When he landed on a chess piece again, Mo Cheng's gaze swept over the chessboard, his brows furrowed again, and after a while, he looked at Mo Jingli's face.

After hesitating for a while, he put down the chess piece: "Do you have something on your mind?" ”

Mo Jingli jumped out of his thoughts and looked at Mo Cheng a little confused.

Mo Cheng sighed helplessly: "Why don't you leave first?" ”

Mo Jingli was stunned and shook his head: "It's okay." There were only two words, he was afraid that if he said more, he couldn't help but expose his emotions, but even if it was just two words, Mo Cheng still found that something was wrong under his careful attention.

"If you have anything to do now, go first, and next time we will play chess." As he spoke, he reached out and began to clean up the pieces on the board.

Mo Jingli no longer pushed, nor did he help Mo Cheng pack up the chessboard, got up, saluted, and left, he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, Mo Cheng would find out what he thought.

The pace is fast, all the way forward.

Near Qingshan Temple, Dong Qing looked around with some curiosity, and asked Mo Jingli, "What are you doing here?" ”

Mo Jingli didn't speak, but his face became a little colder, he glanced at Qingshan Temple, and then took Dong Qing and continued to walk inside.

"Please stop here." Seeing that Mo Jingli wanted to enter, the two little monks hurriedly blocked him.

Mo Jingli ignored it and continued to walk inside, the two little monks took a few steps forward, their faces were full of vigilance, and more monks in the temple also came out, they looked at Mo Jingli with hostility: "Please also ask the donor to stop, Qingshan Temple is not open to the public, if you insist on entering, don't blame us for being polite." ”

Mo Jingli's face turned cold again, but he didn't speak, and continued to walk forward, and the monks all gathered around him at once.

Seeing this, Dong Qing on the side sighed even more curiously: "What is this going to do?" ”

Seeing that the monks wanted to attack Mo Jingli, his curiosity instantly retracted, his expression was correct, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

The monk walked towards Mo Jingli's attack, Mo Jingli's expression remained the same, and he continued to walk, as if these monks did not exist.

When the monks saw him like this, they were curious, could it be that he was a fool, and he didn't know how to dodge, but the movements in his hands still did not stop.

When he was about to hit Mo Jingli, a hand suddenly stepped in, and in a few strokes, he knocked them all aside and opened a road, Mo Jingli's expression did not change in the slightest, and he walked along this road.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? After the monk was stopped, in response to their attack, he felt that they were not good, and he was even more vigilant and questioned sharply.

Mo Jingli continued to move forward step by step, how could they let him in, they all surrounded him.

"What the hell is this trying to do?" Dong Qing muttered, hurriedly stepped forward, and continued to help stop it.

Mo Jingli walked on Dong Qingkai's road and walked into the temple step by step.

The abbot rushed out, saw Mo Jingli, and hurriedly said: "Stop, Qingshan Temple is not something you can break in at will." ”

Mo Jingli had impatience on his face, and his hand moved slightly, but seeing that the person in front of him was the abbot, he thought that he might need to lead the way, so he patiently explained: "I'm here to find my mother's tomb." ”

He had a lot of power in his hands, and it seemed that as long as the abbot spoke another word of blocking, he would strike.

The abbot was stunned when he heard this, his expression changed slightly when he looked at Mo Jingli, and his attitude took a big turn: "I'm sorry, I was offended a lot before, and I ask the donor to forgive me." ”

Mo Jingli saw that his attitude changed, and the strength in his hand gradually dissipated, and he still asked impatiently: "What about my mother's tomb?" ”

The abbot's expression changed, and he apologized again: "I'm sorry, the donor is not good for us, and the tomb has been ...... Poaching ...... Yes...... It's been more than ten years. ”

The abbot hesitated a little bit, and paid more attention to Mo Jingli's expression.

Hearing the abbot's words, Mo Jingli was stunned, his face was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "What did you say?" ”

Hearing the shock in Mo Jingli's voice, the abbot was even more guilty: "Donor, it's all our fault for failing to protect the tomb." ”

Hearing this, Mo Jingli was sure that he had not heard it wrong: "Who dug up the tomb?" The murderous aura of his voice could not be hidden, and his eyes were full of anger and fierceness.

The abbot shook his head guiltily: "I'm sorry, donor, we don't know who it was back then...... under the hand. Because he saw that Mo Jingli's expression was getting more and more wrong, the abbot's words paused, and his voice became softer and softer, until in the end it was so small that it was almost inaudible.

But Mo Jingli still heard it clearly, and after listening to the abbot's words, he was even more angry, and suddenly bumped into the abbot, and the abbot took a few steps forward and continued to block the way: "Donor, stop, the tomb has been dug up." ”

"I don't believe it." Mo Jingli shook off the abbot as he spoke, and continued to walk forward, the abbot was thrown aside, looking at the anger on his face, he didn't dare to stop it again.

said that the grave was dug up, but said that the murderer could not be found, how could he believe it.

