My princess connects yin and yang

Chapter 125 The whole family is in the coffin board business

As soon as she left the house, several people from King Xun gathered together.

"Girl, what do you think they are going to do?"

Nianyouxi laughed out loud, "Aren't you a little... all the grass and trees are soldiers?"

A little movement and feel that there are troublemakers trying to harm me?

King Xun touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "Aren't I taking precautions before they happen!"

Nianyouxi turned her eyes to look at Sheng Zishu, he changed into normal clothes and looked a little more cute like the little brother next door.

"Let's go, how do you know what kind of special medicine they sell in the gourd if you don't go to see it?"

King Xun walked in front, Young Young Xi and Sheng Zishu followed behind.

In fact, to be honest, this Leiming Temple is really magnificent.

Surrounded by overlapping peaks and ridges, with fairy air floating and dense clouds and mists, it is a good place for vacation and self-cultivation.

If... ignore the frequent thunderstorms in the back mountain.

Going around the backyard, the blue brick floor was a little slippery, and Lingjun hurried forward to help him.

Young Xi raised his eyes slowly, and saw a ginkgo tree that was at least a hundred years old. The leaves of the tree rustled with the wind. It was golden and yellow, and it was very beautiful. Small gold ingots.

Nianyouxi couldn't help looking down at the big gold bracelet on her wrist that was two fingers wide.

Sheng Jinmo's aesthetics won her heart.

When they arrived at the main hall, everyone realized that everyone else had already arrived.

An army from Shengjing was guarding the hall.

The leading man looked less than 30 years old, with cold eyebrows and cold eyes.

Nian Youxi glanced lightly, and saw a young general standing behind him, the two looked very similar, they should be brothers.

Looking back, the most striking thing in the main hall is the huge incense burner.

It's big, it's really big, at least four people can't hug it.

The incense burner is filled with incense of different lengths and thicknesses.

The smoke curled slowly, giving the whole main hall a sense of mystery.

"Why are you all so slow?"

"Take out your ID card!"

The dark-faced man sneered at them coldly.

Li Wei lowered his head slowly, and said to several people in a low voice: "The chief guard, Zheng Mao, behind him is his younger brother, Zheng Huan."

Zheng Mao had already walked up to several people, waiting for them to present their identity documents.

Fortunately, King Xun had already settled the matter before he set off, and sent the document up.

After Zheng Mao looked carefully, he looked up and down several people.

He frowned and said, "Why do you look so familiar?"

First he looked at King Xun, then at Li Wei, feeling like he had seen him somewhere.

It is undeniable that Young and Xi are all too good looking.

Entering the main hall, it attracted the attention of many pilgrims.

"In the coffin board business?" Zheng Mao frowned when he saw the words on the document.

"Heh, what are you doing in Leiming Temple for dealing with the dead?"

King Xun stepped forward: "We are here for business."

"What's the deal?" Zheng Mao asked again, looking back and forth between Sheng Zishu and Nianyouxi.

The pair of sons and daughters who sell coffin boards are born well, the boy is handsome, and the girl is pretty.

"I heard that the people buried in the back mountain of Leiming Temple are all criminal officials. I guess they don't have any good coffins."

"The coffin boards our family sells are in the upper, middle and lower grades. You can get whatever you want!"

"Also, there is recycling business!"

Zheng Mao was taken aback: "Recycle?"

King Xun cleared his throat, and said a set of arguments he had prepared a long time ago: "Of course, if you buy it, you have to sell it again."

"You think, when some criminals are buried, the family will give them some money to buy a coffin?"

"But when they arrived at the back mountain, they were tortured by lightning all day long. Wouldn't the coffin have to be split open sooner or later?"

"We will recycle this kind and process it!"

Zheng Mao was silent for a moment, thinking about it, it seemed that what he said made some sense.

"Pfft!" A burst of laughter came from among the pilgrims.

A man, dressed in a dark green brocade robe, has narrow eyebrows and eyes, slightly raised, with a hint of coquettish air.

Zheng Mao was unhappy, and turned around and scolded: "What are you laughing at?"

The man said: "I've never seen anyone talk about this kind of business so...seriously."

"The coffin of Lei Pi was taken away, repaired and repaired, and then sold, and after it was broken, it was collected and sold again."

"This business is sure to make money!"

Zheng Mao's face darkened, and he looked at King Xun with disgust.

At this moment, a few people came out of the side door, to be precise, a few nuns.

The leader looked to be in his 40s, with a dignified look on his kind face.

She clasped her hands together: "Amitabha, the pure place of Leiming Temple, a few benefactors, be quiet."

When Xiaoyouxi saw her, she felt a little shocked.

This one has a Buddha spirit on him!

She pursed her thin lips and exchanged a look with King Xun beside her.

King Xun whispered, "Master Jingyu, the abbot."

Nianyouxi nodded, no wonder, this place feels different.

Moreover, most of the abbots in ordinary temples are men, but they didn't expect that there was a woman here.

And behind her, there were several nuns, all of whom were not easy to look at.

Thinking about it, this Leiming Temple is an institution directly under the Shengjing Palace. Can people who can become monks here be ordinary?
"Master Jingyu, Zheng Mao was ordered to arrest the remnants of the criminals, so I am bothering you."

No matter how fierce Zheng Mao was just now, he was also humble and careful when facing Mrs. Jing Yu.

But Young Youxi could clearly see that there was a dark cloud floating above Zheng Mao's head, and he reckoned that something bad was going to happen.

"Have you found the chief guard?" Master Jing Yu was neither humble nor overbearing.

"This person may have changed his identity and hid in the beginning of thunder."

"So I need to be here, and I have been bothering you for a few days."

There were so many pilgrims, it was impossible to take them all away, so Zheng Mao decided to lead the team to stay for a few days.

He issued an order that no one could leave Leiming Temple.

After he verified the identities of everyone one by one, he could leave.

Although some people complained, they did not dare to disobey the order, and it would not be worthwhile to be taken away as the remnants of criminal officials.

But no one expected that something would happen to Zheng Huan on the second day he stayed in Leiming Temple.

"It's not good! It's murder!"

"Come on, let's kill someone!"

Before Xiaoyouxi woke up, she heard shouts outside the yard.

She was not in a hurry, she washed and changed her clothes before going out to watch the excitement.

In the large pile of strange stones in the backyard, a man died with a strange appearance.

He was holding a human-shaped stone, knelt beside the stone, and kowtowed.

Everyone stretched their necks to look, only to notice that his eyes had been gouged out!

Those empty eyes looked straight at the direction of the back mountain.

"Get out of the way!" Zheng Mao's men stopped the pilgrims.

But everyone's mentality of eating melons is burning hot, and they are whispering to each other.

"This person seems to be a merchant from Xijiang."

"He came to Leiming Temple to wash away his sins. Could it be that God really punished him?"

Zheng Mao's subordinates have sealed off the place, and the pilgrims who saw this scene were afraid, and now they couldn't leave even if they wanted to.

(End of this chapter)