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Chapter 142 The Assassination Failed?

The farmer did not choose to offer incense, but went to the hut first, and took out the porcelain vase and cloth bag from his arms.

Open the cloth bag first, and there is only a wax pill wrapped in oiled paper inside.

Gently crush the wax pill to reveal the pill inside, then put it in his mouth and swallow it in one gulp.

Then open the porcelain bottle again, pour the liquid inside on the palm of your hand, and spread it carefully and evenly.

While the liquid medicine was still on the surface of the skin, the farmer hurriedly turned around and left the hut, heading straight for Puyan.

At this time Puyan was talking with a young girl.

"Master Puyan, this is a pouch I made with my own hands. It contains insect repellent herbs that can prevent mosquito bites." The young girl gently handed the pouch to Puyan.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss." Pu Yan clasped his hands together, but he didn't take the purse.

"The smelly skin of a monk doesn't care about being bitten, so leave this purse to your parents and relatives."

Pu Yan's tone was flat, but his attitude was firm. No matter what the girl said, she refused to accept the purse, but turned around and left.

"Master Puyan..." The young girl bit her lips lightly, her eyes fixed on Puyan, and she was about to reach out to grab his sleeve.

At this time, the farmer saw the right opportunity and slammed into Puyan.

"Be careful, benefactor!" Pu Yan supported the farmer, and tightly held the farmer's palm with both hands.

"Oh, I'm really sorry, I offended Master Puyan." The farmer apologized.

"It's okay, it's okay." Pu Yan smiled and straightened the farmer's body, and then took a step back, "I have something to do, so I'll go back first."

Then he turned around and walked towards the backyard without looking back.

Pu Yan rubbed his palms lightly after turning around.

Did the benefactor just wash his hands and didn't dry them?

How does it feel wet.

Pu Yan didn't think too much, he kept walking, wanting to leave this place as soon as possible to avoid the young girl's eyes.

In fact, Pu Yan has long been used to this kind of situation, and he is not an uncommon person, so he naturally understands what this girl means.

But he is a monk after all, and the relationship between his son and daughter has nothing to do with him. It is better to make progress in Buddhism as soon as possible, make a breakthrough in martial arts, and go to Nalanda Temple as soon as possible to listen to Master Fazang.

Pu Yan, who has lived in Hanshan Temple since he was a child, has a very simple mind.

He felt that since God allowed him to be picked up by his master from the side of the road, it proved that he had a predestined relationship with Buddha.

So from the time he was sensible, Puyan had a strong curiosity about Buddhism and devoted himself to studying scriptures all day long.

In this way, he not only gained a deep understanding of Buddhism, but also made himself gain something in Buddhist martial arts.

This is the dual practice of Buddhism and martial arts.

Seeing that he just stayed in the room studying scriptures all day long, the master worried that if he continued like this, he would become just a dead reader, so he urged him to get in touch with people more.

So let him be responsible for receiving pilgrims in front of the hall.

But as soon as Pu Yan appeared, many people who came to offer incense exclaimed.

A snow-white monk's robe, a delicate and handsome face, a tall and straight figure, and a noble temperament are matched with the environment in Hanshan Temple.

It makes people feel happy when they see it, and they can't help but want to get close.

When some courageous female pilgrims saw Pu Yan appearing, they all came forward to have a chat.

However, that undisguised gaze made Pu Yan very uncomfortable, and he would stay at the entrance of the main hall for a while before returning to the backyard in a hurry.

Pu Yan returned to his room, spread out the scriptures, and began to study with all his concentration.

The farmer who had successfully poisoned looked at Pu Yan's leaving back, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, turned around and left Hanshan Temple.

The farmer rushed home non-stop, when he came across a small stream on the road, he washed his hands carefully on it.

Now that the task has been successfully completed, he will be able to leave here when the news of Pu Yan's death comes.

Returning to the big tree again, the farmer was still sitting on the root of the tree, stuffing a strip of cloth into the gap.

At night, someone will come here to take the cloth away, and His Royal Highness the Second Prince will know that he has successfully poisoned.

But after waiting, the farmer couldn't wait for the news of Pu Yan's death. Didn't he succeed in poisoning?

impossible!

He obviously touched Pu Yan's palm with his hand, how could the other party not be poisoned?

It wasn't until this day that he heard his mother-in-law talking to the neighbors that he realized that he really failed last time, so he had to pass the news back again.

When he learned that the mission failed, Zhu Qi was furious.

"A bunch of trash, they can't do such a small thing well!"

Xiao Zhongju: "..."

Xiao Zhongju, who was on the side, felt a little embarrassed when he heard it, and thought in his heart: Are you talking about me?
After Zhu Qi finished getting angry, he realized that Xiao Zhongju beside him was a little uncomfortable standing there.

He knew that he had made a slip of the tongue just now, but he didn't explain, nor did he say sorry.

He just said with a gloomy face: "Mr. Xiao, that Pu Yan is still alive and well, what do you think should be done?"

Xiao Zhongju didn't care about Zhu Qi's bad attitude, he was already prepared for it, and he didn't take it seriously, but put forward his own opinion on Zhu Qi's question just now.

"Your Highness, since poisoning is not enough, let's be direct and send someone to kill Hanshan Temple!"

"Well, good idea, Mr. Xiao, you can arrange it." Zhu Qi nodded and agreed to Xiao Zhongju's proposal.

In fact, Xiao Zhongju's inner thoughts were still planning to send someone to poison him again.

In this way, not only the risk is small, but also it will not attract the attention of Buddhism.

But he knew Zhu Qi's character well, if he proposed to continue sending people to poison him again, he would definitely not get support.

So Xiao Zhongju didn't bother to spend much time talking, and directly said a method that most satisfied Zhu Qi.

With Zhu Qi's permission, Xiao Zhongju arranged for manpower to assassinate Pu Yan.

But in order to prevent information from being leaked, the order given was to kill all the 22 monks in Hanshan Temple!
Among them, the two old monks, Jizhen and Jiyuan, have the strongest martial arts.

For this reason, Xiao Zhongju specially arranged Yue Chunqiu and Duan Luo, and at the same time sent Zhu Qi's dead men to assist them.

As long as Jizhen and Jiyuan are successfully held back, and then the dead soldiers enter the temple and kill all the remaining [-] monks, Puyan will naturally be dealt with.

Just in case, Xiao Zhongju asked Duan Luo to bring a blood baby, and warned Duan Luo that it must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Once it is used, everyone will be silenced, including the dead who went with it, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Not only will the six sects not let them go, even the three sects will send people to hunt them down.

But in the end, it is human beings who are not as good as heavens. They have prepared so well, but they still failed to kill Pu Yan, and instead exposed Zhu Qi and himself.

In the end it ended up like this.

Xiao Zhongju recalled the previous experience in his heart, and couldn't help feeling a little absurd.

Could it be that he had spent so much time and energy to find the wrong person in the end?
(End of this chapter)