Jin Shangjiang, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, and Qi Zhang, the late governor and father of Queen Qi, were old friends. They were close friends with the Qi family and the then second prince Xiao Yu.

Rong Yuan was under his command. When the Qi family wanted to rebel, Jin Shangjiang could not have known about it.

However, Emperor Jiayou did not continue the investigation and only ordered Rong Yuan to be escorted back to Beijing. Jin Shangjiang still valued him as before.

Gu Changjin understood that this was because Liaodong could not be chaotic.

Dayin is surrounded by powerful enemies, and Liaodong is bordered by the Jurchen tribes. Over the years, they have gradually become united, and their combat power has become stronger year by year. Jin Shangjiang has been operating in Liaodong for a long time, and the commanders stationed at various guard posts in Liaodong are all his confidants.

Once Jin Shangjiang is disturbed, the entire Liaodong will be in chaos.

Therefore, Emperor Jiayou turned a blind eye to him and only punished Rong Yu.

Detaining Rong Yuan to Shangjing to serve his sentence was both a shock and a favor to Jin Shangjiang.

Emperor Jiayou sent Gu Changjin to Liaodong this time for another purpose, which was to let him slowly conquer the generals in Liaodong so that Jin Shangjiang could be his whetstone in the future.

Therefore, Gu Changjin must come to Liaodong and his party.

Liaodong was more than 2,000 miles away from Beijing. Gu Changjin went into battle lightly and led hundreds of elite soldiers to gallop towards Liaodong. They made overt and covert inspections along the way. He arrived near the capital of Liaodong in just four days.

Also coming with him were Shiiun and Hengping.

The group of people settled in an inn in a side courtyard. The inn's business was usually deserted. So many people came to stay at the inn all of a sudden, but the old innkeeper was very happy, and he was waiting attentively.

These people were dressed in coarse cloth, but the old innkeeper had been running the inn for decades and had seen countless people. He had developed a pair of sharp eyes and could recognize the unusual identity of the person at a glance.

Especially the young gentleman at the head, he has an extraordinary bearing but is not domineering. You can tell at a glance that he is a nobleman from the capital.

Among this group of people, Zhuiyun is the best at chatting with people.

The old shopkeeper was a very knowledgeable person and a good person. After a few cups of yellow soup, he talked about the customs and customs of Liaodong as well as the major and minor events in recent years.

Knowing that Zhuiyun came from the capital, he burped and said mysteriously: "Quanzi went to the capital to sell goods half a month ago. When he left, he went to Da Ci'en Temple to ask for a peace charm for the little old man. Unexpectedly, I encountered a strange thing when I was going down the mountain. "

Strange things happen every year in Daci'en Temple, and they are nothing more than the appearance of Buddha and ancestors.

Shiiyun had long been accustomed to strange things and wasn't too curious.

He could tell that the old shopkeeper was serious about what he was saying, so he simply accepted what he said and asked with a smile: "Oh? What's the weird thing? Shopkeeper, tell me quickly, don't let me lose your appetite!"

The old shopkeeper stroked his gray beard and said, Said: "It was already night when Quanzi came down the mountain. Suddenly a fire appeared in the temple. The fire was so dazzling that Quanzi thought it was water in the temple. He hurried back to Daci'en Temple from the bottom of the mountain and wanted to be with the people in the temple. Putting out the fire. When I got there, the fire suddenly disappeared. When I asked the Zhike monks in the temple, they all said that there was no fire, and there was no water in any of the temples. But Quanzi clearly saw a raging fire rising into the sky. And, why did he disappear within half an hour? Don't you think it's strange?"

The old shopkeeper was drunk and was about to talk in the middle of the conversation, when suddenly a low and cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"On which day did your son go to Da Ci'en Temple?"

The old shopkeeper followed the voice and met a pair of cold pool-like eyes. His mind was trembling. After a pause, he respectfully replied: "It was the twenty-third of last month, about half a month ago." It happened before. "

January 23?"

Gu Changjin lowered his voice and then asked: "Did your son really see the fire?"

"Seriously! The one next to the dog is not good, but his eyes are definitely sharp." The old shopkeeper patted his chest and vowed.

Hearing this, even Zhuiyun and Hengping realized something was wrong. Daci'en Temple is a national temple. If a fire really breaks out, there is no way that the people in the East Palace will not receive the news.

It could only be that the message was blocked.

