The candle flame flickered, reflecting the shadow of the man bowing his head slightly. The door was pushed open suddenly, Wuyong looked up, and Jun Luo also looked at him in surprise: "Why are you here?" She withdrew and took a look again, making sure that she was pushing open the door of her room, looking at Wuyong's helpless expression, she suddenly realized 'oh': "Look at the way you have been waiting for a long time, are you worried about me?"

The woman in red walked to the table and cut off the red candle flower, and there seemed to be some red marks on her bare right wrist, which caused Wuyong to speak: "Your bracelet ......"

"Shattered. He threw the scissors on the table, and sat down across from him. The woman's forehead was scattered with strands of hair that only reached her chin, and the incision was flat, as if it had been cut by some sharp weapon, and although there were no wounds, there was a faint smell of burning on her body, as if she had just come out of the fire. "You've gone to the Daocheng Temple. That's an affirmative. Jun Luo nodded: "I wanted to sneak in quietly, but when I arrived a thousand meters outside the temple, I was blocked by a force, not a demonic power, I guess it was some magic weapon in the temple, I felt that I was a threat to the temple, so I was warned." I wanted to try again, but an onmyoji who didn't know where to come from suddenly jumped out, that old thing really had some strength, summoned a fire wolf, scorched a small area of the forest, fortunately I withdrew quickly...... But he didn't taste any sweetness, although the wolf was very powerful, but the old man was terriblely weak, and I took half his life with a whip. ”

"......" Wuyong, who had not really seen Jun Luo with a whip, was silent for a moment, thinking about her sharp knife technique and tricky hairpin when he rescued her, he had no doubt about how strong this Longquan Sword Master's whip technique was. As for the things that stopped her in the temple, Wu Yong thought of the thin old man on the bed, and said lightly: "It should be the ancestral treasure that Genji deposited in the Daocheng Temple that is blocking you, although I don't know what it is, but I know a little, this thing is related to the Three Emperors, and it is a remnant of ancient times." ”

Jianmu! Junluo's heart moved, but there was some doubt on his face: "Why should the ancestral treasure of the Genji family be stored in the Daocheng Temple?

Wu Yong smiled faintly: "The Genji clan rarely sees people who practice the Dharma, and when Sakura was on the boat, Sakura said that her father was good friends with the abbot of Daocheng Temple, and his father was relieved to come to this building wood and put it in the temple." ”

"I see that the whole house respects you very much, and it seems that Sakurahime is a little contemptuous, her father respects you so much, but she is not like this, Wuyong, don't you think it's funny?" Jun Luo blinked, and saw the man in white nod approvingly, and said in a low voice: "It's really interesting." ”

He relayed the words Sakura had spoken to him on the boat to Junluo, who listened quietly, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, and only after stopping without stopping did he slowly speak: "I have a bold idea......"

"She lied. ”

After speaking in unison, the two were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other and smiled. There is no need to say anything superfluous, both of them have guesses in their hearts, and the communication between smart people, one look is enough. Sakurahime said that she did this kind of thing in order to save her father, but the whole house, including his father's maids, looked at her with disdain, and she seemed to be used to such an atmosphere;

It's not too early, Wuyong told Jun Luo to go to Daocheng Temple tomorrow and left, and when Jun Luo blew out the candles, Wuyong's room also darkened, his work and rest are very regular, and he will fall asleep before the hour.

And in the dark, Jun Luo on the tatami mat turned over, and a purple flame ignited on his fingertips, and the flame burned out, and a note fell, which was from Ah Zi: Xia Han has seen Wu. I don't know if Xia Pingya instructed it. Follow?

Xia Pingya's, how could Xia Han know that it must have been Xia Han who saw that person by accident...... Jun Luo looked at the note, and there was a plan secretly formed in her heart, and after a while, she got dark, picked up the pen and wrote something, and a blue and white flame flashed, and it seemed to be just an illusion.

Master bedroom.

Sakurahime knelt in front of her father's couch, her head bowed, her eyes entangled in the intricate patterns of her kimono, and there was no expression on her face. Gen Hiiragi sat back, his face was yellow from the torture of illness, but the whole person was still majestic. He stared at his eldest daughter, who was beautiful and outstanding in front of him, and her beautiful face like cherry blossoms was as beautiful as when she was a child. It is said that girls are born like aunts, and Sakurahime does look very similar to Yuan Xing, but this cold temperament is the same as her mother Fujita Miwako.

"Go to Penglai, you have worked hard. After a while, Gen Hiiragi spoke.

