Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

With the departure of Hui Hai, the scene in front of him slowly disappeared like smoke.

Everything was restored to the way it was.

The courtyard wall collapsed again, the temple gate decayed, the main hall was dilapidated, and a huge Buddha head was buried in the barren grass in the small courtyard.

There was a coolness in his hand.

Xu Qing looked down, but saw that the green wild fruit in his hand was still there!

I squeezed it with my hand, raised it to my nose and sniffed.

A faint fruity aroma poured into the nasal passages, a burst of sweetness.

Xu Qing's eyes were deep, his eyes flashed, and he thought thoughtfully.

He took the wild fruit into his arms.

Suddenly.

Beside him, a figure flickered, but it was the old monk.

At this time, his face was full of sorrow and he saluted deeply towards Xu Qing.

"Benefactor, Hui Hai has already fallen into the Demon Dao, if it is not timely... There will be one more demon Buddha in the world!

Xu Qing looked at him and shook his head, "Do you know how many years ago that happened?"

The old monk was stunned, and said a little dazedly: "This..." He

has been in the stage of ignorance all these years, and he did not cultivate before he died, and after death, he was just a lone soul and wild ghost, and he did not dissipate in the wind for so many years, thanks to the protection of Buddhist scriptures that had been cultivated for decades.

It was only in the past two years that I regained some consciousness, and as for the memory, I only remembered a few fragments.

So he really doesn't know how many years have passed.

Xu Qing looked at the ruined temple and said, "According to my estimates, it has been at least thirty years.

The old monk was shocked, then sighed sadly, and then asked: "Donor, in recent years, have you heard of demon monks who eat people's hearts indiscriminately?"

Xu Qing recalled.

He had read Jinyiwei's files and had some understanding of the major events that occurred in various places.

But I have never heard of a demon monk eating a person's heart.

So, he shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."

The old monk breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "Maybe he is already dead, yes, if he is not dead, how can he endure it... Hopefully, you're dead.

He kept muttering, and his figure gradually became illusory.

Just recreating the scene of that year, he has already consumed his strength.

Now, it's time for dust to dust.

The old monk clasped his hands together a moment before disappearing, and finally recited the chanted Buddhist trumpet.

"Amitabha."

Subsequently.

A breeze blew through, and the figure of the old monk drifted away in the wind, completely disappearing into this world.

Xu Qing looked back at the temple.

But in the courtyard, there are no broken walls and dead trees, and it is very clean.

The residual leaves flutter and the grass is barren.

The horse snorted boredly, a little puzzled.

In its eyes, Xu Qing was just in a daze in the courtyard.

Xu Qing grabbed the reins, led the horse, and slowly walked out of the ruined temple.

He looked at the path in front of him and at the official road under the mountain.

What happened to Huihai back then?

Why did he cast a demon?

Where did he go?

After a moment of silence, Xu Qing shook his head.

Decades ago, maybe Hui Hai is long dead.

.........

On the official road.

The horses galloped, and the sound of the horses' hooves was urgent.

A black-clad horse sat on horseback and rushed towards the city ahead.

After a long time.

Gradually, some people appeared on the official road.

There are caravans who come to the city early to sell their own greens, and there are caravans who come from other cities to buy goods....

The crowd was bustling and there were conversations from time to time.

Xu Qing listened to the words that came to her ears, and only felt that her mood was much better.

After running in the deserted mountains and forests for several days, it is not bad to be able to feel this human breath.

The steed galloped away.

When passers-by saw the flying fish suit on horseback, their eyes suddenly surged with deep respect.

Jin Yiwei, the guardian saint walking in the world!

The caravan stopped one after another, waiting for Xu Qing to pass before setting off again.

For a while, they were all relieved.

In the past, even if there were horse bandits on the road, they had to be scared half to death.

It is estimated that in more than a month, this road will become extremely safe, and there will be no need to worry about killing a group of robbers halfway.

Syllable!

A crisp horsewhip sounded.

The speed of the horse increased again, turning into a black shadow and rushing towards the city that had appeared in the distance.

Only when he got closer did Xu Qing slow down.

On the road, there are more and more people.

And when approaching the city gates.

But suddenly a team came out of the city.

Xu Qing fixed his eyes and found that it was a large group of monks, all strong and strong, carrying a huge Buddha statue out of the city.

At the back of this team, a large group of good men and women followed.

Looking at their dress, there is no shortage of rich people.

At this time, he was also very religious, clasping his hands together, and constantly chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

In front of the city gate, countless people waiting to enter the city also stopped, showing a reverent face, respectfully waiting for this team to pass.

Xu Qing wrinkled his eyebrows.

But I saw that even the soldiers who guarded the goalkeepers were like this.

They even laid down their weapons and saluted respectfully and reverently.

Seeing this scene, Xu Qing's brows furrowed.

It is not that the Daming army is not allowed to worship the Buddha, but thinking about it, even the weapons in his hand have been put down, which is really a bit excessive.

However, Xu Qing was too lazy to be nosy.

In this world, Jin Yiwei's main duty is to slay demons and remove demons!

The sound of music comes to the ears.

That team has come closer.

A gentle breeze blows a corner of the golden cloth covering the Buddha statue, revealing the Buddha's face below.

Xu Qing glanced at it, and was shocked in his heart.

At first glance, the Buddha statue is full of compassion, lifelike, and solemn.

But he felt an indescribable feeling.

On the pure and sacred Buddha statue, there was a faint revelation... Evil nature.

This word is difficult to associate with a Buddha image.

But Xu Qing really felt it.

Xu Qing frowned slightly, found a reverent saluting person beside him and asked, "Where is this Buddha statue going to be sent?" The

old man looked up and saw a flying fish suit.

A thick surprise appeared in his eyes: "Jin Yiwei? "

The worship of the people of Daming for Jinyiwei has reached a very exaggerated point.

The old man was originally disturbed from chanting, and there was a fire in his heart, but now it suddenly dissipated.

He excitedly replied to Xu Qing's question.

"My lord, the Buddha statue is ready to be sent to Mount Anmiao on the east side of the city."

Xu Qing nodded, not intending to ask more.

The old man opened the chatterbox and began to tell a lot of things.

"The temple there was built thirty-five years ago, when suddenly a high monk came out of the mountains and forests, opened an altar here to preach, and with superb medical skills, cured many people's old diseases, and took nothing..."

"So later, as soon as the rich merchants at that time combined, they built a temple for that master." It's called..."

"Qingjing Temple!"