I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

After Captain Jiang left, Zhu Qingyu and the others moved the Tathagata Golden Buddha to the Tathagata Hall and went through the handover procedures with the current abbot, Lao Jiang.

However, Chiang Kai-shek only had the cost of traveling from the border town to the Golden Buddha Temple, and had no extra cash. According to the agreement, the Golden Buddha would be delivered to the Golden Buddha Temple before returning to the border town, and Wenzhou wealthy businessman Jia Fotian would pay another 10,000 yuan.

Therefore, Abbot Lao Jiang wrote a letter to Jia Fotian, the content of which is as follows:

Mr. Jia, Brother Fotian:

The Golden Buddha was delivered as scheduled, but there were many changes on the way. The Golden Buddha Temple was in trouble, and Master Jingfu was killed and ascended to heaven. Fortunately, the three brothers, Mr. Zhu, came to the rescue with great skills, so that the Golden Buddha and myself were safe. I have no virtue or talent, but it is difficult for me to stay as the abbot of the Golden Buddha Temple. I have since converted to Buddhism and devoted myself to praising the Buddha. I am no longer allowed to work with my brother. I hope you will understand me! My family and I will be separated from each other from now on, and we will never be the same again! In addition, Zhang Xiaomao has been killed as a gang insider. Please be careful in hiring people in the future! This letter is sent back by Mr. Zhu. Please pay the remuneration to the Border City Security Service Company according to the agreement. Jiang Xin Buddha knelt down.

Zhu Qingyu watched from the side as Jiang Xinfo wrote this letter in one go with a brush and small regular script. He was impressed by his Chinese proficiency. In just two hundred words, he was concise and concise, and he said everything with sincerity.

Jiang Xinfo handed the letter into Zhu Qingyu's hand and said: "Mr. Zhu's trip has been full of dangers and hardships. The reward of 20,000 is indeed too small. However, everything has its cause and effect. I, the Buddha, will bless you in peace and good luck."

Zhu Qingyu said: "Old Abbot Jiang, you are worrying too much. We act according to the agreement and deal fairly. There is no advantage to anyone. Now the Golden Buddha Temple is starting from scratch. Go and get busy. We will rest here for the night after eating. We will get up early tomorrow morning." Just leave.”

"Amitabha, almsgiver, please excuse me." After Jiang Xinfo said this, he clasped his hands together and led several monks to check out Abbot Jingwu's mourning hall.

An hour later, all the meals were ready in the temple, and all the monks went to the dining room to eat.

Zhu Qingyu and three others also arrived at the studio. Originally, Abbot Jiang Xinfo wanted to have a meal with the three of them alone, but thinking that he had just taken office and Zhu Qingyu and the other three were benefactors of the temple, he planned to have a meal with the monks to get to know each other.

The dining room of the Golden Buddha Temple is the same as other temples. It is very simple. There is a large circle of wooden tables and chairs in the center of a large room. Due to the large number of people, the monks lined up in a long line to fast like students. There was no crowding, no noise, and the order was much better than that of students.

But the master of the kitchen brought the fast meals for the abbot and Zhu Qingyu alone, even though the contents of the meals were exactly the same.

This is the first fasting meal for the Golden Buddha Temple after a catastrophe, and it is also the first time for the new abbot and the monks to share a fasting meal. Therefore, although the monks have not eaten anything all day, they still remain cautious and calm. and tranquility, for fear that the new abbot would find something wrong.

The young monks who joined in were already hungry after experiencing a fight. Although most of them were wrapped in gauze, their appetite at this time had outweighed their pain. The white rice can be poured into your stomach in one bite.

Abbot Jiang Xinfo looked at the bowl of rice, a plate of green pepper and potato shreds, a plate of braised tofu and a bowl of bean and tooth soup in front of him, and his intestines were also surging. For him, being a vegetarian has been a habit since he became a Buddhist, but the three martial arts masters around him are ordinary people. Is it too harsh to entertain them with this vegetarian meal?

However, this is the pure land of Buddhism, and the rules are set by the ancestors, so it is not his fault.

And there is no wine. If there is wine, what kind of scene will it be tonight? Although Abbot Jingwu ascended to heaven, today is also the day when Ziyang Wudi was defeated!

Abbot Jiang Xinfo coughed and said: "Fellow Buddhists and disciples! Today our Golden Buddha Temple suffered a catastrophic disaster. Abbot Jingwu was killed and ascended to heaven. Fortunately, Donors Zhu, Ma and Hong came to the rescue and our temple was able to survive. The monks were saved from the murderous hands. The three of them and the Jia Fotian donor who greatly funded the golden statue of Lord Tathagata are the great benefactors of our Golden Buddha Temple. We will sculpture the golden statues of the four of them and erect them in the temple for generations to come, and their The deeds are recorded in Buddhist scriptures and will be praised from generation to generation! Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!" all the monks sang in unison.

