The ghosts all ran away.

If you don't borrow willow branches, you can't use magic to change your hair.

Standing alone outside Dong'an Temple, Lingran looked at the high and protruding mounds of the Shaoling Plateau and thought to himself, could it be that my young master has all-powerful abilities, except that he can change his body in a big or small way at will, but he can't change his appearance?

No, he refused.

He took out from his bosom the scroll of paintings that Xiao Qiniang had left in the room last night.Since a scorpion can change according to the appearance in the painting, I am sure I can too.

Thinking of this in his heart, he felt that his physical appearance had really changed in an instant.When he stretched out his hand again, his skin was as white as fat.

It's just that this hand...isn't it a little small? !

Lingran had a bad premonition in her heart.He hastily tugged on the white monk robe, which is too loose now.

Then I went to the water's edge to take a quick look at the shadow, and as expected, a head of beautiful hair like a waterfall grew out, but her face became the appearance of Miss Zhong in the painting, as charming as a spring flower.

This... this is not necessary!

He found the pendant with great difficulty. Does he have to become a girl again? !

Lingran only felt that the smoldering fire in her heart was bursting out again.

Ever since he met Comrade Dalang, his bad luck has never turned around.

To make matters worse, his Alteration spell, like other spells, is sometimes ineffective.He squatted by the water and rubbed his face desperately, almost tore the skin, but he didn't change into a man again, so he had to hurry back along Dongdong'an Temple with his monk's robe.

With today's appearance, I really can't go to the palace to report!I don't know if the official surnamed Li will come, and how he will explain it.

As soon as Lingran raised her feet, she found that even the straw shoes had fallen off, and her bare feet were tender, but they were too small.

Here, what can we do?Do I want to wear this painted skin, my lord?Lingran scratched his head.

He looked at the picture scroll for a long while, recalling it carefully.He just turned into this with a thought just now. Could it be that as long as there is a painting, he can change into the person in the painting at will?

He thought so, and he did so.

Picking up a dead branch, he began to draw on the ground.

Anyway, this time I have to be a man, and I have to have hair.

He fiddled with the person in the painting on the ground, concentrating on meditating, change, change, watch me change 72 times!

After a while, he really turned into the sand painting, with his hair blown behind his ears like a wild horse's mane.

It just looks a little crude.

Lingran returned to the water's edge and finally breathed a sigh of relief.It's okay, just be a man.

After all this delay, when he Chi Ai Ai walked out of the suburbs to go to Chang'an City, it was obviously past time.

There were more and more people on the street, Lingran went to Dongshi to find some meat buns for herself, and ate them as she walked.Passers-by on the road backed away when they saw him, and even the owner of the bun shop didn't dare to look him in the eyes when he took the copper coin.

...My lord, do I look scary?

Lingran didn't know what he looked like right now, what he saw in the water was only a rough image, and he was surprised.

He walked to the gate of the official yamen, just like yesterday, waiting there not far away.

Today, the official office is quiet, and there is not a single official.

Lingrankong waited for half an hour before strolling aimlessly along the road in a trance.I thought in my heart, this trip was inexplicable, it should not be a Mao, and I would not be able to go to the palace, even Comrade Dalang was lost.

Hey, why did he think of that snake? !

Lose it, lose that shameless guy!

Lingran was angry and decided to visit the old monk Mingxi in the prison.

Yesterday at the banquet, although he had a bad chat with that kind of official, he found some clues.

It turned out that in this time and space, the monk who committed the crime was different from ordinary criminals. He would not be detained in Yongzhou Mansion, but directly entered Dali Temple.

The mechanism of Dali Temple also appeared earlier than the history books. [Note] Lingran took a stroll, then walked towards Dali Temple.

He activated the search function in his eyes again, and under the GPS navigation, he finally arrived at Xiju Lane in Chang'an City.

Outside Dali Temple, people in red official robes can be seen from a distance, with horses galloping past them constantly.

Lingran was looking up when he suddenly heard a whistle, which was exactly the one he heard in Dongshi restaurant yesterday.

He hurriedly looked up, but saw a young man with a vigorous face and a crown like jade, riding a horse and passing by him.

Lingran coughed twice, covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve, but the dust still choked her eyes.Before he could rub the sand out of his eyes, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling of being grabbed by his collar.

Lingran was instantly alert.

He looked up, and sure enough, he saw that the young man who had gone away turned his horse's head for some reason, and was sitting high on the horse's back at the moment, with his upper body leaning forward and grabbing his collar with one hand.Looking at him with cold eyebrows, he asked coldly, "How did you escape from the prison?"

Ling Ran was shocked.

"This official, we don't know each other well, so don't talk nonsense!"

"Hehe, you're still stubborn!" The young man's eyebrows and eyes became more and more disdainful, and he immediately grabbed him and threw him on the horse's back, face down, with his buttocks pouted, and threw him behind him.

Lingran struggled, only to find that her body's acupoints had been hit, so she could only lie on the horse.

As soon as the horse's back was bumped, he was in danger of falling at any time.

He shouted loudly, "Why are you so unreasonable?"

The young man ignored him and rushed towards the Dali Temple.The door was open, other officials in front of the door got off their horses one after another, only this young man took the lead and rode straight into the inner garden.

