When An Xuetang suddenly mentioned begging, the abbot narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why did the princess ask this?"

"There is no reason, I just want to know. I don't know if it's my concubine's illusion. I always feel that you and Beg for alms are not inclined to each other. It seems that Jinchuan Temple is divided into two factions. Is that true?"

The abbot did not answer An Xuetang's question positively, he just said:

"The princess is really smart. There is really no conflict between me and begging for alms. It's just that some ideological issues are not agreed upon, and the temple is not an independent place to change careers, so those who agree with the begging for alms will generally follow him seriously."

After hearing what the abbot said, An Xuetang immediately understood that the Jinchuan Temple was really divided into two factions.

"Then I will ask you another question: Are there many days in the temples in begging for alms in the past years?"

The abbot shook his head slightly, "Not much. I can practice in the temple for three months a year, and I always beg for alms outside on weekdays."

"Okay, thank you for answering this concubine."

The abbot's eyes were a little confused. He could not guess what the princess in the Northern Xinjiang thought. Why did she suddenly ask about begging for alms?

However, An Xuetang had no intention of explaining, and the abbot just watched them leave.

After walking for a while, Feng Ming suddenly spoke, "Atang, why did you ask the abbot about the begging master?"

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, "Actually, it's nothing. I just suddenly wanted to ask for it for some reason. And... I felt inexplicably since the first time I met the begging master."

"Although he told me and A Jing a lot, I always maintained a neutral attitude towards these things. I didn't completely believe him, but I also think that most of what he said might be true."

Feng Ming didn't know what the begging master told Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang about this. He frowned at this moment, "What did he say to you? A few years ago, I got a piece of news for my brother that the begging master and the beacon master had met."

"!"

An Xuetang and Mo Yunjing looked at each other in the dark night. They didn’t mention begging for alms. Did he really not know whether An Xuetang was the woman in the mouth of Master Minglan or was he pretending not to know?

Thinking of this, Mo Yunjing's dark eyes became deeper and deeper, while An Xuetang narrowed her eyes slightly. It seemed that she must take the time to check the beg for alms.

There is also the portrait of Mo Yunjing's mother, she has to quickly find out what secrets are hidden in the portrait.

As they thought about it, the Western Regions who were walking in the front soon stopped.

It turned out that it was almost at the destination agreed upon with the mysterious man, so the people of the Western Regions could only stop and look at An Xuetang and the others.

An Xuetang immediately took the sack in Feng Ming's hand without saying a word, put it in the sack, and lay on the ground, "Brother, A Jing has injuries, come and carry me."

Feng Ming and Mo Yunjing looked at each other, and then Mo Yunjing bent down and carried An Xuetang up.

An Xuetang smelled Mo Yunjing's body, "A Jing, why are you not obedient?"

"I'm here. Tangtang thinks I can let other men carry you?"

"When is it now? Don't act so irritating."

"Don't worry, this injury is really OK."

An Xuetang was speechless, but she couldn't do anything. After all, this was Mo Yunjing's decision and she couldn't change it.

Fortunately, not long after, they arrived at their destination. The people from the Western Regions pointed to a place, and Mo Yunjing immediately lowered An Xuetang gently.

Several people stood up seriously for a moment. Sure enough, six men in black appeared. They should be afraid of being recognized, so they all wore black veils on their faces in the middle of the night.

After walking over, they glanced at the sack on the ground, and then said coldly, "Where is the other one?"

The people of the Western Regions nodded slightly, "Don't worry. Take control."

“Where?”
Chapter completed!