Since Cui Shiniang had nothing to do with the poisoning of Tang Zhou, Wang Li finally let go of his heart, drank a glass of it, and looked at Cui Shiniang with a smile: "Miss Cui, can you say it now?"

"What did you say?" Cui Shiniang glanced at Wang Li with a smile.

Wang Li was stunned when he heard this and almost sprayed out the wine in his mouth: "Of course, it was because of the middle-aged man Zhihongfengduqing who was in a daze and absconded with Tang Zhou. We have just formed an alliance. Miss Cui wouldn't want to turn against others immediately, right?"

To be honest, the young and middle-aged man at Hongfeng Du had already returned to normal, and Tang Zhou was broken by someone, and he also asked him for a thumbs up just now. But Wang Li was still thinking about it and was worried. These thorns had been pierced for so many years, how could they be comfortable if they didn’t figure it out!

Cui Shiniang poured a glass of wine and handed it to Wang Li: "General Wang, do you still remember my Cui Shiniang's nickname?"

"One blowing hurts people's hearts, two blowing blows breaks people's hearts, and then blowing kills people's lives, blowing blowing?"

"That's right!" Cui Shiniang raised her head and smiled, "In fact, whether it is the sound of my Cui Shiniang's flute, the medicine given by Red Maple Ferry Tang Zhou, or the pot of wine in Luoyang Tianzhuo back then, they all have the same effect, and the methods we use are all the same source!"

kindness?

The sound of flute, medicine and wine come from the same source? How can this unrelated thing come from the same source?

Wang Li was puzzled and his eyebrows gradually condensed into the character "Sichuan".

Cui Shiniang sighed slowly as if she was a joke: "I have heard that the Wang family in Bingzhou has a long history. General Wang is also knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and has a wide range of knowledge. Even my Buddhist and Taoist scriptures are a little bit familiar with. But I guess General Wang doesn't know that there is a magical power in my Buddhism that can control people's minds in a short period of time, right?"

"The supernatural powers that control people's minds? What supernatural powers?" Wang Li's heart moved. Could it be the unique martial arts skills in Shaolin Temple in later generations, right?

For example, the Yi Jin Jing, the Nine Yang True Sutra, the Nine Yin True Sutra and the Nine Yin True Sutra and the Seventy-Two Special Skills in Jin Yong’s Great Daughter!

"He knows his heart!"

Cui Shiniang shook the wine glass in her hand, took a sip, and licked the cherry red lips: "My six great supernatural powers of Buddhism: divine realm power, heavenly eye power, heavenly ear power, his heart power, fate power, and the enlightenment of all leakage.

And his mind is one of them. Cui is Vaisar, the king of the Eight Tribes of Heaven and Dragon. "Daji" means to always hear Buddhism and be proficient in Buddhism. This divine ear and his mind are the Buddhist treasures studied by Vaisar for generations. At the peak of his mind, he can know what he thinks, transform what he thinks, and make people unable to help him.

Unfortunately, Cui was not capable enough, and he only learned these treasure books in a superficial way, and he could only use the sound of the flute as a guide to temporarily control or interfere with the other party's mind. Tang Zhou, however, learned a few secretly from me, and his skills were even worse than mine, so he needed physical objects as a medium."

"For example, drugs, like wine?"

Cui Shiniang nodded, but Wang Li was secretly shocked. This thing was comparable to those hypnotic masters in later generations, and was even comparable to Dom Cobb played by Little Li Zi in Inception.

It’s no wonder why Feng, Xu and Feng always believed that Tang Zhou could make them become men and women again in the beauty field? It must be because of his spiritual hypnosis!

However, if his heart is really so powerful, why did Cui Shiniang always fail to assassinate Wang Duan several times? It seems that when the opponent's mental will is strong enough or he is on guard, I'm afraid that Cui Shiniang's heart will have to do useless work!

Wang Li let out a sigh, drove out the luo in his heart, and then asked, "What about Zhi'er? Where is she now? Are you here because of the Buddha bathing class?"

