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"Could it be him?" Fan Qinghui was skeptical.
Concubine Shixuan nodded slightly: "According to the news sent back by Elder Shi, Ling Chi has left Peach Blossom Island a few days ago, and his whereabouts are unknown."
Fan Qinghui's eyes flashed brightly, and said: "In this way, the person who kills the side and lives up to it is probably Ling Shaoxia?"
Concubine Shixuan nodded lightly: "Although it's just my disciple's guess, there are nine out of ten."
Fan Qinghui narrowed her eyes and said, "Feixuan, go to Peach Blossom Island and meet him."
"..."
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I fell asleep at [-] o'clock in the evening, woke up at [-] o'clock in the morning, and then I was still sleepy, but I couldn't fall asleep again. I stayed up until [-] o'clock and got up to type. Until now, my eyelids have been fighting several times, and I finally wrote [-] words. This afternoon There are still some things to deal with, so today is [-] words, and the amount of updates is enough.
So, ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket. ?(‘???`)
Chapter 273
Jingnian Temple, together with Cihang Jingzhai, is known as the two holy places of martial arts, and is hidden as the head of Baidao martial arts. It is different from Cihang Jingzhai's practice of selecting successors to walk in martial arts. Most of the temples only play an auxiliary role and do not have a dominant position. .
It is located in the southern suburbs of Luoyang. The temple buildings add up to hundreds of rooms, just like a small city. In the middle, there are seven main halls and a small copper hall with a width of three feet and a depth of three feet and a height of half a foot.
Except for the copper hall, all buildings are covered with three-color glazed tiles, and the color is as new. In front of the copper hall, there is a platform square that is as wide as hundreds of feet, built of white stone and surrounded by white stone railings. In the middle is a Manjushri Bodhisattva riding a golden lion. Next to the niche are the three Buddhas such as Medicine Master, Sakyamuni and Amitabha.The painted sculptures and gold ornaments are quite imposing. Except for the entrance and exit of the four stone steps, there are five hundred arhats on average, all made of gold and copper, and each of them has a lifelike expression.
On this day, a small peddler pushing a wheelbarrow came outside the Jingnian Temple. When the faithful men and women saw this scene, they just glanced at it and didn't pay any more attention until...
"Hiss..." Many people were sniffing: "What smell? It smells so good!"
The crowd searched for the scent and walked to the gate of Jingnian Temple, and then saw many colorful pastries with no names on a small cart, and the fragrance was emitted from these pastries.
Behind the trolley, a young man in white and a tall hat saw the crowd coming, and shouted: "Look, take a look, Ling's bakery has opened a big deal! There are Gorgon fruit cake, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and mung bean cake. , Hechuan Peach Slices, Phoenix Tail Cake, Longan Cake, Longfeng Cake, Sesame Cake, Peach Cake, Rice Krispies Candy, Sweet Potato Candy, White Hibiscus Cake, Saqima, Peanut Candy, Peanut Stick, Fish Skin Peanut, all ten Two taels of silver per catty! Ten taels of silver, you can’t buy it at a loss! Ten taels of silver, you can’t be fooled! Ten taels of silver, after this point, there will be no such shop in the village!”
"..."
Everyone was persuaded to leave by the ten taels of silver. Although they donated incense money in the Jingnian Temple, they didn't feel bad for a few hundred taels of silver, but they were extremely reluctant to buy a catty of pastries for ten taels of silver.
Some people!It's that weird.
"Amitabha." A middle-aged monk came over, chanted the Buddha's name, and said, "Benefactor, this is a pure place of Buddhism. Please sell it at a nearby place."
"What the master said is really reasonable." The young man laughed and said, "Buddhism can accept incense money from pilgrims, but it doesn't allow hawkers like us who rely on our own labor to earn some hard money. It really deserves to be a meditation temple for the salvation of all beings."
The middle-aged monk frowned: "Amitabha, the benefactor has the ability to speak and speak, please leave quickly."
