Xia Zheng came to the market first, only pretending to meet by chance, and took a picture with the two villagers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The owner of Xia Zhuang also came to the market to go around?

Oh yes - you've bought a lot of stuff here - what's it?

Flour – and glutinous rice. That's humane. It can be used in the village.

Miss Lin is not with you?

She went to buy incense and candles—she must have gone to the other side. That's humane.

The other side?

There is a Chong'an Temple over there, and there are some incense and candle shops nearby.

Xia Zheng was stunned, and after a few more greetings, he turned back.

Will she really go and buy incense and candles properly? Qiu Guanghan was a little hesitant. Don't ...... Don't we misunderstand her in the first place, right?

Anyway, let's take a look around that area. Sharp suggestion. Xia and Qiu both nodded, and the three of them turned in the direction of Chong'an Temple. This inquiry, but I heard the news that the "filial piety woman" came here. However, it seemed to be noon time, and there were many people coming and going around the temple, but no one noticed her whereabouts.

I've really been here. Qiu Guanghan said.

Ling Li looked at the Chong'an Temple. This temple is very famous in this generation, and the incense is very prosperous.

How does it compare to the White Horse Temple in Luoyang?

That is the name of the White Horse Temple, but it is in Luoyang after all.

Let's go over and have a look, okay?" Qiu Guanghan said.

Don't make a fuss.

Maybe Miss Lin is here?" Qiu Guanghan said. In the past, she always prayed by the lake, but when she saw the temple here, there was no reason not to come.

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Lin Zhi really wanted to go to the temple.

The chanting was dispersed, and she had promised Murong Xun to wait until the evening, so he unlocked his acupoints and went to the temple to worship.

Murong Jing couldn't resist her, so he had to rely on her, and when she went out, he hesitated for a long time, changed his appearance slightly, and followed her to the side of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

I saw Lin Zhizheng with incense in both hands, silently praying. He looked at her serious expression, and guessed what she was thinking, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, and when he turned to walk away, he suddenly saw someone talking at the gate of the temple.

Buddhism is a place of cultivation, and swords should not be brought in. The middle-aged monk at the door said politely.

Murong Xun's heart froze slightly, and he hurriedly flashed to Lin Zhi's side.

Let's get in quickly. He whispered. I'm afraid I'm in trouble.

Lin Zhi was slightly surprised, but she didn't object much, and followed him to the back of the hall—what's the trouble?" she said secretly in her heart. Anyway, I had already made a vow to the Buddha that if there was any punishment and retribution, it would be retribution on me—all the pain that I should bear alone.

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Lao Gongzi Ling took a look at the blade for me. Xia Zheng said. I'll go in and take a look.

Ling Li thought about it, so he agreed, took his sword and stayed at the door.

Miss Lam...... It seems that he also brought a sword? Qiu Guanghan recalled. She shouldn't be able to get in here, can she?

Ling Li smiled and said, in fact, this master is too stubborn. The sword is just an ornament, not a murder weapon, even the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, and there is no such regulation.

The poor countryside is no better than the feet of the Son of Heaven. The monk is humane. Only the rich and noble have the sword as their ornament - there are not many people who wear swords in this small place.

The area around Taihu Lake is also a land of fish and rice, how can it be said that it is a poor and remote country? Ling Li said with a smile.

The monk just smiled. The three of them are not familiar faces, wearing extraordinary swords, and must have traveled to many famous mountains and rivers, why did they think of visiting Chong'an Temple here?

Actually, we're looking for someone. Qiu Guanghan said. Have you never seen a young girl wearing filial piety go in today?

The monk was about to answer, but Qiu Guanghan said again, if the monks don't speak, the master can't lie to us!

The monk snorted again. Why did the poor monk deceive the benefactor - the young woman of Dai Xiao has it. Our temple has three lessons a day, and there is a lady who has been filial for several months, and she must come every day, but the donor wants to find her?

Is that a day's coming......? Qiu Guanghan muttered. No one else?

There are so many people who come and go during the chanting that if there is any omission, it is not known.

