"Ah! Kill people!"

She was stunned for a moment, and when she looked back, she saw Wen Wuyu, who was being taken to rest in the awning, suddenly went crazy and shouted in horror at the old uncle holding a wooden sword: "I've killed someone! I've killed someone!"

The people around him had seen him quiet today, and they didn't make much trouble along the way. They thought his condition had eased a little, but they didn't expect him to suddenly go crazy at this time.

Several soldiers immediately went over and held him down, shouting, "What are you making a fuss?"

"We are doing the serious business, please be quieter."

"I disturbed my uncle, how many lives do you have?"

If he had a fuss, either Wen Bieyu would comfort him or the people around him scolded him, and he would be quiet. But today, Wen Wuyu was reluctant to remain at peace. Even if those people held their hands and their upper body was pressed on the table, he kept struggling and shouting: "I'm killing! He's going to kill!"

Nan Yan couldn't help frowning.

At this time, the old uncle also saw the movement below. He walked down the altar with a wooden sword in confusion. Seeing him approaching step by step, Wen Wuyu was even more frightened and trembled like a leaf swaying in the wind and rain, shouting desperately: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The old uncle walked to the table and watched him pressing his face, which was slightly deformed.

Before, in the Duwei Mansion, this man hid behind the imperial concubine when he saw him. The old uncle thought he was just crazy, so he was afraid of seeing strangers. But along the way, he was still quiet, but when he saw him picking up the wooden sword and going crazy, he couldn't help but feel alert.

The old uncle carefully identified him for a while and was sure that he had never seen this person.

Then he said, "This believer, I don't recognize you, nor do I know who you are, why do you say I will kill someone?"

“…”

"I have killed someone before, but that was already before becoming a monk."

“…”

"Now, I don't kill people, I only save people. This sword is also the peach wood sword used in the practice, and it cannot kill people."

He was very patient and treated Wen Wuyu as well as an ordinary person. He even raised the wooden sword and scratched it twice, indicating that it would not hurt anyone at all.

However, Wen Wuyu's eyes were red with anxiety. At this time, it seemed that she could not listen to what others said, nor could she see what he did. She just shook desperately and murmured: "I've killed someone... I've killed someone..."

Nan Yan also frowned.

Since the first time I saw the old uncle at the Duwei Mansion, Wen Wuyu has been very nervous. At this time, he made trouble again...

The old uncle sighed and turned to look at Nan Yan: "Imperial Concubine, this person - has he served in the army in the past and seen me killing people back then? I have never seen him."

Nan Yan looked at Wen Wuyu with a complicated expression, then looked at the old uncle, and then said, "Uncle, please forgive me. This person has a relatively complicated origin. His ancestors guarded the gate of Yumen Pass. He has been staying at Yumen Pass since his birth, and was only taken by the emperor to the capital for treatment a few years ago."

“…”

"If he had seen his uncle kill someone, it would not be necessary. Unless—"

She said, looking at the old uncle.

"Unless, my uncle has killed someone at Yumen Pass."

This sentence was originally a denial of the old uncle.

However, after hearing the three words "Yumen Pass", the old uncle's face changed a little. When he heard Nan Yan's last words, the wooden sword in the old uncle's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Empress!"

At this moment, He Yi's voice suddenly sounded beside him. He walked over with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "This Wen Wuyu has always been crazy, so why should the Empress take his words seriously?"

“…”

"Besides, isn't it a big deal now?"

“…”

"The emperor has sent a command to come over. Lord Chen will launch an attack when the sun sets. We cannot make any mistakes on our side. Otherwise, if we fail to do anything for the mountain Jiuren, we will be a sinner forever."

His last sentence can be said to be very heavy.

However, the words make sense.

No matter how important it is at this time, it is still important to be the major event in front of you. Nan Yan frowned and thought for a while, and then said to the soldiers who pressed Wen Wuyu: "Take him aside first, don't hurt him, wait a little later-"

She originally wanted to say that she would ask questions later, but after looking at He Yi's solemn expression, she didn't say that.

He waved his hand and a few soldiers immediately dragged Wen Wuyu up. Wen Wuyu stared at Nan Yan with red eyes and said in a slight manner: "You have to be careful, you have to be careful, he will kill women, he wants to kill women!"

Nan Yan's brows frowned even tighter.

When Wen Wuyu was dragged away, she slowly turned around and saw that the old uncle's face was pale. Even if the fire-like sunset shone on his face at this time, it could not dispel the desolation in his eyes. Nan Yan thought for a while and said softly: "This person has been crazy for many years, so my uncle doesn't have to care what he said."

The old uncle looked up at her and suddenly started coughing.

When I was talking to him before, I felt that the old uncle would sometimes cough inadvertently, and Nan Yan didn't care much about it. After all, I was old and could not compare with young people. But at this time she felt that the old uncle's coughing sound was particularly heavy, and she felt that the whole chest seemed to be trembling and about to break.

She subconsciously reached out to support the elder.

But the old uncle took a step back. Fortunately, Heyi quickly supported him, then picked up the wooden sword that fell to the ground, and said softly: "Master, can you still hold on?"

The old uncle covered his mouth and coughed twice, then took over the wooden sword.

He looked up at Nan Yan, then smiled and said, "I have been practicing for so many years, but I didn't expect that my heart was outside the white clouds and was in the world."

My heart is outside the white clouds, my body is in the world?

What does this mean?

Nan Yan frowned and was about to ask him, but the old uncle waved his hand, turned around with his peach wood sword and walked towards the altar again.

He was originally a burly old man with a very tall figure even though his years passed, but at this moment, as he walked slowly up the altar as he stepped on the sunset, his back became obviously hunched. Looking at his sudden old back, Nan Yan felt that he seemed to be overwhelmed by the sudden memories, and even his back could not be straight.

My heart is outside the white clouds, my body is in the world...

Nan Yan murmured these words.
Chapter completed!