famous poison doctor

Chapter 130
Soon, a sneer appeared on the corner of Ying's mouth. He laughed at Fang Qingluo's tricks, showing off his hiding skills in front of hidden guards like him, thinking that he would not be able to find out if he hid there?
He ran quickly on the roof, then jumped off, waved his sleeves, and scattered the baskets all over the floor with his true energy.

"Huh?" He couldn't help making a sound of surprise, the baskets around him were empty, and there was no sign of Fang Qingluo at all!

He walked to a basket, and saw a strand of cloth scraped on the basket, which was Fang Qingluo's clothes.Ying stretched out his hand to take off the cloth, looked at it carefully, and felt a little suspicious in his heart.

After such a delay, the man had already fled far away, and he lost the great opportunity to arrest him, so he could only go back and plead guilty to King Lu.But with his years of eyesight, how could he make a mistake in his judgment? Could it be that the little girl is a master?

Ying shook his head slightly in his heart, how is it possible?Maybe it's just a coincidence, the scraped-off cloth was not artificially torn off, it should be that she accidentally scratched the clothes when she escaped, and he misjudged that she was hiding there.

Ying is a master around Lu Wang, but all masters are a little arrogant, Ying is very reluctant to admit that he made a mistake in judgment, but he has already run away, how can he explain it, should he tell Lu Wang that it is Fang Qingluo's 14-year-old boy? The girl played him?

With Ying's pride, she would rather believe that she made a mistake in judgment.

Fang Qingluo fled to Anyuan Temple in a good mood, and went directly to the residence of the abbot in the backyard of the temple. She was already familiar in the temple, and the monks all knew that she was a lay disciple accepted by the abbot, and no one would stop her looking at her.

Seeing that Zhide was not there, Fang Qingluo asked a young novice to ask, and the little novice replied respectfully: "If you go back to the princess, the abbot is receiving distinguished guests and will come back later. Is the princess in a hurry to find the abbot? Is the little monk delivering the report?"

Anyuan Temple is quite famous in the capital, and Lu Wang's people still dare not go to Anyuan Temple to arrest people. Besides, the monks in the temple are not practicing kung fu for nothing. He waved his hand and said, "No, it's better not to bother him. I'll go to the Sutra Pavilion first, and then I'll come to see my master later."

When mentioning the Sutra Pavilion, the young novice showed envy. Fang Qingluo only found out later that not everyone can enter the Sutra Pavilion in Anyuan Temple. At the beginning, she didn't understand what Zhide said about the Sutra Pavilion. Let her read the books as she pleases, how tempting this one is, so now whenever she comes to Anyuan Temple, she must seize the time to enter the Sutra Pavilion, so as not to waste this great opportunity.

To get to the Sutra Pavilion, you have to pass by the backyard of the temple. There is a osmanthus tree in the yard. At this time, the tree is full of osmanthus. Strong osmanthus.Fang Qingluo liked the smell of this osmanthus tree, and every time he passed by, he would stop here for a while, breathing in the fresh air with cinnamon fragrance.

Sometimes the little monk would give her a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus honey brewed from osmanthus trees. She felt that drinking the sweet-scented osmanthus honey, smelling the fragrance, and basking in the sun would brighten her mood, and she could forget about it even if it didn't go her way.

In fact, she can't say she doesn't care about what happened today, but she is too lazy to get angry. Didn't it mean that the dog bites you, can you still bite the dog?There's no point in being angry with someone like Lu Wang!But she couldn't help feeling that she and Lu Wang were really close friends, but even if Lu Wang saw her, he probably didn't remember robbing her guest room that day.

Fang Qingluo walked towards the Osmanthus osmanthus tree while thinking, but found a moon-white figure flashing past, and she walked under the osmanthus tree one step ahead of her.

Looking at the back, he is a slightly thin but tall man. Judging from the clothes, he should be a scholar. After all, he is a stranger. Fang Qingluo immediately put aside the idea of ​​standing under the tree for a while. Who told him to take the lead?

She was about to leave, but saw that person turned around, it turned out to be Mr. Feng Wuyou who taught them piano art from Tianan Academy.

"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Feng here. The student Fang Qingluo interrupted Mr. Feng." After all, Mr. Feng is still teaching her the art of piano, and respecting teachers is a virtue that this court attaches great importance to.

Mr. Feng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to meet Fang Qingluo here, but he quickly recovered his indifferent demeanor, as if he was a banished fairy who didn't eat the fireworks in the world, nodded gracefully, and said, "It's okay, you Let’s also come to see the osmanthus tree, I’m leaving now.”

That meant giving up the territory to Fang Qingluo. Fang Qingluo was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "No need, I will leave soon."

Mr. Feng nodded, and didn't say anything more, but the gesture of absolute harvest made people couldn't help but take a few more glances. Even Fang Qingluo, who had seen too many beautiful male stars in his previous life, couldn't help being dumbfounded. It was such an unforgettable scene.

The sun will be setting in the west, and the golden-red afterglow will shine on the osmanthus tree, making the orange-red osmanthus flowers more red, and the finely crushed petals of the osmanthus tree will fall all over the ground, and those that are covered by the afterglow On the petals that were dyed a little red, stood a stunning man in light clothes.

