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Before dawn the next morning, Yin Yixiao picked up the confused Lu Feixue and said, "A few days ago I found out the weakness of that emperor, and the key point was the silk book. Today I will find someone to decipher the silk book, you Go find a way to get an army, the number does not need to be large, five hundred will do. The important thing is that they are skilled, simple-minded, and willing to obey you and me wholeheartedly."

Lu Feixue grabbed Yin Yixiao's arm: "Then where can you find someone who can decipher the silk script?"

"Don't worry about it. Remember, as long as there are 500 people, neither more nor less."

Lu Feixue said, "Can't we do these things together?"

Yin Yi smiled and pursed his lips, and only said: "There is no time." He turned his head and left.

"No time... what do you mean?"

Lu Feixue looked out of the window, the sky just turned pale.

……

Lu Feixue changed into worn clothes and walked on the street bowed, looking around, thinking for a whole morning, but couldn't figure out how to find a good army of 500 people.

"Amitabha, benefactor, judging by your appearance and clothes, you probably haven't eaten for many days. Today is just in time for our Jinshan Temple to open a warehouse for relief. If you don't mind the meager meal, why don't you come to the temple to have a good meal?"

Lu Feixue looked up, and it turned out to be the little master from Jinshan Temple.

"It's you?"

The little monk was suspicious for a moment, but before he could react, Lu Feixue dragged him into the temple, looked around, and found a woodshed.

"Little master, do you still recognize me?"

The little monk took a closer look, "It looks familiar. I don't know who you are?"

"Lu Feixue."

The little monk backed away with surprise on his face, "You... aren't you wanted? Why are you still in the capital!"

Lu Feixue went over and covered the little monk's mouth, "Hush, listen to me. Do you still remember the jade bamboo I entrusted to you last time?"

The little monk suddenly realized, "The bamboo was stolen. I was drugged and I didn't know anything!"

Lu Feixue said: "I won't ask you for that thing anymore. As long as you have a way to find me five hundred strong monks now, I won't pursue this matter with you."

The little monk frowned, "Are you threatening me with this?"

"So what?"

The little monk said: "But the abbot saved you!"

Lu Feixue said: "This matter is related to the fate of the country. You find me five hundred strong monks. When I become emperor, the first imperial order is to renovate your temple from inside to outside."

The little monk stared even wider: "You want to usurp the throne!"

"Shh!"

The little monk was in a dilemma for a while, "I can't take charge of such a big matter, so please go and discuss it with the abbot."

After thinking about it, Lu Feixue said, "Then take me to see him quickly."

"The benefactor comes with me."

Lu Feixue followed the young monk to the apse and met the abbot.

"Abbot, do you have time to catch up with Xiaosheng?"

The abbot opened his eyes, "Amitabha, as I said, if there is a cause, there will be an effect. Now, it is time."

Lu Feixue walked over, but before she could speak, the door closed behind her.

"Did the benefactor come for something important?"

Lu Feixue sat on the ground, "I've come to this point, I'll just say that a treasure I entrusted to your temple was lost by you. Now, I want five hundred strong monks to use as troops."

The abbot frowned slightly, "Five hundred? For what?"

"Forcing the palace."

The abbot's fingertips trembled slightly, "This matter... this matter cannot be done. Jinshan Temple is a sacred place of Buddhism. It has no disputes with the world and will not participate in disputes between powerful and powerful people."

Lu Feixue said: "I also know that you are in trouble. Jinshan Temple relies on the current emperor's funding, and receives a large amount of incense money every year. If someone from your temple forces the palace to lose, then you will all be ruined."

The abbot gritted his teeth, "What does the benefactor want to say?"

"There are so many disciples in your monastery, five hundred is nothing. As long as I put on the clothes of the Imperial Guard, who would know whose soldier I am leading?"

The abbot stopped talking.

"Master, although the love you owe me is not as good as the love you owed me, but it is your duty to do good. If you owe me love, you will eventually have to pay it back."

"you……"

Lu Feixue kowtowed three times to the abbot, "Master, don't worry too much. I have already sent someone to infiltrate the palace to study it carefully. The detailed plan has already been prepared. The only thing that is missing is the troops in the capital. I hope you will give me some help." Help."

Lu Feixue waited for a while, and the abbot finally said: "The Lu family helped me a lot at Jinshan Temple back then, but now the emperor is indeed ruthless and poisonous, killing countless people. If so..."

"Abbot, what do you mean?"

The abbot nodded, helped Lu Feixue up, and handed him a cup of tea.

"Oh, thank you abbot!"

……

Lu Feixue took care of five hundred elite soldiers, but Yin Yixiao made no progress.

"What is written in this silk scroll..."

Yin Yixiao looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late, so he had no choice but to get on his horse and drive back.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, Yin Yixiao hurriedly put the silk book into his bosom, and rode his horse back against the wind.

Who would have thought that the wind would change direction from time to time, and it would be dark in a short while, Yin Yixiao hadn't walked back yet, but was lost on an unknown road.

"Damn..."

Unable to go back, he could only find a place to avoid the evil wind, Yin Yixiao led his horse to the bottom of a hillside, barely recovered.

"Where did this evil wind come from?"

Yin Yixiao's body was cold, and a sudden stabbing pain came from his abdomen, intertwined with the cold, the pain made him almost faint on the ground.

"This poison is only released now? I knew I would bring sheep blood..."

Yin Yixiao took out the medicine given by Boss Wang from his bosom, looked carefully, and suddenly a cloud of blood rushed up his throat, and he spat all over the floor with a "wow".

After Yin Yixiao vomited blood, he passed out and woke up after a while.

"This is……"

Yin Yixiao opened his eyes and looked around, remembering that he was hiding here to avoid the wind, so he hurried to find a water source to wash off the blood on his face, and hurried back while there was no wind.

Fortunately, the horse was a good horse, and when the city gate was about to close and was crowded, Yin Yixiao rode the horse and squeezed into the city.

Yin Yixiao returned to the backyard of the Lu Mansion clutching his aching abdomen, tied up the horse and hurried to another courtyard, found the lamb and hugged it into his arms, put the medicine in his mouth, and sipped at the lamb.

The lamb screamed for a while, Yin Yixiao let go of it, wiped his mouth, went into the room and lay down.

Lu Feixue just returned to the other courtyard of the Lu Mansion. When he walked to the door, he saw traces of blood on the neck of the lamb, staining the wool red. He opened the door and shouted, "I even bought you food. I didn't expect you to eat the lamb yourself." Blood sleeps first."

Yin Yixiao looked up and saw that it was Lu Feixue who asked casually: "How is the strength of the troops?"

Lu Feixue went over with a piece of chicken leg in his arms, "Do you remember that Jinshan Temple? I borrowed five hundred monks from them, how about it?"

"Okay you!"

Yin Yixiao happened to be hungry, so he gnawed on the chicken leg.

Lu Feixue watched from the side with a slight smile, "I brought this chicken leg from Jinshan Temple. They opened a warehouse for relief today. There are only two meat dishes, and I bought one."

Yin Yi gave him a white look with a smile, "You also grab food from monks and poor people."