Jade pillow, jade pillow, jade pillow!

If this jade pillow is not wrong, it should be the jade pillow lost by Princess Gaoyang.

Su Dawei had never seen the original object, but he could guess a rough idea from the items in the box. With the silk and silk, can there be no other explanation? Recently, there have been consecutive thefts in various royal family residences in Chang'an, and many items have been lost. Wasn't Wei Shan's arrest in the Lu Family Restaurant just for these lost items? Now, these items fell into Su Dawei's hands, and he didn't feel relaxed, but he felt like he had gotten a hot potato. How to hand over these things? How to explain them?

Could it be that he had a dream that Manager Lu hid the stolen goods in Dacien Temple?

Who would believe this kind of thing?

As for the strangeness that Yu Zheng had made to his body, Su Dawei didn't care much.

What a strange thing means that he has no fate with these things. He can't afford to offend him or hide, as long as he doesn't touch him or her.

Put the jade pillow and other items back into the box.

However, Su Dawei detained the demon-subduing pestle.

As long as you don't take it out, you won't be discovered. This thing is a good thing that saves your life, and he won't show it off.

Pack the box and place it on the table.

Unfortunately, the oil paper was cut by him with a dagger and it was useless.

But this is not a big deal! There is no mark on the oil paper, it is very ordinary. Just buy another one and come back.

What he has to do now is to find a way to hand over this thing and let Di Renjie take it to his death.

If you want a good excuse, otherwise you will definitely see the flaws with Di Renjie's shrewdness, which is contrary to Su Da's original intention.

What should I do?

Su Dawei blew out the oil lamp, pulled off the quilt from the window, and lay on the bed and pondered.

The moonlight shone into the house through the window, sprinkling a piece of silver on the ground.

A burst of tiredness surged, Su Dawei yawned, slowly closed his eyes, and soon he fell asleep.

It's the second day.

The streets became more and more deserted.

The Jing River, located north of Chang'an, is surrounded by night and silent.

On the river, there was misty mist.

The big trees on the shore are rising and falling strangely in the night wind, just like the land they have taken root, breathing.

A stream of black smoke suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the figure flashed and the black smoke turned into a person.

He stood on the shore, looked at the calm Qujiang River, took out a golden seal from his arms, and threw it into the river.

Ripples arise on the surface of Jinghe River.

The ripples are getting bigger and bigger, and the waves are rolling in the blink of an eye.

A man rose from the river and stood above the river surface.

He bowed and said, "Han Li of Jinghe, pay homage to the Star Lord's Envoy."

"King of Jinghe, we are all in love, there is no need to be like this."

The person who cast the seal said in a deep voice: "Let's talk short, Xingjun already knows the good things you did. He asked me to come over because he hopes you will give him an explanation."

"Daolao, I don't understand."

"Do you understand or not have much to do with me. I just came here on order. If you don't explain, then the Star Lord will order you to do whatever you want."

As he said that, the person who cast the seal spread his arms and showed two sharp swords.

The knife was not in his hands, but grew on his arms and connected with his body.

The face of the King of Jinghe suddenly changed.

"Just just for two-legged sheep, will the Star Lord take my life?"

"The two-legged sheep used to rule the country today.

King Jinghe, today is different from the past. The Tang Dynasty is full of atmosphere, and it is no longer the time when our ancestors dominate the world. In the 14th year of Daye, after Luoyang Ziguan Ling and Xingjun won the bet in Beim, according to the agreement, we will live peacefully with mankind, and only in exchange for a peaceful life for decades. And now, you are colluding with foreign thieves, what do you mean?"

If Su Dawei and Di Renjie were here, they would definitely recognize that the person who spoke was the shopkeeper of the cabin shop.

The King of Jinghe River said: "Peaceful coexistence? Human beings regard us as aliens, and they will kill them when they see them, without any mercy.

