Everything starts with Jin Yiwei

Chapter 773 Hurry up, don't go!

This man wearing a golden cassock, named Qingtan, is the head disciple of Qinglian Temple, and he is also the leader of this generation.

Qinglian Temple enshrines the ancient Qinglian Buddha, which has a profound heritage, a long history and powerful strength.

And Qingtan is the best among them. He is an orthodox Buddhist. He worshiped Qinglian Temple and accepted the influence of Buddhism since he was a child. Now he has reached the peak of the out-of-body state at the age of 30. He is really talented. , Talent is unparalleled.

Qinglian Temple is far away in Nanjing Kingdom, and it is the township sect of Nanjing Kingdom.

I don't know how far he has traveled, but he came to Dakang country.

"When I become a Buddha, all sentient beings will be born in my country!"

"Knowing the fate of countless kalpas, you can see and hear all the good and evil you do, and the things that come and go in the ten directions are not a wish, and you don't get the right enlightenment!"

"Fate wish!"

Qing Tan clasped his hands together, a golden Buddha's light bloomed all over his body, indistinctly, a flaming flame of Buddha's light rose in front of him.

Through this flame of Buddha's light, he 'saw' Master Jiuyuan who committed the crime, and finally locked a ray of wish on him.

He looked around, carefully recalled the fateful cause and effect he saw in the flames, found a direction and immediately chased after it!
After Monk Qingtan left, Qin Zhan came here again, but he didn't find anything unusual here.

"It's strange, why didn't I hear any rumors about the mummified corpse, and didn't see the murdered person. Could it be that Master guessed wrong, Master Jiuyuan didn't go in this direction at all?"

Qin Zhan shook his head involuntarily.

In fact, how did he know that now Master Jiuyuan has shifted his target to wild beasts and monster races, and far away from human races.

Since ancient times, human beings and monsters have been incompatible, so how could the things about the monster race be known by the human race.

Moreover, he could have found some clues when he passed this place, but Monk Qingtan buried all the corpses of the wolf demons who had become mummified corpses, and then rescued them, so that there was no trace of the gray world here. What is Qin Zhan like? to discover?

"No, it's impossible. It's definitely not the master's mistake. If I want to say something wrong, it must be my mistake. The route I took is not consistent with Master Jiuyuan's, or Master Jiuyuan may not have acted yet. , who knows where to hide and heal his wounds!"

Qin Zhan shook his head, thinking that the old monk should be right, but he himself was wrong.

He held the Zen stick of merit and continued to move forward.

Wanping County.

It means long live the county seat of peace.

But here is not so safe.

Because this place is located on the border between the Dakang Kingdom and the Xiyu Dynasty, and also borders the Luoque Kingdom in the south, it is very uneasy.

Since the death of three county magistrates in Wanping County in one year, there has been no county magistrate appointed by the imperial court to come here, so the impression of Wanping County is that it is in chaos.

The more chaotic the place, the easier it is to fish in troubled waters, and no one cares about these things even if a few people die.

So when he learned about Wanping County, Qin Zhan rushed over immediately.

"Candied haws, delicious and not sticky!"

"The best glutinous rice balls cost a penny each!"

"Saozi noodles, five cents a bowl, I guarantee you will want to eat more!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see you just now, are you okay, didn't you hurt you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, the black-clothed Buddha blesses you!"

"Blessed by the black-clothed Buddha!"

"..."

The county seat of Wanping County is much smaller and more dilapidated than Xinglong County, but it is surprisingly prosperous and peaceful, with no sign of chaos at all.

The neighbors are friendly and harmonious, and the childish children chase and play. It doesn't look like a small border town that has suffered from wars at all.

"Holy Monk please!"

"Holy Monk, invite you first!"

"..."

Qin Zhan walked all the way, and saw the county government office in Wanping County. The gate was closed, and there was dust on the steps in front of the gate. There were spider webs all over the eaves above the gate. It seemed that no one had been to this place for a long time.

