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Chapter 87: Burning Temple

When Tibetan songs woke up, they saw Murong Ruo standing in front of them. He sat up quickly: “His Royal Highness?”

If Murong was holding him up, he smiled bitterly and said, “What kind of highness am I to this day? If you are hurt, you don’t need to be polite.”

Zangge glanced around, though he knew he shouldn’t mention that person, he shouldn’t be concerned. He still asked softly: “Have your Highness ever seen …” Leng Feiyan is still strange. But no one in this world knows Yan Yan.

Murong Ruo seemed to know, saying, “She was resting. Thanks to her last night, she went to the palace to steal the lipids from the blood to solve your poison. Otherwise, you really can’t see the sun today.”

The Tibetan song was awkward, then remembered the poisonous hair last night, that person … actually went to the palace to steal the antidote? Isn’t she Murong Yan? He asked hesitantly, “Isn’t she always working for Murong Yan? Why …”

Murong Ruo patted his shoulder and said, “Now the court is looking for her everywhere. How can the disposition of my imperial brother be able to tolerate his betrayer?”

Tibetan song clothed herself and said, “I … I’ll see her.”

Murong Ruo said, “She’s still asleep. You better not quarrel with her.”

Zangge thought, with her martial arts, how could she not wake her up even if she was careful? However, when he walked into the Zen room, Leng Feiyan did not wake up. Tibetan song was amazed and asked Murong Ruo: “What’s going on with her?”

Murong Ruo said, “I can’t stand the pain in the morning. I asked Master Xuezhan for sleep aids, and I finally fell asleep.”

Tibetan song looked at her sleeping face with complex expression. If Murong looks at him, he can also know what the relationship between the two people is. He no longer speaks, turns around, and brings the door in hand.

Tibetan song sat down beside Leng Feiyan’s bed, and she changed into a white monk’s robe. There was a different kind of beauty in her purity. Tibetan song has the heart to touch her face, but the heart is stinging—Hundreds of people in the Tibetan sword village died because of her. Parents and elder brothers are up there, but what are they doing?

But he couldn’t fight her. He had stabbed her with a sword. At that moment, his mind was blank. He didn’t think about anything, because he knew that if hesitated, there would be no future.

But how could it be possible to love her in peace?

Wouldn’t he have dreamed about the body of Hengchen * in the Tibetan Sword Village?

Wouldn’t he remember the tragic death of his parents?

Can the blood sea deep hatred be ignored, just for that ridiculous and poor love?

He just sat beside her and just stared at her sleeping like that. If time goes on for dozens of years, and you immediately turn your head around, you can rest between grievances, can you?

He sat silent, Leng Feiyan still frowned in his sleep, and Tibetan Song extended his hand, trying to smooth the folds between her brows. Unexpectedly, as soon as she reached out her hand, she touched her eyebrow. Leng Feiyan suddenly held his hand, and his right hand held his hilt!

At that moment, her murderousness surprised him. After seeing him, Leng Feiyan let go of his hand, and his voice was full of impatience: “What are you doing here? Let me sleep more?”

Tibetan song said, “Why are you going to the palace? Don’t you know …”

Leng Feiyan said, “What do I do? It’s your offense. I am willing to do it myself. Want you to talk?”

Zangge was so angry: “You let me accept the gift of the enemy! Let me rely on you to live! This feeling might as well let me die in Duanmu’s injured hand!”

Leng Feiyan asked, “Are you dissatisfied?” Zangge didn’t say anything. She said, “If you’re dissatisfied, you can die again! Anyway, your old and young are all over there, maybe they can be reunited.”

Tibetan song got up in anger: “You are unreasonable!”

Leng Feiyan Qiang supported his body to sit up, the quilt was opened, and the medicine yarn on his body was soaked with blood. The shadow of Wu Wu flashed in her mind, and she soon stopped thinking about this person.

It’s time to escape from Jinyang City, but how can you escape if you are so hurt? What’s more, Feng Ping had time to arrange for the lipid-blooming flowers to be stolen from the palace. She escaped too easily. Why did he let her go?

At the time, Murong Ruo hid in Fachang Temple, and Tibetan songs were in the mountains outside Fachang Temple. Feng Ping led the army to search the temples. At that time, if they captured Tibetan songs, they would have at least one battle. So they really couldn’t find Murong Ruo at that time, or did they push themselves into despair step by step?

