Cross the prayer space

Chapter 314 The Legend of the Rivers and Lakes 5
The handkerchief was stained with blood, Wang Li looked down at her, "Lady, what's wrong?"

Qiu Shui shook his head, "Go and see to find out."

Inside the Shaolin Temple, An Ran stretched out her hand to feel her pulse, and then said without ink marks for a while, "It's a Gu."

"Sure enough, Miao Village also participated."

"Amitabha, some benefactors came here, and I feel ashamed and ashamed to welcome them from afar." The abbot of Shaolin Temple was supported and walked over.

An Ran got up and returned a salute, "Master Mingyuan."

Mingyuan looked at Jue's corpse, "Nie Yuan, Nie Yuan, I still can't escape after all."

"I don't know what the host means by that?" Qiu Shui said suspiciously.

Host Mingyuan sighed softly, "Love and hatred in this world are all involved, countless debts, and unrepayable love, Shaolin Temple cannot escape after all." He turned tremblingly, "I hope the benefactor will wake up." At the same time, this Gu was planted by Liao Jue himself, so please tell me." He shook his head and left with a lonely back.

"Hey host!" Qiu Shui didn't understand what it meant, but the man had already left.

Qiu Shui took a look and then looked at the Shaolin monks around him, "Let us come together, you already know the cause of death?"

The other monks shook their heads again and again, "Amitabha, I really don't know."

Living in the meditation room arranged by Shaolin Temple, Qiu Shui still looked puzzled, "What do you mean by the old abbot?"

An Ran put down the medicine box, and smiled when she heard the words, "I'm afraid something really happened, that's why we are allowed to stay."

At night, after eating the fast meal, An Ran opened the book and read it. Qiu Shui tossed and couldn't fall asleep, and gently pushed Wang Li beside him, "Husband, are you asleep yet?"

Wang Li stretched out his arms and hugged her, "Lady, I can't think of anything now, why don't you raise your spirits and think about it tomorrow."

Qiu Shui snuggled into his arms, "That's what I said, but I always feel uneasy and have no idea."

A night passed in a daze, but something happened early the next morning. Looking at the corpse in front of him, Qiu Shui couldn't bear to look straight at him, "This is bleeding from the seven orifices."

An Ran withdrew her hand, "I was poisoned by autumn silkworms." She got up and looked around, "It shouldn't be, there is nothing autumn silkworms like nearby," An Ran suddenly stopped talking, and turned her eyes back to the young monk's corpse. He knelt down, took out a handkerchief, stained it with blood, sniffed it lightly, his complexion changed slightly, "Where do you get all the water here?"

"The benefactors are all wells in the temple." Ming Yuan said in a heavy tone, "Could it be that there is a problem with the water?"

"His blood contains a small amount of autumn silkworm food, take me to have a look first," An Ran put down the veil and said.

As the old abbot arrived at the water well in the temple, An Ran took out a small amount of water, dipped it again with a handkerchief, and exhaled slightly, "The water was covered with the powder of autumn silkworm fruit after class. How many people used water in the temple yesterday?" The water drawn here? Come out, and I will detoxify you."

Most of the monks stood up, An Ran counted the number of people, and ordered the medical girl from Yigu to make medicine, and she came to the room of the old host with Qiu Shui, "Master Mingyuan, now there are accidents in the world, the leader has already The knights from the rivers and lakes have been summoned, you Shaolin Temple has been hiding from the world, this action must be to force you out of the mountain, I can’t stay here forever, so, host, this time Shaolin Temple can’t escape.”

Mingyuan seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, "Forget it, it's all a debt. It's been more than 20 years, and it's time to pay it off."

More than 20 years, what do you mean?An Ran and the others didn't understand and didn't ask again, but they all knew that it all started.

The saint girl of the Miao Village left the Miao Village without knowing her whereabouts, but the Demon Sect produced a so-called saint child. At this time, Chi Jingxiao was sitting on a tree, and under the tree a woman in Miao Jiang costume was looking up. He said, "Brother, you have been in the Central Plains for so many years, have you forgotten our mission?"

