Because of the Light Festival, powerful people like King Ting of the Golden Tent and Qi Nian of the Hanging Temple all came to the Xiling Temple. Ning Que could not resist it, so he was very low-key these days, most of the time
They all stayed in the Tianyu Academy, and even that cliff was no longer there.
With his style of conduct, he should not have allowed himself to enter such a dangerous situation. In fact, in the original plan, he would only stay for one month at most before the Light Festival was officially held.
He was about to start to take action, but he didn't expect that the situation would change suddenly. Chen Pipi was imprisoned in the You Pavilion by the Xiling Temple, so he could only wait any longer.
Before leaving Qinghe County, he told Wang Jingluo that he would come back in at most a month. Now it is already autumn, but he cannot leave, so he had to send another message to Qinghe County, asking Wang Jingluo to wait for a while. As for Wang Jingluo's arrangements.
There might be a problem, so he had to ignore it for the time being.
It was already night, and he returned to the Tianyu Courtyard to take out the arrow box and the iron knife, followed the path behind the courtyard to the front ping of Taoshan. The front ping of Taoshan is lined up in a straight line with several temples on the top of the peak, and it is extremely wide.
It can accommodate tens of thousands of believers to worship at the same time. It is the place where the Light Festival is held. The deacons in the temple are sorting out the venue. Not far away, there are several advanced formation masters who are strengthening the front floor. I guess the Light is bright.
When the festival was officially held, the temple also arranged some dazzling miracles to display.
Ning Que wore the clothes of a slaughter in the Tianyu Academy, and looked like a servant in green, without any attention. Although the guards of Taoshan Front Square were strict, his speed and reaction had already surpassed ordinary humans, and he quietly took a silence.
Dived into the woods on the left, dug out the soil on the ping side and buried the arrow box and iron knife.
He patted off the mud on his body, looked at the countless torches in the night, and looked at the temple deacons with nervous expressions on his face, imagining the grand scene when the Light Festival was held in a few days, even he began to get nervous.
Then he looked at the four temples on the top of the peak and frowned slightly.
Tonight he did not look at the Temple of Light, but looked at the black Temple of Judgment on the edge of the cliff. The Temple of Judgment was a little far apart from the other three temples, solemn and lonely.
His last method was on the black jade throne in the Temple of Judgment, but with the temperament of the woman on the Temple of Decision, it was too risky, so he could never make up his mind. However, as time passed, Chen Pipi immediately
He had to give it a try if he was to be burned to death.
After hearing that Ye Hongyu returned to Taoshan from Chang'an, he had been in peace and could not go out of the hall. After he came to the Xiling Temple, he had never seen her. Since he could not meet her by chance, he had to go and take a look.
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Qinghe County has also come to autumn.
Wang Jingluo received a secret letter from Chang'an City. After a long time of silence, he put on his hat again, left his residence with a carriage, and came to an ordinary house in Yangzhou City.
The sound of coughing kept ringing in the house. He stood outside the door for a while and confirmed that there was no ambush. Then he walked into the house, put the medicinal materials he bought on the table, and asked, "What are you thinking?"
A young man was lying on the bed, his thin cheeks were very pale and his expression was extremely haggard. The smell of medicine in the room could not completely cover the bloody smell emitted from the bed.
Behind the bed was a pile of gauze, stained with blood.
The man was named Cui Huasheng, who was a child of the Cui family. His wife Qiu was the former governor of Ruyang, Zhou Qiufuwu. On the day of the rebellion, the Qiu family was destroyed by rebels from various surnames, and his wife also died on the spot.
Cui Huasheng was angry because of his grief and was angry in Yangzhou City. He was eventually used by the Cui clan to use family rules and beat him up in the clan temple. He hung a pillar for three days before he let him go.
The family rules of the Qinghe family have always been serious. If Cui Huasheng was not the nephew of the patriarch Cui Shi, he would be beaten to death. Even so, he was seriously injured. Although he survived by chance, he had the wound on his body.
But I have never recovered and can only suffer so much on the sickbed.
Cui Huasheng looked at the man wearing a hat and said in a slight voice: "If I go to Fuchunjiang to enter Cuiyuan, it is indeed not difficult, but it takes time."
Wang Jingluo took off his hat and said, "Why do you need time?"
Seeing him take off his hat and reveal his true face, Cui Huasheng trusted him more and said, "It will take some time to play the role of regret and admitting his mistakes, otherwise no one will believe it."
Wang Jing nodded slightly and said, "What he said makes sense. I was really worried about whether it would appear too stiff. Fortunately, we have more time to come out now."
Cui Huasheng said: "Cui Shi's birthday party has passed, and there will be some days for the next time Cui Yuan banquet."
Wang Jing calculated the time briefly, and it just overlapped with the date of the Light Festival and said, "That's right."
Cui Huasheng didn't know what he remembered, coughed again, and after a while he returned to peace, he looked at him and asked seriously: "Aren't you worried that you would kill too many people and force the temple to take action?"
Wang Jingluo thought that as long as Ning Que takes action on the Light Festival, the war that had just stopped for more than half a year would inevitably start again. So what else should I worry about?
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The Tang Dynasty had just recovered from the war and was not prepared to confront the entire world again. It would take some time for this kind of preparation, both psychologically and resourcefully.
But the academy has made this preparation and firmly believes that as long as Ning Que can perfectly implement the plan, the Xiling Temple will not dare to start another war easily. What really makes the academy worried is that the two hands of the drunkard and the butcher are always hanging in Chang'an
The big sword outside the city, but because of this, the academy was extremely determined to implement this plan. Only in this way can the two of them dare not take action, even if it is only temporary.
