Under the moonlight, by the lotus pond, Han Mo hugged Xiao Lingzhi's soft body, felt Xiao Lingzhi's delicate body trembling slightly, and gently stroked Xiao Lingzhi's slender jade back, Xiao Lingzhi seemed to be in Han Mo's arms, and also felt a sense of security, complicated emotions, at this time, he calmed down a lot, let Han Mo hold him, but felt that in Han Mo's arms, he was very down-to-earth, and it seemed that nothing could hurt him.

She knew that the road ahead was still very difficult, and the world was ruthless, which would always make the road of the two extremely difficult, but being able to enjoy a moment of tranquility at this time made her feel very satisfied.

I don't want to have it, but I want to have it.

I don't know how long it took, the faint sound of horses neighing made a pair of children who were immersed in warmth wake up, Xiao Lingzhi hurriedly pushed Han Mo away, and her pretty face showed a look of vigilance, "Someone is coming!" ”

Han Mo also frowned, seeing that the tears on Xiao Lingzhi's cheeks had not dried, he took out a Jinpa from his arms and carefully wiped away her tears, then frowned and said, "This place is extremely secret, who will come?" ”

He didn't hesitate to take Xiao Lingzhi's little hand, pull it and go back to the temple...

Xiao Lingzhi wanted to break free, but Han Mo's strength was very great, it was impossible to break free at all, and a red glow flew on her pretty face, so she finally gave up and rushed back with Han Mo.

Zhuang Yuan and the others were all over there, and none of them had any ability to resist at this time, if the enemy came, it would be a little bad.

The two walked back to the courtyard quickly, Xiao Lingzhi was finally afraid of being seen, and said in a low voice: "You...... You let go of me! ”

Han Mo knew that Xiao Lingzhi could let herself hug or even hold hands tonight, that was already a very face-saving thing for herself, she was an extremely reserved woman after all, and she didn't want others to see the two holding hands...

Han Mo let go of his hand and laughed softly: "The hand of the military advisor...... It's really slippery! ”

Xiao Lingzhi's face sank, glared at Han Mo, and said in a low voice: "If you say these shameless words in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”

Han Mo stuck out his tongue, then stood up, saw that the lights in the room were still on, and said softly: "Strategist, you protect this side first, I'll go to the front to take a look, if there is any movement, call me immediately!" ”

Xiao Lingzhi also knew that something was wrong, nodded slightly, and said softly: "You...... Be careful! ”

Hearing this, Han Mo felt a warm feeling in his heart, knowing that this woman really cared about him, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, my ability...... Few people can hurt me! ”

At this moment, I saw a person hurrying over from the main hall, but it was a monk, and he joined the two of them, "Two donors, disturb!" ”

The two of them returned the salute, and Han Mo said a little strangely: "Master, I heard the neighing of horses just now...... It seems that someone came to the Nameless Temple, I don't know who the master is? ”

The monk said: "I was about to come over to invite Master Han Shi, it was our senior brother who came back, so I came to ask Master Han Shi to come over and talk about it!" ”

Han Mo and Xiao Lingzhi glanced at each other, and they both showed puzzled looks...

Han Mo knew that in this ancient temple, they were all disciples of Master Xuanji, and there seemed to be more than a dozen people, but recently, they were all scattered in the disaster victims' gathering areas for free diagnosis and treatment, and a few of them went out to look for medicine and collect medicines, and there were only two or three monks left in this temple.

As for the Xuanji monk, he went to Yanjing to accept Han Mo's request to treat Aunt Bi.

However, this senior brother, Han Mo had never heard of it.

……

"I'm about to pay a visit!" Han Mo smiled.

After all, people are masters, living here with others, and it is normal for the host to meet each other, so Han Mo naturally will not refuse, but in his heart, he still has some doubts...

He looked at Xiao Lingzhi, and the meaning in his eyes was clear, that was to ask Xiao Lingzhi to be cautious.

Xiao Lingzhi was so smart, nodded slightly, turned around and went into the house.

