The elder's eyes were a little dark: "There can be no more news of dead people in the Qinglong Temple, please ask the abbot to punish the disciple for his selfishness." “

Greedy, hateful, and obsessive, the people here are also guilty of the same precepts as Xuantai, and the appearance of them wearing robes is really more frightening.

The people who were transferred away last night were all warrior monks, and as an elder of the warrior monk hall, he would naturally be clear about these things. Maybe it's still the manpower he deployed for Li Xiuqi in it.

"Your Qinglong Temple, is it really still a Buddhist temple?" Jing Wan'er couldn't help but ask him.

The elder stared at Jing Wan'er: "All of this, it is you who have brought disaster to Qinglong Temple. ”

Jing Wan'er was about to say something, when Pei Tan's voice rang in her ears: "We will leave for Chang'an tomorrow." ”

The elder glanced over, "Are you really going to go?" ”

Pei Tan looked at Xuanlian and spoke for a long time: "Disturbing the temple for many days, it's time for Dali Temple to go." ”

The old Xuanlian statue is the only Buddha here.

"Tonight, the old man is personally guarding Pei Siqing's courtyard." I listened to Master Xuanlian's voice and said slowly.

Pei Tan's eyes moved: "Abbot? ”

The monk beside him immediately said, "How can you let the abbot be here?" The Warrior Monk Hall must send more people..."

Xuanlian looked at him: "Let you come again?" ”

The monk who spoke turned pale and bowed his head.

Xuanlian looked at Pei Tan: "It's all Lao Gu's fault." ”

Shen Xingwen suddenly interjected at this time: "I also know a little about medical skills in Xia, can I let the abbot be diagnosed and treated?" ”

The monks and doctors of this Qinglong Temple don't know how to treat them, and they don't seem to react even if the abbot is sick.

Master Xuanlian glanced at Shen Xingwen.

…

Standing in front of Pei Tan, Shen Xingwen said indifferently: "Master Xuanlian has a very serious tuberculosis. ”

Pei Tan's eyes moved slightly: "Master Xuanlian is really seriously ill?" ”

Shen Xingwen put his hand into his sleeve at this time: "And it's terminally ill." I'm afraid I won't live to live next month. ”

How so? Even Pei Tan may no longer be speechless.

Shen Xingwen said: "The people of Qinglong Temple will not know that the abbot has run out of oil and the lamp has dried up. Their recent unusual practices may have something to do with this. ”

Xuanlian is the pillar of Qinglong Temple, and Qinglong Temple can become the current Tang Dynasty Temple, I am afraid that the credit is in Xuanlian. As for what deals Xuan Lian made with the Tang royal family, Xuan Tai said that Master Xuan Lian was not as ruthless as before, and the world probably didn't know it at all.

At this time, Shen Xingwen suddenly glanced at the door that had been closed.

Jing Wan'er's heart jumped slightly by this action, and she reached out and wiped a piece of rice paper from the table.

People are dying, so as the abbot who has worked hard for Qinglong Temple all his life, he has lost his only beloved disciple. Master Xuanlian's mood seems to be able to understand a little.

Jing Wan'er wrote on the paper: I heard that the ears of martial arts practitioners are outstanding... Is it true?

I saw Shen Xingwen squinting his eyes.

Pei Tan looked at Jing Wan'er and nodded slowly for a long time.

Therefore, even if Xuanlian runs out of oil and the lamp is dry now, he is still the abbot of Qinglong Temple with strong martial arts...

They were ordinary people talking behind closed doors, and Xuan Lian might have heard them clearly outside the door.

Jing Wan'er took a faint breath, and only after a long time did her fingers stabilize and continue to write:

My lord, do you really think that Hyun Tae wants to assassinate you?

There was no coercion behind him, no one instructed him, he just wanted to kill Dali Siqing. Today, Xuantai took everything on himself, and he also showed awe-inspiring righteousness, but Jing Wan'er still didn't believe it in her selfish heart.

Shen Xingwen coughed lightly, picked up the pen and paper in Jing Wan'er's hand, and wrote with a wave of the pen: "It's better to say, if someone instructs, who can instruct a monk of high seniority?" ”

Shen Xingwen is sprinkled, and the writing is very beautiful.

Jing Wan'er didn't bother to look at him, but she only stared at him for writing. Who can instruct, of course Jing Wan'er thought about it, she used the elimination method before, and locked the assassinated monk Xuantai, so can it still be ruled out now?

Those who can instruct Xuantai have the three fierce elders of the Warrior Monk Palace, and with Xuantai's temper, I am afraid that others will not listen, and the abbot Xuanlian, and there can only be.

Jing Wan'er looked at Pei Tan: "Lord Wang." Her lips twitched.

Only the nobles of Tianhuang have the identity and power to make Xuantai submit, and let Xuantai do anything.

She didn't want to believe that Concubine De had died like this.

"But the death of a monk, Qinglong Temple is so understated, it is indeed peculiar." Shen Xingwen said slowly.

"That's because the dead are not the monks of the Qinglong Temple at all." Jing Wan'er opened her mouth and said.

Shen Xingwen's expression moved: "What do you mean?" He looked at Jing Wan'er.

Jing Wan'er bit her lip. Unless the dead are really not from the Qinglong Temple, they can explain the practices of the Qinglong Temple, the only thing they want to do is to cover up the truth.

Shen Xingwen said quietly: "Didn't Shen miss something again?" ”

Jing Wan'er looked at Pei Tan: "There is a sentence that Wan'er doesn't know whether to say or not." First there was Xuantai, then there was the elder, and each of them was interested in this temple... The reaction was so abnormal. ”

What should be the most revered by monks, is the Buddha, but the monks of Qinglong Temple seem to only pay attention to the three words "Qinglong Temple".

