Chapter 103: The Magical Bird

Xiao Tian felt hairy in his heart.

What does Fu Mingyi want to do? With this kung fu, I can't get along with her and Ma Hong, so it's better to arrange it early, isn't it more reliable to use that Xiao Yan?

But Fu Mingyi obviously didn't think so.

Fu Mingyi went out, and Xiao Tian followed him out.

There are many green bamboos planted in Tianyin Temple, and the green bamboo leaves are slowly swaying behind the house, and the posture is not leisurely.

Fu Mingyi walked into the bamboo forest, and out of nowhere, he conjured a small whistle and put it on his lips and blew it gently. I saw that the bamboo leaves in one place shook for a while, and from above fell a black bird, which looked larger than ordinary pigeons, but was very thin, and its fur seemed to be shiny.

What caught Xiao Ting's attention was its dark and shiny, round eyes.

The eyes...... Why does it seem like you're looking at her?

Xiao Tian unconsciously moved a few steps to the side, but the black bird's eyes also moved with her.

Is it a coincidence?

Xiao moved a few more steps in the opposite direction......

Well, there's no need to doubt it, is this blackbird whose name doesn't know really be able to see her?!

Hey, what kind of bird is this, what's wrong with the world?

Fu Mingyi obviously didn't notice all this.

He handed over the little whistle and tied it to the blackbird's paw with a small rope from the whistle.

The blackbird seemed to want to fly towards Xiao.

Xiao Tian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, do I know you, do you always look at me?" ”

The blackbird turned its head and flew awkwardly through the dense bamboo leaves into the sky, circling twice in the air before reluctantly flying away.

Xiao Tian wiped his forehead, which could not be sweaty, and finally withdrew his gaze and continued to pay attention to Fu Mingyi.

Fu Mingyi's expression was silent but resolute.

Xiao Tian followed him back to the room again, and Fu Mingyi was still guarding the bedside.

Mingxiu came twice, once to wash Xiao Tian's face and wipe his hands, and once to ask Fu Mingyi if he needed to prepare a meal.

Fu Mingyi only asked Mingxiu to prepare tea, but he didn't prepare a mouthful of food.

It is said that people are iron and rice are steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic. Fu Mingyi: This is obviously the rhythm of cultivating immortals.

Xiao Tian complained in his heart, while watching the sun approaching dusk, unconsciously holding his arms, thinking that this time you should always leave.

But Fu Mingyi didn't leave, but after nightfall, another person ushered in.

This person came in with He Shu, both of them were dressed as imperial doctors, but Xiao Tian recognized that it was Li Qinghe.

He Shu looked at the person on the bed and sighed helplessly.

But he said: "Fortunately, although the breathing is weak, it is quite stable." ”

"Still can't see why?" Fu Mingyi asked again.

"Wechen is ashamed." He Shu really felt ashamed.

Fu Mingyi waved his hand in disappointment and let him go, but Li Qinghe stayed.

"Taifu seems to be in trouble."

"That's right. Brother Qinghe, can you come forward and take a look? ”

Li Qinghe had this intention, but said as he walked: "Taifu has been sent, Qinghe does not dare to refuse." It's just that Qinghe is not a doctor, so he doesn't know how to see a doctor. ”

Fu Mingyi said lightly: "It's okay if you don't know how to see a doctor." Brother Qinghe is a talented person, so why be modest. ”

Li Qinghe walked to a very close place and looked at the person on the bed, and his eyes sank.

Fu Mingyi kept looking at his expression, and when he saw that he didn't speak, he didn't speak.

Li Qinghe was silent for a while, and then took two steps back.

"Taifu really has mountains and rivers in his chest, ordinary people can't think of what Master Taifu has planned."

