Beichen Dynasty, the sun rises and sets, and it is the end of the day, and Lang Sanping put away the props used in the performance, thinking in his heart.

In recent days' performances, there are obviously a lot more audiences, and there are also a lot of rumors on the streets and alleys of the Imperial City in the northern corner, which seems to be no big problem, but Lang Sanping knows that in the Imperial City, these things are circulating among the people, and sooner or later they will set off a raging wave, and he will be targeted by the Imperial City guards sooner or later, what he has to do is to find out the truth of the past before this.

"In the past, there was a royal secret hidden in the hilt of the sword of the merchants, but unfortunately I don't know the whereabouts of the merchants, and then there will only be a drop of blood to recognize relatives, but the first emperor's amber is hidden in the Tianxi Mansion, and it is not easy to take it out, alas, ......"

At the moment when Lang Sanping was about to return to his residence, in the dark, the killing machine loomed, the cold light flashed in the dark night, and the arrow was directly approaching Lang Sanping, seeing that Lang Sanping was about to die on the spot, but saw a cold light cut through the arrow, and a black-clothed masked figure immediately left the scene with Lang Sanping.

"The mission failed, I was rescued, I returned to report to the prince, and left. When the killer in the shadows saw that Sanping was rescued, he didn't chase after him, but left directly, and when the killer left, a figure behind him quietly followed, and he didn't leave until he watched the killer enter the Tianxi Palace.

"Did the man leave?"

"Yes. ”

"Ha, the plan is laid out, wait for the development, and retreat. ”

The killer bowed, and then disappeared without a trace, and the mask of the demon dragon sacrifice in the room also disappeared.

"Thank you, girl, for your help. And in a ruined temple, the frightened Lang Sanping watched the man in black uncover his face, but he was a pink, holding a fan, a dashing woman;

The woman's gender was broken, and she was not surprised, she shook the fan lightly and said: "You are the imperial doctor Lang Sanping, the recent matter about the prince in the imperial city was started by you, and you shook the country with a puppet play, what is your intention?"

"The girl is also from the family of dignitaries, and thanks to the girl's life-saving grace, make Sanping not to hide it, the puppet show, is someone to give me a script, to coerce me to perform this play, however, I am the palace before the imperial doctor, the queen mother in the palace in the past gave birth to a change, I have doubts in my heart, this person's script is just for me to solve the puzzle, make Sanping thanks to the grace of the emperor, should let all this be in the daylight. ”

"I don't know what to say, the current prince Beichen Yuanhuang is quite worthy of the posture of a Ming monarch, and he is the only heir to the throne, what is the difference between your actions and shaking the country!"

"The truth should have been revealed, if all this is a conspiracy of King Tianxi, even if Sanping is shattered, he must let the people of Beiyu know his true face. ”

"Sure enough, he is a person who is not afraid of death. At this moment, a big man walked into outside the broken temple, with a rough body, a gloomy expression, and a bearded face, and the most eye-catching person was that he was a man with a broken arm, only his right hand remained.

"Master, you're back, what's going on?" the woman looked at Dahan and said.

"The killer escaped into the palace of Beichen Yin, and there is no doubt that he is under the command of Beichen Yin. Dahan looked at Lang Sanping: "Huarong, what do you want to do next? No matter what you decide, the teacher will support you!"

In the broken temple, when Sanping heard the words, he suddenly felt bad, looked at the woman, and then looked at the big man, and then he knew that he got out of the tiger's mouth, and entered the wolf's den, and he couldn't help despairing.

"Me?" the woman shook her fan, making up her mind.

There is an inn, the business is withering as usual, and the son of evil is not far from the inn, and Shu Daoxing is practicing chivalrous ways. Luo Yunxiang carried a rocking chair as usual, looked at it from afar, and the paper fan shook gently.

At this moment, a light lotus fell into Luo Yunxiang's hands from far and near, and then dissipated without a trace, and Luo Yunxiang hurriedly turned over.

"Well, Guanglian? is it? That's right, he should come back when the time is calculated. ”

When Guanglian arrived, it was an invitation, and this invitation came suddenly, but it also made Luo Yunxiang happy.

And at this moment, Wo Jiangzi also walked out of the inn afterwards: "Luo Yunxiang." ”

"Is he back? Ha, sent a letter to invite, which flattered Luo Yunxiang. ”

"Inside the inn, take care of it, you can go. ”

"There is labor. ”

Then, Luo Yunxiang went straight to the place where Guanglian was directed.

And in the bitter realm of Cuihuan Mountain, the former sage dwelling, the scenery outside the world, since the earth qi was broken, it is more and more dilapidated, overgrown with weeds, the pool is dry, and the blessed land of the past is gone, and the infinite scenery of lotus and lotus is no longer seen.

At this moment, the fragrance of lotus flowers suddenly appeared around Cuihuan Mountain, and a little holy light appeared on the ground, and suddenly the universe changed suddenly, and the wind and clouds rushed away, but between the heaven and the earth, the poem resounded, and a lotus flower fell from the sky, descending on the Cuihuan Mountain, which was already a dilapidated Cuihuan Mountain, and the familiar voice was the head of the righteous path of the suffering realm - the fragrant white lotus!

"Demigods, half-saints and half-immortals, all Confucianism and all Taoism are all sages, with thousands of books in their brains, and half of the sky in their minds. ”

As a lotus flower landed, he saw a person wearing a lotus crown on his head, wearing a lotus jade, holding a dust, detached, followed by a white-haired swordsman.

I saw the dust swaying, the time was magnificent, the scenery of the glazed fairyland changed, and it returned to the state of the world in the past, covering the sky with lotus leaves infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun were endlessly red.

Su is true, Su is true, the long-lost fragrant white lotus, the reborn and reborn genius, reappearing in the world, Luo Yunxiang, who will calm the leaves and the bloodthirsty disaster with one hand, the sage will be different, and what will be the result?

There was an inn, not long after Luo Yunxiang left, I saw a monk, holding a Zen staff, with a compassionate and peaceful face, slowly walking outside the cross slope.

"The old body inquired hard under the moon, and the Bodhi branch went to Zen and hated. Sitting quietly in front of the Buddha and thinking about one's own mistakes, it is difficult to understand that half of the earth is returned to dust. ”

One step at a time, one step at a time, the Buddha is solemn, the monk's bearing is self-evident, Shu Daoxing sees this, and does not dare to have half a point of slackness.

"Master, it's a good thing. ”

"Amitabha, a poor monk who does not look at the world, was born in the ancient temple of Dingguang, and wanders so far that he wants to fast. ”

Dingguang Ancient Temple, is the first of the six ancient temples of Buddhism, but in it, the practitioner is undoubtedly not a first-class monk in character and foundation.

Shu Daoxing heard this: "Master, please come in." ”

"Amitabha, thank you. Then, he did not forget to lower his head and look at the son of evil, "This son is extraordinary, born with wisdom, Amitabha, meet fate, this string of prayer beads is given to you, may the little benefactor keep his heart upright, and not deviate from the evil way." ”

"Thanks, bald donkey. The Son of Evil smiled and took it.

"Nian'er!" Shu Daoxing frowned and scolded.

"Ha, the child's words are unscrupulous, more innocent, Amitabha. "Don't forget the Buddha horn of Chenhuan, and stepped into the inn, Wo Jiangzi didn't know the origin of the other party, but when he saw the courtesy of Shu Dao, he knew that it was extraordinary, and the other party did not see abnormal movements, so he treated each other with courtesy.

But I didn't know that the tiger and wolf had appeared.