To the east of the capital, at the foot of Longcang Mountain, there are 180,000 acres of fertile land, the official fields of the imperial court, and the estates of officials and princes are mostly here.

The manor of Li Jingnian, the head of the household, lives in the east and on the left side of the Biantong River, with the mountain fin at its back, and the environment is elegant.

Mrs. Li was born in a military family, and in her early years, her father fought on the battlefield, killed a lot, and worshiped and offered to the Buddha since she was a child, and was very religious.

Although it is a scorching summer today, it is the fifteenth, it is the day of worshiping the Buddha, early in the morning I led the servants and the nursing courtyard to the other courtyard, cleaned the courtyard, and waited for the Gaoni of the Big Buddha Nunnery to come.

At that time, the two Gaoni of Pujing and Fuxian, who are exquisite in the Great Buddha Nunnery, arrived with more than ten monks.

Everyone first had a polite manner, then offered incense, worshiped Buddha statues, chanted sutras, and finally explained Buddhist allusions and persuaded people to be good.

The process is boring and boring, but if you have a Buddha in your heart, you feel interesting.

Nun Huixin yawned, and under the pretext of urinating, she took a little nun out of the small door.

The two of them held a can of ice plum soup in their hands, hid in the corner and took a sip, then looked at each other and smiled.

The little nun tilted her head: "Senior Sister Huixin, you have been in the capital for these days, have you seen Hui Rulan and Senior Sister Hui Ruqing?"

The smile on Hui Xin's face disappeared little by little, and he sighed: "Senior Sister Hui Ruqing is still guarding filial piety, and it is said that she will be in charge of the criminal department immediately, and she doesn't want to see me."

Not to mention Senior Sister Hui Rulan, she is now the queen of the world, where can she see it? ”

The little nun pouted: "I used to sleep with us in Shuiyue Nunnery, who would have thought that the identity was so precious, it's true."

Hui Xin smiled and was about to take another sip of ice plum soup, when he suddenly heard someone next to him ask, "Can you lend me a sip?"

Where did the disciples come from?

The two frowned and looked up, and they were stunned for a moment!

Little thief Xinzhuo?

He was dressed in brocade clothes at the moment, and his complexion was much whiter, as if he had changed into a different person.

Hui Xin rubbed his eyes and said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Xin Zhuo glanced at the lobby not far away, where more than a dozen people vaguely touched it, and couldn't help laughing: "You all came to the capital, why can't I come?"

Hui Xin thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes widened: "Are you here for revenge?" Why are you like this, it's not the master's idea! ”

Meng turned his head: "Shi ......"

The following words could no longer be spoken, and the little nun next to her fell down softly, and her mouth was covered.

Seeing Xin Zhuo close to his ear, he pretended to be vicious and said, "Don't make a sound, otherwise I will catch you together and spank you!"

He still has a little special emotion for this little nun who he fought for the first time in this world.

Hui Xin nodded silently, looked at him with difficulty, and pushed his hand away: "You're not afraid that the queen and Her Royal Highness the eldest princess will trouble you?" The master is also their master! ”

Xin Zhuo flicked her head: "Guess?"

"I ......" Hui Xin was about to speak, but his intuition was dizzy and he fell down softly.

……

"Da Da Da ......"

The two carriages, escorted by more than a dozen masters, galloped towards the east gate of the capital.

Pu Jing and Fu Xian were sitting in a carriage, their monk's robes were a little messy, which were left over from the siege just now, and there was a hint of doubt on their faces at this moment.

There were two girls of different races sitting on the side, they were extremely handsome, but their faces were cold, their fingertips were lightly wrapped, and the six true qi condensation soldiers were whistling and shuttling.

With the ability of the two masters, it is possible to fight, but there are more masters outside, so they can only give up.

"Amitabha."

Pu Jing's slightly old square face showed a hint of tiredness, "I don't know why the donor arrested me and other monks?" ”

Xiongpaw looked at her coldly: "You should understand!"

Pu Jing looked at the wisp of cyan hidden outside the curtain of the carriage that was blown by the wind, it was the way to the capital, he simply closed his eyes, and kept turning the Buddha beads in his hand.

The carriage was in a hurry, and half an hour later, there was a noise outside, and the speed slowed down, presumably to the capital.

Then the voices gradually became a little louder, and after running for more than half an hour, I came to the back door of a high-rise mansion.

With a "squeak", the door opened.

