Half fairy

Chapter 442

The living environment in Haishi is so cramped, not because the land in Haishi is not enough, but because of restrictions. Qianliu Mountain does not allow Haishi's trading venues to expand indefinitely, nor does it allow outsiders to run around. Just a small corner.

However, in this corner, there are more than a million permanent residents, not including a large number of people who come and go.

The painted land is the boundary, one is prosperous and the other is quiet.

The boundary is a strait, the strait is deep, and there are rope bridges connecting the two sides, and the ropes are simply covered with wooden boards.

There is a calm sea under the strait. The cliffs on one side are brightly lit, and there are houses built with ladders everywhere. The houses seem to be clinging to the cliffs, while the cliffs on the other side are dark and cold. The contrast between the two sides is sharp. with the feeling of hell.

The cable bridge is also very deserted, and there are basically no other people coming and going. It can be seen that few people go to the other side of the trading market, and they dare not run there if they have nothing to do.

The savage carried the body of the merman in front, and Yu Qing followed behind, swinging on the cable bridge together, from the brightly lit place to the dark starry sky.

On the other side of Qing Leng, on the highest land near the sea, there is a temple built with walls.

The cable bridge chosen by the savage is also the one that leads directly to the temple. He swayed across the cable bridge and went straight to the gate of the temple on the top of the mountain. When he arrived, he threw down the body of the shark, turned to face Yu Qing who was following, and beat his chest as a signal , After Yu Qing nodded for confirmation, he immediately ran back.

Yu Qing stood outside the gate of the temple, and only then did he see what was going on with the white courtyard walls under the moonlight. The exterior walls of such a huge temple were all made of skulls, and the gate was also built with bones. The three words "Sweeping Temple" in the letter make people feel shuddering.

Ming Temple is what the outside world calls Saochen Temple, and Yu Qing has also heard of it.

The closed door is a mottled wooden door.

In fact, the area of ​​the monastery is not large. Apart from looking a little weird, it doesn't seem to be very grand, and it doesn't look like a prestigious place for a long time.

After observing for a while, and listening for a while, Yu Qing finally took out the ring and put it on his index finger, and then knocked on the door knocker.

After waiting for a while for no response, he rang again, three times in a row, before he heard footsteps coming from inside.

The door opened, and a young monk appeared, with a head sticking out from the crack of the door, staring at Yu Qing up and down, and asked, "Who is the benefactor looking for?"

Yu Qing turned sideways and let out the body of the shark behind him.

When the young monk saw it, he went out immediately, wearing a black monk robe, and walked quickly to the body of the shark to inspect it with his own hands. After getting up, he quickly turned to Yu Qing and asked, "Who did it?"

Yu Qing said without hesitation: "I killed it."

The young monk frowned, "Killed my Hai clan, and ran to the entrance of our temple to throw the corpse and knock on the door. Could it be that you came here on purpose to find trouble?"

Yu Qing: "Don't dare. It was the ferryman who had an evil intention on the way and intended to harm me, but I killed him instead. Although I didn't suffer, I have to be reasonable in everything. If it wasn't for my vigilance, I wouldn't have died Injustice? I heard that the 'Ming Temple' speaks for the Minghai Sea Clan, so I'm here today to ask for an explanation."

Surprise flashed across the face of the young monk. It is indeed rare for someone to come to the temple to ask for an explanation, and it is indeed a bit bold. He immediately asked: "Dare to ask the benefactor's name, so let the young monk come in and report."

Yu Qing said, "Ah Shiheng!"

"Ashiheng?" The young monk was taken aback again, and tried to ask, "Which Ashheng?"

Seeing this reaction, Yu Qing was cursing in his heart, his name was not resounding even though he worked hard, but the name "Ashiheng" is the kind that shines no matter where he goes, and people know him everywhere he goes, even in this remote place All monks are no exception, even thinking about it is boring.

But he still replied solemnly: "How many Ashhengs can we have?"

To be honest, if it wasn't for the health problems of Lao Qi and Lao Jiu, they might be in danger of life. He was very disgusted to use the name of Ashheng again, and he would not use it even if he was beaten to death, and he would not use it no matter how much money was given. That kind, this is probably one of the few things he resists even when given money.

No one can understand his certain mood, even just now, the scene in a certain study flashed through his mind, and the scene of denying that he was Ashheng to a certain woman flashed through his mind. Heart-piercing.

The young monk was surprised, and asked again: "Is that Tanhua Lang from Jin Kingdom?"

Yu Qing: "It's already a thing of the past, there is no such thing as a Tanhualang in the world."

The young monk suddenly felt a sense of awe, folded his palms together and bowed, "A benefactor, wait a moment."

He walked away quickly, and closed the door after entering.

After waiting for a while, the door opened again, and this time two young monks came out, and the door opened on one side, completely opened.

The one before asked Yu Qing to go with him, and the one who ordered him carried the body of the mermaid inside.

Entering and seeing the panorama of the temple under the stars and moon, Yu Qingdun felt his scalp tingling again. There were still skulls under his feet on the floor. The buildings that could be seen in the temple, except for the roof tiles, the walls were all It was built by skulls, including the main hall in front.

