The Hierarch Has a Black Moonlight

Chapter 48

"Oh..." Yunhua's ending sounded long and protracted, seemingly casually accepting the secret letter, but her eyes stayed on the believer who delivered the letter.

The vague suspicion eyes fell on the top of the head, as if pressing down a mountain, the believer's back was bent even more, and he quickly buried his head respectfully and cupped his hands in front of him, not daring to move.But a pair of rolling eyes are still restless.

When Yunhua slowly tore open the seal of the letter paper, the hissing sound of shredded paper made his bent back straighten up a little, and his dark eyes were about to roll up to the sky.

The believer stared at Yunhua and pulled the thin paper from the envelope, and took the opportunity to take out a cold light dagger from his waist. Unfortunately, the tip of the knife fell to the ground with a "bang" before it even touched half of Yunhua's clothes. on the ground.

"Kangdang——" the dagger fell to the ground, and "cha——" the purple sand tea cup that flew up hit the arms of the congregation and fell to the ground, shattered into slag.

"Hiss..." Yunhua's fingertips numb when she touched the thin paper, and she let go of her hand immediately. The seal fluttered and fell to her feet, revealing a white and empty piece of paper.I don't know where the words are, but the poison must have been put on the paper.

The believer failed with one move, but he didn't have the strength to make another move. He lay on the ground and howled the last scream before his life. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and died before being caught.

That sound sounded really miserable, and those who didn't know thought that June Feixue had wronged some good person.

Yunhua flicked her numb right hand, but fortunately, what was smeared on the paper was only ordinary numbness-causing drugs, which could only make people lose consciousness for a short time, otherwise she would have become a crippled sufferer today.

But... Yunhua turned her head and looked around the corner: "How do you know there is something wrong with him?" The disabled barely helped her once just now, and Yunhua's tone softened a little.Of course, it would be even better if what was thrown was not her purple sand teacup, but a random iron or stone.

"He's shaking." Seeing that she was fine, Shui Youhan turned around and went back to the house.

Why is Smelly Ice always so impatient.Yunhua kicked the believer who was paralyzed on the ground as if venting, and then squatted down to look at him after heaving a sigh of relief, picked up his sleeves on both sides, and opened his jaw to examine carefully.

There were scratch marks on his arm, and a poison pill was stuffed between his teeth. It seemed that he had been prepared for a long time, and even had the determination to die.

Those scratches were all caused by himself, and before this person committed suicide by taking poison, Yintang faintly showed signs of blackening, coupled with a haggard look of being deeply tormented, it is likely that he was under the control of drugs and was forced to do so. Only then did he go against his will and apostasy.

It may not be a good thing for him to be a dead body now. "Take it down and bury it." Yunhua ordered her subordinates, after all, she was the one who had loyally worked for her and Yan Qimo.

Taking a glance from the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of a white figure walking out of the door, the bandages and wooden strips on his hands were still tightly entangled, and he didn't know where he wanted to go again.Yunhua chased after her and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to the house." Now that the matter with Spider Silk Grass has been done properly, it is natural for her to go back to her own room.

"Hey, wait—" Yunhua pulled her back, and spread out her palms. On them were a few pieces of purple sand that she picked up hastily on the ground just now. "You broke my purple sand cup, and you want to leave?" The things were spread out in front of her eyes, lest she could not see clearly.

Shui Youhan frowned: "What do you want?"

"Compensation!" Yunhua said concisely.

Shui Youhan frowned even tighter, and relaxed it after a while: "The thing was broken because of you." He was reasoning with her.

The guards next to the gate were all watching. It was indeed the purple sand tea cup that the girl had just thrown out in desperation to help the high priest solve the problem.But who is the high priest? In the divine religion, she is above all others... Ah no, sometimes she doesn't listen to the words of the leader. How dare such hard-working little believers go against the high priest's wishes, so they shut their mouths tightly It is tight, and dare not utter a sound when the road is uneven.

However, the high priest seemed to be convinced of the girl's thoughts, and he didn't care about the cause and effect of right and wrong, "You broke it with your own hands, and I didn't ask you to use it to save me." He also emphasized the "hands-on" Two words, with no deep meaning, I glanced at the scattered pieces in my hand.

Shui Youhan didn't seem to know what to answer her, stopped for a while without moving, and said after a while, "Why are you messing around."

A group of attendants nodded silently in their hearts, while nervously watching the development of the situation.

Yunhua moved her throat at a loss for words, and suddenly found a group of "nervous" congregants next to her, and immediately glared at them fiercely one by one. The attendants quickly looked away, lowered their heads and dared not look again, only their two ears It stands so straight that even the sound of a gust of wind can be heard clearly.

