Purple Sakura Hill has never been so lively today. Hundreds of brown-clothed monks sat quietly around the tomb, shaking the prayer wheel, and chanting the scriptures. Datai knelt in front of the monument, his eyes red and his face sad. Fang Shengli stood by the circle of monks, and behind him was a dense crowd of people. Many people in the vicinity came to join in the fun despite the bitter cold.

"Li..." Meng Yao led dozens of cavalry to arrive. The burly Mongolian guards all carried scimitars, and dismounted with their right hands on the hilt of their swords. Get out of the way..."

The crowd moved to both sides, splitting the way. Meng Yao entered the circle of monks, stood behind Datai in a black and gold robe, and stared at the tombstone. This monument should be temporarily cut from stone, and the traces are still new. The words on the stele are very neat... It's powerful.

Glancing down at Datai, he handed the whip to Bashan, who was bowing his head, and he stepped forward, sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his hands, and silently recited the Sutra of the Past Lives. Datai's scheming was much deeper than he thought. Han Lingshu is the only descendant of Chenning, and he repaired the "Thirteen Chapters of the Mixed Yuan Sutra".

After Chenning's death, her status in Xifolong Temple was unmatched. By doing this, whether it was genuine sorrow or fake sadness, it reminded the monks and the eyes around them that he was Han Lingshu's younger brother.

But... Meng Yao teased in his heart, there are still four characters on the stele, in vain. How could a concubine who was not valued by Han Lingshu be compared to her own disciple? Xifolong Temple talks about Buddhism, and will not interfere much in the affairs of the imperial court, but it will not go to Xinmengdu to signal anything because of the sadness that Datai revealed for Han Lingshu.

Gather your mind and sincerely chant for the people in the tomb.

"Xin Shansi..."Dongwankou Zhuangzi's main courtyard is full of broken porcelain, Xin Liangyou has been having a seizure all morning: "She's a madman... She's really crazy, she's going to drag everyone in the Xin family to death..."

Han Fengniang never dreamed that there would be this, and she panicked: "Brother Liang, you are calm and calm, think about what we should do next?" "It is estimated that it will not be long before someone comes to the door to inquire. The essential... The key is to keep an eye on them from today onwards!

What they did in the past... Can you hide it for how long? Once exposed, the Xin family will become the target of public criticism.

She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Why don't we vote for King Chengnan?" Xin Yue'er rushed into the room: "Like Bai Shinian." ”

Xin Liangyou hates poison, and when he raises his hand, he wants to fight this evil obstacle. Han Fengniang hurriedly walked over and grabbed his palm and stopped people: "Don't do it, Brother Liang..."

Xin Yue'er was fed up, and shouted with red eyes: "If you kill me, Xin Shansi will come back?" Why did she run away, haven't you thought about it? It's not that you don't take her personally. You think I don't know what you're afraid of... I'm afraid that Xin Shansi will come back to take revenge, and you will kill her mother..."

Han Fengniang turned around and slapped her: "Shut up." You go back to my room and think about it. What could she say?

Her face was misaligned, the corners of Xin Yue'er's mouth were bleeding, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and her hand slowly raised to touch her hot cheeks.

The room was silent for a while, and Han Fengniang shouted again: "Why don't you go quickly?" ”

Xin Yue'er sneered, turned her head to look at her mother, and her eyes were full of tears: "Xin Shansi... She's not crazy. "I thought about it, but she had to finish it," she told her mother. Today's monument at the head of the purple cherry mound is just the beginning, and she will not let us go... None will be spared. ”

Watching her daughter leave, Han Fengniang swallowed, and didn't look back to face the people behind her.

Xin Liangyou calmed down instead, and he weighed the matter of investment in his heart. Yue'er is right, becoming an official family member makes some people avoid him. Yes yes ...

In the evening, when the snow stopped, Xin Shan thought about weaving the basket and stuffed the small quilt at home into the basket to try it out, which was just right. Shake it, and there is a smile on its face. Put away the quilt, move the basket to the West House, and take it out to brush and dry it on a good day.