When people around saw him, they hurriedly turned sideways to avoid him.

I don't know who this person is from?Lingran thought dazedly, how could she be so unlucky to be arrested when she went out!I am afraid that he is not compatible with the Tang government.

The sound of hooves finally stopped.

The young man swung his stirrups off his horse, grabbed Lingran's collar, carried it with one hand, and thumped into the inner room.

Then with a bang, Lingran was thrown to the ground.

Lingran fell all over the place, only the sound of footsteps could be heard in her ears.A group of officials entered the room one after another, and paid homage to the young man, "I see the prince!"

"Siqing is not here, you are just fishing for fish one by one! Let's see, what did you do wrong?!"

The young man kicked on the chair with one foot, held a cup of hot tea in his hand, and reprimanded angrily: "If the king hadn't been out on errands and bumped into this gangster, he would have run away! What's more annoying, this fellow After escaping from the prison, you openly walked outside my Dali Temple, looking like a fool, isn't it a provocation to our Tang army?!"

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly turned over Lingran who was lying on the ground dog gnawing mud.

Lingran's face was dusty, fuck, the bun that she combed so hard with her old nose also fell apart.

Her long hair was messy on the side of her face, her body was hot, and she had scratched and scratched a lot of skin.It couldn't be worse!

Lingran couldn't see what she looked like now, but heard everyone gasp.

Lingran blinked.

The next moment, the rope was wrapped around his neck, and he was tied up, and he was lifted by the collar again, and thrown behind him like catching a chicken.

Everyone waved their long sleeves and knelt down to apologize to the young prince.

The young prince waved his hand and said with a frown, "Put this person down quickly! I have other matters to discuss with you."

Then someone came out, twisting the arms bound by the Lingran rope and pushing them out.

Lingran was in a hurry, and opened his mouth to call for help, "What kind of robbers, I am a serious man, my surname is Su..."

Before he could finish speaking, a stinky soft cloth was suddenly stuffed into his mouth.

Lingran didn't know what it was, almost stinky tears came down.

When he was being pushed away by everyone, the last thing he heard was that the young man was sighing, "It's so easy yesterday that the Yongzhou Mansion under the king recommended a national teacher to be elected, saying that he can enter Nanyuan today." As a result, Li Lang still hasn't finished this errand..."

Lingran shouted in her heart, that's my young master!Far away in the sky, close in front of your eyes, you blind dog prince!

However, he can't speak now, his hands and feet are tied, and his eyes are suddenly dark again. Someone covered him with a black cloth, and he was thrown into the imperial prison of Dali Temple in a daze.

This damned spiritual power is not effective from time to time, so that he can't even break free from the shackles of mortals!

Lingran regretted for the nth time in her heart, why wasted time in Jiange, and couldn't even protect herself.

Still too careless, no, Da Lang should be blamed!

If it wasn't for the black snake that fought with him last night until dawn, he wouldn't have exhausted his spiritual power, and now he can only be slaughtered.

While resentful, Lingran twisted her body uncomfortably.

There was still darkness in front of him, but the black blindfold seemed to have been taken away.

He groped for a long time, vigorously agitated his teeth, and threw out the smelly soft cloth with his tongue.

Then it took another three breaths before his eyes got used to the darkness here.

He held his breath and tried his best to investigate, trying to figure out how bad the environment he was in right now was.What he saw was a dark and damp water dungeon. The lower half of his body was soaked in water. It may be because it was too cold, and his limbs didn't even feel the slightest bit.

Move slightly to stir the dull sound of water.

In the sound of water, there was faintly the rattling sound of chains.

The tips of his ears moved.The sound of the chains passing across the surface of the water rustled into my ears.

"Who?"

After a while, an old voice sounded. "Amitabha! Who are you, benefactor, and what have you committed to bring you here?"

It's a monk!

Ling Ran raised her eyebrows, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Dare to ask Master?"

The voice of the old monk came again. "The poor monk's name is Mingxi."

This is really nowhere to be found in iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

Lingran lifted his spirits and shouted, "You are the abbot of that Dong'an Temple?!"

Mingxi was obviously stunned for a moment, and then answered after a while, "I really can't think of it, it has been ten years. I don't know how the benefactor found out the identity of the old monk?"

I'm here for you!

"Little monk, I come from the country of Wa, and my master's name is empty."

The old monk Mingxi was silent for a long time before he said, "My old friend from 20 years ago."

Lingran smiled and touched the tip of her nose.Said, "That's not true! Master told the little monk to come to Chang'an to find you before the master sat down. I didn't expect you to be here!"

"After so many years, did Master Kongji actually sit down?" The old monk Mingxi laughed miserably, causing a series of jingling and clanging of the chains.

Although Lingran had only met that cheap Japanese master once, she was sad for a moment when she thought of her empty and drooping face in that dimly lit afternoon.

"Ahem, great monk, what is going on with your case? That Miss Zhong..."

Don't you really take a fancy to the beauty of other girls, right?

That Miss Zhong is really beautiful!

Lingran thought secretly, then coughed twice. "Is that girl a human or a ghost? Why did she die twice?"

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【Note】The name of Dali Temple is actually inherited from the Northern Qi Dynasty, and it already existed in the early Tang Dynasty.Thirteen does not study, please forgive him.Hahahahahaha

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