When Shen Xingwen was packing his luggage in his room, he smiled and looked at Jing Wan'er: "Will it be more inconvenient for Miss Jing to stay alone in the courtyard with adults." ”

Jing Wan'er looked at him: "There are monks guarding inside and outside the courtyard every day, and I don't live in the same room with adults. ”

Shen Xingwen chuckled, picked up the package and moved to another yard.

It seems that this case has no result, and he refuses to leave.

Maybe Shen Xingwen won't have any bad intentions, but now it's an extraordinary period, and Dali Temple can't afford to take any risks.

Jing Wan'er felt a little dry at night. Her window wasn't closed.

There was a white dove, standing in the crack of the window, cooing incessantly.

The next moment, the pigeon was pierced through the heart by a sword and fell directly into the house from the window, and the torn corpse was under Jing Wan'er's bed.

Jing Wan'er's eyes widened instantly, and her breathing stagnated.

Her room was next to Pei Tan, and the unclosed window wafted in with a hint of blood.

And Pei Tan's room didn't move at all.

Jing Wan'er quickly rolled out of bed like a wheel, and rushed to the door barefoot without having time to put on her shoes, she pulled the door bolt open, and opened the door to see that the door of Pei Tan's house was closed.

"Your Excellency!"

She rushed to the door.

Unexpectedly, just before she rushed to the door, she saw Pei Tan's door shake violently, and the two fragile door panels cracked like this.

Pei Tan rushed out in the thick smoke, wearing the clothes he had slept in last night, and on his slender right hand, he held a long sword.

He saw Jing Wan'er at a glance: "Go into the house!" ”

Jing Wan'er didn't react at all, she felt that a flower appeared in front of her eyes, and another shadow rushed out of Pei Tan's door.

At night, I saw that the person was all black, wearing night clothes, Jing Wan'er's face was pale, she was not afraid to scream like other women, the more frightened she was, the more unable she could make a sound.

She saw a volley of sledgehammers from the man's hand and slashed towards Pei Tan's head.

The moment Pei Tan raised his sword to block it, he heard a heavy impact.

It's going to shake people's hearts out.

Jing Wan'er saw that Pei Tan's hair was all scattered, and her clothes were torn open.

The two of them seemed to have been fighting in the house for a long time.

And the black-clothed murderer, who missed the blow, turned around and rushed out of the courtyard, as if he didn't love to fight.

And Pei Tan's reaction was shocking, just watch him quickly swing a sword and slash at the killer's ankle.

The killer quickly fell in order to dodge, and at this time, Pei Tan's sword had already wrapped around him.

Jing Wan'er recognized that the sword belonged to Pei Guard, when did it reach Pei Tan's hand.

If Pei Guard is here now, the person who will do it will not be Pei Tan.

The killer's martial arts are terrifying, obviously the purpose of killing, the vicious and vicious moves, the slenderness of the sword body, it seems that it will be bitten off by a hammer at any time, but there is none.

Jing Wan'er actually saw it in fright.

Now it is Pei Tan pestering this killer.

Several times his sword came into contact with the man's mask, and he saw the man flee in panic, several times, and the killer seemed to be desperate to leave the courtyard.

Pei Tan's martial arts are obviously inferior to the killer, so he is gambling on his life.

Judging from several moves, the killer's hammer was already in front of Pei Tan's eyes, and there were barbs on the hammer.

Pei Tan snorted, let the flesh be stabbed, and the next moment raised his sword and picked it in the killer's face.

The killer covered his face, not daring to let the mask slip off.

With the horizon, it's no longer so dark.

He was anxious.

There were two big mistakes tonight, and he didn't expect that this Pei Siqing, who was going to kill without fail, was actually not as weak as him, and he had weapons in hand.

Second, although his martial arts are still higher than Pei Tan, Pei Tan really dared to risk his life in order to entangle himself.

Ordinary people still don't dare to commit suicide, why should a golden son be.

The killer was furious.

He saw Jing Wan'er standing by the door sluggishly.

Listen to the roar of the beast.

Jing Wan'er watched as the hammer smashed towards her.

She was a head, like a watermelon.

Pei Tan rushed over: "Wan'er! ”

Jing Wan'er looked at the hammer, and she could see the blood on it with Pei Tan, not that she didn't want to hide, but she couldn't hide at all.

In a hurry, Pei Tan threw out his sword, and the sword was out of his hand in an instant, and the volley quickly hit the hammer.

The two collided, and the killer staggered back a few steps.

There was a grim smile in his eyes.

He didn't have a second blow, but quickly turned around and rushed towards Pei Tan, Pei Tan, who had no weapons, couldn't stop him at all, the hammer finally tried to kill, Pei Tan quickly avoided it, the clothes on his chest were shredded, and the barb of the hammer cut a new wound on his body.

Then the killer ran away.

It's just a few moments.

Pei Tan half-knelt down, because the pain didn't make a sound, Jing Wan'er rushed to Pei Tan and hugged his body that was about to fall: "My lord! ”

——

There were no monks inside or outside the courtyard, and Jing Wan'er didn't know when the killer appeared in Pei Tan's room.

Pei Tan was lying on the bed, and the wounds on his body had been wrapped up by Jing Wan'er, and it was not until the end of Yin Shi that the monk from the morning class appeared.

