Chapter 192 How could it be him?
The man who spoke had his hair simply tied up and his crown was made of neither gold nor silver.
He was wearing a blue round-necked robe with his right side exposed, revealing half of his arm with intricate patterns.
Cheng Nianying felt somewhat familiar with his face.
It was precisely because of the familiarity that Cheng Nianying felt strange.
How did he know her name? Unless... he was the owner of the building.
But how could it be him!
He personally arrested both the big and small Dongs!
"Sir, do you know her?" This question was first asked by the abbot.
The man stood up and nodded, saying, "There are only so many nobles coming and going in the capital. How could I not know them?"
The abbot nodded: "Then this female guest is..."
"Princess of Danshuo County, has the abbot never heard of this?"
The abbot frowned and said, "Although I am far away, I have heard that the Princess of Danshuo County has passed away due to illness."
"Yes, how could someone who had already passed away still be standing here?" The man held the sword at his waist with one hand. "Could it be a ghost?"
The abbot noticed the strange tone of his voice, and his face, which looked like an orange peel, suddenly became even more wrinkled. "How could there be ghosts and evil spirits? That's nonsense!"
"Then I guess it's because they look the same that I was mistaken."
This conversation was really a bit rambling. The abbot looked at him deeply and asked, "What are you doing here, sir?"
"I forgot something yesterday and I'm here to get it back." The man walked out. "Don't bother me."
He passed by Cheng Nianying and didn't seem to have any intention of pressing her.
The door closed with a slight sound, and the abbot immediately asked Cheng Nianying to take a seat.
"Thank you for returning the relic from such a long distance."
Cheng Nianying has regained her composure.
return?
Did the relic originally belong to the Hanging Temple? But Yin Heng didn't mention it when he talked about its origin. She also thought about how Fu Yi didn't make any additional explanations when he left...
Cheng Nianying whispered, "I'm not here to return the relic."
Although he knew it was not easy to retrieve the item, the abbot was still choked by the girl's blunt words.
"Then why did you come here, benefactor?"
"Someone wants to kill me."
The abbot choked again.
"Buddha has mercy on me..." Cheng Nianying hesitated and said, "You will never stand by and watch someone die, right? That's why Fu Yi asked me to come here."
The abbot sighed and clasped his hands together: "That's right."
"Donor, please stay here." It can't be more difficult than taking it from Prince Danshuo.
Fu Yi asked the young woman to bring the relic to his house, and he clearly drew a cake with the Hanging Temple hanging there.
The abbot knew it, but he could not refuse.
He said, "You can stay as long as you want."
Cheng Nianying responded softly with "hmm".
The abbot immediately rang the golden bell at his hand, and soon a young monk came in and led Cheng Nianying out.
After passing through one door after another and entering the narrow corridor, Cheng Nianying saw the man again at the corner.
The man asked the young monk, "Where are you sending her?"
The young monk said, "Go to Qingcao Hall."
"I know that road. You go back and report to the abbot. I'll take her there. I'd like to have a few words with her."
The young monk didn't think about it anymore, nodded, and turned around to find the abbot.
Under the eaves, the two looked at each other in silence for a moment.
The man spoke first: "Why don't you call that little monk?"
Cheng Nianying stared at him coldly.
"Aren't you afraid?" the man asked with interest.
Cheng Nianying finally moved her lips and said, "Commander Jiang." The man took a step closer and said, "You have a good memory. You even remember a small figure like me who only appeared once."
Cheng Nianying looked at him and said, "You are not a nobody."
Fu Yi asked her to go back to the Imperial Capital with him, saying that Jiang, the commander of the Divine Guard Army, had a surname that was a prominent family.
The man smiled and said, "Was it Fu Yi who suggested you come to the Hanging Temple?"
Cheng Nianying didn't say anything.
The man made no attempt to conceal his feelings and continued, "Have you met Master Ruan? It's a pity he's afraid of monks."
Cheng Nianying quietly changed her stance, her body tensed, ready to go.
"Actually, at first, I didn't think you were the traitor who ran away from the building. After all, the last time I saw you in the building was when you were... seven? Eight?"
The man paused, then continued, "My father said you were a good talent. But you were too stubborn, which was not good. Back then, I asked you to kneel before me and make a table for me, but you actually bit me."
"How can a dog bite its owner?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed at Cheng Nianying.
Cheng Nianying kicked the railing and flew out sideways.
But the blade still cut off a strand of her hair.
To be the commander of the Divine Guard, his skills must be extraordinary.
Without even blinking, he turned his hand back, turned sideways, and slashed with the power of thunder.
There was a sound of footsteps approaching rapidly.
The abbot shouted, "Stop!"
At the same time, he raised his hand and threw out a string of Buddhist beads, which hit the knife. The man slowed down a little, but he still did not retract his force. The knife cut deeply into the pillar under the corridor, and the Buddha statue carved on the pillar was chopped off from its head and body.
The abbot took a few steps closer and raised his hand, saying, "If you, my lord, wish to act in this way, I must report to His Majesty and ask you to expel me."
The man let go, but the knife remained stuck on the pillar.
He turned around, surprised at the abbot's protection.
The young monk only reported back once, but the abbot was already worried and came over...
"We were just sparring for a moment. I'm sorry to have made the abbot laugh."
"Buddhism is not supposed to use swords. The reason why I allow you to bring a sword is simply because you have the responsibility to protect us." The abbot said with a cold face.
The man bowed slightly, "Yes, it's not right to spar, I remember."
At this time, Cheng Nianying picked up the Buddhist beads that fell to the ground and handed it back to the abbot.
The abbot took it in his palm, nodded slightly, and then left.
The young novice followed hesitantly and asked the abbot, "Are we still going to leave these two together?"
"Commander Jiang can't leave right now. We'll have to meet again. He's a smart man and won't do anything again."
After the abbot finished speaking, he frowned. In fact, he also suspected that Commander Jiang had done that just now on purpose to scare the little girl.
Wait for the abbot to leave.
The man pulled the knife off the pillar: "I was just joking with you."
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