The Legend of Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty: Wanxuan colleagues + episodes

"Senior sister, I... I'm sorry" Bi Xiuxin naturally knew what Fan Qinghui was thinking, and wanted to say something, but in the end she never said it out. If she hadn't been reckless at the time, she would not have lost this jade.

"I said it has nothing to do with you, but this jade was given to me by you, and I have been with you for many years, so it is inevitable that I will miss it occasionally."

Senior sister, I often think, maybe it is doomed from the beginning of jade, our impossibility, in the past, I gave you this round jade as a gift for your birthday, and after you go down the mountain to record things, I am young, and I am worried that you will not When I came back again, I was crying and screaming, and I was very stubborn. To coax me, you split the jade into two, and you will definitely come back, because you want to get back the half of the jade.

In the end, you came back, but you never got back the half piece of jade. I was very happy, half of each, what a good meaning, but it's a pity, which of the two words each and half is a good meaning.

The author has something to say: Girlfriend is really a good reader

She: Calling me is more important than writing

Me: It's important to call you

Her: I think the text is more important

Me: I think it's important to call you

She: Do you think what you say is more important than what I say is more important

Me: what you say is important

Her: That's right

Me: No, what you said is important, and I'm going to update the article.Why is it not what I say that matters.

Her: because you love me

Yes I am

Her: So go update the text

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Hang up or not, hang up or not, hang up or not

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Well, my girlfriend said that I like daily updates, so I thought I would give it a try, I will try my best to strive for daily updates, starting from today (ps: I will try my best, but don’t expect too much, I’m afraid I’ll be flagged)

☆、Chapter 130 Nine

Qinghui, I think why should I call you like this once, I caused you to lose the jade, and now I will return it to you, if you can read this letter, I think something must have happened to me, Zhixuan treated him I'm fine, although I'm not as good as you, but I didn't waste my life, I failed him, I hope my senior sister won't be like me.

The letter came to an abrupt end, and Wanwan looked at the words on the letter with a heavy expression on her face. The letter clearly stated that Fan Qinghui obviously had a certain relationship with her master, and Bi Xiuxin also existed in Fan Qinghui's mind. Wanwan had some other thoughts, but Zhu Yuyan's role in it made Wanwan feel very confused.

Of course, the most important thing is that if her feelings are correct, regarding Fan Qinghui, Master is the person Bixiu hates the most, and it seems that Master and Fan Qinghui are old acquaintances, but since she was a child, she has never heard Master mention Fan Qinghui Anything, and judging by Master's attitude towards Cihang Jingzhai, Wanwan didn't think the two were old acquaintances when they were young, but Bi Xiuxin's letter didn't seem to be lying either.

This letter seemed to make Wanwan even more confused, and the sense of uneasiness in Wanwan's heart became stronger and stronger. She always felt that this matter would affect Zhu Yuyan, so her expression became more and more serious.

Meanwhile, Concubine Shixuan was obviously not much better than Wanwan. Her hands subconsciously clenched the jade ornament in her hand. This is the master's jade ornament. Uncle Bi found it back. It is not only the so-called sisterly love for my master, but it is not difficult to see from Uncle Bi's letter that the master has no such intentions for Uncle Bi, and this is still not explained clearly after all, and Bi is not even mentioned. Everything about the master uncle and the evil king puzzled her the most.

Mostly because they were thinking about each other, the room fell silent instantly, with the flickering candles, so quiet that the two could listen to each other's breathing without any scruples.

"donor?"

There was a knock on the door, and the old monk's voice came into the room, interrupting their thoughts at the same time.

Wanwan came back to her senses, put away the letter, and subconsciously glanced at Shi Feixuan beside her. She seemed quite worried, and seemed to have something to say to Shi Feixuan, but the monk's voice came in again: "Benefactor?"

Hearing the voice, Wanwan lowered her brows and eyes slightly, as if she had figured something out, she turned and walked towards the door, gently opened the door, and the sweeping monk from Wulou Temple appeared in front of Wanwan.

"Amitabha Buddha" saw that the door was opened, and the monk looked at Wan Wan who appeared in front of him, and immediately put his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute.

"Master?" Shi Feixuan walked up to Wanwan, looked at the person in front of her, with a questioning tone.

The old monk looked at the two of them, and then explained: "The old monk has already tidied up the room for the two of you, so he brought the two girls there. The house of Master Bi has been repaired for a long time. It's really not a place for the two girls to rest.

