Ming Zuo

Beside the winding path, there is a simple thatched hut.

There are a few tables and chairs on the side near the road, and a beautiful woman in her thirties is sitting on it, bored and drowsy.

The setting sun is hanging on the horizon in the distance, sprinkled a touch of rouge into the vast sky.

The breeze swayed the treetops, making this bright red a little more psychedelic.

The beautiful scenery on a good day was broken by the rapid sound of horseshoes.

When they got close, three or five tough men came down immediately.

They casually let go of the reins, allowing their mounts to wander to the side of the road to graze at will, not afraid of running away.

The woman who was in a daze woke up when she heard the sound, and when she saw a few men sitting down, she immediately put on a smile.

"Several guest officials have worked hard all the way, are they eating or staying in a hotel?"

Among the several men, the leader was the youngest.

Laugh before saying anything, and travel around the rivers and lakes with some people.

"There is no rush to eat, no rush to stay in a hotel, but there is no delay in seeking to see the true Buddha."

The woman's face changed slightly, and then returned to normal.

"Masters are joking. I am a small shop in the wilderness. Even lonely souls and wild ghosts don't like it. How can the real Buddha talk about it?"

The man shook his head slowly, smiling unabated.

"The true Buddhas have always been in the mountains, let alone the Iron Faced Buddha."

The woman's complexion changed drastically, and she retreated sharply.

She is fast, these men are faster.

A few flashes of lightning suddenly flashed, the woman let out a scream, and her back hit the pillar heavily.

When I looked again, I realized that an iron arrow as thick as a brush had penetrated her shoulder and nailed her to the pillar.

There was a loud noise of broken doors and windows from the thatched cottage behind, and several shop assistants brandishing swords rushed forward.

However, before they landed, the sound of the bow and crossbow was as urgent as black and white impermanence.

Four or five guys fell to the ground one after another, and those who were already dead could not die anymore.

The woman's face was pale, and she couldn't help trembling when she saw this scene.

"I don't know how many are sacred? The little girl runs a shop here to make a living, why do you hate everyone?"

The young leading man sat still, as if the killing that happened just now was like a passing cloud.

"We have already said that we are here to find the Iron Faced Buddha. Why does Miss Chun have to hide it?"

The woman was seriously injured and almost fainted from the pain, she just gritted her teeth.

"I really don't know what Iron Faced Buddha is?"

The young man sighed slightly.

"Why do you ask for trouble?"

Immediately, a person stepped forward, suddenly grabbed the woman's right hand and bent it backwards, leaning against the pillar.Then a sharp knife stabbed out, pierced the woman's wrist, and nailed it together with the pillar.

"what……"

The woman twisted in pain.

But the man was unmoved, and grabbed her left hand again, twisted it and stabbed it again.

This time the woman was in so much pain that she couldn't even make a sound, she just kept hitting the pillar with her head, and the ground between her feet was even dripping.

When she felt her left foot being grabbed, she suddenly thought of something and immediately lost all her strength.

"I said, I said everything, don't kill me!"

The iron-faced Buddha is not a Buddha, let alone a compassionate heart.

He is actually a robber.

In the vicinity of Jinwu Mountain, everyone knows the name of the Iron Face Buddha.

But no one has ever seen his true face.

But the people who have been walking here for many years, as long as they are targeted by him, their money will be looted and they will inevitably die.If it is a beautiful woman, the end will be even worse.

In order to eliminate this giant bandit, the Korean court carried out several encirclement and suppression campaigns, but all of them returned in vain.

Later, the war broke out and the world was in chaos, and no one would care about a mere robber.

It is not easy for people in the flames of war to survive.

What they desire most is to find a piece of pure land in such a troubled world.

Dagong Temple is the most ideal place for people nearby.

The bells are fluttering, and the Sanskrit sounds are loud.

The wandering people seek the most precious peace in the sound of monks chanting sutras.

Only when the shells landed in the courtyard did the brutal air flow break the tranquility here.

It turns out that it is so illusory to believe in Buddhism and seek peace of mind.

People screamed in panic and ran around.But without any surprise, they were all forced back by the shining bayonet.

Countless soldiers besieged the entire monastery from all directions, and a group of people, regardless of age, women and children, were all escorted to the square, waiting for the verdict of fate.

The Dharma presiding officer of Dagong Temple can be regarded as the person with the deepest concentration among them, who can still turn the beads and chant sutras safely.

The footsteps stopped in front of him.

"All the immortals of the Buddhist school have great supernatural powers, but they don't know where the Iron Faced Buddha ranks?"

The chanting sound stopped abruptly, Fa Neng raised his head in panic, and met a young face.Only those eyes were as sharp as peerless swords, piercing through his disguise at once.

Hanyang, the residence of Kim Sang-heon.

As a hero who resisted Li Zhen's perverse actions, Jin Shangxian has a high position and power, and even his house can only be looked up to.

But today, countless Xia Jun rushed over and broke into the door.

"You...do you know what this place is? It's really unreasonable! Even His Royal Highness King Xia treats my father with great respect. If you act recklessly, you may bear the consequences?"

The people who walked in didn't care about Jin Shangxian's son's noise at all, they just asked, "Where is the gold medal?"

Kim Sang-heon's son was stunned on the spot.

"You... why do you need to go to such lengths to find a servant?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Jun's soldiers had already discovered where the gold medal was.

The door was broken open, and Jin Zhang was seen sitting in the chair, his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth were all bleeding continuously.

Seeing Xia Jun appear, he laughed wildly.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...Master, Jin Zhang has failed, so I have to go first!"

Jin Zhang, the butler of the Jin Mansion captured by Xia Jun, committed suicide by taking poison.

This is where the storm started.

In front of Zuo Menggeng, all the relevant personnel gathered together, but the atmosphere was extremely chilling.

The young man walked up and down in the middle, talking about what happened.

"Master, at the request of Chief Prosecutor Huang, we went to Jinwu Mountain to capture the Tie Mian Buddha. According to Tie Mian Buddha's confession, they took money from Mr. Jin's housekeeper, the gold badge, to assassinate Mr. Haiping. Following this clue, we chased to the Jin Mansion. But the Jin Zhang got wind of it beforehand and committed suicide by taking poison. However, the evidence for the assassination of Mr. Haiping by the bandits from Jinwu Mountain is conclusive and iron-clad."

The young man is Zuo Gui.

Among the eight people who are rich and honored and enjoy life forever, the person who likes Jianghu the most.

To solve the assassination case of Haiping Lord Li Ji this time, we need to start with the thieves from Jinwu Mountain.

Huang Zonghui invited Zuo Gui to help.

If you want to deal with people in the rivers and lakes, you must use the methods in the rivers and lakes.

In this regard, Zuo Gui is an expert.

Sure enough, as soon as he made a move, he achieved extraordinary results.

But now, the political situation is shaking because of this.