The witch doctor's character can't be broken

Zhu Zikuo was still a little top-heavy, his mind was muddled, and it took him a long time to open his eyes.

He looked around blankly, his gaze swept over the faces of Meng Longtan and Chen Qiwen one by one, and stopped on the old monk Huijing.

"you you……"

Like a thunderbolt flashed in his mind, he recalled the scene of the monk preaching the Dharma in the illusion, and said in horror: "You are the one who harmed me!"

Huijing was neither happy nor sad, fixedly looking at him, turned around and disappeared.

This glance contains a lot of deep meaning, but it seems that there is nothing.The onlookers couldn't see clearly, but Zhu Zikuo felt a little disappointed.

Who is this person?

Confused in his heart, his body was extremely sore due to excessive indulgence and fright, he leaned on the pillar to take a deep breath, and then looked at the young man in white who was sitting upright.

"Who is this?"

Seeing his pale face and sweaty forehead, Meng Longtan felt sorry for him and at the same time was annoyed at his indiscretion, so his tone was not as affectionate as before: "This is Chen Sheng's friend, Dr. Xinglin."

Zhu Zikuo looked at him carefully again, seeing that he was born with peerless beauty, he took a light breath.

But good looks does not mean good medical skills, doctors still need to be old to rest assured.Zhu Zikuo didn't dare to let him see the doctor, fearing that he would see the clues, so he changed the subject abruptly: "What time is it now?"

"It's not past noon yet." Meng Longtan reached out to help him and let him sit on the futon.

"How many days have passed since we came to this temple?"

"One night."

Zhu Zikuo was startled, he spent three or four days with Xiaohuan in that illusion, and only spent one night outside.

He used to hear "Huangliang Dream" and only thought it was absurd. How could the yellow Liang rice outside be cooked after a lifetime had passed in the dream.But now it was his turn, and he couldn't help but not believe it.

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain the night when he disappeared, but seeing that Meng Sheng and others did not pursue him, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

Han San bought food and came back, all wrapped in lotus leaves, when he saw Zhu Zikuo when he entered the door, he paused slightly.

Passing the lotus leaf bag to Chen Qiwen as if nothing had happened, Han San whispered: "It's time for the prince to come out of the palace."

None of the people in this temple seemed simple, and the prince's body was a thousand pieces of gold, so he couldn't come here to take risks.Even if it is really necessary to track down the murderer who abducted the prince, that is the matter of the Habayashi Army, and the majestic King Xuan should not come and take the risk to investigate in person.

Chen Qiwen divided the meal and handed a pot of water to the doctor to continue drinking, "Sir, moisten your throat."

He intuited that the doctor would not eat these things.

The doctor took the water bag and didn't drink it, but Chen Qiwen was still a little unexplainably happy.He dragged Han San out of the hall, his steps were as light as if he hadn't slept all night.

"My identity has not yet been found out, and you can't feel at ease with the prince."

Han San was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"I don't want to go back to the palace anymore." Chen Qiwen looked back at the young man in white clothes like snow, "If you are worried, you can also send someone to watch me."

King Xuan had an ambiguous attitude towards Chen Sheng, Han San didn't dare to be the master of this, and only agreed to report his intentions.

"Everything is good for food and clothing in the palace, and you are willing to do it?"

"I want to follow Mr. Doctor."

Han San looked at the outstanding young man and sighed in his heart.

After noon, a carriage from Prince Xuan's Mansion went up the mountain.

Shen Yulin was driving the car, followed by well-equipped and brave Forbidden Army on both sides.

Looking at the situation, Chen Qiwen knew that King Xuan was still here in person.He stepped forward and cupped his hands, seeing that the soft gold-woven curtain was partly opened, he said: "It's windy on the mountain, the prince should not come down."

The curtain hung down again and was swayed by the mountain wind.

Seeing that King Xuan didn't intend to come out, Chen Qiwen was relieved.The doctor's appearance is peerless, if Zhao Ji takes a fancy to him, I don't know what will happen.

"Qiwen, this king is here to pick you up."

Zhao Ji's voice was a little tired, Chen Qiwen said hesitantly: "Xiaosheng...don't want to go back to the palace anymore."

The people inside were silent for a long time, and suddenly they lifted the curtain, revealing Zhao Ji's dark eye circles: "Why?"

