Father Shen was still happily looking at the scenery outside, not noticing anything wrong at all.

Sheng Qingyuan was keenly aware of the changes in Shen Zhao's body, looked at him, opened his mouth, and asked silently: Is there a problem?

Shen Zhao didn't hide it from her and nodded.

Sheng Qingyuan took out a few bottles of medicine from the secret compartment of the carriage and raised a smile.

Whether it was wound medicine or poison, she had prepared a lot.

Shen Zhao smiled with relief, hugged the person into his arms, and said to her in a suppressed voice, "Don't worry, everything will be fine with me."

Sheng Qingyuan stuffed one of the bottles of medicine into his hand and said in a low voice, "This is ***, no matter how high the martial arts are, people will faint for a while when they smell it, but our secret guards take antidotes on weekdays, and they can't do them harm."

She knew that Shen Zhao's martial arts were not bad now, and ordinary people were not his opponents, but if he cooperated with ***, he would be more comfortable to deal with.

"Okay." Shen Zhao did not refuse her kindness.

The carriage stopped, and Shen Zhao said to Shen's father, "I'll go and decorate some water for you."

"Okay." Sheng Qingyuan followed his words and said.

Father Shen was a little puzzled, "Isn't there water in our car?"

Sheng Qingyuan was a little embarrassed on his face: "I was thirsty today, and I accidentally drank all the water."

Father Shen smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's a good thing to drink more water, just let Shen Zhao go get some water."

The killer hiding in the dark in the forest saw Shen Zhao get out of the carriage alone and walk towards the river, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

The leader couldn't help frowning.

"Chief, aren't we going to go up? He's alone, and it's quiet, and it's a good opportunity to start."

The killer leader thought about it for a while, but decided to make a move.

is just a weak scholar who is powerless, that is, he has calculations and traps, and what kind of wind and waves can he set off.

Shen Zhao came to the river with a kettle and filled it with water unhurriedly.

The killers in the shadows looked at each other and followed each other's words, and the killer leader made a "up" gesture.

Several killers immediately rushed forward.

Shen Zhao's ears moved slightly, and when a long sword was about to stab his ear, his body was slightly to the side, and all the water in the kettle was spilled on the body of the killer behind him.

The killer saw that it was just water and did not take it to heart.

It was only when the water touched his body and penetrated his body that the killer was completely dumbfounded.

Isn't this just water?

Why can it still pierce through his body like a sword?

However, before he could figure it out, at this moment, Shen Zhao picked up the fan in his hand and slashed at his throat.

The killer's eyes widened, and he died with a face full of disbelief.

The other killers didn't expect their companions to die so easily, and they didn't have the ease in their hearts.

The killer leader's heart froze, and the hand holding the long sword tightened a little, and the shot became a little more aggressive.

Generally speaking, scholars don't have any martial arts, and the scholar in front of him may not know what strange methods he used to kill people.

In the face of absolute strength, these small means are useless!

Shen Zhao noticed that the murderous aura of these killers was a little thicker than just now.

It's just that this is a good thing for him.

The more murderous he was, the better he could tell where they were.

In less than a stick of incense, seven of the ten killers who came had already fallen, and the remaining three were all injured of varying degrees of severity.

At this time, the killer leader didn't dare to despise this seemingly weak scholar at all.

This is a hidden devil.

The killer leader and Shen Zhao's eyes met, and they felt that the person in front of them looked like a devil from hell.

Gave the remaining two killers a look.

Since it is directly killed

If he can't kill him, then start with the people he cares about.

The two men in the carriage, one of them were old and the other was just a woman, and they must have been much easier to deal with.

Shen Zhao guessed their intentions, his face sank, and he hurried in the direction of the carriage.

But the killer's location was much closer to the carriage than he was.

Especially the killer leader is still entangled with him, he didn't make a dead move, he focused on defense, so he couldn't hurt Shen Zhao, but it also made Shen Zhao unable to go.

Shen Zhao became more and more anxious in his heart, and his shots became more and more ruthless.

The killer's heart was shocked.

According to the information he obtained, this is obviously just an ordinary scholar, and he is also a scholar from a rural mountain village, who has never seen it in the world, how can he have such a high level of martial arts?

Shen Zhaocai didn't care about what he was thinking.

He only knew that although Sheng Qingyuan had learned a few self-defense techniques, these were killers in the end, and besides, Father Shen was completely powerless!

Shen Zhao's eyes were cold, and he shot mercilessly.

The killer leader was even more shocked.

If Shen Zhaocai used all his strength now, then when he faced so many people just now, he only used sixty percent of his strength at most.

In the ninth move of the two fighting alone, Shen Zhao took off and kicked the killer boss to the ground with one kick, and before he could react to fight back, one end of the fan cut his throat.

The leader of the killer even wanted to understand how a scholar from the countryside could have such powerful martial arts?

On the other side, the killers who hurried to the vicinity of the carriage glanced at each other and immediately made a decisive move.

When they were still a kilometer away from the carriage, a thick fog suddenly rose near the carriage, enveloping the carriage in it.

The two killers didn't pay attention to the thick fog and rushed straight in.

When he came to the carriage, he was about to raise the sword in his hand and stab directly at the carriage, but as soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly lost all his strength in his hand, and with a "bang", the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he soon fainted.

