The night wind was bleak, blowing up the ink-colored python robe of the Jun Ting Banquet and chilling Shen Sitang's numb heart.

Mu Huaichuan was the second to arrive, followed by Zhou Zifu and Tang Yihui.

When they saw Shen Sitang, who was covered in blood, and the little Taoist priest lying on the ground silently, they all clenched their fists uncontrollably.

"Shen Sitang..."Mu Huaichuan approached her step by step, his voice trembling.

Jun Tingyan stretched out his hand to stop him, and slowly shook his head at him, Mu Huaichuan froze in place, understanding what he meant.

She needs time, she needs enough time to accept it all, to face it all.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Sitang suddenly raised his eyes and looked at them.

"I didn't see the murderer, so even if I knew that it was Prince Gong's henchman Zhanxiong who killed him, I couldn't do anything about them, right?"

Shen Sitang was unusually calm, as if the person who died in front of her did not affect her, she was just asking about business.

Mu Huaichuan opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

Shen Sitang didn't care, lowered his eyes and said to himself: "It's okay, blood debts and blood repayment, I will settle this account with Prince Gong." ”

She was still calm and unwavering, as if what she had just said was just expounding the facts.

Shen Sitang raised his eyes again and looked at Jun Tingyan and Mu Huaichuan: "I promised that the little Taoist priest would send him home, and I also asked His Highness and the Right Imperial History to do him a favor." ”

Mu Huaichuan didn't have time to speak.

Jun Tingyan had already ordered: "Yihui, go and prepare the coffin and carriage, Zifu, and send a team of people to escort Miss Shen to Qingfeng Temple." ”

Shen Sitang bowed to the banquet of the monarch's court: "Thank you, Your Highness, courtiers." ”

Jun Tingyan snorted, resisting the urge to comfort her.

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Shen Sitang set off overnight to send the little Taoist priest home.

From the capital to Qingfeng Temple, Shen Sitang spent three days and three nights, she has never left the capital since she was a child, and she is not familiar with life, but fortunately, she was escorted by people from the Junting Banquet all the way, and she successfully arrived at Qingfeng Temple in the early morning of the fourth day.

The Qingfeng Temple is built on the top of a mist-shrouded mountain, and the magnificent Taoist Temple is shrouded in wisps of mist, like a fairyland.

Shen Sitang raised her eyes and looked at the countless steps in front of her, and sighed in her heart that the Qingfeng Temple was worthy of being the first Taoist temple of the Yan Dynasty, she turned to look at the coffin on the carriage, and the little Taoist priest was originally promising.

The Taoist priest guarding the Qingfeng Temple saw Shen Sitang and the others under the steps, and hurriedly trotted down, he first looked at the coffin on the carriage suspiciously, and then asked, "Why did the believer come to visit the Qingfeng Temple?" ”

Shen Sitang's eyes turned red, and he choked up: "Under Shen Sitang, entrusted by the disciple of Qingfeng Guan Chongde Zhenren without worry, he returned his body to the master. ”

The little Taoist's face changed suddenly, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Believers don't want to talk nonsense, don't worry about the senior brother going home to save his relatives, how can it be..."

He suddenly lost his voice, because Shen Sitang's tears were telling him that she was not talking nonsense.

The little Taoist priest ran up with a roll, crying loudly as he ran: "Senior Brother Wuwu has an accident, Senior Brother Wuwu has an accident......

Shen Sitang burst into tears, and it didn't take long for a group of young Taoist priests in Taoist robes to surge, one by one grief and indignation, and even scolding.

"Who is it! Who dares to spread rumors that my little junior brother is dead? Look at me if I don't refine his soul and quench his spirit! ”

"How can this be true? Here is the view of the breeze, which one who does not have long eyes dares to touch the mold! ”

The previous little Taoist priest pointed at Shen Sitang: "It's her, that's what she said!" ”

In the next moment, Shen Sitang and the others were surrounded by the people of Qingfeng Guan, and the guards sent by Jun Tingyan immediately drew their swords and protected Shen Sitang in the middle.

"Stand down."

Shen Sitang gave an order, and the people of the Jun Ting Banquet returned their swords and retreated behind her.

There were a total of six Taoist priests at the head, and Shen Sitang could see that their identities were not the same as other Taoist priests.

Similarly, after the six of them saw Shen Sitang, they could also see that she didn't look like she was here to make trouble.

One of them stepped forward and saluted Shen Sitang: "Can this believer repeat it, who are you?" What do you do when you come to Qingfeng Temple? ”

Shen Sitang said according to his words, and arched his hand: "Under Shen Sitang, entrusted by the disciple of Qingfeng Guan Chongde Zhenren without worry, he returned his body to the master. ”

"Nonsense!" As soon as she finished speaking, she was angrily reprimanded by another young Taoist priest: "My junior brother has no worries about going home to save his relatives, how can something happen!" Believers should not say in vain, this is a view of the breeze, not a place where you can go wild! ”

The young Taoist priest who had previously saluted Shen Sitang glanced at the same door, motioned for him to speak well, and then smiled warmly: "Don't worry about the believer, it's just that the junior brother is still young, and please don't curse him." ”

When Shen Sitang heard this, tears slipped uncontrollably: "I'm sorry." She couldn't say any more, so she took out the black porcelain vase that Wuwu had handed her from her bosom.

The porcelain vase was engraved with runes, and the people of Qingfeng Guan recognized it at a glance.

"It's... Soul Locking Spell! ”

The young Taoist priest took the black porcelain vase from Shen Sitang's hand, and saw that the runes on the porcelain vase seemed to come to life, floating around the bottle body and rolling in circles, faintly glowing with golden light.

After the runes were restored to their original state, the fellow disciple next to him asked urgently, "Senior Brother Wujing, who is locked inside?" ”

Wujing closed his eyes and squeezed the black porcelain vase, he didn't answer the question of his fellow disciples, but saluted Shen Sitang again: "Thank you Miss Shen for sending the poor junior brother back to the sect without worry, I offended a lot before, and I also invited Miss Shen Haihan." ”

"Brother Wujing! What are you talking about? Wuwu didn't worry about the junior brother not dying, how could he die! ”

Wujing's face turned pale, and he paused before saying, "No worries... Nope. ”

"Senior Brother Wujing? Do you know what you're talking about? ”

"Senior Brother Wujing, are you lying to us?"

"No way, this can't be!"

The young Taoist priest who had been scolding earlier rushed to the carriage and pushed the coffin away.

Lying in it covered in blood.

The young Taoist priest shook his body, held the coffin and wailed, and roared angrily: "Who is it? Who killed him! ”

Several other Taoist priests also stepped forward to check, and after seeing the tragic situation of Wu Wu, they were so angry that they couldn't control themselves.

"Who is it?" Shen Sitang's arm was grabbed by someone, it was the scolding Taoist priest, at this moment his face was full of tears, his lips trembled and asked: "Tell me, who killed my junior brother!" ”

"No suffering!" Wujing stepped forward and tore him away: "Don't be rude to Miss Shen, she is the benefactor of Wuwu's junior brother and our benefactor of Qingfeng Guan." ”

"Senior brother..."Wu Ku choked up, grabbed Wujing's arm and led him to the carriage, pointed to Wu Wu in the coffin and said: "Look, senior brother, Wu Wu Wu died so miserably, he died so miserably!" Is that all there is to it? Don't you take revenge on him? ”

Another Taoist priest pounded the carriage and gritted his teeth: "This revenge must be avenged!" Who killed the junior brother of Wushou! I'm going to kill him! I want him to be scattered and never enter reincarnation! ”