I don't want to be king

Chapter 341

The people next to him were terrified after hearing this!
However, anyone who knows this kind of royal secret will not end well.

They really don't want to be implicated, and finally die without a problem.

"presumptuous!"

Yu Wenshe was the first to reprimand, "Such nonsense, it really deserves death!"

However, don't dare to get too close.

He really hasn't had enough.

"Amitabha!"

After Fahui proclaimed the Buddha's name, he stopped talking.

"You monk must be crazy,"

Lin Yi said coldly, "This king has always been unwilling not to argue with fools, and to leave the queen behind. Go quickly, and don't make things difficult for you."

"If you want to blame, you can only blame the poor monk for being too greedy for fireworks in this world. There is soup on the stove, lights in front of the windows, and flowers in the courtyard,"

Fa Hui looked at the queen who still maintained her stunning beauty, with tenderness on her face, "It's a pity that I failed her in the end, and it's too late to regret now.

I hope the prince will forgive me, but the poor monk will still accompany her to the end. "

Under Lin Yi's inconceivable eyes, Fa Hui suddenly picked up the empress on the ground, turned into an afterimage, and came towards him.

While the blind man was protecting Lin Yi, he slammed his palm down on Fa Hui's face. Ye Qiu was also not slow, and stabbed Fa Hui's back with the long sword in his hand.

However, the two were still a step too late. Fa Hui had already knocked down the stacked guards and went straight out of the icehouse.

Ye Qiu and the blind man hurriedly chased after them, only three afterimages remained in the midair.

"Chase!"

After Yu Wenshe yelled, the entire palace was filled with loud whistles, and then spread outside the palace, and the officers and soldiers of Ankang City began to move back and forth.

The news they got was that there was an assassin in the palace, and He Wangye was in the palace.

Lin Yi walked out of the freezer with arms folded, feeling the sweltering air that he hated just now, and finally felt much more comfortable.

Xiao Xizi said, "Don't worry, my lord, with Ye Qiu and the blind man chasing after him, this monk will not be able to escape."

Lin Yi said helplessly, "What the hell is this called!"

It's true that he's a rebellious son.

The interests of the royal family are not necessarily his interests, he does not need to be represented, but the decency of the royal family is his decency, and if the royal family makes jokes, he probably doesn't have much glory on his face.

I have green hair on my head, how can he go out to meet people after he becomes a son?

Seeing that the prince was displeased, Xiao Xizi didn't dare to say any more. After watching the prince leave the palace, she turned around and returned to the palace, and began to issue a password-locking order. Anyone who spread the word of what he saw and heard today will be killed without mercy.

At night, the moonlight spilled over the jagged branches onto the ground, and printed on Ji Hai's face.

He had been walking from south to southwest for half a month. Every night, he lit a bonfire to keep away wolves, so that he could meditate in peace.

"Amitabha."

Ji Hai is sure that this is not his own voice.

He turned his head slowly and saw an old monk who seemed to be carrying a person behind him.

"Amitabha,"

Ji Hai stood up and put his palms together in return, and said to the old monk, "I don't know where the master came from."

He admired the old monk's kung fu very much, and he walked up to him, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

Moreover, the most powerful thing is that it did not startle the birds in the forest.

"Old monk Fahui,"

The old monk put the people behind him on the ground, sat cross-legged by the fire, and said calmly, "I come from Ankang City, and I want to go to Yuzhou."

"Master, you are injured."

With the light of the fire, Ji Hai saw his hand, the red flesh and dried blood inside made the whole hand look extraordinarily terrifying.

Fahui said indifferently, "It's just a little injury."

"Little monk, bandage it for you."

As a monk, Ji Hai felt very kind when he saw him.

"No need,"

Fahui waved his hands and said, "Please give me some food mats to pad my stomach, I will be very grateful."

"Master please."

Ji Hai unwrapped the package of dry food and spread it in front of Fa Hui.

The closer you get to Fahui, the stronger the disgusting smell mixed with the smell.

He couldn't help looking at the "person" next to Fa Hui.

Fa Hui seemed to understand Ji Hai's doubts, and while chewing the dry food slowly, said calmly, "She's dead, she won't be able to eat."

Ji Hai said, "Amitabha."

He returned to his place and sat down.

But he was very curious about the clothes on the woman.

He had seen this style on Concubine Yuan Gui, and it was not something ordinary people could wear.

"She is the old monk's wife."

Fahui said with a sweet face.

"The master is extraordinary and free from vulgarity, but the monk is not as good."

Ji Hai wanted to ask the monk how he could marry a wife, but thinking of himself and Xie Xiaoqing, he stopped asking.

He asked without a face.

Fahui said, "I love her very much, but it's a pity that I personally gave her wedding dress to someone else, hate, hate, hate!"

"The master said so."

Ji Hai could feel his grief.

"Master, don't follow in the footsteps of the old monk,"

Fahui said indifferently, "Let go of it and you will be at ease. If you don't get what you want, it is suffering."

"The little monk has been taught."

Ji Hai nodded.

"It's good that you understand."

Fahui glanced at the woman on the ground again.

"Master, please take care of yourself, and I will take a step to say goodbye first."

Ji Hai really couldn't bear the weird atmosphere, nor could he bear the foul stench.

After finishing speaking, he packed up the package and continued on his way.

However, for ten days in a row, he could see Fa Hui, who was carrying the corpse on his back, begging him for dry food when the moon rose.

Because the corpse was getting more and more stinky, he could smell it from far away every time. Even if Fahui didn't take the initiative to say hello, he knew it was Fahui.

On the 15th, Ji Hai finally couldn't help but said, "Master, you have already passed the boundary of Yuzhou."

"Amitabha,"

Fahui sighed and said, "I just remembered yesterday that if you defile the door lintel, how can you have the face to go back to see your brothers and sisters? The world is so big that there is no place for you."

"Master's words are serious."

Ji Hai didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

"Little master, I see that you also have a sweetheart."

Fa Hui suddenly smiled.

"Why did the master say that?"

Ji Hai suddenly panicked.

"How can a person with six pure senses be in a daze with a girl's sachet all day long?"

Fa Hui has a well-thought-out way.

"Sin, sin."

Ji Hai kept confessing.

"Little master, where are you going?"

Fahui continued to ask.

"To tell you the truth, a confidant of this little monk is trapped in Chunshan City, Sichuan Province,"

Ji Hai said calmly, "The little monk wants to rescue her."

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

The old monk kept shaking his head and said, "You are only a third grade."

"The little monk thinks that sincerity can reach gold and stone,"

Ji Hai said calmly.

"difficult, difficult"

The old monk repeated several sentences one after another.

"Thank you, Master, for your suggestion."

Ji Hai turned and left again.

No matter how difficult the road to Spring Mountain City is, he must go there.

(End of this chapter)