Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

"I will take care of the outside affairs. Hui'an, can you keep an eye on them?"

Chen Qingzhu asked.

"Master, just go with peace of mind."

There was no panic on Hui'an's face.

Seeing this, a look of satisfaction flashed in Chen Qingzhu's eyes.

Although Hui'an is not good at speaking, he is the calmest at critical moments.

She is skilled in martial arts and has a stable mentality, so it is most appropriate to leave the rear to her.

After Chen Qingzhu left, Hui'an pulled out a boning knife from his waist and placed it on Ci'an's neck.

Since she learned yesterday that Captain Li had sent someone, she has been carrying a knife with her, ready to fight the enemy at any time.

She did not force others to fight the enemy desperately, but she herself had long been prepared to die together with the enemy.

She thought it through thoroughly. It was not a loss at all that she was rescued by the temple master and had lived a healthy life with good food, warm clothes and dignity for more than ten days.

If the temple master is no match for Captain Li, she, who leads the rebellion, will only be retaliated against and tortured even more severely by Ci'an and others until she dies.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to drag these evil people to death together from the very beginning.

"If you dare to act rashly, don't blame me for not being steady and sending you to see the King of Hell early!"

Ci'an had not enjoyed enough of her good days, and the hope of escaping was just around the corner, so she was extremely afraid of death.

He had originally planned to incite the other convicts to revolt together, and to cooperate with Captain Li, but now he quickly gave up the idea and shouted to the convicts:

"No one is allowed to move! If they hurt me, when Captain Li comes, I will make sure you guys pay for it!"

Huiyuan's eyes turned, and a plan came to his mind. He comforted Ci'an:

"Master, don't be afraid. You are a hostage. They dare not do anything to you."

Then he shouted to the other slaves:

"Everyone, come together and rescue Master!"

Ci'an was so angry that she started to curse:

"Don't move! No one is allowed to move!"

He scolded Huiyuan again:

"You evil disciple! What do you mean by saying this? Do you want Hui'an to kill me so that you can take over Jingci Temple?"

Before Huiyuan could explain himself, he felt his balance was unstable and he fell suddenly in the yard. Then someone pressed him to the ground from behind. He felt a sharp pain in his neck and a warm liquid instantly flowed into his clothes.

"Ahhhh——" The delayed pain made her scream.

"If you move again, I'll pierce your neck."

Huiyun's cold voice came from behind.

It turned out that while Ci'an and Huiyuan were fighting, Huiyun had quietly got behind Huiyuan and kicked him to the ground.

It’s not that she has made earth-shaking changes in the training in the past half month, but Ci'an Huiyuan and others have been pampered on weekdays and are not physically strong. They have not been well fed and slept well in the past half month, and the injuries on their legs have not healed, so they will fall down with a push.

As for the hairpin, Huiyun had prepared it in the past for self-defense.

Now that he saw Hui'an had controlled Ci'an and Huiyuan was still trying to do something bad, he took down Huiyuan without hesitation.

Once the knife was placed on his neck, Huiyuan was as afraid of death as Ci'an and he didn't even dare to fart.

The two could only pray silently in their hearts, hoping that the commander would quickly capture Chen Qingzhu and shoot these bitches to death with one arrow to rescue them.

No matter what the two men thought, they dared not say a single disrespectful word. The rest of the hard laborers, led by Ci'an Huiyuan, became obedient when they saw the two men being captured.

The situation was about to become chaotic, but Hui'an and Huiyun worked together to control it.

The two men exchanged a tacit look, then concentrated on controlling the hostages in their hands, waiting for the outcome of the negotiations between the temple master and the outsiders.

*

At this time, Chen Qingzhu had already walked outside the Cihang Temple.

At a glance, he saw more than a hundred cavalrymen parked in front of the Taoist temple, and Captain Li, who was leading the way and was obviously the leader.

Captain Li was a fat man in his forties. Although he had a sturdy build and wore riding clothes, he was fat and his belt was bulging out from his big belly. He had none of the heroic spirit of a cavalryman and only looked wretched and greasy.

Seeing Chen Qingzhu coming out of the temple, he looked her up and down with a pair of frivolous eyes, as if he was quite satisfied with her appearance, so his expression softened slightly.

