245. The Escape from the Temple

After arranging everything, Meng Xiaoling still didn't feel at ease. After thinking for a while, she asked the maid next to her, where is Meng Shi now?

The maid replied that the old lady was discussing with Tang Fan Shizi in the room.

Hearing this answer, Meng Xiaoling smiled, she was not, of course she knew that the maid's status was low, and she didn't dare to tell the truth. If she didn't guess wrong, Tang Fan's wretched scumbag was suing the Meng family!

As the sun set, Su Xiaojin and Qin Wenya strolled through the temple arm in arm, listening to the deep and distant bells, and feeling the autumn scene, which had a unique artistic conception.

The temple at night is different from the daytime, fading away from the hustle and bustle, and more deep and quiet. Su Xiaojin raised his eyes and looked, although it was already autumn, the pines and cypresses in the courtyard were still green and upright.

Qin Wenya glanced at her, curious about what the host was looking for her during the day, but Su Xiaojin didn't dare to ask if she didn't say it.

After looking at the tall building for a while, Su Xiaojin yawned and asked Qin Wenya when she would rest. Qin Wenya also felt physically and mentally exhausted, and the two walked to their respective rooms together. After a day's trekking, my body was very tired, so I went back to my room to rest after a simple meal.

Gu Yu thoughtfully prepared the foot washing water and brought it to Su Xiaojin. Su Xiaojin's belly is getting bigger and bigger at this time, and it is a lot more cumbersome to act, taking off her shoes and washing her feet really needs someone to be by her side to help her, she may be a little shy at first, but as time goes by, her body becomes more and more bulky, and she feels that there is nothing.

Su Xiaojin was served by the ancient ballad and put his jade feet into a wooden barrel with a suitable temperature. The moment her feet first touched the water, she couldn't help but sigh softly, and her mouth was praised, it was so comfortable!

Laughing at the old ballad, after walking so many roads during the day, the whole body is comfortable when you soak your feet. Su Xiaojin joked with her that what would happen if she wasn't there, she couldn't help but wash it!

"Let Master Hou wash his wife!" The old ballad quipped. Master Hou loves his wife so much, he will definitely take care of her more attentively.

After Su Xiaojin heard this, Tang Muchen's appearance flashed in his mind, and the whole person instantly softened a lot.

Gu Yu saw her shy, knowing that she missed the Hou Ye, so he smiled secretly and didn't say anything.

On the other side, Qin Wenya had also packed up and lay on the bed, at this time she was already sleepy, and she fell asleep not long after lying down, leaving the maid to keep vigil outside.

In the dark of night, several black-clothed people hid on the roof of the temple and waited for an opportunity. They had been preparing for a long time, and they waited until they fell asleep before they did it.

The night was getting heavier, and the black splashes of ink seemed to make a cloak for tonight's plan. A leading man waved at his accomplice behind him, and the two men nodded and immediately flew down.

In a few moments, the flames were burning along the firewood room. Several people looked at the jumping firelight, and a triumphant smile appeared on their faces.

"It's on fire! It's on fire! After a while, there was a panicked voice from a little monk.

"Madame! Fast! It's on fire! The ancient rumor was the first to wake up, and she immediately ran to the inner room and called Su Xiaojin out of the bed.

Su Xiaojin, who was sleeping in a daze, immediately woke up a lot after hearing the word fire, and she told herself that she must stay calm, and the more times like this, the more she must calm down.

"Leave me alone, go and inform Miss Qin." Su Xiaojin pushed the ancient rumor and asked her to hurry up to find Qin Wenya.

The old rumor refused, when is it, how can you leave your lady alone. She grabbed a mattress from the bed and draped it on Su Xiaojin, holding her hand and running out desperately.

Su Xiaojin couldn't break free, so he could only run with her.

Outside the room, in the corridors, pilgrims and monks had escaped from the room, discussing in horror why the fire had occurred. Su Xiaojin looked at them one by one, but found that there was no Qin Wenya in the crowd.

"What about Qin Wenya? Where is she? Su Xiaojin asked eagerly.

The old rumor replied that she may not have come out yet. Hearing this, Su Xiaojin was anxious.

Ignoring the obstruction of the ancient rumors, she quickly ran to Qin Wenya's door. Through the window, she vaguely saw the figure of a woman, and before she had time to confirm whether it was Qin Wenya, she rushed into the sea of fire!

"Madame! Be careful! Gu Yu shouted anxiously in the back, and the scorching flames made her dare not take a step forward, so she had to helplessly hold Su Xiaojin's clothes and shout for help outside the door.

While praying that Su Xiaojin was safe, she called for the bamboo spirit. Hou Ye explained that he was not allowed to leave, and he must be nearby.

"Bamboo Spirit, where are you? Save Madame! The old ballad cried while shouting helplessly.

At this time, the bamboo spirit was fighting with a man in black. It turned out that before the fire broke out, he was attacked by a man in black. He followed the situation out, but found that the other party was no match for him, but he had been holding himself back.

He shouted in his heart and hurriedly ran back. The man in black saw that the fire on the opposite side had started, and the fire was out of control, and turned to leave with a smile on his face.

As soon as he returned to the temple, Zhu Ling saw Gu Yu standing there shouting for help, and several of his men were desperately fighting the fire.

"Where's Madame?" He was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to ask about the ancient rumors.

The old rumor cried that the lady went in to save Qin Wenya, and she hasn't come out yet.

Zhu Ling glanced at the house surrounded by fire, said to the ancient rumor, and turned to throw himself into the fire.

The old rumor is no longer crying. She prayed to the Buddha statue, blessed Zhu Ling to find his wife and Qin Wenya smoothly, and blessed them with peace and sound.

After Su Xiaojin entered the sea of fire, he heard Qin Wenya's faint cry for help. Due to the large amount of toxic smoke inhaled in her sleep, her whole voice became hoarse. The faithful maid of the Lord held her and tried not to let the fire burn on her.

Hearing Su Xiaojin shouting to herself, Qin Wenya was moved to tears. She knew that Su Xiaojin would definitely come to save herself. She grabbed the maid's arm, gritted her teeth and rushed out of the room, running in the direction of Su Xiaojin.

At this moment, a burned roof beam fell from the sky. When the three of them were at a loss, Zhu Ling arrived in time. As soon as it was too late, he pushed them away, and the wood fell to the ground, and the fire spread to the sky.

"Let's go!" He shouted, pushing the three of them towards the door.

Su Xiaojin no longer hesitated, and pulled Qin Wenya and Qinghe together to rush out of the fire-filled room.

Seeing that the three of them had come out, Gu Yu immediately stopped his tears and pounced on him to see if Su Xiaojin was injured. Su Xiaojin shook his head and looked back at the fire, the bamboo spirit had not come out yet, and he couldn't just leave.

Finally, Zhu Ling came out of the room panting. With a wound on his face burned by the fire, he ran out half-dead.

At this time, the fire was too fierce for them to stay in place.