She bit her hilt in her mouth and gave herself a hemostatic dressing. The heart slowly fell into the clouds. Suddenly, I missed the left wolf a little. If she was there, she wouldn’t have been forced to such an extent. But after all, the chess game was a long way off.

Zuolanglang walked the trail all the way and rushed to Jinyang City. Jiang Sanyi does have eyeliner. As long as she leaves the forest, she will be found. She couldn’t go down the mountain all the time, it was too slow. Fortunately, these eyeliners are not her opponents, as long as she throws them away when the chase comes.

Therefore, although all the way was also followed and noticed, the chaser failed to seize the opportunity to kill her. At this moment, just when she arrived at Yuyang, she was found by her eyeliner again, and the left wolf was about to shake him off. He suddenly stepped forward and presented her with a letter.

Zuolanglang took it over and wrote a line on it: “To save Lengfeiyan, come to Fachang Temple.”

The next day, Fachang Temple welcomed a distinguished guest, Murong Yan, in person. Master Xuezhan was very surprised and greeted himself in front of the mountain gate. Murong Yan followed him on the stone steps and said, “I haven’t come to Fachang Temple for a long time, and the birds are still fragrant and floral, so quiet like Taoyuan.”

Xue Zhan folded his hands and lowered the Buddha’s name, saying, “In a place outside of Fang, your Majesty is blessed by Her Majesty, Fang is so peaceful and peaceful.”

Murong Yan said: “Remember that before, my mother was still there, the master often went to the palace and taught me martial arts articles.”

Xuezhan couldn’t figure out what he was coming to, but he still said in his heart, “Your Majesty is smart, but unfortunately his mother died early and could not see her Majesty’s arrival on the treasure.”

Before reaching the gate of the temple, Murong Yan said, “After the death of the mother-in-law, everyone in the palace was lonely, but only you, Master, secretly brought some poems to the palace.” Xuezhan did not know why he suddenly mentioned these The old thing also whispered softly: “At that time, there was a lot of inconvenience in the palace, and Lao Na was not good enough to meet with His Majesty. You had to put the code in a rock cave for your Majesty’s use.”

Murong Yan said, “I remember one time, I was almost discovered. The master pretended to be a little solution in the stone cave, which solved the doubt of Li.”

Xue Zeng bowed and asked him to enter the temple, his face a little darkened, and said, “It’s an embarrassing old thing, Your Majesty even remembers it.”

Entering the Zen room all the way, Murong Yan looked around and said, “One day is a teacher, and he is a father for life. The grace taught by a master, I always remember.”

Xue Zhan ordered people to serve tea and heard the words: “At that time, His Majesty was intelligent and young, and he was able to work hard, and Laona was always happy.”

Murong Yan sat down next to the chessboard and said, “That’s why, Gu Solu has always respected Fachang Temple since he ascended the throne. It’s been a long time since I played against the master. I have no time to play today. I wonder if the master rewards his face?”

Xue Zhan had to sit across from him: “Be my companion.”

Murong Yan picked up the sunspots and settled down first, saying, “I used to play against the masters, and I always lost. I hope today is still the same.”

Xuezhan jumped in his heart, what did this … mean?

He hadn’t spoken yet, suddenly Feng Ping led the soldiers in, Xue Zhan’s face suddenly changed, and he stood up in shock. Mu Rongyan said lightly, “Search.” Feng Ping arched his hand and gave a command, and waved to the soldiers to search the temple.

Murong Yan then looked at Xue Zhan and still said gently, “Master, it’s your turn.”

At that time, if Leng Feiyan, Tibetan songs, and Murong were not in a good position, they were about to hide in the tunnel. Leng Feiyan thought for a while and said, “They are so confident, they grasp the timing so well every time. It is very likely that There are spies! “

Murong changed his color: “Impossible, if there is a spy, how many days have I been in the temple, why haven’t I been found?”

Leng Feiyan looked at him and said, “Because it’s not time to close the net!”

As soon as this word came out, she was also shocked. This person, Jiang Sanyi, started from Murong Ruo’s party and entered Jinyang City. On the surface, he actually chased it, but actually let him dig for the treasure. So he found the money left by Murong Yuan for Murong Yan.

