The winter wind was cold, and the blood stains on Yang Hu's forehead had not dried.

In the wind, his lips turned purple, and he trembled: "But I killed the person, Zhao Jushi ......"

Zhao Wu'an shook off his sleeves, wiped off the scarlet blood for him, and said lightly: "As for me, most of the time I pay attention to justice, and I hate partiality the most. But only most of the time. ”

"You have committed murder to protect me, and I bear this sin for you. In the same way, you also have to protect your princess, Duan Taoli. It's a debt I owe her. ”

Yang Hu stumbled so hard that a big hole opened on his forehead, and although Zhao Wu'an wiped away the blood, blood still couldn't stop dripping from his forehead. However, Yang Hujiao didn't seem to feel the pain, so he didn't care at all, and just asked Zhao Wu'an in a daze: "You and the princess...... Knew each other before?"

"Of course, your princess won't suddenly throw herself into a stranger's arms and call her brother, right?" Zhao Wu'an's lips curled up in an undetectable arc.

Seeing that Yang Hujiao had a posture to find out, Zhao Wu'an shook his head slightly and said, "It's just some old things, don't talk about it." If your injuries are not serious, go and report to your master, and leave Jiuda Temple as soon as possible. ”

Yang Hu was stunned, touched the back of his head and said, "Of course it doesn't matter if you hurt...... But we have only been here for a day, and Jiuda Temple ...... I haven't searched for it yet. ”

Zhao Wu'an frowned and sighed.

"Anyway, get out of here first. Zhao Wu'an's brows were twisted, his expression seemed to be a little impatient, and his tone was still not in a hurry, "It's okay to come back in a few days." Anyway, now that you've just killed someone, you can't stay here for long. ”

Seeing Zhao Wu'an's faintly angry posture, Yang Hujiao didn't dare to disobey him anymore, nodded again and again, and after thanking him a thousand times, he ran down the mountain.

Seeing Yang Hujiao's figure disappear, Zhao Wu'an turned around and re-entered the Sin Lotus Pagoda of Jiuda Temple.

The six sides of the sin lotus pagoda are open on six sides, the light inside is clear and translucent, a layer of books is stored a little, on the empty Buddha shrine in the middle, there is a pot of orchid grass, the fragrance is fragrant.

Zhao Wu'an walked around the spiral ladder in the tower and climbed the stairs.

At the very top of the Sin Lotus Pagoda, Ji Xuanzheng, the abbot of Jiuda Temple, clasped his palms together, held a string of Buddhist beads in his hands, and meditated with his eyes closed.

A scarlet dagger stuck in his chest.

The name is called by the beautiful woman.

The top layer of blood was so bloody that it was almost impossible to breathe.

Zhao Wu'an walked past Ji Xuan's side, came to the large window opposite the stairs, stretched out his hand to push open the window, and put in the sky light and cloud shadow.

White birds and blue skies on the distant mountains, green shadow mirror lake. The cold wind blows under the nearby Buddhist temple, and the green smoke is filled. The breeze permeated into the building, and the smell of blood on the top of the tower dissipated slightly.

Zhao Wu'an carried the Luo Shen sword box on his back and stood quietly by the window, like a sculpture, motionless.

After a long time, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps under the tower, accompanied by bursts of human voice.

"Why did you bring us here?" was the voice of Abbot Jizheng.

A footstep suddenly broke away from the crowd, and ran up with a bang, accompanied by the still milky voice of Xiao Shami Debing: "It's Senior Brother Zhao Wu'an, you must come over with a few abbots, I don't know what to do......"

The sound is getting closer.

Zhao Wu'an slowly turned around, quietly waiting for the few people to appear at the top of the staircase.

De Bing was the first to jump up, and as soon as he saw Zhao Wu'an, he shouted happily: "Senior brother, I brought them over...... Huh?"

Ji Xuan, with a sharp blade in his chest, attracted his attention. De Bing was stunned for a long time, and then his eyes revealed a look of horror.

Zhao Wu'an popped out a Buddha bead in his hand and smashed it on the center of Xiao Shami's eyebrows, knocking him unconscious instantly. De Bing shook his body, closed his eyes reluctantly, and fell backwards.

was held by Ciqing, who was hurrying behind him. Ciqing raised his eyes and looked ahead, staring at Zhao Wu'an, his eyes widening suddenly.

The bloody atmosphere on the top floor is so thick that it's hard not to notice.

Ciqing's body shook like chaff, and he said in disbelief: "Zhao Wu'an, I didn't expect you to ......"