He seemed to have stayed up all night, and Chen Qiwen guessed that there was some dispute with the emperor, so he lowered his head and softened his attitude.

Zhao Ji persistently asked: "Why?"

Chen Qiwen didn't want to speak out, bit his lips and said, "There is no freedom in the house."

Zhao Ji was startled, and fell to the ground with Shen Yulin's support.

"How do you want to be free? You read the Four Books and Five Classics, and obtained fame, just for the sake of freedom?"

His tone was calm and soothing, and there was no anger on his face.

Chen Qiwen sighed, and said frankly: "Xiaosheng is not good for Longyang."

Zhao Ji's eyes widened. His curly and slender eyelashes trembled, making his round eyes even more charming.

"Who, who loves Long Yang!"

He clasped his chest to calm down the shock, "This king sees you as pitiful, and also likes your literary talent. You...you are really nasty!"

Chen Qiwen saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, so he didn't care much about being called "dirty".

"Xiaosheng is guilty, I hope the prince will be lenient."

In broad daylight, in front of many imperial guards, falsely accusing the majestic prince of having a penchant for cutting off his sleeves, this is a crime that will be sent to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

Zhao Ji glared at him angrily, seeing that he had a petite figure, delicate features, and a hint of a daughter, and suddenly blushed.

"My lord?" Chen Qiwen looked up at him.

Zhao Ji coughed and said seriously: "I heard you said that there are strange things in this temple. This king brought the forbidden army to encircle and suppress the thieves."

thief...

Chen Qiwen glanced at Zhu Sheng who was standing respectfully at the gate of the temple, standing side by side with Meng Longtan, and didn't know how to explain it to Zhao Ji.

Shen Yulin frowned when he saw his embarrassed expression: "Please go and find out."

Zhao Ji nodded in agreement, and Shen Yulin led a team of Forbidden Army masters into the temple with a murderous look. When he saw the young man leaning leisurely by the door frame, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yixuan looked back at him indifferently, then turned his gaze to Zhao Ji and Chen Qiwen.

The two match unexpectedly.

Chen Qiwen whispered about Zhu Zikuo to Zhao Ji, regardless of whether he believed it or not, and said in a low voice: "The old monk is weird, we must find him out."

"I'm afraid he lured Zhu Juren there on purpose." Zhao Ji tapped his fingers on his palm.

He himself has experienced extremely weird and weird things, so how could he question Chen Qiwen.It's just that Zhu Zikuo is just an ordinary exam candidate, why is it him?

Unable to come up with a clue, Zhao Ji put it aside and waited for Shen Yulin's result.

Shen Yulin searched inside, but found no trace of anyone living there, proving that what the "temporary resident" monk Huijing said was not true.

But other than that, there are no other clues.

The doubts all belonged to Hui Jing, Zhao Ji ordered Zhang Bang to arrest this person, and then set his sights on Zhu Zikuo.

He is a famous candidate, but also a sufferer.Zhao Ji pondered for a moment, and ordered the guards to send the two of them to Jing Zhaoyin.

After all, he is just an idle clan, and it is not good to interfere too much.Zhao Ji sighed and raised his hand to press his forehead.

"If you don't go back to the palace, where are you going to settle down?"

Chen Qiwen said: "I don't know either."

He appeared in Tiantai County together with King Xuan, this doubt has not been cleared up, the emperor will not let him slip out of his nose.But the doctor is traveling all over the world, it doesn't look like he will stay in the capital for a long time...

It gets dark early in winter, and after all this tossing, it's already dusk.

Shen Yulin was studying the weird wall, and the guards lit torches and guarded His Highness King Xuan.

Zhao Ji tightened his cloak for Chen Qiwen, a little worried for him: "You don't know where to go, why can't you stay in the palace for a few more days?"

"I want to follow a gentleman."

Zhao Ji is not a cruel prince, he has never done evil things to fish and meat common people, although he has the arrogance of some clan children, he is generally a very easy-going and tolerant person.Chen Qiwen dispelled his doubts about breaking his sleeves, he no longer had any grudges against him, and was willing to tell the truth.

"What kind of person would make you give up even the wealth and honor of Prince Xuan's Mansion?" Zhao Ji felt a little upset and looked at him with a frown.

Chen Qiwen laughed, and turned his head to look for the doctor's figure.

