There was something that the young man never asked.
How could Chu Wuchan be sure that Master Ghost Corpse was still in Woxia Temple?
On the way, the monk in white was afraid that the smart Shen Li would use this to speculate on his bad intentions, so he took the initiative to say: "Zen Master Foyu once received a letter from an unknown source. The letter mentioned that some monks within Woxia Temple were trying to..."
"Seize power!" Shen Li was not surprised. "A Buddha's birthday event has caused turmoil in all directions. It is a good time to implement conspiracy. What's more, the ghost corpse master has been imprisoned for twenty years. If it were me, I would escape from the trap." How can you run away in despair? Woxia Temple must be taught a lesson."
"Yes."
The two of them walked around the courtyard where the prince was being entertained. From a distance, they could see that people were already coming in and out.
They did not go to attend the Buddha's birthday event, but quietly went to the temple.
In the third courtyard, in front of the main hall dedicated to Skanda Bodhisattva, Shen Li and Chu Wuchan stopped together.
Chu Wuchan smiled and said, "Brother Yang has been waiting for the donor."
Shen Li sneered: "It turns out you made the game."
Yang Bo waved his hands: "No, no, senior brother Chu sincerely asks for your help. I just followed the order of the sixth prince and asked him to go and talk to you."
"The envoy from Western Shu, the sixth son of the Emperor of Shu?"
"The withered beauty hanging around the waists of the Sixth Prince and Young Master has some cause and effect."
Cao Xu mentioned this matter to him in the Shanye Inn.
Monk Huai Si, who was also familiar with Shen Li, bowed to him with his hands clasped together.
The young man looked at Chu Wuchan, then at Yang Bo and Huai Si, and wondered: "In my opinion, the three of you are definitely not on the same page, so how can we talk?"
Yang Bo smiled and said: "They are all young talents. They talk a lot in common. They are not like young masters. They are filled with anger. They wish they could imitate that great swordsman and strike down this bullshit world with a sword. Just like us. People, of course, have nothing to say.”
If Chu Wuchan hadn't sent him a piece of Water Wood Buddha Mother in time, he wouldn't have bothered to waste words with him. At most, he would have teased him like he did during the fasting meal yesterday.
Zhu Murong praised Yang Bo for his ability to see into people's hearts, and he lived up to his reputation.
He really wanted to strike a blow at this shabby world.
The young man stared at Yang Bo: "Did Master Ghost Corpse release it for the Sixth Prince?"
Chu Wuchan looked startled and immediately stared at Yang Bo.
This fine-skinned and tender Northern Sui scholar denied it: "For the Sixth Prince, it would be unwise to release the ghost corpse of the Master without any benefit. It cannot be done by the Sixth Prince. In my opinion, it is more like It was someone from Woxia Temple who colluded with outsiders to commit the crime."
Shen Li suddenly remembered that last night it was reported that the prince suspected that Concubine Lan was in the house, and Qin Xianqing had not returned yet.
Could it be...
Not likely.
Although the Xingxiu Sect is a killer organization, it has always been on good terms with the Demon Sect.
Then again, there are indeed more than a dozen members of the Demonic Cult in the sect, all of whom are extremely accomplished masters in the side sect.
"When will the Sixth Prince see me?"
"Now."
"Let's go."
Chu Wuchan immediately grabbed his sleeve: "Donor, please don't forget to promise me the little monk."
"After eating your Water Wood Buddha Mother, I won't leave without coming back."
Yang Bo walked up to the monk in white and patted him on the shoulder: "Senior Brother Chu is too worried."
Watching Shen Li and Yang Bo walking up the stairs and soon disappearing, Chu Wuchan walked into the Buddhist hall and knelt down to worship the Skanda Bodhisattva devoutly.
Huaisi asked: "Senior brother, is there something on your mind?"
"Woxia Temple is about to face a disaster."
"Senior brother, you are worrying too much. Even if Master Gui Shi is a master of Taoism, there are many masters in our Woxia Temple, especially several of our masters. They are unparalleled masters. When the time comes, Master Gui Shi will definitely be imprisoned in the Demon-Subduing Demon Clan again. Hole."