Han Mo coughed and said with a smile: "Master Lao is leading the way!" ”

In fact, this small temple, even if he doesn't need to lead the way, Han Mo can find it. The main hall is not wide, but also very simple, separated by five or six rooms, and on the easternmost side, there is a relatively spacious meditation room, which is usually the residence of the master of mystery.

At that time, this nameless temple was robbed, even the Bodhisattva statue in the temple was also taken away, and now there is no statue in the temple, only a portrait of the Buddha is hung in the main hall, and the incense of these monks in the temple is received.

The monk pointed to the meditation room and said respectfully: "Master Han, senior brother is waiting inside!" ”

Han Mo nodded slightly, smiled slightly, and then walked towards the meditation room with his hands behind his back, and when he arrived at the door, he found that the door of the meditation room was hidden, and the lights were shining from inside...

Han Mo knocked lightly on the door, and a voice came from inside: "Please come in!" ”

Han Mo pushed the door in, only to see that the furnishings in this meditation room were extremely simple, there was a wooden bed in the corner, a thin futon, and a small case that was quite old in the room, on which several scriptures were neatly placed, as well as wooden fish and prayer beads, and a small oil lamp, other than that, there was nothing else.

On the side of the desk, there was an extremely strange person sitting.

The man was dressed in a gray robe, but he wore a hat on his head, and his head was bowed, so that he could not see his appearance clearly.

Han Mo coughed, took two steps forward, and said to the man, "Is the master the eldest disciple of Master Xuanji?" ”

The man slowly raised his head, Han Mo squinted, and when he saw his face, he was surprised, "Yes...... You! ”

I saw that the face under this man's hat was actually wearing a silver mask, which was a hideous mask like a ghost, with fangs protruding, and only a pair of eyes appeared...

In this ruined temple in the wilderness, the atmosphere is already a little gloomy, and if the timid people see this ghost face again, they are afraid that they will be scared to death.

Han Mo clenched his fists, and after being startled, he instantly regained his composure.

This mask was not the first time he had seen it.

Coming to Yichun from Yanjing, passing through Centipede Ridge, where he encountered the attack of a group of knights, coming like the wind, going like electricity, everyone was wearing a hat on his head, and the leader was wearing this ghost mask!

Han Mo clearly remembered that the name of that person was "Mo Twelve Lang"!

The silver-faced man took off the hat on his head and said with a smile: "I knew that Lord Han would not forget me...... I'm a person that's always hard to forget! ”

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Han Mo's face, he stepped forward, sat down cross-legged on the futon next to the desk, looked at the silver-faced man, and said calmly: "Mo Twelve, interesting outfits, interesting names, it's really hard to forget!" ”

The silver-faced man laughed and said loudly, "Bring the wine!" ”

Han Mo was stunned, and then heard the door of the meditation room being pushed open, and a monk came in outside, and he actually came in with a jar of wine in his hand, the wine jar was extremely huge, and he was afraid that it was filled with more than ten catties of wine...

The monks put the wine jar on the case, and then pushed it down.

Han Mo sighed: "I was going to look for wine here before, but ...... Then it occurred to me that this is a temple, a monk...... Probably don't drink alcohol! ”

The silver-faced man Mo Twelve Lang recited "Amitabha Buddha" together, and then laughed and said: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha is in my heart!" ”

He pushed the wine jar towards Han Mo and said, "Lord Han, this jar of wine, you drink it first, it can be regarded as my Mo Twelve Lang respecting you!" ”

"There should always be a reason for toasting" Han Mo touched his chin and said: "No merit is not unacceptable, if Your Excellency doesn't tell me a reason, I really don't dare to drink this wine!" ”

"Respect for the collapse of the He family!" Mo Shishilang said very directly: "As soon as I respect your ability, in this short period of time, you can wipe out the entire clan of the He family, I admire you, and I am ashamed of myself... Second, you helped us get rid of the He family! ”

Han Mo's expression was indifferent: "Actually...... I don't understand what you mean. You are a monk, why do you want the He family to be destroyed? Doesn't Buddhism pay attention to the universality of sentient beings? ”