Thinking about the 800,000 people in Guanzhong were so strange. But now, because of the Lao Shi’s bet, we have suffered heavy casualties. We either left, was killed, or were like you, like a rat crossing the street, changing our appearance and living a life of silence. Over the past few decades, how many people in Chang'an are still in Chang'an? Less than 100,000! This is what you said to live peacefully? Daolao, you are really old. Have you forgotten how your people were killed back then?"

Dao Lao's face twitched slightly, but then he turned into the paralyzed face again.

"King of Jinghe, you are talking too much nonsense. I only know that you are provoking a war between the two tribes. The Star Lord's order, how dare you not obey it?"

The King of Jinghe was silent.

"Just because of you? This is the Jinghe River, and the 800-mile waters are all my subordinates. Do you want to kill me alone?"

"Ask you again, do you obey the order?"

"Your mother, please do as you."

As the King of Jinghe spoke, his hands were raised high.

Under the Jing River, the river water suddenly surged.

Black smoke rose from the river, turning into hundreds of ghosts, making a roar.

"If you retreat now, I will spare your life because of the love you were in the past."

"In this way, are you going to disobey the Star Lord's order?"

"At this time, what else can I disobey or not? Someone is willing to give benefits, but I just take benefits and convenience for others. The Star Lord is so unfamiliar with love. Since that's the case, why should I give him face? Let's go against it."

Dao Lao roared, "King of Jinghe, you are looking for death."

"I think you will die first."

Hundreds of ghosts roared in unison and rushed from the river to Daolao.

Dao Lao was not panicked, and only let out an angry shout, hiding hard on the river bank with one foot. In an instant, roars came from all directions. Pale fire lights appeared like raindrops, instantly surrounding the ghosts.

The fire is extremely strange.

When it encounters water, it will burn more and more vigorously.

"Bone Fire? Ying Huo, your old witch, is such a cruel method, but he actually uses Bone Fire to deal with his similar people?"

The King of Jinghe roared repeatedly.

He waved his hands, and huge waves soared into the sky, trying to extinguish the white flames. However, let the huge waves be astonishingly powerful, the white flames became more and more fierce. The ghosts wrapped in the flames screamed and turned into blue smoke, dissipating in the flames. A flag appeared in the hands of the King of Jinghe, waving desperately. The flags danced, and the huge waves rolled, turning into water dragons, trying to swallow the white flames clean.

However, it backfired.

Dao Lao stood on the shore, and the white firelight made his black and thin face pale.

"Because of you, Li Chunfeng was besieging Xingjun with his facial features. He was seriously injured. He had no choice but to bow to Li Chunfeng. This was a great shame that had never been seen in the past fourteen years of great achievements. Therefore, don't blame Xingjun for being ruthless. If you don't die, the Taishi Bureau will dispatch 800 doctors. When the war restarts, Guanzhong will be in trouble, which is not what I wish."

"Daolao, stop, I am willing to admit my mistake, I am willing to explain, who is instructing me."

"Who is colluding with you? That's Li Chunfeng's business and has nothing to do with us.

If you surrendered just now, the Star Lord will at most suppress you from Jinghe. But you are brave and want to rebel. Since that's the case, you won't be able to keep you... King of Jinghe, don't blame me for being ruthless, you are just seeking death by yourself."

After Dao Lao said that, his two swords flew out.

Two crescent moons flew in the white flames, just like two dexterous swallows.

The crescent moon violently hit the flags in the hand of the King of Jinghe, making a series of rumblings, like giant thunder.

The King of Jinghe showed despair, but he was reluctant to do so.

Finally, the two swords crossed and cut the flags hard like scissors. The huge wave suddenly lost control and turned into a white flame, which instantly absorbed on the King of Jinghe. The white flame became more and more fierce. The King of Jinghe wailed and struggled in the flames. He suddenly sank into the river water and suddenly soared into the air, but eventually turned into a stream of blue smoke.

When the King of Jinghe River was struggling on the river surface, a black cat covered in bruises and wet hair rushed to the shore from the river.

Its mouth contained a green bead and sank into the grass.

