Qinglian Temple is not in Jiangdu City, but is located on a hillside by the river in the southeastern suburbs of the city. Although the area is not large, it is very quiet and elegant, with green trees and green bamboos.

Tonight is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, a bright moon hangs in the sky, and the moon is like the clear frost all over the ground. There are several clusters of arhat bamboo planted in the backyard of Qinglian Temple. The bamboo shadows sway under the moonlight, making it look particularly quiet. At this moment, a middle-aged girl was sitting cross-legged on a futon under the arhat bamboo, holding a string of beads in her hand, and lying with her eyes closed, as if she was chanting scriptures.

The moonlight was like water, and the nun wore a gray monk's hat. She had fair skin, soft facial contours, beautiful appearance and charm. It can be seen that she was definitely a beautiful woman who was fascinating when she was young.

At this moment, the moon suddenly became slightly darker, and a man in black wearing a golden mask leaped onto the courtyard wall silently, tilted his toes, landed on the ground, and walked to the nun without any dust.

The man in black did not disturb the nun chanting the scriptures, but just stood there and watched quietly until the nun finished chanting the scriptures.

The nun opened her eyes and saw the man in black. She didn't seem surprised at all. Her eyes were very beautiful, big and bright, clear and gentle like spring water, making people unable to help but be addicted to it.

"Tanlang is here." The nun said softly.

The man in black nodded, took off his cloak and tied it to the nun's body, and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "It's not spring yet, it's cold. Why did you come out of the yard at night? You caught a cold carefully."

A faintly unpredictable look of surprise flashed in the nun's eyes and said softly: "Tonight I feel a little upset and can't sleep, so I came out to chant the scriptures and calm down. But Tan Lang came here so late, but what's the important thing?"

The man in black shook his head and said, "I just suddenly want to meet Ruyu."

The middle-aged nun's name is Yuwen Ruyu, who is the third daughter of Emperor Wu of Northern Zhou. She also has two sisters named Yuwen Ruhua and Yuwen Ruyue.

Yuwen Ruyu smiled and said, "The moonlight tonight seems to be brighter than last night. Since Tan Lang is here, let's accompany me to enjoy the moon."

"Okay!" The man in black nodded and turned around and walked.

A strange color flashed in Yuwen Ruyu's eyes again, and she walked side by side with the man in black, asking, "Did Tan Lang forget what day it is?"

"What day... Isn't today the sixteenth day of the first lunar month?" The man in black's eyes flashed a little.

Yuwen Ruyu lowered his head and walked forward without saying a word. The man in black coughed lightly and asked, "Ruyu, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." The nun shook her head and continued to move forward.

The man in black looked at him, took out a jade pendant from his arms and yang, "Ruyu, what do you think this is?"

When Yuwen Zhao Ruyu saw this, his face changed drastically and he blurted out: "Where did you get this jade pendant?"

The man in black said lightly: "I'm just about to ask you, who is this jade pendant? Who is Yuwen Daoxin?"

The voice of the man in black had changed at this time, turning into a cold female voice as cold as green frost.

Yuwen Ruyu covered her mouth in surprise and said tremblingly: "Tanlang, you..."

The man in black took off the mask and showed a beautiful and beautiful face, which was exactly Yang Qingruo.

"Yuwen Ruyu, stop pretending. I know you have seen through me, and don't think that someone will come to save you. Now there are Feiyu Guards outside." Yang Qingruo said lightly.

The horror on Yuwen Ruyu's face slowly faded away and she said calmly: "This girl should be the Qing general manager of Feiyu Guard, right? She is such a beautiful woman. After the fall of the Great Sui Dynasty, she doesn't know who will fall into the hands of her."

Yang Qingruo said calmly: "You don't have to worry about this, you should worry about yourself."

Yuwen Ruyu smiled and said, "They are already going to experience, and there is nothing to worry about."

"You haven't experienced death yet, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Pinnie should have died long ago. It's enough to live for decades."

