"Ouyang Shaochen, you can finally give it up." Mu Liufeng looked at Ouyang Shaochen, who smiled called an ambiguous, gazing through the half-open door, looking straight in, ready to find another person in the room protagonist.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Shaochen slammed the door of the room, cut off his eyes, and looked at him sullenly, "Why are you looking for me?"
Muriufeng Yiyi reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked at Ouyang Shaochen: "A master Yunyou from Xiangguo Temple has returned. I heard that he is very accurate. Do you want to go to Xiangguo Temple? ? "
"My future, I still need a hexagram?" Ouyang Shaochen raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Liufeng, his obsidian eyes flashed a little cold and proud.
Muriu Feng: "..."
Ouyang Shaochen is the son of King Xiaoyao. He will marry his wife and have children in the future.
"This master's Dharma is profound, do you want to discuss Dharma with him?"
"Not interested." Shaochen Ouyang shook his head without hesitation.
Mu Liufeng's sword eyebrows picked slightly: "Don't you like playing chess with masters, tasting tea, and discussing Dharma before?"
"It used to be before, now it's no interest." Ouyang Shaochen said unkindly.
"That's a pity, this master is a rare monk ..." Muriufeng sighed with pity.
Ouyang Shaochen looked faint: "The masters of Xiangguo Temple are all in Xiangguo Temple. I haven't heard of any one who went to Yunyou ..."
Muriu Feng whispered: "This master left Xiangguo Temple ten years ago. When he left, his reputation was still not obvious. When he traveled, he cured the people and solved difficult things for the poor. It spread ... "
Ouyang Shaochen nodded and understood: "What is the Master's Law?"
"Normal." Muriufeng said lightly, but Murongxue in the inner room heard his eyes dizzy, opened the door, walked out, and looked at Muriufeng momentarily: "You said that phase The name of Master Guosi is called one? "
Murongxue changed into a light purple turtleneck dress, with pink traces hidden under her collar. As she walked looming, her dark hair was like a waterfall, spreading behind her, and her lips were gorgeous.
Seeing Muriufeng envious and gritting his teeth, it is no wonder that Ouyang Shaochen fell asleep until now, Wen Xiang (Nuanyu is in his arms, instead of him, he will not get up until dark).
"Mu Liufeng!" Shaochen Ouyang sneered and stepped forward, blocking his sight of Murongxue.
Mu Liufeng withdrew his envy and jealous thoughts and focused on: "Yes!" The famous reputation of Master Yi has spread throughout the capital, and he will never hear it wrong.
Murong Xue's eyes narrowed slightly with cold eyes, and she understood the true meaning of 'Gui Xiang'. 'Gui Xiang' is not a person's name or a place name, but an abbreviation of two names, that is, Master Yi, Xiangguo Temple.
At first, the man wanted to talk about Master Yiyi, but the man was very hurt. He felt that he could not finish the four words of Master Yiyi, so he changed to Xianguo Temple. Unexpectedly, he was seriously injured. I didn't finish the three words, only a phase word, so there would be the wrong word "Go Lane".
What the silver key can open is in the hands of this master of Xiangguo Temple.
Murongxue looked up at Ouyang Shaochen, but saw that Ouyang Shaochen was also looking down at her, his eyes flashed with a clear look, obviously also figured this out.
Murong Xuexue narrowed his eyes, grabbed Ouyang Shaochen's hand, and hurried forward.
Looking at the backs of the two quickly going away, Mu Liufeng puzzled and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Xianguo Temple." Murong Xue answered without looking back, walking faster.
Did n’t Ouyang Shaochen say not to go to Xiangguo Temple?Why did you suddenly change your mind?It's still a hurry to go, like a big event with a hundred thousand rushes.
Mu Liufeng was puzzled, shaking the folding fan lightly, and quickly followed: "Wait for me, I will also go ..."
The few people who hurried on the road didn't see it, and in the humble corner, a figure flashed quietly ...
Xiangguo Temple is the largest and most prosperous monastery in Qingyan Kingdom. The noble lady in Beijing, the emperor of thousands of gold and even the royal family, the queen, the prince, and the princesses all like to go to the temple to incense.
Xiangguo Temple is filled with pilgrims almost every day.
Ouyang Shaochen and Murongxue came to Xiangguo Temple in a horse-drawn carriage, but they saw a luxury carriage parked outside the Xiangguo Temple. A noble lady, holding the hands of the maids, was walking around with her eyes full of piety.
Murong Xue stepped off the carriage and looked at the solemn and solemn Xiangguo Temple, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Where is Master Guiyi now?"
Mu Liufeng looked at the sun hung high in the sky: "If there is no accident, he should be speaking in the Daxiong Hall this time ..."
Suddenly, two figures flashed in front of them, bringing a gust of wind. Muriufeng fixed his gaze, and Murongxue pulled Ouyang Shaochen, hurriedly ran into Xiangguo Temple, and ran towards the direction of the Great Hall of Heroes.
So anxious?He didn't even listen to what he said, so he hurried to find someone, and he didn't waste any time!It seems that Murongxue's search for a master is definitely an extraordinary event.
Mu Liufeng's eyes flashed meaningfully, shaking the folding fan lightly, and followed him leisurely.
The faint sandalwood in the Daxiong Hall burned people's hearts and minds. A master with a kind of good eyebrows and a long white beard sat on the futon, twisting the beads lightly, explaining the obscure scriptures.
Dozens of women, thousands of gold, sat on the futon below, listening carefully, admiring with all eyes, the atmosphere in the hall was very peaceful.
Suddenly, dozens of people in black appeared out of thin air, wielding a sword in their hands, and stab the old man with no mercy ...
The old man's eyes flicked, and he jumped up, avoiding the long swords of the people in black, and fighting with the people in black. The sharp sword flashed back and forth, and the woman was shocked. Cried, running around: "Where are you ... killing ... there are assassins, there are assassins ..."
The entire Majestic Hall was instantly chaotic.
A Qianjin stumbled and ran into a black man accidentally, staggering him a few times. The black man's eyes flashed through a cold and cold mountain, and he stab his sword at the Qianjin.
A sandalwood bead suddenly flew over and hit the black man's long sword straight, and the long sword was twisted out. The old man's majestic anger sounded in the hall: "Hugh will hurt someone!"
The assassin's eyes were cold, and he ignored the woman who ran out of the hall. The sword in his hand came out, and he pierced the old man mercilessly ...
The old man's eyes were slightly fixed, his deep palms quickly waved, and he hit the assassins fiercely, and the fierce fighting sound was deafening ...