"Didn't I ask Ci'an to come and welcome me personally? Where is she? Don't think that sending me a new thing will easily offset her mistake of acting on her own initiative."

It was obvious that he regarded Chen Qingzhu as a plaything sent by Ci'an to quell his anger.

As a woman, Chen Qingzhu naturally hated such scrutiny. But in her eyes, Li Qianhu was just a pawn, the kind that would be dealt with after being used, so she could temporarily ignore such disrespect.

"I think the person Lord Li wants to see should be the real controller of this Taoist temple, not necessarily Ci'an herself."

She said quietly.

Captain Li felt something was wrong:

"What do you mean?"

"Just as you thought, I am now the one in charge of this Cihang Temple."

Captain Li's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he drew out the sword from his waist and pointed it at Chen Qingzhu, with a sinister look on his face:

"If you dare to touch my property, I think you don't want to live anymore!"

Chen Qingzhu remained unmoved, and even showed a faint smile:

"Captain Li, why do you have to shout for war? If you feel sorry for your old lover and want to vent your anger on him, I have nothing to say. But if you are here for profit, you might as well come down and talk in detail."

According to Huiyun, Captain Li and Ci'an did have a romantic relationship.

But if we talk about feelings, according to the thinking of men nowadays, if Captain Li really valued Ci'an, he should have brought her into the mansion and given her a legitimate status long ago, instead of letting her get entangled with all kinds of people outside.

Captain Li narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at a woman seriously for the first time.

He rode on a tall and strong military horse, and was much taller than Chen Qingzhu in both momentum and height. Add to that the soldiers he led and the knife in his hand, and a normal person would have been scared out of his wits.

But the woman in front of him showed no fear at all, and was even as imposing as him.

Ci'an was able to support such a large Jingci Temple, so she was not a simple person. But this woman easily took power from Ci'an and prevented her from sending messages for a long time, which only showed that this woman was even more extraordinary.

From what the woman said, it seemed that she didn't want to go against him, but rather wanted to cooperate with him, so he might as well listen to what she said first.

"If you can't negotiate something that satisfies this thousand households, you will die today without a burial place!"

He uttered a harsh word and then put away his sword.

Faced with his threats, Chen Qingzhu remained indifferent and just raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Captain Li dismounted and walked towards the Taoist temple. His followers wanted to follow him in, but Chen Qingzhu turned around and stopped them.

"This matter is confidential, it is best if only Qianhu knows about it."

Captain Li also didn't think that Chen Qingzhu had the ability to hurt him, so he raised his hand to stop his followers and followed Chen Qingzhu through the front hall into the main hall.

Today, there is only a statue of Guanyin in the main hall, and nothing else, and the only door open is the one in the middle.

The two men stepped into the hall and walked several steps to the left. Chen Qingzhu suddenly turned around, drew out the sword from Li Qianhu's waist with lightning speed, and slashed Li Qianhu's arm directly with the sword.

"what--"

Captain Li screamed and glared at Chen Qingzhu fiercely:

"Bitch, how dare you hurt me--"

Chen Qingzhu still had that light smile on his face, and threw the sword in his hand:

"Why are you so impatient, Qianhu? This is exactly what I want to discuss with you in detail. This matter sounds bizarre, and if you hadn't experienced it yourself, I'm afraid you wouldn't believe it."

Captain Li's anger froze instantly. Although he was gritting his teeth in pain, he could only grit his teeth and say:

"What bizarre things do you have to do to hurt people!"

Chen Qingzhu said:

"Please show me your injured hand."

Captain Li suppressed his anger and stretched out his hand, secretly swearing in his heart that if she could not give him a satisfactory answer, he would cut this woman who dared to hurt her with a knife into pieces.

But soon, he no longer had the mind to think about it.

Because Chen Qingzhu placed her hand next to his wound, a warmth rushed directly to the wound from the place where she touched. The burning pain strangely disappeared, and he only felt warm, as comfortable as being soaked in warm water.

After a moment, Chen Qingzhu withdrew his hand:

"Look at your wound."

Captain Li did as he was told, rolled up his sleeves and took a look. He was immediately shocked. There was no wound on that fat arm, not even a scar.