"Does the abbot have any hidden secrets?" Chu Yunning put one hand on his lower abdomen and asked with a pretentious concern.

Old Monk Mo Fang shook his head and sighed: "I have also observed the celestial phenomena before. The Queen has five sons, all of whom have misfortunes. The third son has extremely weak fate and there are signs of miscarriage."

After the words came, Xiao Jingheng's face changed.

Chu Yunning continued to ask: "What about later?"

"Later, the Queen's auspicious person has a heavenly appearance. The children in their belly look very healthy, completely different from those in the celestial phenomena." Old Monk Mo Fang smiled bitterly: "Maybe I have leaked too many secrets in this life, so I can't see anything."

Chu Yunning and Old Monk Mo Fang looked at each other. Her eyes narrowed, and she could see a deep resentment hidden deep in the other person's eyes.

resentment?

What qualifications does he have to resent? He almost killed Chu'er if he came up with such a vicious formation as the Bagua Formation.

She kept this account in her heart and wanted to tear the other party apart.

"I heard that the abbot was looking for a truth about Jokhang Temple and refused to stay in the military camp. The abbot was so kind that he was thinking about the homeless monks everywhere." Chu Yunning looked admiring: "The abbot wanted to know what clues, and I happened to be in Zhangcheng at that time, so maybe I could provide some clues."

The old monk Mo Fang might not have expected Chu Yunning to expose this matter bluntly, so he was slightly stunned.

"The Empress was also in Zhangcheng at that time?" he asked.

Chu Yunning nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I am indeed in Zhangcheng, and I have witnessed this killing."

"Why didn't the Queen stop? They were innocent for so many lives."

Chu Yunning sighed melancholy. She wanted to kill the entire temple completely. How could she obstruct it?

However, she still said, "I went to save Chu'er at that time. The people in my hands were limited and not as good as those in the Duke of Zhenguo's hands, so I'm sorry I couldn't save Jokhang Temple."

Old Monk Mo Fang was silent, his eyes staring at Chu Yunning for a moment, and Chu Yunning just let the other party inquire.

Her heart was as clear as a mirror, and the other party had known the truth long ago.

It's just that there's no evidence.

"When it comes to Jokhang Temple, the abbot knows which master is so bold and reckless that he dares to practice evil techniques and create the Bagua Formation. I have seen that formation with my own eyes, and the methods are extremely cruel." Chu Yunning asked back.

Old Monk Mo Fang shook his head: "I practice in the backyard and don't go to the front yard often. I don't know much about the masters in the temple. Maybe it wasn't done by the masters of Jokhang Temple?"

"Master means someone framed the blame?" Chu Yunning was surprised.

Old Monk Mo Fang hesitated and didn't know whether he should answer. He suddenly realized that Chu Yunning was trapping his own words and was being guided into a big trap step by step.

"This possibility is not ruled out. Why did the master of Jokhang Temple make things difficult for no reason? If he really wants to make things difficult for a child, he will have nine years."

Chu Yunning nodded thoughtfully; "What Master said makes sense. Perhaps someone pretended to be a monk from the Jokhang Temple to frame the blame. Emperor, I once heard that there is an evil technique that uses the blood of his closest relatives as a formation, which can hurt the lifeline that wants to deal with people. During this period, you have to keep killing and accumulating resentment to break through the luck that the original owner should have, also called taking away luck!"

"I have heard that Emperor Dongling practices evil skills."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yunning immediately looked at the old monk Mo Fang: "The war is in a hurry now, and the abbot just happened to find out the matter. It would be better to stay and investigate thoroughly. The Jokhang Temple is already under construction, and those monks will not be homeless."

Old Monk Mo Fang looked at Chu Yunning deeply, and saw the other party pouring a cup of tea and handing it over. He immediately panic: "The Queen is broken."

"The abbot is merciful, just a cup of tea." Chu Yunning put the tea on the table and waited for him to drink.

The old monk Mo Fang reached out and took it and held it in his palm but did not mean to drink it. Instead, he looked into the distance with melancholy, as if he had something to worry about.

"Does the abbot have any reason to go back?" Xiao Jingheng asked.

He shook his head and asked for a long time: "In my eyes, all beings are equal. I can't let me witness the death of innocent people with my own eyes, and there are countless blood. Although I am a member of the southern end, I can't be honest."

This reason is reasonable.

He asked again: "The Emperor plans to stop this battle. Now, under the leadership of the Emperor, the southern end has become one of the strongest countries."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jingheng said: "The world is peaceful and surrendered and unified, and reduce more killings. The people live and work in peace and contentment are more meaningful than killing."

The two sides had their own opinions, and the old monk Mo Fang said that he was different and did not plan for each other.

He also said: "I just can't stand the killing. How many wives and children are separated and their families are destroyed. The emperor is right. He just wants to use killing to stop the endless wars in the future and make the border more harmonious."
Chapter completed!