It was not until this time that Li Binggan understood why Li Kui had to bring the living Wei Ming Deyuan.

Because only by carrying Wei Ming Deyuan who was unconscious on his back would no one notice their existence.

In the past, every time I came, the guards would have to check it out for a while. But at this time, because of a word that Yelijian didn't know the truth and falsehood, he immediately relaxed his vigilance and didn't even stop him, so he let them run into Huguo Temple.

Wei Mingdeyuan never thought that his role was nothing more than a prop used by Li Kui to sneak into Huguo Temple.

Of course, as a disciple of the national master, Yelijian could also bring Li Kui and others to Huguo Temple. However, the national master Wei Ming Deyuan is not only one disciple, and Yelijian's role is only to take them into Huguo Temple, which is not enough to bring Li Kui and others into the core area of ​​Huguo Temple, the ability of the national master to secretly cultivate the place. His authority is at most to take Li Kui and others to the Mainland Palace to snatch incense sticks. As for other areas, they are not accessible to outsiders.

After all, Huguo Temple is a royal temple, and the national master is the leader of the Merit Department. The confidential documents coming and going to Huguo Temple are too important to Xixia, and outsiders are not allowed to enter at will. Moreover, Huguo Temple is not open to the public. Civilians want to burn incense and worship Buddha, but they cannot enter Huguo Temple.

He wanted to take Li Kui and a few more into the Sutra Library in the core of Huguo Temple, preside over the meditation room, and practice the place where he could practice it. Even if Ye Li Ji'an had this idea, he would not be able to do it.

But Wei Ming Deyuan, who exerted more energy but had less energy, did it.

Lu Da carried Wei Ming Deyuan on his back and walked unobstructedly and entered the national teacher's Zen room.

After finally waiting for the doctor to come, Wei Mingdeyuan saw that he was only left with one breath. As long as he removed this breath, he would be ascended to heaven. Seeing this, the doctor took a breath of air conditioning and kept shaking his head: "It is hard to save the gods, and it is hard to save the gods!"

"Can the national master wake up? I have something to ask!"

It is not the turn of Yeli Ji'an to speak in Huguo Temple. Although the person who spoke is not as good as Wei Ming Deyuan, he is a very high-ranking junior brother of Wei Ming Deyuan, Master Zhiyong. In Huguo Temple, he is the first-ranked monk under the national master and manages the Sutra Library.

The doctor did not dare to take over the big things and said, "The villain dared not guarantee it, try... to give it a try!"

"It's not that you should try your best, you must wake up the national teacher."

The doctor was so scared that he was trembling and sweating on his forehead. If he couldn't save the national master, wouldn't he be punished? At this critical moment, even Yelianji was panicked. If the national master woke up and identified him as a traitor, then Li Binggan, Li Kui, and Lu Da would all be done. He stood beside the bed of the national master's meditation room and did not dare to move a single step.

The doctor was still hesitating and worriedly: "Master, it may be possible to wake up the national master, but after waking up, it is very likely that he will not be able to save him. Even so, do I need to apply an injection?"

"Save, you must wake up the national tutor!"

"Uncle Master, what if the master wakes up and has an accident?"

If you are most unwilling to say that the national teacher Wei Ming Deyuan wakes up is nothing more than Yeli Ji'an. Li Bing has done a few things. If this guy wakes up, they may be dead.

But when Yelijian faced his uncle, he had no deterrence at all. So what about the Yeli tribe? He was not the leader of the Yeli tribe, so he didn't take it seriously at all. The old monk said in a deep voice: "I will take it with all my strength."

No matter what Yelijian or doctor, there is nothing to say.

Not to mention Li Binggan, Li Kui, and Lu Da, they didn't even have the power to speak in Huguo Temple. Li Binggan hung his head, but straightened his back, obviously he was extremely nervous, and couldn't help but whisper to Li Kui: "It's really okay?"

"It's certainly no problem, you have to believe in my methods."

Li Kui's previous suggestion was to make the national master Wei Mingdeyuan breathe a sigh of relief, and then rushed into Huguo Temple with the national master on his back to look for the national master's military talisman.

Moreover, Li Kui firmly believed that it was a fool to start with Wei Mingdeyuan to survive. His methods were already very proficient and he had never failed. He also used all the means to deal with Wei Mingdeyuan, crushing Wei Mingdeyuan's throat, and then shaking off his tendons. From the moment he entered the protection of the country, Wei Mingdeyuan was a living dead person.

