Zhu Lan is dead

Although Lincheng County is a small border town, not far from the desert in northern Saibei, it is surrounded by mountains and water, and has abundant springs, so it is a very suitable place to live. Because of the hills, rugged and uneven, it is very difficult to move. In addition, there have been several rains a while ago, and the only mountain road has been washed by the rain and it is very muddy and difficult to walk.

However, Puxiang Temple is only located on a hill facing north. Because the mountain road is too muddy, it is not suitable for vehicles and horses, so Yu Changqi and his party can only go up the mountain on foot.

In order to facilitate the understanding of the situation, Ye Fan came along with him. Except for A Yan who accompanied Zhou Suyun in the city, Jin Yuanyi was the only one accompanying him.

About half an hour later, Yu Changqi and his party arrived at the location of Puxiang Temple. Because Lincheng County was not peaceful these few months, fewer people came to offer incense. So far, the gate of the temple has been closed , Even the open space that is often cleaned by people has accumulated a lot of dead leaves. Looking at it this way, the courtyard looks a bit deserted and lonely.

Ye Fan put his hands on the copper ring on the lacquered door, and knocked on the door a few times. After a while, the mountain gate was pulled open, and a young monk in a gray cloth robe poked his head out and looked at the door. Glancing at the people outside the door, they seemed a little wary, "What are you here for?"

Ye Fan smiled a little, "Of course I come to the temple to offer incense, otherwise what do you think?"

The little monk said: "The incense fire in the temple has been cut off for many days, and we will not receive pilgrims today!" His tone seemed to be a little hurried, and after he finished speaking, he wanted to stretch out his hand to cover the mountain gate, but who knows, he couldn't close it even after trying for a long time, the little monk raised his head , but Ye Fan looked at him helplessly and said: "The monk is merciful, if you hurt my foot today, the Buddha will blame you!"

The little monk heard the words and took a look, only to realize that Ye Fanji had put his foot into the door at some point, and saw him lying sideways on the door, and said in a rascally tone: "When I fell asleep last night, , I dreamed that the Buddha told me that in life, all blessings and blessings are bestowed by the gods. Since you have good luck and received benefits, you must express your gratitude to the gods, otherwise you will be punished, so Today we come here to fulfill our vow to offer incense, if you also stop the pilgrims who come to offer incense, aren't you afraid of breaking the taboo?"

"This..." The little monk choked, his expression seemed a bit hesitant, Ye Fan simply stopped talking to him, put his hands against the door, and slipped in very lightly.

"Hey! Benefactor, it's not right today..." Ye Fan accidentally took advantage of the loophole, and the little monk hurriedly stood where he was and shouted anxiously.

And Yu Changqi also walked in together, taking advantage of the little monk coming over to talk nonsense, Jin Yuanyi followed behind and glared at him, the latter was immediately frightened silent by him!

"Who is here to disturb the peace!" An old and majestic voice came, and an old monk with white brows, wearing seven robes and holding red sandalwood beads, came over.

Seeing this, Ye Fan took a step forward and said, "Good host, today we are here to come to your temple to offer incense!"

The old monk frowned: "What wish do you still have?"

"Don't the host remember me?" Ye Fan blinked a few times, and when the old monk was wondering, he said again: "A few days ago, a group of beggars outside the city received your favor, so today I came to the temple to pay my respects." fragrant!"

The old monk was startled, and after a while he suddenly realized: "Ah, so that's the case. I understand that the sincerity of the donor is so good, and it is the blessing of the temple." Then he looked at the two people behind Ye Fanji, and said hesitantly: "I just don't know. , who are these two?"

Yu Changqi didn't make a sound, but Jin Yuanyi raised his eyebrows, "Master, I heard that your temple has lost a treasure, and I'm here to investigate by order of the Holy Spirit!"

Hearing this, the old monk was startled, and immediately came forward, and gave a Buddhist ceremony to Yu Changqi and the two of them, and said with shame on his face: "The two benefactors came from a long way, and the temple hospitality is not good, but I don't know how the two benefactors are. call?"