Fu Mingyi looked at him fixedly, "Da Xiao has always valued literature over military force, civil officials are in charge of the court, and military attaches are working hard. I know you've always been unhappy with this and you've always wanted to change. ”

Li Qinghe looked at him with his arms crossed, "Isn't this what Master Taifu promised?" ”

Fu Mingyi nodded, "The reason why I agreed is because there will be a fierce war within ten years, and if the status quo is maintained, the Great Depression will be dead." ”

Li Qinghe didn't seem to care and said: "No matter whether there is a vicious battle or not, I, Li Qinghe, am also a person who can't go to the battlefield." What are you talking to me about this? ”

"I heard that Li Qinghe has made many miraculous achievements since his establishment, and he has a unique secret technique......

Li Qinghe raised his chin slightly, "I knew you were planning to do this." ”

His legs and feet are not very good, so he has a slight lame when he walks.

He walked slowly to the window, then gently pushed it open and whistled into the night.

Xiao poured his heart into it, and sure enough, he saw the blackbird flying in from the window.

Li Qinghe closed the window and let the blackbird stand on his shoulder.

"There are unique secret techniques. However, in a place like Tianyin Temple, Qinghe did not dare to offer ugliness. I heard that Abbot Jueyin was in the temple, why didn't Master Taifu think about trying this person. ”

Fu Mingyi was silent.

Li Qinghe knocked his head and said, "Okay, Taifu's words are the most difficult to ask, because Qinghe is too talkative." ”

"As long as Master Taifu doesn't dislike Li Qinghe for being some chickens and dogs, thieves, crooked and evil people, Qinghe can give it a try. However, Taifu is sure that His Majesty is not sick or poisoned? ”

"If it is an ordinary illness, Dr. Ho is enough to deal with it. If it is poisoned, even if Imperial Physician He can't diagnose it, Master Jueyan shouldn't have made any arrangements so far, and only guards the Daxiong Treasure Palace. ”

Li Qinghe's head turned quickly. "Is it Abbot Jueyin in the Daxiong Treasure Hall? Do you think this has something to do with Abbot Jueyin? ”

Fu Mingyi remained silent.

Li Qinghe raised his eyebrows, "Abbot Jueyin is a high-ranking monk. Besides, why did he do it? ”

Fu Mingyi looked at Xiao Tian on the bed. "I want to know that too."

"That's why I'm looking for you."

Li Qinghe watched it for a long time and suddenly smiled.

"I really didn't expect that a person with a prominent family background like Master Taifu would one day turn to strange forces and chaos."

Fu Mingyi looked at the sleeping man on the bed.

"I only have one night."

Li Qinghe nodded, "Then let's start." ”

Xiao Tian had been on guard for a long time.

She didn't know what they were trying to do, but she thought it had something to do with the ugly blackbird.

As soon as Li Qinghe's words fell, the blackbird suddenly flapped its wings and flew over.

Xiao Tian hurriedly ran, dodging as he ran, and the blackbird followed closely behind, looking like it was flying.

Li Qinghe looked at the blackbird's behavior strangely, and the arm that had just been raised stopped in mid-air, and his face became strange.

"Come back." Li Qinghe's face was ugly, and he felt as if he had accidentally learned some big secret.

Fu Mingyi realized that something was wrong. "What's wrong?"

Li Qinghe looked at it suddenly, and it took a long time before he said, "I heard that Lord Taifu brought back a prince of Yan, who is the bloodline of the first emperor. ”

Fu Mingyi didn't know what he meant, "There is a prince Yan who is in the palace." ”

"Do you know what kind of bird I am?"

"I saw you for the purpose of reporting information, but I don't know your name." Moreover, he had never seen such a bird anywhere else.

It was too thin, and he had barely seen it eat.

Li Qinghe looked inside the room and avoided answering.

"The martial soul of the sacrifice is tomorrow. Before Your Majesty leaves, if you haven't woken up, Taifu will take Your Majesty to the Martial Spirit Tomb. ”

After Li Qinghe finished speaking, he was ready to leave.

"What do you mean?" Fu Mingyi frowned.

Li Qinghe paused, "Tomorrow, Qinghe will wait for His Majesty and Taifu at the Martial Spirit Tomb." ”