After a while, Xuan Yi, who was in charge of driving, bowed his head towards Sheng Qingyuan.

As soon as he put down the carriage curtain, Shen Zhao hurried back, got into the carriage as soon as possible to check the situation of Sheng Qingyuan, and was relieved to see that she was safe and sound, and then looked at Shen's father, who had fallen asleep next to him, and subconsciously looked at Sheng Qingyuan.

Sheng Qingyuan explained to him: "I'm afraid of scaring my father, let him fall asleep before those two killers approach, this *** will not cause any damage to the human body, and he will be able to wake up after a while."

Shen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and hugged him into his arms, "It's good that you're fine."

Sheng Qingyuan smiled and said, "Do you not believe me, or do you not believe in the person you arranged?"

Although he left, Xuan Yi was still there, and there were several secret guards secretly left behind to protect their safety.

"Believe you, I just forgot about these arrangements all of a sudden." Shen Zhao said truthfully.

When he saw that the killer was going to find Sheng Qingyuan, he immediately panicked, and he forgot that he had left a lot of secret guards by Sheng Qingyuan's side, forgot that these killers were not Sheng Qingyuan's opponents at all, and forgot that Sheng Qingyuan's hand poison was already quite skillful.

"Don't worry, I'll protect myself." Sheng Qingyuan smiled and reassured.

"Hmm." Feeling the temperature from Sheng Qingyuan, Shen Zhao felt solid in his heart.

The carriage continued to walk towards Lingquan Temple, and after a while, Father Shen slowly woke up.

"Why did I just fall asleep?" Father Shen wondered.

Sheng Qingyuan smiled and said, "You've been too tired lately, haven't you?"

Father Shen scratched his head, "Is there one?"

He just can't help but run around lately, and he especially likes to go to Fushou Academy, sometimes listening to it in the academy for a whole day, or going to Tianxianglou and some other scholars to discuss knowledge.

It's been a good day.

"Here we are." Xuan Yi's voice sounded outside, interrupting Shen's father's thoughts.

The incense of Lingquan Temple is very vigorous, they

After a delay on the road, many pilgrims also came to Lingquan Temple.

Father Shen looked at the little couple walking hand in hand, his eyes were full of relief.

Seeing that the relationship between this little couple is getting better and better, I think it should be fast to hug my grandson.

With this expectation, after Father Shen entered the Lingquan Temple, he immediately rushed to the Sending Child Temple, regardless of what the other women present looked at him.

Sheng Qingyuan actually didn't have anything to ask for, she actually looked down on these gods very lightly.

It's just that since he has come, he looked at Shen Zhao beside him, closed his eyes, and made a wish sincerely.

I wish her family all the best.

Shen Zhao looked at Sheng Qingyuan, who was praying with his eyes closed next to him, smiled lightly, and also closed his eyes and made a wish.

I hope Qingyuan can always be happy and happy.

After making a wish, the two got up in unison, looking at each other with tenderness in their eyes.

The two walked outside hand in hand, and as soon as they reached the door, they saw a small novice sweeping the floor.

"Amitabha, good two donors." The little novice recited the Buddha's name to the two.

"Hello little master." Sheng Qingyuan smiled back and saluted him, "Is there anything wrong with the little master?"

"The little monk master feels that he is destined for the two, so let the little monk bring this to the two donors" Xiao Shami took out a lucky bag and handed it to Sheng Qingyuan.

Sheng Qingyuan took the lucky bag and said to him with a light smile, "There is little master Lao, please also ask the little master to express our gratitude to your master on our behalf."

The little master recited the Buddha's name again, and then said, "The donor is polite."

Back at home, Sheng Qingyuan opened the lucky bag after confirming that there was no danger to it.

The lucky bag contained two peace charms, as well as a note, on which nothing was written, only one word:

good

The two looked at each other, making it so mysterious, and in the end, it was just to give them a note telling them to do good?

"What are you two looking at here?" Meng Kun's voice suddenly sounded.

Sheng Qingyuan told him about the encounter with the little novice in Lingquan Temple, and handed him the two peace charms and the note.

After Meng Kun glanced at it, he sneered, "Since it is a peace charm, it will not occupy any space if you carry it. As for this note, it's just nonsense."

After speaking, Meng Kun casually put down the note.

"Do you know who wrote this note?" Sheng Qingyuan asked Meng Kun.

Meng Kun said casually: "An old man who is idle and has nothing to do, he doesn't need to take it to heart, he only knows how to make some mysterious things, and it is not interesting at all."

After speaking, Meng Kun smiled and asked Sheng Qingyuan, "Girl, is there any osmanthus wine he brought back yesterday?"

Shen Zhao glanced at him faintly.

Sheng Qingyuan smiled and said, "Yes, there is ......."

Meng Kun's eyes immediately lit up.

Sheng Qingyuan continued, "But it's all already in the dish."

Meng Kun: "............"

Heartache, why is it all in the dishes that are so delicious?

The old man, if he doesn't have anything else to do, won't open the door to sell wine, and he doesn't know when the next time he drinks that wine...

Meng Kun let out a long sigh and left their courtyard helplessly.

Back to the door of his room, he looked in a certain direction, after so many years, did he want to go and talk to the old man? By the way, it's good to drink back.