"This is King Yingru of the current dynasty, the celebrity in front of your majesty, the host should be clear, right?" Jin Yuanyi smiled, his tone was a bit gloomy. When he came earlier, he knew exactly who the host of Puxiang Temple was. What kind of person, relying on himself as the abbot of the temple in this country, has a good reputation, and he doesn't look down on the officials sent by the court. If he doesn't give him a warning now, he will go to heaven sooner or later .

Yu Changqi heard the words, but frowned slightly, as if he felt uncomfortable with Jin Yuanyi's statement, but he didn't stop it, and the old monk had a panicked expression after hearing what he said, as if he didn't expect the court to He would send such a big person over, so he quickly changed his previous attitude and became a little cautious.

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"The loss of this treasure scroll is due to a mistake in the temple. Please forgive me, the lord. I just ask the two of you to stay and investigate the reason. During this period, the old monk will report the truth and help you and your majesty to find it as soon as possible. Baojuan!"

After finishing speaking, he shouted to the young monk standing beside him: "Zhi'an, the mountain road is muddy and inconvenient, why don't you take all the benefactors to the meditation room to change into clean clothes and rest!"

The little monk was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to react, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said yes.

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"Hmph, I don't think that old monk is a good person! He also helped us retrieve the treasure scroll, and he didn't think about who lost it. With such a word, it seems to be pouring all the dirty water on us It's the same!"

Jin Yuanyi walked up and down in the meditation room, as if he couldn't hold back for a long time, he said angrily.

The meditation room in this temple is bright and elegant in all directions, a few stalks of green bamboo are planted outside the open window panes, the furniture in the room is simple, there is only one soft couch covered with a silk quilt, the whole room looks very clean and natural.

His body was stained with a little dirt before, Yu Changqi has always loved cleanliness, so he simply took off the ocher red robe, leaving only a snow-white singlet on his body, and the bun on his head was removed, At this moment, the whole person was lazily leaning on the soft couch, his face that had just soaked in hot water was still a little moist, and those eyes that seemed to embrace the scenery of the lake and mountains gradually became hazy with the passage of time.

At this moment, the sky outside the window was gradually darkening, Yu Changqi yawned slightly and said, "He is not afraid of the shadow slanting, what he says is his business, what's the use of caring so much?"

Jin Yuanyi said: "People's words are scary. I don't bother to deal with this kind of people. It's just that this matter is so difficult and has been delayed for such a long time. If we can't do it this time, we don't know that those officials What kind of trouble is going to happen again, I really can't figure out why His Majesty would entrust this matter to..."

"If you're disdainful, don't say anything!" Yu Changqi suddenly cut off his words, and glanced at the door slightly, with a bit of chill.

Jin Yuanyi seemed to have noticed it too, stopped his voice and approached the door calmly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to open the door. Except for the silence in the quiet night outside, there was only the rustling of the leaves when the cool wind disturbed the leaves from time to time. ring.

Jin Yuanyi looked at it from a distance, just as it was strange, but suddenly kicked something under his feet, he looked down, only to find that there was a soup cup on a table, and there was a note beside it.

Leaning over to pick up the case, Jin Yuanyi glanced at the note, then quietly rolled his hand into his sleeve, and walked into the room with the case.

"Who was it just now?" Yu Changqi glanced at the things in Jin Yuanyi's hand.

"Oh, it should be left by that little monk named Zhi'an. When I went out, he was gone, but left a bowl of soup!"

After Yu Changqi saw it, he didn't pay any attention to it, he just lay down straight and closed his eyebrows and said, "Where are Ye Fan?"

"After he finished his dinner, he went to rest in the meditation room next door!" Jin Yuanyi said, and put the case in his hand on the table.

Later, seeing that Yu Changqi didn't respond, Jin Yuanyi retreated silently. After closing the door, he took out the note that had just been rolled up in his sleeve, and read it thoroughly with the candlelight reflected in the room.

There are a few large characters written in very Zhouzheng sharp italics on the top:

At midnight, Zhengxiong Palace.

His handsome brows were deeply frowned, and his expression suddenly became serious.