Don't be modest, masters. Qiu Guanghan glared at him and said. With your seriousness, who else can you miss!

You may wish to wait patiently here for a while, and if your friends find someone, they will take her out.

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After Murong Xun pulled Lin Zhi away, he quietly spied for a while, and saw Xia Zheng walking in. He sneered secretly in his heart, it was not easy to find this place for you. But the back of the hall is where the monks live, and Xia Zheng naturally can't get through, so he can only get nothing if he turns around in a hurry.

Looks like we're not good. On the way back, Qiu Guanghan was quite self-reproachful. If he hadn't stopped his uncle and went to the inn, he would have been able to stay with Miss Lin.

Xia Zheng shook his head and said with a smile, where is the word-you help so much, I am already grateful.

Uncle--Something happened to my uncle's family, it's the same as something happened to my own family!" Qiu Guanghan said. In this way, let's go separately - Jiangyin is just such a big place, Miss Lin is vegetarian, there is no reason why she can't find it!

If that's the case - then according to what she has asked all the way, she is indeed here. Said sharply. We asked about this Chong'an Temple, and then we broke the clue.

Could it be that she has changed her clothes?

In the area of this temple, she is a girl's house, where there is a place to change clothes casually.

That...... So what do you mean......

I think this temple is a little suspicious. If you don't object, I'd like to go back and see.

Do you want to ...... Want to sneak in?

That's exactly what it means.

But Ling Gongzi, Chong'an Temple is a place of Qing cultivation, and this move is unavoidable......

Uncle, when did you become so pedantic? Qiu Guanghan said with a smile. You are a decent family, it is inconvenient, but Brother Ling goes, don't stop you. He's so capable, don't worry about him!

It's good. Xia Zheng compromised. Then Guanghan and I are waiting for you at the tea shed at the intersection?

Good. Said sharply. If it's fast, it's a meal, and if it's slow, it's an hour—before dark, it's going to come out.

The outer wall of the back temple of Chong'an Temple is very high, and it took a lot of effort to turn it in - fortunately, he had all the tools and was also experienced, and he landed quietly, and he was already behind the scripture building.

On the left-hand side is a circular arch. He turned in, and the light inside the door was slightly poor, but he could still clearly see an equally circular exit on the other side. He walked slowly along the path, listening to the footsteps of the monks outside the door, cautiously.

When he reached the round gate, he looked out and saw more than a dozen neat rooms behind the temple. Do you have to go and investigate one by one?" he thought to himself. It doesn't matter if you spy on a few monks, if you really spy on Lin Zhi, I'm afraid you will be shocked.

It's just that...... Lin Zhi. Ling Li thought in his heart. If Murong Xun really hated my actions of touching Lin Zhi's skin at that time, then many people in the Vermilion Bird Cave had seen Lin Zhi's nakedness, wouldn't he have to gouge out their eyes?

But how can the heart of such a villain be speculated with common sense. Ling Li smiled at this with certainty, and with his sword in hand, he was going to search from house to house.

Suddenly a bell remembered. Sharp movements. In addition to morning classes, the bell is rung in the monastery – unless something urgent happens. It's almost dusk now, and it won't be morning class, so what's going on?

He hurriedly hid in a hidden place, only to see the row of monks' rooms hurriedly open the door, and some monks ran out and gathered towards the main hall.

I don't know what's going on? Although Ling Li was curious, he didn't care, but noticed the closest room to him—there was no movement at all.

There is no one living in this room, he thought to himself. In each of the dozen or so rooms, there were monks running out—but this one—could it be—

He was suspicious in his heart, and secretly said that if Lin Zhi really came here, he would be here, and without thinking about it, he stayed close to this house.

— but he only took one step. Something, has resisted the back of his heart.

Don't come to harm, Ling Gongzi?, the voice behind him said.

Ling Li had to hang his hand. Murong Xun, you really didn't die.

Murong Xun snorted from his nose. Last time you were lucky - I didn't expect you not to die, but also to recover - this time you sent it to the door yourself, don't blame me!

