Sun God Champion

Chapter 317 Qiuyue Temple, Hong Yi's Tomb Sweeping (please subscribe, ask for a monthly ticket)

Qiuyue Temple.

Two years passed, the temple became more dilapidated, and the waist of the old monk who struck the bell also bent a lot.

Between walking, it becomes more strenuous, and you have to rest after walking a few steps.

Next to the temple, there are almost no people passing by.

During the Daqian Dynasty, praying for gods would only enter Taoist temples and imperial temples, and Buddhist temples almost disappeared.

Ever since the Great Zen Temple, one of the six holy places, was completely destroyed, the whole branch of Buddhism has been in disarray.

Among the various countries, there are not many temples.

Even if it is not specifically targeted, after the common people do not believe in Buddhism, it is only a matter of time before it dies out.

As soon as he entered the Qiuyue Temple, Yang An's spiritual sense had already surrounded the entire Qiuyue Temple, and he did not detect any problematic places.

Yang An didn't find fox demons, fox caves, etc., and didn't care.

Hong Yi entered Beijing earlier than him, and according to Hong Yi's itinerary, he could reach Yujing in about two days.

According to Hong Yi's personality, he might come to Xishan to visit his mother's grave, and then directly participate in the provincial examination.

This is also to avoid the grand lady of the Hong residence. Before Hong Yi joined the Zhendong Army, his situation in the Hong residence was not good, and he almost died in the hands of the grand lady.

"It's really a desolate place."

Huang Yanyan looked around, it was very desolate and there were few people.

"Is the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past" here?"

Huang Yanyan asked in bewilderment.

She checked with her divine sense, but she didn't find anything surprising.

Even though he knew that fetishes were self-deprecating, he still had doubts in his heart.

Huang Yanyan had doubts in her heart, so she asked naturally, this was also her character.

"Not here, but just wait here."

Yang An said with a smile.

This requires waiting.

After Hong Yi arranged the internal affairs of Zhendong Army, he rode to Yujing City on horseback.

To participate in the rural examination, he naturally returned to Yujing alone.

On the way, to avoid being stared at by the eldest lady, Hong Yi deliberately walked the official road back to Yujing with the caravan.

"Thank you bro."

Hong Yi clasped his fists at the bodyguard and said.

Along the way, except for a few short-sighted thieves, no other troubles were encountered, and they arrived at Yujing City safely.

Hong Yi bid farewell to the caravan on the road in front of the West Mountain.

"You're welcome, sir."

The escort clasped his fists and replied.

Hong Yi's energy and blood are restrained, but his skin is strong and his bones are hard, at least he is a martial artist level master.

The bodyguard is naturally very polite.

Among the folks, the level of a martial artist is also a master, which is rare.

This is also the result of Hong Yi's restraint. He has restrained part of his strength, but not all of it.

Going out and showing some strength can deter Xiao Xiao and avoid unnecessary troubles.

"Yujing, you're back again."

Hong Yi bid farewell to the people in the Escort, looked at the Yujing city gate not far away, and did not choose to enter the city at this time.

Now there are still a few days before the start of the rural examination, and it happens to be the time to visit his mother's grave first.

In the army for more than a year, he did not return to Yujing. On the hill near Qiuyue Temple, the lonely deserted tomb should be overgrown with weeds.

In previous years, he was the one who went to clean up, so that the mother's grave was not occupied by weeds.

Hong Yi glanced at the city gate of Yujing, and rode directly towards Xishan.

After riding for more than half an hour, Hong Yi saw Qiuyue Temple, and his speed was much faster than before.

Although Qiuyue Temple was more dilapidated than before, it gave Hong Yi a warm feeling. Perhaps the time spent in Qiuyue Temple was better than that in Hong's mansion!
"The layman hasn't come for a year."

The old monk saw Hong Yi and recognized Hong Yi.

Although Hong Yi's body size has grown a lot and his appearance has matured a bit, the old monk still recognizes him at a glance.

Perhaps it was due to the fact that not many people came to Qiuyue Temple for a year,

Among these people, Hong Yi stayed in Qiuyue Temple for a long time, and it may be that Hong Yi gave more money.

"I have seen the master, and I will stay with you for a few days."

As Hong Yi said, he took out a tael of silver from the package and handed it to the old monk.