The young man looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "What if I don't leave?"
"Amitabha, then I can't help you as a benefactor." Just as the middle-aged monk stretched out his hand to touch him, the young man suddenly fell to the ground, screaming: "The monk from the Jingnian Temple hit someone! The monk from the Jingnian Temple hit someone! Is there any law of the king? I am about to be beaten to death by the monks of Jingnian Temple! Save me quickly! If you don’t save me, no one will save you when you are beaten by the monks in the future!”
"..."
There was a sudden commotion at the scene, and many devout men and believers who didn't know the truth came to talk about it.
"What's going on? Some people say that the monk of Jingnian Temple beat someone?"
"This... I don't know either! Hey, my husband, have you seen it?"
"Uh, it...probably, maybe..." The person was not very sure: "I just saw the master reach out and push the peddler, and then the peddler fell to the ground and yelled."
"Push? That must have been a fight. Who doesn't know that there are so many masters in Jingnian Temple, even a young novice monk is very good, let alone a middle-aged monk."
"It's too much. You are a monk, but you beat someone. It's really bullying."
"The little brother who was beaten is right. If we don't save people, who will save us when we are beaten? Although this little brother is young, his words are full of meaning. It is really rare."
"Stop showing off your tongue, you sour scholar, go save someone!"
"Yes yes yes, this is justice, go together, go together."
Soon, there was a burst of accusations, scolding, and justice at the gate of Jingnian Chanyuan.
"..."
The middle-aged monk was in a daze. He just reached out and touched it. How could it be like this?
Could it be that my Vigorous Vajra Palm has been practiced to the point where it hurts when rubbed, and dies when touched?
Of course he doesn't know that he has encountered the most terrifying, despicable, and shameless magic art in the world. This kind of magic can make people's skin as hard as iron and body as brittle as porcelain. If you hide, it will also actively chase you to touch it. At that time, it will not be a matter of [-] yuan, and it will not be able to get up without [-] yuan.
That's right, the name of this magic skill is - Pengci magic skill!
"Oh, my elbows, oh my pollenques, oh my discs, oh..."
Seeing the misery of this small vendor, everyone was filled with righteous indignation: "Dangtang Jingnian Temple, such a nasty thing happened, hateful! Damn! Shameful!"
"Amitabha--"
A Buddha voice like a lion's roar suddenly appeared, suppressing all voices.
Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw an old monk wearing cassocks coming out of the door without anger and prestige, followed by four old monks, some pilgrims immediately recognized these five people.
"Ah! It's Zen Master Liaokong and the Four Great Dharma Protectors."
Everyone made way for these five people, all the anger and injustice in their hearts disappeared, and they looked at them with incomparable reverence, and even a few people knelt on the ground, muttering: "Master, please give my wife a Come on kid!"
"..."
Master Liao Kong, meditate on the Chan Master of the Zen Academy.At this moment, Liaokong felt aggrieved, because the closed-mouth meditation he had practiced for many years was actually broken by this young man lying on the ground pretending to be in front of him.
I OO, you XX, did you have a son, you bastard...
"Amitabha, benefactor, have you had enough trouble?" Liao Kong said.
"Oh, my elbow, oh, my bolengue, oh, my lumbar disc, oh, it hurts!" The boy cried out in pain, "It's over, I have at least 5000 taels of injuries all over my body. Silver, otherwise it won't be good."
Empty: "(▼ヘ▼#)"
"Amitabha." Liao Kong suppressed his anger, "Almsgiver, please speak clearly if you don't speak secretly."
"Oh! I want the stamped seal, the biggest seal." The boy moaned.
Liao Kong and the Four Guardian King Kong's complexion changed, and the way they looked at the young man changed completely. They were no longer looking at a fool, but at an enemy of life and death.
but……
"Amitabha." Liao Kong said calmly, "Since that's the case, let the benefactor follow the old monk into the temple to get the seal!"
"Huh? So simple?" The boy was puzzled.