The spring hunting and assassination incident completely ended. As the mastermind of the Feng family, Feng Yuan, the head of the Feng family, was detained in the Dali Temple prison.

Feng Tianxin was also detained in the cold palace for accusing Qiansui's wife Feng Wuxin and was never allowed to leave.

In Qiansui Mansion, Feng Wuxin was lying on the imperial concubine's couch in the study, thinking about the spring hunting and life.

Just as she thought, she believed that the mastermind this time would definitely not be Feng Yuan. When she returned to Feng's house last time, Feng Yuan had already drawn a clear line with her, and even if Feng Yuan was stupid, she would not assassinate him openly.

Everything was Feng Tianxin who was making trouble behind him, working with Jiutian Youyue to kill her on spring hunting, but unexpectedly, the development of the matter was far beyond her expectations.

Not only that, he also brought the entire Feng family in.

Feng Tianxin even wanted to use the fate of Sha Polang to push Feng Wuxin to the forefront.

To be honest, when Master Zhang appeared, Feng Wuxin was really panicked, and at the same time he had murderous intentions in his heart, but he never expected that the Taoist would actually help her.

Until the moment he left the palace, Feng Wuxin looked puzzled and had many questions in his mind.

Outside the palace gate, a carriage was parked in front of the main entrance of the palace.

It was already late at night, and Mo Yi held Feng Wuxin's hand and prepared to get on the carriage and leave the palace to echo Qiansui Mansion.

But just as Feng Wuxin got in the car and was about to leave, the Taoist walked out of the night, with a pair of smiling eyes squinted under his white eyebrows.

"Master-in-law, I have something to tell Master Zhang."

Feng Wuxin in the carriage beat down, walked slowly towards the Taoist, and bowed to the Taoist.

"Thank you, Master Zhang."

"Madam Chitose, please be polite."

Master Zhang Tianstrode stroked his white beard and helped Feng Wuxin who was bowing to him.

"Madam Qiansui is puzzled."

Master Zhang Tian said a question in Feng Wuxin's heart.

He understood that Feng Wuxin must have wanted to ask why he didn't expose her fate when she killed the wolf, but helped hide it.

"I would like to ask Master Zhang Tian to report one or two."

Under the faint moonlight, Feng Wuxin's voice was hidden in the breeze. Looking at the Taoist standing in front of him, Feng Wuxin had to change his original impression of him.

According to the Taoist, Tianyun Taoist Temple is a Taoist temple that serves the royal family, and everyone should consider it for the royal family. Although she did not believe in the fate of Khapolang, in ancient times when conservative and feudal superstition, people with such fate could not survive in the world.

This is why Feng Yuan repeatedly wanted to kill the rest of the other places when he learned that the original owner, the third lady of the Feng family, killed the wolf's fate. Although he did not kill him in the end, he let Nangong Yu and his daughter die on their own in the backyard.

Feng Wuxin wanted to know what the Taoist in front of him was planning.

"It's very simple, because you will affect the fortune of these seven countries, so I will naturally not do anything against the will of heaven."

A plausible sentence makes people confused.

The Taoist obviously didn't want to explain too much to Feng Wuxin now.

Everything is a fate.

When the fate comes, the answer to all the answers will be solved.

But now is not the time, he can only wait for that day to come.

"Madam Qiansui, the old Taoist is about to travel around, but before leaving, I want to send Madam Qiansui a word."

He slowly let out a breath, and the words Zhang Tianshi echoed in Feng Wuxin's ears word by word. He knew the meaning of this sentence, but the truth in it surrounds Feng Wuxin like a fog.

"The things in the world are all caused and result, but just a thought. Mrs. Thousand-year-old should not remember them."

After the words came, Zhang Tianshi turned around and disappeared in the darkness, leaving only Feng Wuxin watching Zhang Tianshi's disappearing back, and softly repeated the words that Taoist had just said.

Everything in the world has a cause and a result.

It's just a matter of thinking.

"A thought of it, a thought becomes a demon, a thought becomes a Buddha."

After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and Feng Wuxin turned back to the carriage.

What's the relationship between becoming a demon and becoming a Buddha?

Feng Wuxin is Feng Wuxin. That's all. If you like to become a Buddha, you will overcome all the sufferings in the world. If you like to become a demon, you will be unforgivable.

"Master-in-law, I'm so sleepy. When you get home, you can carry me down and I'll go to bed first."

"Okay, Madam, just sleep, just stay by your side."

Feng Wuxin in Mo Yi's arms yawned, unable to withstand the threat of sleepiness, and finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, Gaotian Academy.

"I have had some things recently. The Master is busy dealing with the things at hand, but he hasn't come to class. Have you completed the courses left by the Master on time?"

"Sister Xin, don't worry. I've checked all the courses these days. I can only go home after all the twenty-two people in the women's class."

As the class leader of the women's class, Gao Ying has been leading the students to study according to daily courses these days when Feng Wuxin did not appear, and even organized the students to go to the charity village.

"Very good, let's continue to carry out practical teaching today."

Before Feng Wuxin could take the students from the women's class to the men's teaching area, Yan Yunli led his brothers to wait at the outside door for a long time.

This spirit of sacrificing oneself for justice is really worth learning. Although the drunkard's intention is not to drink, female students can better promote practical learning with the object of practice.

Feng Wuxin sat bored on the railing beside him, looking at the youthful faces, the gloom in his heart instantly disappeared.

"Hello!"

Yan Yunli's voice echoed behind her, and Feng Wuxin turned around and looked at the boy in purple clothes in front of her.

In the sun, the boy's eyes were a little arrogant. When he looked closely, there was a bit of Yancangzhou's shadow in his eyebrows. He was worthy of being both uncle and nephew, and both looked like the same virtue.

"I am willing to accept the loss of the bet, this is ten thousand taels of silver bills."

Yan Yunli stretched out his hand, and ten silver notes appeared in front of Feng Wuxin. Each of the ten silver notes was one thousand taels, which were all the New Year’s money he had saved.

But Yan Yunli is a man of great strength. Since he lost, there is nothing to say.

Seeing the money, Feng Wuxin's eyes flashed with light, and he unceremoniously put the ten thousand taels of silver into his arms.

"Crown Prince Yan is indeed heroic, I am not polite."

Of course, a master cannot charge students for money, but now it is different. She collects money as a winner.

"Hey, teach me martial arts."

Looking at Feng Wuxin's face of being enchanted, Yan Yunli was very unscathed, but there was a trace of light hidden under the unscathedness.

The scene of the spring hunting that day echoed clearly before his eyes. Under the sun, the woman holding a long sword stood in the center of the corpse with such a calm expression, which made Yan Yunli have a new understanding of Feng Wuxin. He decided that he wanted to learn martial arts and worship Feng Wuxin as his teacher.
Chapter completed!