Yang Qingruo's expression slowly became awe-inspiring. It could be seen that Yuwen Ruyu was very calm. She was indeed not afraid of death. Such a person was the most difficult to deal with. She frowned and said with a black eyebrows like a distant mountain: "I'm very curious, how did you see through me?"

Yuwen Ruyu smiled and said, "Your body shape and posture are imitated very well, and your voice is flawless. It can be seen that the ventricular skills of General Qing are indeed very superb, but you can't imitate some places."

"What about?"

"For example, you don't know what day it is."

"Oh, is it the day when you and the owner of Jinghua Shuiyue Tower made a fame?"

Yuwen Ruyu's eyes turned cold and he said sternly: "It was my father's death day. Your grandfather Yang Jian was originally a minister of my father, but he took the country of my Yuwen family and killed all the male members of my Yuwen family. Everyone in your Yang family deserves to die. Every year on the 16th day of the first lunar month, the poor nun will recite scriptures and curse your Yang family. All of you will not die well."

Yang Qingruo couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. Yuwen Ruyu's eyes were originally big and beautiful, and they were as gentle as water, but at this moment they were full of viciousness, just like a poisonous snake, making people feel like a thorn on their backs.

"Is the curse useful?" Yang Qingruo frowned and said coldly.

Yuwen Ruyu smiled strangely: "Of course it's useful. Do you think the Sui Dynasty is about to perish? All the men in the Yang family will die. This is the cycle of heaven, and this is the cause and effect."

Yang Qingruo said coldly: "You are dreaming."

Yuwen Ruyu smiled and said, "No hurry, you are still young. You will see with your own eyes how the Sui Dynasty perished, and how all the descendants of the Yang family were killed. Just like me back then, you look so beautiful, this is not a good thing. Maybe you will become a hero who is scrambling and trampling. Life is worse than death."

Yang Qingruo's eyes flashed and said indifferently: "You want to anger me so that I can kill you with one sword. I'm too naive. Tell me, who is Tanlang you mentioned, and who is Yuwen Daoxin? Could it be that you missed the net fish of your Yuwen family?"

Yuwen Ruyu retorted: "Do you think I will tell you? It's too naive."

Yang Qingruo frowned and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, so let your Tan Lang come to the door automatically." After saying that, he pointed to the sword and slashed it on the side of Yuwen Ruyu's neck, and the latter fainted when he responded.

When Yuwen Ruyu woke up, she found that she was tied to a chair. The furnishings around her were very familiar. It was her own room. She was already in a mess at this moment. She had obviously been searched. She couldn't help but say angrily: "Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you won't find anything useful!"

Yang Qingruo nodded and said, "You are right. We did not find anything valuable, but it doesn't matter. Your Tanlang will come to you for a tryst on the 16th night of the month, and I guess it will be no exception tonight!"

Yuwen Ruyu said angrily: "Did you arrange eyeliners to monitor me in Qinglian Temple?"

Yang Qingruo said lightly: "Don't forget which industry we Feiyu Guard do. However, you are very cautious when you have a good relationship with you. The eyeliner of this manager has been monitoring him for more than a year, but he has not been able to find out the identity of the person, so he has to make such a bad decision."

The anger on Yuwen Ruyu's face suddenly faded away and she said with a smile: "Do you really want him to come?"

Yang Qingruo said calmly: "In order to get him out, this supervisor has spent five or six years."

Yuwen Ruyu smiled and said, "You arrested the poster for the safety of Yang Guang, a foolish monarch. Now that Feiyu Guard has given up Yang Guang and thrown out, wouldn't it be a waste of the foundation?"

Yang Qingruo was slightly shocked, and a hint of anxiety suddenly arose in his heart, blurting out: "What do you mean?"

Yuwen Ruyu smiled strangely, Yang Qingruo felt a little chill in his heart, and turned around and walked out of the room quickly.