After joining the Zhendong Army, Hong Yi's salary was quite a lot, which was enough for him to consume. Moreover, after making meritorious service, there was also Yang An's reward, so naturally there was no shortage of money.

One tael of silver was worth one thousand Wen in the Dagan Dynasty, and one penny of copper could buy a big sesame seed cake, which was much more than what Hong Yi gave to the old monk before.

"Layman, please go ahead, let's stay in the original room!"

When the old monk saw the money, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to take it quickly, showing unusual agility.

With one or two silver coins, he can hold on for a long time again.

The old monk walked aside, took out a key, and handed it to Hong Yi.

This is the key that Hong Yi used before, and the location has never changed.

"Thank you, Master."

Hong Yi took it and thanked him.

Then I walked through the backyard full of weeds. The weeds in the temple were longer than in previous years. Obviously, the old monk hadn't cleaned up these weeds for a long time.

Before Hong Yi walked to the familiar door, there were several layers of rust on the lock, obviously no one had used it for a long time.

But it wasn't broken, Hong Yi twisted the key in his hand and opened it directly, but there was a lot of dust.

Hong Yi can confirm that no one else has entered this room for more than a year, otherwise there must not be so much dust.

Familiarly cleaning up the dust in the house, it didn't take long to finish cleaning.

The physical strength of the Xiantian martial artist is good. After Hong Yi cleaned up all the dust, he didn't feel anything. In previous years, after cleaning up the dust, he would sweat profusely and be extremely tired.

At least in terms of physical strength, the benefits of practicing martial arts are still obvious.

After Hong Yi finished cleaning, he changed his clothes from the package and walked out towards the small hill behind Qiuyue Temple.

The familiar barren tomb appeared in Hong Yi's eyes.

To his surprise, there were not many weeds on the barren grave, and he didn't care. It is estimated that there were not many weeds last year.

After Hong Yi placed the tribute, he pulled out the weeds that were still on it one by one.

"Mother, the child is not filial. I haven't seen you for more than a year, and only now came back to visit your grave."

"Boy has finally become stronger after more than a year. His martial arts cultivation base has been raised to the level of a congenital martial artist. Although he is still a little worse than that person, boy will surpass him sooner or later."

"During this period of time, my boy, I met a noble person, the one who worshiped you in front of the grave last time, the champion Hou Yang'an."

"When the Daqian Dynasty was in danger, the champion Hou Yang'an led his troops to attack the Yunmeng Empire, not only repelling the Yunmeng Empire, but also allowing the Yunmeng Empire to cede territory and pay compensation."

"During this period of time, Hai'er has been guarding the border under the champion Hou, and now he is a general of a thousand men, and Hai'er has achieved something now."

"Champion Marquis is very optimistic about the child and gives him a lot of support. After the child wins the first prize in the exam or breaks through the Grand Master, the mother can move back to the ancestral grave."

"At that time, you can slap the lady in the face severely. When the boy is strong enough, he will definitely find her and avenge his mother."

Hong Yi spoke intermittently in front of Meng Bingyun's grave.

Some words, he has been holding back in his heart, never said to anyone.

Because talking about it to other people could put him in a dangerous situation.

For so many years in the Hong mansion, Hong Yi has long known the truth that disaster comes from his mouth, and he will be more cautious in speaking.

Never say more than you should say.

Hong Yi was talking while cleaning the weeds.

These are words that have been accumulated for more than a year, and it seems that there is no end to them.

In the past year or so, his life has changed a lot, and it is much more exciting than before.

Not only the strength has improved, but also the growth of knowledge has gained a lot.

"Mother, the provincial examination will be held soon. I have been preparing for the provincial examination for a long time. If the imperial examination goes well, I will be able to let you move back to the ancestral grave sooner."

"If it doesn't go well, then the child will break through to the Grand Master realm as soon as possible and let you leave this barren tomb."

"I will also let you enjoy the offering of the Hong family's incense."

"The child will accumulate more credits, so that the mother will be granted the imperial edict by the gods, and then she will be able to enjoy more incense."

Hong Yi continued.

These words are all his goals, goals that he has never told anyone, and also include the purpose behind the goal.

With the improvement of Hong Yi's martial arts cultivation base, the speed of cleaning up the weeds is also a bit faster, and it didn't take long for them to be cleaned up.

But Hong Yi didn't leave, but sat and continued talking.

(End of this chapter)