"Wong Tai Sin has a special status in the Holy Lotus Sect. He is far from as simple as you think!"
"It's not that simple? You think of him too complicated, right? I can expose all his deceptions one by one. He is a liar. Instead of killing him, you want to exonerate him?"
"Even if he is a liar, he is a liar that the Holy Lotus Church needs. Now except you and me, no one knows that his magic is all fraud, but what if you expose him? Do you think the Holy Lotus Church cares about him? Really a great immortal? As long as he can attract more followers to the Holy Lotus Sect, the rest is not important at all."
Qing'er said patiently, then took a deep breath, "Hey... Although Mr. Bai's drawings are valued by others, it seems that Huang Taixian is more needed by the Holy Religion at present, and you are all heroes of the Holy Religion. Now you When things like this happen, there is always a need for a result.”
"What's the result?"
"Now that Wong Tai Sin has just woken up, he is throwing a tantrum and wants an explanation from the Holy Lotus Sect. After all, you have vented your anger. Why don't you apologize to Wong Tai Sin and let's change the situation..."
"Apologise?" Bai Song sneered, "Qing'er, is this the first day you met me?"
Qing'er frowned and said yes in her heart. She thought he had hit the young master of the Zheng family. How could he ever admit his mistake?
The matter was indeed difficult to handle, and Qing'er had no choice. After much hesitation, she finally got up and said, "Mr. Bai, take a good rest first. No matter what happens, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
At the same time, in another room in the town.
The slight moans continued. Wong Tai Sin was wrapped into a rice dumpling with bandages on the bed, and there was severe pain everywhere in his body. How could his old bones withstand such torture? It would be better to continue to faint when I wake up. Now every second is suffering.
"Ouch... I... I want to see the leader, and I want the leader to give me an explanation! Ouch... it hurts to death..."
"Great Immortal, please have a good rest first. I'm afraid there may be some misunderstanding about this matter."
"Misunderstanding? What other misunderstandings could there be? That boy just wanted my life. Today I put my words aside. In the Holy Lotus Sect, there is him but not me, and there is me but not him."
Several people around him tried to comfort him, but to little avail.
At this time, Qing'er came over, and everyone in the Holy Lotus Sect looked at her. Qing'er looked solemn and shook her head.
The protector sighed heavily and turned around to comfort Wong Tai Sin: "Da Sin, please take good care of your injuries first. Once your injuries are healed, there will be more young girls in the town waiting for you to enjoy."
"Ouch, I want revenge... I want revenge! That brat bullied others too much!"
"Yes, we have already detained that person."
…
Regarding the Bai Song Dynasty, the Holy Lotus Sect had to find a solution.
After seeing Wong Tai Sin, the guardian left with several core members.
On the street, the protector asked: "Then Bai Song didn't say anything?"
"Master Bai doesn't like Wong Tai Sin deceiving the people."
"Why should he stick to trivial matters when he achieves great things?" The protector said angrily, "That boy is really weird. Everyone has heard what the general said before. This person is really an unsettling factor for me if he stays in the Holy Lotus Sect."
"Dharma protector, the general just now was obviously sowing discord." Qing'er quickly explained.
The protector frowned, knowing that Qing'er was very interested in Bai Song, so he couldn't say much.
After thinking for a while, he said, "There are too many things to do tonight. Let's talk about anything tomorrow. No matter what, we must let that kid understand that if he wants to gain a foothold in the Holy Lotus Sect, he cannot interfere in matters that are not related to him."
"Qing'er will go and persuade him tomorrow, and he will definitely be able to make sense to Mr. Bai."
The protector motioned for everyone to disperse, but after everyone left, one person walked up to the protector.
This person is none other than Fire Phoenix.
When the protector saw this, he asked curiously: "What do you have to say?"
"Master Protector, I have something to say about Bai Song's identity."
"What words?"
"Defender still remembers Li Miao?"
"how?"
"Does the Dharma protector believe that people can come back to life?"
"Resurrected from the dead? What do you mean?"
"The person who handled Li Miao's body was a subordinate. He threw Li Miao's body outside the villa that day and didn't think much about it. But since he heard that Li Jing's army came for Li Miao, he went to see it. Looking at Li Miao’s body, it turned out that Li Miao was not found where the body was thrown.”
The protector frowned slightly: "Could it be that he was killed by a wild beast in the mountains..."
"If it were a wild beast, there would be some meat residue or traces of dragging nearby, but there are no traces there. Instead, it looks more like it left by itself."
"Are you saying that Li Miao came back from the dead? Or that he didn't die at all?"
"This is just a conjecture of my subordinates. After all, judging from the situation at the time, Li Miao is bound to die. But Lord Protector, don't forget that Bai Song has a close relationship with Li Miao, and Bai Song is a doctor with superb medical skills. Yes. Weren’t you using some means that ordinary people don’t understand to put Li Miao into suspended animation?”
"...Why do you think so? This is too incredible."
"Because of the general just now, don't you find it strange, Lord Protector? If Li Jing's army came because of Li Miao, why didn't they trace Li Miao's whereabouts? How could they be forced back by the villagers so easily?"
The protector's expression changed when he heard this, and he felt that Huo Fenghuang's guess was correct.
Huo Fenghuang continued: "As for the general, Qing'er is sincere towards Bai Song, so she naturally helps Bai Song to say good things. But the protector has to make his own judgment, and Bai Song wants to see the leader, could it be? The imperial court’s plan to capture the king?”
The protector's heart skipped a beat, and his back was soaked with cold sweat when Huo Fenghuang reminded him.
If that's the case, isn't that boy Bai Song too dangerous?
"The matter is so important that we can't rely on just a conjecture. We need solid evidence."
"It's very simple. The protector only needs to send someone to inquire about it in the army outside the town, and maybe it can be verified."
…
The next day, the people were still denouncing the murderer, and their hatred became higher and higher. They believed that the Holy Lotus Sect was shielding the murderer, and they actually began to feel dissatisfied with the Holy Lotus Sect.
Such a situation made the Holy Lotus Sect feel uneasy and even more aware of the importance of Wong Tai Sin.
Now the Holy Lotus Sect needs Wong Tai Sin to appease the people, but Wong Tai Sin is too seriously injured and can't get out. It's a pity that the accompanying doctor is not very skilled.
Thinking of the doctor, Bai Song seems to be a good choice.
Qing'er came to see Bai Song again early in the morning. Bai Song sat alone all night, and his mood finally relaxed.
Looking back on last night, he was indeed impulsive. The situation he was in did not allow him to express his emotions at all. After what happened last night, the situation he was in became even more dangerous.
Qing'er brought breakfast, thinking of the conversation last night, it was hard to say anything to Mr. Bai for a while.
It was Bai Song who took the initiative to speak: "Qing'er, I was a little angry last night, so my tone was a little harsh."
Qing'er felt relieved. She didn't care about this because she was afraid that Mr. Bai would be stubborn and she wouldn't be able to say good things to him at that time, so she kept smiling: "Why does Mr. Bai need to explain? If it weren't for Qing'er, Mr. Bai wouldn't be here." Here, let us let what happened last night pass."
past?
Bai Song thought to himself, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get over.
