Outside the window, the sun is warm and the shadows of trees are swaying. Spring is showing all of its charm without reservation.

However, such a scenery is far less than the affectionate and charming inside the house.

The woman was in disheveled clothes and lay on Hui Guang's body to breathe: "Master, I heard you be serious when I was preaching. I didn't expect that it was such a person."

Huiguang touched her messy hair and pursed her beautiful lines at the corner of her mouth, "If you come here a few more times, you will find more unexpected things."

The woman turned over and hugged his neck, with the corners of her eyes and eyebrows full of lazy charm, "What is it? I want you to tell me now."

"Really?" A glimmer flashed across his eyes. "Do you want to know now?"

The woman pouted her lips, "Shim and said, have you left all the good things to other women..."

Before he finished speaking, the clothes he had just put on were suddenly pulled off again. Hui Guang buried his head in her neck. His breathing was rapid and heavy, with a little trembling of his vocal cords. His eyelashes were thorning on her skin, itchy, "Your skin is so white, more dazzling than moonlight, without any flaws, as smooth as satin, do you know? I love this texture the most, delicate, sweet..."

The warm air squirted on her cheeks, and the woman was infatuated. She gently closed her eyelids and hugged Hui Guang's broad back with her arms tightly.

Hui Guang raised his head from her, supported the ground with one arm, and looked at this perfect body with his eyes reluctantly, not missing any part. He smiled, climbed up to the corner of his mouth greedily, touched the mat with his other hand, and looked inside inch by inch by five fingers...

"Master, hurry up..." A nice murmur came from the woman's lips.

"Don't be anxious," he blocked her lips, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes. "It's going to be fine soon, I'll let you taste the most supreme pleasure in the world."

As he closed his fingers, he finally held the thing in his palm. He was about to pull it out from under the mat, but there was a "tuk-tuk" sound from outside. The little novice monk's voice floated in through the crack of the door, "Abbot, someone is here again, please come over."

Huiguang pursed his lips and stuffed the things in his hand back under the mat. His voice suddenly faded a lot, "I know, I'll go right away."

He got up from the woman and put on the monk's robe and cassock one by one. Suddenly, a pair of soft arms hugged his waist from behind: "Master, everyone said that monks do not care about the world, where are you going?"

Hui Guang grabbed her hand that was painted with Danko and pecked her on the back of her hand, "You go back today. I will still wait for you in the library in five days. Don't worry, I will tell you all the things you want to know carefully."

After saying that, he walked out the door, and his slender figure seemed even more elegant and elegant in the sunlight, as if a speck of dust could not approach his side.

The woman leaned lazily on the mat. When she saw him walking away, she turned over and sat up neatly. She put on her clothes and walked between rows of bookshelf made of bamboo. She passed the book seal between her fingers, and there was a clear anxiety on her face, which was completely different from the woman who was captured by lust.

"Donor, I'll send you out. If someone sees you, it's not good."

The little novice monk stopped at the door and called her in a low voice.

The look on the woman's face suddenly eased, and she smiled at him, "I'm so anxious to drive me away, little monk, you like to pretend to be serious, just like your abbot."

When she was teased, the little shaman sweated on his head, and a faint smell in the room disturbed his already anxious heart.

He moved his body out of the door and stared at the courtyard gate, "Donor, put on your shoes and come out soon."

The woman sneered silently, but her eyes turned to the layers of scriptures again: Where is it? Why can't we find it everywhere?

"Donor." The little novice monk was urging again, so she had to quickly put on her embroidered shoes and walked out the door.

Hui Guang knocked on the door with gold nails three times. The door opened. The person inside saw that it was him. He quickly clasped his hands together and bowed, "Abbot, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me."

Before he could reach the inner courtyard, he heard the sound of a "slap" horse whip inside, mixed with a few silence and low moans. The servant who led the way was so scared that he trembled and stood trembling. Hui Guang pushed the door open and saw Wang Jixun barely, and the whip in his hand was flying up and down, whipping a young maid who was underage on the ground into a bloody man.

"Amitabha, why did you make the adults so unhappy? You have to vent your anger with a little maid."

Hearing Hui Guang's voice, Wang Jixun threw down the horse whip and walked towards him. His thick eyebrows tied a black knot on his forehead. "Master, I told you not to be ruthless at that time and killed Qin Yingbao. You didn't listen. Now, something happened."

"What happened? What could happen?"

"Then Cheng Muyou was very good at medical skills. Today I sent the spy in the city to report that he had recently given acupuncture and boiled medicine for Qin Yingbao, which had cured most of his madness."

A light flashed across Hui Guang's eyes, "Is there such a thing?"

Wang Jixun stomped his feet hard, "There are even more difficult things. People from the court recently found human bones next to the canal. It is said that there are more than 200 pieces in total. Now everyone is rumoring that these corpses belong to the Han family."

How could it be? How could the Han family's body be found? Hui Guang touched his chin and his mind was filled with thoughts for a moment, but he couldn't figure it out.

"I have sent someone to ambush next to the Qin Mansion. If I have the chance, I will let them take action. This time I must eradicate Qin Yingbao."

Hui Guang's face turned cold, "Did you send someone to Qin Mansion?"

Wang Jixun snorted, "Do you want me to sit and wait for death?"

Hui Guang shook his head and sneered, "Mr. Military Supervisor, don't you think this is strange? You just broke into someone from unknown origin a few days ago. Then, the body of the Han family was found. We put the more than 200 bodies into more than a dozen carefully made iron cages and then threw them into the heart of the river. But why did they float out of the bottom of the river at this critical moment? Also, I have seen Qin Yingbao with my own eyes. He is already crazy and has no memory. How could he be cured? Not to mention Cheng Muyou, even if Hua Tuo reborn, it is impossible."

"Master, what do you mean is...I...I'm trapped?" Wang Jixun stared at two blood-red eyes. He suddenly grabbed Hui Guang's sleeve, "What should I do now?"

Hui Guang bent down and picked up a leaf on the ground, gently blowing it into the air, "Please keep your mouth in hand and tie your arms."
Chapter completed!