Bin'er pretended to be a servant and sent her to Fu Qingyi, a lady who returned to her hometown to visit her relatives in name, to change her clothes and a short knife that was as sharp as mud.
Close the door of the living room, and his originally ordinary face immediately became extremely cruel. Bin'er flashed and put the knife on Ning Wan's neck: You have three days left.
Ning Wan, wearing a gray monk's robe, had been disguised for a long time. This was a compulsory course during training in the prime minister's house. She put on a glued hair cover, made a few small changes on her face, and combined with her expression and movements, the stunning woman became an ordinary little novice monk.
She stretched out her index finger and slowly opened the sharp weapon: Isn’t it three days left?
Humph, I'm afraid that you will not be able to do anything.If you live in his Zen Temple, do you really have no chance to start?Bin'er's eyes were full of suspicion. The stinky monk's Zen temple was blessed by Vajra. Several times she tried to sneak in and steal some evidence, but they were all blocked on the outer wall.
He did save me back to his Zen temple that day, but he would rather hire a man to detoxify me than touch me. As he had no choice but to take the medicine by myself.Ning Wan looked extremely angry.
Be this true?Bin'er questioned, but a glance of the smelly monk flashed through her heart. Her face was as beautiful as jade, her face was warm and fragrant, and there was a faint flowing golden light shining all over her body. It did not look like she had violated the erotic precepts.
Ning Wan sat cross-legged and played with a delicate wooden fish. She missed Huaian in her heart and was crazy. Today was the day when he was facing the saint. The palace was dangerous and treacherous, but nothing could happen.
Humph, I'll ask you, are you sure of the remaining three days?
Be confident.Ning Wan looked back and smiled sweetly. Her simple monk's robe and plain eyebrows could not hide her charming charm.
We will soon fly far away, of course we are confident.
Bin'er was jealous. For a moment, she didn't know whether she was hoping that she would not be able to complete the task, and that she would be killed by her own sword, or she would hope that she could complete the prime minister's plan.
You can do it yourself.
In the evening, she was still sitting cross-legged in the last corner of the hall, staring at Huaian who was hanging down with her triangle eyes, her cross-sitting posture was upright and round, her thin lips opened slightly, and she led the monks to recite the evening class scriptures together.
Among the bald heads in the gray monk's robes, he was so dazzling, dazzling with his gentle and peaceful Buddha light.
After the evening class, Huaian announced in public that he was about to travel around the world and visit famous monks from all over the world, appointing Huairen as the abbot of Xianglan Temple, and Wukong as the abbot of the acting and all Buddhist karma.
All the monks put their palms together and said together: Amitabha Buddha.
After Ning Wan and the monks retreated, Huaian gave his junior brother and his disciples a series of meticulous instructions.
After hearing this, both of them changed their expressions, and Wukong even showed a frightened and panic expression. Huaian no longer explained, but his eyebrows were firm and he could not refute.
Ning Wan quietly sneaked back to Huaian's Zen Temple and circled anxiously. She knew very well that Huaian's Buddhist scriptures had not been translated, so he did not plan to go away from Tianzhu immediately. So what arrangements did he have?
Taking a deep breath, she told herself that it was useless to be anxious. She had learned to meditate as if she had learned to behave properly when she returned to her room.
When Huaian came back, Ning Wan looked up at him, with a sense of absolute trust and affection in her eyes.
Qingyi, I have asked the emperor for an order to go to Xiangshan, the royal fiefdom of the emperor to study Buddhism and translate scriptures, and I will set out tomorrow.He came over and held her hand, with a faint warmth.
Really?That's great!Ning Wan fantasized about the tranquility of being the only two of them staying together in Xiangshan, and was happy. It was not the best way to hide in the temple like now and face the pursuit of the death soldiers of the Prime Minister's House.
Huaian stared at her bright eyes and smiled so much that he was doting.
That's the case.Ning Wan suddenly pulled out her little hand, used up 100% of her internal force, and patted her Qihai hole. With a muffled sound, she fell to the ground with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth. Huaian was so scared that she hurriedly hugged her in her arms, looking worried.
Ning Wan shook her head: I'm fine. The internal skills and mental methods I practiced in the Prime Minister can sense each other. I have to use my martial arts skills, so they can't track me down.
