Xue Pan got into the carriage, only to see Qin Keqing lying on his side on the carriage, still wearing a shroud and a big coat, the temples were neat and tidy, and his expression was stable as if he was asleep, this was An Fuhai's car, Xue Pan opened it from his usual drawer, there was already a small silver bottle in it, unplugged it, Xue Pan held Qin Keqing's head, and poured the decoction in the silver bottle into Qin Keqing's mouth, it will take a while for this antidote to work, Xue Pan is not in a hurry for Qin Keqing to wake up, it is best to send it out in person, handed it over to An Fuhai and woke up again.

I just hope that there will be no more waves at this time, but it has never been the wish of the sky, Xue Pan prayed secretly, but he didn't expect the carriage to stop suddenly, Xiao Liang said hurriedly outside the carriage, "Someone stopped us!" ”

"Who is it?"

"I can't see clearly, it seems to be someone from Ning Guofu!" Xiao Liang was murderous, "Do you want to correct the Fa on the spot?" ”

Xiao Liang is not such a blind murderer, but today's thing is really the most difficult, and he can't tolerate the slightest difference, Xue Pan hurriedly said, "Look who it is, don't be impulsive first!" ”

"What an Uncle Xue, what a big official Xue!" A hoarse and muddy voice outside suddenly sounded in the night, "I just said that the night owl came in the door, and there was no good intention, and sure enough!" ”

In the middle of the night, an ugly voice suddenly sounded, if it wasn't for Xiao Liang's early warning, I was afraid that Xue Pan was so scared that a cold sweat would come out, Xue Pan drove the curtain first, and saw an old man with white hair in the morning mist, holding a thick stick, with huge bull's eyes, looking at his group of people coldly, and he was very anxious.

How could it be him? Could it be that everything he planned was actually made by this Su Ri who was cynical and looked at Ning Guofu with nothing but anxiety in his eyes? "Grandpa Jiao," Xue Pan pretended to be nothing, countless thoughts turned in his heart, and he nodded towards Jiao Da: "Grandpa Jiao, why are you still outside on such a cold night?" Brother Zhen said that the big guy has worked hard these days, and he doesn't have to be on duty all night. ”

Jiao Da's body was a little rickety, but the big stick was very thick, and he rolled his eyes strangely, "Uncle Xue, what are you doing here?" What's in the car? ”

"This is not something you can ask," Xue Pan said with a smile, he didn't know what the bottom line Jiao Da knew, "I got the life of Brother Zhen and took care of it all night, but I was sleepy this time, so I thought about going out for a ride, sobering up for a while, and then coming back to help." ”

"What did you bring in that car?" Jiao Da's face was cold, "Uncle Xue, I respect you as a bright and upright man, and you have always acted uprightly, so I look at you differently, but what you do today, you are not authentic, and the things transported in the car are also asked to return to their original owners, although there are many in this house," he picked up the big stick and shook it casually, "But I don't allow anyone to dig the corner of the wall here!" ”

Xue Pan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Jiao Da at this time, it was not too early, if he didn't stop Jiao Da at this time, I was afraid that he shouted in a moment, Ning Guofu was all alarmed, and when someone opened the coffin, everything was exposed, "I can't explain anything to you about this, Grandpa Jiao, if you retreat, we will leave, if you refuse to retreat, we will do it!" ”

Jiao Da sneered slightly, "I don't believe that just rely on a few of you to cross Ning Guofu, since the grandfather, no such person dares to be presumptuous in Ning Guofu," he took a deep breath, preparing to call someone immediately, when suddenly something happened.

I don't know where in the sky there are plum blossoms falling down, as if there is still a kind of crystal soft light, the sky seems to be there a burst of Sanskrit sound, the alley in the second mansion of Ning Rong, at this time suddenly out of nowhere came an elderly nun, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, white monk clothes are simple, hands folded, brave the rain, slowly walked towards everyone, light steps seem to be slow and fast, after a while walked to the place where everyone stood outside Huifang Garden, her face was calm, Seeing Xue Pan who showed a head on the carriage, he smiled slightly, and seemed to be very interested in Xue Pan, "Amitabha, donors, the poor nun is polite." ”

As soon as she said this, Xue Pan's jaw almost dropped in surprise, not that she came to say hello how strange, this is an ordinary greeting, the key is that this looks like an old nun who is not eighty years old but also seventy years old, her voice is crisp and gentle, and with a sense of anger, this is not the voice that an elderly woman should have at all, close her eyes and listen to it, but it is a little like Lin Chiling's voice, such a strange voice sounded, Xue Pan didn't know how to answer for a while.

Jiao Da glanced at the nun, didn't say a word, still stared at Xue Pan's carriage, the nun saw that no one accosted her, and she didn't think she was angry, she still said in her Lin Chiling voice, "This donor," she continued to look at Xue Pan, saluting from afar, "The twelve hairpins of Jinling are going to return to their positions, this is determined by the number of days, ordinary people cannot be violated, the donor's thoughts, I am afraid that it is like a mirror, and in the end it is all empty." ”

Xue Pan was taken aback, it was these gods and gods chattering monk and nuns, and they came to say to themselves what the twelve hairpins of Jinling, the meaning of this return, without explanation, also knew that it was the subtext sent to the western sky, Qin Keqing was the first of the twelve golden hairpins to die, speaking of which, the rise and fall of the second mansion of Rongning and the joys and sorrows of everyone were all due to Qin Keqing's death, this nun, it seems that she is also blocking herself, Xue Pan muttered in her heart for a while, and said to the nun, "How about the number of days?" Could it be that you are the embodiment of providence? ”

"Amitabha, sins and sins, the poor monks dare to arrogantly call themselves the will of heaven." The old nun hurriedly said.

"That's it," Xue Pan waved his hand, "Then let me ask the master, people in the world say that I killed Feng Yuan's kid, so this is also the will of heaven?" ”

"It's not too far off."

"That's it, although I didn't kill Feng Yuan, but in the end Feng Yuan is still dead, and now this Qin clan is also dead in the eyes of the world. Isn't this providence fulfilled? Xue Pan said, "As for the inside, why should the master be discerning? Do that nitpicking. ”

The corners of the nun's eyes moved slightly, "But the donor, you have a big plan, I'm afraid that you won't be able to take care of it later." ”

"Things will naturally change later, and the will of heaven will never remain the same," nonsense, Xue Pan is the best at it.