Chapter 130

Sufu's arm moved slightly, and a knife slipped from his sleeve. He has been living in the storm these years. If he didn't have a sword on his side, he couldn't sleep at all.

After a long confrontation, Xiao Song's murderous spirit suddenly vented. He leaned over ran Yan's ear and said, "however, since seventeen niangs ask for help, I can have no principle, but..."

Xiao Song slightly curved the corner of his lips, looked at Su Fu, did not finish the next words, turned out of the yard.

But what? Ran Yan turned to look at the shaking door, some trance.

Su Fu quietly put back the knife, supported the wall, and ran Yan said, "thank you very much."

Ran Yan takes back his mind, walks up the corridor, reaches out his hand to hold Su Fu's wrist, and probes into his pulse, "finally, he is out of danger."

They sat down in the porch. The people in the courtyard were shocked by the murderous spirit just now, and went to work on their own affairs in silence.

"What are your plans for the future?" Ran Yan turned his head and looked at his handsome and pale face.

"Ready to take my mother's bones back to her hometown." Su Fu looked at ran Yan's half face and covered his heart with a trace of strange.

For Su Fu, staying in the Tang Dynasty meant that he could only live in hiding in Tibet. Especially, his old enemy Xiao Song had already known his identity and appearance. It would be easier to catch him again than before. Xiao Song never does unnecessary things, so he is willing to sell his love to ran Yan so easily.

"It's a good thing for you to take care of your injury and find a place to live in seclusion." Ran Yan's right way.

Sufu nodded slightly, got up and went back to the room, "thank you. I owe you this favor. Sufu will return it in the next life."

In this life, most of the people he is involved in will have no good end.

Ran Yan sat on the porch and looked at the mess in the yard. After a few breaths, Sufu's voice suddenly rang out again, "you know I'm a person full of right and wrong. Why do you want to save me?"

Ran Yan raised his head and said with a smile, "why do you think I will save you when you come to me?"

Su Fu was dumbfounded. It was just a kind of intuition. Ran Yan was so similar to him. The only difference was that the blood on her hands was all dead people, and he specialized in harvesting the lives of the living.

After dinner, ran Yan received a letter from Ran's house, saying that he would pick her up the day after tomorrow.

For ran Yan, this news is absolutely nothing but surprise but joy. Wanlu and Xing Niang are also mixed with sadness and joy. The only person who is happy is Gelan, because she wants revenge. Only when she gets close to Gao, can she implement the revenge she has planned for a long time.

It's going to be wonderful. Ran Yan is particularly happy to watch the excitement, so he can only adjust his mind to the most peaceful state.

Night falls, the sky is high, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the clouds at the foot of the mountain come from the temple.

For Jinghui, such a sound is not only unable to calm down, but also like a magic spell.

Ran Yan sighed and lay on the couch, slowly closing his eyes.

In the early morning of the next day, before daybreak, there was a small disturbance in the yard. Ran Yan listened quietly for a while, but did not understand what was going on. Then she said in a voice, "what's the matter, Mrs. Xing?"

After a few pauses, the sound of hasty footsteps sounded on the porch. Xing Niang came in with the curtain, "lady, the husband you saved is missing, and only a letter is left."

"Well." Su Fu will leave also in ran Yan's expectation, she embraces is sitting up, but I do not know why the heart actually some lonely. He took the letter and opened it. There was only a piece of paper in it. His handwriting was like that of him. It was cold and sharp.

Farewell this evening, goodbye, do not forget.

The signature is: Ziqi.

Ran Yan only left a little hazy drowsiness in an instant disappeared, in his mind he stood in the moonlight, a smile can be absolutely Qing Cheng.

What does it feel like?

"Lady..." Xing Niang could not help worrying at her stupidity.

Ran Yan shook his head, "nothing, you go out first, I want to sleep again."

Seeing that she was lying back again, Xing Niang retired and took the door with her.

Ran Yan reached for the flute beside the couch and drew out the short sword. The cold light fell on her face, and she narrowed her eyes unconsciously.

It was not until the morning light came through the gap between the lattice windows that she put the patient away and lay down for a while before calling Wan Lv to come in and serve her.

After breakfast, ran Yan sits lazily in the porch and adjusts his breath according to the book given by Su Fu. After finishing his work, he moves a round waist chair to read the medical books. Ran Yan has lost interest in the murder cases of elopement men and women. What to do next is the government's business.

Night green was punished for copying scriptures, and Gelan was teaching illusory sky to practice calligraphy on the ground with branches.

The day before returning to Ran's house, ran Yan spent his time in such idleness.

In the morning of the next day, soldiers came up to inform ran Yan that master Huaiyin's cremation had been held in advance, which was at noon today.

Ran Yan thought that the way to force Jinghui to show his horse's feet was that she was afraid that Jinghui's madness would be harmful to the illusory sky, so she took the phantom and all the people to Yuncong temple to observe the ceremony.

In the view of Buddhism, death is not the end, but a new beginning, especially for a monk like Huaiyin who has a good understanding of Buddhism, and death is the fulfillment of merits and virtues.Entering Yuncong temple, the ancient temple of withered trees, it is solemn. Ran Yan thought, do these monks know the truth?

On a fine day, a fire has been set up on the open space. Huaiyin'an sits on it, surrounded by monks chanting sutras. Xiao Song, Liu pinrang and others stand outside.

Ran Yan also found a remote place to stand.

"Master Huaiyin is still so beautiful." Illusory empty eyes fell on Huaiyin's face, and his expression was full of admiration. "He must be the reincarnation of Buddha."

"What's your opinion? If you say it's good-looking, Mr. Xiao is also good-looking. Is it Buddha's reincarnation?" Night green whispered.

"Not the same." Illusory air refutes.

Is not the same, with the invisible on the kind of cut off the world's temperament, and all people in the world are different.

The sun rises, the temple bell is long, the Scripture is unceasing, the fire basin has been lit around.

Ran Yan observes Huaiyin carefully. He is not dead. Otherwise, he will never look like a living two days after his death.

The bell rang ninety-nine and eighty times, and the chanting continued, but it became more and more urgent. Seeing that the sun was approaching the afternoon, ran Yan was a little anxious. If Jinghui didn't come, would he really burn Huaiyin?

"There's a fire." Standing in front of the old monk, hoarse voice.

Standing on the four sides of the little monk has lit the torch, chanting aloud, and wooden fish Bang Bang Bang sound, people feel nervous to the extreme.

Liu Qingsong frowns tightly. Xiao Song and Liu pin make calm and frightening. It seems that it doesn't matter if Huaiyin is really burned.

"Ignition." The old monk raised his voice.

Hearing the sound, the four monks put the torches close to the fire. With a bang, the monk in the south corner dropped the torch to the ground. Just as ran Yan thought it was Jinghui's effort to knock down the torch, the monk fell to the ground.

Ran Yan frowned, followed by the second and the third, and the monk fell.

Liu Qingsong hurried forward to check the pulse, and found that they were just in a coma, and then slightly relieved. (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. )

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