painting robbery

A clump of sparse bamboo half-covers the firewood, and three small streams encircle a small depression. The water bank in this place is not big or small, just enough for eight or nine wild birds, four or five thatched huts, and two acres of Susukida.

It has been more than three days since the sword palace made an appointment to fight Jieyuan, and it has also been more than three days since the suspected female crown general Du Jingxian was invited to Luoxinzhai.

Ever since Du Jingxian entered Luoxinzhai, the Queen of Jingyi immediately arranged him in this seemingly elegant but claustrophobic Ting'an.After he entered Ting'an, no one appeared in front of his eyes and talked to him except for his three meals a day.

This small place in the water seems to be isolated from the world.

If he wants to leave this secluded place and go to the heart of Luoxinzhai after Yishui, two female disciples of Luoxinzhai will appear immediately and stop him, apologetically saying that it is not suitable for men to come and go in places where women live together.

If he asks to see Jingyi female crown again, the two female disciples of Luoxinzhai will turn to be good-natured but firmly express that the master is not in Luoxinzhai for the time being, and once the master returns, they will report to Mr. Du immediately .

The guards didn't care about anything, so Du Jingxian had no choice but to stay on Ting'an in boredom.

The wind blows and the sparse bamboos rustle, and the sound of water diverted by stones murmurs. After a stream of water, it falls into the heart of Xinzhai. There are flowers and brocades under the carved railings and jade. sharp contrast.

A soft red flower suddenly floated in front of Du Jingxian.

One petal, two petals, three petals, the last flower that was crushed to the point where only the red leaves were left fell to Du Jingxian's feet.

Du Jingxian looked in the direction it was flying from, and saw a deep bamboo forest, and a young girl emerged from one of the green bamboos, with cardamom years, black hair and pink shirt, bright eyes full of curiosity, and teeth like braided shells.

She smiled suddenly, and her crisp voice was mellow:

"Where did you come from, why are you in our fast?"

It is as beautiful as a flower among the flowers ran into the bamboo forest and became a spirit.

After the water bank, Ji Zejun saw this scene from a distance.

She frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and went to Qianhonglou to meet Jingsu female crown.

Jing suspected that the female crown was reading a letter in the building, and when she saw Mr. Ji Ze coming, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Zejun said bluntly: "Mr. Du was brought by the Lord of the House of Zhai, but he was put under house arrest in Luzhudu. I don't know why? ..."

Seeing the dignified color in Ji Zejun's eyebrows, Jingsu female crown smiled suddenly, put down the letter in her hand, and asked Ji Zejun, "Why did we bring Du Jingxian back?"

Ji Zejun: "Of course it is to deal with Jie Yuan!"

Jingsu female crown: "That's right. Then how do you think we should cooperate with Du Jingxian to best deal with Jie Yuan?"

Ji Zejun: "Naturally, sincere cooperation——"

Quietly Doubting the Women's Crown: "Did Zhengdao cooperate sincerely with Du Jingxian before?"

Ji Zejun was stunned, she hesitated a little: "Naturally cooperate sincerely..."

Jingsu female crown smiled and said: "Then what's the result?"

Ji Zejun was silent, and after a while, she said: "Master Zhai, you also said that a temporary victory or defeat is not enough to show anything. Jieyuan is naturally not so defeated by others... let alone if Mr. Zhai is against Du Mister has no confidence, so why bring him back from the Sword Palace?"

Jingsu female crown: "I treat Du Jingxian like this, not because I don't have confidence in him, but because I have too much confidence in him. I believe in Du Jingxian's scheming and resourcefulness, so before I completely convince him, I will never Let him participate in any matter of Luo Xinzhai at will."

Ji Zejun still wanted to speak, but before that, Jingsu female crown had already said meaningfully: "The end of the sword palace's hidden rebellion was just yesterday, have you forgotten the lesson?"

Ji Zejun said in astonishment: "What? This has something to do with Mr. Du?"

Jingsu female crown said: "Who knows? Maybe there is, maybe not. As long as there is a chance, Luo Xinzhai will not dare to gamble, do you understand?"

Ji Zejun understands.

She thought about it carefully, and when she spoke again, her thoughts began to change: "Master Zhai has good thoughts, but Mr. Kedu must also be able to see our plans. Under such circumstances, how can he be used by us?"

Jingsu female crown said: "Naturally because he has something he wants to do."

Ji Zejun murmured: "...kill Jieyuan!"

Jingyi female crown pointed out: "I still remember that day, Du Jingxian rescued Daqing Wuhou from Jieyuan's subordinates. With a shocking gesture, he appeared in front of me, Yan Zhenren, and the leader of discipline, and stated his life experience and purpose. What can I do? Drive a wise man from behind the scenes to the front? Killing Jieyuan, I am afraid he is more urgent than us! If a person has a weakness, no matter how resourceful he is or how strong his force is, he has enough for others to deal with. room."