"My junior sister is now

She is not with me. She is the only bloodline of Master. She has no choice but to avenge his revenge and prove the truth. Now she is secretly studying Buddhism and martial arts. However, general, please rest assured that she is my junior sister. Even if Cui is fighting for her own life, she will definitely protect her!”

Cui Shiniang drank all the wine in her hand, got up and walked to the door, gently pushed open the door, and whispered: "In addition, Cui came here not because of the Buddha bathing meeting, but for two people!"

"Who?"

"Wang Duan and Yasha!"

...

When Wang Li and Gan Ning returned to the inn, Jia Xu, Xu Shu, Zhao Yun and his wife had all returned to the inn one after another.

Seeing that everyone had already returned, Wang Li told everyone everything that happened. Only when Jia Xu looked at him, Xu Shu shook his head, Zhao Yun became angry, but Ma Yunlu looked yearning.

Zhao Yun touched Ma Yunlu and said, "Lord, since we have clearly known Zhi'er's whereabouts, and Zhi'er's safety doesn't have to worry too much. Should we take a night off today and set off for Moling tomorrow, and then go to Jingzhou to return to Luoyang?"

"Yes, General Zilong is very particular. The lord is the backbone of our army. This trip was a bit straightforward. Now that I have received the news from Miss Zhi'er, it is the opportunity for us to set off!" Jia Xu also nodded and praised.

Wang Li shook his head: "Don't worry, don't worry!"

"Why is this?" Zhao Yun walked quickly to Wang Li, and his lord stopped calling and advised, "Brother, this place is the Xuzhou area under Tao Qian. We don't know whether Tao Qian is an enemy or a friend, let alone Tao Qian is facing a strong enemy now. Once a big battle occurs, we will be deeply encircled by the chaotic army!"

Jia Xu wanted to advise again, but Xu Shu said, "Is the lord who is the Grand Historian of Donglai?"

"This is one of them!"

Seeing that Wang Li was not right, Jia Xu immediately reacted: "The second is for the sake of Wang Duan and Yasha? Is the lord planning to help Miss Cui and solve the worries forever for Miss Zhi'er?"

Wang Li nodded and turned to everyone and said sincerely: "I know everyone is worried about my safety, and I also know that my willful and arbitrary actions have caused a lot of trouble to everyone. But this time, Wang can only let everyone down again.

Zhi'er's life is Piaoping, and the only real relative is Miss Cui. Zilong already knows that Miss Cui is definitely not his opponent. Since Miss Cui comes for Wang Duan and the so-called Yasha during this trip, how can I watch Zhi'er's relatives die at the hands of others?

What's more, in the letter, I made an appointment with Taishi Ci to Xia Pi. I believe that if Taishi Ci received my handwritten letter, regardless of whether he was willing to work with me or not, he would definitely arrive at Xia Pi within these ten days."

"The lord is so sure of this person?"

"Of course, Taishi Ziyi, the most righteous man in the world!"

...

On the fifth day, it was only one night before the Buddha Bathing Festival.

Xia Pi City has sunk into sleep. Except for the faint sound of whispering from the street market and the sound of Buddha and monks chanting, everything is silent.

With a "squeak", the window on the attic on the second floor of the Shilifang Yinhook Gambling House suddenly opened. A graceful figure looked out, then grabbed the windowsill with both hands, twisted his waist and turned over and rushed to the roof of the Gambling House.

It was Cui Shiniang.

Cui Shiniang came up to the eaves, looked for directions, and her eyes were fixed on the "Nine Mirror Tower" Futu Temple in the south of the city, and then her feet were stretched over the corrugated walls and markets like monkeys.

It was already the eighth day of the fourth month. Under a crescent moon, the moonlight in Xia Pi City was like water, and Cui Shiniang was wearing black clothes, like a night sky

The black phoenix dancing inside. In the darkness, Wang Li and Zhao Yun looked at each other and flashed, and they had quietly followed Cui Shiniang.

The spring breeze is chilly, and the noodles are cut in cold weather.

