Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

Chapter 92 Vulnerability
"nothing"

Jiang Sile forced a smile, and nodded reassuringly at A Yishi.

This is, Jiang Sile suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, did you see the sword in my hand when we were leaving?"

When he woke up, Jiang Sile found that the prop wooden sword was missing.

This is a rare tool for her to deal with Princess Anle, Jiang Sile is quite concerned about it.

"sword?"

Ah Yi showed doubts on his face.

"Yes, a wooden sword. There may be blood on it..."

Jiang Sile gestured with his hand, the sword was only as long as his arm.

She turned her head and found Ah Yi with a dazed face, not knowing what she was talking about.

Seeing this, Jiang Sile couldn't help frowning.

She eagerly grabbed Ah Yishi's arm and asked:

"You didn't see that sword?"

Facing Jiang Sile's question, Ah Yi replied very sincerely: "Indeed not."

As he spoke, he told Jiang Sile what he saw.

"At that time, you seemed to be possessed. Holding a candlestick in your hand, you gestured towards the void."

Ah Yishi viciously blamed all this on the old monk who was insane, and said: "It must be the monk's fault."

Jiang Sile only heard that sentence: "Holding a candlestick in his hand, he gestured towards the void."

Candlestick?

What candlestick?
Jiang Sile carefully recalled the scene at that time, at that time - she had never touched the candlestick!
She was very sure of her memory, and repeatedly confirmed to Ah Yi: "Is it really a candlestick? What kind of style? How big is it?"

Ah Yishi gestured and said, "The bronze one is about the size of a palm."It's quite old, and it was thrown into the ground with a broken corner...'

Listening to Ah Yishi's detailed description, Jiang Sile fell into deep thought.

She faintly believed A Yishi's words.

rare……

Was it all her fantasy?
And that candle smoke is some kind of chemical she doesn't know?
As a person who has been tempered by modern strange information, Jiang Sile only felt a little uncomfortable, and quickly accepted this setting.

Isn't it virtual reality?
Isn't it because I may be mentally split~
It's a small meaning, which of the protagonists at the starting point is not mentally ill.strike out—

"Follow me to Qingyang Temple again."

Jiang Sile's eyes suddenly lit up, with starlight shining in his eyes.

If you want to verify all this, it is very simple, go to Qingyang Temple again.

All mysteries will eventually be solved.

Seeing Jiang Sile's pale but excited look, Ah Yi felt a little embarrassed.

He really didn't want to go to that damn place again.

"Anle, Anle, let's forget it..."

After what happened this morning, Ah Yishi was a little terrified, he pulled Jiang Sile's arm to dissuade him.

"No, I must know the cause of all this."

Jiang Sile flatly refused.

When she turned her head to look at Ah Yi, she didn't want to embarrass him.

"Just ask someone to accompany me. If you don't want to, I... that's fine."

A tingling pain crossed Ah Yishi's face, he lowered his voice, and leaned close to Jiang Sile like a puppy that just fell into the water.

"I'll accompany you."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I will protect you."

A Yishi lowered his head and solemnly promised Jiang Sile that it would be the same as before.

Those eyes were as firm as iron, yet tender as spring water.

Hundreds of steelmaking eventually become soft around the fingers.

……

Qingyang Temple

From noon to evening classes, Yuanli was always smiling, and the monks were very surprised.

What happened to the host today?
Even if you see a nobleman, you won't be so happy, right?
The crowd whispered in the center, but their expressions remained silent.

Those who should eat vegetables still eat vegetables, and those who should do evening classes do evening classes.

Yuan Yi is ten years younger than Fang Li, and the latest to start.

Seeing the nobleman this morning, he went to bed late and missed it.The young novice monks around him are very treacherous, and they all don't call him.

After he rushed over panting, the nobleman had already left.

But among the monks of the Yuanzi generation, he is the only one with the best temperament, he doesn't get angry overnight, and he can say a few words to anyone.

"Brother, what happened to this?"

Yuanyi followed behind Yuanli with a smile, Yuanli went to the main hall of the Buddhist hall, and he followed to the main hall of the Buddhist hall.

"Don't say it, don't say it."

Yuan Li's face was full of smiles, but his mouth was extremely strict.

Seeing his gesture, Yuan Yi curled her lips.

"If you don't say it, then don't say it. Hey, what else can I hide from my junior brother?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Yuanyi left, shaking the long sleeves of her monk's robe.

When she was on the way from the temple gate to the Buddhist hall, Yuanyi was stopped by a man and a woman.

This woman looked sickly, her complexion was as pale as paper, and her figure was thin.When the wind blows, she can be blown away, Yuan Yi thought to herself: I don't know how she managed to get to the Qingyang Temple on the mountain.

The man was tall and strong, but his complexion was not good, his face was cold, and his eyes were cold.

That woman is Jiang Sile.

She stopped Yuanyi and asked, "Little master, where is your presiding master Yuanli?"

Yuan Yi glanced at the woman, clasped his hands together, and said after saluting: "My brother is at the main hall of the Buddhist hall, do you want the poor monk to take all the benefactors there?"

"Well, thank you, master."

Jiang Sile's words were quite polite, not because she was in awe of monks, but... everything was still undecided, and she didn't want to cause trouble.

Thinking of this, she walked faster.

The main hall of the Buddhist hall is indeed not far from the gate of the temple. The three of them only walked for a short while before Jiang Sile and the others saw the shadow of the main hall ahead.

Yuanyi walked in the front, thinking that the two of them were looking for senior brother, so he hurried towards the Buddhist hall, facing Yuanli who was chanting sutras, and called softly: "Senior brother, senior brother."

Yuan Li, who was knocking on the wooden fish, stopped the movement of his hands, and when he turned his head, he saw Jiang Sile and the other three coming straight towards him.

"Master Yuanli..." Jiang Sile walked quickly, and Ah Yishi behind her had a grim expression.

"I've met the nobleman, but I don't know what else you can do with the nobleman?" Yuan Li put his hands together, and after seeing the ceremony, he raised his head and asked.

Didn't you finish all the things you should do in the morning?

It's rare to come to trouble him?
But Yuanli doesn't look the same from left to right.

Although the man's gaze was sharp, after spending the morning together, Yuan Li knew that this was the man's appearance.

I saw that Jiang Sile smiled shyly, and said: "I would like to trouble Master to take Gu there again, between the virtual and the real."

Between fiction and reality?

what?
Their Qingyang Temple still has such a mysterious method?

And why don't I know?
Brother, I'm your real brother, I don't want to hide this from my brother!
Yuan Yi's head was full of doubts, so he just looked at his senior helplessly, and refused to leave.

On the other side, Yuan Li also showed embarrassment, he said slowly:
"It's getting late today, or..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Sile cut it off coldly:
"Master, lead the way..."

(End of this chapter)