Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

While the Sweeping Monk was still shocked and surprised, Lin Fei had already killed Li Gong.

The speed was so fast that even if the Sweeping Monk wanted to stop it, it was too late.

He could only accept this fact calmly.

Looking at the helpless eyes of the Sweeping Monk, Lin Fei said calmly: "Since you want to save people so much, then I will point you in a direction."

"Please tell me, Manager Lin." The Sweeping Monk smiled bitterly.

When did he, a monk who was proficient in Buddhism and seventy-two unique skills, need an ordinary person to point the way?

But he didn't dare to say this. With the strength that Lin Fei had just shown, he probably couldn't match any three of them.

If he died here, there would be no hope for the revival of Shaolin Temple.

Lin Fei said: "Tonight at midnight, there will be someone in Yuhe Temple, thirty miles west of Chang'an City, who naturally needs your salvation. Feixuan, you should go with this old monk."

"Yes, Master." Shi Feixuan agreed without thinking.

She had unconditional and absolute trust in Lin Fei. Since Lin Fei asked her to go, he must have his reasons.

Lin Fei took out a booklet from the system space and gave it to Shi Feixuan, "If you encounter difficulties, use this..."

The sweeping monk said, "In that case, I will leave first."

"Well. If you fail to convert this person, it means that your understanding of Buddhism is not enough, and Shaolin Temple is just a name for nothing. There is no need to continue. I will visit the temple in person when I have time and remove the plaque of Shaolin Temple!"

The sweeping monk: !!!

Isn't it a matter of fate to convert people? When did it become a task that must be completed?

But he couldn't refuse. He couldn't beat them, and they were right.

"I will try my best...try my best..."

After the battle, Xuanwu Gate continued to clean up. Li Shimin called in more Feiyun Guards to bury the bodies one by one.

Yuchi Jingde and his men had also returned from the Prince's Mansion. It was said that Li Jiancheng had already known the news when they left. He was so scared that he was trembling in the house and did not dare to resist at all.

At this time, Eunuch Wei, who was tied to the side, suddenly sneered: "King Qin, although you won, you will be cursed in the future!"

Li Shimin snorted: "You are still talking nonsense even though you are a prisoner. Come on..."

"Wait!" Eunuch Wei said, "It's not too late to deal with King Qin after I finish talking to you."

Li Shimin waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, I want to hear what you can say."

Eunuch Wei said sinisterly: "The emperor has been hit by the magic of the Yinkui Sect witch, and he is probably dead now. If this matter gets out, hehe... King Qin killed his brother and brother, but he even killed his father. Can such a person be the emperor of the Tang Dynasty? Can you convince the public?"

"What?! My father is dead?" Li Shimin was completely panicked.

He wanted to be the emperor, and he looked down on the prince and the king of Qi, but he never thought of murdering Li Yuan.

Even in his original plan, he was to be the crown prince, and wait until Li Yuan ascended the throne a hundred years later.

But after hearing what Eunuch Wei said, Li Shimin was stunned.

Although Eunuch Wei was tied up, his expression was very proud.

As if to say, even if I die, I will disgust you!

Lin Fei smiled lightly and said, "It is true that the ignorant are fearless. It is just the Great Law of the Caesar. Is it difficult to solve?"

"What?!" Eunuch Wei exclaimed, "You have... saved His Majesty?"

Lin Fei said, "Yes, Li Yuan is now in the Tianzi Room of Yuelai Inn."

"Really?" Li Shimin grabbed Lin Fei's hand excitedly, "Is my father okay now? Can I go see him now?"

Li Shimin's mood was ups and downs. In his extreme excitement, he did not care about Lin Fei's disrespect for calling Li Yuan by his name.

Lin Fei said, "When did I, Lin Fei, tell a lie?"

Li Shimin hurriedly said, "I was confused! I shouldn't have questioned what Manager Lin said. Come on, go to Yuelai Inn!"

...

Midnight, Yuhe Temple.

