Cheng Qing knew that his proposal was the best, but if they rashly took people away, An He Wang would definitely not agree, and he had to think of a proper way.

"Brother, let's go first. On Ann and Wang's side, I'll figure it out. ”

Cheng Yue nodded, and before leaving, he finally said, "In her situation, it's best not to exceed half a month." ”

Half a month, easy to say, but difficult to do.

The Valley of the Medicine King never allowed outsiders to disturb its tranquility.

If you want to go in, you can't do it unless you have the owner's permission.

Cheng Yue, as a young master, can take a little girl, but if King An He or Princess An He asks to accompany him, it will not work.

The next day, the sky was faintly bright, Cheng Qing knelt straight in the mourning hall, still dressed in linen and filial piety, with a faint expression on his beautiful face, and his black eyes looked directly at the monks who were chanting, but his thoughts were already drifting away.

Among the monks, there was an old monk in a robe who suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Cheng Qing.

With compassion and kindness in his eyes, there was a look of doubt, and then he looked at the coffin and frowned.

got up and walked towards Cheng Qing.

Cheng Qing, who noticed the movement, came back to his senses and thought that he was going to do something again, so he hurriedly concentrated.

No, why didn't the other monks move?

The old monk walked up to her, folded his hands, and bowed his head slightly.

Cheng Qing saw that he had something to say to himself, let go of his vigilance, stood up, folded his hands, returned the salute, and said, "What advice does the master have?" ”

The old monk shook his head and said, "It's not that the old man wants to advise, but he wants to ask the female benefactor for advice." ”

Cheng Qing was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Don't dare to advise, master, please speak." ”

The old monk expressed his doubts, "The old man wants to ask, in this coffin, is it really Marshal Cheng Yue?" ”

Cheng Qing was shocked, but his face was silent, his eyes rolled, showing a look of surprise, and asked, "According to the master's opinion, my brother is not dead?" ”

The old monk nodded honestly and said: "The monks don't speak, last night the old man made a fortune for the marshal, and found that Marshal Cheng Yue should have been a talent in Xinglin, with superb medical skills, and he had a bad fate, although he was weak and sickly, but he still lived a good life in the world. ”

Cheng Qing: "......"

It turns out that there is really a person in this world who is so accurate in fortune telling, who is this old monk? Who the fuck invited to demolish the stage?!

Just as her mind was running at high speed and thinking of a countermeasure, the master spoke again.

This time, the old monk's brows were furrowed and almost squeezed together, his face was full of puzzlement, "On the other hand, the donor, you have wonderful roots, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, full of heroism, although she is a woman, but she is a natural handsome talent, it can be said that she is a woman who does not let her eyebrows, and she is ......."

"Master!" Cheng Qing interrupted him, looked at him fixedly, lowered his voice, and chuckled: "The master is a monk, why is he so interested in the red world? ”

The old monk glanced at her again, and suddenly a flash of inspiration, as if he had been enlightened, suddenly realized, his brows loosened, leaving a few conspicuous lines.

After figuring it out, the big stones in his heart were also put down, his hands were folded, and he said, "Master Cheng, you and Lao Ke have a lot of fate, and there is still time to meet again." Outside the western suburbs, the Buddha Light Temple presides, and the law name is Huiji. ”

Cheng Qing heard what Huiji said, and thought that people like them would not speak the vernacular, so he didn't continue to ask.

"Master Huiji, Cheng Qing remembers." She folded her hands and saluted.

Hui Ji also saluted, turned around and walked back.

Cheng Qing knelt down again and silently wrote down the old monk.

No matter what fate there is in the future, he sees through it but doesn't break it, and she wrote it down.

"County Lord, slow down."

There was a sound of footsteps, accompanied by the sound of a maid.

Running to the door, Zhao Ningbai stopped and said to the maid: "You are waiting outside here, and you are not allowed to enter without the orders of the county lord." ”

"Yes, County Lord."

Zhao Ningbai turned around and walked in with her skirt, today she wore a pure white skirt, and her headdress was also made of white fluff, with her cute and beautiful little face, like a little fairy who strayed into the mortal world.

Cheng Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of amazement, smiled at her lightly, and nodded.

Zhao Ningbai happily ran towards her, just took a step, suddenly saw the spirit position, quickly retracted, and ran to her side and knelt down.

Cheng Qing looked at the sky outside, it was just bright. Turning his head to look at Zhao Ningbai, he asked softly, "Come here so early, have you eaten breakfast?" ”

Zhao Ningbai nodded and said, "Eat." I specially wore a white dress today, I wanted to wear you like this, but she didn't want me to wear it. ”

As she spoke, she glared at the door and pouted unhappily.

Cheng Qing chuckled lightly and said, "You are not a member of the Cheng family, and it doesn't look like me to dress like this, don't blame her." ”

"Okay, my sister told me not to blame, then I won't blame." Zhao Ningbai said.

Today, the people who came to offer incense were temporarily isolated from the house.

Cheng Yue Cheng Qing knelt and bowed according to Master Huiji's instructions.

Almost a day, Zhao Ningbai accompanied her in the morning, and in the afternoon she was taken back to Anhe Mansion by Zhao Wuyuan.

In the afternoon, Bai Xiuyuan, Qi Diaolie and others came back and worshiped together.

More than a dozen generals knelt in one place, and the scene was quite shocking, making people look bloody and tragic.

In order to see this scene, the people almost squeezed through the gate of the Taishi's Mansion.

In the evening, Master Huiji led the monks to continue their practice, and at this time there was no need for Cheng Qing to do it.

Taking advantage of this gap, Cheng Qing called Bai Xiuyuan to the backyard alone.

Bai Xiuyuan compared Cheng Qing's height, it was still so short, only up to his chin.

Who doesn't know in the barracks? Marshal Cheng is very smart, heroic, and has high martial arts, but there is one regrettable place, that is, he is five short and looks thin.

Now he knows, where is she thin? Where is the five short figure?

It's clearly a woman dressed as a man.

The funny thing is that he still used this thing as her sore foot, and he stepped on it a lot.

Now I understand that this is not her sore foot at all, but her words of suffering.

Staring at her slender back, he realized that he couldn't turn his eyes away, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

"Bai Gongzi."

Cheng Qing's voice called him back.

Bai Xiuyuan hid the tide of love in his eyes, and responded lightly, and his ears were quietly dyed with a hint of pink.

Cheng Qing didn't notice it, and said straight to the point: "I promise what you said to join forces." ”

"Okay."

"This matter still depends on Bai Gongzi." Cheng Qing felt that there must be a hidden force behind him, and it was right to rely on him.

"Okay."

"I've got the idea, and you're in charge of the action?" Cheng Qing is inch-inch.

The corners of Bai Xiuyuan's mouth rose, his eyes looked at her with a gentle smile, and he still replied, "Okay." ”