At this moment, the entire Qinglian Temple was emptied, and Feiyu Guard and Shadow's men guarded every corner. To put it more exaggeratedly, even a fly could not break in.

"What happened?" Yang Qingruo just walked out of Yuwen Ruyu's room, and a figure fell from the roof like a ghost, asking in an emotionally unsightly voice.

This man was wearing a bronze mask, which was Shadow. In order to catch the poster, Shadow also went out this time.

Yang Qingruo said a little uneasy: "We have all left the city, will anyone take the opportunity to be detrimental to the emperor?"

Shadow frowned and said, "I heard all the words of that woman. She is very smart. She probably said this on purpose, trying to disrupt our arrangement."

Yang Qingruo shook his head and said, "It's better to believe that there is than to believe that there is nothing. You might as well hurry back to the palace."

Shadow hesitated: "The main building is here, you may not be able to deal with it alone."

Yang Qingruo said confidently: "Don't worry, I've made complete preparations this time, and the emperor is the top priority. In contrast, the poster is second, go quickly!"

Shadow nodded after hearing this, and said, "Since that's the case, be careful yourself."

The shadow was about to jump onto the wall and leave, but a figure jumped in first, staggering, covered in blood, and it was Dai Chunren, the deacon of Feiyu Guard.

Xiao Jian hurriedly came forward to support Dai Chunren, and asked in surprise: "What happened?"

Dai Chunren said anxiously: "Master Qing, big things are not good. Yu Wenji, Sima Dekan, Yuan Li and Pei Qiantong rebelled, led their troops into the palace and killed General Dugu Sheng of the Youtun Guard. They are now attacking Xige. The subordinates are breaking out of the city to notify the Master Qing and quickly rescue them...wow!"

Dai Chunren said, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Yang Qingruo and the Shadow were shocked. Yuwen Ruyu in the room obviously heard it and laughed: "Retribution is coming, retribution is coming, Yang Guang cannot die well, and no one in the Yang family can die well, kill all the Yang family."

Yang Qingruo felt that he had fallen into the ice cellar, and his heart was heart-to-heart. However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred. Dai Chunren, who had been vomiting blood wildly, suddenly attacked and hit Xiao Jian's chest with a palm.

With a clack, Xiao Jian's chest collapsed directly, and then he flew out and smashed it hard on a rockery in the yard, crashing the rockery. After landing, he vomited blood and internal organs. It seemed that the internal organs were shattered, and the immortal Daluo could not save it.

Yang Qingruo's face changed drastically, and a cold light flashed in his hand, stabbed forward and retreated quickly, shouting: "Be careful, everyone!"

Shadow's reaction was also very fast, but unfortunately it was a little late. Dai Chunren's speed was too fast. He had already printed a palm on Shadow's chest. However, Shadow was not a fuel-efficient lamp. In the face of crisis, Dai Chunren also kicked him.

Bang bang...

The two flew backwards at the same time. After the shadow staggered to the ground, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood. Although Dai Chunren also staggered, he did not vomit blood. Only a wisp of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. With this comparison, the difference has been determined.

"Owner!" Yang Qingruo blurted out.

At this time, Dai Chunren had already stood up straight, and his aura was relaxed, and his temperament changed drastically. Although his face was still Dai Chunren's face, it seemed like he had changed someone else.

Yang Qingruo was shocked and angry, and it was obvious that the real Dai Chunren was dead. The Dai Chunren in front of her was actually pretended to be the owner of the post, just as she wore a human skin mask and dressed up as the postman Hanyue.

Shadow coughed out a mouthful of blood and shouted sternly: "Who are you?"

The poster said lightly: "You are afraid you won't have a chance to know."

At this time, the Feiyu Guard had already surrounded the surroundings, surrounding the owner of the post, not airtight, but the latter was not afraid, and looked calm and calm, pointing to the northwest: "Look, it's on fire!"
Chapter completed!