"No, go to Wuyin Temple first." Mu Yun turned around and looked at his subordinates who were still holding the buns stupidly, but had no choice but to say: "Forget it, you eat first."

How dare he be so arrogant? He hurriedly put it in his arms. It was impossible for him to eat in front of his master, and it would never be possible in his life.

Mu Yun didn't insist. Seeing that he had put it away, he took his men to Wuyin Temple.

As soon as he got on the carriage, Mu Yun asked his subordinates: "What news did Yan Shiba just spread?"

Speaking of this, Yan Shijiu's face suddenly became ugly: "Emperor Wen sent someone to send a message saying that the princess had sneaked out of the Hot Spring Palace and came to Liang State alone to find a miracle doctor. Emperor Wen hopes that after the Lord invites the ethereal miracle doctor, he will find the princess and bring her back to Chu State."

As he spoke, Yan Shijiu became angry: "The eldest princess must have heard that you were coming to Liang State to find a miracle doctor, so she sneaked out to find an adult privately. I really don't understand why Emperor Wen still pampers the eldest princess so much. She was obviously pestering her so much before and did something inconsistent with her identity..." Before Yan Shijiu finished speaking, she stopped halfway and didn't dare to move.

Mu Yun listened silently for a while and didn't say a word, but he just glanced lightly, and Yan Shijiu's face turned pale in an instant.

Mu Yun said: "I forgot the lessons of the past so quickly?"

How dare Yan Shijiu forget? The maid who talked about the princess's right and wrong in the palace was executed as soon as she returned to her house because she was too talkative and dared to discuss the right and wrong of her master in the palace.

Finally, her tongue was pulled down and she kept hanging in the martial arts field to serve as a warning to You.

Thinking of his fate, Yan Shijiu wanted to slap himself twice. He went out with Mu Yun for the first time and was overjoyed. Thinking of his own brother's repeated instructions before he went out that he must be careful to be on duty and avoid being impetuous, he rushed straight into his forehead with a sour and regret.

He couldn't help but think of the slender, bloody tongue and shivered.

The carriage suddenly became silent. In just a few breaths, Yan Shijiu's back was sweating.

Suddenly, a sound of air in the abdomen broke the calm.

Yan Shijiu looked desperate, lowered his head tightly, and did not dare to move. At this moment, he had thought about his own way of death, who would collect the body after he died, and where to bury him.

But Mu Yun didn't say anything, and just fell silent all the way. When the carriage arrived at Wuyin Temple, Mu Yun whispered: "Down, no example."

Hey?! The lord didn't punish him? Yan Shijiu had survived the disaster and wanted to take the job with his head in his arms.

He was about to follow Mu Yun's steps, but Mu Yun said without looking back: "You don't have to follow, just guard the carriage."

Yan Shijiu was in a depressed mood and had to take out the bun and chew it.

Jun Jiuning looked up at the large plaque inlaid at the entrance of the temple, and his neck was sore.

Not only does her neck feel sore, but her mouth and tongue are dry and her body is also cold.

She didn't understand why this Wuyin Temple was so pure and could be called a waste of people, but the little shaman at the temple gate was unwilling to let her in without saying anything.

Jun Jiuning started another round of offensive: "My little master, you can do it. We have been traveling for a long time without water or food, and we have walked dozens of miles to worship Buddha. Do you have the heart to let us go for nothing? It's really not easy for us."

Unfortunately, moral kidnapping is useless to this little novice monk.

The little shaman knocked on the wooden fish and chanted Amitabha with his eyes closed, just ignoring them.

After a long time of hard work, the selfless little novice monk refused to let them in. Later, another little novice monk came. After hearing about their experiences and experiences, the little novice monk said that he could help them, and then in the expectant eyes of Jun Jiuning and Qiuyue, he sent two bowls of water.

Jun Jiuning took the bowl of water with grief and anger, drank it in one breath, and decided to climb over the wall.

She took Qiuyue to pretend to say goodbye to the little shaman and left the temple door. Then she walked along the wall, trying to find a place where the wall was not that high.

I don’t know how long I walked, but my ankles were sore and I haven’t found them yet.

"Wuyin Temple is too big! Forget it! Just turn it over here!" Jun Jiuning covered her face and took off her cloak. Looking at the city wall more than two meters high in front of her, a strong desire for victory and defeat suddenly rose in her eyes.

After two run-up steps, Jun Jiuning jumped up suddenly and successfully grabbed the edge of the wall - if she ignored the price of her hand being scratched with a large piece of flesh.

It was too difficult to completely get yourself up with both hands. Jun Jiuning was like a monkey swaying in the air. He finally put one leg up. Jun Jiuning sat on the wall and exhaled gently: "It's great."

She was about to adjust her posture, but she found that on the other side of the wall, there was a poetic yard, and there was a peerless handsome guy in the yard, looking at her intently.

With his amazing intuition, Jun Jiuning was sure that this person must be ethereal.

The original book describes the ethereal appearance of the monk doctor as follows: he looks extremely handsome and has a great temperament, like a banished immortal who is not as good as the world.

The beauty of the people in this courtyard is indeed as mentioned in the original work. They are dressed in white monks and tied up in ink hair. Their appearance is absolutely amazing. However, the situation is so special that Jun Jiuning, who is still performing horse riding on the wall, has no time to appreciate the ethereal and peerless appearance, and only wants to get off the wall.

Ying Ling stood up calmly, as if she had become accustomed to the woman trying to climb over the wall and enter his yard. He walked not far from the wall where Jun Jiuning was staying, and advised warmly: "Girl, I won't receive female guests here. Please return the same way."

Jun Jiuning pulled his skirt awkwardly, and faced Eagle and forced a smile: "My skirt is hooked by this raised wall and can't move."

Empty smiled helplessly, jumped up to the wall lightly, helped Jun Jiuning take off the hooked skirt, and then advised: "This female donor, Wuyin Temple only accepts pilgrims, not other guests, please return the same way.

He stood up and stood beside Jun Jiuning, as if waiting for her to go down first.

Jun Jiuning stood up pretending to behave, patted the dust on his body, then looked at his extremely worn clothes, frowned and looked at his scratched palm, and then looked at Kongling seriously and said, "I heard that Master Kongling's medical skills are superb. I wonder if I can ask the master to help bandage the wound on my hand?"

The ethereal originally gentle face suddenly became cold.

He took a step back, distanced himself from Jun Jiuning and asked coldly, "Where did you know?" He had a cold appearance, and there was no smile on his face at this time, and he showed a bit of ruthlessness.

Jun Jiuning faced his bad gaze and said calmly: "I dreamed of it."
Chapter completed!