The life of the former Xixia national master can only be calculated in a moment, not even the time.

But the doctor suddenly took out the silver needle and surprised him and asked Li Binggan: "Do you also use acupuncture?"

"Yes, people in Xiazhou, Yinzhou and other places have the habit of using acupuncture. Later, it was spread all over Xixia. In addition to pastoral areas, doctors who use acupuncture can be seen in most places. What? Is there a problem?"

Li Binggan looked up at Li Kui. They were in the corner, and there was no one around them. If they were talking in a low voice, no one would hear it.

Suddenly, Li Kui's eyes widened and he was shocked: "It's a hell!"

Li Binggan was still puzzled. When his eyes fell on Wei Ming Deyuan, he realized that Li Kui patted his chest and said that he was sure to be dead and was kicking his legs.

Punching your legs is a sign of dying.

Extend your hand and kick your legs, your life is over!

Li Kui secretly comforted himself, and then explained to Li Binggan Kuan: "It's okay, it's just an accident."

"Extend your hand!"

Li Binggan pointed at Wei Mingdeyuan on the bed in horror. Sure enough, Wei Mingdeyuan's hand also trembled. As the thickest silver needle penetrated Wei Mingdeyuan's head from behind his ears, suddenly, Wei Mingdeyuan, who was like a dead person, suddenly opened his eyes. This scene made Li Kui change his color and his heart was frightened. Did he miss it?

Luda's hand was even touched by the weapon, ready to rush out the next moment.

Huguo Temple is in Heishui City. If Li Kui and Lu Da were surrounded by Huguo Temple, they would find it difficult to fly out. After all, it is too easy to trap Li Kui and others in Heishui City. This is also the reason why Li Binggan has thousands of elite troops but dare not attack Huguo Temple.

If you want to besiege Huguo Temple, you must first attack Heishui City.

But how could the Black Water Army, a 50,000 army, be provoked at will? Unless it takes several times the force, it will not be able to break through the city at all.

Li Binggan felt this hatred in his heart!

He believed Li Kui's nonsense. Now, if Wei Mingdeyuan wakes up, he will have to peel and get cramps?

He wanted to rush to the edge of the national master's bed, but Yelijian took the lead. The latter kept shaking his body in his arms. In front of everyone, Yelijian certainly could not kill him, otherwise everyone would know that he did not want the national master to wake up. He was looking forward to the fact that he could shake Wei Mingdeyuan out of the national master, perhaps it was not a solution.

I don’t know if it was scared or scared, Yelijian burst into tears and kept shouting, “Master, Master!”

Of course, he still didn't say a word in his heart: "You should die quickly!"

Suddenly, he found that his wrists were tightened and Wei Mingdeyuan grabbed them, and it was difficult to break free. Now, the hairs on his back stood up. This was the rhythm of being finished!

Snooze... Snooze...

Wei Ming Deyuan made some irregular sounds in his throat. Zhilin, the second-person figure of Huguo Temple, was Yelijian's uncle, pressed Yelijian's back to the edge of the bed. At this moment, he really thought he was going to be finished and he was about to die. He scolded Li Kui in his heart, and agreed that he would never wake up, and he could not speak. Not only did he wake up, but he also grabbed his wrist and wanted to seek revenge on him. Is it fake?

But Zhiyong did not take Yelijian's anxiety and panic in his heart, nor did he feel suspicious. Instead, he bent himself to Wei Mingdeyuan, pressed his ears against Wei Mingdeyuan's lips, and carefully identified himself to listen to his senior brother's voice.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried to identify it, he could not hear Wei Ming Deyuan's voice.

As for his eyes, he was completely blind at this time and his mind was in chaos. Even if he tried hard to identify the murderer who murdered him, it would be difficult for his disciple Yeli Ji'an to identify him. But at this moment, Wei Mingdeyuan's heart was as bright as a mirror, but he could not speak.

After a stalemate for a while, Yelijian was surprised to find that the power coming from his master's hands was getting smaller and smaller, and his wrists could even easily break free.

Zhiyong never thought that Yelijian would go to murder the national tutor. After all, in recent years, Yelijian was the most trusted disciple of the national tutor and was often accompanied by his side.

He thought he was smart and thought that his senior brother wanted to explain his funeral.

The position of hosting the Huguo Temple is the most important funeral. He is still trying to identify it, but unfortunately he hears all the noises scattered in his throat, and there is no useful note. But it doesn't stop him from thinking. The senior brother pulled Yelijian's wrist and obviously trusted him. He should have intentionally handed over the hosting the Huguo Temple to Yelijian for management.

