Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter Fourteen
In the quiet palace, Master Qimei quietly looked at the three old red-clothed priests. After watching for a long time, he suddenly spoke, "Plain's daughter is not the daughter of Light."
The old red-clothed priest in the head said slowly: "I don't know what the master said. We just think that God has the virtue of being alive. Even if it is the daughter of Hades, Haotian will be willing to give her time to reflect and repent."
Master Qimei is the head of the Venerable Hall of the Hanging Temple. He comes from an unknown place. Once he set foot on earth, he is the most noble figure of the Buddha Sect and can be compared with the three great priests of the Xiling Temple. However, after all, this is the world of Haotian, the Taoist sect.
His status is far higher than that of the Buddhist sect, and these three red-clothed priests who practiced the Xiling divine art are important figures in the temple, and even he is difficult to suppress it.
"Can your words represent the attitude of the Xiling Temple?" asked Master Qimei.
The old red-clothed priest said calmly: "Why can't it?"
Ye Hongyu, the ruling throne, was not in Chaoyang City. The people from the ruling department were still rushing to Chaoyang City. Several noble Taoist guests set up defenses between the Pamirs. At this time, the Taoist sect was in the palace of the Yuelun Kingdom.
These three red-clothed priests have the highest status, so what they say can naturally represent the temple.
Luo Kedi, the only priest in red, was seriously injured and lying on a stretcher. The confusion in his eyes had long been replaced by the cold, but he could not speak, nor could he stop the three priests in red.
Except for the Tang Empire, the rest of the world are all vaguely controlled by the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism, but after all, their own power is also extremely powerful. In the face of the common pressure of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, the Lord of Yuelun had no other way.
Shin Kong Taoist attitude seemed to change, and he felt relieved a little and said, "Then wait a little longer."
Master Qimei looked at the three red-clothed priests with a deep look and turned around and walked out of the palace. He had already vaguely guessed that this involved the struggle inside the Xiling Temple. As a master of the Buddha Sect, he did not want to participate in this kind of struggle.
Among them, and the first seat was about to arrive, he believed that these three red-clothed priests could not affect the overall situation at all.
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On a terrace in the palace, a red-clothed priest looked at the black crowd in the White Tower Temple in the distance and said sadly: "Since the God's throne is imprisoned, my Temple of Light is declining day by day, even a great practitioner in the realm of knowing life is looking for it.
If you don’t come out, face the current situation. What can we change?"
Another red-clothed priest said sadly: "If you say that before, even if you don't do anything afterwards, you have violated the orders of the head sect. I want to go back and forth to Taoshan. We will be locked in You Pavilion and see you again."
Not Haotian.”
The head of the red-clothed priest said in a cold voice: "The God of Light was ambushed and ambushed. He was imprisoned for more than ten years in Youge Pavilion. My God of Light has been in a ten-year period of time when pigs and dogs are worse than that. Finally, the God of Light is in
The successor was found in Chang'an City, and the daughter of light reappeared. As a result, the head sect and the other two temples colluded with the Buddha Sect and framed the adults as the daughter of the Hades. Faced with this situation, can we still watch?"
"Senior brother, but what if the lord is really the daughter of the Holy One...what should I do?"
"Light will never be wrong. Because light represents Haotian. The road to returning to his seat is full of blood and conspiracy. It is also difficult for the Temple of Light to revive the light. I think this is the test of Haotian for us.
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The head of the red priest looked at the crowd in the White Tower Temple in the distance, and his old face showed an excited and fanatical expression. He said, "I have dedicated all the wealth I have saved in Qi for decades.
I got the opportunity to come to the moon, so even if I die here today, I will rescue the daughter of light!"
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Escape into the White Tower Temple. Break into the treasury and hold Qunimadi and Lu Chenjia as hostages. This is the last and least wanted to use in Ning Que's backup plan, just like Qunimadi and the big people in the palace
The view is different. If this behavior leads to death.
But he needed to get time to rest and wait. He was very tired at this time. His right hand holding the hilt was trembling slightly. He suffered some injuries inside and outside his body. Those really serious injuries were still with Luo Kedi and Qi outside the courtyard.
The battle caused by Master Mei, although it was a bit painful to escape on the street, it was actually nothing. However, thinking about what happened on the street before, I gradually became extremely frightened when I thought about it.
The sacrificial tranquility in the treacherous and swearing from the other side of the lake was clearly heard, and even crying. Qunimadi was silent. Lu Chenjia suddenly asked, "You have been doing this for more than a year.