He made the remaining thirty-three dumplings for dinner, and after eating, he took out the pig's trotters and put them in warm water to bubble. When she washed and lay down on the kang, Datai was still kneeling on the head of the purple cherry blossom hill. Meng Yao did not leave, he was still chanting, and it was not until the next morning that he got up: "When the king returns home, he will go to Xinmengdu and Xifolong Temple." ”

"Can't wait?" Datai opened his eyes, turned his head and swept over some of the grass that had not yet left, and stretched out his hand to the side. A monk who approached immediately got up and went to help.

"Why can't this king understand what you say?" Meng Yao turned around and looked at Datai: "This king thinks that you will recite the sutra for your respected sister for 7749 days, and then help the spirit to return to the West Folong Temple. ”

"In terms of seniority, the prince should call the old monk his uncle." Datai Yungong removed the numbness on his legs, leaned over with his hands up, and bowed to the monument: "Amitabha." ”

He also deserves it? Meng Yao said quietly: "You don't let this king go to Xinmengdu and Xifulong Temple, are you suspicious of this tomb?" ”

He hadn't seen the bones yet, so couldn't he be suspicious? Datai's cheeks stirred, and the middle finger of his drooping left hand curled and rubbed against the beads wrapped around his wrist, feeling the notches on the beads.

What does it mean not to speak? Meng Yao looked up at the sky, and the sky was still dark. After a few deep breaths, he raised his hand and pointed to the next guard, motioning for him to dig up the grave.

Datai did not stop and watched quietly. The stele was carried away, and after a while, the coffin was raised. He stepped forward and waited for the coffin to be opened. Meng Yao deliberately approached, paying attention to his breath.

Lying in the coffin was the tantric sect master, and the Mongolian guards did not dare to be reckless, and carefully pushed the coffin lid. Datai watched the lid of the coffin being pushed open little by little, and couldn't help but hold his breath and stare at it with his eyes fixed.

When he saw a touch of brown clothes, even Meng Yao's heart was confused. If he weren't an only son, this would be his master.

There was nothing but a skeleton in the coffin. Datai wanted to go and flip it through with his own hands, but Meng Yao was still there.

When he didn't see the "Mixed Yuan Sutra" and the green lotus bowl, Meng Yao was a little disappointed, and said: "Uncle Xiao left after erecting the monument, this day is freezing, I don't know where I went, do you have a hot meal to eat?" ”

The little uncle screamed so closely, and Datai pressed the "Caiyuan" bead with the middle finger of his left hand, trying to suppress his anger.

Meng Yao still didn't think it was enough, and asked sideways: "Is there something wrong?" ”

In the end, Datai still couldn't hold back and went up to check the bones. Meng Yao watched him go from shoes to clothes to hair, his hands returned to his heart, and the corners of his mouth were hooked.

When he saw the broken bones under his clothes, Datai was sure that it was not Han Lingshu. Back then, Tan Xiangle was successful in a sneak attack, but Han Lingshu also avoided it a little, so it was impossible to have broken bones in his chest. Moreover, this broken bone also poked into the heart and lungs, and Han Lingshu was about to suffer such an injury, and he could not escape from Fengrudor City at all.

"Find Xin Shansi, she kills..."

"Don't pretend to be confused." Meng Yao said coldly: "How old was Xin Shansi thirteen years ago?" You don't think that the first master of Tantra died at the hands of a five-year-old girl, do you? He leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Is there a problem with the injury?" ”

Datai blinked his eyes and met his playful eyes.

Meng Yao was not afraid of the viciousness in his eyes, the corners of his lips raised slightly and fell quickly, his expression was closed, and he said as if he had commanded: "Chant the sutra for seven seven forty-nine days, and then... Fuling returned to West Furyu Temple. ”

"You are already in a high position..."Datai suppressed his voice: "If you take charge of the Tantric Sect again, are you not afraid of dying?" ”

"It's my business to die." Meng Yao smiled towards the coffin, leaned closer to Datai, and whispered, "Do you have the leisure to think about how to deal with this king... I don't know where Uncle Xiao. Squinting his eyes at the stone tablet not far away, "You said that she erected a stele, just to tell us that Uncle Shi is dead, or who do you want to tell that Han Lingshu has not broken off?" ”

Datai's neck was angry: "What does the prince mean, the old monk doesn't know." If you want tantra, you just have to put it and get it. ”

"Okay." Meng Yao retreated: "Go home." ”

Fang Shengli, who was outside the monk's circle, saw the two of them muttering together, and knew that what he must have said was a secret, so he only listened attentively, and did not listen to a single word, scratching his heart and lungs. King Chengnan left, and there was no point in staying here, so he left with him.

