Closing the door, Nan Qiao was immersed in the house alone, obviously she lived alone, and there were still two beds here.

She stroked her fingers over the edge of the bed she had slept on, and remembered a room of people eating around the small round table next to her, at that time there were Nalan Suru, Nalan Fanghua, and Jixiang and Ruyi, as well as him in women's clothes.

Unconsciously, the corners of Nan Qiao's lips lifted and she sat on the chair she had sat on before, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a feeling today.

After sighing, there was a knock on the door, she came back to her senses, and heard Fang Huai's voice outside, so Nan Qiao got up and went to open the door.

"Master, Jinghua went to the backyard, and the subordinates there felt a little strange, as if the monks here were unusual, and it seemed that everyone knew martial arts, so the subordinates didn't follow too closely!" Fang Huai said.

Nan Qiao thought for a moment, "Let's wait for her to come out and do it, I must find out about that matter." ”

Fang Huai answered, so he retreated.

Nan Qiao touched his chin, along the way, even a monk who can sweep in the courtyard will do some work, here, is it still the Huguo Temple before?

At dusk, Nan Qiao used the fast food sent by the monk, Fang Huai hadn't come back since he came to report to her, Nan Qiao was bored, and went to the courtyard to walk around as a walk, and suddenly felt that there were a lot of eyeliner around, in addition to the people sent by Cen Xi, there were also people peeping here from time to time, but she swept it over, and everyone was taking care of the flowers and plants 'normally'.

Until the night, Fang Huai hadn't come back, and Nan Qiao began to panic a little.

It always feels weird here, but where it's strange that she can't say it, it always feels wrong.

Nan Qiao, who was bored in the house, decided to go out in person to find out about Huguo Temple.

The night was a little scary, Nan Qiao gathered the cloak on her body, she knew that there were a lot of little tails behind her, and when she turned to a corner, Nan Qiao's figure flickered, and through the shadow of the tree shadow, she turned into a window and got rid of those people.

She thought that this was a deserted meditation room, because the surrounding area was overgrown with weeds, and no one came to take care of it, but she never thought that after coming in, there were people inside, and she instinctively shot to restrain the person, but after the faint light was on, she found that the monk who was doing it with her was Yang Tian.

Yes, it was Yang Tian of Hongyun Village back then, and his memories were washed away by her.

Yang Tian was also stunned when he saw her face, there seemed to be a lot of things to say in those eyes, but he didn't open his mouth to say a word.

"Yang Tian, why are you here? You are... Monks? Nan Qiao couldn't help but ask him curiously.

Yang Tian waved his hand, as if he was giving her sign language, and Nan Qiao didn't know what he was gesturing.

"What's wrong with you?"

It wasn't until later, when Yang Tian opened his mouth and pointed at his mouth to gesticulate, that Nan Qiao knew that his tongue had been cut.

Because Yang Tian has not learned since he was a child, he can only dance and play with swords but is illiterate, so he can't write to tell Nan Qiao, but his expression is obviously something to tell her.

In the end, Yang Tian was anxious about something, and Nan Qiao took a long time to figure out what he was talking about Jinghua.

Instead of letting him play dumb riddles for a long time, Nan Qiao should ask him questions directly, and it is more convenient for him to nod or shake his head to answer.

"Your tongue was cut by Jinghua?"

Yang Angel nodded vigorously.

Nan Qiao gritted her teeth, she didn't expect Jinghua to be so vicious, Yang Tian just didn't remember her, why bother...

Wrong!

Yang Tian didn't remember her Why did she cut off someone's tongue, couldn't it be that Yang Tian knew something that shouldn't be known, and Jinghua was reluctant to kill Yang Tian directly, so she used this method?

The only explanation that makes Jinghua do this should be related to the matter of Hongyunzhai.

So Nan Qiao asked again, "Do you know that the matter of Hongyun Village is related to Jinghua?" ”

Yang Tian nodded again.

That makes sense.

Wait, the people in Hongyun Village are dead, why did Jinghua cut Yang Tian's tongue in one fell swoop, is she afraid that who knows?

Ji Wuyu!

It's impossible, he's dead, but who else can make Jinghua care but Ji Wuyu?

Nan Qiao thought about it and asked, "Is Mei Sanniang still alive?" ”

Yang Tian nodded again.

She figured it out, Jinghua should be afraid that Mei Sanniang would not forgive her if she knew what she had done, so she would do this.

This is the only explanation.

As for why Yang Tian became a monk here, she couldn't ask anything, she really couldn't understand sign language, so she had to say goodbye to Yang Tian and leave quietly.

This night, Nan Qiao lay on the bed tossing and turning, always feeling that things were a little strange, but it seemed that Jinghua was indeed inseparable from the fall of Hongyun Village.

Fang Huai disappeared inexplicably, Jinghua never appeared again, in the grass outside the house, there was the sound of small insects, accompanied by the cold night, Nan Qiao didn't know when to fall asleep.

In her sleep, she seemed to feel a hand around her waist, and the man lay quietly on the edge of her bed, thinking it was an illusion, she turned over and continued to sleep.

