After rebirth, the prince will fight in the house for me

Chapter 27 Assassin
After resting in Xuandu Temple for the night, Qu Yunchu packed up the treasure chest and hurried out the door just after dawn, and only told Keyan to take the Lu family directly to Qujia Village.

Walking out of the Taoist temple, you can have a bird's-eye view of the foot of the mountain on Jiuyun Mountain. There are rolling mountains everywhere, with no end in sight.

Looking up at the direction of Naqu Family Village, she frowned suddenly.

There were dark clouds in the sky, and a ghost head with piercing eyes appeared in the clouds.

"Oops, Ghost Head Nebula is a bad omen."

After what happened last night, what she is most concerned about now is her mother and Ah Ah, and she pinches her fingers and calculates that there may be bloody disasters in Qujia Village in the next few days.

She really wanted to fly to Qu's Village right away, to stay with her mother and Ah Ah.

Thinking of this, she had an idea, quickly took out the jade flute, and played the music according to the scale score in memory.

Sure enough, as soon as the melody came out, the group of paper cranes flew over neatly.

She happily sat on the crane and left.

Hearing the movement, Hong Zhen rushed out immediately, seeing the crane that had already flown away, his heart ached.

"My crane, my crane."

"Thank you, Master, for the gift of the crane."

Qu Yunchu saw the figure of Ox-nosed Old Daoist in the clouds, and waved to him with a smile on his jade flute.

Hong Zhen shook his head helplessly: "This stinky girl is really becoming more and more shameless. I don't know who I learned from. I gave her a big gift, but she still misses me, a group of insignificant pets."

The Changqing temple master on the side rolled his eyes and almost said, "Who else can I learn from except you, an old man?"

Since he came to the temple these years, he lived and lived for free, and he brought a burden into the temple, saying that he wanted to promote the Xuandu Temple, but what the naked eye can see is that the Xuandu Temple has been declining.

Looking at the distant figure in the clouds, Chang Qing stroked his long beard in relief.

"Changqing, I was talking to you, didn't you hear me?"

Hongzhen waited for a long time without waiting for a response, and glanced sideways at Guanzhu.

"Reporting to Master Uncle, I think Junior Master Yunchu is pretty good."

Changqing bowed and replied carefully.

If it weren't for the master's skillful hand, how could the Lu family send ten thousand gold incense sticks, which not only gave Quanguan a way to survive, but also helped rebuild the golden body of the ancestor with silver.

Hongzhen knew that he was taking advantage of his short hands and eating people's soft mouth, and his bones softened after receiving the merit money from the Lu family, he sighed and shook his head angrily.

"It's really going downhill."

It's a good thing he didn't pick up the ten thousand taels of silver last night, otherwise Changqing wouldn't have been able to blow that villain into the sky.

Chang Qing is not willing to be left alone. Last night, he got this rich merit silver to recast the golden body of the ancestor. Now his confidence is soaring, and he wants to restore the glory of Taoism.

"Master Uncle, His Majesty has the tendency to respect Taoism. If I ask you, I should go to Jialan Temple to welcome Master Uncle back, and let Junior Master Uncle go to the capital more often..."

Unexpectedly, before Changqing finished his probing words, Hongzhen swept over with a sharp look:
"Why, you want Yunchu to spy on the fate of the country for the Great Moon Dynasty?"

Changqing was startled by his look and lowered his head in fear.

"The bloody lessons of our ancestors are there. Today's court is not as clear-minded as you imagine."

Hongzhen sighed: "If I say that the ancestors were also confused back then, if it were me, I would have to flatter them against my will. I should say that the country's prosperity in the previous dynasty lasted for thousands of generations. How could it be only 500 years?"

"But monks don't lie."

Chang Qing answered.

"It doesn't matter if he's crazy or not if he's dead."

Hong Zhen snorted coldly.

Changqing thought about it for a while.

Thinking about the ability of Lan Hua's lineage, the previous thoughts became much weaker.

Indeed, as the master and uncle said, all forces are looking for the descendants of Lan Hua's lineage, and their thoughts are probably very careful.

