I saw that Jing Si fainted slightly, and his whole body was already drenched in fragrant sweat, and where the sweat flowed, it washed away the blood stains like a bath, but completely exposed the original snow-white skin. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Cihang Nunnery is deserted, and even if it is dawn, no one will come to wake up and meditate. But that's fine, at least she can get a good night's sleep, you must know that she hasn't had a solid rest since she left last time. Let her get a good night's sleep seems to be a deliberate arrangement by Hanging Moon Peak.

In the afternoon, in front of the solemn Buddha statue, a pair of obscene eyes hid in a dark corner, and began to look at the white carcass of meditation to the fullest.

Jing Si didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he gradually woke up, looked up, but saw the solemn Buddha statue looking at him, and Jing Si instinctively flashed a trace of guilt. After all, I am now lying naked in front of the Buddha, which is a great disrespect to the Buddha.

If there really was a Buddha in the world, how could he let the Xitai Bloody Case happen in front of him? If he could watch his disciples flow into a river of blood in front of the door and ignore it, even if there was such a Buddha, Jing Si would not want to worship it.

With a wave of one hand, Jing Si wrapped his body tightly in the tattered clothes. Although it was just a small gesture, it surprised Jing Si, who clearly didn't exert much effort just now, but easily did what he wanted. Such curiosity naturally appeared in those prying eyes, but when he thought about it suddenly, he might not have time to walk away, so he simply continued to hide in a corner.

In fact, Jing Si probably didn't know that he used the silver needle to cross the acupoint last night to repeatedly heal his injuries, not only cured all the injuries, but also indirectly opened up his own Rendu second vein, coupled with the effect of the Netherworld Ghost Soul Method, its internal force has long been incomparable.

Jing Si then went back to her room to take a bath, and after changing into clean clothes, she went to the grave of Master Houshan to pay respects. I don't know which kind-hearted person buried all the sisters of Cihang Nunnery around the tomb of Gumei Shitai, and Jing Si is naturally grateful for this.

After a few worships, Jing Si couldn't say anything else. First, she felt that she would be spurned by her master if she violated her master's order to cultivate the Netherworld Ghost Suo Dafa, and she would not be able to be buried here like other teachers and sisters after her death;

Jing Si then stood up, the only thing she could do for these dead sisters, and the only thing she had to do, was to avenge them. Under the cold wind, in the sunset, meditating and standing on the grave, my heart is already desolate.

Jing Si has been out for two days this time, and he must go back to Baijian Villa, lest Yuan Zongliang find him. Jing Si locked the gate of Cihang Nunnery, and went down the mountain without looking back.

Ever since she had used the silver needle to heal herself, Jing Si only felt that the true qi in her body was abundant and clear, and when she started to do light work, it was unbelievable for her to be fast or long-lasting. In this way, the descent that would have taken an hour or two was completed in just a few incense sticks.

But Jing Si was not indulging in joy, for she had to make a trip to the town's blacksmith before dark. What did she go there for?

"Shopkeeper, please use fine iron to make a nine-foot steel wire in the shape of this thin wire. Jing Si said.

The blacksmith hesitated, first, this wire was very delicate, and it was really difficult to make such a thin steel wire with fine iron, and second, the use of the nuns of Cihang'an to create this nine-foot steel wire was also incomprehensible to him.

Seeing the blacksmith's hesitation, Jing Si offered all the silver he had brought. The so-called not looking at the face of the monk and looking at the face of the Buddha, seeing so much money, even if it is difficult, the blacksmith will find a way to overcome it. It was only after the blacksmith agreed that he realized that the difficulty of things was by no means just that.

"I'll pick it up early tomorrow morning, please be sure to help me finish it all night. Jing Si said resolutely.

The blacksmith looked at the money, and after a little calculation, he agreed.

Jing Si really came to get it early the next morning, and the blacksmith really kept his word, and really forged the steel wire all night. Jing Si picked up the nine-foot steel wire and tried it, but it was not thick or thin.

"Mrs. Shi, what are you doing with this wire?" the blacksmith finally couldn't help but ask.

Jing Si did not answer, only rolled up the wire and walked lightly, leaving the blacksmith to continue with a blank expression.

Today is the third day that Jing Si has left Baijian Villa, and Jing Si must hurry back, so he hurried along the way, but when he was halfway there, he found that there was another person in front of him in a hurry. This person is in black clothes and black hat, there is no need to say more, naturally Yuan Zong is undoubtedly forgiven.

Jing Si remembered the things that Mo Yi analyzed with her, and knew that Yuan Zongliang was a person with other plans, so he was naturally no longer grateful to him. What's more, when he saw that Cihang'an was washed in blood, he didn't make a move, he was so cold-blooded and ruthless, but how different was he from Sima Chongcheng's comrades?

But Jing Si can't show it, after all, he has to borrow from him to go to Lin'an, and the best way is to go as usual.

"Why did Yuan Zongliang rush to Baijian Villa from outside early in the morning? What did he go out for? Could it be that he went to find himself?" Jing Si asked repeatedly in his heart.

In fact, Jing Si knew that he was the key person in Yuanzong's trip to Lin'an to seize the throne, so he naturally wouldn't let her leave at will, but if he found Cihang Nunnery, wouldn't he leak many things?

Jing Si secretly felt that it was not good, so he shouted from a distance behind Yuan Zongliang.

Yuan Zongliang looked back, but he was shocked into a cold sweat.

"Mrs. Shi, where have you been? Yuan Zongliang said eagerly.

Jing Si noticed that Yuanzong was forgiving and weak-hearted, so her heart tightened, but she couldn't let the other party see it, so she said in a low voice: "I recuperate in the house every day, but I want to go out for a walk. ”

Yuan Zongliang took a closer look at Jing Si and asked, "Shitai is going back to Cihang Nunnery, right?"

"Do you know I'm back to Cihang'an?" asked Jing Si as she suddenly pretended to be nervous.

But Yuan Zongliang became even more nervous, and hurriedly replied: "I don't know, I just guessed." ”

Seeing his expression, Jing Si only felt that something was wrong, so he asked again: "The owner of the Yuan Zhuang rushed to the village early in the morning, but he didn't know where to go?"

Yuan Zongliang didn't expect Jing Si, who didn't talk much on weekdays, to ask like this, and he couldn't answer for a while, so he had to say hesitantly: "Yuan is just walking around." ”

But Jing Si didn't believe this, because judging from the time, Yuan Zongliang must have been outside last night, otherwise it would never have been possible to appear here early in the morning. What's more, Jing Si has no familiar place here, the only one who can go is Cihang Nunnery, and if Yuan Zongliang wants to find her, he will definitely go to Xitai.

Jing Si then became vigilant, Yuan Zongliang had been to Cihang Nunnery, so did he see or steal the Netherworld Ghost Suo Dafa that he had learned? Of course, if he went to Hanging Moon Peak, wouldn't he have seen his own naked Buddha Hall? Thinking of this, Jing Si hated Yuan Zongfu more and more.

Yuan Zong forgave Jing Si didn't seem to be in a good mood, but he also understood, after all, revisiting the old place will bring back many old memories, whether it is good or bad, it is inevitable that people will feel nostalgic. But Yuan Zongliang didn't want to see Jing Si sad, so he was concerned: "Shitai's injury has not yet healed, so it's not good to run around like this......

Yuan Zongliang said but suddenly found that Jing Si's blood was ruddy, and the words were also full of neutrality, which was not at all like before. And comparing the time of going down the mountain, Yuan Zongliang was only surprised to find that meditation was mysterious and unpredictable.