Early the next morning, Nan Qiao went to the Buddhist hall to worship the Buddha, and listened to the monks chanting in the hall, and suddenly felt extremely peaceful in his heart.

She thought that it would be good if she stayed in this place like this one day, without the impetuosity of the world, without those disturbances, and it would be good to pray for the blessing of everyone who has died.

After the monks finished chanting and dispersed one after another, Nanqiao still knelt on the futon and made a vow to the Buddha sincerely.

May those who died be able to live happily and happily in another world like her.

I hope that for the rest of her life, the people around her who care about her, the people she cares about are healthy and carefree, and have a smooth life.

May the child in the womb be born safely, both male and female, and be healthy.

After making these three wishes, Nan Qiao got up and offered incense to the Buddha.

Just as she turned to leave, she glanced at the Maitreya Buddha over there, there was a secret passage mechanism there, she had entered it a few years ago, but she didn't know if she had entered it later.

walked over, and was about to stretch out his hand, but in the next second, he took back the outstretched hand, and finally turned to leave.

She didn't know that her action really shocked the people behind the dark passage, and her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and finally she breathed a sigh of relief the moment she stopped it.

As long as she had just pressed the switch, she could see him at a glance, and he might not have time to dodge.

Just before dinner, Fang Huai returned.

"Master, after the subordinates saw Jinghua come out, they chased her to the back mountain, and then she should have found something and got rid of her subordinates, so the subordinates looked for a few more laps and didn't find it before coming back." Speaking of this, Fang Huai lowered his head, "It's because of the lack of ability of her subordinates that she escaped." ”

Nan Qiao raised his hand, "I don't blame you, this is not the former Huguo Temple, it's very weird, since you're back, let's leave later!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Mingyang's voice came from the door, "Usually worship the Buddha for three days, why do you have to leave in only two days?" ”

Looking at the figure stepping into the threshold, Nan Qiao made a gesture of invitation, motioning for him to sit down and eat together.

Zhang Mingyang was also polite and sat opposite her.

Fang Huai was a good-eyed person, knowing that he would be embarrassed to stay at this time, so he hugged Nan Qiao and retreated respectfully, and by the way, he also closed the door before going out.

Zhang Mingyang joked, "Your subordinates are getting better and better trained by you." ”

Nan Qiao picked up the chopsticks in his hand, put some vegetables into the bowl, and motioned for him to eat with him.

"You didn't come to Huguo Temple just to see my subordinates, did you?"

"Hehe~" Zhang Mingyang's eyes narrowed with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and it is not easy to enter the Xianwang Mansion, so I learned that you came here, so I rushed over to meet you." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Mingyang took out a box from his sleeve, "This is what you want." ”

Nan Qiao took the box and opened it to see that it was a small knife, which seemed to be sharp, but the blade was so short that it couldn't kill anyone at all.

She looked at Zhang Mingyang with inexplicable eyes, and Zhang Mingyang naturally saw her thoughts, so she explained,

"Don't underestimate you, no matter how good the clothes are, they can be cut by it, it's the tailoring tool left by the craftsman."

"So powerful?" Nan Qiao stared carefully at the blade.

Zhang Mingyang placed a small piece of golden material in front of her, "Do you want to try it?" ”

After a meal, Zhang Mingyang left.

Nan Qiao put the knife away and decided to keep it for another day.

At night, the strange feeling came again, she always felt that someone was around, but she thought it was a dream in a daze, so she ignored it.

On the third day, Cen Xi came to pick her up in person.

"Qiaoqiao, the temple is full of coarse tea and light rice, you see you have lost weight!"

In fact, Nan Qiao was not thin, and she was still worried that she would gain weight due to pregnancy, but the little thing in her stomach did not make her fat, and she was tossed in the first month, and then gradually stopped.

She took a step back, avoiding Cen Xi's outstretched hand, "This is Huguo Temple, in front of the Buddha, or..."

Cen Xi smiled slightly, "Qiao Qiao is right, it is in front of the Buddha, I may make a wish when I come, let the Buddha bless us to be together for the rest of our lives, and never be separated again!" ”

After speaking, he asked people to fetch incense, but Nan Qiao stood there quietly, still chuckling in his heart.

She thought, the Buddha should not agree to this kind of request, there are many young talents and deep beauties who ask for this every day, it should not be realized, not to mention that it will not work if you say it.

She could only comfort herself like this, but her palms were nervously holding cold sweat.

After a while, the monk brought incense and put his hands on Cen Xi's hands.

Cen Xi stepped forward and did not bow down, but bowed a few times.

But the next scene is a little weird.

The incense was plugged in and then broken.

It seems that he is deliberately working against Cen Xi.

Cen Xi frowned, obviously a little angry, "Are all the incense in your temple fake?" ”

The monk stepped forward and carefully explained, "If you go back to the prince, the incense in our temple is the best incense in Chang'an City, and there will be no fake!" ”

Cen Xi glared at the monk and threatened, "Go and bring incense to this king again, if this happens again, this king will cut off the heads of your bald donkeys!" ”