"Usually there are warrior monks in the courtyard, why didn't there be anyone last night?" Jing Wan'er asked a warrior monk who appeared at dawn, and when the warrior monk came to the courtyard, he was surprised to see a mess.

Jing Wan'er inevitably felt that these monks were just pretending.

Faced with questioning, the warrior monk frowned and said to Jing Wan'er: "Yesterday, the prince temporarily ordered all the monks to be transferred to his courtyard, so there is no one waiting here. "The monk's desire to speak stopped, that is, this is the inner courtyard of Qinglong Temple, is there anyone guarding it, isn't it all the same safe as iron?

Even last night, there was anxiety on their faces.

Jing Wan'er bit her lip.

Why did the prince transfer people away, could it be that the assassin was also arranged by Li Xiuqi.

But Li Xiuqi came to Qinglong Temple alone, and he didn't bring a single entourage with him.

"The little monk will go and ask the monk doctor in the temple to come and heal Pei Siqing immediately." The little monk was in a hurry to leave.

Jing Wan'er said, "Wait a minute. ”

She stared at the monk.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Xingwen carried his suitcase on his back and reappeared in the courtyard where he had just moved out.

When he saw the scene in the courtyard, he was surprised: "What happened last night?" When he entered the house and saw Pei Tan, he changed color even more, "What's wrong with you, my lord?" ”

Pei Tan's appearance has said it all, and the injury on his chest is also the most serious on his body.

Jing Wan'er looked at Shen Xingwen, she couldn't trust the people of Qinglong Temple anymore, who else could she find besides this man in this situation.

Seeing that Shen Xingwen opened his box, he frowned and said, "I only have some of the simplest external dressings here, which are caused by preventing the blood flow of some fresh corpses." ”

Who is still in the mood to listen to him explain, "Give the adults medicine first..."

Shen Xingwen paused: "Find some clean clothes for Shen first." ”

At the beginning, everyone in Dali Temple didn't plan to stay for a long time when they came, and no one brought a salute at all, Jing Wan'er looked at him, probably only Shen Xingwen had prepared his luggage here.

Shen Xingwen lowered his head and took the medicine: "Send someone to get it in the courtyard where Shen lives newly." ”

Who else can be sent, Jing Wan'er found Shen Xingwen's room by herself, and brought the salute he had just packed.

Shen Xingwen took a few clothes, tore them apart ruthlessly, and bandaged Pei Tan as a dressing.

Talking about the bandaging process to Pei, Shen Xingwen didn't fall into the trap again, and said some sarcastic words, his eyebrows were faint, and he couldn't see his expression.

Jing Wan'er walked into the courtyard, and at this time, there were many people from the Warrior Monk Palace, and they looked at Jing Wan'er in surprise.

Jing Wan'er had a feeling that the killer could only be a monk in the temple.

The warrior monks stared at her in silence.

The killer was almost over when he fled, so he was so desperate.

As soon as the hour passed, the monk who was doing the morning service would appear, not because he was afraid of being discovered by a few unarmed monks, but because once all the monks in the morning class got up, he could not return to the middle to restore his identity as a monk, and he would be exposed.

Jing Wan'er heard her own heartbeat.

She noticed that a familiar face among the warrior monks did not appear, "Why didn't you see Master Xuantai?" ”

The little monk lowered his eyes: "Uncle Xuantai went to the treasure hall early in the morning to offer incense. ”

Jing Wan'er glanced at the monks in the courtyard now, the big hammer yesterday, to say the least, there were more than a hundred catties, even if it was a person from the Warrior Monk Palace, it was impossible for everyone to move.

All the people here are not killers.

Jing Wan'er felt that she didn't have the calmness she usually had, she closed her eyes, and it took a while to recover.

That man's martial arts skills are extremely high.

In the Warrior Monk Hall, he can only be a person of extremely high status.

Jing Wan'er looked at them again, her eyes narrowing slightly.

"In your temple, someone intends to assassinate the imperial court official, and you must explain this matter in Qinglong Temple."

The monk said, "We have gone to inform the abbot and the elders of the temple. ”

There are a total of three elders in the Warrior Monk Hall, the oldest is about the same age as the abbot of Xuanlian, and the other two are younger, but they are not in the prime of life.

Jing Wan'er herself didn't know about martial arts, but she also knew that the oldest of the palace guards could not exceed forty years old.

Human beings can never go against the limits of physiology and overcome the magic barrier of aging.

Martial arts are strong, not too old, and his status among the warrior monks is not low.

As soon as the clues were connected, it was as if the person had jumped out.

"You're right," Jing Wan'er looked at the little monk who spoke just now, "I really want to see the abbot, and I want him to call out all the people in your Warrior Monk Palace." ”

It was as if they were going to face off to the end, and they heard a creaking door behind them.

Shen Xingwen opened the door and stood there with an expressionless face, "My lord is okay for the time being, but Shen's medicine can't last a few times, so my lord should return to Chang'an as soon as possible and call the imperial doctor to see him." ”

When Jing Wan'er heard this, she immediately turned around and looked at Shen Xingwen, "What do you mean?" ”

Shen Xingwen said: "The injury of an adult involves the heart and lungs, if it is delayed, the unclean foreign body enters the lungs, and Shen has no choice." ”