But who else in the capital has such means, so that the people in the East Palace can't even receive a scrap of news?

Zhuiyun and Hengping looked at each other, and their expressions changed.

They looked at Gu Changjin, "Master?"

They guessed it, but Gu Changjin couldn't guess it.

For a long time, he didn't respond. Just staring at the white candle on the table, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, and it was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

The sound of pattering autumn rain rang in my ears again.

Gu Changjin closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down.

Perhaps the son of the old shopkeeper had misunderstood. There was no fire in the Daci'en Temple that day. Maybe the old shopkeeper was just talking nonsense.

I felt confused for a moment.

The more he settled these complicated thoughts, the clearer he became that the old shopkeeper's son was right. The reason why he was able to quickly extinguish the fire with the force of thunder and yet make it impossible for anyone to deliver the news was because Guizhong, who had not been seen for a long time in the palace, was there, in the Daci'en Temple.

Emperor Jiayou became suspicious early on, so he quietly sent Guizhong to Daci'en Temple to investigate.

"Zhiyun, Hengping, come inside, I have something for you to do."

After the avalanche, the sky in Longyin Mountain became increasingly gloomy.

There is a dilapidated Taoist temple on the mountainside here called Qingyan. Baoshan was twelve years old and was the chief disciple of Taoist Qingmiao, the master of Qingyan Temple, and the only disciple of this Taoist temple.

But...

after today, their Qingyan Temple may have new disciples soon.

The little Taoist boy was holding the cattail leaf fan and decoction. He glanced at the main hall from time to time and caught a glimpse of the figure of Taoist Qingmiao. Baoshan waved the cattail leaf fan in his hand and said softly: "Master!"

Taoist Qingmiao waved his hand with three cracks. Cattail fan walked slowly towards Baoshan and said, "What do you want to ask?"

Baoshan fanned the medicine stove and said with a naive smile: "Is the girl that Master saved today Baoshan's junior sister?"

Baoshan Qi He was picked up by Qingmiao Taoist priest to visit Qingyan when he was just 18 years old. He knew best what kind of temperament this moody master had. He was born with a heart made of stone. He was cold-blooded and ruthless and refused to save anyone. thing.

Like today, rescuing people back to the Taoist temple is simply the first of its kind.

Baoshan only found one reason, that is, the girl inside was just like him, with unique muscles and extraordinary talents, so he was brought back to the temple by the master.

Taoist Qingmiao's two white eyebrows were lowered on the side of his face. He snorted and said, "Are you crazy about wanting to be a senior brother? Come on, Master will find two senior brothers for you another day!"

Baoshan frowned. , "This disciple is the founding disciple of Qingyan Temple. This is what the master said! How can you change it just as you say?"

Qingmiao Taoist smiled up at the sky, smiled for a moment and then turned cold, and said: "Fry your medicine well, fry it." Okay, remember to give that girl some medicine." Then he strode away.

Baoshan looked at Taoist Qingmiao's leaving figure and knew that his master must have gone looking for wine again. He wrinkled his nose and muttered: "Why is it so difficult to be a senior brother?" He

sighed while boiling the medicine, and waited until he got the medicine. Okay, let's go to the main hall.

It is said to be a main hall, but in fact it is only about the same size as a main hall. Several statues of Sanqing Tianzun fill this room to the max.

The "junior sister" whom Baoshan had longed for was now lying on a long table under the statue that was used to place the incense burner and tripod.

Baoshan took a closer look at the wound on her forehead and saw that the wound had been covered with a plaster made by Taoist Qingmiao. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master is an iron rooster and won't let others use his medicine. Junior sister is very lucky."

As he spoke, he fed Rong Shu some decoction. After feeding him, he continued talking nonchalantly without noticing that the eyelashes of the girl in front of him trembled a few times.

Rong Shu had a splitting headache and wanted to continue sleeping, but the sound in his ears was too noisy, buzzing like a bee, so he had to open his eyes with difficulty and look towards the sound.

The moment he opened his eyes, he immediately remembered the scene before he fell into coma.

The panicked horses, the rolling incense burner, the carriage overturned by the snow tide, and the frightened "girl" of Yingyue and Yingque.

"Where am I?" she said hoarsely.

Baoshan was talking to himself when he suddenly heard her speaking. He stood up in fright, causing the wooden bench under his butt to turn over with a "clang" sound.

