Yaoying took General Jin back to the yard, and was pleasantly surprised to find that Xie Qing and the others had returned.

Seeing everyone together, Xie Chong and the others saw Xinying, excited and intolerable, surrounded by rare, vying to feed it.

General Jin was full of energy, his feet gripping the scaffold.

More than a dozen soldiers stretched their arms and handed the meat chunks, staring at it eagerly.

General Jin swept around arrogantly, and took away the piece of meat delivered by one of the soldiers. He looked like two eagles when he was attacked by Garuda just now.

At night, Yuanjue sent eagle slaves to teach soldiers how to train eagles.

The next morning, Yaoying was awakened by a clacking sound, and with a clatter, something slammed on the door leaf.

The footsteps were chaotic, and the soldiers yelled anxiously.

The chaos was mixed with one or two crisp, rapid calls.

Yaoying got up, put on a leather jacket in a hurry, and opened the door of the room.

The two groups of black shadows entangled in mid-air, their sharp claws grabbed at each other mercilessly, and birds feathers fluttered.

Yaoying's mouth twitched: Why did Jialouluo fight General Jin again?

General Jin lost to Jialou Luo, his wings suddenly retracted, swooped down, and rushed towards Yaoying.

The eagle slave who rushed over gave a whistle, raised the arm that was wearing a haunted arm, and led General Jin away for Yaoying. She had just got up, without protective gear, and would be scratched by the eagle's claws.

General Jin was taken away by the eagle slave, Garuda flapped his wings, and his vigorous figure disappeared behind the snow-covered courtyard.

Yaoying closed her jacket tightly and couldn't laugh or cry: Isn't the entire Wang Temple the territory of Garuda?

It seems that General Jin can only be sent outside the city.

She thought about it, turned back to the room, glanced at her feet casually, she touched a soft ball on her toes, and her body suddenly rolled over with a shudder.

There were a bunch of dead mice in front of the door.

"These mice were sent by Buddha's goshawk." Xie Chong had just finished his boxing, sweating, lying on the porch and panting, "Seven or eight were given away!"

Yaoying was startled.

Isn't Garuda apologizing to her?

Yaoying looked at the dead mouse on the ground, shook her head and laughed. She let people come over to clean up, called the soldiers, and told them about Zhu Luyun and his group.

She wanted to pick someone to go to the post house and stare at the Beirong mission.

Xie Chong immediately volunteered and wiped her neck: "Princess, your subordinates can kill her without knowing it."

Yaoying shook her head.

Xie Chong looked disappointed.

Yaoying clicked on the name of another soldier: "Xie Yan, your nonsense is the best, you go to the post house and stare at the Beirong mission."

Xie Yan is a tall man. He learned the language of Hu the fastest among the soldiers, and his mother is Hu Nu. He inherited the appearance of his mother, wearing a short robe and boots, looks just like a Hu man from the outside.

"Remember, you are not going to kill."

Xie Yan should be, and asked: "Princess, what do the subordinates need to do?"

"Stare at them, follow them, no matter what happens, don't disturb them." Yaoying exhorted.

The eldest princess knew Zhu Luyun and knew that she would not achieve a major event, so she still sent her on an envoy, there must be other reasons.

Xie Yan nodded: "Subordinates remembered."

After breakfast, Yaoying wrote a letter to Yang Qian, Yuchi Damo, and the caravan outside the city.

The soldiers told her that the letter could not be sent out now: "The four armies of the royal court are domineering and guard the gates of the city in the name of martial law. Buckle down."

Xie punched his voice in a low voice, worried and authentic: "Will their Buddha completely lose power? Princess, should we make early plans?"

Several other people followed, and the outside of the city was already densely packed with private soldiers on the inside and outside. The Buddha had only the Chinese army. If the new regent elected was a Dong Zhuo-like figure, wouldn't the Buddha have to be a puppet in the future? ?

