Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1407 Recovery

Master Ran Deng sighed, looked at Fang Zilan and said, "Excuse me, Miss Zixiu, why are you here?"

"Burn incense." Fang Zilan's expression was stern. Master Ran Deng remained silent. Instead, Bai Moci asked, "If my master doesn't allow it, what will Miss Zixiu do?"

"Kill." Fang Zilan raised her hand and pointed her sword at the gate of Zhongling Temple. "Today, no one inside or outside Zhongling Temple will be alive."

Before she finished speaking, she heard many people in the martial arts world complaining indignantly, saying that she was arrogant and did not take them seriously.

Hearing this, Bai Moci's face turned pale and the hand holding the weapon tightened involuntarily.

Because of the chaos just now and the dim light, Fang Zilan did not notice the weapon in Bai Moci's hand. Only now did she see clearly that it was a judge's pen, which looked surprisingly familiar.

"If my master agrees." Bai Moci spoke word by word, suppressing the noise, and asked: "What about Miss Zixiu?"

"Outside Zhongling Temple." Fang Zilan turned her wrist, and the Plum Sword pointed at the many martial artists around her, silencing them completely.

"They deserve to die." Fang Zilan paused and glanced at the half-closed door of Zhongling Temple. "As for the people in the temple, I can spare their lives."

Bai Moci pursed his lips into a straight line, "How do I know if Miss Zixiu's words are credible?"

"Then how do you know that I'm not here for the people in the temple?" Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, and Bai Moci's eyes showed a hint of vigilance, "What do you mean?"

"Bai Moci, since you don't know, you can only gamble." Fang Zilan said with interest: "However, since you have the courage to stop me, I can reveal one more piece of news to you."

"I'm all ears." Bai Moci's face was solemn. Fang Zilan chuckled, "You don't have to be like this. This news should be good news for you."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Awan, "That is the wife of Prince Zhongzheng - the third lady of the Fang family. One of the purposes of my trip is to escort her."

Bai Moci looked at A Wan doubtfully, then reacted, "Who is going to burn incense at Zhongling Temple, you, Miss Zixiu, or the wife of the prince?"

"It doesn't matter who is burning incense. What matters is..." Fang Zilan dragged out her voice and turned to Master Ran Deng and asked, "Master, are you willing to invite us into the temple?"

"Invite you to enter the temple?" Bai Moci repeated, and before Master Randeng could speak, he said, "Miss Zixiu, I don't trust you, so I absolutely cannot..."

"Bai Moci, Master Randeng hasn't said anything yet, but you're going to make the decision for him?" Fang Zilan interrupted Bai Moci rudely and snorted, "When did it become the turn of a lowly lay disciple to make the decision at Zhongling Temple?"

"Amitabha." Master Ran Deng put his hands together and bowed, saying, "Miss Zixiu, today in Zhongling Temple, I, your disciple, can still make the decisions."

"Oh?" Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows and glanced at Bai Moci. "If that's the case, why not just tell me how to make the decision?"

Before she finished speaking, she heard many people around her whispering. From their words, she roughly pieced together the reasons behind it - a few days ago, someone issued a chivalrous order in the martial arts world, saying that Zhongling Temple was in great trouble and urgently needed help. So many people came to the martial arts world, some of them claimed to have received the kindness of Master Ran Deng and wanted to repay him, some claimed to be righteous and wanted to defend the way, and most of them were just following the news, and their intentions were unclear.

However, according to Fang Zilan, Zhongling Temple is well-known. If there is really someone in the martial arts world who can save it from the dire situation, he will become famous and will gain great support from then on.

Unfortunately, the mastermind who summoned this group of gangsters did not tell them that this was a case involving the imperial court, and no matter how capable the gangsters were, there was no way to resolve it amicably.

Fang Zilan saw that the commander was trying to protect him, so she made a plan. Even if the commander did not collude with the bandits, his protection was likely to provide an advantage to the deputy commanders such as Yao Wu, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

As she thought about this, for some reason a nameless anger grew stronger and stronger in her chest. If everything went well, she would only need to delay time, wait for the opportunity, and take Ah Shi away.

But now, she has changed her mind.

Since this bunch of rabble dared to bully Ah Shi, she would make them pay the price. So what about the Jiangnan camp? She was not someone she couldn't afford to offend.

"All the generals should know the governor of Suzhou, Yin Quanzhang, Lord Yin." Fang Zilan brought the topic back and said, "Lord Yin is now in Zuiyue Tower, explaining the truth to His Majesty."

In order to observe everyone's reactions, she spoke slowly, word by word. As expected, Yao Wu's face darkened, and the other deputy general next to him turned even paler.

So she continued to talk to herself, "I heard that Lord Yin confessed clearly about colluding with the bandits in order to save the lives of his clansmen. I think with his confession, the others who colluded with the bandits will not be able to escape."

"Madam, do you mean that Lord Yin colluded with the bandits and was discovered by Your Majesty?" The pale-faced deputy general asked hesitantly. Fang Zilan nodded and said: "Yes, Your Majesty went on patrol incognito for this purpose. My mission is to find out why our Dajing soldiers were defeated repeatedly when fighting bandits and bandits."

"It's not because the bandits are cunning and cunning..." As soon as the deputy general started to speak, Fang Zilan stopped him, "Really? When you are going to be interrogated, you might as well say this to His Majesty. See His Majesty's letter. I don’t believe it.”

The deputy general's face turned even paler, and he said forcefully: "Your Majesty has also fought against bandits, so he can understand our difficulties..."

"The reason?" Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "No matter what the reason is, it should not be an excuse to collude with the bandits."

"I didn't..." The deputy general waved his hand hurriedly, but Fang Zilan remained unmoved. Instead, he looked at the general and said, "General, is this the deputy general you brought out?"

The general's face turned blue and white, and he gave the deputy general a hard look. Then he coughed twice and said calmly: "My lady, I don't like to talk in circles, so I'll tell you straight. You can be suspicious. I am a lieutenant, but if you want to convict them, you need evidence, otherwise..."

"I have evidence." A weak but firm voice sounded from behind Fang Zilan. Not too big, not too small, but enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Yao Wu's expression suddenly changed, "Who do you think you are? You are worthy of speaking in front of our general. You are simply dirtying our general's ears..."

The plum sword in Fang Zilan's hand was pointed directly at Yao Wu, pressed against his throat, cutting off his last words, "You are the one who doesn't deserve it. Just now the general said, shut up. If you don't understand, I don't mind." Cut out your tongue to share the general's worries."