Hearing Song Zhuoxing's words, Runzhu turned from curiosity to doubt: "This is your first time in Northern Han Dynasty, how come you know the young lady from Northern Han Dynasty?"

Song Zhuoxing did not answer Runzhu's question, but picked up a few stones from the ground and walked around the crowd.

Finally, he found a gap, grabbed the stone, and prepared to throw it out.

Suddenly, a hand came up and wrapped the stone.

Runzhu walked around in front of Song Zhuoxing, blocking his sight, and reminded him in a low voice: "Sanlang, this is in the Northern Han Dynasty, and those are the soldiers of King Chu, the God of War of the Northern Han Dynasty.

"If you want to save people, you have to look at the situation clearly. There are so many of them, we can't defeat them."

Song Zhuoxing flipped his palms and easily broke away from Runzhu's hand: "You're right, doing something you know you can't do is not bravery, it's stupidity.

"but......"

Song Zhuoxing changed the subject: "Fifteen years ago, the King of Chu of the Northern Han Dynasty was the God of War, but now, he is no longer."

It doesn't matter whether the King of Chu of the Northern Han Dynasty is still the God of War or not. What is important is that the master has given up the idea of ​​snatching people from the King of Chu.

Runzhu stared at Song Zhuoxing as he put the stone back into his left hand. He was just relieved when he saw Song Zhuoxing pick another stone from the palm of his left hand and throw it out with lightning speed.

"Sanlang, you..."

Runzhu was shocked and looked back, but he didn't see King Chu's man falling down, but Cui Hengyue kneeling on the ground.

Yun Lin quickly kicked out and kicked the sword out of Cui Hengyue's hand.

"Shuashua——"

Dozens of swords were pointed at Cui Hengyue.

"Whoever plots against me, get out of here." Cui Hengyue roared and looked around.

Song Zhuoxing hurriedly lowered his head and hid behind Runzhu.

Runzhu immediately stood up on his tiptoes, put his hands on his hips, and used his wide sleeves to block Song Zhuoxing from behind.

Mu Yun glanced this way.

Cui Hengyue's eyes lingered on Runzhu for a while, and then glanced at the others.

"take away."

Mu Yun gave the order, and the guards immediately stepped forward and escorted Cui Hengyue back to the South Hall.

The guards came and left just as quickly, but in the blink of an eye, the temple returned to its former tranquility.

"It's all gone."

Mingjue dispersed the onlookers and prepared to report what had just happened to the host.

Suddenly, a young novice monk rushed to Mingjue and said in a panic: "Uncle Master, the two young men who went up the mountain just now are missing."

"Gone?" Mingjue frowned: "Are they going back to the guest house?"

The young novice shook his head repeatedly: "No, they haven't been to the guest house yet and don't know where the guest house is.

"However, when General Mu arrested people here just now, they were watching the fun."

Hearing this, Mingjue's expression changed and he quickly chased after Mu Yun.

Sure enough, when Mingjue and the young novice arrived at the passage between the temple and the South Hall, Yunlin was driving people out.

"This is not a temple. We don't accept outsiders. Get out."

Song Zhuoxing and Runzhu each held one foot against the door of the south hall, and at the same time pushed hard with their hands to prevent the guards from closing the door.

"Although this is not a temple, it belongs to Yunxuan Temple, right?"

Seeing Yunlin's silence, Song Zhuoxing immediately said: "Since it belongs to Yunxuan Temple, there is no reason to exclude believers."

"This is the South Hall, not a place for burning incense and worshiping Buddha." Yun Chen walked over and looked back and forth between the two doors.

Two footprints were left on the mahogany door, which was particularly annoying.

Yun Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and wanted to chop off those two feet.

Runzhu caught a glimpse of Yun Chen's fierce eyes and couldn't help but shrink back his feet. However, he saw that his master's feet were still against the door, so he moved his feet back again.

"I know, but I heard that praying sincerely in the South Hall will be more effective."