Mo Jingli rushed into the tomb, looking at the empty tomb, his face darkened, and the murderous aura on his body was involuntarily released.

He forcibly suppressed his emotions, leaned down to explore, Dong Qing followed, looked at him like this, and asked curiously: "What are you looking for?" ”

Mo Jingli didn't answer, and it took a long time to stand up: "Let's go." The voice was faint, but how well Dong Qing knew him, from his voice, he heard disappointment, grief and guilt.

He closed his mouth and went out with Mo Jingli, he knew that now was not the time to ask, and he wanted to give Mo Jingli time to calm down.

After leaving Qingshan Temple, Dong Qing felt that Mo Jingli's mood had calmed down a little, and then he asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Mo Jingli walked forward step by step, and when Dong Qing thought that he would not speak again, a voice suddenly sounded: "The emperor said that my mother is buried here." ”

This sentence was very abrupt, Dong Qing reacted for a while before he understood that he was answering what he had just said, thinking of the empty tomb, he couldn't help but gasp, could it be ......

"I checked just now, and the tomb is indeed empty, and I can't find any traces of theft." Mo Jingli's voice was soft, with grief and doubt in it.

Dong Qing saw that his thoughts were affirmed, his eyes were full of shock, and he looked at Mo Jingli carefully, for fear that his emotions would be out of control, and suddenly thought of a possibility: "Could it be that the emperor said a place at random, in fact, the tomb here is empty." ”

Mo Jingli didn't answer, he also thought of the possibility that Dong Qing said.

At night, Mo Cheng woke up from his dream, he gasped for breath and reached out to touch the cold sweat on his head.

He had just dreamed of Wanru, as if he had come to him to ask for his life, and after looking at the sky outside, he thought about it, got up, changed into his clothes, and walked out.

When the eunuch saw him come out, he was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, where are you going this big night?" ”

"Get ready, head to Aoyamaji Temple." Saying this, Mo Cheng felt that some of the burden on his body had been removed, and for so long, he had never gone to see Wanru because of guilt, and now it seemed that he should also go to see her.

The eunuch was a little surprised, suspecting that something was wrong with his ears, but he saw that Mo Cheng had been thinking about going ahead, and there was no other reaction, so he reacted after realizing it and chased after him: "Your Majesty, what Qingshan Temple to go to at night, it's better to wait until dawn to go." ”

"Do it now." Mo Cheng's tone was unquestionable, and as he spoke, he glanced up at the moon, as if you were okay? But you still hate me.

Seeing Mo Cheng like this, the eunuch didn't dare to persuade him anymore, so he went down to arrange the matter.

In the moonlight, Mo Cheng stepped into Qingshan Temple, and the monks inside came out in one go, seeing that it was Mo Cheng, he quickly got out of the way, and a monk was even more clever to run to find the abbot.

The abbot came out and saluted Mo Cheng: "I don't know what the emperor came to late at night?" ”

"I'm here to see it."

Hearing Mo Cheng's words, the guess in his heart was undoubtedly confirmed, his back was covered with cold sweat, and just as he was about to speak, Mo Cheng had already walked inside, and countless guards blocked their steps.

When Mo Cheng came to Wanru's tomb, his face suddenly changed, this turned out to be an empty tomb, and he couldn't help but regret that he hadn't come to see Wanru in the past few years, and Wanru's tomb was stolen.

Suddenly remembered something, and it happened that the abbot followed, and he hurriedly asked, "What is going on?" Let you guard the tomb, how do you guard it? ”

The abbot was taken aback and explained tremblingly: "Your Majesty, this tomb has been dug up more than ten years ago, and the murderer has not been found. ”

Mo Cheng's face became even more ugly: "Then why didn't you say it before." ”

The abbot was so frightened by Mo Cheng's inquiry that he didn't know what to say for a while, his mouth opened, and finally he closed it, thought about it for a while, and said softly: "We are afraid that the emperor will be angry." ”

Hearing this reason, Mo Cheng was even more angry, ignored the abbot, and ordered the guards on the side: "Investigate thoroughly, you must find out who the murderer is?" ”

A group of guards poured into the tomb, and Mo Cheng stood outside the tomb, staring coldly at the abbot.

After a while, the guards all came out to report: "The emperor...... Your Majesty, nothing was found. ”

Mo Cheng's face instantly darkened: "What do you want?" Then he glared angrily at the abbot.

The abbot was so frightened by his gaze that he took a step back: "Your Majesty, it's our fault, we are incompetent and failed to protect the tomb." ”

Hearing the abbot's words, the fire in Mo Cheng's heart did not dissipate, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and lightly spit out a few words: "Qingshan Temple is not good for protection." With that, he turned around and left with a dark face.

A group of guards behind understood what Mo Cheng meant, stepped forward, imprisoned all the people in the temple, poured oil on Qingshan Temple, and then threw the burning wooden sticks into Qingshan Temple.