As soon as he left, the rest of the people in the rivers and lakes knew that there was no more excitement, and some of them dispersed unwillingly. Datai stood beside the coffin, looked at the bones in the coffin, took off the beads on his left wrist, and counted the beads.

King Chengnan opened his mouth and closed his mouth, Little uncle, isn't it just warning him not to act rashly?

The disciple of Han Lingshu personally cultivated the "Thirteen Chapters of the Mixed Yuan Sutra". Between her and him, Xifurlong Temple would not hesitate to choose the former. Even if this Xin Shan does not think about Buddhism, Xifolong Temple will treat her with courtesy.

Thirteen years later, Datai privately thought that he had replaced Han Lingshu, but the fact is that even if Han Lingshu died for thirteen years, it would still be his nightmare. What if she died at his hands?

In the eyes of outsiders, everything he has today is a gift from Han Lingshu. Look, this tomb shows that King Chengnan has come to ask for tantric Buddhism.

"Haha," Datai laughed at himself, he had lived in the shadow of Han Lingshu all his life. Although Han Lingshu is a descendant, he is a man who can pass on the ancestry. Why... Why can't anyone see him? knew that it was not her in the coffin, but he didn't even have the courage to lift the coffin.

The old tears are all over the place, just like this back to the West Folong Temple, he is unwilling! But what if he was unwilling, his knees were weak, and he knelt down and cried bitterly against the coffin.

As soon as Meng Yao returned to the house, he heard that Xin Liangyou had asked him to see him. Not surprised, but he was not interested: "No." "Tiger poison doesn't eat children, then Xin Liangyou has great talents, and he won't use it.

"Lord Wang," Bashan thought for a day and a night, "Did you say that the girl surnamed Yan was..."

"Don't go for it yet." Meng Yao smiled: "Datai will help us confirm." ”

In the evening, the cold wind resumed. When it was dark, he walked along the Luo River in white clothes, stepped lightly on the snow, left no trace, and stopped at the edge of the woods in the south of the purple cherry blossom hill. Stand until midnight and wait for someone to come.

"Abba."

"It's time for you to leave Luohe City?" It was only two days after the wind blew and the snow outside, and Datai's face froze and cracked.

Tan Siyu looked at her father worriedly and expressed her doubts: "Could this tomb be King Chengnan..."

"No, I have already checked the soil layer and the coffin, and it is indeed buried in the old year."

"Then you really want to help the soul back to the West Furlong Temple?" As soon as Tan Siyu thought of the skills that others had inherited from Han Lingshu, the sourness in her heart couldn't help but rush upward.

Datai was silent for a moment and nodded: "Yes, but I will come back to find your aunt's murderer." ”

"What about Tantra?"

"The emperor will not let Meng Yao take charge of the tantric sect alone." Datai was extremely resentful, but given the current situation, he could do nothing. "Do you remember the promise you made to me?"

Tan Siyu didn't forget: "My daughter wants to ask Abba to help test someone." ”

"The girl Yan who wants to ask me for a question?"

"Yes."

"I see."

After only three days of quiet at the mouth of the East Bay of the Luohe River, there was an endless stream of people visiting the village. The Xin family will not accept them. The lobby of the cyclamen building in the city is full, and the wine and food can't be gagged.

"I didn't expect the Xin family to hide so deeply?"

The black and white old eyebrows of Ghost Shadow Mountain were nervous. Hey, do you see the inscription on the stele? The internal strength is definitely not ordinary. ”

"But how did I hear that the girl born to Xin Liangyou's mother-in-law in front of me is a madman?"

"Outside the rhetoric."