"Yes, purifying sentient beings is an important position of Buddhism." Mo Shishilang said: "But the way of eliminating demons is also the means of my Buddhist family!" ”

Han Mo smiled faintly: "You mean to say that the He family is a demon in your eyes?" ”

Mo Shishilang shook his head: "Not in our eyes, but in the eyes of the people... We have been in Yichun for several years, and in the past few years, we have also seen the people of Yichun living a very hard life under the brutality of the He family...... The He people use various means to exploit the people, and it is common for them to sell their sons and daughters...... Such a family should perish early! ”

"It seems that the so-called ordination of the disciples of Buddhism is not that they don't care about the world!" Han Mo sighed lightly.

Mo Shishilang laughed and said: "Although I am a disciple of Buddhism, the most fearful one is Kunsha Mentian, that is the god of war in Buddhism, the way to eliminate demons, I am a believer in Kunsha Mentian!" ”

Han Mo frowned and said: "Your Excellency's ability, I have seen it, there is a group of brothers under your hands, who come and go like the wind and electricity, with your ability, it shouldn't be difficult to kill anyone, right?" Kill that He Xuezhi, and then kill a few elders in charge, wouldn't the He family be much more honest? ”

Mo Shishilang shook his head, and the ghost mask under the oil lamp was extremely terrifying and weird: "What we want to see is not a few deaths, but the destruction of the entire He clan... Even if He Xuezhi is killed, there will be other He people who will rise up. The He people have deep roots in Yichun, and there are thousands of clansmen, so could it be that we kill them one by one? Killing ten people and 100 people, we can, but to destroy a century-old family, it will take the strength of Lord Han. Fortunately, this time Lord Han made a move, but he took this opportunity to get rid of the He family...... In fact, I have known for a long time that it is possible to destroy the He family, and I am afraid that you are the only one! ”

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency seems to have a lot of confidence in me!" ”

"The great victory of Liguguan, the change of the Qiqiao Pavilion of the Ximen clan...... That's all Master Han's wonderful pen, so I have no doubt about Lord Han's ability! Mo Tjuro's eyes flickered under his mask, his mask covering his face, but he couldn't see what kind of expression he was now.

Han Mo said lightly: "It seems that Your Excellency still knows me very well. What did you do in Centipede Ridge and what did you do? Warn me? Afraid that I will collude with the He family and take advantage of this time to oppress the people? ”

Mo Twelve Lang laughed, "Maybe...... After all, the news I knew before was just rumors, and I wanted to see what kind of person Lord Han was...... And I do want to know how Lord Han's martial arts are, because I heard that Ye Tianmeng, the number one brave general in Bozhou, died at the hands of Lord Han, so I ......! ”

"Did it disappoint you?" Han Mo stared at Mo Twelve's eyes behind the mask and asked lightly.

Mo Shishilang leaned closer, his eyes shining, and said softly, "Not only was it not disappointed, but it surprised me a little...... Master Han's Tai Chi steps really surprised me! ”

Han Mo looked at the strange and hideous mask, his expression was calm, and he said leisurely: "Your Excellency's Tai Chi steps also surprised me. ”

"You...... Really not a disciple of Hakuyoro? Mo Twelve Lang asked this question again, this was a question he had asked in Centipede Ridge, and to this day, he didn't seem to believe that Han Mo had nothing to do with Bai Yelang.

Han Mo remained silent, pulled over the wine jar, smashed the sealing mud, picked up the wine jar, raised his head and took a big sip, but felt that this wine was extremely spicy, and it was actually a strong wine.

After taking a big sip of the liquor and putting down the wine jar, Han Mo still had a blushing face and a heartbeat, looking quite calm, and even Mo Shishilang's eyes showed a little appreciation.

"Your Excellency has a grudge against Bai Yelang?" Han Mo stared at Mo Shishilang and asked, "Every time you mention him, it seems to be resentful, ...... What is the grudge with him? ”

Mo Shishilang clenched his fists, suddenly lifted the wine jar with one hand, turned his back, took off the mask on his face, raised his head and took a big sip, then put on the mask, and then turned around and put the wine jar in his hand on the table.