The character is broken!The General's Sick Beauty Is a Killer

Chapter 10 Prayers for the Dead

"Miss, Miss," Baozhen walked beside Tang Xi, her voice full of doubts, "Since when did Miss become so familiar with General Ning Yuan?"

She had never heard Miss mention General Ning Yuan before.

Tang Xi's eyes flickered, she thought of the mission where she was teased, and also thought of the embarrassment of the palace banquet, every time she met him, it was no good, so it was worth not mentioning it.

"I don't know him." Tang Xi said without changing his expression.

Baozhen's small face collapsed, and her fleshy nose wrinkled, how could she check someone's wound without knowing her?

Miss has something to hide from her.

"Female benefactor, do you want to pray for blessings?" The young monk with delicate features folded his hands and stood under the tree covered with red silk.

Tang Xi glanced lightly and kept on walking. There is no one in this world who needs her blessing.

The little novice’s voice is as clear and elegant as the sound of nature, and the gurgling is like flowing water. "This tree is not for the blessing of the living. Write down the name and pray for the dead. May the dead have no disasters and difficulties in the next life and a smooth life. Amitabha."

Tang Xi stopped, and looked at the little novice with calm eyes seemingly unintentionally.

The little novice monk always had a faint smile beyond the mundane world.

Tang Xi stepped forward, took the red ribbon of prayer from the little novice monk, picked a brush from the pen holder, filled it with ink, and quickly wrote a few words.

"The benefactor can just throw it on the tree." The little novice clasped his hands together.

Tang Xi looked up at the tree covered with red silk, and frowned. There was no room here, so he threw it casually, and as expected, it fluttered to the ground and landed on a pair of black shoes.

Jian Chijin just happened to pass by, bent down to pick it up, and the words on it came into view: Tang Xi.

The two characters are barely recognizable, far from beautiful.

There was a momentary paleness on Tang Xi's face, but she quickly covered it up. She took a few steps forward and took out the blessing belt from Jian Chijin's hand, and threw it on it forcefully.

This time it's okay to hang up.

Tang Xi turned her head and quickly left with Baozhen.

Jian Chijin just watched her series of smooth movements without even giving him a look.

"General, did Miss Tang not see you?" Gao Feiwei leaned forward, holding his machete in his arms, "It shouldn't be, such a big person."

It doesn't matter if the young lady can't see the general, why the little maid didn't even see him.

Jian Chijin squinted at him, "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Gao Feiwei shrugged, "That won't work, I just love to talk."

Jian Chijin didn't bother to talk to him, took a few steps forward and stopped slowly.

He realized later that there was something wrong with Tang Xi's expression.

It was as if he had discovered something shady.

He took a few steps back and looked at the wishing tree covered with red silk.

"General, you don't want to follow the example of those devout men and women who throw a piece of cloth on it and make a wish?" Gao Feiwei shivered in his mind as his general made a wish with his eyes closed.

Jian Chijin ignored him, and turned to the little novice at the table, "What is this tree for?"

The little novice bowed with a smile, "This tree is dedicated to commemorating the souls of the dead. Every day, monks from our temple will chant Buddha here, so that the dead can rest in peace."

deceased?Revenant?Jian Chijin remembered the word "Tang Xi" written on the red silk just now, squinted her eyes, and looked thoughtfully in the direction of her departure.

Tang Xi watched as Jian Chijin led a group of people down the stairs, rode on the horse waiting at the bottom of the steps, and drove away towards the way they came.

Her nails pinching the door frame were slightly white.

Today is her carelessness.

Do you want to kill him to silence him?

After thinking about it for a while, Tang Xi put his hands in his sleeves and forgot about it. With this illusory thing, he still couldn't find her.

"Miss, it's getting late, we should go down the mountain."

Tang Xi nodded, raised her skirt and stepped across the threshold in front of her.

After the guards carried the sedan chair and walked the winding mountain road, they changed carriages and headed towards the capital.

(End of this chapter)