I'm on duty in Yinshi

Chapter 353 A Heart

Hearing Zhu Zhanji's caring words, Pei Ming was a little moved one second, but could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth the next second.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to realize something, and his expression immediately became tense: "What does your Highness mean, that Li Kui has not returned yet?"

"Correct!"

Zhu Zhanji said with a sullen face, "Only you know what happened in the dyeing workshop yesterday!"

"Vice Li Qianhu saved my life yesterday!"

The matter is very important, Pei Ming pursed his lips, his eyes showed memories, and his voice was quite hoarse:
"After we entered the dyeing workshop, we met some strange heads that had been sacrificed and refined. As soon as we met each other, the brothers were all trapped in an illusion. I also fought fiercely with a young demon."

Immediately, he told Zhu Zhanji everything that happened in the ruined temple.

Soon.

"Deputy Li Qianhu is strong, so nothing will happen." Pei Ming said solemnly.

After listening to the narration, Zhu Zhanji smiled, patted Pei Ming on the shoulder, and said with relief: "Pei Qianhu cultivates well, this matter should be kept in mind, remember the lesson, and don't act recklessly next time."

"Pei Ming will definitely remember."

Pei Ming nodded in agreement, the fingernails of his clenched fist could not help but sink slightly into his flesh.

He didn't know whether he hated himself for killing nine people, or hated himself for being weak.

Followed by.

Zhu Zhanji walked to the door, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he frowned and fell into deep thought.

According to Pei Ming, Li Kui should have had the upper hand last night, and the two monsters were not rivals at all, and Li Kui should have gone to track down the escaped monster.

In this way, it is not difficult to see that this group of people came prepared, so will Li Kui fall into an ambush?

'It's not like the handwriting of the second uncle and the third uncle. '

Zhu Zhanji lowered his eyes slightly, thinking to himself.

He and Zhu Gaoxi have been fighting wits and bravery for many years, and they have a lot of understanding in their methods. The assassination last time is in line with their style. When they find an opportunity, they will kill without hesitation, and they will not make a big circle on purpose.

Besides, if you just want to suppress him and make him lose face with his grandfather, there's no need to make this case so complicated.

On the other hand, there is a certain motivation for doing anything.

Unless it is a murder of passion, there is no logic at all, but obviously this case is not, there is a plan, and even the deceased has many doubts. What is the purpose and motivation of the people behind the scenes?
wow...

At this moment, God finally released the depression that had been suppressed for a long time. In just ten seconds, the rain became heavier.

"Crack."

There was the sound of the door closing behind him.

"His Royal Highness."

"Abbot Qingyun."

Abbot Qingyun had white eyebrows and a kind face. Looking at Zhu Zhanji's troubled appearance, he smiled slightly: "Just now I heard from Pei Ming that Li Fuqianhu, a lucky person has his own celestial appearance, so there must be nothing wrong."

"Auspicious words from the abbot." Zhu Zhanji twitched his lips, "Speaking of which, in terms of seniority, I still want to call you uncle."

He is a real person in Changchun, but he has worshiped a real person in Wudang Mountain as his teacher.

"Hahaha."

Abbot Qingyun laughed heartily:

"Your Majesty, there is a difference in honor and inferiority. You can't do it, you can't do it."

Immediately, the smile on his lips slowly faded, and he said earnestly: "Your Highness, the incident of Pei Ming has also reminded us old fellows that the Wudang disciples are too arrogant and willful, and Wanzhang Hongchen has lost his mind.

"In a few days, Wudang disciples will gradually step down from their positions in the court, including Jinyiwei and Dongchang..."

"What?!" Zhu Zhanji couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, he stared at Abbot Qingyun, puzzled and said, "Although Pei Ming made a mistake in this mission, it won't implicate the whole Wudang, why did Abbot Qingyun make such a decision suddenly? "

"Master."

