Chapter 129

Xiao Song and ran Yan dismounted at the gate of the temple. Yu Bohao had already led people to wait at the gate of the hall. Seeing the two figures from a distance, he rushed to meet them. "According to the inspection, master Huaiyin is dead."

"Isn't it good in the morning? Why is it suddenly gone?" Xiao Song asked as he walked toward the palace.

Ran Yan also looks at Yu Bohao.

Yu Bohao approached Xiao Song and whispered a few words. Ran Yan didn't hear him, but since it is necessary to say it in private, then Huaiyin's death must have another secret. As for real death or fake death, it is not known.

Several people walked into the main hall. More than a hundred dressed monks were sitting on the top of the futon, reciting the great compassion mantra. The whole hall was filled with solemn chanting. In the center of the hall, there was a brand-new red cassock. The slender eyebrows were raised obliquely, and the Phoenix eyes were naturally closed. The long feather eyelashes cast a shadow at the moment, and the blood faded away The ruddy lips turned into a light apricot flower color. The neck was slender, and the collar part slightly revealed the white middle coat inside. It matched his jade skin, which was unspeakably clean and beautiful.

For many years, ran Yan has never seen such a beautiful corpse, just like a perfect artistic statue. Seeing his present appearance, she can't bear to imagine the change of his body.

Ran Yan can't help but want to be close to the observation, but Xiao Song pulled him in, lowered his voice in her ear and said, "sit down for a while."

Ran Yan nodded and sat down with his knees crossed.

Xiao Song also found a position, with the voice that can only be heard by two people, he said to ran Yan, "master Huaiyin is willing to be bait."

Sure enough, ran Yan recalled his pair of pale Phoenix eyes when he saw Huaiyin for the first time. He was relieved to learn that he was just a bait.

After sitting in the palace for a moment, ran Yan was drowsy after listening to the Scriptures. He could not help pulling Xiao Song's sleeve and whispering, "how many times should I read this Scripture?"

"If you want to do the ritual for seven days, don't read it a thousand times a day." Xiao Song said.

After the monk passed away, he was not allowed to move his body for 12 hours. After seven days of ritual work, he was cremated.

Jinghui will surely come. Ran Yan, no matter from a rational psychological analysis or a feeling from the bottom of her heart, the nun who distorts her heart because of love will be crazy after hearing the news of Huaiyin's death.

Crazy Ran Yan's heart suddenly startled, turned to Xiao Song and said, "Jinghui is likely to be harmful to the illusory sky!"

Xiao Song eyebrows slightly frown, immediately get up out of the hall, ordered people Qu to inform Ying Mei an's guard, pay close attention to Jinghui's actions.

"I'll take you back." Xiao Song saw the uneasiness in her heart.

In fact, it's not a very wise way to stimulate Jinghui with Huaiyin's death. If it wasn't for this incident, Jinghui would have been exposed under ran Yan's stimulation. Ran Yan scolded in his heart, and I don't know who came up with the bad idea.

Xiao Song and ran Yan walked out of Yuncong temple side by side, and met the person who came up with this bad idea -- Liu Qingsong.

"There are many herbs in this mountain..." Liu Qingsong cheerfully gathered together, but ushered in Xiao Song's cold eyes, "I think Liu Cishi is such a steady person, should not be able to come up with this bad idea."

Liu Qingsong unconsciously kneaded his waist and said confidently, "this is definitely the heaviest medicine The key is that the old lady wrote to urge... " Liu Qingsong's voice gradually weakened. He quickly looked at ran Yan, coughed twice and said, "the old lady asked when you will marry your granddaughter-in-law."

As soon as the words came out, it was quiet. Even the soldiers at the gate of the temple felt the murderous spirit on Xiao Song's body, and they all hastened to slow down their breathing.

Xiao Song felt that it was not the time to deal with Liu Qingsong. He was confused and wanted to explain something, but he didn't know where to start

Ran Yan lightly looked at him, no joy, no anger, continue to move forward.

"Liu Qingsong, you can serve the old lady in the future." Xiao Song mercilessly throws down this sentence, raises the step to want to chase ran Yan.

Liu Qingsong was carrying a large medicine box with a smile on his back and stuck it on it. "I can see Jiulang's gaffe. I'm willing to serve the old lady all my life. However, Jiulang, you are now more and more room style! Ha ha

The prime minister, Fang Xuanling, is known for his fear of the interior. Fang Xuanling is a master of both military and government affairs. But it was such a powerful figure that he was so afraid of his wife.

However, Fang Xuanling was not the only one who was afraid of his own affairs. In Chang'an City, the brave women who pulled them out would probably be able to stand on the whole Zhuque street. Half of the 24 meritorious officials in Lingyan Pavilion were afraid of Nei. Even the emperor felt a headache for their wives, but Fang Xuanling made a lot of trouble.

It is said that one day, early morning, the big guys are scattered, but Fang Xuanling is still standing there, Taizong is very strange, said the old house, you this is what? Fang Xuanling knelt on his knees: Your Majesty, you are going to make decisions for the old minister. The old minister was beaten by his wife, and his wife would not let me go home. Your majesty asks you to send me an imperial edict and let my wife allow me to go home. Otherwise, I can't live. I will die in front of you.