Dao Lao saw the black cat, but ignored it.

The edict of the King of Yingmao Xingjun was to kill the King of Jinghe, and a black cat was not in the plan.

As for whether the black cat will avenge the King of Jinghe?

Daolao doesn't care.

If it is smart, it will leave Chang'an; if it wants to take revenge, then it will not need to take action by Star Lord, and he can let it die without a burial place. The cat has nine lives? Then kill it ten times. Well, I hope this black cat can be smarter.

The morning light shines on the earth and drives away the darkness.

Master Mingkong was as usual and got up before dawn.

She was originally a talented person around Taizong, but she was not loved by Emperor Taizong.

After Emperor Taizong passed away, she followed other concubines to Lingbao Temple to become a monk. The ancient Buddha's green lamp was very hard every day.

It is said that it is practice, but most concubines will not take it seriously.

Although they became monks, they did not follow the Buddhist precepts of food, clothing, housing and transportation. They either mourn themselves or feel ashamed. For these concubines, when they entered the Lingbao Temple, they were actually a prison and had to wait for death.

But Mingkong is not like this.

She is a very strong person.

Perhaps it was her strong personality that made Emperor Taizong not have a good impression of her during his lifetime.

When she came to Lingbao Temple, she either worked as required by the monks in the temple, or practiced Zen and chanted sutras by the ancient Buddha Qinglantern, which was quite fulfilling.

After leaving the Zen room, she headed straight to the kitchen.

The mage in charge of the kitchen, whose name is Mingzhen, is from Jiangnan.

She is only thirty years old, but she is proficient in Buddhism.

Two years ago, she came to Chang'an and practiced at Xiangfu Temple. Later, Daodeni Temple moved to Xiangfu Temple. With the recommendation of the abbot of Xiangfu Temple, she entered Lingbao Temple and became a monk in Lingbao Temple and was in charge of the kitchen.

Mingzhen is five years older than Mingkong.

She was commanding the monks in the temple to prepare meals. When she saw Mingkong coming, she came forward.

"Mingkong, do you get up so early?"

"I didn't mean to donate porridge today, so I'll see if I can help."

"They have almost prepared... In this way, there are many people who donate today, and I am afraid that there will be not enough porridge and water. You can get some more rice, so let's prepare more."

"I'll go now."

Mingkong left in a hurry without saying a word.

"Master, Master Mingkong, is different from others."

The fireworker who was working in the kitchen smiled and said to Master Mingzhen: "I think Master Mingkong is very diligent, but he doesn't want anyone who comes out of the palace."

"Too talk!"

Master Mingzhen said: "Master Mingkong has a deep Buddha nature, why are you chewing on the back?

The abbot said that she has a high understanding and diligence. She could not say that she would become a great master in the future and take charge of Lingbao Temple.”

"Wow, that's so awesome?"

The firemen started talking gossip.

Morning light shines in the temple.

Mingkong quickly walked to the wing where the food was stored, and was about to open the door, but it seemed that he had kicked something under his feet.

She stopped quickly and looked down.

"Meow!"

A black cat covered in bruises curled up at the door and screamed dyingly.

"Xiaoyu?"

Mingkong recognized at a glance that the black cat was the stray black cat that often appeared in the temple.

Although it looks miserable now and has no usual arrogant attitude. But Mingkong still recognizes it at a glance.

She quickly squatted down and hugged the black cat in her arms.

The black cat's body was trembling slightly, as if it was very painful.

Mingkong was a little anxious. She got up and was about to go back to the house, but she thought about it and placed the black cat on the windowsill.

"Xiaoyu, you are here honestly, I will send the rice and come back.

Don't be afraid, with me here, there will be no problem. Be good, have you heard this?"

The black cat opened his eyes and looked at Mingkong with his clear green eyes, making a faint sound.

"Meow!"

"Here, you agree, wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Mingkong picked up a bag of rice, carried it on his shoulders, and didn't care much, so he ran straight to the kitchen.
Chapter completed!