Chapter 153 Identity

Under the black robe, a bit of his white chin was revealed, with a perfect curve and no stubble, very clean. It can

be seen that the man in the black robe is very young. He

looks like he is in his early twenties at most.

The lips that can be seen are very thin, and the same light color as his skin.

After taking a sip of the tea, he put down the teacup and sat there motionless.

Huijing chatted with the Queen Mother at this time.

"Such a big thing has happened in Liangshan Temple. I wonder how much damage there is in the temple?"

Huijing replied respectfully: "The people arranged by your majesty came to rescue in a very timely manner. The monks in the temple are all safe and sound, and no one is injured." The queen

mother smiled and said, "That's good. I wonder if Master Huijing is hungry. You probably haven't had breakfast yet. I'll ask someone to prepare some vegetarian food for the two of you."

Huijing declined: "Your Majesty, don't bother. It doesn't matter if I and my junior brother eat less. I just hope that everything goes well for the abbot."

The queen mother nodded slightly, but still asked someone to prepare lunch.

An Yunxi had been silent, just watching the two monks' reactions. She was about to look away when she suddenly saw the black-robed man lower his head slightly, and then a strand of hair appeared from his black robe.

White hair

As the old abbot said, there might be something strange about Huixin.

He is young, but he has white hair. But isn't he the disciple of the old national teacher?

Why can he practice with his hair uncut?

An Yunxi couldn't help but become more curious. For some reason, she felt that she had really seen this person before, black robe, white hair

Suddenly, it was as if a flash of light exploded in her mind. An Yunxi's fingers trembled slightly, and she knocked over the teacup next to her.

The tea flowed down the table, and the queen mother looked over immediately.

"Xi'er, how are you? Are you not burned?"

An Yunxi came back to her senses quickly. A palace maid came over to wipe the table and clean up the mess.

She showed some apology on her face, but her eyes were trembling wildly.

Because she seemed to remember who the person with such features looked like.

But she hadn't seen the face under the black robe yet, so An Yunxi couldn't be completely sure.

An Yunxi shook her head and smiled at the Queen Mother: "I spilled it by accident. I'm fine, Queen Mother."

The Queen Mother couldn't help but remind her: "If anything happens to you

, I won't be able to explain to Feng Xun." The Queen Mother's joke made An Yunxi laugh and cry.

After the palace maid cleaned up the table, An Yunxi felt a little relieved. She noticed that a pair of eyes were also falling on her.

Those were the eyes looking through the black hood.

An Yunxi slightly pursed her lips, a dark color flashed across her eyes, she suddenly stood up and walked in front of Huixin.

With a gentle smile on her face, she asked calmly: "Is the young master not hot?"

Huijing stood up and said: "Miss, the young junior brother is afraid of the light. Huixin is used to dressing like this. You don't have to worry about him."

An Yunxi said: "Master Huijing, although it is a bit impolite to ask this, I still want to find out, what disease does Master Huixin have? There is an imperial physician in this palace. Do you need someone to take a look at him?"

Huijing sighed.

"Huixin's disease was brought from her mother's womb. There is no cure. My master, the old abbot, knows some medical skills and has been treating Huixin for many years, but it was all in vain. Fortunately, this disease has no other effects except fear of light. Huixin has grown up like other disciples in the temple."

An Yunxi pursed her lips and her eyes darkened.

From the information Huijing said, it has been proved that the identity of Huixin in front of her is highly overlapped with that of a person she met a year later in her previous life.

In fact, it is almost the same.

And that person was extremely famous a year later. It was said that as long as he wanted to kill someone, he would succeed.

As long as he was given enough money, he would dare to assassinate even the emperor!

And that person has a very resounding nickname: White-haired Ghost.

The reason why she had seen him and still survived was because the person he came to assassinate was Ling Fengxun. The two fought under the cover of night, and Ling Fengxun cut off the mask on his face with a sword.

In that battle, both Ling Fengxun and this person were injured.

Of course, his injuries were more serious, but even with such serious injuries, he actually escaped from the layers of guards in the palace.

She saw this person's face in the moonlight at that time.

But she never expected that the world's number one killer would actually appear in Liangshan Temple and become the disciple of the old abbot!

Everything was developing in an extremely confusing direction. An Yunxi didn't know how to deal with the black-robed man in front of her for a while.

After all, he is still working as a guard in the temple, and no one in the world has heard of his name. If we arrest him now, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate?

With her emotions fluctuating greatly, An Yunxi returned to normal after recalling the past life of the man in front of her.

"So that's how it is."

There was a hint of thoughtfulness in her eyes.

The meal was ready, and a palace maid brought in a tray at the door and placed everyone's meal on the table.

Huijing took a look and immediately looked grateful.

"Thank you, Queen Mother, for the fast food!"

The Queen Mother said politely: "It was prepared in a hurry, and it's not rich enough. The two masters, eat slowly, don't complain."

"No, no,"

Huijing's stomach had already started to growl.

He and the old abbot had not eaten since yesterday afternoon.

Hui Xin looked at the food and picked up her chopsticks. An Yunxi turned around to return to her seat, but suddenly she stumbled and fell to the side.

She bumped into a palace maid holding a plate of porridge. The palace maid screamed and spilled all the porridge in her hand.

Almost at this moment, Huixin had already made a move. He immediately stood up and backed away very quickly.

But the porridge spilled too far, and even though he chopped most of it, there were still a lot of rice grains hanging on the black robe.

This scene happened too suddenly, and even Huijing stood there stupidly. After An Yunxi stood firmly on his heels, he immediately took out a handkerchief and walked in front of Huixin.

While wiping the porridge stains on his clothes, he said apologetically: "It's all my fault. I almost fell down accidentally and soiled Master Huixin's clothes. How about this, I ask someone to find a similar black robe for the little master?"

Huixin backed away, and An Yunxi approached.

The two made moves almost at the same time.

An Yunxi knew martial arts, so how could he be easily thrown away by the opponent. Huixin vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but by the time he figured it out ,

it was too late. An Yunxi grabbed a corner of his hood and pulled it down.