Then along the Tibetan song line, he found his hiding place and found Fachang Temple.

On the surface, the Guard was not allowed to search, but in fact, he secretly responded under the arrangement of Fachang Temple. He wants to make this case a big one and maximize his credit.

And Tibetan songs, when he found that Leng Feiyan came forward to rescue Tibetan songs, immediately came up with the idea of ​​La Leng Feiyan launching. So they used the hatred of the Tibetan Sword Villa and Yanlou to separate the two. Count Master Xuezhan again, and have a fight in the chanting building.

At this time, Leng Feiyan was injured, but he deliberately left Tibetan songs for a life, the real purpose was just to deceive Leng Feiyan to go to the palace to steal the blood fat flower. Although Leng Feiyan was injured at this time, in the end he was working for Murong Yan. If he started directly, Murong Yan would be unhappy.

However, after such a thing, he will no longer have to worry about it.

Murong Ruo said, “We escape from the secret road!”

Leng Feiyan said: “The secret road just leads to the back mountain and escapes, we can’t get out of Jinyang City. And the spy certainly knows where the secret road is and we will soon be caught up.”

Tibetan song said, “Then we … can we just go all the way?” He glanced coldly, but in fact he had no fear of death, it was just her injuries.

Leng Feiyan said, “Come with me!”

Two people followed her and went out of the secret way. The secret road really opened in the back of Fachang Temple, and the mountain was already full of archers. How savvy is a person like Jiang Sanyi? He finally closed the net and left them a dead end.

Several people looked dignified, and Leng Feiyan took the two to the bottom of the waterfall, which was still some distance away from the mountain. Leng Feiyan said, “His Highness, take off your clothes and sit in the waterfall.”

Murong Ruo and Tibetan songs didn’t know what they meant. Leng Feiyan pushed him inside, and found a lot of black mud, and said nothing to him. Tibetan songs understood that the light was dim and inconspicuous here, and the whole body was covered with black mud. At first glance, it was no different from the Buddha.

She quickly filled him with black mud, and Murong asked, “Why do you save me?”

Leng Feiyan glanced at him and said, “I think that person can’t search everywhere, I’m happy.”

When she said that, her eyes were full of joy, as if it were just a game, as if she was not injured. Murong Ruo sighed, “Why would someone like you help him?”

Leng Feiyan suddenly straightened up: “Even if I try again, I will be willing to assist him.” Murong Ruo said: “I don’t understand.”

Leng Feiyan patted the last piece of wet mud on his mouth, and said, “Yan King, you, he has no other choice. At least in his hands, Dayan no longer confesses to others, and Yan and daughter are no longer cattle and sheep. It also became a tribute to Xi Jing. “

The Tibetan song around him was stunned, thinking it was just a reckless person, but suddenly said so. He asked, “Aren’t you deceived to be angry?”

Leng Feiyan turned around, patted his face, and said, “I just believe in his courage and ambition. How can I deceive?” Then he laughed and said, “The person who is really deceived is the real one. Dumb. “

Murong Ruo was speechless, Leng Feiyan said to Tibetan songs, “Let’s go.”

Tibetan song nodded solemnly, Leng Feiyan raised his hand, touched his face and said, “Don’t be so serious, since I will take you out, I will surely send you out of Jinyang City.”

Tibetan song said, “I am the descendant of the Tibetan Sword Villa, not a useless brother.”

Leng Feiyan glanced at Murong Ruo behind the waterfall and smiled, “Okay, I know. Didn’t I hide my brother?”

The two men descended along the stream and used the mountain to kill the embargoed army who was searching for the mountain. After all, they were both masters, and they quickly killed a **** road. Feng Ping came over and murmured in Murong Yan’s ear, “Your Majesty …”

Without saying a word, Murong Yan said, “The master is not an outsider, so don’t avoid him.”

Feng Ping shouted, “The mountainside found the inverse party, and the embargo is pursuing!”

Murong Yan dropped another **** and said, “Who is it?”

Feng Ping said, “Looking at the wounds of the dead is undoubtedly Leng Feiyan and Tibetan songs.”

