With another bell ringing, the morning classes at Nan'an Temple ended, and the pilgrims dispersed one after another. Those who prayed, offered incense, and asked for fortune-telling. Incense smoke curled up, covering the entire Nan'an Temple.
Chu Xiaoqing took a Buddhist scripture from the Buddhist boy and walked towards Hui Hai, who was in charge of the small Buddhist hall.
She was wearing a plain white skirt, with black silk tied into a flying fairy bun, and two strands of hair hanging down in front of her forehead. She had such an aura that the fat monk Huihai couldn't help but take a second look, but he seemed to have thought of something. The fat all over his body trembled, and he quickly bowed and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Miss Chu, please come with me."
"Thank you."
Chu Xiaoqing returned the gift gracefully with an unsteady expression.
The small Buddhist hall is located in the side courtyard of Nan'an Temple and is specially set up for the powerful.
The so-called equality of all living beings in Buddhism seems somewhat like a joke, at least it is a joke in Nan'an Temple. If you are rich and powerful, the Buddha you worship, the gold plating on the Buddha statues will be thicker than the outside.
The two of them were speechless and walked all the way to the small Buddhist hall. Huihai clasped his hands together, stretched out his hand towards the door of the small Buddhist hall and said, "Donor please."
Chu Xiaoqing nodded slightly and stepped straight into the small Buddhist hall.
The small Buddhist hall is empty, with various Buddhas and deities posted on the surrounding walls. There are a few futons placed in the middle. Behind a Buddha table that is about ten feet long, there is a golden statue of Bodhisattva enshrined.
Chu Xiaoqing placed the scriptures on the Buddha's desk, took out three sticks of sandalwood from the incense box, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner on the Buddha's desk.
At this time, Hui Hai slowly closed the door and left in a hurry.
The misty smoke quickly rose and spread quickly throughout the room.
After Chu Xiaoqing clasped her hands and bowed three times, she turned around and knelt down on the futon.
At this time, she saw that the bottom of the table curtain on the Buddha's table was gently lifted, revealing a handsome face, winking at her.
The person under the table was Jiang Yunzhou who had been hiding here in advance.
He had informed Chu Xiaoqing in advance and fully informed King Yu of the purpose of his trip. Originally, he could take action when King Yu arrived in the next room. However, in order to let Chu Xiaoqing deal with this guy personally and avoid causing too much noise during the fight, The two discussed and decided to take action when King Yu and Du San, the disciple of the Guiyi Realm, were separated.
As for the Poison Three, he naturally left it to the three masters of the Guiyi Realm to deal with it.
Three against one, and it was an ambush attack, no matter what happened, nothing strange would happen to him.
Chu Xiaoqing glanced at the bottom of the table calmly, suppressed a smile on her lips, and rolled her eyes at him. Jiang Yunzhou then put away the tablecloth and waited patiently.
After a few breaths.
Chu Xiaoqing suddenly blushed, her breathing became rapid, and she fell unsteadily on the futon beside her...
In the next room.
Prince Yu was lying on the imperial chair, eyes closed, as if he was pretending to be asleep.
However, it was obvious from the ups and downs of his chest that his mood was not calm at the moment.
"Zhiqua——"
At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a guard came in quietly, lowered his head and said in his ear: "Your Highness, he fainted."
Hearing this, King Yu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he swallowed subconsciously.
"good!"
King Yu slapped the armchair and stood up, and hurried towards the small Buddhist hall.
As soon as he entered the door and looked at the graceful woman sleeping on the floor, King Yu quickly turned around and closed the door tightly. His throat was crawling, he rubbed his hands and walked towards Chu Xiaoqing with a smile: "Little beauty, you are finally mine!"
With that said, he couldn't wait to rush over.
Just when he was no more than one step away from Chu Xiaoqing, he suddenly stopped, with a look of vigilance on his face, and slowly turned his head to look at the Buddha case behind him.
"Who!" King Yu yelled angrily, raising his hand to use a spell to flip the table off.