As long as Qinglong Temple can maintain the reputation of the Tang Divine Temple, it seems that they can even be silent about the death of the abbot's disciple.

Jing Wan'er seemed to want to say something to Pei Tan, but there was Xuanlian outside the door, and inside the house, Shen Xingwen's presence was unpleasant.

Shen Xingwen smiled faintly, "Shen went back to pack his bags first." ”

Saying that, Shen Yanzuo turned around and left easily.

"Your injury, my lord..."Jing Wan'er immediately spoke.

Pei Tan paused: "I'm fine." ”

Jing Wan'er lowered her eyes, "Just go back to Chang'an like this, if Your Majesty blames the adult, what should the adult do?" ”

As a king, it's easiest to find scapegoats.

Pei Tan said: "After the sun sets, we will go to see the prince again. ”

Jing Wan'er's eyes lit up, "Could it be... Adults already have a plan? ”

In fact, in front of her, Yi Jing Wan'er no longer thinks that anyone is innocent, and Li Xiuqi is even less innocent.

Now, Concubine Wang De has a close relationship with him, he often goes to the deep palace, and only his identity will make the Tang royal family turn a blind eye. And all the blame may be pushed to Dali Temple in the end.

Pei Tan was silent for a long time, but said: "The last thing you should have said when you were outside was to indicate that it was the prince who transferred the monks. ”

Jing Wan'er pursed her lips, she seemed to feel that Pei Tan still had reservations about this case, she could only say: "My lord, if any other possibility is ruled out in this world, the remaining one is the only one." "No matter how incredible it is, it should be the truth.

Pei Tan said: "This sentence is not wrong, but you ruled it out." What about excluding what shouldn't be excluded? ”

Jing Wan'er looked at his face and said for a long time, "Wan'er, please give me advice." ”

Shen Xingwen raised his eyebrows, and also squinted at Pei Tan.

Pei Tan said for a moment: "Xuantai may have known in advance that the monk would be transferred, but it was not the prince who conspired with him. ”

Jing Wan'er frowned, during the day, the prince threatened Dali Temple, and at night he sent monks to assassinate Dali Temple, how could there be such a tight thing in the world?

Her eyes moved slightly: "How come?" ”

Pei Tan said slowly: "You forgot that the prince has already written back to Chang'an, there is no need for him to do more." ”

Jing Wan'er felt that it was Li Xiuqi who created an opportunity for Xuantai, but it shouldn't be that.

Jing Wan'er was stunned for a long time.

She just felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't say it.

It's just that when the twilight is four, Pei Tan takes Jing Wan'er out. In the courtyard, Xuan Lian sat under the Huaiyang tree that covered the sun, and there was no wind at night, and he seemed to be still.

What made this abbot dying, and so on.

After walking out of the courtyard, Jing Wan'er couldn't help but say: "In the entire temple, it seems that there is only one monk. ”

Because there is no Buddha in everyone's hearts, but they are in their hearts.

"The lower official asks to see the prince." Pei Tan stood outside Li Xiuqi's courtyard.

The monk guarding the door frowned: "The prince has already rested." ”

Pei Tan's eyes were calm, and at this time, Li Xiuqi's voice came from the door, "Let them in." ”

How did Li Xiuqi know that it was "them" and not "him" who came.

Pei Tan glanced at Jing Wan'er, and the two brushed past the monk, pushed the door and entered the house.

Li Xiuqi really hadn't slept yet, he was sitting at the table, his head slightly bowed, staring at a letter on his lap.

"Lord Wang." Pei Tan saluted.

Li Xiuqi said lightly: "Pei Siqing." ”

Pei Tan looked at him: "Xiaguan has decided to leave for Chang'an tomorrow." ”

Li Xiuqi raised his head at this time and looked at him for a moment, "Tomorrow?" ”

Pei Tan said: "Please go back with your ministers." "Originally, the task of Dali Temple was this.

Li Xiuqi's eyes seemed to move slightly, and he didn't agree to Pei Tan.

Jing Wan'er wanted to know if Pei Tanda was going to ask Li Xiuqi about the monk who died yesterday.

"Lord Wang last night..."Pei Tan spoke, his eyes looking at Li Xiuqi's face.

Li Xiuqi still didn't answer, he wouldn't fail to react to what Pei Tan was going to say.

Pei Tan also stopped for a while.

None of the three in the room spoke.

Li Xiuqi folded the letter paper on his knee and put it on the table.

Pei Tan vaguely swept the words on it.

"Lord Wang..."

He was a little surprised, and his eyes looked at Li Xiuqi again.

Li Xiuqi said: "There is no need to write back to Chang'an. ”

This sentence has already admitted that this letter is the letter he said before that he would stop the investigation of Dali Temple.

But the letter had already been delivered. What was written in the letter that was sent out.

"Why did the prince suddenly change his mind?" Pei Tan could only ask.

Li Xiuqi looked at him: "Pei Siqing, this king will clean up a little, and I will go back with you Dali Temple tomorrow." ”

There was silence in the house for a while, and Jing Wan'er saw that Li Xiuqi's house was already very frugal, and there was still a box in the corner.

Pei Tan said firmly: "Lord Wang, do you know the concubine of His Majesty Qianruizong?" ”

Jing Wan'er immediately looked up at Li Xiuqi.

Li Xiuqi's face did not change much, it was almost impossible to say whether he was a person in the city government or really had no emotional fluctuations in his heart, "Until now, is Pei Siqing still pursuing the so-called truth?" ”

Pei Tan's eyes sank, and he said, "This is the duty of the minister." ”