Take her with you?"
Ning Que nodded.
Lu Chenjia shook his head, as if he could not believe his answer. He looked at the white paper flower between his fingers and said in a daze: "Is there really anyone in the world who is not afraid of death?"
"A person who is not afraid of death has not been born yet."
Ning Que walked back from the window, picked up a cushion and sat down to start resting.
At this time, the people on the other side of the lake had not yet rushed to the narrow bridge, which means that the two hostages in his hands were indeed effective, and he must strive to regain his mental strength and physical strength during this period.
Sangsang stretched his legs forward and placed them on his knees, then hugged him from behind, leaned his face against the back of his neck, closed his eyes tiredly, and began to rest.
Whether running or sitting down while standing, Ning Que never put down Sangsang behind him. Even though he needed a rest now, no one knew what would happen next moment and would run again immediately.
Lu Chenjia looked at the scene, shook his head, and said softly: "Those who are obsessed with love are indeed so stupid."
Ning Que said: "Although you are called Huaniang, it does not mean that you really understand what a person who is obsessed with love is, and you don't even understand what love is."
Lu Chenjia looked at him and asked seriously: "What is love?"
Ning Que said: "If you can explain it clearly, it is not love."
Lu Chenjia frowned slightly, still unwilling to believe that a shameless person like Ning Que would really do so many things for Sangsang, saying, "You are afraid you are not thinking about some benefits when you escape with the daughter of the Hades.
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Ning Que glanced at her and said, "Why do you like flowers? Can it still bring you good looks?"
Lu Chenjia understood what he meant, shook his head and said, "Plum Berry is not good-looking, but it has its own soul, so I like it too. I understand what you mean, but she... is an evil flower."
"Is Longqing considered a bad flower?"
Ning Que said sarcastically: "I broke into the temple before, but you didn't take action at the first time. Maybe I thought that the novels often wrote that the heroine brought her hair to practice in the temple, and she could become a monk at any time. Then the hero ignored the dangers and difficulties.
You are about to break in... You think it's Longqing who came to save you, but I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Lu Chenjia looked down at the paper flower between his fingers and said calmly: "The former Longqing was the only flower blooming in my heart, but now he is dead, so this flower has withered."
"I heard that guy lives well in the wasteland."
"You also said that he is now a bad flower, so in my heart he is dead."
"Although I don't know the specific matter, but looking at the result of the war in the wilderness in winter, Longqing should have reached some kind of agreement with the Xiling Temple. He is no longer a traitor to Haotian, so do you still think he is a evil flower?
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Lu Chenjia raised his head in surprise, his eyes lit up slightly. Then he gradually retreated.
Ning Que looked at her and said with a smile: "He is still the evil flower, but he may have regained glory and reputation, so you will be happy. Will you even be moved by him again?"
Lu Chenjia looked at his hateful smile and said with a trembling voice: "You said this to mock me."
"I hate the most in my life those who are sour and disgusting that I have to be a monk without a man or a woman who is so sad that I am so sorry for the extreme…"
Ning Que's mouth was dry after a series of words. He reached out to pick up the teapot on the table and took a few bites. He found that the pot was filled with clear water. He couldn't help but frowned slightly, feeling that he was not wrong.
"And I want to tell you that my likes are different from your likes. They may not be as sad as you look at, but they are more calm and powerful than your likes. Because my likes have nothing to do with good or evil."
Lu Chenjia was slightly stunned and said, "How can you have nothing to do with good or evil?"
"Because like is the subjective of everyone, and good and evil are the same as beauty and ugliness, but they are actually the subjective of the whole world. Why should my views be influenced by the views of the whole world?"
Ning Que turned his head and looked at Sangsang who was resting on his shoulders, and looked at her little face. He said softly: "I don't like Haotian, nor do I like Lady, but whether she is the daughter of light or Lady, she doesn't.
It will affect my love for her, just like when everyone said that I was the son of Pluto, and she liked me differently."
Qunimadi finally couldn't help it and sternly scolded: "Shameless! Slutty! Vulgar!"
Lu Chenjia looked at Sangsang and murmured: "I... really envious of her now."
Qu Nimadi glared at her sternly, but found that she had no reaction and was still infatuated. Knowing that she had a magical miasma again, she had to sigh helplessly, look at Ning Que and sneered: "You and the daughter of the Pope are about to come."
I'm about to die, but I'm still in the mood to say these boring and obscene things."
