Mo Rongyan's voice was cold: "Du Zun can easily kill hundreds of thousands of soldiers, but he did not interfere in the political affairs of the Three Kingdoms."
"Otherwise, with his ability, he can completely unify the three countries."
"Although there are historical records that it was the armies of the three countries that jointly stopped the Poison Master, I think it is more like the Poison Master left on his own."
Mr. Ren agreed: "I have studied the poisons that Du Zun once left. Du Zun's poison skills are indeed very powerful."
"With such a powerful poison technique, if he wanted to unify the Three Kingdoms, he could have achieved it, but he did not do so."
"Since ancient times, emperors have been interested in studying the art of immortality, but they have never succeeded."
"I speculate that Lord Poison wants to start with poison and find another way to see if he can find the art of immortality."
Mo Rongyan took something out of his sleeve and handed it to Mr. Ren, "Old man, keep this thing. If you encounter difficulties, you can take this thing to the tea vendor in Xichengcheng."
Mr. Ren took it and said, "Then Ren Le will take care of His Highness from now on."
"Don't worry, old man."
After Mo Rongyan finished speaking, he took out another object, threw it into the air, and shattered it with his internal force.
In an instant, silent fireworks bloomed slowly in the sky a hundred feet high.
After returning to the house and looking at the exhausted girl sleeping on the bed, Mo Ronyan walked to the low table by the window.
He looked out the window at the night for a moment, then slowly sat down on his knees on the ground.
The overly beautiful facial features, under the candlelight, were cast in a halo of dim yellow, dyed a bit as gentle as jade.
With his slender jade-like fingers, he took the brush on the table.
The ink in the inkstone next to it smelled like ink.
But it somehow makes people feel peaceful.
Mo Rongyan's eyebrows were pious and indifferent, and he placed each stroke one by one.
Not long after, neat regular script appeared on the rough paper.
Under the weak candlelight and moonlight, the man calmly finished writing one Buddhist scripture after another.
Compared with the restlessness seven days ago, I feel like writing a book with flying colors.
This time, his mind was quiet and calm, and he wrote neatly and calmly.
Shen Shi and Fu Beixian, who were looking for Mo Ronyan, saw the fireworks in the sky, and their eyes were full of surprise and excitement.
"It's Your Highness!"
"Come on, come with me!"
"Quick, His Highness is at the bottom of the cliff, at this location!"
The next day, Mo Jinming and others just arrived at the bottom of the cliff.
Then he saw a man with a dignified and noble face in the smoke that filled the sky, as if he was a high-ranking immortal descending to earth, slowly walking through the smoke.
Even a suit of coarse linen clothes could not hide the cool elegance around him.
In his arms, he held a young girl who was also dressed in coarse linen but was extremely beautiful.
"cousin!"
"Third brother! Brothers and sisters!"
Mo Jinming and others ran over in surprise.
Su Ruotang closed her eyes tightly and fell asleep in the man's arms.
Tan Zhixi wiped the tears from her eyes, looked her up and down, and made sure that she was just asleep, and finally felt relieved.
Mo Ronyan looked at Mo Jinming and Fu Beixian who were surprised and happy, and the cold feeling around his body dissipated slightly, becoming a bit of human fireworks.
"Second brother, cousin."
Mo Jinming patted his shoulder, his gentle voice hinting at choking, "As long as you're okay, it's okay."
Ren Le panted out of the smoke, carrying four large piles of paper on his shoulders, one roll after another, tied with hemp rope, which almost overwhelmed him.
Unlike the banished immortal Jin Gui who was calm and composed, he looked extremely embarrassed, "Your Highness, please slow down and wait for me!"
When Mo Ronyan looked sideways at Shen, his voice was calm and he said, "Send these things to Qingling Temple as quickly as possible."
Shen Shi stepped forward to take the burden from Ren Le, and the smell of ink hit his nose.
He lowered his eyes in surprise.
The next moment, he was stunned.
What enters the eye is a scroll of Buddhist scriptures.
Small regular script, cursive script...
They are all Mo Ronyan's handwriting.
The most eye-catching thing is the two lines of words above, which are clearly visible on the back of the paper——
[If there is a god in the world, please protect my wife’s safety. 】
He gasped.
His Royal Highness has never believed in gods and Buddhas, but this time he wrote so many Buddhist scriptures by hand.
Just to ask gods and Buddhas to protect the safety of the three princes and concubines.
Also looking shocked were Mo Jinming and others.
At this moment, they couldn't imagine seeing this Buddhist sutra that was taller than an adult.
If something happened to Su Ruotang, what kind of crazy things would Mo Rongyan do.
Mo Jinming and Tan Zhixi looked at each other fearfully.
At this moment, everyone was extremely lucky.
Fortunately, both of them are safe.
They all want to believe that there really are gods and Buddhas in this world.
Protected the two of them.
"What's going on in Xicheng now?"
Mo Rongyan held Su Ruotang in his arms, his voice a little hoarse after a sleepless night.
Mo Jinming frowned: "I have been in and out of the city lord's mansion many times in the past ten days in the name of looking for you, but I have not found the ledger."
Having said this, he paused and continued: "But Shang Ruyan told me that the account book is in Yunzhou."
"She also told us the news that my sister-in-law is still alive."
Mo Ronyan paused almost imperceptibly: "What does she want to do?"
Mo Jinming's eyes were full of confusion: "I don't know either."
"Keep an eye on the merchants. If anything unusual is detected, they will be killed without mercy!"
The man's cold voice was filled with a heart-stopping chill in the mist.
"Third brother, you..."
"Second brother, Shang Ruyan directed and acted in the movie and was hunted down. She drove her carriage down the cliff on purpose and Tang'er fell off the cliff. She was the one who caused it."
"What!" Fu Beixian looked shocked, "That's not what she told us!"
