So, he is dead!

I said this sentence very slowly and painfully. Even the people around me can feel a chilling emotion from every word I have.

Yan Qinghan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What do you want to say?"

“…”

"Do you want to say, I killed him?"

"Of course you didn't kill him," I was silent for a moment and said slowly: "I didn't kill him with my own hands."

“…”

"It's still the same reason. You have been ordained, but you are the only one who can come into contact with him."

"Why do you say that?"

I said calmly: "My second uncle, Master Zhengjue, has been reclining in Tianmu Temple for many years. Even monks of Master Wuwei cannot see him at any time. Of course, there are very few people he has come into contact with. But that's the case, the leaves of camellia at the entrance of his Zen Temple were eaten up by a horse."

When he heard this, his pupils suddenly contracted.

That was originally a detail that no one would notice. But after Wuwei entered the Zen Temple that night, I kept standing at the door and was bored, and I noticed that point.

I continued, "Tianmu Temple cannot ride horses. Of course, it is impossible for someone to openly ride a horse from the temple gate to his Zen temple, but there are horses at his door, which means that someone has ridden a horse up the mountain, enters from the mountain gate, and then to his Zen temple. There are not many people with such qualifications and privileges."

Yan Qinghan said, "Then why do you say it's me?"

"Because of equestrianism," I looked at his pupils and said seriously: "To have such qualifications, there is also need to have such equestrianism. The mountain is so steep that not everyone has the ability to ride the mountain."

“…”

"I was not sure it was you before. Until that night, Master Zhengjue passed away, and the death knell rang in the temple. Lord Liu Qinghan mistakenly thought that we had an accident in the temple, so he rode a horse from the bottom of the mountain and broke into Tianmu Temple." Speaking of this, I subconsciously turned around. Liu Qinghan looked at me with a complicated expression, but didn't say anything. Yan Qinghan's face had a sneer on his face at this moment: "So you are sure that I was the one riding the mountain before? How do you know that it was me who taught him equestrianism?"

Of course I can be sure.

When Liu Qinghan was in Jixiang Village, he was so poor that his family was barely left. He could not have a horse, nor could he have the opportunity to learn horse riding. After leaving Jiangnan, he kept walking on the way, and in that state of mind, he could not learn horse riding. It was not until he came to Tianmu Temple and worshipped Fu Badai that he really stayed here for a while and learned equestrians. It was only during this period that he was close to him and had superb equestrians, Yan Qinghan was the only one who was close to him.

However, looking at Liu Qinghan's slightly frowning brows, I didn't say these words in the end, and just said lightly: "Sometimes, too many possibilities will become absolute."

Yan Qinghan smiled.

Even, while laughing, he patted his hands gently, but his hands wrapped in bandages could hardly hear any applause. He laughed and said, "Qingying, you are really worthy of being a teacher's master. No wonder he likes you so much."

I curled the corners of my lips lightly.

"But I still want to tell you that my father's death has nothing to do with me, that's because his own deadline has come."

"Maybe his deadline is approaching, but who brought his deadline?" I did not retreat at all, and looked at him aggressively: "As a great monk, the second uncle, who entered the state of meditation and practiced several times, could all escape unscathed. But this time, he passed away in a state of meditation. Later, I secretly asked the old monk in the temple that his death was caused by his heart."

Yan Qinghan's face slowly became cold.

"You are his son. You must have seen him enter into meditation and practice more than once. You must also know that the most feared thing for those who enter meditation is to carry the inner demons, and the biggest regret in his life, his inner demons are you!"

“…”

"If you hadn't given him some hints, if you hadn't said something he shouldn't have said before he entered into meditation, how could a great monk like him be killed and killed in a state of meditation?"

“…”

Thinking back to the night at the door of the Zen Room where I was in the awakening, I turned around and asked him the last sentence, and recalling his almost withered silence in the darkness, I felt heartbroken.

"You did not kill him, but who did he die?"

“…”

Yan Qinghan's face, which was originally cold and without a trace of expression, seemed to have cracks after I said this. His eyes finally stopped calming, but instead ignited a fire of karma in the coldness and looked at me fiercely.

"You said it well!"

“…”

"I am his regret in this life, I am his inner demon!"

“…”

"But why don't you say it, why did he have the regret of me, and why did he plant this inner demon?"

“…”

"Is he right? You have always said that he is a great monk. Yes, he has repaired many Buddhist scriptures and recited Zen for decades. But what qualifications does a person who commits evil have to be called a "high monk"?!"

