Shen Qingyun's heart suffocated, and she keenly sensed the dangerous aura. She declined with a smile: "My little girl, it's better to go find the prince first. I don't know where he has chased him."

Suddenly, she asked in a cold voice: "I just forgot to introduce myself. I never thought that Master Wuchen knew that my daughter's surname was Shen. Could it be that he had also calculated it?"

But Master Wuchen did not show any panic, and still had a smile on his face: "The young monk came to tell the poor monk in advance, Donor Shen, don't be curious, the poor monk does not have such great ability."

At this moment, Hanshuang approached Shen Qingyun: "Miss, this person feels weird. Let's go first. That's where the prince is going."

Shen Qingyun nodded, saluted Master Wuchen, said nothing, and walked directly in the direction Han Shuang said.

Although the black figure was very skilled, he was caught up by Si Moli within a few steps, and then he realized that he was actually a monk. But because he deliberately avoided it, he couldn't see his face at all.

The two of them only had one move, and the monk was locked to the ground by Si Moli with one hand and his face was lifted up with the other.

The little monk passing by saw it and exclaimed: "Donor, what are you doing? You can't hit people!"

Shen Qingyun trotted over following the sound, and when he saw the man captured by Si Moli, he was stunned on the spot.

"Jiang Lin, how could it be you? Why are you here?" Her voice was ice-cold for a moment. She had no idea why Jiang Lin was here and secretly eavesdropped on their conversation.

Si Moli also saw his face. After being shocked, a strong look of boredom appeared in his heart, and there was murderous intent in his eyes. He wished he could kill him on the spot: "Qingyun, does this person still exist? "

The young monk on the side was frightened and hurriedly exclaimed: "Donor, in the pure land of Buddhism, you are not allowed to kill people!"

His cry attracted other monks, who all came to persuade him. However, the people in the temple had seen King Li before and knew that he had committed a serious crime, so they did not dare to come forward at this moment.

Shen Qingyun tried to calm down: "Mo Li, no, ask him first where is the person who saved him?"

Si Moli's men's movements became more serious: "Did you hear that? Tell me!"

One side of Jiang Lin's face was huddled on the ground in embarrassment, but he still said dishonestly: "I don't know anything, and I am not Jiang Lin, I am Qing Kong! I have become a monk at Baima Temple, you can't kill me!"

Clear?

It seems that this is his dharma title for becoming a monk. Shen Qingyun smiled coldly. Do you really think that becoming a monk can make a clean break with the past?

If you are smart, you should stay away, but you still dare to get in front of them.

Master Wuchen came over at some unknown time: "Amitabha, Qingkong is the new monk from Baima Temple. Lord Li, please don't start killing!"

Shen Qingyun glanced at him indifferently, lowered his eyes, and said in a clear voice but full of doubts: "Master, this person is a fugitive pursued by the court. Is the White Horse Temple preparing to ignore the law and protect criminals?"

As soon as these words came out, the monks who were watching were stunned.

Indeed, Jiang Lin is now sallow and thin, and all his hair has been shaved off. He is completely different from the handsome and jade-like young master back then. So even though Jiang Lin had visited the White Horse Temple before, these monks did not recognize him. , which is also reasonable.

But at this moment, after they went through such a farce, some people gradually realized that he might really be the former prince of the Hou Mansion, Jiang Lin.

But Master Wuchen brought him here. The monks all looked at Master Wuchen, not knowing what to do.

Jiang Lin was still resisting needlessly, desperately trying to break free from Kai Si Moli's restraints, shouting: "I don't know you, I am empty, let me go, what kind of prince, can you do whatever you want if you are the prince?" Arrest someone?"

"It's so noisy." Si Moli frowned and slashed with his knife, and the temple suddenly became quiet.

He let go of Jiang Lin, who had fainted, stood up, and said to Master Wuchen: "This is indeed a prisoner who escaped on the way to prison. Now I want to take him away, but Master Wuchen, please explain why he Will it be here?"

Master Wuchen turned the beads and said, "It's so good. The poor monk was wandering around and happened to meet this benefactor who was sick and had no money. Then he saved him out of kindness. He didn't expect this person to have such an identity. My lord, you want to take him away." Then take it away."

The other monks looked at this situation and naturally did not dare to say anything. They were timid and even quietly took a few steps back.

Immediately, two guards came forward and lifted Jiang Lin up from the ground, one on the left and the other on the right.

Shen Qingyun smiled and looked at Master Wuchen: "Master, didn't I hear that you have been in retreat? Why are you wandering outside again?"

Master Wuchen's expression remained unchanged: "I'm afraid the young monk below heard it wrong."

Si Moli walked to Shen Qingyun and exchanged glances with her.

It seems that Master Wuchen is ready to protect his so-called brother.

Neither of them continued to entangle, but said calmly: "Such an incident happened today, and it is not easy for me to stay any longer. I will say goodbye today and come back to visit the master the next day."

Immediately, they took Jiang Lin and left the White Horse Temple.

On the way, Shen Qingyun recalled today's brief contact and felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it for a while.

"Mo Li, why do you think Jiang Lin was brought back to White Horse Temple? Didn't this expose his whereabouts? And Master Wuchen, his attitude is very strange. Logically speaking, he should not cover up this matter."

When Shen Qingyun thought about the way Master Wuchen looked at her, she always felt butterflies in her heart.

Moreover, I don't know if it was because of her carelessness, but Master Wuchen always had a condescending attitude towards her, but he was very respectful and polite to Si Moli.

Si Moli thought for a while and sighed: "I always feel that the Wuchen I saw today is different from the ones I encountered in the past. I think I should re-examine him."

Shen Qingyun nodded and then said, "How will Jiang Lin deal with it?"

Si Moli looked at her: "How do you want to deal with it? I will send someone to interrogate him. He is a fugitive. If you can't ask anything, there is no problem in killing him directly."

"When you find out what happened, send someone to take him back to the place of dispatch." Shen Qingyun thought about it and felt that there was no need to dirty Si Moli's hands.

What's more, compared to killing him all at once, letting him go to a bitter cold place and recall the beautiful life that could have been possible may be more torture for him than death.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Si Moli smiled lightly and rubbed her bun: "You don't need to worry about other things. I will send people to guard around the White Horse Temple. This time, I will definitely tell that person to run away. .Even if Master Wuchen wants to protect him, I will find him and let him be punished for his past evil deeds."

When Shen Qingyun heard what he said, she felt a lot calmer and her expression relaxed: "I still can't figure it out, why did Master Wuchen lie?"

Suddenly, she remembered something strange today, that is, Master Wuchen's left hand had been hanging by his side, always looking a little stiff.
Chapter completed!