So stupid.Huaian's lips moved, and after a while, he only made two-word comments.
Close the door of the living room, and his originally ordinary face immediately became extremely cruel. Bin'er flashed and put the knife on Ning Wan's neck: You have three days left.
Ning Wan, wearing a gray monk's robe, had been disguised for a long time. This was a compulsory course during training in the prime minister's house. She put on a glued hair cover, made a few small changes on her face, and combined with her expression and movements, the stunning woman became an ordinary little novice monk.
She stretched out her index finger and slowly opened the sharp weapon: Isn’t it three days left?
Humph, I'm afraid that you will not be able to do anything.If you live in his Zen Temple, do you really have no chance to start?Bin'er's eyes were full of suspicion. The stinky monk's Zen temple was blessed by Vajra. Several times she tried to sneak in and steal some evidence, but they were all blocked on the outer wall.
He did save me back to his Zen temple that day, but he would rather hire a man to detoxify me than touch me. As he had no choice but to take the medicine by myself.Ning Wan looked extremely angry.
Be this true?Bin'er questioned, but a glance of the smelly monk flashed through her heart. Her face was as beautiful as jade, her face was warm and fragrant, and there was a faint flowing golden light shining all over her body. It did not look like she had violated the erotic precepts.
Ning Wan sat cross-legged and played with a delicate wooden fish. She missed Huaian in her heart and was crazy. Today was the day when he was facing the saint. The palace was dangerous and treacherous, but nothing could happen.
Humph, I'll ask you, are you sure of the remaining three days?
Be confident.Ning Wan looked back and smiled sweetly. Her simple monk's robe and plain eyebrows could not hide her charming charm.
We will soon fly far away, of course we are confident.
Bin'er was jealous. For a moment, she didn't know whether she was hoping that she would not be able to complete the task, and that she would be killed by her own sword, or she would hope that she could complete the prime minister's plan.
You can do it yourself.
In the evening, she was still sitting cross-legged in the last corner of the hall, staring at Huaian who was hanging down with her triangle eyes, her cross-sitting posture was upright and round, her thin lips opened slightly, and she led the monks to recite the evening class scriptures together.
Among the bald heads in the gray monk's robes, he was so dazzling, dazzling with his gentle and peaceful Buddha light.
After the evening class, Huaian announced in public that he was about to travel around the world and visit famous monks from all over the world, appointing Huairen as the abbot of Xianglan Temple, and Wukong as the abbot of the acting and all Buddhist karma.
All the monks put their palms together and said together: Amitabha Buddha.
After Ning Wan and the monks retreated, Huaian gave his junior brother and his disciples a series of meticulous instructions.
After hearing this, both of them changed their expressions, and Wukong even showed a frightened and panic expression. Huaian no longer explained, but his eyebrows were firm and he could not refute.
Ning Wan quietly sneaked back to Huaian's Zen Temple and circled anxiously. She knew very well that Huaian's Buddhist scriptures had not been translated, so he did not plan to go away from Tianzhu immediately. So what arrangements did he have?
Taking a deep breath, she told herself that it was useless to be anxious. She had learned to meditate as if she had learned to behave properly when she returned to her room.
When Huaian came back, Ning Wan looked up at him, with a sense of absolute trust and affection in her eyes.
Qingyi, I have asked the emperor for an order to go to Xiangshan, the royal fiefdom of the emperor to study Buddhism and translate scriptures, and I will set out tomorrow.He came over and held her hand, with a faint warmth.
Really?That's great!Ning Wan fantasized about the tranquility of being the only two of them staying together in Xiangshan, and was happy. It was not the best way to hide in the temple like now and face the pursuit of the death soldiers of the Prime Minister's House.
Huaian stared at her bright eyes and smiled so much that he was doting.
That's the case.Ning Wan suddenly pulled out her little hand, used up 100% of her internal force, and patted her Qihai hole. With a muffled sound, she fell to the ground with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth. Huaian was so scared that she hurriedly hugged her in her arms, looking worried.
Ning Wan shook her head: I'm fine. The internal skills and mental methods I practiced in the Prime Minister can sense each other. I have to use my martial arts skills, so they can't track me down.
So stupid.Huaian's lips moved, and after a while, he only made two-word comments.
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