The strongest son-in-law

The three of them were walking on the mountain road, but the road became more difficult and dangerous, and the weeds taller than people almost blocked the way forward.Han Lisheng was afraid that something would happen to his grandfather, so he had no choice but to lead the way by himself, took out his machete and waved it, cutting down all the weeds blocking the way one by one.

Some doubts arose in Han Li's mind. It seemed that the mountain had been sealed off. Would the monks holding the Jiming Temple really live here? Then how did they come in and out.

However, Chen Xiu'er urged Han Li to open the way quickly so that the three of them could reach Jiming Temple as soon as possible.

According to the grandfather's instructions, when the sun was already shining overhead, an ancient temple appeared in the eyes of the three of them, and that was Jiming Temple.Chen Xiuer shouted excitedly, "We found it, we found it."

Looking at the Jiming Temple far away on the mountainside, Han Li couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart. It seemed that the old man's route was correct, and it really was the Jiming Temple.

The three of them quickened their pace. Although they could see them from a distance, it would take an hour or two to get there. Han Li still opened the way ahead with a machete, while Chen Xiu'er and the old man followed behind.

As the Jiming Temple got closer, Han Li saw a mass grave at the foot of the Jiming Temple. The grandfather explained to Han Li that it must have been left by the riots that year. They were all buried here.

Chen Xiu'er also felt very miserable, the monk who originally aimed to save everyone was brutally slaughtered.Han Li didn't think carefully about these mass graves, but continued to walk up the mountain.

After about two hours, the three finally arrived at the legendary Jiming Temple.

Looking at the plaque on the door, the old man couldn't help sighing, "It's still the same here."

Han Li stepped forward and started calling for the door, but the door was locked tightly and no one answered. "Is there no one here?" Han Li muttered softly.

"You guys wait here, I'll go in and find out." Han Li put down his travel bag and asked Chen Xiu'er and the old man to wait outside the door.

Han Li jumped onto the two-meter-high fence. Chen Xiu'er was also taken aback. She didn't expect Han Li to have such abilities.When Han Li came to the courtyard of Jiming Temple, he found that it was a symmetrical building with a large area. If one person went through every room, it would take half a day anyway.

The temple is so big, Han Li didn't know where to start, so he had to open the temple door first and let Chen Xiu'er and the old man in. Firstly, he was worried about their safety. The monks of Jiming Temple are very skilled in martial arts. As a hostage, if you take action yourself, you will be timid.The second is to have an extra guide, after all, the old man has been to Jiming Temple before.

Just when Han Li opened the temple gate, Han Li found that the middle of the gate latch was shiny with oil, and there was no trace of dust. It was obvious that someone often opened the temple gate.

The three of them came to the temple. The grandfather took everyone to the Daxiong Hall first, and opened the door. No one came here for a long time, and there was thick dust everywhere. The grandfather couldn't imagine that the incense here used to be very Exuberant, but now it is so deserted.

Continue to search the temple together, the ground is full of fallen leaves, some are rotten, some are still new leaves, it seems that there are not many monks in this temple, even the basic sanitation can't handle it.

The old man took the lead and led the way. Since they all went to the former public area, where ordinary people burn incense and worship Buddha, nothing unusual was found. It was deserted everywhere without a trace of human habitation.

Han Li felt that he was going to visit the monks' living quarters, maybe the remaining monks still lived here.This idea was also supported by Chen Xiuer.

The three of them came to the courtyard on the left, which was a large courtyard with five entrances. Han Li searched the house and the kitchen one by one, but found no movement, not even a trace of people living there.

He had no choice but to go to the courtyard on the right again, but this time he made a discovery. Stepping into the courtyard on the right, Han Li found a wet bucket on a well, which was obviously a trace of someone fetching water.

Han Li let Chen Xiu'er and the grandfather stay behind him, worrying about accidents, and being behind made it easier for Han Li to protect them.

Pushing open the door of the first room, Han Li found a monk who was in the same grade as the old man sitting on a mat and meditating. "Who are you?" Han Li asked loudly. The loud voice could be heard within a radius of five kilometers. arrive.

The old monk opened his eyes and looked at Han Li and the others, "Who are you? How did you break into my place of cultivation?"

"I came to Jiming Temple to save people, and your monks from Jiming Temple took my companion away." Han Li revealed his purpose.

"What? We have not communicated with the outside world for more than 30 years, how could someone come to our door?" The old monk was particularly puzzled.

"Stop pretending, let go of my companion quickly, or I will be rude to you." Han Li seemed to become very agitated, and he didn't give the old monk any room to turn around.

"I haven't gone out for 30 years, so I don't know anything about what you said." The old monk still hoped that Han Li could listen to his explanation.

"This is Jiming Temple, right?" Han Li took out the note left by the monk that night and handed it to the old monk.

Suddenly, the old monk's face turned pale, and the rosary in his hand fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Han Li asked the old monk, it seemed that he must know something inside.

"This is my nephew's handwriting. Could it be that he ran out of the temple again and caused you trouble?" The old monk explained to Han Li.

"Where is your nephew? We didn't come here with any malicious intentions. We just wanted your nephew to release our friend. In Jiangcheng a few days ago, your nephew took our friend away." Han Li hoped that this matter would be peaceful. solve.

The old monk led the way, "Come with me, I will take you to find him."

The three of Han Li followed the old monk. Although the old monk had been chanting scriptures in the temple, Han Li looked at his steps, as if he didn't know martial arts. .

The four circled the Jiming Temple for half a circle. Han Li did not expect that there was a manor behind the Jiming Temple, but it was dilapidated just like the Jiming Temple.

The old monk stepped forward to call the door, and after a while, the young monk ran to open the door, "Xu Jing, is your Uncle Huilun there?"

"Uncle Huilun is not here. I went to the mountain to look for herbs in the morning, but I haven't come back yet." The little monk replied.

"Then let's go in and sit for a while, and ask Huilun when he comes back." The old monk greeted Han Li and the others.

Seeing that there was no other way, Han Li had no choice but to listen to the old monk's arrangement, then entered the manor and sat down in a side room.

The little monk named Xu Jing poured cold water for everyone.