"What's more," Jingsu female crown said again, "now Daqing and the aristocratic family are in civil turmoil, and the Sword Palace and the Buddha Kingdom have been severely damaged. Only our Luoxinzhai still has intact strength. Since Du Jingxian wants to kill Jieyuan, He won't really break the face with us...he will eventually understand that everything now is just for him and Luo Xinzhai to cooperate better and more freely."

Ji Zejun's expression changed.

In the end, she said: "Junior Sister Xiao Lian is innocent..."

Quietly doubting the female crown: "So she just did it casually, and went to chat with Du Jingxian." She asked softly, "Okay, do you have anything else to do?"

Ji Zejun: "There is nothing else."

Ji Zejun left Qianhonglou.

In front of the Qianhong Building is the Garden of Thousands of Flowers. Looking from top to bottom, it is full of purples and reds, and flowers are blooming everywhere.

She walked down the small building step by step, until she was out of the range of Qianhonglou, then she sighed and said to herself: "Master Zhai, I understand what you mean, and I agree with your precautions, but if I do this, I will There is always some uneasiness in my heart..."

In Qianhonglou, Jingsu female crown picked up the letter on the table after Ji Zejun left.

She rereads the letter in her palm.

Jingyi Zhaizhu sees the letter as if it doesn't:

I take the liberty to write, and I hope to forgive you.

Although you and I belong to different camps, I admire the demeanor of Zhaizhu and Guizhai.

It's a pity that the sword palace is on the top, but Luoxinzhai is only second from the left!

After many years of acting with the tail of the horse, I don't know if the vegetarian master was willing to do it?

Although something happened to the main peak of the Sword Palace today, the palaces and other palaces in various parts of Youlu are still intact. In another ten years, the Sword Palace will be the righteous Optimus Prime again, the first sect of Taoism, and Luoxinzhai will still be second from the left, condescending to others.

But if the master of the house knows the information about the branch palace of the Sword Palace and is willing to pass it on to me, I will send someone to wipe out the Sword Palace and replace it with Luoxinzhai.

How about Unknown Zhai's idea?

The sun's shadow is slanted, and the sky light is twisted.

A beam of bright light turned a small arc on the desk, illuminating the three dark ink characters inscribed on the letter, and I saw it written horizontally and vertically, with silver hooks and iron paintings:

bright as day

In the next moment, the female crown of Jingsu flicked her fingertips to cover the inscription on the letter, and then used her mysterious kung fu to destroy the letter to ashes, and ashes fell from her fingertips one after another.

She raised her eyes and looked into the distance, looking at the endless sea of ​​flowers outside the window and the sky far more limited than the sea of ​​flowers.

After a while, a three-point smile full of deep meaning jumped onto the corner of her mouth.

The world is in chaos, and heroes compete.

After a hundred years of dormancy, now is the time for Luoxinzhai to take advantage of the momentum!

In three days, the sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move.

Yan Zhenci stayed alone on the solitary peak of the Sword Palace, with the horizontal sword questioning his heart, motionless.

There is no one around, only two wild cranes accompany him.

Until the moment when the sun rose on the fourth day, the person sitting like a stone statue suddenly moved!

He raised his hand to caress the sword, his fingertips slid across the edge of the sword, the unparalleled sharp sword never devoured the master, only vibrated under the master's touch, with a low chirp.

Beside him, one of the two cranes sleeping with their necks crossed crossed suddenly moved its neck and woke up.

Then, it broke free from the other crane, paced to Yan Zhenci's side, knelt down, hung its long neck, and wrapped it around Yan Zhenci's neck like a scarf.

The body temperature far hotter than that of ordinary cranes surrounded the words and pillows, and the low cry of the crane became two, one came from the sword, and the other came from the mouth of the crane nestled close to the body.

The movement here woke up the other crane that was still asleep, and that crane also walked over, looking at the companion whose neck was twisted to be softer than a snake, and tried several times to imitate it, but could not succeed , and almost flicked his neck, and couldn't help but fall into the crane's long test.

There are two cranes on the left and one on the right, and one of them is trying to turn itself into a crane cloak to warm the pillow.

The treasure takes shape, and it is estimated that there is only this sword in my hand in the world.

But you would rather turn dead things into life to keep me warm than do this simple thing yourself.

Yan Zhenci laughed at himself, the absurdity in his heart is hard to describe with words.

He immediately closed his eyes.

After three days and three nights, he finally made up his mind.

He stretched out his hand to brush the black-bellied crane, and the crane changed from solid to virtual under his palm, turning into dots of light, suspended in the air for a few breaths, and then poured into the sword on his knee.

At the same moment, holding the sword in his hand, he jumped down.

The wind is hunting, there are mountains that are thousands of feet high, there are clouds that are surging for thousands of miles, and there is a newborn red sun that shoots hundreds of millions of golden lights, sending off the Taoists!