It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 734

This battle is quick to start and quick to fall. Some people have just woken up and want to be bold enough to watch a lively event, only to find that the battle is over.

Now Qingfeng Temple has been surrounded by circles. It happens to be located on a mound. Looking up, the temple at night has a solemn spirit.

Wei Muchong took a soft sedan chair, and now he was looking at the outline of Qingfeng Temple from a distance. As a city lord who came from a scholar, he actually can't ride a horse, which is a strange thing, mainly because his family was poor when he was a child, and he couldn't even get in touch with decent big livestock.

But everyone will not underestimate the city lord because of this. After all, there are several people who dare to kill their own sons with their own hands.

Now that the army was under the city, Wei Muchong did not order an attack. The empire is the most important Buddha. When Emperor Ming guarded Qingye Buddha personally, he was born in Buddhism.

It is certain that Cheng Dalei can be killed by colliding with this Buddhist holy place, but it is also easy to lose people's hearts. What's more, Cheng Dalei obviously couldn't get away, he was just lingering for a few days.

The battle report has been reported, and the results are shocking. Cheng Dalei rushed out of the city lord's mansion and killed four gates. Although he did not break out of the city gate, the five thousand city defense soldiers did not effectively block him, but instead hundreds of casualties.

In the darkness of the night, Wei Muchong let out a long sigh, such a vicious thief, once released, it would be a great deal, fearing that it would become a disaster for the entire empire.

This made him even more convinced that his actions tonight were correct, and Cheng Dalei would never be allowed to leave Runan City alive.

Inside Qingfeng Temple.

The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, the treetops are shaking gently and there is a rustling sound, which is indescribably quiet. It is really the place to transform foreigners into Zen and cultivate one's self-cultivation.

The bloody aura on Cheng Dalei's body has destroyed the purity of Buddhism. Cheng Dalei and Liu Facai are somewhat similar in appearance. They are both burly and ferocious. At this moment, he was covered in blood, just like the evil ghost that crawled out of hell.

The little novices surrounding them were obviously a little scared, but no one backed away, but their expressions were trembling.

A voice suddenly sounded: "Hugh is rude, the host is invited."

The one who spoke was the incense monk in the temple, whose name was Huichan. Cui Baiyu bowed to him and nodded slowly.

Wei Muchong must not have done sufficient investigation, otherwise he would have rushed over at this moment. Qingfeng Temple is very popular in Runan City, so it is solemn and solemn. But at the beginning, Runan City was the Runan City of the Cui family, and the donors who were willing to spread incense and money here were the people of the Cui family. Even, at that time, this temple could be built entirely because of the Cui family.

A hundred-footed worm is dead but not stiff. How could a family with intertwined roots for more than three hundred years say that it can be uprooted by uprooting.

Cheng Dalei washed his body clean of blood and changed into a set of monk robes in the temple. Several people were led by the incense monk to the quiet room of the presiding office.

The name of the presiding officer of Qingfeng Temple is clear. He is an old monk who is over sixty years old. After Cui Baiyu walked in, he bowed respectfully.

Cheng Dalei still rarely saw her with such a correct attitude, so he bowed slightly and bowed to the old monk.

Several other people did not have the good temper of Cheng Dalei. Liu Fa Cai looked up and down to see where the old monk's neck was suitable for a knife. It wasn't that he was motivated to kill, it was just a subconscious act of killing him just now.

Not to mention Xu Shenji, he never put God or Buddha in his eyes. He can be a staunch believer when he needs to, and he can believe nothing when he doesn't.

The monk understood, raised his head and said, "This is donor Cheng, please take a seat."

Cheng Dalei sat down on the futon opposite him, and said carelessly, "I'm sorry for disturbing the mage's cleaning."

"Since you are in the red dust, you can't be called a pure person, and the rolling red dust cannot be blocked by a mountain gate." The master said slowly: "It's just that my small temple can be pure for a day or two, and I'm afraid I will protect it. It won't be a few days for the benefactor."

As he said that, he faced Cui Baiyu and said softly: "The Cui family is already like this. You should stop thinking about those things that have nothing to do with you."

Cheng Dalei was thinking about his own escape plan, and when he heard this, his gossip soul suddenly burned. Did this old monk and Cui Baiyu clearly know each other?

Cheng Dalei didn't know that this old monk was originally from the Cui family, so he was Cui Baiyu's uncle and Cui Xiang's brother. In the last battle for the position of the head of the family, the cunning and cunning Cui Xiang could not be beaten. His team lost power in the entire Cui family. After experiencing this incident, he became enlightened, and went to this small temple to become an eminent monk of the ancient scroll of green lanterns.

Cui Baiyu bit his lower lip and said, "Second uncle, it's the Cui family that is sorry for you."

The master waved his hand and said, "The past is no longer needed. Now there is no Cui Hunter in the world, there is only monk Mingran."

Cheng Dalei pondered the name, but he didn't exist in his mind. It is strange to say that Cui Xiang has covered the sky with one hand for so many years, but very few people in the world know what his name is.

The expression on Cui Baiyu's face was still not very good-looking. Now, he finally met a Cui family member who was related by blood, but the other party had a completely unsullied attitude.

After a long while, Ling Ran sighed softly, and said, "Yesterday's cause, today's effect, today's cause, tomorrow's effect. The Cui family suffered this disaster, and it was also caused by yesterday's abuse. These are what the Cui family should pay back, and this is ours. We have to acknowledge the debt. Fortunately, the Cui family still has your bloodline, which can be regarded as an extra-judicial grace."

As he said that, his eyes fell on Cheng Dalei: "Thank you to the patron of Cheng for protecting the Cui family's incense."

"Ah." Cheng Dalei didn't know why the topic suddenly shifted to himself, but what happened to this feeling of seeing his parents. He suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "It's easy to say, easy to say."

It may be that Cheng Dalei's performance made him understand and was a little speechless. He was silent for a moment before saying: "The old monk has heard a thing or two about what Cheng's family has done, and his merits and demerits will be commented on by future generations, but what future generations know. Cheng Dang's actions are worthy of admiration."

Cheng Dalei is also open to such flattery. He didn't have much respect for this monk. He talked about the ancient scroll of green lamp, and asked the Buddha wholeheartedly. If he really saw through the world, how could he hear about him.

It is estimated that when this monk was young, he would not be an honest person. Nowadays, he pretends to be an expert in the world, and when he was young, he was probably also a famous dude.

"Master, is there any way for us to leave this place?" Cheng Dalei asked straight to the point.

The old monk paused: "Yes."

Cheng Dalei breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that you are a monk who is not honest. Maybe sometime, he will quietly go to the brothel ghost.

"Where is the road?" Cheng Dalei asked.

The old monk looked at the ground in front of Cheng Dalei: "The road is at your feet."