Zhu Qingyu did not expect Abbot Jiang Xinfo to be so generous, and he was very excited. He looked at the disciples in front of him who were devoted to the Buddha, and his eyes filled with tears when he thought of the many misfortunes in the world.

He thought for a while and said to Abbot Jiang Xinfo: "Old Abbot Jiang, this is not good, we are just rough people. It is our duty to defeat Ziyang Wudi. I was paid to escort the Golden Buddha!"

Abbot Jiang Xinfo recited Amitabha Buddha again: "Donor Zhu's words are wrong! Everything has a cause and effect, and you and I are all destined to the Buddha. Since the effect is born, there must be Buddha's intention, so don't be offended!"

Seeing what he said, Zhu Qingyu stopped talking. When the abbot said, "Everyone has time to eat," he concentrated on eating.

After finishing the fasting meal, the monks went to save the souls of Abbot Jingwu. Deacon monks had already issued obituary notices to the Shanping County Party Committee, the government, the Buddhist Association and the Menggna Town Party Committee and Government. An hour after the meal, someone came to express condolences.

As soon as the leaders arrived, Abbot Jiang Xinfo had no time to accompany Zhu Qingyu, so Zhu Qingyu took Ma Shaobing and Hong Zheng for a walk outside the temple.

The Golden Buddha Temple is 800 meters above sea level. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides and covered with thick shade. The cold wind blows and makes a roaring sound. The snow stopped falling at night, but the sky was dark and starless. It looked like there was still a heavy snow waiting to fall at the right time.

Zhu Qingyu originally wanted to walk around the temple, but there were no lights, and Ma Shaobing and Hong Zheng were unwilling to walk in the dark forest. So the three of them walked down the stairs and arrived at the parking lot.

There were already several cars parked in the parking lot, all of which were official cars used by officials below the county level such as Santana and Passat. In the 1990s, this kind of car was considered a mid-to-high-end vehicle. It was not like now where planes are everywhere and good cars are everywhere.

Zhu Qingyu remembered that the bodies of Ziyang Wudi and Zhang Xiaomao were wrapped in white cloth and placed under the stone wall in the left corner of the parking lot, but when he looked with his night eyes, he saw nothing there.

"What's wrong, those two corpses are gone!" he said anxiously.

"Ah?" Ma Shaobing and Hong Zheng said in shock at the same time.

The three of them ran over and took a look, but they were really gone.

"Maybe the Invincible Gang got the news and sent people to take him away," Hong Zhengdao said.

Ma Shaobing said: "Ziyang Wudi thought that the conspiracy was successful and he was sure of victory. He wouldn't call and say that he was dead after his death, right? Those monks all converted to Buddhism together and are with us. Look at them. I don’t even have a mobile phone, so I can’t send the message, right? It can only mean two things: one is that there is a mole in my Golden Buddha Temple or someone from the Criminal Investigation Team of the Public Security Bureau leaked the news; the other is..."

"Second, tell me what you're talking about, don't hold back!" Hong Zheng said.

Ma Shaobing glanced at Zhu Qingyu and said, "Secondly, these two ran away on their own!"

"You ran away by yourself! Aren't you talking nonsense? That little hairy mouth spurted blood more than a meter high. How can you survive?" Hong Zheng didn't believe his judgment.

Zhu Qingyu said solemnly: "Ma Shaobing's analysis is correct. Both possibilities are possible! Many things in this world are quite strange. Anything can happen. Have you ever heard of a kind of Kung Fu?"

"What Kung Fu?" they both asked at the same time.

"Autistic Kung Fu!" Zhu Qingyu replied: "This magical skill comes from the folk. It is impossible to verify who created it, but it is not uncommon for people who know Autistic Kung Fu. For example, acupuncture is a kind of autistic Kung Fu. By blocking the body's A certain meridian causes a certain limb or part to lose consciousness or function. Another example is that some people can lurk in the water for dozens of minutes or even hours. Why is this? Because he is not breathing at all, but he His heart is still beating."

"Ah? Is there really such a strange thing?" Ma Shaobing was also very surprised. He was just analyzing it, but he didn't know why.

"If this happens, we will have some trouble when we go back." Hong Zheng said worriedly.

"Hehe, what, the more you talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes, right?" Zhu Qingyu said: "Even if these two people are not dead, they are still seriously injured, and they will not recover in a year and a half. In fact, this is not terrible. At worst, they will come back when they are better. What do we have to fear when we fight? What I worry about is that there is a huge force behind them, and this kind of force is often difficult for us to deal with..."

After Zhu Qingyu finished speaking, he looked at the gray night sky and thought of Zhou Wanfu, Zhao Guozhu and Deng Furong again, and his heart trembled. In the mourning hall of the Golden Buddha Temple, the sound of monks chanting sutras came from the hall. Zhu Qingyu saw that in the curl of incense, the soul of Abbot Wu had risen to the sky with a ray of blue light...<