Mu Rongyan glanced at Xuezhan, Xuezhan still steadily and said, “These inverse parties are getting more and more daring, and they are hiding in the mountain forest of Fachang Temple. Your Majesty, please forgive the sin of negligence. In the end the mountains are dense , The terrain is dangerous … the monks can’t cover everything, it is the old negligence. “

Murong Yan continued to settle down and said, “Gu wants to believe what the master said, but also wants the master to listen to what another person said.”

As soon as he waved his hand, Xuexin from the prison of Fachang Temple came in, Xuezhan’s pupils shrank, and he heard how Xuexin brought him into the temple, how to change his face for Murong Ruo, how to keep Tibetan songs and cold non-faced things, Piles of pieces, all said.

Murong Yan said, “What’s wrong with his words?”

Xue Zhan slowly put down the chess piece in her hand, stood up, but stood without kneeling. Murong Yan said, “Is this the master?”

Xuezhan glanced at Xuexin and said, “Master Xuexin, do you know what you are talking about?”

Xuexin lowered his head and said, “Before I go down, no matter what, I have to tell the truth!”

Xue Zan sighed and stopped talking. Mu Rongyan said, “Master, I do n’t understand. You, Yi Chengjing, and Wen Zhai, one by one, you can still care for maintenance when the loneliness is weak. After you get lonely, you want to recruit Wen Zhai, and you have reused Wu Cheng. Jing, you have always been respected and respected by the master. But why are you two and one of you who have never been loyal to one?

Xue Zhan looked up and said slowly, “Will your Majesty listen to the truth?”

Murong Yan said, “To this day, does the master still have to speak against his will?”

Xue Zan said: “Your Majesty’s childhood, even though her concubine is harsh, her Majesty is sensitive and easy to learn, and both civil and military are long. How can the loyal and loyal people not love? After His Majesty gained momentum, he would kill all of his father, elder brothers, and elders. Absolute stability is required, but Your Majesty, is there no absolute stability in this country? Extreme power is different from a tyrant? Your Majesty has been blinded by power. What you are asking for is not loyalty, but sharp. The knife is facing, no right or wrong! So the good minister avoids, the villain is in the way. “

Murong Yan angered: “Looking at history, power was changed. When the monarch changed his dynasty, he was not a corpse that ran across the river, and blood flowed into the river? If you do n’t kill it, how can you be peaceful? Kill it all? Is it lonely to kill you all ?!”

Xuezhan said, “Your Majesty, as a monarch, you must have compassion. You have to be merciful and merciful! You have no loyalty, how can you be a loyal person?”

Murong Yan slowly calmed down and said, “So it seems that the master’s cover of the rebel party is a act of loyalty?”

Xue Zan said slowly, “How could you have fallen into the grave once you had the favor of the old Lord? I know that my sins are deep, but it is His Majesty, and other monks in Fachang Temple only know how to read the Buddha without knowing it. Lao Na pleaded with His Majesty, Don’t implicate others in the temple! “

Murong Yan threw a chess piece and said, “Plead ?! You still have a face pleading for solitude!”

He turned to leave, Xuezhan blocked in front of him, and Murong Yan sneered, “Why, is the master trying to clear the portal? Come, tie him and push him into the court!”

Master Xuezhan slowly sat cross-legged, the zen stick was tilted, and the palms of his hands were folded up between his legs. He said, “After the death of Concubine Rong Fei, Lao Na recited the scriptures in Zhanghua Temple for 49 days. Unfortunately, Relieve the suffocation in your heart. “Murong Yan paused for a moment, then turned back, and saw a ray of blood winding down the corner of his mouth.

Feng Ping hurried forward, touched his pulse, and said, “Your Majesty, he has broken the meridian!”

Murong Yan walked forward slowly, I don’t know why, and thought of Zhang Wendian.

In the cold side hall, the mother-in-law’s coffin was parked. The sin concubine who perished, everything was simplified. Only Xuelang, who was already a senior monk at that time, practiced chanting for her for 49 days.

The young child leaned helplessly on his knees, and his voice was quiet and peaceful. Later, when he read those verses again, his voice was in his mind.

He walked out of Fachang Temple and said: “All the monks in the temple will be executed. The Fachang Temple will be connected to the temple with the mountains and all burned down. No plant or tree can be left!

The mountain fire ignited the past. He then became that cold and powerful Murong Yan without weakness.