The eldest senior brother is not in the back mountain of the academy, so he should still be in charge of the restoration of the Scare Formation in the palace. The fourth and sixth senior brothers are also there as assistants. The third senior sister Yu Lian has already floated away after the war, and the rest are still in the long run.
During the healing process, the second senior brother is now in charge of the back mountain of the academy.
Jun Mo is a sword-user. If he wants to protect the back mountain of the academy, he must sharpen his sword more sharply. So these days, he has been sitting under the waterfall behind the yard sharpening his sword.
He kept sharpening his sword day and night, and now he had worn out more than a dozen hard stones. His heart still couldn't calm down, just like a sleeve swaying lightly in the wind on his arms.
Muyou walked to the pond with her food box, looked at his empty sleeves and meticulous gray hair, and her heart was slightly depressed, and then said gently: "The teacher once said that because Pipi Lotte knows his fate, he will definitely be blessed in this life.
Shenhou, my junior brother is in Taoshan, so he will definitely rescue him."
Jun Mo's uneasy heart was not because of his gray hair and broken arms, nor because he had no hope of practicing sword to the level of a teacher or a junior teacher, but because Chen Pipi was about to die.
In the back mountain of the academy, he taught Chen Pipi the most lessons, beat him with the hospital rules the most, and said the most, and he had the most close relationship with Chen Pipi the most.
The Light Festival is about to be held, and Chen Pipi is about to die, but he can only sit by the pond, grinding the iron sword that seems to be polished forever, how can he be calm?
"There are many powerful people in the Xiling Temple. I heard that the sect's realm has been restored. There are also charlatans in the golden tent and bald donkeys in the hanging temple. Although the senior brother's plan seems to have no loopholes, the junior brother's execution ability is also first-class in the world, but we have in advance
I didn’t know that Pipi was in Taoshan, so I was worried.”
Muyou knew that no matter what she said, she couldn't make him feel better. She put the food box on the stone beside the pond and said, "Let's have dinner first. Remember to go home to sleep at night, it's cold outside."
Listening to the word "going home", Jun Mo was a little uncomfortable, but he still understood what he should do. He stood up and said, "Thank you for your hard work these days, and I will... go home tonight."
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After eating by the pond, Jun Mo continued to sharpen his sword. The hard bluestone surface was sharpened into extremely fine powder by the iron sword, and it fell on the water from time to time. This was probably a strong foam.
Two teenagers came to the edge of the pond to deliver water to him, and at the same time took the food box back to the yard.
Looking at Jun Mo's lonely back, the two hesitated, and finally Li Guangdi plucked up his courage and said, "Teacher, I heard from Master that day that if you read more Buddhist scriptures..."
After Li Guangdi and Zhang Nianzu were sent to the academy by Ning Que, they have not officially started practicing. They have not yet met for the first time. They are just ordinary people. However, after having more contact with the uncles in the back mountain, they have also vaguely understood some principles of practice, or
They just understood some words vaguely. When they saw the master grinding his sword by the pond, they were also very anxious. They were very excited and wanted to give Jun Mo some ideas.
Li Guangdi's voice became less and less because he felt that he was talking nonsense. And they knew from the fifth uncle that the teacher hated Buddhism and those monks the most. It is said that the stone statue of the Buddha in Washan that crushed Lanke Temple was
The teacher was killed by his sword and actually asked the teacher to practice Buddhism. This is really a search for death.
Jun Mo did not look back or get angry, and said, "After going to the town, I heard Chao Xiaoshu's words. Although you have not started practicing yet, since you are disciples of the academy, you cannot embarrass the academy."
When Ning Que took the students in the front yard of the academy to go to the wasteland for practice many years ago, he said this sentence. The requirements in this sentence are very simple, but they also put a lot of pressure.
The two teenagers thought they were about to set off soon, and they were a little scared when they thought about the things they wanted to do. They looked at the teacher's back and felt a little reluctant to leave.
Zhang Nianzu hesitated and said, "Teacher, we may not be able to come back alive this time... Don't worry, we are not afraid, nor will we embarrass the academy, just..."
Junmo did not ask the disciple to finish his words, turned around and looked at them and said, "As long as you want to live, you will definitely be able to live. Even if Haotian comes to ask me, I only have this answer."
That night, Jun Mo stopped sharpening his sword and returned to the courtyard.
Muyou made him a midnight snack, and the next morning, he delivered breakfast again, and sent Zhang Nianzu and Li Guangdi out of the Yunmen Array, and kept sending him to the front yard of the academy, constantly asking for instructions.
Two teenagers knelt down and kowtowed to her.
Li Guangdi said, "Master's wife, you should go back early, I'm still worried about the teacher."
Muyou smiled and touched his head, but did not leave. She turned around and left until the carriage drove down the meadow. Since she was the master's wife, she had to look like a master's wife.
When she returned to the courtyard of the back mountain, she realized that as Li Guangdi said, she should have come back soon.
She looked at the gray hair on the ground and was extremely surprised. When Jun Mo raised her head from the well, her body was even more shaky and almost fainted.
Junmo is a person who cares about appearance and posture. His hair is always so neatly combed. Whether black or white, the ancient crown is always so straight.
Now his hair can no longer be as meticulous as before, and he can no longer wear the iconic ancient crown because he cut off his hair.
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