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"By...by..." Mo Youning put all his eggs in one basket and said, "I know that you intend to assassinate the imperial teacher of the dynasty!"

"What did you say?" Xuan Sikong's eyes instantly turned sharp, and when he looked at Mo Youning, he was already murderous.

"I..." Seeing his obvious reaction, Mo Youning thought he had guessed right, so he boldly continued, "If you have no grievances with Nian Siqing, why would he write your name on the fan? And why did you grab my fan?"

And when he was at the inn that day, Mo Youning clearly noticed that Xuan Sikong's expression was obviously a little moved when he saw the fan.

After a moment of silence, Xuan Sikong smiled instead of anger, turned around and walked into the cave.

"Based on this alone, you judge that we have enmity?" Xuan Sikong stopped in front of a raised stone cave, and said casually, "Could it be that I want to find a token to assassinate him?"

In this way, it is indeed unreasonable.Mo Youning was instantly stopped by the question, he lowered his head and thought for a moment before tentatively asking, "Could it be that you snatched Nian Siqing's calligraphy and paintings because they were priceless?"

"Will it?" Xuan Sikong didn't answer, but Xuan Li asked in doubt first.Although he didn't know how much the fan with Nian Siqing's inscription was worth, it would be too far-fetched for the dignified leader to grab something for money, wouldn't it?

"Hahaha, it's really funny!" Xuan Sikong seemed to be pleased, he rarely laughed out loud, and stretched out his hand to turn a raised mechanism somewhere on the stone wall, "I want his calligraphy and paintings, when do I need to grab them?"

Hearing the sound of heavy objects moving suddenly echoed in the cave, a small door was slowly opened from the tightly closed stone walls, revealing a cabinet full of rice paper scrolls inside.

Xuan Sikong lightly raised his sleeves, and all the scrolls of rice paper in the cabinet were blown up into the air by the wind.Mo Youning took a closer look, and it turned out that there were Nian Siqing's calligraphy and paintings, the number of which was even more than what he had seen in the past seven or eight years.

"How come there are so many?" Everyone said that Nian Siqing is hard to find, even if Mo Youning is a prince, if he wants to get Nian Siqing's pen and ink, he still asks for it.

Picked up a scroll from the ground, spread it out and appraised it carefully, with a few pens and inks, it was outlined. The inscription is clear but not thin. It really is Nian Siqing's handwriting

But at the inscription on the lower right, there are two words clearly written: Gu Nian.

"The calligraphy and painting don't look like fakes, but who is Gu Nian?" Mo Youning picked up two or three scrolls in succession after muttering. They were still Nian Siqing's landscape inscriptions, but they were all signed: Gu Nian.

Xuan Li also picked up the rice paper on the ground and took a closer look.He has only seen the folding fan with Nian Siqing's inscription, but he really can't tell whether the handwriting on the paper is from his handwriting.From the perspective of calligraphy alone, it is indeed well written.

"The general will break his halberd to bless the common people, why is there only one sentence?" Inscriptions on poems and essays in the world, there are either eight or four sentences, or at least two sentences, but there is only half a poem on this bare paper, which is actually a ceremony. Confused, "Could it be that the poet couldn't come up with the next sentence, so he put it on hold?"

"How could he not be able to think of the next sentence? It's just that he doesn't want to write or write it elsewhere." Ren Mandi's calligraphy and paintings were thrown casually, Xuan Sikong didn't seem to feel distressed, and glanced at the two of them lightly, "As for the signature, he Originally surnamed Gu, I don’t know why I changed my name to become a national teacher.”

"So that's the case, so I said how could there be someone with the surname Nian." Mo Youning put away the scroll, looked around but couldn't find a place to put it.

A few words written by the national teacher are invaluable, so you can't just throw them on the ground casually like this?Even though the ground is already messed up, a lot has been thrown away.

"Hiding so many calligraphy and paintings of the national teacher, you should be his old acquaintance, right? Could it be..." Mo Youning seemed to think of something, looked up at Xuan Sikong and asked, "Could it be that you like him?"

'boom--'

After the muffled sound, the eight-legged bronze tripod that had been placed in the cave, which could only be surrounded by three adult men, was forcibly split from it, and the crimson liquid in the tripod flowed out and dripped all over the ground.

