"Why did the holy monk of Shaolin Temple assassinate the eldest prince?"

Eunuch Zhao stood beside the assassin with a serious expression.

The assassin's mask has been lifted, revealing his face, which is clearly a bald monk.

And just now Kukai admitted that this monk is the holy monk of Shaolin Temple.

"Abbott, I need an explanation!"

The tone of Eunuch Zhao's words no longer contained any respect, but was full of questions.

Kukai clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice: "Eunuch Zhao, Shaolin Temple will definitely find out the truth and give the Queen a satisfactory answer."

Immediately, Eunuch Zhao reminded again, "Assassinating the prince is a serious crime that implicates the nine clans. Shaolin Temple has been passed down for thousands of years. Abbot Kukai, you must not be negligent in this matter!"

After saying that, Eunuch Zhao turned around and left.

Kukai stood there, quietly looking at the assassin lying on the ground.

Not long after, Kong Jian on the side couldn't help but said: "Brother, can Kong Xing be saved?"

Kukai shook his head and said: "The soul of the Dakini has been completely broken, and I'm afraid even the Arhat can't recover."

Kong Jian asked: "Senior brother, who is so capable of shattering the soul of Akakī?"

Kukai's expression was solemn, "The person who took action has very high spiritual attainments. Except for a few masters, no one in Shaolin can do it!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Kong Jian's eyes, "Several uncles are guarding the Demon Suppressing Prison, so naturally it is impossible for them to take action. Apart from you, there is no second Vajra in Shaolin Temple."

"That is to say, there is a first-level grand master hidden in my Shaolin Temple!"

Kukai nodded. He agreed with Kong Jian's statement, and he was more certain than Kong Jian that there was such a first-level great master hidden in the Shaolin Temple.

Because a few years ago, Kukai really discovered that a strange spiritual consciousness swept through the Leiyin Pagoda.

"Maybe the great master has no ill intentions towards the Shaolin Temple."

Kukai said this.

Immediately, Kukai turned and said, "Junior brother, I need you to investigate all the whereabouts of Dakini in the past month."

"This matter involves the Wei royal family and is of great importance. You can use all the resources of the Shaolin Temple. You must find out the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Having said this, Kukai's face showed a rare look of anger, "We have a thousand-year Shaolin inheritance, how can we allow young people to get involved in it!"

Kong Jian looked solemn and said, "Follow the law!"

......

Wu An watched silently with his spiritual consciousness. It was not until Kukai appeared that he withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

After this assassination, Wu Qingyi and the Shaolin Temple will be more vigilant.

Wu An knew very well that it was impossible for ordinary forces to place chess pieces in the Shaolin Temple, and they were at the level of holy monks.

"Perhaps Wu Qingyi is very aware of the forces behind the scenes, and she is the only one who knows the Wu family tragedy best."

A flash of determination flashed in Wu An's eyes, "It's time to talk to her!"

......

Wu Qingyi did not leave Shaolin directly because of the assassination, but still lived in Shaolin Temple according to the original plan.

The assassination did not spread in Shaolin Temple and few people knew about it.

Shaolin Temple is the same as usual.

However, the area where Wu Qingyi lives has been tightened and no one is allowed to enter without permission.

The third day Wu Qingyi came to Shaolin Temple.

On this day, Wu Qingyi returned to the room alone after reciting sutras.

When she closed the door and turned around, she suddenly trembled and stood stunned on the spot.

She saw a person in the room, a person she had been thinking about for more than ten years.

At this moment, this person was sitting quietly at the table looking at her.

This person is not Wu An, who else could he be?

Gradually, Wu Qingyi's eyes turned red. She opened her mouth but stopped talking.

In the end, it was Wu An who spoke first and said, "Just say what you want, no one can hear our conversation."

"Xiao An, is that you?"

Wu Qingyi stepped forward step by step, her voice trembling.

Wu An stood up, his face calm, but his heart was in turmoil. Seeing the only living relative he had not seen for more than ten years, how could Wu An not be excited?

"Sister!"

Wu An called out softly.

This cry instantly made tears well up in Wu Qingyi's eyes. She rushed forward, hugged Wu An tightly, and sobbed softly.

At this moment, Wu Qingyi didn't look like a queen of a country who cared about the world, but more like a little girl who had been wronged.

Everyone has a soft spot, and Wu Qingyi is no exception.

The yearning she had suppressed for more than ten years was completely released at this moment.

A familiar yet unfamiliar embrace.

This hug took place nearly twenty years ago!

At this moment, Wu An also let go of his guard and hugged Wu Qingyi tightly.

They are the last bloodline of the Wu clan in this world.

They are connected by blood.

After a while, Wu Qingyi stopped crying, looked at Wu An carefully, and said softly, "Xiao An, you have suffered a lot these years."

Wu An shook his head and said: "Sister, I live a good life in Shaolin Temple."

"It's you, how have you been these past years?"

Wu Qingyi touched Wu An's head, with a smile on her face. She touched Wu An's head and said happily, "Xiao An has grown up and knows how to care about her sister."

"Xiao An, don't worry, my sister is living well in the palace."

Wu An looked deeply at Wu Qingyi. Although Wu Qingyi hid it well, Wu An noticed the helplessness flashing in her eyes.

Wu An suddenly asked: "Sister, do you know that I am in Shaolin Temple?"

Wu Qingyi nodded.

Wu An seemed to have thought of something and asked again: "Sister, you sent someone to rescue me from the prison back then, so you always knew that I was in the Shaolin Temple?"

Wu Qingyi nodded.

Wu An's tone suddenly became much lower, "Since you know that I am in Shaolin Temple, why haven't you come to see me for so many years?"

Wu Qingyi replied: "My sister wants to see you. My sister wants to see you in my dreams, but my sister is banned by the emperor and cannot leave the palace."

"Xiao An, you have suffered a lot these years. I forgive my sister for coming to see you so late."

"Emperor! It's the Emperor of Wei again!"

A flash of killing intent flashed in Wu An's eyes, and he said softly, "Sister, it's not your fault. If I'm to blame, it's the emperor. It's him who caused our family to be destroyed, and our relatives to be separated forever."

Hearing this, Wu Qingyi looked at Wu An and said seriously, "Xiao An, forget about revenge!"

Wu An frowned slightly, stared into Wu Qingyi's eyes, and replied word for word: "I will never forget the blood feud of the Wu family!"

Wu Qingyi's eyes were firm and she did not give in. "Xiao An, you are the last male of the Wu family, and the blood of the Wu family cannot be broken!"

"If you still recognize me as your sister, forget about revenge and live an ordinary life to continue the family lineage of the Wu family and preserve the bloodline."

"Because you are not the only one left in the Wu clan, there is also me, Wu Qingyi! I will avenge the blood feud of the Wu clan!"

After the words fell, Wu An's frown relaxed. He had misunderstood Wu Qingyi. It turned out that Wu Qingyi, like him, had never forgotten the blood feud of the Wu family.

Wu An patted Wu Qingyi's palm and said with a smile: "Sister, don't worry, your brother is very powerful!"
Chapter completed!