Then, Song Zhuoxing told Yun Chen about the serious illness of his mother at home: "...So, I have no choice but to come here shamelessly. I hope the general can be accommodating and let me

Go in."

Hearing the title "General", Yun Chen felt sweet in his heart, and his tone became less cold: "But after all, this is not a place to burn incense and worship Buddha. The South Hall has the rules of the South Hall..."

"I understand the rules."

Song Zhuoxing didn't wait for Yun Chen to finish speaking, and took out a bulging money bag from his arms and handed it over: "This is the incense money. Please accept it first, general. When my mother recovers from her illness, I will come back to fulfill my vows for Buddha."

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Seeing Yun Chen staring blankly at the money bag in his hand but not accepting it, Song Zhuoxing gritted his teeth and added another money bag.

"General, I came out in a hurry and didn't bring much money. Please don't dislike me."

Yun Chen still didn’t answer.

Song Zhuoxing's heart skipped a beat and he shouted "Run Zhu".

Runzhu immediately took out a money bag and put it in Song Zhuoxing's hand.

Then, Song Zhuoxing couldn't refuse and thrust three money bags into Yun Chen's hands: "Thank you, General, for taking them."

interesting.

Yun Chen raised his eyebrows, looked down at the money bag, and then looked at Song Zhuoxing: "Do you really know the rules of the South Hall?"

Worried that Yun Chen would not let him and Runzhu in, Song Zhuoxing nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, general, don't worry, we will never break the rules and cause you trouble."

"Are you willing to stay in the South Hall?" Yun Chen asked again.

Song Zhuoxing hurriedly replied: "I am willing to do so."

Yun Chen smiled: "Okay, then you can follow me into the South Hall."

Mingjue was dumbfounded and wanted to remind Song Zhuoxing, but when Yunlin looked at him sideways, he quickly shut his mouth.

"The two donors have entered..."

The little novice monk wanted to remind Song Zhuoxing, but Mingjue covered his mouth.

When Song Zhuoxing heard the noise, he turned around and asked, "What does the young master want to tell us?"

"nothing."

Mingjue answered for the little novice, and then dragged the little novice towards the temple.

Looking at their backs, Song Zhuoxing had doubts in his heart.

"Are you still coming in? If not, I will close the door."

Hearing Yun Chen's impatient voice, Song Zhuoxing immediately put his doubts behind him and entered the door of the South Hall.

The door was closed again, cutting off the South Hall from everything outside.

"Okay, in front of everyone, tell me why you want to kill someone?"

Mu Yun sat down on the chair next to Mu Feng and began to interrogate Cui Hengyue.

Cui Hengyue, whose hands were tied, stood in the middle of the yard, ignoring the strange looks from everyone, and said calmly: "I didn't kill anyone."

"General."

A sudden voice sounded, and everyone looked at the man who spoke.

"Are there new people in the South Hall?" Su Biwen raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Zhuoxing and Runzhu unscrupulously.

Song Zhuo walked up to Cui Hengyue, pointed at her bleeding arm and said: "Before you ask, you should at least bandage this little lady's wound, right?

"She lost so much blood, something could easily happen."

Where did this young boy come from to be so nosy?

Su Biwen sneered coldly: "Why should the murderer's wounds be bandaged? Just execute him directly."

"That's right." Zhang Wulang agreed.

Then, several more people echoed Subiwen's words.

Song Zhuoxing's heart sank. The little girl was not having a good life here. He turned around and looked directly at Su Biwen: "The general hasn't made a conclusion yet, and you are rushing to convict people.

"Such behavior can easily make people misunderstand that you are the real culprit, so they are eager to find a scapegoat."

Being framed, Su Biwen was not angry or panicked. He responded calmly: "You can easily misunderstand that you are an accomplice if you speak for the little lunatic like this. That's why you are so anxious to help the little lunatic clear his name."

"

Song Zhuoxing: "..."

Little lunatic?

accomplice?
Chapter completed!