Chu Wuchan raised his bald head, which was bowing to the golden body of the Bodhisattva, and looked at Huaisi: "I told Shen Li that the Demon-Conquering Cave only imprisoned Master Ghost Corpse..."
"Ah? Isn't it?"
The monk in white smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Zen Master Foyu once mentioned to me that the Demon-Conquering Cave actually imprisoned two people, and the demon they subdued was not Master Ghost Corpse..."
"Who?!" Huaisi was extremely horrified.
"Master Ghost Corpse is good at deceiving people's minds." Chu Wuchan recited the Buddhist scriptures of meditation over and over again.
Huaisi knew very little about this and couldn't figure it out after much thought, so he followed the monk in white and knelt down to Veda Bodhisattva.
The golden body of the Bodhisattva is holding a vajra and demon-conquering pestle. His face is both compassionate and ferocious to subjugate demons.
The sixth prince of Xishu did not attend the Buddha's birthday event, and lived in the fifth courtyard built along the mountain in Woxia Temple.
During this period, Shen Li asked Yang Bo, aren't you a scholar of the Northern Sui Dynasty? Why are you involved with the Prince of Xishu?
Yang Boxiao asked: "Who told me that I had found the Sixth Prince myself?"
Shen Li suddenly realized: "It turns out that the Northern Sui Dynasty borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha."
"For this reason, it's more about asking each other's prices to see who offers the higher price."
If the price offered by Nan Wu was high, the Sixth Prince would have an affair with the Lord of Shu after returning to Shu. At that time, Nan Wu and Western Shu would divide their forces into two groups to attack the Sui Dynasty.
The price in the Northern Sui Dynasty was higher, and the Western Shu and Northern Sui Dynasties were also able to destroy Wu from top to bottom.
"Oh? How much did you charge from Beisui?"
Yang Bo was silent for a moment and then asked: "The Northern Sui Dynasty can also offer an attractive price to the Xingxiu Sect. Can you continue to assassinate important officials of the Southern Wu Dynasty?"
"Ha... Don't say I can't make such a decision, even our leader wouldn't dare to boast about it. Brother Yang thinks too highly of the Xingxiu Sect!"
"Sir, the battle for the Eight Heavenly Dragons in Kaixi City has been regarded by many as an early warning of unrest in the world." Yang Bo stopped and looked at Shen Li.
"Keep talking, listen."
"Even if Zhao Ruyu and others share half of the dragon energy of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, the remaining one will be integrated into the dragon energy of the Southern Wu Dynasty, which will lead to an imbalance in the balance. In order to restore the gap in luck, the Northern Sui Dynasty and Western Shu must do something. Action. Nowadays, it is recognized as a great year in the world. In previous years, it is difficult to see upper-level fourth-level masters. They are no different from leeks. A new one will grow immediately after cutting one."
Shen Li nodded: "What are you doing to me?"
"Young master can join Tongquetai and fight for the country."
"Huh? Are you kidding me? I wonder how many Tongquetai masters I have killed?"
Yang Bo laughed and said: "I just said it clearly, the masters of the fourth rank are like leeks. In the Three Kingdoms, only the Northern Sui Dynasty is the most intensely cooked. If there are only a few leeks, you can probably cut a dozen more. Young Master killed a few coppers. The master of Quetai, on the contrary, just proves that the young master is a talent that can be made."
The young man was no longer calm: "Someone told me that in case Lan Guifei couldn't stay in Southern Wu, you were the backup to take Lan Guifei to the Northern Sui Dynasty. Now that I see her, you have a big problem."
"Otherwise, how could I be safely in Woxia Temple?" Yang Bo laughed, "How could I meet the Sixth Prince of Xishu without telling the Nanwu Court?"
"You guys..."
"Let's go, we will arrive at the Sixth Prince's residence soon."
The dignified prince of a country lives in an ordinary novice's house in Woxia Temple, with only tables, chairs and beds, and even the sixth prince is alone.
Yang Bo knocked on the door and said, Mr. Shen has arrived.
