"good."

After staying with the old lady for a while and chatting for a while, Shen Qing returned to her room.

"Oh, and the seventh point, I remember you had something to say last night. Now you can say it."

Seventh Point considered for a moment and said, "Something happened at Qingshan Temple..."

Shen Qing was stunned.

It was drizzling, and a woman was riding a horse quickly in the mountains.

"drive!"

Raindrops fell on Shen Qing's cheeks, but she didn't care.

After two hours and changing three horses, Shen Qing finally arrived at the foot of Qingshan Temple.

She quickly walked up the stairs until she saw the wide-open temple door and smelled the bloody odor that had not been dispelled by the rain all night. Her head buzzed and she stopped in her tracks.

Her legs felt like they were filled with lead. She wiped the rain off her face, then took a long breath and walked towards the temple.

What I saw before me was a tragic scene like hell. The ground was covered with blood mixed with rainwater and flowed freely, gathering into shocking small pools of blood.

Corpses were scattered all over the place, some with twisted limbs, some with hideous faces, and their deaths were extremely horrific.

The battered door teetered on the edge of its seat, as if it had been through a violent storm. The panels were cracked, splinters of wood scattered everywhere, and the remaining part hung askew, threatening to fall completely at any moment. The carvings and paintwork on the doorframe had been damaged beyond recognition, leaving only traces of decay.

The entire temple was filled with a strong smell of blood and death, which was extremely terrifying.

When Shen Qing saw this scene, his breathing suddenly stagnated, as if an invisible big hand was tightly strangling his throat.

She subconsciously rubbed her eyes, as if to confirm that what she saw was not an illusion. Then, she reached out and scratched her head, causing her originally neat bun to become a little messy.

At this moment, her face was filled with helplessness, her lips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin. Her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and she stood there blankly, completely unsure how to respond to this sudden and tragic situation.

After a long time, Shen Qing seemed to calm down, and she walked forward to collect their bodies.

Scar's body was in the front, with countless small wounds on his body, including a fatal penetrating wound in his abdomen. His arm was pinned under his body. Shen Qing reached out and gently took his arm out, but found that he was holding something tightly in his hand.

When I opened it, I saw that it was half a jade pendant, made of ordinary material, and it looked like there was another half.

"Boss, you're awesome!"

"When will I be as powerful as you? Then I can protect my brothers!"

"Boss, do you want to marry a man?"

…

Shen Qing sighed and moved Scar aside.

Xu Ping, wearing a gray robe covered in blood, fell to the ground with a fatal wound on his heart.

"Good morning, Boss!"

"I bought a lot of delicious food. Are you hungry?"

"A drink can soothe all worries, boss, I toast to you!"

…

Shen Qing felt her nose sore, she suppressed her emotions and placed Xu Ping next to Scar.

The one-eyed man's fatal wound was on his neck, cut off by a sword.

"Boss, sighing makes you look ugly!"

"Boss, I'm a little reluctant to let you go to the capital!"

"My martial arts skills have improved the most. Am I abstract?"

…