Chapter 139 The Valley is quiet

"You mean she fell off the cliff?"

In the room of Xiangguo Temple, Ben closed his eyes and meditated and opened his eyes, and he had changed back into a swoon in front of him. Wu Xing, who lowered his head, hurriedly replied, "The sneaker also seems to be a little strange. His vigorous cultivation can still move under the momentum of his disciples. It was he who jumped down the cliff with Chai Qingyun in his arms."

"Under the momentum of your great Nirvana Sutra, the vigorous person actually has the power to move. It's really strange. Are you sure he is just vigorous?"

There was doubt on his empty face. With his knowledge, how could he not know the power of the Great Nirvana Sutra, and the skill of the disciple Sun Wuxing was already the best among the descendants of the Buddha Sect. It was unbelievable that he could hold people and jump off the cliff under the Great Nirvana Sutra.

"To the master, what the disciple said is absolutely true. I don't know why the man suppressed the skill, so the disciple did not recognize the teacher, but his tricks are very strange. By the way, this is the dagger of his sneak attack on the disciple. Can the master know it?"

With that, Wu Xing took out the edge of Yang Yanzhao's dagger that sneaked on him. He took it and looked at it carefully for a moment. Of course, he could see the mystery. "There is a sawing opening next to this dagger, and this slender groove in the middle is really clever."

He sighed and handed the dagger to Wu Xing, "Give it to the people below to check it out."

Wu Xing nodded and hesitated for a moment, "Master, this back mountain is only about 300 feet. Or if the disciple goes down the mountain to search, maybe he can find the golden silk."

"No, although Chai Qingyun is an orphan of the previous dynasty, he disappeared inexplicably. Even if the court will not send people, Xiangguo Temple will definitely have eyeliners from all sides. Don't go down the mountain to search. It depends on God's will.

If someone comes, you don't need to say much, just give him my Buddha beads.

Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful.

He gave the Buddha beads in his hand to Wu Xing, gave a Buddha salute, closed his eyes, and the latter bowed and retreated softly.

Zichen Hall, the lights are bright. Zhao Dezhao rarely wears a purple python suit, wears a jade crown, and his face eagerly said to Zhao Guangyi, who is in the high position, "officials, I would like to send more people, and I must find Princess Jinhua."

On the one hand, Zhao Tingmei, who is also in the prince's python robe, came forward and said, "The disappearance of Princess Jinhua is indeed not a small matter, but I don't think we can add more troops. After all, this Xiangguo Temple is not an ordinary temple..."

Hearing the words, Zhao Dezhao, who was very anxious and regretful, couldn't help looking at Zhao Tingmei sideways and still wanted to continue to speak, but he knew very clearly that what the latter said was really right.

"Princess Jinhua was sealed by the former emperor, which is naturally the princess of my Song Dynasty. Now that her whereabouts are unknown, it is natural to speed up the search. King Yan, you lead a battalion of soldiers and horses to search the whole city. As for Xiangguo Temple, it's better not to disturb the practice of the monks."

Zhao Guangyi said so, Zhao Dezhao's heart suddenly sank. Chai Qingyun has been with his two brothers since he was a child. For this quiet sister, Zhao Dezhao knows her very well. He will never walk around and lose news. The problem must also be in Xiangguo Temple.

It's just that the imperial edict has been issued, and as a minister, there is no other way but to take orders. When Zhao Dezhao was about to bow and withdraw from the hall, there was a slight voice after him, "De Zhao, I heard that you are having a banquet at Xiangguo Temple today?"

Turn around and salute, "The orchid flowers in Xiangguo Temple are blooming, and the officials also know that Weichen is more elegant, so they brought a little thin wine for a while, but they were greedy for this beautiful scenery and gave Yuer..."

"Well, Princess Jinhua will be fine. I will send someone to search it strictly."

In March, the valley was foggy. Looking down, it was ethereal.

"Water...water..."

Chai Qingyun shouted intermittently, and I don't know how long it took. There was a trace of coolness in her mouth, and she subconsciously took a big sip of her thirst.

"Cough..."

After taking several sips in a row, he was choked by the pain in his chest and coughed violently. At this time, a strange voice came to his ear, "Princess Chai, slow down, no one will rob you."

Hearing the man's voice, Chai Qingyun immediately opened his eyes in shock. There was a kind smiling face in front of him. Although his long hair was randomly put on his forehead and his beard was also a beard on his chin, his eyes with a smile were very bright.

"Yang Jing..."

Seeing that Chai Qingyun recognized himself, Yang Yanzhao put down the leaves with water in his hand with a smile, "Yes, it's right, Princess Chai, you finally woke up."

As he spoke, Chai Qingyun didn't know where his strength came from. He pushed Yang Yanzhao, who was holding her away, and then looked at his body. The collar of his left arm had been torn open and the white cloth was randomly tied.

Seeing this scene, Chai Qingyun looked at the untidy silk coat and said angrily, "Yang Jing, what on earth have you done to me!"

A shocking scene, Yang Yanzhao never thought that he would encounter this scene.

He tried his best to show an obscene smile and touched his nose. "This is a wilderness, a lonely man and a woman, what do you think, princess?"

"Bold!"

Chai Qingyun was furious and was about to stretch out his fist to hit Yang Yanzhao, but there was a wound on his body, and he took it back in pain. He lay on the ground and gasped and stared at him.