Sharp but sneered instead. Do you really have what it takes to kill me?

What do you mean?" Murong Xun said angrily. You're under my control right now, is there room for bargaining?

Ling Li just laughed. All that held him back was the scabbard.

Indeed, he was negligent and did not find out about Murong Xun's ambush. But Murong Xun is not a killer after all, if he draws his sword out of the sheath first, Ling Li will hear the sound and avoid it, and he will not be able to succeed - now using the scabbard to restrain Ling Li's heart is already powerful enough, but after all, he can't take his life with the scabbard. If he draws his sword out of its sheath now, it will be fleeting, but it will not lose to him in terms of rushing for time—he must draw it faster.

But Murong Xun actually smiled, and the sword body was sent forward, pushing Ling Li forward a few steps. The scabbard was suddenly retracted, and then it was clicked again, as if to seal several of his acupuncture points with the scabbard. How can he be at his mercy. At this time, he turned around early and was about to draw his sword, but unexpectedly, his shoulder was numb, and his arm suddenly weakened, and he no longer had half of his strength.

Murong Xun's scabbard poked into his chest this time, and he looked at the look of surprise in his eyes, and he was complacent. Don't you think I'm still the same Murong Xun I used to be?

Ling Li looked at him. On such a handsome face, there was a layer of murderous aura, a layer that made this already extremely white face look even whiter. He suddenly felt cold. Yes, he should have secretly learned the martial arts of the Blue Dragon Sect - at the moment, I may not be an opponent anymore.

But I'm not going to kill you now, Lingli. Murong Xun's sword was forced to retreat sharply. If I kill you here and dirty Chong'an Temple, I'll be in trouble. He smiled coldly. Under further persecution, Ling Li had to retreat step by step.

Murong Xun did not enter the suspicious room—instead, Ling Li only felt that he had retreated into the depths of the temple. The vest suddenly solidified, as if it had been next to a wall. Ling Li reached out and touched it, and the walls were full of withered vines. He had observed the wall in this direction from the outside—just as tall and solid.

Murong Xun also reached out to touch the wall, but he didn't know where he touched it, the vines were involved, and a small gap opened in the ground. His scabbard pressed down. There's a wrench on the ground, go pull it off!,he commanded.

You ordered my acupoint, how do you want me to pull it?

With his left hand, Murong Xun said hatefully. Death is on the verge of death, less tricks!

Ling Li roughly guessed that this was a tunnel leading to the outside. Murong Xun wanted to put him to death in 11,000 people, but he didn't want to be in Chong'an Temple anyway, so if he went outside and his acupuncture path was still unsolved, then I am afraid that he would die. The acupoint on his left shoulder is not sealed, so he can naturally use force, but if he doesn't use his sword, he has no chance of winning.

As a last resort, he had to grope down and open the stone door. Go in! Murong Xun pushed him and pushed him into the tunnel.

He then pulled the entrance shut, but it was pitch black.

This tunnel seems to be long, but Murong Xun is obviously very familiar with it, and it will not give Ling Li a chance to make a mistake.

Where does this tunnel lead?, Ling asked him, trying to delay for some time.

It's the same everywhere you go.

...... Do you really want to kill me? How can you say that you and I have a friendship that fought side by side......

Hmph, what kind of friendship do you have with me?" Murong Xun sneered.

In fact, the matter of the Vermilion Bird Cave was originally calculated by your Murong Gongzi, but I sabotaged it. Ling Li is not without ridicule, but then it is correct. So-Murong Gongzi, may I ask you a few questions?

Seeing that Murong Xun didn't answer, he continued, when did you take refuge in the Vermilion Bird Villa?

Murong Xun still didn't speak. He had to smile and said, I want to be the ghost of your sword, what does it matter if you tell me, otherwise I will not be reconciled to die, and the ghost will come back to haunt you.

Murong Xun only snorted, but did not speak.

Ling Li saw that he was really tight-lipped, and he didn't expect to be able to ask later, so he sighed and said, then I'll change the question - Miss Lin is here with you now, right?