"This, this is Qingyan Temple." He said at a loss: "I, I'll call the master!"

Before Rong Shu could thank him, the little Taoist boy ran away in a hurry, and soon he brought with him a Taoist with immortal style. return.

Rong Shuqiang supported his headache and slowly sat up. When his eyes fell on the Taoist's face, he was startled.

She had met this old Taoist before.

They once met under the Wujia Brick Bridge in Yangzhou.

At that time, it was this old Taoist who noticed that her face was different.

Seeing her look like this, the Qingmiao Taoist knew that she had recognized him. He shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand and said, "Does the little girl recognize the old Taoist?"

"In August last year, the Taoist Master and I were at the Wujia Brick Bridge. We met once." Rong Shu said, "Thank you, Master Shen, for saving your life."

After saying this, he came down to express his gratitude, but was stopped by Taoist Master Qingmiao with a cattail leaf fan.

"Sit down, there is no need to do this false courtesy with the old Taoist. The old Taoist has selfish motives for saving you." Taoist Qingmiao looked her over and said, "You hurt your head. Although it is not serious, it is best to nurse it for a few days. Yes. Let’s talk about it after you recover from your injuries.”

Rong Shu’s temples were pounding, and his head seemed to be hammered and twisted by an iron rod. If it weren’t for the purpose of asking for information about Ying Que and Chang Ji, this would have been impossible. She couldn't hold it at all.

"May I ask, Master, how many days have I been unconscious? When the Master rescued me, did you see anyone else?"

Qingmiao Taoist said: "You were unconscious for two days, and your carriage was overturned by the snow on the mountain. Sliding down the mountain road. When I arrived, someone was already rescuing you. But after they rescued you from the carriage, they put a body in the carriage and immediately pushed the carriage you were in. "

Lao Dao . The person glanced at her and said with great interest: "The face of the female corpse was bloody and bloody, and it was impossible to see clearly. However, the clothes she was wearing were exactly the same as yours."

Rong Shu blinked slowly and thought about it. It took a while to understand what Taoist Qingmiao said.

Someone wanted to take this opportunity to let her fake her death and completely disappear from this world.

Rong Shu lowered his eyelashes.

The avalanche two days ago was not serious. The carriage was overturned and slid down the mountain road for a moment before stopping. The only danger is the narrow mountain path, where one may fall off the cliff if not careful.

Those who rescued them probably wanted to make such a false impression.

If this is really the case, Yingque and the others should be fine.

"But when those people were about to send me away, the Taoist priest saved me?" Rong Shu raised his eyes and said calmly: "I am recovering here, will it bring trouble to the Taoist priest?"

Qingmiao Taoist shook his cattail leaf fan. Stop your hand.

He did recognize the girl, so he snatched her away from the men in black and took her back to the Taoist temple. He was also uneasy and well-intentioned, so when he heard that the girl was still worried about bringing trouble to him and the Taoist temple, he couldn't help but take a second look at her.

"It won't cause any trouble. This Taoist temple only accepts people with a predestined relationship, but even cats and dogs can't find it here." Taoist Qingmiao didn't take those men in black to heart at all, "You don't have to thank me, you are You will not die even if I don't save you. As I said just now, I have my own selfish motives for saving you."

This was the second time Taoist Qingmiao said that he had selfish motives for saving her . .

"It was the Taoist priest who saved me today and gave me a place to rest and recuperate. Shen Shuming is deeply touched by the Taoist priest's kindness. If the Taoist priest has anything you want Shen Shu to do, just say so."

Qingmiao Taoist smiled and said: "You If you live in this Taoist temple, you are doing Lao Tao a favor. But I still remember that when I was in Yangzhou Mansion, Lao Tao promised to answer your second question someday."

He pointed at Rong Shu with his cattail leaf fan. Putting his forehead on his forehead, he said: "I will answer your second question after you recover from your injury."

After saying this, without waiting for Rong Shu to ask questions, he said "Have a good time taking care of Miss Shen" and walked out of the hall in three or two steps, leaving only Rong Shu behind. Shu and the little Taoist priest looked at each other.

Rong Shu said: "I don't know how to call him?"

This was the first time that Baoshan was called "Taoist Master". He touched his nose and said very embarrassedly: "Girl, just call me Baoshan. Master said that if I can't cultivate enough, , they want to expel me from Qingyan Temple and work as a beggar outside."