Suddenly, Xiao Daotong, who had been following Abbot Qingyun, touched his belly and called softly, "I'm hungry."

"Hey." Abbot Qingyun squinted his eyes with a smile, flicked his whisk, took Xiaodaotong's hand, bowed slightly,
"His Royal Highness, the poor are one step ahead."

"Master, Abbot Qingyun..."

Simple words can't keep people who want to leave.

Zhu Zhanji watched the backs of the old and the young gradually drifting away, and all the words finally turned into a long sigh, standing where he was and shaking his head slightly.

'strangeness. '

Since Abbot Qingyun told him about this matter, it meant that it was the decision of the whole Wudang, not just the opinion of one person, but it was just too strange and sudden at this time, and the reason behind it must not be that simple.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhanji seemed to think of something: "Yes, the abbot will mention it to me, explaining this matter, grandpa has agreed!"

then.

Zhu Zhanji put down his messy thoughts, put his hands behind his back, and walked outside.

Chen Hu opened an oil umbrella to cover him from the rain.

"What should your Highness do now?"

Zhu Zhanji didn't speak, and suddenly, he stomped his feet and looked at the water tank in the center of the courtyard.

The raindrops fell, splashing a circle of ripples of different sizes.

At this time, Zhu Zhanji reached out and took out a puppet from his sleeve. It was an armored general with a yellow scarf on his head, lifelike, like a living thing.

This is Li Kui's yellow scarf force enslaved by exorcising the gods. He left it to Zhu Zhanji and didn't take it back. As long as he is urged by his mind, he can rise against the wind and exert infinite magic effects.

If something unexpected happens to Li Kui...

Thinking about it, Zhu Zhanji's eyes lit up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Yuan Bin in the distance, and shouted: "Yuan Bin, come here!"

"Here we come, Your Highness."

Yuan Bin, who was staying with the guards, heard Zhu Zhanji's call, and ran over in the rain.

"Bang bang bang..."

The kitchen knife is flying up and down, the slender catkins are dipped in flour, the minced meat is wrapped, and put into the steamer.

Wan Xin wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, a smile appeared on her face.

"Ouch, ouch, who is this, come here early in the morning to make buns? Is this the sun coming out from the west?"

The laughter suddenly sounded from the kitchen door.

Wan Xin was startled, turned her head to look, it was Thirteen Niang wearing a purple skirt, shaking an embroidered fan, smiling playfully, she couldn't help scolding: "Thirteen Niang, you scared me to death .”

Immediately, she wondered:
"Why did you come here?"

"Why did I come here? I also want to ask our girl Wanxin what happened. She came to Chunyue Building early in the morning and went straight to the kitchen."

Thirteen Niangs came slowly, looking at the appearance of Wanxin wrapped in an apron and covered in flour, she wondered: "I thought something was wrong, but... what are you doing?"

"..."

Wan Xin blinked her eyes and grinned: "I'm not thanking Thirteen Niang for her concern, I woke up early on purpose to make breakfast for you!"

Of course, she wouldn't say that it was because there wasn't enough meat and vegetables at home that she couldn't make breakfast so she came here on purpose.

"Oh?"

Thirteen Niang elongated her tone and said meaningfully: "It's best!"

Wan Xin's face was not red and her heart was not beating, she said with a smile: "Could it be fake?"

"Okay, I'll just wait for the steamed stuffed bun made by Wan Xin myself."

……

"Knock knock knock..."

The catkin knocked lightly on the wooden door.

The stunningly beautiful woman in a sky blue dress blinked and listened attentively.

half an hour.

There was no movement in the courtyard.

"Strange, isn't anyone here?"

Wan Xin pursed her lips, glanced at the bamboo basket in her hand, and said softly, "Deputy Li Qianhu, Deputy Li Qianhu..."

just still nothing
"Have you left so early?"

Wan Xin looked up at the hazy sky above her head, sighed faintly, then turned and left.

(End of this chapter)