She wanted to fight the man who was as cunning as a fox but as powerful as a lion.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll go back as soon as I go, you don't have to wait for me, hurry up and eat and go to rest." Yin Qi'an was not worried about Qiaolan, and said another word of advice before getting up and leaving.

Liyu Temple is located in the south of the city of Zhuli Mountain, the geographical location is relatively remote, but the victory is in the beautiful scenery, the four seasons are picturesque, so there are many dignitaries and nobles, poets and painters to visit, the popularity is quite high. Due to the increasing fame, Liyu Temple has also undergone three relatively large renovations and expansions, and has been quite large-scale at present, and Chongyang Temple, Jingtutai, Qiyu Pavilion and called the four unique fairylands.

At this time, the sky has been dark, the Liyu Temple has already lit up the lights and candles, accompanied by the waning moon that has faintly appeared in the sky, the winding road is full of poetry, the end of the road is a large green bamboo forest, the breeze blows through the bamboo forest, accompanied by the sound of insects, quiet and elegant.

On the right side of the bamboo forest is an octagonal pavilion, the stone table in the pavilion has been placed with snacks and a pot of wine, next to the stone table, a man in a purple shirt stands with his back to him, he puts his hands behind his back, and is looking at the meditation lake in front of him, thoughtfully.

Murong Qing took Yin Qi'an to the pavilion and said in a low voice: "Master Guoshi, Miss Yin has been invited." ”

The national teacher didn't look back, just raised his right hand lightly and shook it, Murong Qing understood, turned around and left.

"Miss Yin, do you know what purpose I invited you here this time?" The national teacher did not look back, put his hands behind his back again, and looked at the calm lake in front of him, his voice was calm without waves, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Yin Qi'an smiled slightly, regardless of whether the national teacher could see him or not, he sat down in front of the stone table and looked at the delicate pastries on the table: "Master National Teacher, we can only be regarded as having a one-sided relationship before this meeting, and the relationship is not close. But even so, the fact that you still sent someone to bring me over to meet you is very telling. ”

"Oh? What does it mean? The national teacher's face is slightly sideways, his delicate facial features, and his tall nose bridge looks a little evil in the slightly dim light.

Turning his head to look at the national teacher, Yin Qi'an smiled lightly: "You need me, at least in this case, you can't find a more suitable person than me." ”

The national teacher frowned slightly, turned to look at Yin Qi'an with a confident face, and the corners of his mouth rose: "You are more conceited than I imagined, there is a saying that how much ambition you need to have, I don't know if your ability can support your arrogance?" ”

"Master Guoshi, why don't we sit down and have a good talk? This wine doesn't taste good when it's cold. Yin Qi'an picked up the wine jug, filled the two wine glasses, and looked at the national teacher.

It's kind of funny, this woman is so special, if she is not talented and witty, she must be a fool who has no one in her eyes and can only talk on paper.

The national teacher walked over, sat down gently, took the wine glass in his fair and slender hand and drank it all, then looked at the pale green green jade wine glass in his hand, and played with it over and over again: "The remaining three corpses are gone." ”

"What?" Yin Qi'an raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the national teacher: "When?" ”