Fengqiyuan, in front of Xingjiao Temple.

A group of officers and soldiers stopped.

And in the two carriages at the forefront,

A burly monk in a robe, with a smile on his face, got off the carriage, walked to another carriage, and saluted respectfully: "Immortal Master Zhang, Xingjiao Temple has arrived." ”

"Hmm." A faint voice sounded, Zhang Mingxue opened the carriage curtain and looked at the temple in front of him.

The temple is not large, whether it is bricks or wall plaster, it can be seen that the temple was not built very recently.

"Master Xue, this is the place where Master Xuanzang buries his bones?"

Zhang Mingxue looked at the two tallest buildings in the temple and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Xue Huaiyi smiled, "After Master Xuanzang died, he was buried in Bailuyuan. However, the white deer plain is on higher ground, and you can easily see Master Xuanzang's spiritual pagoda in the palace. ”

"Every time Emperor Gaozong saw the spiritual pagoda, he would cry sadly because he missed Master Xuanzang. Seeing this, the queen of heaven asked Master Xuanzang's spiritual pagoda to be moved to Fengqiyuan, and built a Xingjiao Temple here. ”

"If we want to find scriptures from Buddhist scriptures that are useful for the enthronement of the Queen of Heaven, the only places with the most scriptures are from the White Horse Temple presided over by the poor monks, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in the Ci'en Temple in Chang'an City, and the Tibetan Scripture Pagoda of the Xingjiao Temple."

"Tang Sanzang ......" Zhang Mingxue raised her head slightly, looking at the tallest building in Xingjiao Temple - the spiritual pagoda where Tang Sanzang's bones and relics were buried!

What Zhang Mingxue didn't know was that at this time, in the spirit tower, two figures were also quietly looking at her.

"Senior brother, do you want to kill?" One of them, a tall man, asked softly.

This big man has a thick beard, fiery red hair, and nine fist-sized Buddha beads hanging around his neck.

"Master is not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry?" Another thin figure turned to leave.

A meter of sunlight outside the window shone on him, reflecting a layer of golden hair.

And the strange thing is that the arms of this thin figure are much longer than ordinary people, and they hang down directly to the knees.

"But the second senior brother was killed." The burly man looked at the thin figure with some unwillingness.

"That dead fat pig, if you are killed, you will be killed, my grandson is going to sleep." The thin man yawned, and the figure faded into the darkness.

The burly man clenched a treasure staff in his hand, and looked at Zhang Mingxue, who was greeted by many monks under the tower, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

……

"Xue Huaiyi's donkey, you just sent him out?"

In the palace, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face looked at Wu Zetian coldly.

"That donkey demon knows too many things, anyway, he is useless now, just let him have a good rest." Wu Zetian took a glass of wine and took a sip gently.

"Is it that at the end of the day, even I have to take a good rest?" The middle-aged man's expression became even colder.

"Look at what you said." Wu Zetian smiled back, his fingers lightly slid over the middle-aged man's face, "Since my father died, you have always been taking care of me, I have long regarded you as my dearest, even my body is yours, how can I harm you?" ”

"When I sit on the emperor and swallow this purple micro nebula and the dragon qi enshrined by the people of the Tang Dynasty, after you and I double cultivate, we can all turn into dragons."

"As for me sending that old donkey to Xingjiao Temple to die, it's just to stabilize Li Qing's gang."

"This group of people came out of nowhere, all of them are not simple, maybe they will also compete with you and me for Ziwei Nebula and Dragon Qi. It's good for you and me to make them a little weaker now. ”

The corners of Wu Zetian's mouth showed a chuckle: "Especially the little girl who can control the grass and trees, that day in the Imperial Garden, suddenly made a hundred flowers bloom, and almost exposed the peony that I sealed." ”

"If I hadn't pretended to be angry at the time, and directly made a final decision and condemned the peony, it is likely that my identity would have been exposed at that time."

Wu Zetian shook his head and casually put down the wine glass in his hand.

"That little girl must die, but I want her to die normally, and death has nothing to do with me, so I have to let the old donkey go to her funeral."

"Although I borrowed a knife to kill people, but a favored lover died on my side, and a little girl died on their side, and there were losses on both sides, so naturally I would not be suspicious."

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

Wu Zetian's eyes showed an excited light, and a crimson snake letter stretched out from her mouth.

……

In the back garden of the General's Mansion, Zhao Youde, Luo Yue, Ke Shaodong, as well as Taiping Princess Li Lingyue, Di Renjie, Wu Sansi and others sat together.

"Luo Yue, the people on this piece of paper are all people who want to be killed." Zhao Youde handed a piece of paper to Luo Yue.

"Fifty-three?" Luo Yue raised his eyebrows, "If you only kill so many people, will you kill too few?" ”

Di Renjie, Wu Sansi and others jumped eyelids.

These fifty-three people were chosen by them and Wu Zetian for thousands of attempts, and it is certain that these fifty-three people will definitely oppose Wu Zetian's accession to the throne.

There are only seventy or eighty people in the entire court who hold great power, status, and fame, and now more than half of them are killed.

Even, this still adopts Li Qing's method, kill the right and not the vice, and kill the deputy but not the positive!

"Killing too many people in one night will make the court fall into a huge panic, so let's kill these fifty-three first, I believe it can also deter others."

Zhao Youde said casually, as if what he was judging now was not the life and death of people, but a group of ants.

"After I use the Yellow Turban Lux tonight, you two will start killing, remember, it's best to kill people without anyone detecting them, and it's best not to kill anyone other than these fifty-three people."

"It's so troublesome, how nice it would be to kill them all." Luo Yue pursed his lips, and was about to pick up the paper to see who it was, when Zhao Youde's face suddenly changed, and he quickly took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms.

I saw that there were traces of five drops of blood on this rune paper.

At this time, one of the traces of blood slowly dissipated as if it were burning, and after a while, only four drops of blood remained on the entire rune paper.

And Zhao Youde, Luo Yue, and Ke Shaodong, the faces of the three of them instantly became gloomy and ugly.

The five drops of blood on this rune paper represent Li Qing's five players.

And now the blood droplets belonging to Zhang Mingxue have dissipated, which can only mean one thing, Zhang Mingxue...... He's dead!

"If I'm not mistaken, Zhang Mingxue seems to be in charge of finding some allusions and scriptures from the Buddhist scriptures that are beneficial to Wu Zetian's ascension to the throne......" Luo Yue cocked his orchid fingers and stroked his beard, with a playful look on his face.

As for the White Horse Temple and the Ci'en Temple, Zhang Mingxue had already collected all the Buddhist scriptures of these two temples in the morning. What she is going to now should be the Xingjiao Temple where Tang Sanzang is buried, right? ”

"Even the energy fluctuations of the fight have not been transmitted, it can be seen that the strength of Zhang Mingxue and the other party should be very different, so they will be directly suppressed and killed, and they will not even have the strength to resist."

"And the ...... in the Xingjiao Temple that can kill her Hehe......"

Luo Yue covered his mouth and smiled, revealing a charming gesture between his eyebrows, "Could it be,

In the background of this game,

And the story elements of "Journey to the West"?! ”