"This..." Shi Feixuan said as she glanced at Wanwan, saw Wanwan nodded slightly, and then thanked the person in front of her, "I'm troublesome over there, Master."

"Miss is serious, this way please" the old monk said with a please expression, then turned around and walked forward, it seems that he wanted to lead the way with the two of them, seeing the monk's actions, Shi Feixuan Without any hesitation, Wanwan and the two stepped out of the room. Wanwan closed the door behind her, subconsciously glanced at the mural on the wall again, and a name popped up in her heart: "Little Four", His face seemed to be getting heavier.

"The two girls are in Master Bi's room, but what did you find?" The old monk suddenly said this while walking, causing the two walking behind him to pause subconsciously.

"You two girls, don't worry too much. The old monk just thinks that you can ask the old monk if you have anything to do. If the old monk knows, he must tell the truth. Don't let the two of you go home empty-handed." Xu expected the two of them at this moment expression state, the monk then explained.

"Master, you are worrying too much, but Wanwan and I bother you a lot. I hope you will not blame the master for disturbing things." After hearing what the monk said, Shi Feixuan explained immediately.

"After Bi Xiuxin passed away, who has been to Wulou Temple?" Wanwan interjected and asked.

Hearing Wanwan's words, the monk was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Miss Wanwan is right, after Master Bi passed away, there were indeed people who came to Wulou Temple."

"Then..." Wanwan was about to ask who that person was, but was interrupted by the old monk.

"It's just that the old monk never saw that person with his own eyes. I heard from people in the temple at that time that there seemed to be candlelight in Bi Shizhu's room one day, but then it went out. Some disciples once saw someone appearing in Bi Shizhu's room." In the room, but nothing was lost in the temple, so everyone didn't pay much attention to it."

The old monk spoke with a sentimental tone, as if recalling the time when he was with his brothers and sisters, so there was a trace of sadness on his face that had not been seen for a long time.

"What hasn't been lost?" Wanwan murmured after listening to the old monk's words, and at the same time, she gradually made plans for this matter in her heart.

After walking for a short distance, the three of them finally came to a room. This room was much better than Bi Xiuxin's room before, at least from the perspective of newness and oldness, this room was even better I don't know how much.

"This was originally a courtyard built for distinguished guests, but since the accident, no one has lived here. I have taken care of it before, and now it should be able to rest for the two of you."

The old monk walked forward while talking, pushed open the door of the room, then turned his head, looked at the two of them, and said: "The old monk's hospitality is not good enough, I hope you two don't take offense."

"Master, you are worrying too much, Wanwan and I really have troubled you," Concubine Shi thanked the monk after hearing what the monk said.

"Excuse me, are the murals in Bi Xiuxin's room sculpted by Bi Xiuxin herself?" Wanwan, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke at this moment, but unfortunately the topic was still on Bi Xiuxin.

The old monk thought about it for a while, and then explained: "The benefactor guessed right. At the beginning, the benefactor Bi asked the little monk to find carving tools for her. He said that he wanted to carve a painting. The painting in that room should be What Bi Shizhu did”

"Yeah." Wanwan nodded, and said nothing again, while Shi Feixuan looked at Wanwan thoughtfully.

"Two benefactors, it's getting late. The old monk will leave first, and I hope you two can rest earlier." After the monk finished speaking, he glanced at the two of them, then turned and left.

The two walked into the room, Shi Feixuan arranged everything for herself and Wanwan, but found that Wanwan had left the room at some point, Shi Feixuan glanced at the empty room, sighed slightly, and then left the room. Opened the door and went out.

On the eaves of the room, Shi Feixuan successfully found Wanwan who had disappeared into the room. At this moment, Wanwan was sitting on the eaves with her head up to the sky. Because it was the cold winter, the moon in the sky was very weak, and the light was also dimmed by the clouds. The reason for this is sometimes appearing and disappearing, and with the cold wind blowing at that time, the woman sitting on the eaves seems to be getting thinner and thinner.

Wanwan looked up at the slightly dim sky, recalling everything she had found after she came to Wulou Temple, but her mood became more and more uneasy. She couldn't even confirm whether the uneasiness came from her master or from the teacher. Shi Feixuan, so she had to come out and sit, trying to straighten out her messy thoughts.