"Are you the financial backer behind Wangfeng Tower?" she asked suddenly.
Kongjing raised his face, without any fluctuation in his eyes: "I am a monk and don't understand what the donor means."
Liu Ruyan lowered her body and moved her eyes to his legs: "Can you tell me what's going on with your legs?"
Kong Jing closed his eyes: "I suffered from an illness in my early years."
"What a coincidence, I chased the murderer all the way, and he also suffered from leg disease." Liu Ruyan stretched out her right palm and explored his chest.
"Let me do it." Shen Yanchu interrupted her.
Finally, he found the remaining jade seal from Kongjing's arms.
The prompt sounds at the right time:
"Successfully cracked the plot - Never Sleeps in Jinling."
"All nine jade seals have been found."
"The host's current level is extraordinary and holy."
"Sure enough, it's you!" Liu Ruyan looked at her coldly, "From Jinyang to Jinling, you stirred up chaos in Kyushu. What is your purpose? Money, power, or this central world?"
Kongjing turned away: "I have no comment."
Liu Ruyan was completely angered. She raised her hand and drew the knife, and the scimitar was pointed directly at the monk's throat: "Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
Shen Yanchu covered her hand and told her to calm down.
Liu Ruyan looked at him and suddenly laughed. She seemed to be unable to hold the knife in her hand: "Calm down? How can I calm down in front of my enemy? Brothers and sisters had their meridians cut off, poured stone paint on them, and burned them alive in the fire. Death, you call me, how can I calm down?"
Her eyes were sore and red, and the blade took another step closer: "Liujiazhuang, Yao Shengchen, Qifu House, Yongzhou Sword Tomb...Uncle Quan, Achao, Xiaoyang, Cangzhu, Xu Shi...you killed me like this "Man, did Buddha ever tell you that if you do all kinds of evil, you will go to hell!"
Kong Jing was unmoved, however: "With the great road ahead, sacrifice is inevitable."
"Sacrifice?" Liu Ruyan gritted her teeth and said seriously, "You call these innocent people who died tragically sacrifices? Just for the sake of your great cause, do you deserve to trample on the lives of others?"
"In that case, why don't you die!" she shouted angrily.
"Namo Amitabha." Kongjing recited, "Today a poor monk sacrificed his life for his country, that is enough."
Liu Ruyan raised the edge of the knife and said, "Okay, I'll help you."
The winter sky is clear, the universe is bright, and a blood splash splashes in the snow.
Shen Yanchu, Bai Zhi, and Gong Shuyu all looked at her back, which looked extremely desolate among the dead trees in the garden.
Finally she lowered her hand, and a few drops of blood dripped from the blade.
Opposite her, Kong Jing's chest rose and fell slightly. He opened his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him with the same surprise.
I saw her burying her head deeply, clenching her teeth, trying her best to hold back the deep hatred in her heart:
The soldiers of the Liu family served their country loyally and protected the soldiers and people in the rear for decades.
In the end, they were buried in the sea of fire like ants.
After death, he was criticized by thousands of people and scolded by thousands of people!
She could have killed the murderer with one knife and felt happy, but the Liu family could not suffer unjust injustice.
Only when Kongjing is alive can the Liu family be proven innocent.
Only when Kongjing is alive can he give an explanation to the Han Emperor.
Only if Kongjing is alive can all the forces behind him be uprooted and eradicated.
Only then can we restore peace to Kyushu.
She never hesitates between justice and personal hatred, and this time is no exception.
Liu Ruyan turned around and her tone became hard: "Bandage his wounds and put him in a room for custody."
After saying that, she held her legs and walked away step by step.
Bai Zhi's eyes were sore: "Is there anything going on with her like this?"
Shen Yanchu stepped forward: "I'll go over and take a look."
Woodhouse courtyard.
Liu Ruyan picked up a wooden stake, swung the ax next to it, raised it high, and then dropped it heavily.
"Crack--" The wooden pile cracked in half.
She continued to chop wood, each time accurately and hard, and the ax fell from time to time.
Hot sweat broke out on her forehead, so she wiped it with her hands, bent down to pick up the wood, exerted all her strength, and poured out all the hatred in her heart.
This went on for a long time, until her palms became red and swollen, and she could no longer hold the axe. She fell into the sawdust as if she had lost all strength.
She stared at the clear sky in a daze, gasping for air, as if she had experienced a life-and-death struggle.
Lead-white clouds hover overhead, no matter how the world changes, it remains unchanged.
Looking at the clouds, she felt much calmer.
Until a shadow cast over her head, she squinted her eyes and looked at him.
Shen Yanchu stretched out his hand towards her.
Liu Ruyan watched intently, remembering that her hands were dirty, she wiped them secretly and then held them.
He pulled her up and sat on the wooden stake with her, looking up at the sky.
"The sky in Dali is bluer than here." He said calmly.
"Missing home?"
But he shook his head.
"But I miss home."
Shen Yanchu withdrew his gaze and looked at her.
"It's time to go back," she said.
Jiaofang.
Wan Jinqiu pushed the fire fold away and lit a pile of paper money. The paper suddenly wrinkled and became withered, yellow and scorched black under the scorching light of the fire, turning into a puddle of ash in the basin.
"You're here." She said without raising her head.
Liu Ruyan closed the door behind her back and stood still behind her.
Wan Jinqiu's voice was very soft, and you couldn't hear the ups and downs: "How did you guess it was me?"
"Dong Qingxian has checked your background." She replied, "Wan Zhangyi is very talented and has a good relationship with Official Mo in private. You instructed Official Mo to add Buddhist incense to Huizhou ink, which can refresh the mind and open the eyes to wisdom."
Wan Jinqiu had some impression of Dong Qingxian: "I see."
"Before, you ran to my room every once in a while, seemingly taking good care of me. In fact, you were secretly monitoring me. You made my bed at that time just to find the Xuankun Seal in my hand. Until now, you know that I can defeat evil spirits. To cause trouble, I ran to Jinling Temple to report the news."
Liu Ruyan asked: "He instigated you to do these things. Why? Why do you want to help him do evil?"
"Why..." Wan Jinqiu arched her eyebrows and smiled, "Do you know what happened to me this year?
"My father is gone and my mother is gone. I am the only one left to save my life." She slowly stood up and turned her face, "Liu Ruyan, not only do you want revenge, I also have a blood-and-death feud. "
Wan Jinqiu showed a sad smile: "In order to save my life, I have to do this, you can't blame me."
Those who owe her and those who have harmed her, she will take them back one by one with her own hands!
Liu Ruyan looked at the completely different girl, and finally stretched out her hand: "Don't make any more mistakes."
Wan Jinqiu smiled bitterly and shook her head. She took out a porcelain bottle from the edge of her sleeve, uncorked it, and the rich fragrance overflowed.
She poured the fragrant dew into the brazier, and instantly, a thick smoke rose.
Liu Ruyan immediately covered her mouth and nose, and her eyes were in a trance, as if countless double images appeared. The moment she fell to the ground, she vaguely saw Wan Jinqiu disappearing in the thick smoke like a fog barrier.