Although he is in Jiuyun Mountain, he also knows some court affairs. The current emperor uses eunuchs heavily and trusts his wet nurse, which is not a good thing for the fate of the country.

"Now I understand the painstaking efforts of my uncle, no wonder you calculated the calamity of my little uncle that day, but you didn't go to remind me."

Chang Qing smiled thoughtfully: "My little uncle likes to go down the mountain to practice these years. Although he has borrowed the name of Jianghu Ranger, he still has some fame. I am afraid that someone will compare her with Lan The Hua lineage thought of one thing, it turns out that the master uncle wanted the little master uncle to come out of his shell and completely get rid of the suspicion of the world."

"It's a pity that our Lan Hua lineage was born to shoulder the destiny, and she can't be alone after all."

Hong Zhen half-closed his eyes, lowered his head and sighed, his eyes could not help turning to the direction of Jialan Temple.

……

The sky is getting brighter, but the sun has not yet risen.

Aunt Niu tossed and turned all night without closing her eyes, thinking about what happened yesterday, she still couldn't feel at ease.

From under the bed, he found the golden ingots left by Sixth Uncle Qu, fondled them for a long time, and then took out the three talisman papers given by Qu Yunchu, hesitantly got up and walked to his daughter's room.

Seeing her son still lying on the little girl's bed, her heart felt sore and warm.

Now the life and death of the head of the family is uncertain, but fortunately, the son is a sensible child who knows the cold and the hot.

Last night, Xiaoya missed her father, and her son stayed with her all night long, but he didn't let himself worry about it.

Thinking back to what the Shen family's wife said, her biggest thought right now is to keep the pair of children.

As for that guy, if he did such an unconscionable thing, he should bear the karma by himself.

Thinking of this, she walked forward with eyes filled with relief, and was about to pull the quilt over the bed for her son.

But as soon as his hand touched the brocade quilt, he saw a shining sharp knife stabbing towards him fiercely in the corner.

At her age, she had never seen such a battle before, she was dumbfounded and stared at it.

Two figures of men in black were reflected in the widened eyes.

Seeing that the sharp blade was in front of him, the roof suddenly collapsed, and the thick snow and thatch fell directly on the assassin.

The sound of the collapse woke up his son. With sharp eyesight and quick hands, he did his best to pick up the sleeping little girl without hesitation, pushed Aunt Niu and rushed outside.

"Amian, my gold."

Aunt Niu came to her senses and wanted to turn back.

"What time is it, A Niang is still thinking about these things."

Qu Mian pushed her mother and ran out quickly.

Just ran out of the house
"Boom."

With a loud bang, half of the house collapsed.

Aunt Niu felt hot in her hands for a while, she looked down and saw that the three talisman papers were burning.

She threw away the talisman papers in a hurry, and the three talisman papers were instantly reduced to ashes before her eyes.

"Mom, what's that?"

Qu Mian looked confused.

Aunt Niu looked at the destroyed house with tears in her eyes.

"That's your fate."

She clasped her hands together and kept repenting, regretting how she treated Mrs. Shen like yesterday.

Thinking about the thrilling scene just now, if it weren't for these three talisman papers, a hole would have been poked in his body.

The two children also...

Qu Xiaoya was awakened, looked around, touched her sleepy eyes, and asked in a daze: "Mother, brother, what happened, why did our house collapse?"

Hearing the commotion here, the villagers came one after another.

Aunt Niu didn't care about her daughter's questioning, she ran to the side of Lizheng, touched her hot tears, and shouted excitedly: "Uncle Ba, hurry up, there are assassins under the beam of the house, if you catch them, you can find my sixth son." gone."

Everyone was at a loss, and they froze in place, not knowing why.

Aunt Niu jumped up and said impatiently:
"Oh, you forgot what Mrs. Lu said yesterday. Lao Liu is now being chased and killed. These people are just worried that Lao Liu will do bad things. They must have not found Lao Liu and are worried that our mother and son will know something. If you want to silence them, if you catch the assassin, you will know who is trying to kill our Qujia Village."

Only then did the villagers suddenly realize that they all picked up their dicks and ran towards the deserted place.

(End of this chapter)