Royal Gold Magistrate

Pilgrim suffered a critical blow, covered his face and stared blankly at the eminent monk in front of him without reacting for a while.

Then he saw the eminent monk with red eyes, gasping for breath, his heart trembled, and he wailed suddenly: "The monk beat someone!! The eminent monk is bewitched!!"

The nearest group of people burst into an uproar.

Originally, they also lined up honestly for a whole day, but in the end, you can't say goodbye, and you haven't got any money yet, so they are much more angry than others.

Immediately someone yelled at the crowd: "Brothers!! The bald donkey beats people, I think this is a fake master! They broke their promises and beat him!!"

The gunpowder barrel was ignited at this moment, and the rest of the people around him immediately started yelling and cursing.

"I know the fuck! What these bald donkeys are muttering is not Buddhist scriptures at all!"

A group of monks panicked immediately, and the fists of the crowd flew over before they spit.

Master Huijue, who was trembling, didn't know what to do.

Suddenly a mouthful of saliva fell on his face, as if some switch was triggered.

The mood of the whole person was instantly peaceful, his eyes were closed, his head was raised at 45 degrees, his hoofs were clasped together, and he recited a Buddha's mantra.

"Amitabha, if you want to kill or fight, you can do as you please."

A commoner who was closest to him had already swung his fist, but it stopped suddenly when it reached in front of him.

The man was stunned when he saw the solemn and holy expression on Master Huijue's face.

He turned his head and shouted at the crowd: "This is a really eminent monk! Everyone, don't hit him, hit others!!"

Then gently wiped the drool off Master Huijue's face with his sleeve, and said in shame, "Master, I'm being rude...don't blame me."

The sticky feeling on his face disappeared, Master Huijue lost his composure again, and jumped up in disappointment.

There is only one thought in my heart, no!You must not speak at this time, as soon as you speak, you will die!

So he closed his eyes tightly, and only chanted Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and didn't say anything else...

Abbot Hongcheng looked at the scene in front of him in a panic, and quickly shouted to the little novice behind him: "Quick! Report to the officer!! Say someone in Fuyun Temple has killed someone!"

The little novice ran away in a panic as if he had been pardoned.

The angry people rushed forward, and soon beat up the monks in the temple.

But Master Huijue was the only one who was spared the catastrophe. The crowd formed a vacuum around him, and he sat in the center and kept reciting scriptures...the people were all in awe.

The monks were all brought down, and the common people, still unrelieved, rushed into the hall and began to search for those things that could be found.

Incense candles, tributes, wooden fish, futons and other items were swept away, and some people even started to scrape the gold powder from the Buddha statues.

The beating crowd at the end of the line, who didn't know the truth, could only soak the blood from the hands of the masters outside, and wipe it on the items they brought.

The master can't consecrate it anymore, I will manually consecrate it myself!

But the blood obviously didn't stain much, and the common people started to fight for the eminent monks who passed out, and the scene became even more chaotic for a while.

Abbot Hongcheng stood in the crowd, his cassock was torn to pieces, and people who came from behind slapped him from time to time.

Facing this scene of demons dancing wildly, his tears finally poured out like a dam breaking, but he couldn't say a word.

...............

After a long time, Fangzheng arrived at Fuyun Temple with a group of officers and soldiers holding torches as soon as he received the report from the little monk.

As soon as I arrived at the scene, I was dumbfounded. The scene was devastated, the walls were smashed piece by piece, and many floor tiles were picked away.

The door of the main hall was open, and the Buddha statue inside was also scratched.

The situation in front of me has exceeded expectations, it seems that I have played a little bit, I didn't expect Fuyun Temple to be so lazy...

A dozen or so monks were lying on the ground in disorder.

There were also a few more senior monks lying in a pool of blood, their eyes closed and their faces pale.

The only one who seemed to be okay was Master Huijue who was meditating outside the gate of the main hall.

Fang Zhengyi hurriedly ran to the monks who were bleeding profusely, and he was relieved to find that they were still breathing.

Then they checked their wounds one by one, and after looking through them for a long time, they found that apart from the obvious wounds on their hands, the rest of the people were pinched with bruises.

Especially the arms, densely packed with finger prints.

Fang Zheng took a deep breath.

There are vampires in the crowd!This is clearly bleeding...

When Abbot Hongcheng saw the people from the government coming, he, who was leaning against the pillar on the verge of death, flew to Fangzheng's feet, hugged his thigh and began to cry, with tears streaming down his face.

"I am wronged!! My lord, why do we have no grievances or enmity to harm Fuyun Temple like this!!!"

As soon as Fangzheng helped Abbot Hongcheng up, he said solemnly, "Don't panic if you have me here, Master. What happened? Why did you say that?"

Abbot Hongcheng sobbed, feeling aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law.

"The government's bulletin board says that Fuyun Temple is consecrated and given away Buddhist beads for free. Isn't that what adults ordered?"

Fang Zhengyi said sternly: "Of course not! Why did I do such a thing? Someone found the government two days ago and entrusted the government to issue this notice, and donated a sum of money."

"I didn't think too much about it, I only thought that the temple in our square was doing good deeds, so I posted it."

"Master, please think about it, have I ever had any problems with your Fuyun Temple? This must be someone secretly framing Fuyun Temple..."

"I didn't expect... I didn't expect such a vicious accident to happen in the workshop. Don't worry, master, I will give you justice!"

Abbot Hongcheng heard the words like a deflated ball, and gradually let go of Fangzheng's thigh, and he collapsed on the ground.

That's right... No matter what you say about this matter, it should have nothing to do with the government. I don't even know who my enemy is, so who is going to harm Fuyun Temple...

The image of a young man in brocade clothes suddenly appeared in Abbot Hongcheng's mind.

There was a hint of ferocity in his eyes...

That's right, it must be him, it was he who inexplicably stuffed himself with money to invite those eminent monks to Fuyun Temple and then went to the government to make an announcement, after which so many things happened.

This is murder with a borrowed knife! !It must be that those eminent monks had feuded with that person, and I didn't know that person. Fuyun Temple was just chosen by accident and was killed by Chi Yu, otherwise there would be no other explanation!

"I'm here to thank my lord..."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Seeing that the old monk had no other questions, Fangzheng looked at the others at first.

His gaze caught sight of Master Huijue, who was the most eye-catching in the audience, and he was still thinking with his eyes closed.

Fangzheng smiled, isn't this an old acquaintance?

"Hey! One ear!"

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ps: Thinking of a coquettish routine that can be used to open a new book, but the energy is low, I laugh out loud when I think about it...