"No, I heard a subordinate of the Han family in Lanchuan say that the girl of the Xin family went crazy at the age of five in Luohe City. Isn't this related to Han Lingshu's disappearance thirteen years ago? ”

"It can't be that after being initiated, the body can't suppress the internal force and the mind is confused, right?"

"Possibly." A puppy dumpty man with a bulging belly turned his head to the table in the center and asked, "Sect Master Fang, can you tell us if that's the case?" ”

Fang Sheng didn't raise his eyes: "How do I know?" "Does he want to know that he will stay in Luohe City?

Da Yu felt sorry for the Na Xin girl: "Our sect leader has only heard that Xin Liangyou has kept his daughter as a dog in an iron cage for thirteen years. ”

These words coincidentally entered the ears of Li Shang, who was welcomed by Xiao Er, and he paused at his feet, with a cold face. It was so cold that the shopkeeper didn't dare to ask him to go upstairs to eat.

What's wrong? Lobby guys, you look at me, I look at you. A loud man asked, "Doctor Li, are you alright?" "This is on the rivers and lakes, and people are afraid of people. With a pair of hands, he can rob people with Hades, and he can also send many people to Hades.

Li Shang sneered lightly: "So Han Lingshu's disciple Xin Shansi is Fan Xicheng's daughter of Xin Liangyou's madness?" ”

There was an inside story, Fang Shengli immediately put down his chopsticks: "Yes." His eyes looked through him at the man in red. Hua Fei actually came to Luohe City.

Li Shang was heavy: "I only found out a few months ago when the Bai family was suddenly hunted down and killed, and Bai Qian was secretly using living people to make alchemy before his death. ”

"What?" Some people were stunned.

Li Shang said with great sarcasm: "If a person with profound skill is thrown into the Dan furnace to condense into Dan, the skill of the servant will increase dramatically. I thought he just liked to test drugs on live people, but I didn't think about it... He was so mad that he was mad. ”

What did he hear? Fang Shengli picked up the wine glass, poured the wine into his mouth, and swallowed: "You have been tested for poison?" ”

"Solved." Li Shang curled his lips and smiled: "Sure enough, things gather like people, and people are grouped." The one who proposed the alchemy pill to Bai Qian was none other than Xin Liangyou. ”

A woman with a ring on her nose knocked down the table and scolded, "Brute." ”

The flower standing behind Li Shang was as warm as jade, and he smiled and greeted Fang Shengli. Today, Dr. Lai's words seem to be a bit much.

Wen Mingyue, who followed the flowers, was not in a good mood, and her eyes stared at the extremely obedient little monkey. The little monkey craned his neck and looked left and right, looking down and looking forward, but he didn't dare to look up.

Li went upstairs, and Hua Feiran led Wen Mingyue to sit in the lobby downstairs, and when he got upstairs, he asked, "Does Dr. Li feel dirty when he closes Baicaotang?" ”

"Since the owner of the flower house knows, why should he ask again?" Li Shang entered the wing.

Hua Feiran smiled, listened to the noise downstairs, looked back at Mingyue, and persuaded softly: "Don't be angry, let's go on a day's journey, the little monkey has been holding back for too long." It is also not deliberately convenient in a crowded place. ”

Her face was all lost by this beast, and Wen Mingyue retracted her anger: "Next time you dare to make it convenient anywhere, I will give it a knife, so that it can only look at Xiaoxiang and other monkeys for the rest of its life." ”

"You don't have to be so ruthless." Hua Fei walked to a side room near the window.

The words of the cyclamen were known to everyone in just one day. On the village of Dongwankou, Xin Liangyou's face is like ashes.

Han Fengniang didn't expect Li Shang to fall into the ground: "Brother Liang, let's go, take the furniture and go away." "I was expecting to serve King Chengnan, but King Chengnan didn't even see them." If it goes on like this, I'm afraid you'll kill Tan Fenglin in Youzhou... Those three things can't be hidden. ”

What do I kill? Xin Liangyou raised his eyes and looked at the woman a few steps away: "The head of the Linqi Su family is what your eldest brother wants to kill." ”