Chapter 27 Monk Props(1/2)
The state master Shang Li sat opposite the monk.
The thick black eyelashes trembled, and the deep black eyes looked down at the chessboard.
"The Imperial Master, Prime Minister Chang's wife and legitimate daughters came to the temple today."
Hear the words.
The Imperial Master's eyes were stunned.
"I heard that the Prime Minister is hiding a special treasure, but I don't know what it can do."
The monk said this slowly, his eyes flashing with a gentle smile.
The Imperial Master looked at the monk's pupils and frowned slightly.
"This time, you don't want me to get the Prime Minister's treasure for you?"
Speaking of which.
Imperial Master Shang Li's bright red lips sipped the tea gently, and the ends of his eyes were stained with a dark color.
The monk glanced at the stuffed snowball on the fine white wrist of the Imperial Master.
"She asked me to save you at a critical moment. As for the treasure, I mentioned it casually and had no intention of letting you take it."
In these years, he has never asked the Imperial Master to do anything.
The next moment.
The monk stood up.
"National Master, I called you here today mainly because I want to tell you that I will not appear in the temple again in the future. You don't have to come to me if you have any problems. Now you can protect yourself."
moment.
The Imperial Master stared at the monk's disappearing figure.
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a long time.
The monk's dark eyes were fixed on Shen Tang.
Shen Tang secretly arranged for someone to save the soul of the little palace maid.
Until the evil thoughts in the little palace maid's soul disappeared.
The little palace maid ran out of Shen Tang Chaizi, thanked her, and when she saw the open door to the ghost world, she immediately rushed inside.
Suddenly.
Yin Gui was slightly stunned when he found that a little bit of his ability had recovered.
Could it be that as long as he saves many evil ghosts, he can regain all his mana?
Qin Zisheng thought about this, and his dark eyes suddenly lit up.
Half a moment.
Temple backyard.
Shen Tang climbed up the tree.
The monk who played chess with the imperial master last time appears here.
"Shen Tang, I know where the magic weapon hidden by the Prime Minister may be."
Hear the words.
Shen Tang swayed his legs slightly and looked down at the monk on the ground.
The monk raised his head and looked at Shen Tang's little face.
[Warning, this system has detected soul fragments in this person, and the soul will be recovered soon]
The sound of the correction system rang in the ears of Shen Tang and the monk.
The monk chuckled: "I am a person made of props, not just fragments existing in my body."
The next moment.
The correction system takes away its own soul fragments.
The monk's body turned into a layer of light purple powder.
Shen Tang's gleaming eyes stared at the scene of the monk disappearing.
Qin Zisheng tilted his head slightly and said in a confused tone: "What is going on? A living person turns purple."
Shen Tang turned around and looked at Qin Zisheng.
Qin Zisheng drank the cold wine, his eyes overflowing with curiosity.
"He can't be a dummy, otherwise why would he turn purple?"
Shen Tang jumped off the tree, stepped on the ground, squatted down, and stared at the purple-colored powder on the ground.
The thin white hands poked the purple powder, and the beautiful eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
It was strange why she felt that this monk seemed to be left behind by her.
No, what does staying mean? She has only been in this world for a long time, so what are her random thoughts?
Think about these.
Shen Tang walked away.
The purple powder disappeared from the ground in an instant, as if it had never existed.
Qin Zisheng looked back and caught a glimpse of this scene. He turned his head slightly and looked at Shen Tang's back as he walked forward.
moment.
Qin Zisheng pretended to have seen nothing and floated towards little Shen Tang who was biting the plain steamed bun.
Shen Tang's cheeks were slightly bulging while chewing the plain steamed buns, and the hem of her beautiful spring purple-colored skirt moved slightly.
Qin Zisheng was like a little bird that kept chirping.
Shen Tang pinched the back of Qin Zisheng's hand.
Qin Zisheng looked at Shen Tang pitifully.
"Does it mean that besides bullying me with violence, you don't have a gentle way to bully me?"
Shen Tang kicked Qin Zisheng and said fiercely: "No, who told you to make a noise?"
Qin Zisheng frowned slightly and took a few steps back, feeling aggrieved as if he had been beaten violently by Shen Tang.
"After all, it's my talk that makes people annoying. I obviously only said a few words, so why in Tangtang's heart, I am a talkative being. Sure enough, in this world,"
I didn't have time to finish the next word.
Shen Tang raised his handkerchief and put it on Qin Zisheng's face.
"Stop talking like a fool."
Qin Zisheng smelled the light fragrance on the new veil and took off the veil from his face.
Purse your lips slightly.
Little Shen Tang didn't understand his humor at all.
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Mo Ye.
The doctor who came to the temple with Mrs. Chang was suddenly put in a sack.
Tie the sack tightly and knock out the doctor in the sack.
a long time.
The doctor woke up.
The face of the young man wearing the mask cannot be clearly seen.
Yin Gui coughed lightly and asked the doctor according to Shen Tang's instructions.
"When you returned to your hometown, you met Chang Ming's slave. Under the inducement of that slave, Miss Chang's third lady poisoned her body. On the pretext of adjusting her body, she added chronic poison to the tonic."
The doctor looked at the young man in panic, holding a lantern in front of him, unable to illuminate his shadow.
instantly.
The doctor was so frightened that his legs shook and he knelt on the ground.
"You are not a human, you are a ghost!"
Qin Yingui lowered his head slightly, saw that there was no shadow under his feet, and simply floated up.
The doctor's pupils narrowed and he stared at the ghost floating in the air.
Yin Gui originally wanted to say a few more words.
To be continued...