The sound of the call gradually faded away, but the ethereal and ethereal Sanskrit sound was getting closer and closer. The three of them walked for about a quarter of an hour before reaching the top of the Jiujing Tower.

The nine-story octagonal tower has nine floors, each floor has flying eaves, and each side is also inlaid with a copper realm, with eight sides facing each other, and a bronze mirror facing the sky is placed on the top of the tower. Under the moonlight, the bronze mirror emits a faint glow.

Cui Shiniang climbed the heavy tower, and the two hurriedly dodged to the side and hurriedly hurriedly to the big tree beside them. Sure enough, Cui Shiniang quickly glanced back, then grabbed the eaves and jumped down, and rushed towards a room in the Jiujing Tower.

Wang Li and Zhao Yun have worked together for several years, and have experienced many vicissitudes of life together. They have long been like the brothers and feet, Minggu Ying. The two have already made a decision in their hearts. They kicked slightly on the tree canopy and jumped to where Cui Shiniang had just settled, and then jumped down from the eaves at the same time.

However, when the two of them jumped off the eaves, they found that the rockery in the temple was full of rockery and towering trees. Cui Shiniang's figure had long disappeared. It was not just hidden behind the rockery or in the big trees, or in the water-like night.

The two of them felt a little stern, but they saw a lonely lamp suddenly lit up in the courtyard ahead, and in this night it seemed like a lighthouse illuminating the night. Through the window paper, two figures walking back and forth in front of the window reflected into the eyelids of the two.

Among them, one person was only six feet long, while the other was more than seven feet tall, which was one head taller than that person.

Obviously, neither of these two people are Cui Shiniang!

Wang Li and Zhao Yun looked at each other. It seemed that Cui Shiniang had the same purpose as them. They were both stalkers and the mantis or the oriole behind the cicada.

The two were still looking around, and the tall man's voice had already come out from the house: "Prince Xu, are you ready for tomorrow's Buddhist bathing meeting?"

Hearing this voice, Wang Li was shocked: Although the tall man's appearance was not clear under the light, and although his figure was also blocked by the gate, he was very familiar with this person. He had already had a fight with this person several times.

The first time he met in Yecheng's Dharma Hall, Hongfeng Dui fled, the capital Fengfu and Tang Ji confronted him twice, and he personally chopped one of his thumbs a few days ago. Tang Zhou, this person was Tang Zhou, or Luo under the command of Visar Sarah Cui Shiniang!

But is the prefect of Luo's mouth the prefect of Xia Pi City the prefect of Zhu Rong? And is Cui Shiniang involved again?

Wang Li's heart was filled with twists and turns in his mind in an instant, but he heard the prefect of Zuo reply: "I would like to ask Lord Luo to reply to the Heavenly King that since Zuo Rong and converted to Buddhism, he would definitely uphold her will and arrange it according to her wishes.

Tomorrow's Buddha Bathing Festival has prepared multiple links such as welcoming Buddha statues, resting in the bathing, congratulations and dedication to the Buddha, and dedication to the Buddha's dedication to the Buddha's Festival to ensure that tomorrow's Buddha Bathing Festival will be successful, and my teaching will shine brightly in Xia Pi City."

"Well, you have done a good job. I believe that tomorrow's Buddha Bathing Festival will surely be rewarded." Luo nodded and continued, "However, what have you dealt with the other thing I have told you?"

"Master Luo, does the king really need so much money?" The prefect hesitated for a moment.

Luo Que snorted coldly: "Zhu Rong, since you are the Yasha of the Heavenly King, don't you know that the Heavenly King is the third day of the "Twenty Heavens"? Don't you know that the Heavenly King symbolizes virtue and hear the world, and wealth is caused by sentient beings?"

Soothing?

Yasha?

Wang Li's heart trembled again, and he suddenly felt like lightning strike: This man is indeed Zurong! The most despicable and treacherous Zurong in history was actually Yasha under the command of Cui Shiniang, the king of Visar Monk!
Chapter completed!