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Zishi——

The night became deep and dense, and a gust of night wind brought unknown insects from a distance into the treasure hall, and the candles on the niches flickered unidentified, and the beams and pillars in the hall were painted with red gold, resplendent and embellished with mother-of-pearl mother-of-pearl , drawing exquisite heraldry with animal faces and phoenix and bird patterns, highlighting the magnificence of the palace and the solemnity of art.

The incense in the cauldron was burnt to the end, and a case of incense ash fell, and the curling smoke lingered on the Buddha statue on the top, and the surrounding eighteen kalan, either gentle or ferocious, were clearly yin and yang reflected by the flickering candles.

The host, Huiru, sat cross-legged in the lotus meditation, facing the Buddha seat, with a peaceful face, and the Buddhist beads in his hand responded to the Sanskrit uttered from his mouth.

"There are eighteen gods of Garan, one named Meiyin, two named Sanskrit, three named Tiangu, four named Tanmiao, and five named Tanmei..."

A clear and soft voice suddenly echoed in the silent hall, soft and melodious like the voice of an actor, but carefully listening, it turned out to be a male voice, but the movements of Huiru's hands faltered, his mood became restless, and his face revealed Out of fear, the eyes that had been closed all the time did not dare to open, and the heart became tense and numb like the sound of approaching footsteps.

The slender fingers slid across the desk with the movement of the body, leaving fingerprints on the dusty place.

A tall figure was reflected on the ground by the candlelight. The visitor was wearing a navy blue placket gown. The smooth and delicate satin surface flowed with the candlelight, revealing the delicate moire patterns in the stitches, as if it only melted into the night. Generally, they never appear in front of the world easily.

"Eighteen Jialan is the Dharma Protector God, the Dharma Protector Bodhisattva who is in charge of the Garan Land. The presiding officer does not offer Manjusri and Samantabhadra, but the Dharma Protector God. What are you afraid of?"

A sweet and soft voice sounded above her head, a finger brushed her cheek, leaving a trail of dust, obviously the touch was so gentle, but Huiru avoided it as if she had encountered a snake and scorpion, suddenly a tingling pain appeared beside her ear, and her heart Surprised, but did not dare to move recklessly.

"Forgive, forgive me..."

"You haven't answered my question yet?" With a slight movement of your fingers, an extremely transparent silver thread appeared near Huiru's life vein, but the silver thread is very sharp, and a little carelessness can easily peel off a piece of human skin .

"me……"

But the man grabbed his jawbone, pulled Huiru's head hard, and made him unable to move, but his tone was as cold as ice: "A monk who is greedy for money and lust, escaped into Buddhism and refused to mend his ways. Since he is afraid of retribution , and why do you want to do it, what's the use of worshiping these clay embryos now!"

The strength in his hand suddenly increased, and the sharp silk thread penetrated into the flesh. The latter groaned in pain, his eyes were about to split, and his eyeballs looked at the mask in front of him tremblingly. With a sinister smile, he looked sarcastically at the struggling man who was on the verge of death.

After a while, the man let go of his hand, and the aura around him returned to the original indifferent and casual manner. Only Hui Ru covered his neck and panted heavily, lowering his head and not daring to look at the man.

"Recently things have been investigated very tightly, do you know what to do?" The man suddenly said, Hui Ru nodded lightly, as if swearing: "I, I won't shake things out, it's just, it's just that Ying Ru Wang, I'm staying in the temple now, I'm afraid..."

"That person?" Hearing this, the man's quiet and penetrating eyes seemed to reveal a hint of a smile, "People who get in the way will always have bad luck, you don't have to worry about it, you just need to watch your mouth right now, before the treasure scroll appears, I will I don't want any mistakes!"

"Yes, I understand!" Hui Ru nodded hurriedly, but her heart was filled with remorse. If he had been devoted to goodness and the six senses were pure, he would not have fallen into the trap. Now that he is controlled by others, he is worried all day long, worrying that he will burn himself at any time.

It's just that the matter has come to this point, but there is nothing to say. Just when the two of them had settled and the man was about to leave, suddenly a sword light came, and the man dodged it lightly, but Hui Ru was startled. Turning around, after seeing the person at the door clearly, his face changed color in embarrassment.