"Okay, princess, don't be angry. I'm just kidding you."

After shaking his hand repeatedly, Yang Yanzhao tightened the cloth bag on his right leg. "Princess, you fell from the cliff and fell into a coma. The bleeding on your left shoulder was very serious. In a hurry, Yang Jing tore the shirt on your left arm. There were herbs to stop bleeding nearby, otherwise you don't know what to do.

As for this button, princess, you should see it clearly. It was worn off from the stone. It's not my fault.

Hearing this, Chai Qingyun looked down. The broken mouth of the cloth button was a sign of wear and tear. It seemed that he was really wrong, but he had developed an arrogant nature. How could he take the initiative to bow his head to admit his mistake?

"No, there is still some water. Since you are awake, I don't have to worry."

I just took a few sips, but after choking, Chai Qingyun, who was probably coughed off. Chai Qingyun, who was still dry, couldn't help reaching out his hand to pick it, but as soon as his hand was stretched out, he felt pain in his chest, and the water he received from his hand fell to the ground.

How's it going? Princess, are you all right?

Seeing that Chai Qingyun frowned and his face was painful, Yang Yanzhao hurriedly asked. The latter's face turned slightly red, and his clothes were worn out. How could there be no scars on his chest?

She secretly complained about Yang Yanzhao in her heart. After a while, she recovered and gently answered, "I fell down from the mountain. It should be an internal injury."

"Internal injury needs to be well adjusted. Princess, you can lie down here and rest first. I'll go to the stream in front of you to fill some water and see if there are any herbs to relieve blood stasis and ventilation. By the way, there are some wild fruits around you. When you are hungry, you can use it to satisfy your hunger, but the taste is not very good."

After saying that, Yang Yanzhao picked up the leaf on the ground, crossed his left leg, stretched his right leg slightly forward, supported the ground with one hand, and began to move forward.

"What's wrong with your leg?"

At this time, Chai Qingyun found his strange posture and asked. Yang Yanzhao, who was about to move forward, turned his head and smiled bitterly, "When he fell down, he broke his muscles and bones for a hundred days. I guess he won't get better in a few days."

After saying that, Yang Yanzhao continued to move forward with difficulty. Seeing his slow figure, Chai Qingyun didn't know why there was some throbbing in his heart. This guy didn't seem to be so annoying.

After a long time, Yang Yanzhao came back and handed the clear water held by the wide leaves in her hand to the mouth of Chai Qingyun. After she finished drinking, she took out some green grasses that were no different from her arms.

"It's really unfortunate that there is Chuanxiang nearby, but now that you and I are in trouble, Lord Chai, you can chew it with this cow's knee and wipe it on the wound."

This was learned from Luo's daughter. Thinking of Luo's daughter, she couldn't help sighing helplessly. He has been down for a few days. I don't know if he's okay at home?

After receiving the melancholy, seeing that Princess Chai was a little twisted, Yang Yanzhao picked up the two wild fruits on the ground and wiped them on his clothes, and moved away with a smile.

After the sound of rustling, Yang Yanzhao was bandaged with his punctured left hand to support the movement of his body. Chai Qingyun ate a few wild fruits, and his body was much better, so he asked, "How long have we been down the mountain?"

"I don't know. It's been seven or eight days since I woke up. Although there is no Jiazi in the mountains, it shouldn't be long."

"How do you know?"

Tie the knot of cloth that bandaged the wound with his mouth. Yang Yanzhao touched his chin, "At least my beard hasn't reached my chest yet. What do you think, princess?"

Seeing that Yang Yanzhao, who is half an inch long, is stroking with an ordinary beard, he can't help but smile, but this smile pulled the wound, and his painful face turned cold.

"Actually, you have a beautiful smile."

Yang Yanzhao is telling the truth. In later generations, it is also an extremely ordinary word, but now it is a real promiscuous word, which makes Chai Qingyun's face a little colder.

"Princess Chai, we agreed that if you survive, you will treat me better."

Hearing this, Chai Qingyun remembered the scene where Yang Yanzhao stood in front of her on the mountain. He couldn't help but feel warm, but he still said coldly, "I didn't promise..."

Hearing what she said, Yang Yanzhao just wanted to argue, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was true. He curled his lips and said, "But Yang Jing saved you four times. There is no merit and hard work. If you don't ask the princess to reward you with ten thousand taels of gold, you have to give this smiling face, right?"

"You are poor-mouthed, and you and I are deeply involved in this. Aren't you in a hurry at all?"

As soon as this came out, Yang Yanzhao's laughter was gone, and there was more anxiety between his eyebrows. "It's going to be spring. How can Yang Jing not be in a hurry? You know, I can rest on spring in my life..."

Chai Qingyun was silent. Although he did not participate in the scientific examination, he also understood that for these exams, the students had a cold window for ten years, and Yang Yanzhao was deeply involved in this, which was all because of her.

The two stopped talking, and a cold wind blew in the valley, dancing the weeds and vines.

"Princess Chai."

"Hmm?"

"Since you can't get out, why don't I tell you a story? It's better to have fun in bitterness and pass the time."

Chai Qingyun did not answer. Yang Yanzhao found a comfortable position to lie down and said to himself, "A long time ago, there was a scholar who was very poor..."