The carriage drove straight in.

The people who could run off the carriage in the courtyard were not ordinary people, especially the carriage ran two more incense sticks before it finally stopped completely.

"Get out of the car!" Bear Paw coldly scolded.

Pu Jing and Fu Xian glanced at each other, had to step out of the carriage, the sun was a little dazzling, in front of them was a magnificent and solemn courtyard, brown brick buildings, very rich and age-sensitive.

The two masters walked in slowly, passed through the door, walked hundreds of zhang, and entered a more obscure and atmospheric pavilion, where dozens of masters stood solemnly, staring at the two of them with a murderous aura.

Five people could be seen standing in the lobby opposite.

The two masters walked into the lobby consciously, and it happened that the five people turned their heads and saw that three of them were actually old people from Fulong Mountain.

But at this moment, the situation is unclear, and there is no interest in talking.

"Crunch!"

The door of the main hall was closed, and five beautiful women with a deep momentum stood on either side, although they did not make any other movements, but they looked at the state of custody very clearly.

Then, there was no more sound.

The wide book behind the five-step stone steps on the opposite side seems to be where the main family sits, but it is empty at the moment.

There seemed to be a solemn smell in the air.

Pu Jing finally couldn't help but cast a questioning look at Qin Yuliu.

Is that him?

Qin Yuliu didn't say anything, but frowned.

After waiting for another stick of incense, in the side hall not far away, a figure suddenly walked out, brocade clothes and jade belts, the son's hair bun, his face was like a crown of jade, he smiled slightly, and his cheeks had a pair of dimples.

The face is familiar, but somewhat unfamiliar.

Soon fused with the little thief in Fulong Mountain!

Pu Jing, Fu Xian, Qin Yuliu, Jiang Fuzi, Xu Fuzi and others flashed a trace of complexity on their faces.

Frankly speaking, with their arrogance, they have never taken Xin Zhuo, a little thief, in their eyes.

At the beginning, Xin Zhuo's life and death, they never cared about it, even that day of heavy snow, under the precept monument of the Autumn Palace Pavilion, the loneliness of the little thief died, and they had no other feelings.

Kill and kill!

But he never thought that one day, this little thief would have such a wonderful encounter.

The eldest grandson of the Jiang family, the son of the prince of Western Qin County, and the only son of the eldest princess of the Qin State!

The bandit would have such an identity, no one could see through it, or he didn't think about it at all!

If Mr. Dongfang and the Soul Exterminator had known about it in the first place, what would they have done?

Qin Yu's dusty face already brought a bit of indescribable meaning at this moment: "Master Xin, long time no see!"

"It's been a long time, but Xin Fuzi is no longer Xin Fuzi."

Xin Zhuo was already sitting behind the book, looking at everyone condescendingly, playing with a pair of small iron swords in his hand, and sighed lightly: "Actually...... In the snow that day, I was helpless, terrified, and even small, and I prayed to God to give me another chance, and I didn't want to die.

I don't think I've done anything hurtful to heaven and reason, I don't know where I'm wrong, it's wrong, your Buddhists and academies have the responsibility of persuading people to be good, why can't you spare my life? Give me a chance? ”

As he spoke, he looked at the few people who wanted to speak, shook his head and interrupted: "Don't say anything about bad luck and dragon energy, don't you feel embarrassed?" Isn't it boring? ”

Jiang Fuzi sneered: "Since the matter has happened, it is useless to say more, may I ask King Xin or Your Excellency Jiang Shizi, how are you going to do it?" At the feet of the Son of Heaven, the capital is important? How dare you kill us? ”

Xin Zhuo chuckled: "Speaking from the heart, I have fantasized about how to punish you, a thousand tortures, all kinds of killing methods?" In the end, it feels boring......"

"yes!" Xu Fuzi sighed and said: "You got your wish, you did it, we have fallen into your hands, you can naturally do whatever you want."

Xin Zhuo looked at him coldly: "To be honest, maybe at the beginning of Fulongzhai, you were the Buddhist Gaoni, the master of the academy, and the martial arts were profound, and you were high.

But now it seems that it's just a small shrimp, which can be destroyed at will, and it can be killed with a wave of a finger, which has nothing to do with my current family background, even if I am the only one, I can't look down on you!

Actually, you are really too ordinary, whether it is the martial realm, Buddhism, or talent, you are in the lower ...... Dismissive! ”