They heard the priest say, "I have these tea utensils in a complete set. One pot needs four cups. Now that you broke one, wouldn't it destroy my whole set of tea utensils? Could it be that I can't ask you for some more?" Compensation?" At first glance, it sounds reasonable, but when you think about it, isn't the high priest still blackmailing people?

I heard the girl say again: "What do you want?" It's over, it seems that the girl has been tricked.

"The tea set is worth 800 taels, do you have any?" Yunhua leaned over, and saw that Shui Youhan kept the "no money" silence, and smiled knowingly, "Anyway, you don't have anything of value on you, so why don't you use your sword to fight it?" ..." Before the word of debt came out, seeing Shui Youhan's face had changed, and Yunhua also knew what kind of joke she couldn't take, so she changed her words and said, "It's with me. When do you pay back the money for the tea set? I will give you back the sword."

There is no other person in the world except disabled people who are so arrogant without money.

In fact, Shui Youhan really doesn’t have that much money.

Even if Hui Xuelian Sect took their own savings, the total sum might not be half of the 800 taels.

If you want to blame, you can blame this desolate temperament. Although Shui Youhan occupies the position of the left protector of the Blood Lotus Sect, he doesn't like rouge, gouache, gold, silver and jade articles on weekdays. Apart from eating and drinking, there is no use for money.So she has been in office for several years, and any money seized from outside, no matter whether it is taken in bags or carried in boxes, she handed it over to the church intact, and she did not take an ant-sized golden pruner from it. .

And then, the water is still cold, and all that is left is the tiny amount of money that the church gives out according to the ordinary salary.Compared with the 800 taels of silver that Yunhua asked for, it was really insignificant.

Yunhua has done thousands of calculations, and finally she has figured it out.Looking at the cripple's appearance that all four things are empty, it is estimated that the breeze is accompanied by two sleeves, and there is nothing left.

800 taels, I'm afraid she won't be able to get it out even if her belongings are searched.

Now, why don't you pay off the debt with your body and obediently obey yourself?Yunhua thought about it, and a "weird" smile appeared on her face.

The attendants looked at the poor girl who was tortured by the high priest, and couldn't help but feel more sympathy in their eyes.Alas, it seems that we should treat this girl better in the future.

"Okay, let's go." At this moment, Yunhua's heart was filled with the joy of turning over and becoming the master, and she proudly pulled Shui Youhan's left sleeve and left.

Unexpectedly, the sleeve could not be pulled halfway, Yunhua turned her head, looked at Shui Youhan who was still there, and said, "What are you doing?" The crippled man treated himself like a wooden stake again?

"Where are you going?" Shui Youhan looked at her, his eyes were clear and calm, but there was something heavy about "worth 800 taels" in his heart.

Probably everyone's mood when they first find out that they owe a huge debt.

"Go and see the tea set. If the price of it has dropped now, wouldn't you be able to pay back less money?"

Shui Youhan was silent in his heart, and followed Yunhua down the mountain.

"Hey, have you eaten this?" On the busy street, Yunhua took a thriving candied haws.

There are quite a lot of people on the street today. After all, it is the center of the bustling Fusheng city. As always, there are cars and horses passing by, and the crowd is endless. If it weren't for the fear that the two candied haws that I finally bought would be knocked off, Yunhua would not Hide to the side of the street and stand next to this stinky tofu stall.It stinks.

The water is still cold in front of this bunch of candied haws.I thought about this thing when I was a child, but I never dared to talk about it, and I never got it. Later, as I got older, I naturally didn't like it.

Regarding candied haws, the only thing left in my memory is "Xiaojin loves to eat".

"I don't like it." She shook her head.

"Have you eaten?" Yun Hua raised her eyebrows and looked at her suspiciously.

Shui Youhan stopped talking.Yunhua took a bite of her candied hawthorn, and a round hawthorn wrapped in sugar paste melted in her mouth. The broken sugar shell was sweet and sticky, and the hawthorn was not sour. She passed the other one over: "You try it first."

"Hurry up, try it quickly, how do you know if you don't like it if you haven't eaten it?" Yunhua was about to get used to her behavior of ice cubes, and directly stuffed the bamboo skewers into her hands, "Sweet, don't worry."

Seeing that she took half a bite of a candied hawthorn, and half of the hawthorn meat was missing, Yunhua stared at her nervously and curiously: "How is it, is it sweet?" The skewers are bad hawthorns picked up by unscrupulous traders.There are a lot of traffickers who mix good and bad like this, all for the sake of getting cheap.

Fortunately, Shui Youhan nodded slightly in response, otherwise Yunhua would have no doubt caught the peddler who was holding the candied haws root rack and hadn't gone far to clean up.

