Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

"Miss! If they were really coming for you, they wouldn't make such a big noise—they might be trying to lure us out. Leave now!"

Yuqing's voice was steady and he quickly mounted the horse. He gripped the reins with one hand and freed his other hand to reach out to Wang Jinyi.

"Give me your hand, miss."

Wang Jinyi's skirt was lifted by the night wind, and she shivered in the cold wind. The guards on horseback drove their horses forward to explore the way. Ding Yi reminded them in a low voice:

"Miss, someone is coming this way!"

Faint footsteps could be heard in the distance, like the beat of a dying drum. "I need to see my father one last time."

Wang Jinyi gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"I go!"

Sister Feng picked up the young lady and put her on Yuqing's horse.

"I'll bring Feng Mei back. You guys go to the Pure Land Temple first and we'll meet there!"

After saying that, she turned and left. Ding Yi called her and whispered:

"We will stay in the Pure Land Temple for a maximum of two hours. If we don't see anything, we will go to the Yunshui Hall Zen Room to look for clues."

The two of them looked at each other knowingly and nodded, and Sister Feng continued to run down the path on the cliff.

Yuqing suddenly squeezed the horse's belly, hugged the young lady tightly, and leaned forward slightly. The horse understood the master's order and rushed out like an arrow.

The Luoxia Temple behind them was left farther and farther away, and the group split up into several groups to go down the mountain. Only Yuqing, Wang Jinyi and Ding Yi rode their horses together and went straight to the Pure Land Temple.

The mountain gate was closed at this time.

The three men dismounted their horses, holding the reins, and followed the forest path to the top of the mountain. After tying up the horses, the three men walked lightly and went around the back mountain into the Zen courtyard behind the Pure Land Temple.

"Yuqing, here! Take it and borrow a place from the abbot to rest for two hours."

Wang Jinyi took off the white jade Xiezhi from his wrist, but was blocked by Yuqing.

"No, I'll go check it out."

As she spoke, she threw the reins to Ding Yi and quickly disappeared into the dark night.

The forest, drenched in the darkness of the night, was silent and empty, amplifying Wang Jinyi's nervous heartbeat to the point of almost deafening her ears. She opened her mouth and tried her best to take a deep breath silently to calm her pounding heartbeat.

Ding Yi asked:

"Ms. Wang, what's wrong with you? How do you feel?"

Wang Jinyi was surprised at Ding Yi's sensitivity, and at the same time became more convinced that someone really came and wanted to attack her.

Wang Jinyi silently clutched the corner of her clothes.

"I'm fine." She answered in a low voice.

His eyes involuntarily glanced in the direction where Yuqing disappeared - the thick black night was like a monster with a huge mouth opening to swallow everyone.

Ding Yi suddenly pressed down hard on her shoulders and squatted down, while he leaned sideways against the tree trunk. Wang Jinyi followed his gaze and saw two figures holding lanterns appear in the depths of the back Zen courtyard.

Although the person's footsteps were light, the sound was amplified in the dead silence of the night, and there was a faint sound of footsteps.

"Pure Land Temple does not receive guests tonight, you..." It was the voice of a young monk, who was interrupted before he could finish his words.

Another voice sounded behind the young monk, "We are just looking for someone, we won't stay in the temple!

Have you ever seen a young woman in a monk's robe?

The light of the lantern circled from the backyard and returned to the front.

Wang Jinyi could feel Ding Yi holding his breath. She subconsciously reached for the dagger at her waist. The two of them stayed where they were, motionless.

Yuqing approached from the darkness and repeated in a hissing voice,

"Amitabha Buddha, Amitabha Buddha..."

Wang Jinyi immediately recognized Yuqing's voice and responded with a light cough.

Soon the three of them gathered together again. Ding Yi and Wang Jinyi said nothing, only listening to Yuqing quickly say:

"The abbot is being watched, and I have no say. Someone in the temple is looking for you, young lady. What should we do now?"

Ding Yi said firmly:

"Let the horses go, and follow me. But we have to leave someone to wait for Sister Feng and the others."

"I can't be separated from the young lady." Yuqing said firmly.

The three of them were silent for a moment. Wang Jinyi thought for a moment.

"Now, as long as we warn those who haven't arrived yet, they won't fall into our trap. We can do this and that..."

"Miss, please hide here and don't go anywhere. We will meet you back later."

"No! We have a better chance of success if we act separately!"

"I think Miss Wang's plan is feasible. Let's hurry up! I'm going to the stable."

Yuqing reluctantly decided, "Well, I'll go to the kitchen. Miss, you have to be careful."

"Okay! We'll meet up at the hill behind."

"Miss, let's meet up where you're singing, right?"

Wang Jinyi nodded heavily, and then realized that no one could see her nodding in the middle of the night, so she said "hmm" softly.

Ding Yi suddenly grabbed the two of them and reminded them softly, "There's movement over there." The three of them fell silent at the same time.

Moonlight filtered through the branches, illuminating a gray shadow as it rushed toward where Wang Jinyi was hiding. Yuqing suddenly drew the dagger from her side, sending Ding Yi's hidden weapon flying.

The cold light quickly traced an arc in the night, pinpointing the path in front of the gray figure. The gray figure seemed startled and suddenly stopped.

The man in night clothes stared at the source of the hidden weapon.

Yuqing had already quietly walked towards the kitchen.

Ding Yi drew the soft sword from his waist and flew towards the shadow. The man reacted extremely quickly, dodging the sword's edge with a flick of his wrist, pulling out a long whip and lashing it out with a "snap".

Wang Jinyi drew out his dagger, watched the two men fighting, then squatted down and slowly moved out of the back Zen courtyard.

After she went out, she staggered towards the hitching post, not daring to look back. All she could hear was her own panting and nervous heartbeat.

The cold wind whistled past her ears, but she was unaware of it. She saw two horses standing quietly in the pale moonlight.

She suddenly stopped calmly, pulled her silver-red cloak straight, walked calmly to the two horses, untied the reins, drew out a dagger and stabbed each horse in the buttocks. The horses felt pain and ran away with a scream.

The sound of horse hooves pierced the night sky, clearly indicating the horse's direction.

There was a slight rustling sound behind him. Wang Jinyi gripped the dagger tightly and bent his body slightly, ready for battle.

But I heard the harsh Buddhist words,

"Amitabha, Amitabha..."

As soon as the voice came out, Wang Jinyi immediately relaxed. It was Ding Yi.

Wang Jinyi approached quickly, and a bloody smell came.

"You are hurt?"

"It's okay, I'll take you to the meeting point."

Wang Jinyi held his breath and put the dagger away, hiding it at his waist.

At this moment, shouts were heard in the Pure Land Temple, one louder than the other, and gradually the voices became clearer.

"Fire, fire..."

Both of them stopped, knowing that Yuqing was doing something in the kitchen. They looked towards the Pure Land Temple. A thick smoke rose above the temple, and soon the smell of fireworks dissipated.

The smoke mixed with the night wind blew in Wang Jinyi's face, and he felt a little relieved.

Yuqing's move could completely disrupt the situation and also serve as a warning to his own people. But how would others know where he was going?

Ding Yi seemed to have heard her thoughts.

"Let's go! I'll leave clues so they can find us. Miss, I'm sorry!"

Before Wang Jinyi could figure out what the serious Ding Yi was going to do, he was carried on his shoulders.