Mu Jiu took the fish and smelled it, it was just baked, it was still a little hot, the aroma was also good, and the taste of spices, I couldn't see that the six princes still had this skill, but I don't know if it was baked by himself or by his subordinates.

Mu Jiu had just finished eating the fish, Mingguang came with the food, looking at the fish bones on the table that had not been thrown away, he only frowned, and after putting down the tray, he wrapped those in oiled paper.

The pious appearance made Mu Jiu speechless: "Let me explain the light, you won't be going to take this fish bone and bury it by the way, right?" ”

She felt that Mingguang, a dumb monk, could do this.

Mingguang slapped the Buddha with one hand: "Amitabha, since it appeared in my Buddhist gate, the poor monk buried it, why not?" ”

Mu Jiu tugged at the corners of his lips: "It's okay, just let you wait, there is still one little herring there that hasn't been eaten." ”

Xiao Qingyu immediately sped up the speed of eating the fish, and then respectfully handed the fish bones to Mingguang, and felt guilty for eating the fish for the first time.

Waiting for Mingguang to go out with the fish bones, Mu Jiu picked up the chopsticks to eat the food on the table, the herring fish took a look, and was very surprised, this color and fragrance are actually Zhai dishes?

Doesn't it mean that the vegetarian dishes are all vegetarian and the clear soup is low in water?

Mu Jiu saw the confusion on her little face, and explained: "Mingguang has often traveled with Master Yuan, learned a lot of cooking methods, and in some places you can make Zhai vegetables into the taste of meat, which is a craft that can't be eaten elsewhere, come and taste it." ”

Three dishes, two bowls of rice, the master and servant are completely enough.

After eating a few bites of food, Xiao Qingyu held the rice bowl and couldn't wait to swallow the bowl: "Master, this Master Mingguang's craftsmanship is too good, it's a pity not to let him be a cook." ”

Is it a cook who is delayed by being a monk?

Mu Jiu smiled, she eats everything, she is not a person who wants to be happy, but the food made by Mingguang is really delicious, the most important thing is that there are all over the world, and every time she comes back, she changes different dishes, and she, a cat in Chujing, is the only one who can satisfy her hunger.

After eating, Mu Jiu let Xiao Qingyu sleep by herself, while she went to the Buddha Hall, under the statue of the god, Mingguang sat cross-legged in a blue-gray robe, knocked on the wooden fish with his eyes closed, and read the scriptures softly in his mouth.

Mu Jiu didn't bother him, pulled a futon and leaned against the pillar, looked at the huge statue of the Buddha, and slowly closed his eyes with his hands behind his head.

The old monk always said that she had no relationship with the Buddha, but Mu Jiu didn't think that she felt that her fate was deep, otherwise there were thousands of pleasant piano sounds in this world, why did she sleep sweetly only when she listened to the sound of chanting?

If you want to stay with the scriptures for the rest of your life, it must be a good choice.

Mu Jiu rarely fell asleep all at once, but he didn't sleep for long, a cold wind blew from outside the hall, Mu Jiu opened his eyes, a pair of eyes were empty and faint, and the next moment he suddenly got up and pressed back the bright light that was about to go out to see, and his soft voice revealed two points of treachery in the night: "The little monk should recite the scriptures, you don't need to worry about these things." ”

Mingguang's face struggled: "There are still pilgrims in the temple, they are innocent, and the poor monks can't turn a blind eye." ”

Mu Jiu sneered: "Are you, a monk who has never killed anyone, run to stop those killers who kill like hemp and deliver food?" ”

After speaking, he simply clicked on his acupoint, and he was obedient if he didn't speak or move.

The little herring groped over, with a childish little face.

"Master." She knelt down on one knee: "It's for the six princes, and they all went to the meditation room on the left." ”

This is really not surprising, I think it is the person who assassinated during the day who has made a comeback, it is rare for Xiao Junshu and Xiahou Jin to be left alone, so it is natural to destroy them all.

However, Mu Jiu didn't believe that Xiao Junshu had not prepared anything, if the dignified military marquis was assassinated here, it would be really ridiculous and generous.

The meditation room on the left was in full swing, and as Mu Jiu guessed, Xiao Junshu's secret guards had long been dormant in the shadows, waiting for the arrival of these people to wipe them out.

The holy place of Buddhism, where it is forbidden to kill, is now swords, swords, and shadows, and blood stains the gables.

This is a grudge between the two parties, and those killers also have a clear goal, that is, they want the heads of Xiao Junshu and the six princes, and the others have no time to pay attention to it, but there is an accident here.

Mu Lianxin didn't know how to run there, and was seen by a killer, seeing that the killer was about to rush over to kill her, she suddenly rushed to the middle: "Sixth Highness, help." ”

"I'll go, where did she get out of?"

Xiahou Jin was startled, but she finally knew that Mu Lianxin was the young lady of the Mu family, so she immediately rushed over and picked up the killer's sword and pulled her up: "Come in." ”

The two killers saw that Xiahou Jin actually cared about this woman, and attacked him at the same time, Xiahou Jian's kung fu was difficult to deal with one killer, let alone two, and there was a Mu mercy behind him, and he had a sword on his arm that had not eased up, and the next killing move was straight to the door.

Seeing that he was about to hang up, Xiahou Jin was so frightened that his heart stopped, and between the lightning and flint, a long sword of Sen Han came out of the air, opening a deadly attack, it was Xiao Junshu.

However, Xiao Junshu is not optimistic, he himself is injured, just now he was far away, threw the sword out and blinked his eyes to save people, inevitably exposed the gap, and received another sword in the back, but in the end it was the person who went to the battlefield, he fought hard, and immediately returned it, and there were two more corpses on the ground in an instant.

Xiahou Jin covered her arms and retreated to the foot of the wall, next to her was Mu Lianxin, who was frightened and turned pale, and did not forget to care about Xiahou Jian: "Your Highness, you are not seriously injured, do you want me to help you bandage it." ”

Xiahou Jin was so painful that he didn't want to speak, this sword slashing on his body was not for fun, he was not as good as Xiao Junshu, even if the knife was pierced on his body, he didn't frown, he looked at Mu Lianxin angrily: "Save your life, this hall and Dingbei Hou are both stabbed for you, what is running around in the middle of the night?" ”

Mu Lianxin was so aggrieved that he cried out in an instant: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just couldn't get up and walk in bed, but I got lost, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, woo woo woo woo ......"

Xiahou Jin's head was about to explode when she heard this woman's crying, please, he didn't cry yet, the injured one?

Suddenly, a black shadow came over and grabbed Xiahou Jin by the collar directly: "Go." ”

"Woohoo." The rain of arrows fell from the sky, shining with a blue faint light, and it was all quenched and poisoned.

It was naturally Xiao Junshu who dragged Xiahou Jin away, as for Mu Lianxin, he was directly knocked out by the south wind and picked up, Xiahou Jin looked speechless, this doesn't know how to pity the wood pimple of the jade, how can she be so rude to girls?