Yunhua and Shui Youhan walked on the street, actually attracting a lot of attention.Today, the country is prosperous and the people are peaceful, and the peace is long, and the people naturally cultivate some leisure sentiments in living and working in peace and contentment, especially the growing love for beauty and talent.

The two of them walked together, like a light and dancing butterfly flower fairy swimming with an exiled fairy who fell into the mortal world. The square scarf scholar on the roadside painting stall rubbed his eyes, and quickly picked up his brush and ink on the exhibition paper to paint in one go.

However, before the outline of the painting was finished, the scholar's poetic fantasy was completely shattered by a long neighing horse.

——He doesn't know if the one in the white clothes is a banished fairy who fell into the mortal world, but the other one must not be a butterfly flower fairy!

"Get out of the way!! Get out of the way!!!" The sound of Dudu's hooves blasted the crowd, and a man on the horse hurriedly whipped the horse, letting the horses that were sprinting into the crowd, shouting loudly Call: "Get out of the way!"

People blocking the side of the stall and walking on the road, regardless of gender, were startled by the tall horse rushing in the dust, hurriedly hid far away, and crowded all the way to the place far away from the horse's hoof.

"Get out of the way!" The horse driver's voice came out at the top of his throat, and Shui Youhan listened to the sound of Du Du's horse's hooves, and moved his feet slightly to the inside.

Unexpectedly, the feet in the sky were not yet firmly established, and a man in coarse clothes suddenly squeezed behind him, who was also in a hurry to hide from the horse.Usually there are many people on the streets in the downtown area, and it is not uncommon to inadvertently bump into passers-by, let alone now.

The man caught a glimpse of Shui Youhan from the corner of his eye, but he staggered for half a step, didn't look back, and squeezed into the road with all his might.

Shui Youhan staggered two steps, his right hand could not move, which was sometimes inconvenient, but at this time, he had to rely on his left hand to stretch out and hold on to the wooden boards on the edge of the booth to stabilize his body, so as not to bump into other people with his feet.

Suddenly, a piece of indigo robe floated by, and Yunhua grabbed the man's shoulder with a grabbing hand, pulled the rough-clothed man back with all his might, raised his foot and mercilessly kicked him on the back of his knee, Hearing "Ouch", the man half-kneeled on the ground in a blink of an eye, propped up on the ground with one hand.

At the same time, there was a long neighing sound from the horse, and the horse in the middle of the street plopped on the ground with its legs bent, raising a cloud of messy dust.

An embroidered hairpin was deeply tied into the horse's leg, which also flew out of Yunhua's hand. The horse was shaking pitifully, and its injured leg was bleeding.

The messenger who fell off the horse looked left and right, and his eyes were locked on Yunhua immediately. He gritted his teeth and walked over quickly, raised his hand and pointed: "You...!"

"Crack!" Before the fingers were straightened, Yunhua slapped his half-stretched hand with a backhand, "What me!? Shut up! I'm sorry for you when you are riding through the market in broad daylight! You are in such a hurry Are you going to attend your father's funeral?"

"And you!" Yunhua pulled up the rough-clothed man who was half kneeling on the ground, gasping for air, pulled his collar, and lifted him half up, "Don't you have eyes? Ah!? Horseshoe Did you step on you and run so fast, can't you look at the road when you run? Are you blind?!" Yunhua pointed to Shui Youhan, "Can't you see that her hand is injured!? What are you squeezing her for? You want to be picky, right?"

"I..." The man in rough clothes turned pale, trembling and afraid to speak.After all, they were ordinary people, and they were frightened by Yunhua's posture.

"Keep your dog eyes open for my aunt to see." Yunhua pulled the collar of his clothes, and carried him to Shui Youhan like a chicken with one hand, "See what is tied to her hand?! Say !"

"Bandage...bandage..."

"What else?!" Yunhua's voice was like thunder crackling the ground.

"Also, there are wooden bars..." The man's voice trembled.

Yunhua kicked him right away: "I can see now? You still squeeze her hand because she was injured, don't you have any conscience?! She has a broken bone, do you know that it's hard to move because of the broken bone?!" Thinking of the disabled hand just now Seeing how pitiful he was helping him to the stall, his heart became even more angry, "The eyes are useless, aren't they? If the eyes are useless, then don't keep them."

"Kang Dang" a dagger landed at the man's feet with a loud sound.

The crowd automatically gathered into a circle in fear, watched for a long time, each swallowed their saliva, and no one dared to step forward.

This aunt doesn't look like a troublesome...

The man, who was injured and not injured this time, knelt on the ground, "Girl, I was wrong, I was wrong! Please forgive me, the little one will never dare to squeeze her again!" He kept saluting and kowtowing to Yunhua.

The busy city turned into a quiet city, and the eyes of the crowd turned from Yunhua to the man in rough clothes, and finally to the "wounded" Shui Youhan.

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