After Wan Anling was hit hard, he returned to the palace in a good mood.

If it weren't for the purple microstar blocking the hibiscus bird, she would have transferred all the hibiscus bird's life to herself.

"Empty year, what does Xuanjing say?"

Kong Nian frowned slightly and said, "Master Xuanjing didn't have any reaction. ”

Wan Anling was suddenly shocked: "How come!" ”

Xuanjing has always hated demons, has he recovered the memory of his previous life? No, the Xuanjing of this world is the Vinaya, not to mention that the fox demon does not have his heart and blood at all, what is the reason for this?

Wan Anling waited for a few days, but he never heard the news of Xuanjing's demon hunting.

She felt like someone had knocked her hard, could it be that because of the influence of her previous life, even if she had not recovered her memory, she would instinctively have a good impression of that fox demon?

"My lord, the national teacher has arrived at the gate of the city." The empty year whispered.

Wan Anling replied impatiently: "Got it." ”

She and Li Xiuyong are nominal masters and apprentices, and when Li Xiuyong returns to Beijing, she has to greet her at the palace gate.

At this moment, a little Taoist boy cried outside the door: "My lord, please save me!" ”

Kong Nian was afraid of disturbing her, so she was about to go to open the door, but she heard Wan Anling say: "Let people be dragged out of the palace and thrown into the mass grave to fend for themselves." ”

"Yes." The empty year agreed.

Wan Anling suddenly thought of something again, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Slow." You took him to Guoqing Temple to show Xuanjing, and said that this was the handiwork of the fox demon. ”

Kongnian was a little puzzled, but he still agreed.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a rotting smell that was disgusting.

I saw a little Taoist boy kneeling on the green brick, his right arm had rotted out of shape, and scattered rotten flesh fell off the ground from time to time, faintly revealing Bai Sensen's bones.

Kong Nian was accustomed to seeing dead bodies and bloodshed, but he was also startled by this little Taoist boy.

As soon as Xiao Daotong saw him, he cried weakly: "Lord Kongnian, please save me." ”

"How did you become like this?" Standing with empty hands.

Xiaodao Tong trembled, but unexpectedly, the carrion on his arm fell: "I don't know, it's just that after giving medicine to Wan Daren, that's it." ”

After he gave Wan Anling the medicine, he felt that his arm was extremely itchy, he couldn't help but scratch it with his left hand, and then the more itchy it became, after a few days, he didn't expect to lose a piece of meat as soon as he grabbed it, he didn't dare to scratch it, he didn't expect that his arm gradually stopped itching, but then it was like the pain of ten thousand insects gnawing, and his right arm was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Follow me."

Wan Anling listened to the sound outside gradually disappeared, and knew that Kong Nian took the little Taoist boy to Guoqing Temple.

She sat in front of the vanity mirror, raised her hand and gently traced her eyebrows with a conch, and the corners of her lips couldn't stop smiling.

The fox demon used spiritual power to split a hole in her back, and she used the marrow washing cream left by Li Xiuyong before leaving, this ointment can quickly heal the wounds caused by the big demon, but there is a shortcoming, it must be rubbed by a boy, and the ointment will follow the boy's arm, and all the essence in the boy's body will be moved to the wound, which is the secret that the wound can heal quickly.

However, the boy who rubs the medicine will become the target of the ointment, starting to rot from the arm, gradually spreading all over the body, until it becomes a pile of white bones, and then he can die.

Since Xiao Daotong touched the wound on her back, he was bound to be stained with the demonic aura of the fox demon.

With just a little bit of it, Xuanjing can detect it.

She didn't believe that Xuanjing was indifferent this time!

On the day the national teacher returned to Beijing, almost all the people in Beijing spontaneously took to the streets to greet him.

Ying Qi stood on the Hongyan Tower, standing by the window, and the middle-aged man on the long street who was fairy-like, the man twisted a long beard, and a trace of inquiry flashed in his eyes.

To her surprise, she couldn't see the Taoism of the national teacher.

This realization made her heart tremble suddenly, could it be that Li Xiuyong's Tao was above her?

"Shuli, do you see anything?" Qin Yi looked at her from the side, frowning slightly, as if she was a little dignified, and couldn't help but ask.

I heard Qin Yi say that the origin of the national teacher is also sparse and ordinary, and now when the emperor is still the prince, Li Xiuyong is the strategist of his house, and after ascending the throne, he was named the national teacher.

There is only one strange thing, Li Xiuyong will leave the capital every three years for half a year, without half an entourage, and no one knows where he has gone and what he has done in the past six months.

"We need to see again."

Coming out of Hongyan Tower, Ying Qi said goodbye to Qin Yi, and remembered that he hadn't gone to Xuanjing for several days, so he went in the direction of Guoqing Temple.

Qin Yi frowned and looked at the direction she was leaving, with a faint displeasure in his eyes.

In the Guoqing Temple, Xuanjing stood in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, looking at the pilgrims coming and going.

Hui Ming looked at him from a distance and muttered in a low voice, "Uncle Xuanjing has been there in a daze for a long time. ”

Uncle Xuanjing has been very strange these days, and his originally cold eyes have become more and more cold, sometimes during the evening class, a person frowns, and the abbot of Daozhen has asked him what is wrong, but he glanced at him indifferently.

The situation of being in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall for a long time like this has appeared more than once.

Huikong hurriedly covered his mouth and said mysteriously: "What are you talking about, Uncle Xuanjing is looking at the karma on the donors!" ”

Hui Ming nodded as if he didn't understand, raised his fleshy little face and said enviously: "Senior Brother Huikong, you are so powerful, you know everything." ”

Huikong smiled proudly: "That is, you still have a lot to learn." ”

"Huikong Huiming, but you're lazy again?"

A cold voice came, and Huiming Huikong was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly saluted in a proper manner: "The disciple knows that he is wrong." ”

Xuanjing's eyes fell on the pilgrims who came and went, and his thin lips were pursed.

The fox hadn't come to him for several days, but the day before yesterday, he happened to hear a lady who had come to offer incense whispering to others that there was a stunning woman in red beside Prince Sheng, which made many girls in the capital sad.

For some reason, as soon as he heard the words of the stunning woman in red, it was the figure of the fox that instantly appeared in his mind.

The fox harassed him for a few days, but he was not relieved at all, but was restless about what he did.

Seeing that the sun was gradually sinking in the west, Xuanjing forcibly suppressed the thin anger in his heart.

It's really a demagogic fox who has become a spirit, and even his mind can't be at peace.

Xuanjing turned around and entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall, sat on the futon, closed his eyes and began to chant the scriptures.

Huiming scratched his head, now that he is about to run out of food, why did Uncle Shi come in and recite the scriptures.

Huikong saw that he wanted to go up and ask Xuanjing, so he hurriedly pulled him away.

As soon as Xuanjing read a scripture, he heard Huikong's cautious voice coming from the door, "Uncle Xuanjing, the empty year benefactor is here." ”

"Something's going to make him come back tomorrow."

Xuanjing is not like ordinary monks with a good temper, on the contrary, he has an indifferent and eccentric personality, and even the abbot and abbot dare not provoke easily.

"Human life is at stake, and Master Xuanjing is turning a blind eye like this?"

There was a sound of empty years outside the hall, and Xuanjing opened his eyes, and his eyes were a little impatient.