Right. Murong Xun replied unequivocally this time. So what?

Ling Li wanted to laugh at his sudden tense attitude. Don't be so nervous, I'll just ask. Anyway, I know that you also hate me because of her - I admit that I am not a decent gentleman, and I will apologize for offending you and Miss Lin in the past, and we will settle it, okay?

It's not so much to do. Murong Xun is just a yin and yin tunnel. Soon we will be leveled.

Miss Lin would be sad if she knew that you had done so many things—so many things—in her eyes. Ling Li had no choice but to say.

What does it have to do with you.

Ling Li sighed heavily. Murong Gongzi, you are really very different from the first time I saw you.

Before the words fell, Murong Xun's sword scabbard blocked him, and Ling Lifang realized that there was no way out not far ahead. I saw Murong Xun put the scabbard up and was about to open the exit of this tunnel, but suddenly heard a sound of frolic outside. He frowned and lowered his sword.

Outside, there seemed to be the sound of several children chasing and playing. The two of them were silent in the dark, silent for a long time, and suddenly said, why do you have to go outside and kill me?

If you stink here, you will have the earth discovered. Murong Xun's tone was cold.

That's the same on the outside...... The sharp tone seemed to be that it was not him who was going to die. But then he changed his mind and remembered the word "water burial".

Yes, only the method of "water burial" that they are good at can completely eliminate the traces that are unknown. The land here is damp, and it should be at the water's edge.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, if this tunnel is built for killing people and throwing corpses, it is also practical.

The children outside seemed to be playing in the water, and they didn't leave for a long time, and Murong Xun's breathing seemed to be restless. Suddenly, with a bang, his sword was suddenly unsheathed. Ling Li hurriedly raised his sword with his left hand to block it, and there was a sound.

Why, you can't wait?

I still have something to do, I can't afford to do it, I will kill you and I will have time to end the matter later. Murong Xun said, and the long sword picked at his left wrist. In this darkness, he had to listen to the sound and distinguish the position, and after blocking two moves, the tip of Murong Xun's sword attacked, which seemed to be an extremely fierce killing move. He had no choice but to grab the hilt of the sword with his right hand and block him with the blade of the sword.

You-Murong Xun was obviously surprised. It only took more than two quarters of an hour to seal his acupuncture points - what reason was there for the acupoints that could only be solved in two hours to move freely so quickly?

Ling Li knew that he was surprised, and snorted and said, If the acupuncture path is not solved, am I so stupid to remind you that you can do it to me in the tunnel?

After Murong Xun was surprised, he immediately calmed down. Good. He said. Anyway, even if you solve the acupoint, you will still die.

Murong Xun's talent for strange and complex things is really not ordinary, so the Qinglong Sword Technique, in less than a year, he has practiced to more than four levels. Among the martial arts of the Qinglong Sect, the swordsmanship is the lightest one, and it is also in line with his temperament, which is to enter the realm quite quickly.

Fortunately, Ling Li had also seen the Qinglong swordsmanship - although he didn't take a few moves, he was seriously injured under Tuoba Lone's sword. It's just that the Qinglong swordsmanship is compared to his "swordsmanship with the name torn off"? In his opinion, he can't compare to the Qinglong swordsmanship after all—it's just that Tuoba Gu once said that if he "understands" his own swordsmanship, then in terms of swords, he will rarely meet opponents. If it is a stranger, he should only be a word of comfort. But Tuoba Gu - can't he be modest?

Previously, when Murong Xun pointed at his shoulder well, he used a scabbard. At the same time as his arm was sore, he suddenly thought of one thing: If the scabbard can also point to a person's acupoints, does it mean that a person's internal strength can be transmitted by other things? When controlling a weapon, there is a true air rotation, which is self-evident -- but what is the reason for this? Although the power of borrowing things can be taken advantage of by the sharpness or length of the weapon, is the output of the true power discounted because of this? Therefore, I have never heard of crossing the real power with the palm of the hand, but I have never borrowed other things to cross the force. People with profound internal skills are mostly good at a pair of fleshy palms, and those who are good at moves are good at making blades - such as Murong Xun, such as he is sharp.

