Wuchen didn't expect that he would still open the door.

He was about to go to the Mahavira Hall to chant and hold mantras, but halfway through, his heart involuntarily became flustered.

In such a state of mind, it is a sin to never go to the Buddha again. Wuchen sighed lightly in his heart, and secretly blamed himself for not being able to practice at home.

Rong Wan, so she settled in the mountain forest next to the temple.

The house was originally there, but it was very dilapidated, so Wuchen personally went to the mountains to quarry stones and chop firewood, helped her repair the house, and after cleaning it, she took out some bedding from the house and sent it to Rong Wan's house.

From beginning to end, Rong Wan has always been by Wuchen's side.

Whether it is going up the mountain to chop firewood or taking care of children, Rong Wan is gradually getting up to scratch.

Rong Wan's face was always smiling.

She asked Wuchen, "Hey, monk, why are you so good to me?" ”

Wuchen clasped his hands together and said without changing his face: "The poor monk is afraid that the donor will hurt the innocent, and now it seems that if you are placed next to the Buddhist temple, the poor monk can also have a little less worries." ”

Rong Wan suddenly became angry: "You are planning to do this, am I like a big devil who kills innocents indiscriminately?" ”

Wuchen didn't speak, but his hands were not idle, he seemed to be very serious no matter what he did.

Wuchen did mean to look at Rong Wan.

Admittedly, she is a dangerous youkai. Once it breaks out, a lot of people will die.

Now the order for the wanted demon has been posted in many places, but Wuchen still hasn't sent Rong Wan to the government.

The repression back then was because he was wrong. Rong Wan killed the bandits who were looting everywhere at that time, but he was mistaken for a monster who killed innocents indiscriminately.

Wuchen said to himself in his heart that this was a repentance of his past mistakes.

That's it, let her go.

If nothing else happened, maybe Rong Wan would have really settled here.

She has a gentle nature, and the people in the mountain village gradually become familiar with her. No one until there was a girl living here, who was rescued by the abbot of Longtan Temple.

Some people in the village moved their minds and invited matchmakers to come to the door, but all of them were rejected by Rong Wan.

She lives an ordinary life here, and even sometimes, she has forgotten her true identity.

……

The weather in winter is sometimes good and sometimes bad.

More than ten miles away from Longtan Temple, there is a road to the divine capital.

This road is from Hengzhou Mansion and extends all the way from the north, and usually only some business travelers choose to take this road.

Even during the snowfall season, there are still merchants transporting their goods from place to place. Everything is for a living.

The wind rattled the bells on the tethered horses, and the cold air was filled with the smell of blood. There was a pool of blood on the ground, bright red blood seeping from the surface of the snow all the way down below.

The carriage that was originally tethered to the horse has been completely detached from the horse. The horse was rummaging aimlessly through the snow on the ground for grass to eat, unaware that his master was dead.

There was a robbery here.

The dart masters of the Guangyuan Dart Bureau suffered heavy casualties, more than a dozen people, and the last one who survived was Lin Zhen, the young dart head.

He was hiding behind a rock, and in his sight, there were five or six men in black, looking for him back and forth.