Xiao Junshu's people disposed of the corpse and blood very quickly, and there were more than 30 monks in Nanshan Temple, all of whom gathered together at this moment to recite the mantra of the dead for the deceased.

The sandalwood burned, the fragrance covered up the smell of blood, and the murderous aura gradually disappeared in the Sanskrit sound.

However, what happened is not covered and disappeared, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Mu Jiu wanted to copy the Buddhist scriptures, but suddenly touched the Yin Lei Wood given by the old monk, so he simply took a knife and climbed on the roof to cut the wood.

Opposite is the Buddha Hall, where the monks lit thousands of lamps at a time, and all of them were brightly lit.

Yin Lei Wood is not much bigger than a palm, Mu Jiu is going to make a wooden hairpin, and the rest is made into a small wooden card, but this wood is extremely hard, and she can't cut off much skin when she scrapes and hangs around, it is very labor-intensive, and it is good to kill time.

Yin Thunder Wood calmed the soul, Mu Jiu took it and sharpened it for a while, and the irritability that was full of blood gradually faded away, and finally concentrated on cutting the wood into a concentration, so that there were more people beside him than noticing.

When she finally stopped, her neck hurt, and the sky had begun to glow, and she sat until dawn.

Just as he was about to get up, he found that there was another person next to him, and when he turned his head to look, he was dressed in a dark but gorgeous brocade robe, and raised his eyes to Xiao Junshu's cold face: "Your Excellency Lord Hou, didn't we say that we should go on one side of the road to the sky?" Can you stop coming to me? It's not good to meet you. ”

She felt that she was always unlucky, and it must be because she hadn't killed him yet.

"I didn't come to you on purpose, how can it be considered a breach of contract?"

"Qubble." Things could have been changed before, but now standing next to her is different from what I said before.

Xiao Junshu looked at her lightly, and the cold breeze blew his sleeves: "This roof is yours?" ”

The implication is that the road is facing the sky, anyone can walk, and everyone can stand on the roof.

The morning light gradually appeared in the sky, and Xiao Junshu said lightly: "Although Mu Qinglin is only a civil official, the Mu family is also a century-old family, and it has gone through two dynasties, if he knows that someone is impersonating his daughter's identity, what do you think he will do?" ”

Mu Jiu sneered: "Who told you that I am not the daughter of the Mu family?" ”

"Intuition."

"Heh, it turns out that the dignified Dingbei Hou relied on intuition to judge a thing, and he has seen it for a long time."

"The evidence will be there." Xiao Junshu looked at Mu Jiu, his eyes were deep and cold: "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, as long as Mu Qinglin believes it." ”

Mu Jiu tilted his head: "Is this a threat to me?" ”

"Just a fact."

With a posture of sitting back and waiting to see her unlucky, Mu Jiuhou's tooth socket is itchy, why does this person owe it so much?

Seeing Xiao Junshu's domineering appearance and ready to leave, Mu Jiu's body moved one step ahead of his head and kicked over.

"Uh......" actually kicked it.

Seeing Xiao Junshu fall straight to the ground, although he was able to stand still when he was about to turn his feet to the sky, but that posture couldn't help but be hurried and embarrassed, Mu Jiu then remembered that Xiao Junshu seemed to be injured, and he inexplicably felt so guilty of bullying the injured person, so he didn't dare to look at Xiao Junshu's black face, and he flashed numbly.

And Xiao Junshu's wound was torn and painful, and his face was also black to iron, looking up at the roof, where was the shadow of that woman? It's pretty fast.

Nanfeng, who had been guarding his master all night in the corner, looked at the master with a violent aura all over his body, wishing that he could disappear on the spot, he didn't see anything just now, he really didn't see anything, his lord was kicked off the roof by a woman or something, it didn't exist.

Xiao Junshu turned his head and saw that his subordinates actually hit the wall with their heads, and his already depressed heart almost died of anger.

Idiot.

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Last night's night killing was not small, especially the last Buddha sound of Master Yuan, even if you slept deeply, you should hear it, but everyone was afraid of death, so they shrank in their rooms and didn't dare to come out, and they stayed up all night in fear, and finally stayed up until dawn, and couldn't wait to come out early in the morning.

The eldest lady asked people to count it, and only one of the people she brought was missing, and I thought it was also affected and lost his life, but this loss is nothing, and he can give his family a little more silver when he goes back.

After this night, the eldest lady did not dare to stay here for long, so she quickly packed up her things and left after breakfast.

The monks in the monastery did not sleep all night, and when the time came in the morning, they still went to prepare breakfast and clean the courtyard on time.

Breakfast is relatively simple, that is, porridge, steamed buns and cakes, and the people are used to eating, but a few masters only drink two mouthfuls of porridge.

"Miss, can you take a sip, you can eat some, you didn't eat much last night, how can you stand it when you wait for your body?" Fen'er persuaded her young lady bitterly.

When the eldest lady heard this, she looked over, and then found that Mu Lianxin's face was a little frightened, as if she was overly frightened, she frowned, but she didn't say anything, after all, it is not strange for a young lady in the boudoir to be frightened when she experiences such a thing, just wait until she goes back to the house to grab two doses of shocking medicine and take it.

There were a lot of people eating in the dining hall, and everyone was talking about the events of last night in a whisper, exchanging what they heard, and even some of them had been involved in the cow ghosts and snake gods, which was extremely absurd.

The sixth prince wrapped one arm around his chest and tied it to his chest, the wound was no longer painful, he came to Mu Jiu, wanted to ask her what she gave him last night, Mu Jiu said it was poison, but not only was he not poisoned, but the poison of the wound was detoxified, he naturally guessed that it was an antidote, and it may be very precious, so he wanted to say thank you to her.

However, as soon as he showed his head, Mu Lian got up from his position, ran forward two steps and stopped suddenly, holding a handkerchief and standing in place, looking like he was about to cry.

The six princes chuckled in their hearts, and said in their hearts: It's wrong.

How could he forget Mu Lianxin?