The imperial guards stood in front of the temple gate, each of them holding a torch, which was as bright as the day.Chen Qiwen was somewhat night-blind, but he could see the clothes on everyone's body clearly. When he looked closely at each of them, there was no tall and straight young man with the color of snow.

"ah!"

He was suspicious of the doctor and left without saying goodbye, grabbed a torch in a hurry, looked at the vast night but didn't know where to chase.

Zhao Ji saw that he was full of loneliness, and asked cautiously: "But what happened?"

"Doctor... Young Master..."

Chen Qiwen felt a pain in his head, he clutched his forehead and couldn't speak.Zhao Ji grabbed his shoulders and wanted to ask again, but saw Shen Yulin rushing over.

"My lord, that weird boy in white jumped into the wall and disappeared!"

"Mr. Doctor!"

Chen Qiwen pushed Zhao Ji away and walked towards the temple.

Pushed by him, Zhao Ji staggered, and supported Shen Yulin's arm to stand still.He raised his hand to stop Shen Yulin's scolding, and asked, "What can you see on the wall?"

Shen Yulin shook his head, "I'm a lowly worker, I'm afraid I need to send someone else to look at it."

Zhao Ji hesitated for a moment, "I'm going to have a look."

"My lord, no!" Shen Yulin knelt down on the ground.

With so many forbidden soldiers, it should be fine.Zhao Ji looked at the empty ancient temple and walked inside.He is a prince, a descendant of the Tian family, ghosts and gods should run away when they encounter him.

Shen Yulin had no choice but to get up from the ground and chase after him.

Even the emperor can't handle His Royal Highness Xuan Wang, let alone his mere captain of Zhongqi.

Zhao Ji was raised in the imperial city since he was a child, and the only time he left Beijing was unconsciously.People in the palace love to recite Buddhist scriptures and copy scriptures, and he followed suit, and occasionally went to Huguo Temple after the mansion was built.

I am used to the majestic style of Huguo Temple, but when I look at this dilapidated wild temple in the mountains, I feel that there are ghosts everywhere.Hearing the orderly footsteps behind him, Zhao Ji knew that Shen Yulin was leading a group of imperial troops, so he swaggered forward and maintained the dignity of the royal family.

Zhao Ji walked into the courtyard and suddenly asked, "What is this?"

Shen Yulin glanced at his finger, "This is Zen Master Zhigong. His lay surname is Zhu. He was an eminent monk in the Southern Dynasties."

Zhao Ji took another look at the bird-claw-like hands and feet, "It doesn't look very compassionate."

It sounds disrespectful to accuse monks of being unmerciful in a Buddhist temple.It's just that the one who said this was His Royal Highness Xuan Wang, and it was an uninhabited wild temple, so no one would say anything.

Shen Yulin took a look at the portrait of Zhigong, and was deeply impressed by the prince's words.

The expression of eyebrows and eyes is indeed less compassionate.

The hall is lit with thick butter wax, which is very bright.Seeing Chen Qiwen standing by the wall, Zhao Ji hurriedly stepped towards him.

"Qiwen."

Chen Qiwen turned around, "Why did the prince come in, it's not safe here."

Zhao Ji waved his hands, seeing that the Buddha was still enshrined in the main hall, he clasped his hands together and bowed, "It's okay for me to bring people with me."

Chen Qiwen put half of the lemongrass in his hand into his arms, and said: "Don't move around, and call someone if there is anything wrong."

Seeing him being so careful, Zhao Ji was moved, but also cautious: "This king knows."

Chen Qiwen remembered that he was hanging on the diphtheria, and then turned his head to look at the wall, looking for a familiar figure through the misty clouds.

This time it was not as easy as last night, as if the people in the painting had made preparations and refused to be visited by the outside world.Chen Qiwen didn't give up, and compared it to his memory, he read it bit by bit.

Shen Yulin suddenly said: "Where is the prince uncomfortable?"

Turning his head, Chen Qiwen was startled when he saw a rash appear on Zhao Jiyubai's face.

"What kind of poison is this!"

Shen Yulin supported the crumbling King Xuan, reached out to take out the lemongrass, and threw it on the ground.

When they came in to investigate, they didn't see anything unusual on the wall, so they didn't know the function of the lemongrass.When Chen Qiwen saw the blades of grass scattered on the ground, he felt his heart twitch.

"It's hit!"

He rushed over to pull Zhao Ji's arm, but he didn't even touch a single finger.

"My lord!"