The sixth prince stood up happily, opened the door, looked at Shen Li's figure, and then focused on his withered face.
The young man took off the withered red face and handed it to the sixth prince.
"Yes, yes, it's the deputy mountain chief's sword withered beauty. Come in quickly. From now on, you and I can call each other senior brothers."
Yang Bo didn't step in, he closed the door of the simple room very carefully.
The sixth prince is really enthusiastic.
His enthusiasm is definitely not as vain and arrogant as that of the Prince of Nanwu, but he is truly sincere towards others.
He pulled Shen Li to sit next to him.
The other hand stroked the scabbard of the withered red sword, and then he couldn't help but pull the sword out of the scabbard and look carefully at the fine lines on the sword body.
After a while, the withered beauty was handed back to him.
"Junior brother, the deputy mountain chief cherishes Zhu Yan very much. Before, not to mention touching it, he was not allowed to take a look at the sword's body. Now it's fine. Junior brother has fulfilled my brother's concern."
Shen Li was really shocked by the enthusiasm of the sixth prince.
"Haha... Is the senior brother so kind that the junior brother can't let go?"
The young man had many thoughts, and Cao Xu came up with a plan. After obtaining one Xianglu Pill, he could use the Sixth Prince to threaten Woxia Temple and obtain another one.
Now that I see it, why is it so troublesome?
"Withered beauty can be left alone for a few days, senior brother..."
Shen Li wanted to hand the withered beauty to the Sixth Prince again.
"Hey, hey, no, no, I can't do it. The deputy mountain chief gave it to you. Senior brother is already satisfied after looking at it. How can he beg to keep it for nothing? Take it back quickly!"
The sixth prince turned around and brought out an extremely delicate small medicine bottle. The bottle was painted with pictures of Buddha preaching with superb skills. "I heard that you are not in good health. Woxia Temple gave my senior brother a fragrant dew pill. My senior brother is not strong enough to use it." , and gave it to my junior brother."
"..."
The sixth prince's expression was full of enthusiasm and his eyes were blazing. He refused to accept Shen Li, suspecting that he was embarrassed, and immediately stuffed it into his hand.
"Take it, take it, it's just a fragrant dew pill. If it weren't left here in Nanwu, senior brother would have to go into my father's treasure house to search and plunder it to see what good medicine there is!"
What is this?
Doesn't it take any effort at all?
No, the sixth prince obviously stuffed the fragrant dew pills into himself with great enthusiasm. Not only did it take no effort, it was like pie in the sky, and it just fell into his mouth.
"Thank you, senior brother. I wonder where did senior brother know that junior brother is not in good health?" Even though the young man was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he was still embarrassed now.
"A junior sister from Jiange Mountain came here and told me. By the way, I will introduce this junior sister to you later. She is the registered disciple of the deputy mountain chief. According to the rules of Jiange Mountain, she has to call you senior brother."
The sixth prince held the teapot as if pouring wine, filling Shen Li's teacup.
"Raise your glass, raise your glass." He smiled.
Shen Li raised his tea cup after listening to his words.
The Sixth Prince touched Shen Li's cup with his own tea cup: "Senior brother was a guest at Woxia Temple, so in order to respect other people's rules, he didn't ask for drinks. Otherwise, he and his junior brother would have been drinking heavily all day and all night, and whoever didn't drink would fall down. Just keep drinking!”
Talk and laugh.
Most of the time it was the Sixth Prince who said it alone, and Shen Li seemed to be complimenting him, saying a few words at every opportunity.
"Hey? Junior brother, is he wearing a mask?"
"Exactly."
Take off the mask.
The Sixth Prince looked around at the young man's charming and suave appearance, and exclaimed: "Looking at all the good young men in Western Shu, there is no one who can compare with me, my senior brother."
"Senior Brother, this is serious! Senior Brother alone is enough to defeat Junior Brother."
"Ha ha……"
The Sixth Prince held Shen Li's hand and was quite happy to flatter him.
"Senior brother! I'm back! Why is Yang Bo standing here? Why don't you go in?"
To the young man's ears, the female voice was clear and crisp, like a bird in the forest.