So he thought, the internal strength you came from the scabbard hit my acupuncture point, and it was not so difficult to rush away. There's another reason he's thinking that—he's tried it too many times. Tuoba Gu sealed him outside the Qinglong Valley, and he forcibly rushed into the valley; Zhang Gongchang sealed him at the edge of the Taihu Lake, and he forcibly rushed to find people - it was a taboo to forcibly rush to the acupoint, and at least five or six out of ten would go against the wind, and at the worst would go crazy, but Ling Li was not. In addition to exerting a lot of energy and being weak for a while, he has never gone against the odds. It was because he was already extremely bold in this regard, but according to the previous two actions - silently reciting the word "continuation", adjusting the qi and gathering breath, and penetrating the occluded acupuncture points in one go. Even if Tuoba is alone, he can finally break through the acupuncture point that was not able to move for three hours in advance, which shows that this practice has traces to follow.

Every time it seemed that he had to do this, after the acupuncture points were loosened, he should have rested for a while, and he could only move after gradually recovering, but he acted immediately, just because every time it was to find Qiu Guanghan. The sequelae - the sharp pain and soreness that seemed to dissipate every time I found her - were really unbearable. However, right now, at this moment, his life is at stake, how could he not do the same thing.

This time, I quietly breathed myself for a while. After a few swords, the soreness on his right shoulder has not completely disappeared. Fortunately, although Murong Xun's swordsmanship is refined, his internal strength cultivation is not as strong as the skill of unconsciously learning the number of Qinglong, and under careful listening, he can hear that his breathing is also slightly unstable.

Murong Xun came back to his senses, and only the sound of the sword was heard in the dark. The strong wind hit his face, and Ling Li skillfully dodged it, dodged it, and hit it instead. This move came too quickly, and Murong Xun had to return to the sword to block. The sharp sword turned around, and it was a series of three strokes, and it was actually three times to his chest and abdomen.

Murong Xun blocked them one by one, very calmly - the Qinglong Sword was not as fast as Ling Li, but it had its own rhythm, and the performance was also seamless, both offensive and defensive, so that Ling Li's originally extremely sharp swordsmanship seemed to be stuck in a stalemate before the Qinglong Sword Technique, and he didn't feel a little irritable.

The voices of the children outside faded away, thinking that it was getting dark, and they were led home by adults. The battle was rising, and suddenly there seemed to be some strange sound coming from the other side of the tunnel, and both of them were in a daze, and they subconsciously stopped their swords.

Someone seems to have come down?

Murong Xun frowned and snorted. At this moment, the sword in his hand struck out quickly, trying to steal the killer while Ling Li's mind was divided. Ling Li heard the sound flashed sharply, and his reaction was finally fast, but with a sharp sound, the blade still cracked through the skin, pulling out a shallow opening on his abdomen, but it was hot and painful. He didn't have time to cover it with his hand, Murong Xun saw that he had a successful hand, and the second sword had already stabbed from the top of his head, killing him before someone came.

However, with a soft ding, the long sword hanging above Ling Li's head seemed to be blocked by something invisible, and it couldn't move for half a minute. Just listening to Murong Xun's hateful words, I know that it's you—if you don't come sooner or later, you want to go against me!

Although Ling Li didn't see the person clearly, this same feeling was not half off. It's you again. Even he couldn't help but say something self-deprecatingly, covering his wounds and standing up straight. A few months ago, it was clear that something like this had happened exactly the same thing.

The man who came slowly put the golden wire saw down, but his tone was very serious.

Zhang Envoy sold me face, do you want to kill Ling Li today? He is rarely cold.

Murong Xun seemed to sense that he was really displeased, and he didn't dare to argue, so he put away his sword. Then you say you should do it now. He grimaced. He's found me.

The one who came turned sharply. Zhuo Yan, the owner of the Vermilion Bird Cave, who had been in the dark for a long time in the past, naturally would not be unable to see his expression clearly. (To be continued.) )