Yaoying didn't explain anything to them, only instructed everyone not to go out and walk around in the next few days.

While he was busy, someone came in from outside to report: "Princess, General Ashina's entourage is here."

The person who came was dressed in a blue shirt of the Chinese army, with a white robe on his shoulders, and took out Bi Suo’s bronze talisman. "Princess, General Ashina invites you to go to the Buddhist scripture cave. I have something to discuss with you. The general mentioned it to you yesterday. Past things."

Yaoying remembered this, took the written letter, and followed the guard out of the yard.

The atmosphere in the temple was solemn and solemn. The monks gathered in the front hall to chant. The corridors and courtyards were empty, and no one could be seen for a long time.

Yaoying walked behind the guard for a long time, frowning, the Tibetan scripture cave is in the north of the temple, and the terrain should be getting higher and higher. How does it feel that you are heading south along the way?

She glanced at the guards and confirmed that one of them was Bi Suo's entourage, wondering in her heart, winking at Xie Qing beside her.

The two exchanged silently with their eyes for a while, Xie Qing's expression was cold, and he squeezed the handle of the knife.

Yaoying stayed quiet, patrolling around, silent, and there were four people on the other side, all of them tall and majestic, and aggressive, Xie Qing couldn't handle it alone.

The scheming in her mind was flying, and she hadn't thought of the way to get out. Suddenly, the guard stopped without warning, his figure flickered, and turned around, spreading her five fingers, and sprayed a canopy of powder at her.

Yaoying had been paying attention to the guard's movements, and when she saw it, she quickly held her breath, covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves, backed quickly, turned around and ran without any delay.

She couldn't help Xie Qing, it was a burden to stay, and she could run as far as she could.

The guards didn't expect Yaoying to react so quickly. She was taken aback and grabbed her body. Xie Qing drew her sword out of her sheath and greeted her. The two guards next to her slashed towards her. She dodged and defended tightly.

Another guard took the opportunity to rush towards Yaoying.

Xie Qing was secretly anxious and turned around to stop her. The other three immediately dispersed and blocked her way. She couldn't get out, so she could only grit her teeth.

Yaoying spotted the towering pagoda grottoes in the distance, ran quickly, footsteps hurried behind her, the guards had already chased her, the tall figure covered her, and her big hand like a fan of puffballs grabbed her tresses.

There was a palm wind behind her head, and her cold fingers gripped her shoulders tightly.

...

After Yaoying left, Xie Chong continued to practice boxing.

There was a sound of footsteps in front of the door, and several army guards with swords walked into the courtyard and said, "Where is Princess Wen Zhao? General Ashina asked her to go to the Buddhist scripture cave."

Several people Xie Chong looked wrong: "Didn't you just come here to pass a message? The princess has already gone to the Tibetan scripture cave."

The guards looked at each other, and immediately turned around to chase them. They found the Buddhist scripture cave all the way, but they didn't see Yaoying and his group, and they were shocked.

"Go report it to the general!"

Bi Suo was on duty in front of the temple, and the guards looked for him, and his face changed suddenly when he told the situation.

"Don't disturb the king."

Bi Suo calmed down quickly, and solemnly ordered the guards.

"Take two teams of men and horses and search carefully from south to north. Now the guards are tight everywhere. No one can take the princess out of the temple. They must still be hiding in the temple."

The guard said anxiously: "General, they may have left the temple with your bronze talisman! For this plan, we must let the monks help to find people and find people as soon as possible, but the monks only listen to the king's orders... "

Bi Suo's face was gloomy as water.

A meeting to discuss the establishment of the regent will be held soon, and he does not want to distract Tamara Gha.

But if Princess Wen Zhao is taken away and hid, what happens... His conscience is distressed.

The princess said to treat him as a friend.

Bi Suo closed his eyes and turned to enter the hall.

Tamaragarh turned his back to him, sitting in front of the Buddha, breathing as if there was nothing, as if he had entered the realm of meditation.