Rong Shu called out "Taoist Master Baoshan" and said with a smile: "The Taoist Master is kind-hearted, and he will definitely be reluctant to drive away the little Taoist Master."

Baoshan saw her like this. He knew that this girl who was as beautiful as a fairy didn't take his words seriously.

But Master really knows how to drive people away!

After all, their Qingheng sect is regarded as a demon sect. All their disciples are dead, their incense has withered, and their inheritance will be cut off sooner or later.

By then, Master might drive him away!

Baoshan couldn't say that his Qingheng sect was the demon sect that everyone wanted to beat more than 20 years ago. He could only vaguely say: "Qingyan Temple is poor and the incense is not popular. I don't know when it will disappear."

Rong Shu did not take Baoshan's words seriously . Seriously, in her opinion, the Qingmiao Taoist with the celestial spirit and Taoism seemed to be a good man. No matter what, he could pass on the incense of Qingyan Temple.

It wasn't until two days later, when she walked out of the main hall and looked at the Taoist temple with only one vegetable patch and two huts, that she realized that what the Taoist priest said was not a lie.

The level of poverty in this Taoist temple is truly the worst Rong Shu has ever seen in his life.

Rong Shu didn't bring his money bag, so he subconsciously wanted to touch the hairpin on his head so that the Taoist priest could exchange it for some silver.

When her hand touched the empty temple hair, she came to her senses. Even her earrings had been taken off. How could there be any valuable jewelry left on her body?

You don't have to think twice to know who took those ornaments and where they were used.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of the person who saved her and wanted her to completely disappear from this world.

Chang Ji will definitely look for her. When he sees the female body, will he mistakenly identify it?

If he really made a mistake, Gu Changjin and A Niang... would go crazy.

Rong Shu touched the cloth wrapped around his head.

She needed to recover from her injuries quickly so that she could go out to fight with them.

Thinking about it like this, her heart calmed down.

Rong Shu stayed at Qingyan Temple for five days. During these five days, it was as Taoist Qingmiao said, and no one came to find him at all. Not to mention people, not even a bird's wing feathers can be seen.

She was a little confused at first, but she didn't know why until today when she walked out of the Taoist temple and got lost in the layered snow forest that seemed to have no end.

No one can enter this dense forest. Even if they can, they may not be able to get out, let alone find this Taoist temple.

Baoshan found her and personally took her out of the strange dense forest.

"Master has set up formations around Qingyan Temple. Miss Shen, please don't wander around. If you are not careful, you will get lost and unable to get out. Master relied on these formations to escape from the heavy siege. . These formations can't even be broken by Jin Yiwei."

The Taoist Priest Xu Xu warned, and Rong Shu's heart became heavier the more he listened.

The only Taoist sect that can ask the Jin Yiwei to encircle and suppress them.

Looking up at the forest and snowy plains in front of him, Rong Shu subconsciously clenched his hands.

Her injuries have healed to a great extent, but if Taoist Qingmiao doesn't let her go, she will probably not be able to leave Longyin Mountain for the rest of her life.

Back at the Taoist temple, Taoist Qingmiao, who had not been seen for two days, suddenly returned from outside, holding four or five dying snow rabbits in his hands.

Without asking where they went, he threw the snow rabbit to Baoshan. He clapped his hands and ordered: "Let's bake it today."

Baoshan picked up the rabbits with ease and went to the kitchen.

Rong Shu fixedly looked at Taoist Qingmiao.

Noticing her gaze, Taoist Qingmiao raised his long white eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Did the little girl get frightened by the mysterious formation outside?"

Rong Shu shook his head, "The Taoist said to save me. You have selfish motives, you dare to ask the priest, but you want to use me to attract someone?"

Taoist priest Qingmiao raised his eyebrows again, this girl is smarter and more discerning than he thought.

"Yes, so the old Taoist has told you a long time ago, you don't need to thank me. Even without me, you will not die. Your life -"

At this point, Taoist Qingmiao suddenly stopped and the tips of his ears twitched. Twice, he looked towards the tattered wooden door of the Taoist temple.

"That person has arrived."

Rong Shu was stunned, and it took him a while to realize what he meant.

The wooden door outside had been pushed open from the outside, making a very light "creak" sound.

Rong Shu followed the sound and saw that familiar figure, his eyes were hot, and tears quickly blurred his vision.

"Gu Changjin..."