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Chapter 91 Pick it up, your moral integrity
Feng Shuying felt that if it could generate income for her, she would still be happy to do so.

You are just teaching the abbot how to draw talismans, which is not difficult.

The relationship between the two as master and disciple was thus settled.

The abbot said flatteringly: "Master, I will take you back to your home."

Seeing his expression, Feng Shuying felt goosebumps all over her body: "Speak normally, or I'll slap you to death."

The abbot smiled and said, "You will be my master from now on. I always respect my master."

The alarm bells in Feng Shuying's heart rang loudly, remembering that when this guy talked nonsense, it was like chanting sutras, which could make her scalp tingle.

She then said: "Set a rule, you are not allowed to say three sentences in a row in front of me in the future."

"Also, you are not allowed to call me master in front of others."

The abbot asked: "Why can't I call you master in front of others?"

"Can't you say three sentences in a row? That won't work."

"Three sentences can't explain the matter clearly, and they can't express my inner excitement..."

Feng Shuying put a gag talisman on him, and the world instantly became quiet.

She looked at him and said: "Another rule, I am your master, no matter what I say, you can only agree, not question, let alone object."

"Also, when I'm talking, you're not allowed to interrupt!"

Abbot: "..."

He suddenly realized that she was more domineering than Jing Moye.

He stared at her with wide eyes in protest.

Feng Shuying's tone was calm: "Respecting teachers and respecting morality is the most basic requirement I have for my disciples."

"If you can't do this, then let's terminate this master-disciple relationship as soon as possible."

Abbot: "..."

If their master-disciple relationship were to be terminated now, then all that he had done would be in vain.

He nodded wildly at her, indicating that he would listen to her from now on.

Feng Shuying looked at him and said: "These are the basic rules I just mentioned. You must abide by them all."

"I will decide whether to add more rules based on your situation in the future. Let's do this for today."

Abbot: "..."

Will she have to impose more rules in the future? How to live this day!
Feng Shuying glanced at him sideways, then took out a talisman from her arms and handed it to him: "Master, I didn't know that I would accept a disciple today, so I didn't prepare any gifts."

"This talisman is a gift from my master. There are basic talismans on it. You can study it carefully after you go back."

The abbot nodded, her talisman was like silver in his eyes.

Although she has a few more rules, as long as she is willing to teach him how to draw talismans in the future, those will not matter.

The two were on different roads. At the intersection ahead, Feng Shuying uncovered the abbot's talisman and drove him away.

When she was about to stop a bullock cart on the roadside to return to Beijing, a carriage stopped in front of her.

A pair of slender hands with clear joints opened the curtain of the carriage, revealing Jing Moye's handsome face: "Didn't you leave early in the morning? Why are you still here?"

Feng Shuying glanced at him and said softly: "It's nothing, I just met a few killers on the road and had a fight at the mass grave."

Jing Moye's brows furrowed, and his peach blossom eyes were stained with ice and snow.

He said in a deep voice: "Come up."

Feng Shuying thought of what happened in the hot spring last night. She didn't really want to ride in his carriage.

This piece of shit may be due to a man's bad nature. He obviously doesn't like her, but he wants to take advantage of her.

She coughed lightly and said, "I think the fresh air outside smells good and is good for physical and mental health, so I won't take the carriage."

"Your Majesty, you have a lot of things to do, so go ahead and do your work, don't worry about me."

Jing Moye put one hand on the car window and tilted his head slightly to look at her: "I don't want to say the same thing a second time."

"Whether you come up by yourself, or I ask the guards to carry you up, it's your choice."

Feng Shuying: "..." She cursed in her heart, but said with a smile on her face: "I can just come up by myself, I don't dare bother the guard brother."

The corners of the eyes of the guards nearby were drifting towards her crazily, and they were all gossiping in their hearts.

Feng Shuying reluctantly jumped onto the carriage. After getting on the carriage, she sat down farthest from Jing Moye.

He glanced at her sideways, his eyes fell on her red lips, and said softly: "Sit here."

Feng Shuying moved to the side, trying to be as far away from him as possible.

Jing Moye laughed angrily at her: "Are you afraid that this king will eat you?"

Before Feng Shuying could answer, he added with a half-smile: "If I want to eat you, it will be useless no matter how far you hide."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and patted the place beside him, and looked at her sadly.

Feng Shuying was most afraid of him showing such an expression, so she could only sit down and accept her fate.

As soon as she came closer, Jing Moye smelled the faint fragrance of orchid on her body, and he inexplicably remembered the smell he tasted yesterday.

His Adam's apple rolled and he suppressed those thoughts.

He asked: "What happened today?"

Feng Shuying replied: "Actually, it's nothing. We just met a killer when we went out."

"The killers took control of our carriage and took us to the mass grave, and we buried them in the mass grave."

Jing Moye: "..."

When such a thrilling thing came out of her mouth, it was like a child playing house.

He said to the driver: "Go to the mass graves."

The driver responded, turned the car around, and drove towards the mass grave.

If he wants to go, Feng Shuying will let him go.

They soon arrived at the mass grave. Jing Moye frowned slightly when he saw the smashed carriage.

He looked around and saw no fresh corpse, and asked, "Where is the killer's corpse?"

Feng Shuying pointed to the corpse beside him that was chopped until it was no different from charcoal and said: "That's the pile."

Jing Moye: "..."

The guards: "!!!!!"

This is not what they imagined!
Jing Moye took a deep look at Feng Shuying, turned to the guard next to him and said, "Lang San, go and take a look."

Lang San responded, turned over the corpses, and the charred corpses were broken into two pieces.

Wolf Three: "..."

He suppressed his shock and continued to search for relevant evidence.

Jing Moye turned around and asked Feng Shuying: "Did you do it?"

Feng Shuying shook his head: "What did I do to them? They were made like this by this talisman."

After she finished speaking, she took out a talisman.

Jing Moye: "..."

He gave her a cold look and said, "Vulgar."

Feng Shuying smiled and said: "You were obviously the one who asked this first, so why did I end up being the vulgar person?"

Lang San found something with a dark golden light, brought it to Jing Moye and said, "Your Majesty, this is the Golden Scale Guard."

Jing Moye sneered, and Feng Shuying asked: "What is the Golden Scale Guard?"

Jing Moye said nothing, and Lang San explained: "When the late emperor was alive, there were two guards."

"One is the Snow Wolf Guard, and the other is the Golden Scale Guard."

"After the death of the late emperor, the Snow Wolf Guard was responsible for protecting the prince, while the Golden Scale Guard was responsible for protecting..."

(End of this chapter)