The two figures on the mountain road walked very slowly until they were approaching noon when they arrived in front of the temple.

This temple is really small, with a small gate, and only one person can walk by, and two people can't walk in parallel. There is only one main hall in the temple, with two small wooden houses distributed on the side. One should be the residence of the monk in the original temple, and the other should be the kitchen.

At this time, four corpses were arranged neatly in the middle of the temple. Two might be two monks, one big and one small, one small, and the other two should be pilgrims at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Ning Buer's expression did not change at all. She had already expected everything that should have happened here.

"What is your masterpiece?" Ning Buer didn't look back. Hearing his steps approaching, he asked lightly.

"Yes, I will kill these two monks. You know, I actually don't like these Buddhist disciples the most." Monk Bukong explained, and had already walked to the front of the corpse: "You must ask again, why did I kill two other people? Hum, you're afraid you don't know that the culprits of the farce that night a few days ago were these two."

He actually squatted down and pointed at two of the corpses with a strange smile on his face: "Look, how peaceful these two people died, it proves that they know that they are ashamed of you, Fairy."

Ning Buer ignored Bukong anymore. She walked straight to the main hall in the temple, where a Maitreya Buddha was worshipped.

Everything in the temple was cleaned up, and the two monks should have just died shortly after they died, at most they died tragically at Bukong's men yesterday.

She looked up at the Maitreya and was stunned.

"Aren't you from the Taoist sect? Why have you been looking at the Dharma image of this Buddhist sect for so long?" Bukong had already stood up and walked behind Ning Buer again, squinted his eyes and smiled strangely.

"What you want me to see, I have seen it, I am going to go down the mountain." Ning Buer had already stepped out of the main hall and turned over and jumped onto the flying sword.

It seemed as if he had forgotten something, and he quickly turned his head and reminded Monk Bukong: "Please care more about your own affairs, don't always follow me."

"Chili Zhili!" Monk Bukong hurriedly agreed.

Seeing Ning Buer's back as he was leaving, Bukong turned around and returned to the main hall, folded his hands together: "This daughter, she has grown so big in the blink of an eye. I don't have any children. I am thinking of raising her as a child. You said that my child's wings are hard and I want to fly out by myself, do I still want to worry?"

Maitreya cannot speak, so Bukong will never get the answer.

Ning Bu Er took the sword and went straight into the clouds, she

I narrowed my eyes, it was blown by the wind, or maybe it was to see higher.

A few drops of tears were wiped against Ning Buer's cheeks and were blown up by the wind. They disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Everyone in the Tang Dynasty knew that the contemporary Taoist wizard was a woman named Ning Buer, but few people knew that she was just a little girl who had just passed the age of 18 and had just fallen in love.

A carriage that looked very luxurious slowly walked into Luoyang City. Without stopping on the road for a long time, it went directly into the dragon gate.

Under the dragon gate, a young figure came out. He nodded at the coachman. The coachman stopped the carriage. The boy quickly approached and got into the carriage.

When Liu Binke saw it, he nodded: "My master, he is no longer injustice and is coming down the mountain safely. I think he will arrive in Luoyang City soon."

"Okay, I'll send a spy to stare at it now." Zhou Ziheng nodded, and was already in a hurry to get out of the car again: "I'll tell Hongluan now so that she won't be worried."

"The little master is intent." Although Liu Binke said this, he frowned and had not stretched out for a long time when he saw Zhou Ziheng getting out of the carriage quickly.

At some point, two divine guards led a white horse and had already followed the carriage. Zhou Ziheng got out of the carriage, walked straight towards the two divine guards, took the reins from them, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, you two."

"Your Highness, Prince, are you polite." The two divine guards hurriedly and respectfully praised.

"There is something that two people need to worry about next." Zhou Ziheng had already turned over and said, "Send a few skilled brothers to stare at Dian Xiaojiu. Before he enters Luoyang City, all the news will be delivered to Linnei."

"I wish to serve Your Highness."

The forest is where Zhou Ziheng is going to this time, the place called Guanjian Tower deep in the small bamboo forest by the Luoshui River.

Guo Xiaojiu came down the mountain and did not go directly to Luoyang, but stopped in the town. He was in the blacksmith shop, looking at the old locust tree, and was stunned for a long time.

The old blacksmith's coffin had been moved outside the blacksmith shop by the people in the town. There was a drizzle in the morning, but the dark clouds dissipated.

People in the town occasionally passed by and saw Guo Xiaojiu standing in the blacksmith shop in a daze. No one came to chat with her.

The old blacksmith had no relatives, and the people in the town had already hired a mage. They just wanted to get the old blacksmith out as soon as possible, so that the remaining blacksmith shop could be made before making plans.

Even when Uncle Yue and his wife passed by, they just looked at Guo Xiaojiu and sighed, and left on their own.

Regarding the departure of Guo Xiaojiu and Ning Buer in the morning, Uncle Yue just thought that two passers-by came and stayed in the town for a few days. They also made two large ingots of silver. When the passers-by left, it had nothing to do with them.

Guo Xiaojiu was still staring at the old locust tree in a daze. He was naturally half the reason for staying here because of the old blacksmith, and most of the reason was because of Ning Buer.

Ning Buer said that she would come to pick Cui'er up, so he would wait here. As long as Ning Buer is still on the mountain, can he always wait until he is not?

The mage has arrived in the town, a mage invited from Luoyang City, and has two disciples.

Guo Xiaojiu occasionally saw it, but didn't think much about it.

He just reached out and knocked on the scabbard from time to time. Now no one paid attention to his long sound, and he was still a little uncomfortable.

"Ha! Hehe?" Guo Xiaojiu suddenly let out two cold sounds and closed his eyes slightly: "I'm waiting for you! I'll wait for you to pick her up, and I'll wait for you to see me."

The people in the town had already carried the coffin and the mage to the ritual meeting at the entrance of the town, and no one would pass by Guo Xiaojiu.

Of course, no one answered Guo Xiaojiu's words, and he continued to shrugged with disappointment.

The injuries in his body gradually made him lose his energy, and he could only wait for Ning Buer to arrive with one breath.

"Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu." Uncle Yue ran back, his wife was thrown far away by him, and both of them ran towards him, probably from the Dharma Assembly.

Guo Xiaojiuqiang looked at Uncle Yue who was panting and reached out to hold the hilt of the knife: "Uncle Yue."

"Save my daughter, save Cui'er." Uncle Yue's voice was a little hoarse, and he stood in front of him, his legs trembling a little.

"What's wrong with her?" Guo Xiaojiu asked with a frown.

"This disobedient child sneaked out and was caught by the mage. He said he wanted to take him to Luoyang City and burn him to death. None of the Taoist priests killed these days have any good things." Cui'er's mother had already followed and explained hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, Xiaojiu, you must save Cui'er." Uncle Yue just agreed from one side.

"Okay!" Guo Xiaojiu nodded, and his eyes looked at the Dharma Assembly in the distance. At this time, there was no longer as noisy as before.

He held the scabbard and began to walk slowly towards that place.

Uncle Yue and his wife followed him tightly, and their faces seemed extremely anxious, hoping that Guo Xiaojiu would be able to reach the Dharma Assembly with just one step now.
Chapter completed!