The Counterfeit Madam Hou

After the woman had finished speaking, the monk turned around and was ready to leave. He had just walked to the door of the room, but was called by the people behind him: “Keep your eyes open, don't let the suspicious get in and ruin our affairs. ”

“Yes.” The monk nodded and withdrew.

The temple is playing a leather movie, and the audience under the stage are blind.

Liu Qinghuan looked around and just saw the monk guarding the door coming out of the inside. Although the man stopped her when she entered the temple, she came in now, but didn't listen to her.

Liu Qing cheered his lips. This temple is really interesting.

She glanced at the peach next to her and stood up: “You stay here and wait for the twisted tongue and the green tongue, I'll go in and take a look. ”

Hearing her say that, Red Peach hastily stood up: "Madam, where are you going? Slaves go with you. ”

The monks at the door glanced at them and withdrew their eyes and continued to stare at the door. Liu Qing cheered the corner of his mouth and hesitated a little. She thought there might be danger in the temple, so she wanted the peaches to stay here, but now it seems more suspicious to leave the maids alone and wander around.

She nodded and let the peaches go behind her. Almost everyone in the temple gathers near the front yard stage, but it's hard to see anybody elsewhere. Liu Qinghuan walked in the direction that the monk had just left and looked four times behind the courtyard door.

Where should I hide a piece of dark paint around me if I want to hide it?

This temple should be different from a jacket, there can be no underground secret passage, then it can only be in the room. It's the woodshed? Kitchen or cellar?

Far away came the sound of footsteps, Liu Qinghuan hinted at the peaches to keep quiet and pulled her aside. The three monks dressed as strong men walked in through the door and, jokingly, turned left. Liu Qinghuan waited a while for them to leave before pulling the peaches in the direction they left.

Through another door and into a small courtyard, Liu Qinghuan discovered that this was the temple's kitchen. Two monks guarded in front of the kitchen as if they were on guard against something. Liu Qinghuan blinked quickly. Someone would never eat meat in there. Let them watch the wind here, right?

The women's slight voice came out of the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of ping-pong, which was not very real. The two monks guarding the door seemed shocked, walking up and knocking on the door: "Are you okay? ”

“It's okay." A loud and coarse man's voice came from inside and the two people at the door listened for a while before leaving the door.

Liu Qing thought about it and found a small bag of white powdered stuff from his sleeve. He turned to the red peach behind him and said: "Stay here, don't make a sound. ”

“Madam!” Peach grabbed her sleeve and said nothing to let her go. Liu Qinghuan pulled out his sleeve and smiled at her: “I am not as weak as Amu said, in fact, I am good at martial arts. ”

“But...”

“Don't worry, I got my share.” Liu Qinghuan shook a small bag of things in her palm and said, "This powder can be put down even by an elephant if it inhales a small amount. ”

Liu Qinghuan walked out after he had said it. Red Peach wanted to say anything else, but she could only stay where she was. She now only hoped that Miss Twisted Tongue would come sooner.

Twisted Tong just figured out that a few drunk men were making trouble ahead, and then Liu Qinghuan disappeared. He was scared to jump out of his mind.

This guy can't even stare at her for a while!

She looked around and walked to the alley where Liu Qinghuan was standing and shouted inside: "Ma'am, are you there? ”

There was no one in the alley, only an old man looked back at her. Twisted Tong frowned and walked in. He just walked two steps. He saw a man running across the alley. After a closer look, he realized that it was actually green.

“Miss Twister, is that you?” The green voice was a little rushed, and she ran faster after seeing the twisted tongue. When Twisted Tongue saw that she was the only one, an unknown hunch arose: “Where's Madam? ”

“Madame went to the temple over there to listen to the play. ”

“To listen to the play?” Twisted tongue relieved, luckily just listening to the play.

“There's something wrong with that temple. You'll see when you come with me!” Qing Qing suddenly pulled her away. When she reached the temple, she was stopped by the monk at the door.

He glanced at the sword in Twisted Tongue's hand and stood in front of the main gate: “The temple no longer entertains guests today, but also invites the donor not to go. ”

Twisted Tong stood at the door and glanced inside. Without seeing Liu Qinghuan, he opened his hand in front of the monk with some impatience: “Out of the way! ”

Instead, the monk refused to let him go: "Ask the benefactor to leave. ”

Twisted his lips and started directly with him. The struggle here shook the people inside and the crowd scattered screaming. The rest of the monks saw each other, all surrounded to help. Green saw many of them and rushed out of the temple to find Xue Mu.

A monk fell and ran into a room, shouting to the people inside: "No, someone broke into the temple! ”

The woman sitting at the table frowned slightly and raised her head and asked, “Who is it? ”

“I don't know, a woman with a sword in her hand. ”

The woman raised her mouth and stood from her couch: "Show me. ”

“Yes!” The newspaper man led her to the front yard and flew to the front yard. She just walked out of the corridor, and the woman stopped: “Are the people who tied her up before? ”

“Still closed in the kitchen. ”

The woman thought about it and turned around and went to the kitchen: "Go check it out. ”

Liu Qinghuan just walked into the courtyard, and the two monks at the door found her, unnecessarily stopping her outside the door: “Who? This is a sanctuary for temples. You can't barge in. ”

Liu Qing laughed sarcastically: "There is no place in the world I Lu Jiao can't barge into. ”

When she finished, her right hand waved in the air, and the tiny white powder blossomed like a snowflake over the heads of two monks. There was a strange scent in the air, and they suddenly took a unconscious sip, and then something blew up in front of them, and suddenly it became white.