"What's the naughty thing about you like? Don't forget that you even gave birth to a son." Ning Que said, then looked at the Buddhist temple garden outside the window, "The scenery here is nice, and no one dared to come in for a while. What should I do without chatting?
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Qunimadi was furious.
Ning Que ignored her and silently thought about other things.
He knew that Qu Nimadi was right. This temple was lonely on the island in the middle of the lake, surrounded by people from all directions. If it was a dead place, although Qu Helu's identity was noble, they would have to exchange their lives for Sangsang.
Not to mention the strong people of Buddhism and Taoism, I am afraid that all the citizens of Yuelun Kingdom and even the Lord of Yuelun Kingdom will eventually agree.
His choice to enter the temple to delay time, which is actually very similar to his choice in Lanke Temple. At this moment of death, he subconsciously pinned his hopes on the academy.
He was waiting for the senior brother to appear.
There was such a big disturbance in Chaoyang City today, and I think it might be possible to alarm the senior brother and let the senior brother guess his location. As Baita Temple is so famous, the map in the mind of the senior brother must have a fixed point here.
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Time passed, and the noisy sounds across the lake never calmed down. The black crows were hovering outside the temple, making unpleasant screams from time to time, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.
Until this time, the eldest brother still did not appear. The suffocating breath he felt was filled with compassion but powerful but suffocating breath that he felt had appeared not far away.
Ning Que's expression became extremely solemn, and he knew that he could not continue to wait. If the master of that breath came to him, even if the eldest brother appeared, he would probably not be able to change the situation.
He walked to Qunimadi and Lu Chenjia, used two pieces of talisman paper and combined with Haoranqi, temporarily blocked their snow-capped mountains and seas, and then tied their hands with ropes, like holding a sheep
Pull out of the temple.
Qu Nimadi felt extremely humiliated, staring at Sangsang behind Ning Que, with her eyes extremely resentful, but Lu Chenjia seemed to be still trapped in Ning Que's previous words, with a confused expression and no reaction at all.
On the lake shore at the other end of the narrow bridge, the Buddhist temple was surrounded by people, and there was a large area of darkness. Whether it was the elderly, children or the famous idle men in Chaoyang City, they all shouted and cursed at the lake island in anger.
Because of fear, he was angry, especially when Ning Que ran away, he killed someone. The news had already spread among the crowd, so people became more and more frightened and became more angry, and their emotions were infected with each other, almost crazy.
If the order had not been sent from the palace to send dozens of military soldiers and several practitioners to block the entrance of the narrow bridge with difficulty, I was afraid that someone would have rushed to the narrow bridge and into the temple.
"Take that witch!"
"Burn her to death!"
Countless people shouted at the nunnery on the other end of the bridge, and some idle men even began to search for large stones by the lake, and decided to stone Sangsang to death like barbarians on the wasteland.
At this moment, Ning Que's figure appeared at the other end of the narrow bridge, with Sangsang behind him.
In the crowd by the lakeside of the bridge, many people just followed the black crows and chased here. They had never seen what the daughter of the Hades looked like. Even some people who had met Ning Que Sangsang did not see clearly.
At this time, Ning Que stood at the bridge head with Sangsang on his back, and everyone saw their appearance clearly.
The lakeside suddenly fell into silence. The most fierce idle men standing at the bridgehead were even more frightened and retreated repeatedly, leading the crowd behind them to the back, and the scene was in chaos.
There were gradually whispers in the crowd, probably to reduce the horror in my heart. Neither the neighbors recognized them or not, they began to discuss the two people across the bridge.
"It turns out that the daughter of the Pluto was born like this."
"The face is a little dark, and it looks like a monster."
"But I see her face is white."
"That's because I'm coated with powder. I have good eyesight and a bad foundation. It's really ugly."
"Who is the person they are holding? Why do they look a little like His Royal Highness?"
"Who is the man carrying a witch on his back? It looks so terrible."
"I heard that it was a guard from the underworld, with extremely powerful strength. He had previously hit and killed more than 70 people in one breath in Huayan Lane."
"I'm killed by killing me?"
"yes."
"Seventy or so?"
"Yes, I heard that more than a hundred people had been killed in the Vajra Square!"
"It's so scary! Let's go quickly."
"Is there a little bit of a promising prospect! There are tens of thousands of people here. No matter how capable he is, he can still kill us? How can he leave at this time? We have to avenge the neighbors, and don't forget that we are saving the world!"
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