The door opens.
Su Yi walked out of the door slowly.
"It's you!"
Song Meihui was surprised, but there was a hint of coldness on her face.
Su Yi, who walked out of the house, put his hands behind his back and looked at Song Meihui at the foot of the steps: "Are you going to kill yourself to apologize? Why bother?"
"Stop pretending here!"
Song Meihui gritted her silver teeth secretly, and said with murderous intent on her face: "Isn't all this thanks to you? How could I be so beautiful when I was born? I, Song Meihui, didn't expect that this trip to the Great Week would be ruined in the hands of you, my abandoned son-in-law. , not worth it!”
"My skills are just inferior to those of others. We have come this far, why don't we wake up? How pitiful, how pitiful!"
"Shut up!"
Song Meihui was so angry that she took out the samurai sword in her hand and said: "Su, my medical skills are indeed not as good as yours, but now...since God has given me this opportunity, let me use my Korean martial arts to... Prove that you can’t beat me in everything!”
Finished.
She held the knife in both hands and rushed towards Su Yi, but before Su Yi could reach him, her knees weakened and she fell to the ground.
"ah!"
Song Meihui reached out and touched her unconscious thigh: "You, you actually used a hidden weapon!"
Su Yi shook his head helplessly and followed down the steps. When he came to Song Meihui, he said calmly: "Actually, the flying needle technique is not only a medical skill that saves people, it is also a martial art that can kill people."
"What?"
Song Meihui, who was lying on the ground, looked up at Su Yi in surprise: "You, you used the flying needle technique?"
"That's right..."
Su Yi nodded: "So, you people in South Korea are too fond of things that seek fame. Who invented acupuncture? This is the fact. If you insist on saying yes, it will only prove your humbleness and weakness... "
"you!"
Song Meihui hit the ground hard with her pink fist: "Shut up!"
"Look at you, you are too attached to those false reputations. In the final analysis, acupuncture is used to treat diseases and save people, not to show off. It is putting the cart before the horse and showing off. From you, I have already seen the depth of Park Shengtai. He is not worthy. Fight with me."
Su Yi said and walked towards the courtyard gate.
But Song Meihui glanced at the fallen katana, and she crawled forward with all her strength. Just when the katana was caught in her hand, she was about to throw it at Su Yi.
Her eyes opened suddenly, her body went limp, and she fell to the ground, dying.
Su Yi walked to the courtyard door. When he opened the door, he sighed softly: "If you don't activate your inner strength, you may still have a few hours to live."
After the night banquet.
Park Shengtai brought several disciples back to the courtyard. When he saw Song Meihui's body, he didn't even look at it: "Take this person away. She doesn't deserve to be buried in our land of Korea. Let her bones be buried in Da Zhou is fine."
Soon, the guards carried Song Meihui's body away.
Park Shengtai walked into the house with everyone.
"Kuanyu, our plan has completed the first step tonight. From now on, we can continue to act according to the plan."
Pu Chuanyu bowed slightly: "Yes, uncle, our Korean warriors are also entering the city one after another. We can take action only when your plan succeeds."
Let’s talk about the other side.
After Gu Minmin returned to the Su Mansion, she lost her temper: "Su Yi, after tonight we only have two days left, please think of a way!"
Opening his mouth to eat the grapes Su Wen gave him, Su Yi squinted and nodded: "These grapes are so sweet..."
"What kind of grapes do you still want to eat? Have you forgotten what you promised His Majesty?"
Gu Minmin angrily put her hands on her hips, as if asking for debt: "Su Yi, if you are so careless, I will go to His Majesty to sue you now!"
"Mistress Minmin...have you forgotten what you promised me?" Su Yi asked.
"Who, who is the maid? Besides, I, I promised to listen to you, but you can't just ignore it, can you?"
Su Yi picked up the wine glass and muttered: "Grape wine luminous cup, it's a pity... this only has grape wine but lacks luminous cup!"
Before he finished speaking, Su Yi frowned slightly and murmured: "Glow-in-the-dark cup?"
"What kind of luminous cup? You still have fun, I, I really want to go to His Majesty to sue you!"
Su Yi raised his hand, frowned slightly and said, "Don't shout!"
As he spoke, he stood up, walked to the window thoughtfully, and muttered: "Transparency... see the truth through the facts... If there is no Qingmu Ding in Park Shengtai's house, then is the drawing the same as Qingmu Ding?" What about the tripod?"
Thinking of this, Su Yi looked up at the night sky. The full moon hung in the sky like a silver plate.
"Huasheng Temple... I remember that this is where one of the circles is drawn."
Su Yi said, turning around and looking at Gu Minmin: "Let's go here for a walk."
"Now?"
Gu Minmin looked outside in surprise.
"Otherwise? Didn't you say you don't have much time? Let's go, maid Minmin."
Su Yi said this and walked out of the door with a relaxed expression.
Gu Minmin was stunned for a moment and said loudly: "Su Yi, who is your maid? I am not!"
But Su Wen stepped forward and pulled her: "Okay, okay, Miss Gu, stop shouting, everyone else has gone away."
"ah?"
Seeing this, Gu Minmin could only stamp her foot angrily: "Wait for me!"
Huasheng Temple.
One of the famous temples in Chang'an City.
Master Yuanzhi, the abbot, was honored as the national master by Wu Siniang. He often went to the palace to give lectures to Wu Siniang. He was of high seniority and had a great influence on the Buddhist sects in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
His disciples Xuanguo and Xuanming are also accomplished monks.
Master Xuanguo, the host of Huasheng Temple, squinted his eyes and smiled at Su Yi and Gu Minmin who walked into the Zen room: "Master Su, why do you want to visit me at Huasheng Temple at night?"
Su Yi smiled at Xuan Guo and said, "Master Xuan Guo, we want to verify something."
"Speaking."
"Master, have you ever heard of the Green Wood Cauldron?"
Xuan Guo was slightly startled, then thought for a while and said, "There are rumors in the world that there was a sacred object in Baihua Valley, named Qingmu Ding, but this object was stolen by foreigners. Is this the object Master Su is talking about?"
"Yeah." Su Yi nodded.
"Master Su asked the old monk what this thing means?" Xuan Guo asked again.
Su Yi smiled faintly: "The Green Wood Cauldron was originally from the Baihua Valley of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I heard that this thing reappeared in Chang'an. I wanted to find the Green Wood Cauldron and return it to the Baihua Valley."
"Is it in my Huasheng Temple?"
"It's not known yet."
Xuan Guo frowned slightly and asked with a somewhat displeased expression: "This is strange. Since Mr. Su is not sure whether he is in our Huasheng Temple, is it possible that Mr. Su is suspicious of me or the monks in the temple when he visits the old monk at night? Did you steal this cauldron?"
"No." Su Yi replied.
Xuan Guo's voice was a little cold at the moment: "In this case, Mr. Su, it is better not to disturb my Qing Xiu, please go back."
Seeing this, Su Yi didn't say anything, just said "excuse me" and left Huasheng Temple with Gu Minmin.
"This, forget it?"
Gu Minmin, who returned to the carriage, pouted: "You came here in the middle of the night just to ask a few questions? Su Yi, are you too bored?"
"boring?"
Su Yi lifted the car curtain, glanced at the Huasheng Temple under the night, and murmured: "I'm afraid that the Huasheng Temple at the moment is not as boring as you said."