"It's Sakura's responsibility to share her father's worries. The woman bent down and saluted, obviously it should be very respectful, but it was inexplicably a little harsh. Her father coughed twice, and the maid next to him hurriedly handed over the water, but was waved away by Yuan Hiiragi: "Smack!"

The cup shattered beside Sakura, and the warm water splashed the hem of her skirt. The woman's gaze moved away from the pattern, landed on the fragment of the cup, and reached out to pick it up, as if she were the next person-"Share your worries? You are already the emperor's own Sakurahime, why do you need to share your worries for me, this old thing? You hurry up and stay with your Jiuqu mind, just for me to renew my life!"

My father's words were wrong. Sakura looked up at her father, with grievances in her eyes, and her voice was slightly raised: "Everything Sakura does is for the Genji family. The three younger brothers are playful, the father is seriously ill in bed, and the Fujita family is pressing step by step in the court, although the father doesn't like Sakura, but one is prosperous and one is lost, why should Sakura harm herself?"

"When your mother colluded with her mother's family to frame you, do you think your daughter is also an ordinary person?"

"Shut up!" Yuan Hiiragi slapped a few hard, and his eyes were stern: "I don't care what you're planning, the immortal chief has arrived here, you just need to accompany the immortal chief, and then prepare to marry Penglai, and for the rest, don't say one more word and do one more thing." And ......"

"If you really want to get rid of your mother, burn the tablet in your cabinet before you talk. ”

The purple-clothed woman's pupils dilated suddenly, and she was stunned for a while, then returned to expressionlessness.

"Yes, Father. Sakura saluted and walked out of the room under Gen Hiiragi's gaze.

In the dark night sky, a silver moon, three or two stars, under the cold light, all beings are silent.

Next.

On the mountain road to Doseiji Temple, Sakura and Hanashi walk in front. Sakura is dressed in a lotus color kimono, plain and elegant, particularly eye-catching in the dark green forest, every step, the golden bell tied with the red rope around the waist rings, crisp and pleasant. In the early morning, the mountain mist is shrouded, and the mountain gate and cornices of Daocheng Temple can be seen in the distance, if you don't come here utilitarianly, Junluo is really willing to slow down and enjoy the silence of this forest.

When—dang—dang—the sound of a deep and distant bell came from the top of the mountain, and with the sound of the bell, a cold air suddenly hit, and vicious resentment seemed to come from all directions, staring closely at this group of people. Sakura, who was walking in front, couldn't help but tremble, but Hanashi and the few samurai behind her didn't feel any discomfort, she glanced back at Wuyong and Junluo, her eyes with a hint of inquiry, and at the moment when she turned around, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the forest, rushing straight to the nearest Sakura!

"Be careful!" I only heard the sound of two sharp weapons breaking through the air, and a white shadow flew past Sakura's hair, and the thing was dexterously dodging, and was stepping on the yin and yang fan, and heard the sound of chains ringing in my ears, and the nine-section whip wrapped around one of its feet - "Meow!" The nine-tailed cat screamed angrily, the black gas suddenly expanded, and spread rapidly along the whip to Jun Luo, Jun Luo pinched a trick in his left hand, and a blue and white fairy force hit the whip, and the two faced each other, and Jun Luo had a clear advantage. The nine-tailed cat howled, knowing that it was invincible, and pounced straight at the woman in red, and the woman took advantage of the situation, and a dagger popped out from the handle of the whip, stabbing the cat's head - just heard a terrible cat meow, and the nine-tailed cat turned into a puff of black smoke, and Jun Luo took a step back, and there were two more scratches on the back of his hand holding the dagger, and blood flowed for a while.

This change happened too quickly, from the black shadow to Junluo's injury, but in the blink of an eye, Hanashi and the others reacted: "Sakurahime, protect Sakurahime!" Although the samurai behind were reluctant, they still surrounded Sakura and protected Sakura in the middle.

"Is this the immortal cultivator of the Celestial Empire?" A feminine male voice came from the forest, the mist gradually dissipated, the man's figure gradually became clear, he was wearing a blue hunting robe, his figure was slender, his facial features were beautiful, his eyes were as black as eternal night and looked at everyone, and the corners of his lips hooked up a sarcastic smile: "It is said that Sakurahime brought back is an immortal who cultivates in the East China Sea, but I didn't expect that the immortal has this ability, and even I can't deal with a nine-tailed cat." ”

Passing past the samurai in front of him, the man's gaze fell on Sakura's face, and the sarcastic smile intensified.

"Yin Yang Liao ......"