Liu Qinghuan reached out his hand and pushed slightly on the two people, who fell to the ground in an upside down fashion. Liu Qinghuan walked to the woodshed and found the door locked from the inside. She lifted her breath and kicked the door open.

“Bang," the people in the room looked back subconsciously at the door.

The door was still a monk, only wearing a pair of pants and throwing clothes on the floor at will. The people behind him seemed to see Liu Qinghuan, mumbling.

“Who are you?!” The monk stared angrily at Liu Qinghuan. Liu Qinghuan did not answer him, but looked behind him.

The corner of the wall was tied to a girl with a cloth towel in her mouth and her hands tied behind her back. The clothes on her body had been taken off in half and her hair wrapped around her shoulders in chaos.

It's Liu Qingli.

Liu Qinghuan's heart was tight, his hand hanging beside him also held his fist.

“You...” The monk's words are not finished, Liu Qinghuan has lifted his feet and kicked the iron pot on the stove. The iron pot flipped rapidly in the air, with a heavy buzz, and hit the monk directly on the head.

The monk shouted in agony, and the steps at his feet were stabilised several times. He dumped some blurred gaze and tried to see the person across the street, but the person across the street was long gone.

When Liu Qinghuan had flashed behind him, he raised his finger and pressed twice hard on the monk's neck. The monk fell completely soft on the ground.

Liu Qinghuan took a quick breath and walked to Liu Qingliang to untie her.

“Are you all right?” She took off the cloth towel in Liu Qingli's mouth and lifted her up. Liu Qingli still had some unexpected ghosts, his chest fluttered a few times before grabbing Liu Qinghuan's arm violently: “They are not monks in the temple, I heard them say the fireworks in the west of the city have been replaced by gunpowder, they are going to blow up the Imperial City while the fireworks convention! ”

Liu Qinghuan was stunned. Although she also thought that these people were not monks at all, she did not think that they dared to bomb the Imperial City. She set her mind to Liu Qingliang: “Can you go now? ”

Liu Qingli nodded. “Yes. ”

“Okay, we'll go find Amu right away.” She was about to leave with Liu Qingliang, but suddenly there was a hanging pain in her stomach. Liu Qingli looked at her pale face and immediately got nervous: “What's wrong with you? ”

Liu Qinghuan took a few breaths against the wall and barely held up his body: “It's okay, it's probably just moving the tire, let's go. ”

“Okay.” Liu Qinglian answered and the two held each other out. I couldn't help but wait for the peaches outside. When I saw what was going on inside, my face was white and I hurried up to hold them.

As soon as the three of them walked out of the kitchen, they heard a rush of footsteps coming this way. Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows moved and told Peach: “Help Second Sister out first, quickly! ”

Red peaches looked at her and her eyes were red: "What about you, madam? ”

“I'm fine, you guys go!” Liu Qinghuan shoved them, and the peaches bit their teeth, holding Liu Qingli to the other side.

He traveled anxiously across the streets of Chang 'an City, but didn't know where to find Shemu. Fortunately, they met a group of patrolling Kingsguards before they sat on their horses to Shemu's side. Shemu and Li Mo were whispering something. Seeing Qingyu follow a Jin Wuowei, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled: “What happened? ”

Qingzheng saw Xue Mu and wept down: "Master, no, Lady went to a temple, Miss Twisted Tongue and fought with people! ”

Shemu's face sank. Li Mo glanced at him and frowned: “Temple? It doesn't happen to be the temple we're watching, does it? ”

Shemu clasped his mouth and quickly turned his back on his horse: "Yongyun, lead the men to the horse immediately. ”

“Understood." Li Mo told a deputy general under his command and soon followed Shemu with a team of men. Though the streets were heavily congested tonight, the people watched two armored generals lead a team of Kim Goh guards and drove off the road automatically and spontaneously.

The large group of people walked unhindered, Shemu and Li Mo just arrived at the temple door and heard the fierce fighting inside. Then, the shadow fell and ran out. Li Mo took a closer look, it was a maid and Liu Qingli.

Liu Qingli's hair was messy, Li Mo's eyes were heavy and one of her flips jumped off the horse. He untied the red cape tied behind him, wrapped Liu Qingliang in his arms and carried him into his arms: “What happened? ”

Liu Qingli saw the people in front of him and grabbed his hand and hurried: “Someone wants to blow up the Imperial City, go and stop them! ”

Shemu tumbled down from the horse and looked at her with a heavy face: "Clear? ”

Liu Qingli seemed like something, more anxious than just now: “Third sister is still in there, hurry in and rescue her! ”