Chi Jingxiao rubbed against Yu Xiao, "Oh? How could I forget?"

"That's good, brother, I'll go first, and I will contact you then." The girl turned around and walked away with the sound of jingling.

Only then did Chi Jingxiao turn around, turn to Yu Xiao and chuckle, "So you are the elder brother of the Saintess of Miaojiang, the king of Miaojiang, you really caught the right person." He jumped off the tree and left, leaving only a few fallen leaves behind. Float down.

In Qianji Building, Chi Jingxiao was sitting on a chair, "At that time, please pay attention to Madam, and let the people in the dark protect Miss, don't hurt them, then I will disguise myself as King Miaojiang Go to Wulin to discuss important matters."

"Yes."

Chi Jingxiao sat quietly for a while with his eyes downcast, "Of course, if we don't see each other again, you might recognize me." If it's not a last resort, I really want to guard you well, but people in the world don't have so much freedom.

In Shaolin Temple, a pigeon flew in, and Qiu Shui took down the letter, "Of course, it's the leader's invitation. This time, almost all sects have been mobilized. It seems that the Demon Cult's plan is not small."

An Ran nodded, "Who went to the first village?"

Qiu Shui sat down and took a sip of tea, "It's my seventh brother, don't worry, Xiaoxiao is safe in the village. Besides, my elder brother and sister-in-law are both here, and the third brother has gone back now. The first village is absolutely safe."

An Ran nodded, "It's just that I feel a little bit small, that girl hasn't been away from me for so long, I don't know how uncomfortable it is."

And now Chi Xiaoxiao, who is being talked about by An Ran, is sitting at the door of the No. [-] Villa with her tiny chin propped up. Mrs. Meng came to see her like this, and couldn't help smiling. She asked Yong Niang, "What are you doing?" ?”

Yong Niang looked at the plump, white and fat snow-white dumpling, blinking her big eyes and staring at the outside of the village, "Wait for my valley owner, Xiaoxiao has never been separated from the valley owner for such a long time. It's very, but children are sensible, and they don't say anything, just look at it eagerly, which is even more distressing."

Mrs. Meng has no children of her own, and she loves children very much. At this time, she squatted beside Chi Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, do you want to write a letter to your mother? Auntie will send it to you with a carrier pigeon."

Chi Xiaoxiao's listless expression suddenly lit up, "Really!" she asked softly, her big eyes full of anticipation.

Mrs. Meng nodded and hugged her, "Really, your mother can write back to you when the time comes, okay?"

Chi Xiaoxiao hugged her neck and nodded, "Okay! Thank you, Auntie Yong, Auntie Yong, Xiaoxiao can write a letter to mother! Will mother know that Xiaoxiao is fine? Will she not worry? "Her voice was childish, with some expectation.

Yong Niang nodded, her heart softened, "Of course, when the time comes, Xiao Xiao, write down everything you want to say."

Chi Xiaoxiao cheered, "Then, let's go quickly, Auntie!"

Mrs. Meng's heroic facial features were softened at this time, "Okay."

Chi Xiaoxiao grabbed the brush and painted the entire white paper, "Auntie, will mother recognize it?" She raised her head, her face like a little cat made Mrs. Meng laugh.

Mrs. Meng grabbed her little hand, and pressed a paw print on the Mei Hua note, "Look, your mother will definitely recognize your hand print by then."

Chi Xiaoxiao bent her eyes. Outside the door, Master Fu watched the scene and couldn't help smiling, "Look, Yan'er likes children so much."

Uncle Yu smiled, "Master Shaogu is very likable. If Madam has a child of her own, she will be very happy. Miss A Ling has been looking forward to it for a long time, and she hopes to have a younger brother and sister to accompany her."

Speaking of his daughter, Master Fu smiled unconsciously, "Ah Ling, girl."

(End of this chapter)