Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 289

As time passed, cold sweat broke out on his head, why can't he find Tsangyang Gyatso's relics everywhere!

Could it be because he died with resentment?He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

If this is the case, then it is impossible to burn out the relics!

No!He must find the relic!
"Su Peisheng! Immediately prepare a felt cloth above the ashes to block the wind and snow! Light up the lights! Lord, let the lights be bright!"

At this time, Li Jingui sat on the ground in a daze.Cangyang is dead!And although she didn't kill Boren, Boren died because of her.

"I found it! Jingui! You are saved!"

Holding a crystal clear round bead in his hand, Yinzhen rushed to Li Jingui almost dancing.

"Jingui! Look quickly! Master found the relic!"

"Yinzhen!"

Li Jingui's eyes showed deep pain, and he looked quietly at the fourth master who was full of joy.

"He's not a demon monk! He's not!"

She shouted hoarsely at the fourth master. Under the rush of fire, a mouthful of blood overflowed, and she felt a sharp pain in her head, and her eyes fell into the chaos of Xumi...

Today is the Lantern Festival, and there is still more than a month's journey away from the capital.

"Osmanthus osmanthus, here comes the sissy!"

Crow Xiaobai landed on Li Jingui's shoulder and said angrily.

"Sister Jingui!"

Su Peisheng rushed into Li Jingui's tent crying, and since sister Jingui woke up last month, there has been a strange stalemate between Lord Belle and sister Jingui.

The two of them didn't speak a word to each other, and the oppressive atmosphere drove Su Peisheng crazy.

"What's the matter?"

Li Jingui was concentrating on copying scriptures, and was slightly surprised to see Su Peisheng rushing in in a panic.

"Long Live Lord knew that Cangyang Gyatso died of illness and was on the way to escort, Long Yan was furious. Today's punishment order has been issued!"

"King Zhijun and Lord Baylor were punished with fifty army sticks for their ineffective escort! Now the Lord is being punished in front!"

Fifty batons!Although thinking that the nobles of Tianhuang would not be beaten to death or maimed, it is estimated that in the next month, the master will have to lie down.

"Oh……"

Li Jingui's hand holding the pen paused for a moment, and he responded calmly.

"Sister Jingui, you have to be conscientious in life. If it weren't for you, why would Lord Belle have to suffer these crimes!"

Su Peisheng watched Sister Jingui's indifference when she heard the news of Fourth Master's torture, and complained in disappointment.

"Anything else?"

"you!"

Su Peisheng stared blankly in anger, so he turned and left angrily.

Li Jingui continued to copy the scriptures as if nothing had happened, but his handwriting became more and more messy.

After dinner, after freshening up, Li Jingui was about to go to bed when he saw Su Peisheng entering with a stretcher behind him.

"Be gentle and put Lord Baylor on the bed!"

"Su Peisheng! Why don't you go back to his own camp!"

Li Jingui looked away from the man's pale and weak face, and said in a cold tone.

"Master kept calling your name! The servant can't serve you anymore! Sister can do what she sees, if she doesn't care!"

Su Peisheng straightened his back, his eyes widened with anger.

"My lord still has a high fever! The military doctor said that if the fever doesn't subside within a few days, the root cause of the disease will fall, but I guess my sister doesn't care about it!"

"The slave still has to take care of the medicine for the master! Resign first!"

I'm so tired, it's really worrying to match these two masters who are not willing to give in to each other!

After Su Peisheng threw the fourth master to sister Jingui, he took the people away.

At this moment, Li Jingui looked at Fourth Master, who was covered in cold sweat, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Jingui...Jingui...don't go..."

His chapped lips could not stop murmuring her name, which made her heartbroken.

"Golden Gui..."

She took off the veil and sat on the edge of the bed, carefully wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

　Relic:

　　Relic is the transliteration of Sanskrit arīra. In Buddhism, hair, bones, ashes, etc. left behind by monks after death are all called relics;

　　But only after cremation can the resulting crystals be called relics or solids.

　　According to the Buddhist scriptures, relics are cultivated through the merits of "six paramitas" (Bodhisattva's practice) and "precepts, concentration and wisdom". They are rare and respected, and they are regarded as holy objects.

　　
　
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