Fang Qingluo even had the urge to draw this scene. Small orange-red petals were sprinkled on Mr. Feng's moon-white robe, some of which even mixed with the black hair on his shoulders, white and black. Green, orange, and red are intertwined into a bright picture.

Fang Qingluo couldn't help but think of Mr. Feng's life experience, and couldn't help feeling injustice for such a person. With his temperament, he could only do entertainment. It was really a bad time for him.

"Your progress in piano art is very slow, do you not like playing the piano?" Mr. Feng asked suddenly without leaving in a hurry.

Fang Qingluo was stunned for a moment. She thought that among so many people taught by Mr. Feng, it was impossible for everyone to take care of each other. How could she remember a student like her who was paddling?Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng looked cold and indifferent, but remembered clearly in his heart.

"It's the students who are dull and don't have the talent to play the piano." Fang Qingluo said bravely. She really can't play the piano. It's really not her style to ask someone who is used to playing with herbs to touch the strings.

Mr. Feng glanced at Fang Qingluo, and said: "Playing the piano is not about technique, but about state of mind. Your song "Broken Array" has a very good momentum, not like what you can have at your age."

Fang Qingluo was suddenly vigilant. In her previous life, she was decisive in killing and attacking. It was not that she had never stained her hands with blood when performing missions. The momentum was inadvertently revealed when playing the formation song. Naturally, it was incomparable to ordinary 14-year-old girls, but this was not true at all. Obviously, but it didn't escape the eyes of Feng Wuyou, the Qin idiot!

Fang Qingluo was thinking about how to answer, when she suddenly heard her master's voice behind her, "So you know each other, what a coincidence."

Fang Qingluo turned around and called Master, and said, "Have you forgotten that I study at Tian'an Academy? Mr. Feng is my Mr. Qin Art."

Zhide snorted and said, "I forgot that he was still teaching." After he finished speaking, he smiled and looked at Mr. Feng, and said in a familiar tone: "Wuyou, Qingluo is my disciple, you Take care of her more."

Feng Wuyou glanced at Fang Qingluo, apparently very surprised that Zhide could accept Fang Qingluo as his apprentice, he looked at Fang Qingluo carefully, and said: "Your apprentice looks bad, I'm afraid you've got into trouble. .”

Fang Qingluo thought that Feng Wuyou meant that her complexion was not good-looking, but he thought that his body was not good in the first place, and it wasn't because he was poisoned, so what's the trouble?Unexpectedly, Zhide also stared at Fang Qingluo's face and said, "It's true, apprentice, your seal is black, what's wrong with you?"

Yintang turned black... Fang Qingluo couldn't help but think of the most common words said by those deceitful fortune tellers in ancient costume movies in her previous life... But considering that she recently provoked the queen mother, and was blocked by the king of law today, it was really bad luck up.

"Master, haven't you heard the rumors in the capital? And the fact that I was invited into the palace a few days ago?" Fang Qingluo said helplessly.

Zhide scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm a monk, and I don't care about worldly things, so you can talk about it quickly."

Fang Qingluo lightly told about the rumors about himself being spread, and the fact that he was almost tested by the queen mother when he entered the palace, and Zhide jumped up before he finished talking, "What? You dare to bully my apprentice like this, this matter is endless! Let them know who they can't mess with!"

Fang Qingluo couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter. Her master was not like Master Fang Wai, nor was he like the abbot of the famous Anyuan Temple in the capital.

Zhide was a little embarrassed by Fang Qingluo's smile, and also noticed his gaffe, glared at her, and said, "Why are you laughing, as a teacher, am I worried about you?"

"Master, don't worry, I resolved everything one by one, but today I was almost blocked by King Lu, and I managed to escape to you. Fortunately, King Law's people did not dare to chase into the temple." Fang Qingluo said again.

"Is there any law for the king, no, I want to enter the palace to face the saint!" Zhide yelled.

Feng Wuyou, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Uncle De, don't be impulsive, the emperor is helping Fang Qingluo, but the king of law has a special status, and if he doesn't handle it well, it will affect many things, so he can only wrong Mr. Fang Qingluo." Avoid the Law King."

Before Fang Qingluo could answer, Zhide rushed to say: "My apprentice is right, why should he be wronged, even if he can't cure the King of Law, he must be restrained."

Fang Qingluo suddenly felt that this master worshiped really well, and it was so considerate to protect his weaknesses at a critical moment!

"What you said is also reasonable, but don't act impulsively anymore, I will also help to say a few words." Feng Wuyou said in a low voice, but the tone behind it was a little sad, probably because he didn't like entering the palace.

"Xiaofeng, don't force yourself too much, don't get yourself into trouble." Zhide calmed down and reminded Feng Wuyou with a gloomy face.

Fang Qingluo was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Master, I can just avoid it, you don't have to fight with King Lu because of me, he is just a whim, and can he keep troubling me?"

Feng Wuyou said coldly: "That's because you don't understand him."

Fang Qingluo shook her head helplessly, she really didn't understand Lu Wang, and to see what Mr. Feng meant, this Lu Wang was still a difficult character.

"Then I have to take one step at a time. If I'm not afraid of wearing shoes with bare feet, how can I still be killed by him?" Fang Qingluo said carelessly.

(End of this chapter)