Under the quiet moonlight, Shi Qingxuan's slender fingers gently plucked the flute, blowing out a melodious and long flute sound.

Ordinary people only think that the flute sound is melodious and beautiful, and they can't help but be intoxicated by it.

But if there are experts here, they can hear that the flute sound contains loneliness, chilling, and despair.

On the beam next to it, a three-foot white silk was hung!

Shi Qingxuan has made up her mind to end her own life after playing this song.

If she lived in the world before, she was thinking of killing Shi Zhixuan to avenge her mother Bi Xiuxin.

Now that Shi Zhixuan is dead, she has lost the direction of her life.

Besides, there are no relatives in this world, no worries, and no...

The thought of continuing to live.

It is better to end this life in this quiet and peaceful environment.Life.

"Sister Shi's flute sound is really sad."

A clear and pleasant voice came from far away and came to her side in a moment.

"Who is it?!" Shi Qingxuan turned around suddenly.

I saw a familiar figure standing beside me.

"Master sister, why are you here? This is..."

The person who came was none other than Shi Feixuan.

The sweeping monk came with her and stood beside her.

"He is a high monk from Shaolin Temple."

After Shi Feixuan finished speaking, she looked at the three-foot white silk hanging next to her and smiled bitterly: "Why is Sister Shi doing this?"

Shi Qingxuan took a deep breath and whispered: "What's the joy of life, and what's the pain of death?"

"Burn my body, raging fire?" Shi Feixuan blurted out.

"What did Sister Shi say?" Shi Qingxuan was a little confused.

"Ahem... Sorry, I was just talking nonsense, Sister Shi, don't take it to heart." Shi Feixuan coughed twice.

The atmosphere of despair just now suddenly became relaxed...

"Amitabha!" The sweeping monk took the opportunity to say, "I have heard from Master Shi about Mr. Shi. Life is like duckweed, and parents and friends are like passing clouds. I heard that Mr. Shi is obsessed with flute art, which is a good thing. At least he has something to rely on.

The Buddha said that all living beings can become Buddhas. As long as Mr. Shi lets go of his obsessions and sees his true nature, he will be able to achieve great freedom."

Shi Qingxuan said, "Thank you for your advice, Master. Master said that there is no joy in life and no pain in death. Little do you know that all living beings suffer, and each has its own way of suffering. How can others know everything?"

Shi Feixuan took out the booklet that Lin Fei gave her and gently placed it on the table.

"Sister, it's not too late to take a look at this before making plans."

Shi Qingxuan lowered her head and looked at the cover in the bright moonlight.

Suddenly, her beautiful eyes were full of shock.

This is a long-lost ancient music score, which she has always dreamed of.

Lin Fei bought it in the system mall last time.

"If I can get this music score, I will die without regrets."

Shi Feixuan was almost dying of anxiety. She shouted in a delicate voice: "Why can't you let it go, Senior Sister?"

Shi Qingxuan smiled bitterly and said: "Master, please don't bother me anymore. The Tang Dynasty has just stabilized the situation, and there are many things going on in Cihang Jingzhai. You should leave quickly."

Just when Shi Feixuan was at a loss, the sweeping monk spoke again: "Shi Jushi said that he died without regrets, but how do you know that you will not feel regrets when you go to another world and look back on the past?"

"People The heart is not satisfied, the past is incomplete, it is the normal state of the world, it is normal! "

Shi Qingxuan was slightly startled: "The monk is right, the biggest regret of my life is that I have not been able to travel around the world and see the scenery everywhere, but this is not important anymore."

Shi Feixuan seemed to see hope, and hurriedly said: "Why is it not important? It is too important! Do you want to go to Daqin? Do you want to go to the mysterious Xuzhu Kingdom? Junior sister is going, why don't you come with me?"

After a long time, Shi Qingxuan broke the silence.

"Since the head sister has invited me so warmly, if I still refuse, I will be ignorant of good and bad."

The sweeping monk breathed a sigh of relief and slumped on the stone bench.

The plaque of Shaolin Temple...

Saved!