"Forehead?"
"Since then, the abbot seems to have changed. It was from that time that the abbot began to search for the Heartbreak Grass everywhere and control every monk in the Silent Temple."
"This... is probably what happens when someone's brain gets struck by lightning."
Xiao Tang didn't expect that the main villain also had a grudge against the abbot of Jingyin Temple.
The festival doesn't matter; what matters is that this abbot is a Gu poison enthusiast?
It's unbelievable that someone in this world has such a bizarre hobby.
Back at the inn.
Xiao Tang then saw the man sitting upright beside the coffee table.
He took off his mask.
His expression was cold and stern.
The air pressure inside the room was very low.
Startled, Di Yanqing quickly shrank behind Xiao Tang, peeking out his little head weakly, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, I, I was wrong, please don't hit me."
Although every time I got hit, it was on my buttocks, it still hurt a lot.
You should know that Ninth Prince had a severed palm.
Hitting someone can hurt a lot.
Xiao Tang lowered her eyes, glanced at the little guy hiding behind her legs, and chuckled to herself.
She stepped aside without making a sound.
Children need to be taught a lesson, otherwise they won't know the difference between right and wrong.
If she had arrived any later this time, the child... might have become that old bald monk's puppet.
Di Jingling didn't respond, but instead took a sip of tea.
His entire aura changed.
This also made the young emperor subconsciously hold his breath, and he didn't even dare to say a word.
He hurriedly tugged at Xiao Tang's trouser leg.
It means asking her to plead for leniency.
Heaven knows how terrifying the Ninth Prince's wrath can be; it could even kill someone.
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