He quickly calmed down, noticed the clues from Xiao Qianye's indifferent face, and asked tentatively: "You are not Prime Minister Guo's person, are you? What are you doing here so late at night?"

Xiao Qianye smiled casually, watching the corpse at his feet being devoured by bamboo leaves and then strangely floating back to the bamboo forest outside, returning to the branches piece by piece. He immediately understood the source of the evil spirits in the bamboo: "

I passed by this place and wanted to come up to worship Buddha and burn incense sticks, but unfortunately it was dark on a rainy night and I accidentally took the wrong road. I didn't expect that the Buddhist pure land at the feet of the emperor would be home to such a number of evil spirits, which is really impressive."

"Don't look at things you shouldn't look at!" The young man seemed to be reminding and warning him. He quietly sat back on the armchair while playing his piccolo. His eyes were always fixed on the snow-colored sword in the opponent's hand. This refreshing feeling

The power of the three-step distance made every inch of his flesh and blood instinctively tighten. Only his cheeks pretended to be calm and maintained a chuckle, "How can anyone climb a mountain in the middle of the night and come in from behind to worship Buddha? The Buddha is dishonest.

I won’t bless you.”

"Can't you worship Buddha at night?" Xiao Qianye sarcastically asked, "Does it mean that Buddha also has to sleep?"

The two of them looked at each other, and as the crows on the eaves turned their gazes to Xiao Qianye, the atmosphere became stagnant in an instant. At the moment of tension, the door of the wing next to him squeaked and echoed.

After being pushed away, a faint smile came out. Xiao Qianye looked sideways and saw that he was a middle-aged man. Although he was only wearing a thin nightgown, he had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was a man who could tell people at a glance.

Feeling agitated, he gently waved his hand to signal the young man to retreat with the crow, strode up to Xiao Qianye and asked with a calm face: "Young master, are you here to worship Buddha? That's unlucky, the Empress Dowager is ill."

She is critically ill, and the monks in Liuyun Temple are praying for her day and night. If you want to seek help from the Buddha, there is a Baiyun Temple nearby, so you might as well go there and give it a try."

Even though the other party did not report his family background, Xiao Qianye was very sure that this man with extraordinary temperament must be the rumored Prince Xian. Perhaps he was very different from the image of a hero who colluded with the Demon Cult in his imagination. This inexplicably aroused his interest.

Interesting took the initiative to answer the question and asked: "Does the Buddha also want to pick the rich and the poor? Is it true that the Queen Mother can pray for blessings, but I, an ordinary person, can't?"

"Haha, having said that, the young master also wants to talk about first-come, first-served, right?" Prince Xian answered unhurriedly while finding the wrong reasons. His conversation was elegant and indifferent, and every word was sonorous and powerful. He was a very cultivated man. He held his chin and thought

After thinking about it, he made an invitation gesture to him again, "I also have a Buddha statue in my room. Although it is not as majestic as the big Buddha in the main hall, it has been very effective over the years. Sir, do you want to give it a try?"

"Is the Buddha still divided between the spiritual and the ineffective?" Xiao Qianye was amused by him and followed him into the room by mistake. Prince Xian nodded seriously, "Of course, who will worship the Buddha if he is not effective?"

Xiao Qianye was startled by his answer, and blurted out and repeated the exact words he just said: "Buddha will not bless you if you are not sincere."

"I'm just an ordinary person. If Buddha doesn't show his spiritual power to me, why should I believe in him and worship him?" Prince Xian retorted without hesitation and laughed, "Young master, do you believe in Buddhism?"

"I don't believe it." Xiao Qianye answered casually and said coldly, "Whether it's gods, Buddhas, or those demons and monsters, I've never seen them appear, why should I believe them?"

"Oh?" Prince Xian looked at him with admiration and led him into the room. There was a Buddhist niche on one side of this simple wing, which was covered by a layer of white gauze and couldn't see his true face. Prince Xian respectfully lit three sticks of incense.

