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

Thirty-five years ago?

A high monk who came out of the mountains?

Seijing Temple!?

Xu Qing keenly captured several key words.

The thoughts in his mind were spinning, and the clues were connected into a line.

When did the monk Hui Hai leave the temple?

It seems to be decades ago.

It also came out of the mountains, and the name of the newly built temple is still called Seijingji.

The broken temple in the mountain forest, although the plaque is already mottled, you can still vaguely see one of the words.

"Net!"

All kinds of information, one coincidence after another, seem to say one thing.

The monk who opened the altar and preached should be the monk Huihai who slaughtered the ancient temple in the mountains overnight!

After the monk came out of the mountain, he came to the outside of this Jinzhou city to collect a group of believers and build a temple?

Thirty-five years ago, shortly after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, many laws were incomplete.

Unlike now, monks who want to build temples have to go through strict scrutiny.

And if that senior monk was really Hui Hai, whether this pure temple was pure or not, that is another matter.

Xu Qing's eyes flickered, and he pondered for a moment and asked, "What was the Dharma number of that senior monk back then?"

The old man shook his head and sighed: "Back then, we were in chaos here, full of displaced robbers, and there were often famines, so the group of people back then was almost dead, and there are probably few who are still alive now..."

Xu Qing nodded and did not ask again.

A moment later.

A group of good men and women passed through the official road, and they took out strings of Buddhist beads from the baskets in their hands and distributed them to the people on both sides of the road.

Xu Qing fixed his eyes and saw that the Buddha beads were round, the clouds were blossoming, and the sandalwood bursts, and it was a high-quality color at a glance.

For a time, the entire street was filled with a faint aroma.

The people who received the beads were all happy, their faces more reverent, their hands folded, and they chanted the Buddha's trumpet.

When Xu Qing saw this scene, his eyebrows wrinkled, and he only felt that there was some relief in his heart.

Finally, the mighty team went into the distance.

Xu Qing looked at the gold-painted Buddha statue, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

The arm of that Buddha statue just now... It seems to have moved?

He was shocked in his heart, and he looked at it, but he did not find anything unusual.

The Buddha statue is still a Buddha statue, even if you have your back to everyone, you can still feel the divine Buddha-nature brilliance.

Xu Qing thought to himself.

If the abbot of Qingjing Temple was really Hui Hai back then.

Then this matter is serious.

Back then, Hui Hai's life-swallowing appearance, Xu Qing can remember clearly, he is clearly a demon monk!

Who knows what kind of pickling things he will do behind his back under the cover of the abbot of Qingjing Temple.

Jinyiwei's vocation is to kill demons and remove demons!

If there is really a trick behind it, you must take a trip to the Qingjing Temple!

Xu Qing said hello to the old man and led the horse into the city.

When the city gate guards saw the flying fish suit, they immediately stood in awe and saluted respectfully.

Entering the city, the loud shouting reaches the ears.

On the wide streets, countless vendors greet passers-by enthusiastically.

After several days and nights of rushing, Xu Qing also felt a little tired.

Mostly, of course, psychologically.

So he decided to take a break and wait until tomorrow morning to pick up his journey.

By the way, inquire about the situation of Seijingji Temple.

.........

"My lord, please come in."

The shopkeeper took Xu Qing to the front of the guest room, and his eyes secretly looked at the flying fish suit, his eyes full of respect and envy.

Xu Qing nodded and thanked him.

A look of excitement appeared on the shopkeeper's face, and he patted his chest and said, "If you have any orders, please look for me!" I am clear about things in this Jinzhou city!

Xu Qing paused and asked, "The people of Jinzhou City... It seems that they all worship Buddha?

"Hey, my lord, you really guessed it, almost everyone in our Jinzhou City burns incense and worships the Buddha, even the newborn child, we have to ask the master of the Qingjing Temple to touch the top before choosing a name..."

This shop Xiaoer grew up in Jinzhou City and knows this place very well.

After Xu Qing's question, he immediately opened the chatterbox.

"Over the years, people with excellent roots and bones have often been selected to enter the temple and practice Buddhism with those masters, but I am envious, but unfortunately they say that my six roots are impurity, so I have not been able to become a monk."

Shop Xiaoer shook his head and sighed regretfully.

Xu Qing's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a trace of vigilance flashed under his eyes.

Listening to the shop Xiao Er say this, I am afraid that the entire Jinzhou City will soon become the back garden of the Qingjing Temple!

How daring!

If this kind of thing is investigated deeply, it can directly put a charge of intent to rebel on the Qingjing Temple!

Seeing that Xu Qing fell into deep thought, the shop Xiaoer did not dare to disturb and quietly retreated.

.........

Approaching evening.

The sun is setting in the west, and the last rays of light are extinguished on the horizon.

The whole world fell into darkness again.

In the inn.

Xu Qing ordered a table of wine and food, and after a full meal, he was preparing to meditate and cultivate.

Suddenly.

His ears moved, and he listened carefully to the sounds mixed in with the night breeze.

Boom!

Boom!

"Ah..." The

sound of weapons colliding, and a scream entered Xu Qing's ears.

The sound was faint and came from a distance.

If it weren't for Xu Qing's superb hearing, he might not really be able to hear.

Without hesitation, he picked up the embroidered spring knife, jumped out of the window, and quickly blended into the night.

Tap on tiptoe, and your figure flickers and jumps on the rooftops, extremely fast.

A moment later.

A smell of blood came from the alley ahead.

I saw a man dressed in black on his back in the shadows.

On the side, a long knife broke in two.

Xu Qing's body shook, his pupils shrank sharply, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared next to the man in black.

And at this time.

A ray of moonlight fell and reflected the clothes the man was wearing.

The flying fish cloud pattern flashes with silver light, and it is a flying fish suit!

This person is actually a brocade guard!

At this time.

He was already seriously injured, his chest collapsed deeply, his arms were broken, and blood was constantly spitting out of his mouth.

Xu Qing's heart sank, and his expression was a little gloomy.

This man... Can't be saved.

Xu Qing pressed his palm to the back of that brocade guard, and a pure true qi gushed out, helping him relieve his pain.

That's the only thing that can be done.

Na Jinyiwei coughed, spat out a large mouthful of bruised blood from his throat, and gradually recovered his consciousness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a young man with a grim face.

Feeling that warm true qi, he realized in his heart and said with difficulty: "Thank you, thank you."

Xu Qing shook his head lightly, did not say nonsense, and said: "Nanlonghu Jinyiwei General Banner, Xu Qing, what is your situation, there are demons lurking in the city?" Who injured you? The

seriously injured Jinyiwei's eyes lit up sharply, but he didn't expect to meet his colleagues!

His face was painful, and he struggled to speak: "In the city... There is..."