"Benefactor Xuan..." Xuanli wanted to ask if the liquid in the cauldron was blood, but when he saw Xuan Sikong's eyes, he was overwhelmed by his aura for the first time.

"Oh? Like him?" Xuan Sikong squinted his phoenix eyes, gradually becoming murderous, and curled his lips into a sneer, his gloomy voice would be terrifying to anyone who heard it. "How do you like it, and what if you don't like it?"

"You, what are you doing here?" Knowing that Xuan Sikong was angered, seeing him slowly walking towards him step by step, Mo Youning suddenly became timid, and wanted to run out of the cave with Xuan Li.

It's a pity that the two haven't eaten for a long time, and with Xuan Sikong's lightness skills, how could it be possible for him to run out?With a little effort, the scattered bronze fragments in the cave passed by Mo Youning's ears, blocking the exit of the cave.

There was no way to retreat, even though Mo Youning was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and face Xuan Sikong, "If you say a few words, you will be moody, what the hell are you trying to do?"

"Oh? Now I remember that I'm the devil." He walked slowly, but the cave was only that big, and he was in front of the two within a few steps. "In my opinion, you also like this little monk, right? "

"...What are you going to do?" Hearing this, Mo Youning was completely scared.

"Mo benefactor, calm down." Mo Youning's hand was gripped tightly by Mo Youning, and it was painful. Knowing that he must be afraid, he softly comforted him, "He won't do anything, don't worry."

... At least, he shouldn't do anything to Mo Youning.

That's why Xuan Li was so calm, slowly holding Mo Youning's hand, trying not to make him shake so badly.

"What are you doing, what do you think?" With about half a meter away from them, Xuan Sikong stood still and seemed to be looking at them, as if looking at two dying playthings, "If this monk dies, how can you tell me again?" Like, what's the use?"

"Don't, don't touch him!" The consolation of the proclaiming ceremony has no effect, the little prince who was fearless in the past now tastes the taste of fear, and his body really trembles.

But the person who frightened him didn't have the slightest intention to stop, he slowly raised his hand to pick up a small stone, and flicked his fingers——

The bronze fragments blocking the entrance of the cave were knocked away by the boy's flying body, and the debris flew past his eyes, and the air was instantly filled with a fishy and sweet smell.

He stared wide-eyed at the boy's body being knocked out from beside him, and his tense hands were forced to separate.When the body landed on the ground, the boy still had a smile on his face, staring at him with starry eyes, slowly getting closer.

No more sound.

Her throat was choked, as if something had blocked her voice completely.Xuan Li stared intently, staring at the limp body that had been flying four or five meters before hitting the rock wall and then fell to the ground. It took him a long time to find his voice——

"Mo Yuning!"

The roar that broke through the blockage in the throat almost with all his strength, Xuan Li never thought that he could make such a sound, and almost hurt his eardrums.

However, Mo Youning still failed to wake up.

"My name is Mo... Meng... Tianji! Yes, Meng Tianji!"

"Why don't you come with me? You and I already know each other, so we can definitely get along."

"Well, there must be someone who is reconciled first. Let's wrestle the wrists, and whoever loses will apologize, how about it?"

"I kneel down to heaven and earth, then kneel down to my father and brother, and then kneel down to you. If you think about it, it should be like this when someone else gets married. I'm considered comprehensive in this life."

Thinking back to the words and sentences he said before, I actually remembered them clearly.Xuanli walked to his side with difficulty, his body swayed and his knees softened and he knelt down.

Along the way, he joked and joked with him, and the eyes of those who were obedient to him in every possible way were closed, their breath was weak, and their lives were hanging by a thread.

"Please," said the voice very weakly, but extremely firmly, "help him."

"Oh? You Buddhist disciples should have no desires, but you actually say such things?" Looking at them, Xuan Sikong still looked unkind and unmoved, and even his voice was extremely indifferent, "What are you asking for?"

"From now on, I can do whatever you want me to do." Clearly aware of the consequences of saying this, Adhan still said it clearly.

"Anything is fine?" Xuan Sikong lowered his eyes and looked at him contemptuously, "Even if I let you eat meat and drink, kill people and set fires, worship me as a teacher, and learn some tricks to hurt people?"

Hearing this, the Xuanli was silent for two seconds.

He straightened his body, supported Xuan Sikong with his hands a little bit, and kowtowed three times, "Master, please be respectful."