After plugging it in, he suddenly blinked at Xiao Qianye mysteriously and said in a low voice, "Why don't you, Master, try this Buddha I offered? In just one month, Guo Youan has sent ten batches of killers here. If not,

With the blessing of the Buddha, I am afraid that I would have been killed by the sword long ago."

Xiao Qianye glanced at the Buddha whose true face could not be seen clearly behind the white gauze, sneered noncommittally, and said in a low voice: "The one who protected you is not the Buddha, but the Miao man just now."

Prince Xian nodded and joked: "That's right. It seems that after this matter is over, I will also erect a golden Buddha statue for him. I said, as long as it is spiritual, no matter which sect he is, I will give him a statue of gods, demons, Buddhas and ghosts."

I don’t care, it doesn’t matter if it’s Miao territory…it doesn’t matter if it’s the Demon Cult.”

Suddenly hearing the other party take the initiative to mention the most important thing, Xiao Qianye frowned slightly and subconsciously tightened his grip on the sword spirit. The white sword light swayed in the dim room. Prince Xian swiped the corner of his eye and said with a smile: "Really

To be honest, I had an informant reporting on what happened in Dunhuang a long time ago, but Prime Minister Guo seemed to have concealed some vital information. My informant had no clues after repeated inquiries, and Shengtong suddenly died of a sudden illness not long ago.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Youan's killers broke in one after another, haha, he and I have been fighting openly and secretly for ten years, and this is the first time that he has been so uncontrollable."

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that I am also the Prime Minister's son?" Xiao Qianye asked alertly. The other party waved his hands and laughed noncommittally, "Impossible, no matter how much Guo Youan can cover up the sky with one hand, he will not be able to invite Kunlun's disciples to deal with me."

"Oh?" Xiao Qianye lowered his head and looked at the sword spirit in his hand. Because the blade of Likong Sword was damaged, he had been filling the cracks with his divine power from heaven. Can people still recognize it at a glance in this state?

Prince Xian looked at him meaningfully and explained: "I have indeed seen Kunlun's disciples. Both the sword spirit and the spiritual power when the sword is drawn are too special, so when you walked in, I knew you were not Guo Youan.

My informant once said that Kunlun disciples appeared near Dunhuang, and now you have come to visit me personally so soon. I just want to ask you one thing - what happened in Dunhuang City?"

Xiao Qianye didn't reply. Something he had been guessing became more confusing at this moment. Prince Xian did know the Demon Cult, which meant that he was the mastermind behind the "Dark Crow" in Cui Xiuming's mouth. But he asked the question in turn.

What happened in Dunhuang?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Prince Xian didn't rush to ask questions. He talked about the past events not long ago: "I know everything Lei Gongmo did, but the little emperor is ridiculous and inactive. It's a pity that Wen Zhaoqin's passionate blood spilled into the yellow sand."

Xiao Qianye's eyes suddenly darkened. Whether they were the pro-Cheng faction or the pro-Prince faction, it was impossible for the two people who had been mediating in the battle for so many years not to notice that the emperor was behaving strangely. Why did he let it go? Could it be that there was something wrong with both sides?

Is there some kind of wishful thinking that cannot be seen?

He raised his eyes calmly and answered the question: "The emperor behaves strangely. Doesn't the prince suspect that there is something hidden in it?"

"I don't care about him." Prince Xian snorted coldly, with a sharp smile on his lips, lowering his voice and speaking treasonous words, "I wish he would fall quickly. The throne was snatched from me, and I don't cherish it.

Do you still expect me to do my best to assist a mediocre person?"

Xiao Qianye was secretly surprised. Listening to his tone, could it be that he didn't even know about the reincarnation dew mixed in the relics? No way... Isn't this person the contact person of Saint Boy Huggins?

Prince Xian didn't pay attention to the doubts that flashed across his face. He calmly opened the door and said, "To be honest, I do have some special deals with the Demon Cult. I have been looking for ways to deal with Guo Youan for so many years.