He never thought that among the murderers who murdered his senior brother Wei Ming Deyuan, Yeli Ji'an. If this is the case, why would he send his senior brother back to Huguo Temple?

After deeply feeling the good intentions of his senior brother, Zhiyong said to Wei Ming Deyuan with compassion: "Senior brother, don't worry, I watched Yelijian grow up. Although I don't have enough qualifications to serve as the host of Huguo Temple, please rest assured that Huguo Temple will be handed over to him. As long as I am here, no one dares to tell him."

Wei Mingdeyuan held his breath in his chest, but he didn't dare to spit it out. His eyes were dark before, and he couldn't see clearly what was happening around him.

But he was unwilling to give up!

Yelijian is just a beast, and he is still the one who is worthy of Yelijian.

But the more anxious he was, the more he lost control his body. Soon, a breath from his chest slowly flowed out from the tip of his nose. Until this time, he realized that he was powerless to turn the world back. Tears of regret fell in the corner of his eyes. However, Zhiyong shouted: "Senior brother, senior brother, wake up quickly!"

"Master Zhiyong, the national teacher has gone!"

"Impossible, he wanted to talk just now!"

The doctor helplessly pulled out the silver needles from the national teacher's body one by one. At this time, the national teacher Wei Ming Deyuan was like a piece of wood, without any movement or rest.

Zhiyong then had to believe in Wei Ming Deyuan's departure.

If the death of the national teacher was in normal times, it would definitely shock the entire Xixia court. However, the war between Xixia and the Song Dynasty is about to break out, and the funeral is about to be initiated, but it is probably difficult to prepare for a grand burial.

Zhiyong sighed and said sadly to Nori Ji'an: "Jian, your master will hand over Huguo Temple to you. You must remember that you are the master's will. But before that, you must avenge your master first. You said, who ambushed your master before you have suffered this bad luck?"

"Disciple doesn't dare to say it!"

"You all go out." Zhiyong was sure that what Yelijian said must be a shocking mystery, so he simply let everyone else leave the Zen room, leaving Yelijian without any worries.

Yelijian then spoke, "I don't know either. They are all people in black clothes and black armor. But there is one person I remember, Xianglimo, who had been with me before. Later, after I became a monk, I stopped contacting each other."

"Zonglimoo? Is he a member of the Changli tribe?" Zhiyong pondered, obviously he knew this person.

Zhiyong's face suddenly darkened. He was silent for a while before he spoke: "Now I'm going to arrange the funeral for your master first, and plan other things after I understand it now."

After saying that, Zhiyong left the Zen room with a dark face.

In less than half an hour, Yelijian's mood seemed to fall from the sky, and he almost felt like he was going to die.

Fortunately, Master Zhiyong "helps" and thought that the national master wanted to pass the throne to him, so he avoided a disaster from heaven. After Wei Ming Deyuan died, Monk Zhiyong began to preside over the affairs of all sizes and big things in the temple. The first thing he was to announce that before the national master died, he entrusted the Huguo Temple to Yeliji'an.

Then prepare for the wake and rituals, and prepare for cremation.

As Yeli Ji'an became the temporary host of Huguo Temple in a confused manner, Li Kui and Li Bingqian were finally able to find military talismans in the most private place of Wei Ming Deyuan, the former national teacher of Huguo Temple.

"What does it look like!"

"The beast, tiger, or Fei Lian, should be like this. I don't dare to go to the Privy Council. The highest military talisman must be made of gold, but I don't know what it looks like."

Li Bingqian said aggrievedly: "But the military talisman should be silver. It can mobilize the military talisman of 50,000 troops, and it is basically silver in Xixia."

“Not here.”

"The cabinets are all opened, and there isn't."

"Senior brother, I'll come here to wipe the host's body."

"I'm sorry, a few junior brothers."

"I dare not, don't dare! Let go, I'll clean up the master and the old man! This is also my intention."

"Since my senior brother insists on it, let's wait and help!"

"It's a labor!"

While being interrupted and then searched, Li Kui and others were frantically searching for military talismans in the yard of the abbot of Huguo Temple. Unfortunately, after searching for a night, it was about to light up, but they still didn't see military talismans. As time went by, Li Bingqian and others became more and more panicked. Li Bingqian, who was about to lose his strength, sat on the ground and panted, saying, "Can there be no military talismans at all?"
To be continued...