The question of Eunuch Ao was also the question in Zhou Fan and the others' hearts.

Facing Eunuch Ao’s questions, Yuanhui looked down at his hands, but he did not answer.

"Enough, since it was done by Jingyun of Xiaofo Temple, we just need to report to the top truthfully." Huang Ye's old Taoist frowned slightly. As for the motivation, it was something that should be a headache above, and he didn't want to pay attention.

This matter involves Xiaofo Temple, which is even more complicated than he thought.

"But it is important. Before we report, Master Yuanhui needs to swear to prove himself with his Buddhist heart. Is it okay?" Old Taoist Huang Ye looked at Yuanhui again and asked.

The Buddha's heart swears that if Yuan Hui's words are false, then a crack will appear in his Buddha's heart, which is equivalent to being sentenced to death for a monk.

Yuanhui agreed.

The next thing we discussed was about why the Yingui clone disappeared.

Zhou Fan listened silently on the side. Everyone became unmovable paper hoist, and their vision was restricted.

So no one knows that Zhou Fan did it. Even if some people saw Zhou Fan break free from the curse and run on the back of the man's paper kite in the sky, it cannot be confirmed that he did it.

Killing Yingui's clone made great contributions, but Zhou Fan did not dare to admit it.

Because if people know that he, a little warrior, has something that can kill Yingui's clone, it will cause a lot of trouble.

Even though the cloud nail is gone, some people will always not believe it.

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Le Zheng walked alone on the ruler road, wiping his tears as he walked.

From time to time, he turned around and looked at the direction of Tianliang City that was already invisible.

"Master...Master... is dead." Just as he remembered the words that Master had told him thousands of instructions, he wiped away his tears. No matter what, he had to fulfill his last wish.

It's speeding up.

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The sky here is always blue and red, occasionally blue clouds are mixed with bloody sky, and occasionally bloody clouds are mixed with green sky, making them gorgeous and changeable.

Below the sky, there is a monster entrenched in most areas of the small world. Because it is so big that it cannot be seen at the top of the world's highest mountain. Only by looking down from the highest point of the sky can you clearly see its shape.

Its body was covered with blood-colored tendrils, and in the gaps between the dense and strange tendrils, you could see the uneven green flesh that looked like a hill.

The huge triangular head is opening its huge mouth.

The thin ant-shaped line slowly stepped into its huge mouth that looked like an abyss.

If the perspective drops rapidly, you can see that the thin line like ant is a team of people.

People lined up like mechanically to enter the huge mouth.

It was not until a long time later that the people in the giant mouth reached a huge number that it would close the giant mouth and chew and swallow slowly.

After thoroughly digesting it, the Juezhao opened lazily again, and the people queuing continued to enter the Juezhao and became its food.

There is a huge gap in the depression in the center of its triangular skull, which is its closed eye.

At this moment, the gap slowly trembled, as if it was about to open it.

There is a special building complex on the top of its head, and the trembling of the eyelids makes the house collapse like a magnitude ten earthquake above.

The collapsed house revealed a group of people in blood, both men, women, young and old.

They knelt down in fear, and a young man was kneeling in front of the crowd, his voice trembling: "What a great and supreme Yingui, why did you get angry?"

Yinguimo radiated a sound wave, which spread into the young man's soul, causing blood to seep out of his body's membrane. He was covered in blood, but he continued to bow his head and said humbly: "If someone disrespects him to kill his clone, then we will kill him for the adult."

The people in blood-clothed clothes had their heads lowered, waiting for Lord Yinuo's response.

Another sound wave came, and the young man's face turned slightly pale, but he quickly stood up.

He stood up, and the group of people in blood behind him also stood up quickly. They looked at the young man and asked what kind of orders Mr. Yingui gave?

The young man's face was a little complicated, but he still said softly: "The adults said that there was too far away from here. If he did not rely on his own strength and came to his own revenge, it would be better to lose, so he gave up this matter."

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In the conference room, the people in Yiluansi Mansion just discussed for a while and then scattered and went to work hard.

Yuanhui handed over what she had in her hands to her aide, and then he went back to his room. Sitting on the couch, he slowly recalled all the things Jingyun had said today.

Soon his face showed a look of confusion.

He couldn't help but think of the past when he grew up in a temple when he was a child. The scenes of him playing in the Prajna Forest with his fellow disciples are still vivid in his mind.

He had long since wanted to think back to these past events, because when he was eight years old, the temple was invaded by a powerful monster. Later, the monster was killed, but one senior brother, two junior brothers unfortunately got poisoned and died in that incident.

That winter became his most painful memory when he was a child, making him unwilling to think about it again.

Now that I think about it, if the junior brother Yuanhua, who had the best relationship with him among the two junior brothers, was not dead, he should be as big as him or that Jingyun.

Yuanhui's eyes showed pain, sweat oozing from his forehead, and he closed his eyes and didn't want to think about it anymore.

But the seeds of doubt have been planted, how could he not think about it?

The losses in Tianliang City were quickly counted. This time, Yingui was summoned by Jingyun Sacrifice. Even if the time was very short, more than 4,500 people died in Tianliang City.

Because of the strong physical constitution of the warriors in Yiluan Si Mansion, none of them died, but the ordinary people who died still made Yan Guilai, Eunuch Ao and others extremely angry.

"No matter what the reason for this matter is, Jingyun is a member of Xiaofu Temple after all. Our family must refer to the book of Xiaofu Temple for this matter." Eunuch Ao said sharply.

His face was as dark as the pot. So many things have happened in Tianliang City during this period, and people have died one after another. The population has dropped so much. This year's political achievements must be supported by the twelve miles of Luoshui Township.

In this way, he is even further away from the palace.

Yan Guilai rarely agrees with Eunuch Ao's statement. If it weren't for the Yingui suddenly retreating for some reason, everyone in Tianliang City would have died.

That would be more than 90,000 lives!

Yan Returned to write down the matter in detail and took it to Yiluansi, Luoshui Township.

As for Eunuch Ao, he took the imperial court route and reported the matter.

Soon, the matter of Yingui was dismantled and handed over to the various institutions of the Great Wei Dynasty through special channels.
Chapter completed!