However, the architectural specifications of the temple are indeed not grand, the yard is not big, there is a main hall, a few houses, and a skeleton tower about three feet high.Except for the tower, there is not a single two-story building in the whole yard, they are all bungalows.

Even so, you can still feel that there are black eyes staring at you all around, including the ground, with a strong eerie atmosphere. I really don’t know what the psychology of people who live here for a long time will be.

The young monk carrying the body of the shark trotted into the main hall first, and it seemed that only the main hall had lights in the whole temple.

Yu Qing followed the lead, went up the steps, and followed into the hall at a leisurely pace.

There is only one word in the hall, empty!

There are no tables, no chairs, no clay sculptures, no golden bodies, no shrines, no censers for worship, and no magical instruments.

There was a brazier hung on each of the beams on the left and right. It was unknown what kind of fuel was used. The light from the fire was a bit pale, similar to the light of the lanterns on the ferry boat.

The skulls laying on the ground also appeared to be regular, circle after circle, big traps and small circles, and finally returned to one point. At that point, a middle-aged monk with delicate features was sitting cross-legged, wearing a black cassock with gold embroidery on it. Stripes and gold patterns occasionally reflect light under firelight.

There are two old monks sitting opposite to each other in the hall, both with long white beards, wrinkled faces, looking old, wearing black monk robes, but each wearing a clean white cassock, sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed. Hearing about foreign affairs.

The situation in front of him made Yu Qing a little uncertain, who was the legendary monk.In terms of seats, it should be the one in the middle, but the qualifications on both sides seem to be more suitable.Or is it not here at all?This is not impossible, the specifications of this place do not seem to be worthy of the reputation of the underworld monk, and it is reasonable that the one who can't live here is also reasonable.

After listening to the muttering of the young monk who came in carrying things, the middle-aged monk with delicate features moved his eyes away from the body of the merman and fell on Yu Qing's face, and said calmly: "You are the one who is known as the most talented man in the world in Jin Kingdom." Tanhualang?"

Yu Qing was quite impatient with this statement, but it was self-inflicted, so she had to deal with it again with empty words: "It has long been a thing of the past, and only ordinary people are alone."

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk smiled, "Regardless of whether it's true or not, these words can be taken and let go."

Yu Qing didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that this man looked at him strangely, and on the surface he bowed slightly to show his modesty, and then tried to ask: "I don't know what is the relationship between the mage and the monk?"

Middle-aged monk: "The poor monk is the current abbot of the Saochen Temple."

Yu Qing was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that this was really a legendary monk. She didn't seem to be very stylish. Thinking about Ying Xiaotang's age, this one really looked much younger than Ying Xiaotang. Hurry up and bow He bowed his hands, "I have heard that Master is Xuan Guogong's elder brother. When I saw him today, I didn't want the master to look younger than Xuan Guogong. It's because I'm blind, I'm paying my respects to the master."

The monk fiddled with the black rosary in his hand, "Are you implying that you have a relationship with Xiaotang, the poor monk? No one's relationship matters when you come here. It's not certain whether you can leave alive. It's just a matter of relationship and polite words." Don't talk about it. Judging by your appearance, it seems that you still don't know how the skulls in the temple came to be."

Yu Qing felt a little turbulent in his heart, but he still kept calm and said, "I would like to ask for advice."

Ming Monk said: "Long Kong, tell him what Sweeping Temple is."

"Yes." The carrying monk who was at the side answered, and turned to Yu Qing and said: "The Buddhist gate is clean, and I don't want to attract dust. If there is dust, I should always clean it. The skulls that the benefactor saw were all dust Those left behind stayed here to be saved by our temple, this is the origin of the 'Sweeping Temple'."

Yu Qing tried her best to control the throbbing desire of her Adam's apple, nodded and said, "I've been taught."

Ming Monk: "Don't benefactors also want to add bricks and tiles to our temple?"

Yu Qing: "Master's words are serious. Qianliushan, Sinanfu, and Daye Division have been entangled with me all the time. I can come here alive today, which shows that they can still reason. Even they can reason. Presumably The Temple of the Underworld doesn’t make sense at all, does it?”

The monk fiddled with the rosary and said indifferently: "For countless years, tens of millions of sea people have worked tirelessly to go back and forth to the other shore to make offerings to the sweeping temple. How can you kill my sea people with a few sophistry? How can it be settled with a few sophistry? There is no evidence Come on, whoever you are is a pile of bones."

Yu Qing said: "Evidence? To tell you the truth, Master, I came here to prove this evidence." He took off the ring from his hand, and handed it over, "Master, do you recognize this thing?"

The monk's eyes fell on the ring, and so did the two young monks, but the two old monks on the left and right still kept their eyes closed.

They stared at the ring and Yu Qing watched their reactions.

In the end, I didn't see any unnecessary reaction, I just stared at it, and then gradually showed a puzzled look, obviously I didn't understand it.

The monk asked: "Great talent, what do you mean by bullying the poor monk to be dull?"

(End of this chapter)