Behind Ciqing, Cixiao, who has always been slow-hearted, and the elderly Jizheng climbed the tower in turn. When the two of them saw Ji Xuan sitting in the center of the top of the tower, they were all stunned, and then their faces showed a look of horror.

"As you can see, Abbot Jixuan has passed away. Leaning against the window railing, Zhao Wu'an said lightly.

The unconscious little novice was unconscious, so naturally he didn't react, and the expressions of the other three abbots were not as indifferent as his.

"The knife inserted in the chest of Abbot Jixuan is called the Beauty Chop. Zhao Wu'an put on a eloquent posture, "It was originally a Tibetan knife in Willow Leaf Villa, but after Willow Leaf Villa was destroyed, this knife fell into my hand. ”

He suddenly grinned, like an evil ghost Shura, tilted his head and said, "It's really easy to kill people." ”

Ji Zheng glared and raised his eyebrows and said, "Zhao Wu'an!

"Isn't what I said clear enough? Zhao Wu'an took a few steps forward, held the beauty slash on Ji Xuan's chest with his backhand, and pulled it out suddenly.

A pool of black blood splashed from Ji Xuan's chest, leaving straight marks on the floor, and his body fell to the ground with a pop, kicking up a few dusts.

Zhao Wu'an sneered: "It's easiest to kill Cixuan, put on a red robe, dig out the heart with a knife, and then wrap the heart with the robe, and throw it behind the Moonlight Bodhisattva." Uncle Ci Wei took a little effort, after all, this uncle is also good at martial arts, but when he caught me last night, he obviously showed off his handprint skills at the bottom of the box. If you can't leave a hand when you pass the move, you naturally can't beat me. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Wu'an glanced back at Ji Xuan, who had collapsed beside him, and said leisurely: "The abbot should not have come here to sit here alone." But it gave me a chance. ”

Cixiao was dumbfounded, standing in plain and speechless, Ji Zhengze was trembling with anger.

Ciqing was furious and said: "Zhao Wu'an, you erection! I was blind to take you in at the beginning, why did you kill your uncle and ancestor!"

As if he had heard some joke, Zhao Wu'an played with the beautiful woman in his hand, playing with the taste: "Killing people is just a rise, do a few uncles still want to treat me for my crimes?" Jiuda Temple was raised by my Zhao family, and now there are spies in it, and it is also the duty of my Zhao family to clear the door. ”

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were stunned.

Ji Zheng asked, "Zhao Wu'an, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean, Uncle Jizheng, you are thirty or forty years older than Wu'an, why don't you have any brains?" Zhao Wu'an smiled cruelly, "I have already said that I am the Zhao family, is there anything else?"

His words can be described as extremely rampant, and anyone who listens to them will inevitably be furious. But at this time, the three monks standing in front of Zhao Wu'an were all silent, and their faces were pale.

Zhao Wu'an's surname is Zhao, and he calls himself the Zhao family, so there is obviously no problem.

But the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty also had the surname Zhao.

Zhao Wu'an said that Jiuda Temple was built by the Zhao family, and this is not a lie.

Soon after the Jiuda Temple was built, it was able to become a famous temple in the world, and the help of the imperial court was indispensable. If there was no will of the imperial court, Jiuda Temple would not have been used as the Great Song State Temple to receive King Waran who came from thousands of miles to ask for Buddhist scriptures.

Both of these sentences are true, and neither is anything special. But the connection between these two sentences tells a frightening truth.

Zhao Wu'an is a member of the royal family.

With a "poof", Zhao Wu'an chopped the beautiful woman into the scabbard at his waist, swaggered past several abbots, and was about to go downstairs to leave the Sin Lotus Tower.

Looking at the corpse of the senior brother in front of him, Ji Zheng was full of pain and anger in his heart, but he didn't even dare to come out.

There is a way that the doctor can't be punished, Zhao Wu'an has several people in his hands, although he has violated the laws and regulations of the Great Song Dynasty, but if Jiuda Temple and he force an explanation, how can he not suffer a catastrophe for himself?

He said before that there were spies in Jiuda Temple, and he was here to clear the door, what did he mean?

Just as Ji Zheng was about to close his eyes and clear his heart and suppress this madness, there was a thud in his ears.

When Ji Zheng opened his eyes, he saw that Abbot Cixiao, who was usually gentle and loose-tempered, suddenly broke through the wooden railing of the stairs, stretched out his hand, and attacked Zhao Wu'an.

