"You are doubtful ..." Si Moli thought about it, shook his head slightly: "I'm not sure, but I will make people notice this matter."

After returning to the palace, the two spoke, and Jiang Lin, who was thrown on the ground, woke up.

Seeing that he was tied up by the five flowers, Jiang Lin struggled violently, and he shouted in fear: "What do you want to do, let me put me!"

Shen Qingyun came over and looked at him at high, as if watching a fish that was dying on a chopping board.

Perhaps such a scene stimulated Jiang Lin, and his emotions suddenly collapsed: "Shen Qingyun, see me now, are you very happy and proud? You should be locked up. To death, that's your life, you bitch! "

Si Moli couldn't listen, and vomited two words coldly: "Palm."

The tall guards on the side caught Jiang Lin like catching chicken cubs. The other person opened the bow on the left and right, accompanied by his screams, and the strength was large. The blood exuded.

The guard hummed coldly and let go of his hand. Jiang Lin was fell to the ground again like a tattered.

If it weren't for him to ask him some questions, looking at his murderer's eyes, I was afraid that he couldn't wait to execute him.

Shen Qingyun did not show his anger. At this time, the more angry, the more angry, the more disappointing, but it was just like Jiang Lin's willingness.

She looked faint: "Don't pretend to know us anymore?"

Jiang Lin trembled, his face was dark, and his teeth were clenched, but he didn't say a word. Later, he closed his eyes and broke the jar.

The old housekeeper came up and glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Did the prisoner faint, but it didn't matter, this is not enough."

The people on the side nodded, and ran out of the pot of water and came back. The floating red pepper in the water was all chopped red peppers. Then, he poured the pot of chili water directly on the head of Jiang Lin.

Such a pot of cold water was poured down, and Jiang Lin was not controlled. He screamed, and the chili water picked into his throat, drilled into the small wounds on his mouth, stimulating him at all at once.

The old housekeeper nodded in appreciation, and then respected Shen Qingyun: "Miss Shen, you can continue to ask."

Jiang Lin looked at it angrily, and said without changing the old man's house: "Boil the soldering iron, and if the prisoner does not cooperate, the meat is softened."

Now, Jiang Lin really dare not cooperate again.

In the past, he also knew these tossing methods in Houfu's dungeon. Now that he has to use himself, just think about it, it is already painful to give birth.

Immediately, he changed his face and begged Shen Qingyun: "I want to talk to Shen Qingyun ... Miss Shen, you chat alone, can I not resist anymore."

Si Moli glanced at Shen Qingyun and sought her opinion.

Shen Qingyun thought for a while, and it was estimated that Jiang Lin might be about to talk about the previous life, so he nodded and agreed.

The old housekeeper was a little worried, but Si Moli did not oppose it, but just told her: "Don't be too close, there is something to call me loudly, I am waiting for you outside, and I will come in immediately when I hear something wrong."

"Okay." Shen Qingyun smiled slightly.

She likes this feeling very much. For her decision, Si Moli never refutes it directly, but trusted her regardless of the reason, and protects her silently.

Others in the room followed Si Moli out of the room. The last one took the door of the room. In the room, only Shen Qingyun and Jiang Lin were left in the room.

Shen Qingyun sat on the chair aside and drank tea slowly, and then said: "Now, who is the person who save you, is it really the dustless master in the Baima Temple?"

After pause, she made up a sentence: "Don't think they are going out, I will have no way to you. My patience is limited. This is the last opportunity. You don’t ask now, I don’t ask."

Jiang Lin weighed it in his heart, and he felt that Shen Qingyun was not deceiving him.

She did have changed, and she was completely different from her timid and daring. She was completely different.

So, Jiang Lin replied honestly: "Master Dushu saved me."

Shen Qingyun looked at Jiang Lin, seeing that he was not talking about false words, and then asked: "Why do he save you? Why should he bring you back?"

Jiang Lin smiled and shook his head: "How can I know? He saw that I had no money to treat the disease, took me to treat the disease, and bought me a bun. Monk. I just think about it, so I do n’t worry about eating at least, maybe I can still use this surname to be anonymous, completely avoiding the chase. "

Shen Qingyun was silent for a while.

No, the Master Wuchen Master obviously explained that he was retreating, how could he run to such a far place, and he rescued Jiang Lin back.

She does not believe that the two things are so much different from going out to travel and retreat, and the little monks will make mistakes.

Moreover, Baima Temple also needs to be evaluated for recruiting new monks. There is no wisdom root on Jiang Lin.

After thinking about it, she asked again: "The one who saved you, can you see his left hand, do you have six fingers?"

Jiang Lin heard a touch of confusion, and then barely shook his head: "What six fingers, I didn't see it."

Shen Qingyun only felt that there was some strangeness that could not be said. She couldn't figure out the topic for a while, so she opened the topic: "What do you want to talk to me alone?"

Jiang Lin worked hard to look up at Shen Qingyun.

A bean -green long skirt, the skirt is the embroidered begonia flower embroidered in the silver silk thread, the waist is exquisite, fair and smooth, and the slightly low eyebrows are delicate and condensed.

Although she has seen this countless times in this life, Ke Jianglin is still a little bit embarrassed.

Is this Shen Qingyun he missed? Why is she not like this in the past?

If this is the case in the past life, how could he abandon her.

I am annoyed, confused, regrets, resentment, sadness ... Many emotions are mixed together, making Jiang Lin laugh lowly. He asked: "Shen Qingyun, re -living one, have you ever thought about it, have you ever thought about? Want to be with me? "

"No." Shen Qingyun replied simply.

"Also, if so, this time will not fall to the current point." He struggled twice, panting and breathlessly: "I admit that I am not right in the past life, but now you have not retaliated back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you You don't want me to preach what you are reborn and tell you that you are a demon girl, then you let me go. "

Shen Qingyun couldn't help laughing at his innocence: "Let you go? If you can threaten me once, can you threaten me every time, then I am not better to kill you directly."

Jiang Lin's expression was yelling: "No, you can't kill me. If you kill me, my soul will return to the previous life."
Chapter completed!