Taizong really ordered Fang Xuanling to go home. After that, he felt uncomfortable. He thought, how can the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty be afraid of his wife? So he chose several beautiful maids to give them to Fang Xuanling.Just under the edict of the forefoot, two hours later, Lu led the maids to the palace.

Taizong also became angry and gave a bowl of "poison", saying that he would either die or go back obediently to help these maids as concubines. Lu's "poison" came from the lower end and drank it all at once.

Fortunately, Taizong had foresight and used vinegar as poison. Otherwise, if he died, Fang Xuanling would come back and find him. How could he compensate? Even so, I was scared out of a cold sweat, and I couldn't help but feel happy. Fortunately, my Guanyin maid (empress changsun) was gentle and virtuous!

This matter has become a joke of Changan people.

Xiao Song naturally knew that Liu Qingsong was running on him. He glanced at the next sentence, "the old lady always doesn't count. If you dare to run on me because she has allowed you something, you'd better ask for more happiness for yourself!"

Liu Qingsong was staggering. Just now he was proud to float into the clouds. Suddenly, he fell on the ground. When he thought about it, how could he not know the old lady's temperament? He was surprised and curious when he saw Xiao Song's gaffe. He was surprised and curious, and then he forgot about it. Think about it, Liu Qingsong rushed to Xiao Song's back and yelled, "Jiulang, I'm joking, really!"

However, Xiao Song only gave him a back of the head and rushed to catch up with ran Yan and went up the mountain with her.

"Fang Xuanling is the second Liu Qingsong curled his mouth and immediately began to think about how to seduce ran Yan.

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in yingmei'an, before ran Yan entered the courtyard, he heard the loud cry of the unreal sky and the angry roar of the late green. Mention of the heart, can not help but put down.

"Since I have nothing to do, I will go back to Yuncong temple first." Seeing that ran Yan didn't notice his existence, Xiao song could not help but feel a little depressed. His voice showed his inner dissatisfaction.

Ran Yan Dun stepped down, turned back to look at him, and said with a slight frown, "come, you want to come, go or you want to go, bet me what gas."

Xiao Song was angry and snorted. He wanted to shake his sleeve and go. But somehow, his feet stood in place like a root, so he had to face away.

Ran Yan looked at his angry appearance, and felt funny in his heart. He also felt that Xiao Song was more real than his usual imposing appearance. "Since you don't leave, come in and have a cup of tea."

Xiao Song's anger and discontent in his heart were immediately smoothed down.

He didn't cover up his emotions in front of Ran Yan today, trying to restore his impression on him. But now he feels that it's easier to get along with her and get closer to her.

How long has he not tried to get along with people like this?

As soon as I stepped into the yard, I saw the scene just flying.

Late green grabs the collar of the magic sky. Xing Niang and Xiaoman pull the evening green. Four people roll on the ground, making the garden a mess of herbs.

Xiao Song was also obviously suppressed by the battle in front of him, and then turned to an interesting view.

"Stop it!" As soon as ran Yan's deep voice came out, the cry, the scream and the voice of persuasion stopped abruptly.

Gellan also ran out of the kitchen.

Nest for a group of four people, lenglengleng looked at ran Yan and Xiao Song for a while, quickly separated from stand up.

Xing Niang's old face was red, dry cough several times, quickly rationed the clothes on the sideburns, and raised her feet to rush to the kitchen.

"Xing Niang, what's going on?" Ran Yan asked.

"This The old slave was trying to dissuade him. He was dragged into it by accident. I don't know what happened Xing Niang has always attached great importance to etiquette. Now she is especially seen by an outsider named Xiao Song. She has lost everything!

The courtyard was quiet for a few minutes. The door of the side room creaked and opened. He came out of the door much shorter than his height with his head down in a white tunic. After standing in the corridor, he saw Xiao Song beside ran Yan at the first sight.

At present, the murderous spirit of both sides suddenly burst out, which is a tacit understanding between the old enemies.

Ran Yan felt a miscalculation. According to reason, Su Fu was hurt so badly that he would be unconscious for two or three days at least. She never thought that he would wake up at this time.

If Xiao Song didn't see Su Fu, he might not have existed, but once he got on, he would never die.

In such a situation of great disparity in power, it is clear at a glance who the dead are.

The murderous spirit diffuses, the illusory sky even dare not make the sound of choking. She tries her best to gather on the evening green. It seems that she wishes that the evening green is a bush, so that she can get in and take refuge.

Ran Yan raised his head and rubbed his temple. He decided to ask Xiao Song again, "Xiao Lang Jun, this time..."

"Needless to say, I said things can't be done again. Do I look like such an unprincipled person?" Xiao Song's sharp eyes, Shun also not shun staring at Su Fu.

And Sufu did not show much, that cold and dark eyes, with a momentum of burning jade and stone.

When the two met, they were not as peaceful as when Xiao Song and sang Chen met. The atmosphere was on the verge of hair, and ran Yan was sweating. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!