Bi Suo knelt down on one knee.

"Wang, Princess Wen Zhao was taken away by my subordinates under the false pretence...may have been out of the Wang Temple at this moment, please order the monks and soldiers to search carefully."

The temple is as quiet as sinking water, and there is no sound.

Bi Suo waited for a while, thinking that Tamaraga hadn't heard it, and hesitated to say it again. He raised his head and was stunned.

Tamara Gha had already walked in front of him, his steps were light and calm, his face was calm, his blue eyes were deep, without a trace of waves.

The thick eyebrows that gathered the beauty of the mountains and rivers were slightly twisted.

"When did this happen?"

Bi Suo regained consciousness and replied: "Just now."

There was no expression on Tamaraga's face, and he stepped out of the inner hall, summoned the monks and soldiers guarding the hall, "Go to the south to find it."

The pagodas under the rocks in the north are like forests, and the grottoes are densely packed. Monks and soldiers come and go to patrol every half an hour. The south is relatively flat and wide, with large vacant monks' rooms. The monks and soldiers have all withdrawn to the northern hall these days. If someone wants to take Yaoying out of the temple, it will undoubtedly be easier to escape from there.

Tamara Gha gave an order, and the monks and soldiers moved after hearing the wind, and dispersed along the route they were in charge of patrolling.

Bi Suo was anxious and took the guards to search along the way.

After looking for a while, a shout came from the south.

"found it!"

"I found Princess Wen Zhao!"

"Princess Wen Zhao is safe."

Bi Suo was overjoyed and led people to greet him.

There were silhouettes of people in the promenade, and a few monks and soldiers crowded Yaoying and Xie Qing down the stone steps.

Yaoying has loose braids and messy clothes, describing her embarrassment and staggering steps.

Xie Qing followed her half a step behind, just after a fight, there were blood stains on his face and neck, some minor injuries on his arms and waist, blood stains on his clothes, cold expression, and still holding a saber in his hands.

Bi Suo's heart tightened, staring at Yaoying in the distance without blinking, confirming that she was not injured, let out a long sigh, the stone fell to the ground in her heart, walked forward quickly, and unwrapped her white robe around her shoulders. , Said softly: "Because of my negligence, the princess was frightened."

Yaoying was almost taken away by the guards just now, and she had a lingering fear: "The general's entourage ran away."

Bi Suo looked sharp and sneered: "He can't run too far."

He glanced at Yaoying and said softly: "I will send the princess back."

Yaoying nodded.

At this time, a monk walked over quickly and stopped the two of them: "Wang ordered, Princess Wen Zhao doesn't have to go back yet."

After speaking, he motioned Yaoying to keep up with him.

Yaoying looked at Bi Suo.

Bi Suo's expression stiffened for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes flickered, and his eyes drifted away.

Yaoying thought for a while and told Xie Qing to go back and follow the monk soldiers.

Bi Suo also followed.

Under the guidance of the monks and soldiers, the two walked through the promenade full of murals. The snow was reflected in the corridor, and the cyan-gold light and shadow floated and shone, and a layer of water-like spots was caged on the ground. The bell rang.

Luxurious and quiet, and the face is solemn.

Yaoying suddenly reacted. This is another road leading to the Tamara Gha meditation room.

Yuanjue stood by the door and saw Yaoying, with a relieved expression on her face, raising the felt curtain.

Bi Suo and Yaoying stepped into the Zen room one after another.

A cold gaze swept over, like lightning passing by, and settled on Yaoying.

Tamara Gha stood in front of the window and looked back at her. She was dressed in a crimson robe that was too wide, and her clothes were wrinkled like water, making her figure clear. Sunlight came in obliquely from the window and spilled on his side face. His handsome eyebrows were like a faint ink painting, his facial features became deeper and his blue eyes drooped slightly.

Yaoying met his eyes and suddenly felt a little trouble breathing.