He had received help from Doctor Xue from Shijue Valley in Changbai Mountain. Despite his age, the old man's body was invulnerable to all poisons. He probably wouldn't have any big problems if he lived for another thirty to fifty years. His relatives had been in power for decades, and he had already covered the sky with one hand.

He has also repeatedly tried to get involved in the military power of Fan Yang, Hedong and other places. I can't let him develop his power so unscrupulously. I must get rid of him in my own generation, so I will deal with the Demon Cult at any cost, even if it takes half my life.

The savings are worth it.”

"The deal the prince mentioned refers to the reincarnation dew, right?" Xiao Qianye answered cautiously and asked tentatively, "The prince should have obtained the reincarnation dew a long time ago, haven't you used it yet?"

The other party nodded without concealment, not realizing there was something behind the words, and murmured in reply: "Hudgens came to see me just three months ago with the reincarnation dew, but he didn't even have time to pay him.

He died suddenly. Although according to my understanding of the Demon Cult, their holy boys seem to be short-lived, and it is very common for them to die inexplicably. But I think there is another hidden reason behind this matter. Unfortunately, Dunhuang is Guo Youan's territory.

The business has been rock solid for decades. It would be nice if I could arrange for an informant to pass on some information occasionally, but I am really helpless when it comes to more in-depth things."

"Three months ago?" Xiao Qianye's heart skipped a beat. The emperor was controlled by Reincarnation Lu a year ago. Why did Prince Xian only mention three months ago?

Seeing that he was deep in thought, Prince Xian couldn't help but speak faster for some reason: "I admit that I am not a good person, but Guo Youan must be worse. If you are willing to believe me, tell me what the old thief is hiding, if not

The matter is so important that he wouldn't be so eager to kill me."

Xiao Qianye was silent. For a moment, he didn't know who to believe or how to answer this question. He could only quickly sort out the complex clues and think about how true or false these words were. He had indeed been doubting it for a long time.

, a military fortress like Dunhuang cannot be easily infiltrated, especially a crucial position like Lei Gongmo, who must be carefully selected after weighing the pros and cons before recommending a close friend to take over. However, it is an indisputable fact that the Demon Sect and Prince Xian colluded.

, he himself admitted it neatly. Can a person who deals with the Demonic Cult at any cost really be trusted?

Wait... Could it be that the relationship between the Demon Cult and Prince Xian is just a transaction of money and goods? That kind of swindling religion can trade with Prince Xian for money, could it also have an affair with Guo Youan for some other purpose?

Thinking of these doubts, Xiao Qianye took a deep breath. It was true that neither side was a good person. Each had its own agenda, but the Demon Sect was reaping the benefits. As if gambling on the suspicion in his heart, he asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty.

But we know that the Dew of Reincarnation flowed into the palace a year ago and was hidden in the Buddha bone relic seized from Wen Zhaoqin's house. The great change in the emperor's temperament was also due to the influence of the Dew of Reincarnation."

Prince Xian opened his mouth slightly, his expression became solemn, and after a long time he said: "In order to deal with Guo You'an, I secretly deployed the 'Crow' to monitor the capital ten years ago. The Miao you just saw was codenamed 'Silver Crow', although the price is high.

, but he does have some skills to protect me many times under numerous assassinations, so even the old and cunning Guo Youan has never been able to succeed against me. He is so brave. Although I don't like the little emperor, I haven't really planned to kill him to usurp power.

To seize the throne, he couldn't sit still and wanted to use the secret medicine to coerce the emperor and order the princes?"

The fog in his heart slowly dissipated, but Xiao Qianye became even more nervous and asked: "Does the prince know that Huihe Khan once wrote a secret letter to Lei Gongmo?"

"Huihe Khan?" Prince Xian raised his tone at this moment, and the shocked expression was clearly displayed on his face. Xiao Qianye carefully stared at any change in his emotions, and even secretly transferred the invisible divine power to him.

The thread silently penetrated the other party's body and listened to the ups and downs of the heartbeat. His own heartbeat was also thumping uncontrollably at the same time - he really didn't know! He had been suspected of being the mastermind since he left Dunhuang.
Chapter completed!