That's right, Wanping County is peaceful after all, and there are no disputes among the people at all, so how can there be a government office to deal with disputes?
"It's strange, it's obviously a peaceful place, why do I always feel terrified, and the peace of Wanping County is a bit abnormal, even the capital of Dakang Kingdom doesn't look like this?"

"Where there are people, there is war. This war is as big as between countries and as small as between everyone. If everyone is not for fame and fortune, what is the difference from the walking dead?" Qin Zhan thought in his heart.

Moreover, they seemed to be surprisingly respectful and fearful of the monk. Seeing Qin Zhan's attire, they made way for him one after another.

Are they devoutly worshiping the Buddha, or were they frightened by the Buddha?
"Old man, is there a temple nearby? The young monk came from Tianlong Temple in Xinglong County, Nanbo County, and went to Luojia Mountain in the southwestern border of the Xiyu Dynasty. He passed by here and wanted to find a temple to stay overnight. Would you like to tell me?" Qin Zhan stopped the old man who had been trying to dodge when he saw him, and said.

The old man looked up at Qin Zhan, and the fear in his eyes gradually faded. It was the peaceful and pure Buddha light on Qin Zhan who affected him. He looked around and said to Qin Zhan: "Little master, go quickly, don't go !"

"Old man Xing, you dare to scare me here, and even dare to disrespect the holy monk?"

Seeing the old man tugging on Qin Zhan's sleeve, as if he was talking to Qin Zhan, a young man couldn't help scolding loudly:

"Everyone in Wanping County respects the White Bone Bodhisattva and the Black-clothed Buddha, but you black sheep not only disrespect the Buddha, but slander the real Buddha and Bodhisattva everywhere!"

"If I, Zhang Shan, hadn't changed my ways and turned to righteousness, and became devout and Buddhist, I really want to beat you up hard!"

The old man trembled when he heard the words, turned around and bowed to say sorry, then turned around and fled away.

Seeing this, Qin Zhan didn't say anything.

"The holy monk came from afar, why not spend the night at Heishan Temple. The presiding master of Heishan Temple, Heifeng, is kind and generous, helps the world, and is hospitable. When the holy monk arrives there, it is like returning to his own home." Zhang Shan, a young man, said Said.

"The little monk has this intention, how about the benefactor show the little monk the way?" Qin Zhan said with a light smile.

"Extremely happy!" Zhang Shan was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately took Qin Zhan to the hill next to Wanping County.

Wanping County is built on the mountain, facing south from the north. Qin Zhan entered from the south gate of the county seat, passed through the county seat, exited the north gate, walked for a while, and looked up to see the resplendent Heishan Temple.

"Holy Monk, I can't enter Heishan Temple without a summons. The Heishan Temple is right in front of me, so I won't go in. Can I go the rest of the way by myself?" Zhang Shan said.

"That's fine, then I'll have to ask Benefactor Zhang. It's getting late, so benefactor Zhang must pay attention to safety when going down the mountain." Qin Zhan said.

"Thank you Saint Monk for your concern."

Zhang Shan clasped his hands together, bowed to Qin Zhan, and left.

After Zhang Shan left, Qin Zhan walked towards Heishan Temple step by step. He wanted to see who the sacred Master Heifeng was, and where the black-clothed Buddha and bone-boned Bodhisattva they enshrined were... monstrous!
In Buddhism, there are novice monks in white clothes, eminent monks in red clothes, coquettish monks in golden cassocks, and poor monks in plain blue or off-white robes.

Some temples even wear blue or green cassocks, or purple cassocks.

But only black has always been a taboo in Buddhism, because black represents darkness, and the Buddha is the spokesperson of light, so why would he wear black cassock?

Buddha in black, Bodhisattva in white bones, these two people are not good people at first glance!

Maybe some evildoer came from somewhere to pretend to be a member of the Buddhist sect, collect beliefs or do some shady things!

(End of this chapter)