Zhao Wu'an obviously didn't expect Cixiao, who had always been the most taciturn, to suddenly make a move, and he was caught off guard, and he received a heavy slap on his back, and his body immediately collapsed several steps like a fluff, and he fell heavily at the bottom of the tower.

Rumble!

Cixiao, who was standing at the top of the stairs, had a pale face, his chest rose and fell violently, and he suddenly lifted his breath again, and he was about to rush downstairs and give Zhao Wu'an another slap.

Originally, he fell from the top of the tower several feet high, and if this palm continued to hit, Zhao Wu'an would not be able to survive no matter how hard his life was.

Ji Zheng immediately shouted: "Stop it! Don't be angry!"

Cixiao, who had already flown halfway through the flight, heard this, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he suddenly withdrew his hand, kicked in the air to reduce the fall, and the palm wind stopped above Zhao Wu'an's head.

Most of the stairs have been broken, and Zhao Wu'an at the bottom of the tower, his body is pressed by countless wooden bars, and he seems to have passed out.

Ciqing picked up the unconscious De Bing, gritted his teeth and said: "Raising Zhao Wu'an, a criminal, is really a great misfortune for Jiuda Temple. Now that several abbots have returned to the West, I think that no matter who this kid is, he should be taught a lesson. ”

"You want to set up a punishment for yourself?" Ji Zheng asked him.

Ciqing was stunned, shook his head and said, "It will definitely not work." ”

"But if he is really a royal family and offends him, Jiuda Temple will not have a good time in the future. Ji Zheng clasped his palms together and closed his eyes.

Ciqing took a deep breath, his eyes showed a fierce look, and he said fiercely: "I don't believe that there is no royal law in this world! Isn't Antihath in Qingdi Township in the temple? I believe that Antihath is a clean official, and no matter what the background of this criminal is, he will not escape killing to pay for his life!"

Ji Zheng sighed: "He specially called us here, maybe he was too confident. ”

"But no, look at his smugness!" Ciqing said as he spoke, and he wanted to spit out a few foul words, but Ji Zheng glanced at him, and finally stopped his inner hatred, recited a few words of the Buddha's name, and said happily: "It's still Senior Brother Cixiao who can tell right from wrong, otherwise he would really have to escape for this villain today." ”

Ji Zheng turned his head and looked at the dark red box placed by the window at the top of the tower, and frowned.

He silently pronounced Amitabha Buddha in his heart, sighed, and said, "Since the senior brother has returned to the west, then I should be the abbot of Jiuda Temple." Imprison Zhao Wu'an first, and wait for Antiha's consent before escorting him down the mountain. Ciqing, I'll leave this matter to you, I think...... Then personally send Senior Brother Ji Xuan a ride. ”

The cold wind blows on the top of the sin lotus tower, and the huge bronze bell sways in the wind.

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"You let Brother Jialan take the blame for you?" Duan Taoli asked word by word, and before Yang Hujiao could nod his head, he pulled out the dagger with a chain around his waist and put it on his neck.

Yang Hujiao was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out, and the dozen or so big men behind Princess Valan also swallowed their saliva in unison.

"I don't think you've killed someone, you're crazy, right?" Duan Taoli asked, "I don't know who Brother Jialan is, how can he take the initiative to take the blame for others?"

Yang Hu trembled and said: "But Zhao Jushi really said that, and he also asked the princess to leave quickly......"

"What am I going to do, what am I going to do! This princess has come thousands of miles away, just a small temple in the Central Plains, what big trouble can there be?" Duan Taoli said, biting his lip, and said unconvinced: "Besides, Brother Jialan, he hasn't even said a few words to me, how can I turn around and leave!"

Seeing that Yang Hujiao was already so frightened that she couldn't speak, Princess Varan put away the dagger, pointed to the large house behind her, and said, "Keep looking! If you don't search here, you will never leave!"

“...... Be. "The twenty men had no choice but to obey in unison.

Duan Taoli snorted, turned around arrogantly, and happened to pass by the red-clothed girl he met in the morning.

"Yo, you haven't come down yet, little girl?" As long as Zhao Wu'an is not there, Duan Taoli will always behave like a market green skin looking for trouble everywhere. Of course, it's the kind of green skin that is quite colorful.

An Qing frowned, glanced at her, and said with a complicated expression: "Do you know what happened to Zhao Wu'an?"

"Brother Jialan, what's wrong with him?" Duan Taoli suddenly became nervous.

"My dad was called over just now...... If he says yes, he will be tried. ”

Duan Taoli was stunned.

In the cold winter wind, the two girls looked at each other, and their eyes were full of confusion.