He took a step forward and forced me to take a step back. The karma in his eyes almost burned me. He said fiercely: "If he wants to practice Buddhism, he should firmly believe in the beginning, instead of seeing my mother, his Buddha nature will disappear and become a bully who dominates the women of the people. Once my mother dies, he has Buddha nature again. I am still in my infancy and no one cares about it. He shaves his hair and goes to practice. Tell me, is he a Buddha or a demon?!"

This time, I was speechless.

The practice of Buddha cannot be achieved without demons.

For Axian, Yan Yizhi is a demon, which is a fact that I cannot refute and will not refute.

I raised my head, looked at the karma fire in Yan Qinghan's eyes calmly, and said lightly: "But these are all things between your mother and him, and they have nothing to do with what you do. He gave you life, and half of the blood flowing on you is his. This is the greatest kindness beyond the creation of man in heaven and earth. You uphold his surname and get the property given to you by the Yan family. After living for so many years, but you take away his life, what is this?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Because we are too close, I can almost hear the sound of his teeth grinding, but even though he was so angry that he still did not speak up.

And then, behind him, outside the faint gate, a cold and firm voice came-

"This is unfilial."

The people in the wedding hall were originally focused on the confrontation between Yan Qinghan and me, but suddenly a voice was heard inserted. Everyone was shocked and all raised their heads to look out the door.

I also raised my head and saw a long and dry sound from the door, which was slowly pushed open by a strong hand. The voice continued, "And you are slaughtering your family, which is considered unfilial."

The door opened, and the wind suddenly poured in blew the red silk under the eaves and dyed our eyes red for a moment.

But what dyed my eyes red was not only the red silk, but also the blood in my eyes.

Those who were guarding the door, Yan Qinghan, all fell to the ground, silent at this moment.

The man standing in a pool of blood, holding a long sword in his hand, his handsome and dark face was covered with blood. He should have been stained with a lot of blood, but because he was wearing a red robe, he could not see it at all. He could only see him stepping into the door and walking in step by step, with the footprints behind him all red.

He said word by word: "Why are you qualified to tell Mrs. Yan that your surname is Yan?"

He finally stood in front of us, and when I saw his face clearly, I almost exclaimed—

"Yuanfeng?!"

What appeared in front of us was Pei Yuanfeng who had just rode away and chased Xue Muhua!

He actually came back!

I was very happy: "Yuanfeng, are you back?!"

He looked at me, his eyes and expression were calm. Although there was even a drop of blood on his eyelashes, his eyes full of fierceness were full of evil spirits, but his emotions were not out of control and disorder. He just nodded slightly to me and signaled.

But this had already surprised me. After all, he was the one who commanded the troops of Xichuan. As soon as he came back, everyone had a backbone. Even Mrs. Yan, who was standing in the crowd, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Qinghan was also a little surprised by his return. When he turned around and looked at Pei Yuanfeng, a hint of panic flashed through his eyes.

However, when he saw the guards lying under Pei Yuanfeng's sword outside the door, his eyes slowly became colder, and he didn't even take a look, as if the lives and death of those people had nothing to do with him.

This person is so cold that it is scary.

After a moment of panic, a faint curve even appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Why are you back? Have you saved your bride?"

When I heard this, I realized that I hurriedly looked behind Pei Yuanfeng, but it was empty and Xue Muhua was not seen.

Could it be—

Pei Yuanfeng's face was calm, and it added a little more gloomy at this moment.

Yan Qinghan smiled: "It seems that you haven't caught up with your bride?"

“…”

"Didn't catch up, or do you think there are people here who are more important than your bride?"

After saying that, he glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally.

My brows immediately frowned.

Pei Yuanfeng also glanced at me, but just said lightly: "I just know what my responsibility is and what I should do."

The smile in Yan Qinghan's eyes was completely uncovered. Maybe he deliberately showed it to Pei Yuanfeng. After all, at this time, attacking the heart is the best, and he has always known how to take advantage of human weaknesses.

He smiled and said, "Aren't you worried about the life or death of the bride?"

"She won't die."

"oh?"

I don’t know whether Pei Yuanfeng is trying to give himself some confidence or that he was sure of this, so he firmly repeated: “She will not be in any danger.”

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because when I was walking on the road, I thought about the causes and consequences of the whole thing again, and then, I thought of something."

"Oh? What did you think of?"

"I thought that Nian Baoyuze's battle shouldn't have been so difficult to fight, and I shouldn't have fought to that extent."

“…”

Pei Yuanfeng's eyes became sharper, and he stared at him almost with a cruel feeling: "But some people make that battle difficult to fight."

Yan Qinghan sneered: "Do you want to say that I made that battle difficult?"
Chapter completed!