His exclamation alarmed the two guards at the door. When they turned around and were about to ask, they saw two imperceptible cold lights passing by. The two guards could not make a sound, and they instantly lost their energy and fell limp. The ground fell to the ground.
Then, a green light flashed on the dense bodhi tree in the courtyard, and the figures of Chu Yan and Mo Xiu suddenly appeared, and they immediately stepped forward to drag their bodies away.
indoor.
King Yu didn't have time to take action yet.
Just listen to a chirp!
He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he saw a sharp blade condensed with frost piercing through his chest painfully. The blood flowed out along the frost, but was instantly frozen by the cold air on the frost.
At the same time, green vines suddenly shot out from the Buddha statues on both sides of the wall, wrapping around him in the blink of an eye, sealing his mouth and nose, making him unable to move.
"Oops~"
At this time, Jiang Yunzhou crawled out from under the Buddha's desk, stretched out his hands, and stood up, "The floor of this ruined temple is so hard, it makes me feel really uncomfortable!"
When King Yu saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes suddenly widened, and he struggled in fear, trying to escape.
But he was shocked to find that the ice blade just now severely damaged his spiritual sea, and he could not mobilize any spiritual seeds in his body.
At this time, Jiang Yunzhou finished stretching his muscles and bones. He raised his head and looked at King Yu who was tied up tightly. He turned to look at Chu Xiaoqing who was walking over. He pretended to be confused and said: "Miss Chu, come and see this guy who is plotting against you." , why does it look familiar?"
Chu Xiaoqing turned around and looked up and down at Prince Yu who was wrapped like a rice dumpling. She lightly covered her red lips and made a look of surprise: "Yes, he looks a bit like His Highness Prince Yu. Put him down quickly."
A look of hope flashed in King Yu's eyes, and he nodded repeatedly, whining in his mouth.
"No, no, it's impossible."
Jiang Yunzhou shook his head repeatedly, "My brother, the Third Emperor, is currently ill in the palace. He is thanking guests behind closed doors to take care of himself. How could he come to Nan'an Temple?"
"So..." Chu Xiaoqing looked at King Yu intently, her face suddenly as cold as frost:
"This man is pretending to be King Yu. He really deserves death!"
When King Yu heard this, his eyes almost popped out of his head, and he writhed wildly, trying to defend himself.
Chu Xiaoqing snorted coldly, and her past hatred for King Yu flashed through her mind. She gently raised her slender jade fingers, and a wisp of ice burst out between her fingers.
Whoosh!
The cold light passed by and pierced King Yu's throat.
In an instant, King Yu's pupils shrank, his whole body trembled, he made a whooshing sound in his mouth, and soon he collapsed.
Jiang Yunzhou was slightly startled. He didn't expect Chu Xiaoqing to act so decisively, but then he thought about it. In her heart, she was afraid that she already hated King Yu to the extreme.
It was not advisable to stay here for a long time. Jiang Yunzhou pulled the somewhat dazed Chu Xiaoqing and stood back, then took out a red jade piece and injected it with fire spiritual seeds.
In an instant, waves of scorching hot air surged out, and a ball of red-white flames shot out towards King Yu's body.
Within a few breaths, King Yu's body turned into ashes.
Jiang Yunzhou took out another wind spirit crystal, then threw out a wisp of breeze, and carried King Yu's ashes into the incense burner. He destroyed the few sticks of aphrodisiac sandalwood and clapped his hands: "How dare you do anything in front of the Buddha?" If you have evil thoughts, please repent here."
These two spiritual techniques are really useful for burning corpses and eradicating traces.
After that, he took Chu Xiaoqing's hand and said softly: "Let's go next door and see if mother and the others are finished."
"Um."
Chu Xiaoqing responded softly, lowered her head, and her cheeks flashed unusually rosy.
Jiang Yunzhou thought she was shy because he was about to meet Concubine Ning, so he didn't pay too much attention and pulled her to the next room.
However, he never saw the purple light flashing in Chu Xiaoqing's eyes at this moment, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth...
