?”

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Pinzhao's expression was astonished. He carefully recalled the previous scenes. After the scenes emerged, he suddenly realized that the actual situation was exactly the same as what Jiang Wen said.

So after being stunned for a moment, he nodded vigorously.

Jiang Wen breathed out slowly and suddenly turned his head to look at Pinzhao, who had no idea why. "I have one last question. Does the abbot think that something big will happen to Xitan Temple soon? It will be big enough for Abbot Lian Hongbian."

Are you not sure you can solve it?"

Pinzhao's Adam's apple was shaking up and down, as if he wanted to say everything he thought and knew, but the words he promised the abbot before leaving were stuck in his throat, and in the end he could only nod deeply three times.

"As expected. There must be an insider in Xitan Temple who revealed the information to Prince Pingxi. Abbot Hongbian was vaguely aware of it, so he cautiously tested these insiders."

A smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Wen's lips, he leaned against the crumbling door frame and expressed all the speculations in his mind.

"Among all the people, the only one he absolutely believed in was his junior brother Master Anren, so naturally he didn't think twice about it. After realizing something was wrong, he first arranged for the two of us to go to Full Moon Peak, but something happened to us anyway. This is

Let Abbot Hongbian understand that Xitan Temple has been penetrated beyond his imagination, so he arranged for us to go down the mountain overnight."

The person who secretly planted the poison was probably not the abbot, but the person who could do it without anyone noticing must have something to do with Xitan Temple. After Jiang Wen finished speaking, he pointed at the photo and said, "And you are from the Mu family, there is no way you would betray me."

Maybe, that’s why I asked you to go down the mountain together, and hide the weak links that were exposed to the enemy’s eyes naturally. The more important purpose is to let you go back to warn the Mu family, right?”

Looking at Pinzhao's horrified look, Jiang Wen knew something in his heart. If a ruler is not secretive, his ministers will lose, and if their ministers are not secretive, they will lose their virginity. Some things cannot be said and can only be done quietly, and the bigger the action, the easier it is to be seen through.

Jiang Wen has known about Abbot Hongbian for a long time. A high EQ is said to be virtuous and capable. The abbot is good at building jungles, training disciples, and promoting the country. A low EQ means that he never hesitates to use tactics for the sake of Xitan Temple.

Means - This may also be the inevitable result of surviving in the cracks for many years.

And he always has very few cards in his hand, so he must be cautious when making moves, not daring to waste even one point of vitality.

In Xitan Temple, the existence of Jiang Wen and Luo Shuang'er is not a secret. The two of them are also openly using the name of Jingnan Wang Geng's family, but what they are doing and what their purpose is is kept well kept secret by the abbot.

, except for a few core personnel of Xitan Temple, the rest of them did not know the importance of the two of them - and this time Luo Shuang'er was bewitched, it was obvious that there was a major flaw in some link.

Taking a step back, it is inevitable that the Sidtan Temple will be infiltrated. Even if the temple of more than 300 people can unite to resist foreign enemies, there will always be some people who are deceived and bribed into defecting. But among these people, the least able to be

Those who were bribed were a few high-level old monks.

Jiang Wen's thoughts were running wild and he came up with many speculations.

Just like the two plaques hanging in the middle of Abbot Hongbian's room [Miaoben Hongda, Pin Liuguang], these senior monks represent the last barrier to the secrets of Sittan Temple, and also represent the secrets of Sittan Temple.

The precipitation of the backbone. If anyone among them is bribed, it means that the barrier has collapsed. The dangerous thing that Sidtan Temple did two or three months ago is likely to be exposed to the eyes of Prince Pingxi and will be attacked at any time.

A fatal blow.

Pinzhao listened to a few words in front of him and thought he knew the truth of the matter. In his heart, he thought that Abbot Hongbian was worried that the Pingxi Palace would attack one after another, so he sent them down the mountain. But Jiang Wen knew clearly that the matter was more dangerous than this - Xitan

The temple once housed people from the imperial court who rebelled against Southern Shaolin. Once this matter was exposed, it meant that there would be no room for compromise, surrender, or escape intact!

"Abbot Hongbian is really dancing on the edge of a knife. He must be absolutely sure that he is doing this now..."

Pinzhao asked in astonishment: "What? Is the abbot sure of solving it?"

"Where are you thinking? The abbot is sure of the outcome of losing everything."

Jiang Wen patted the shoulder of the product photo and looked towards Jizu Mountain along the night sky. He seemed to be able to smell the unpleasant smell mixed with ashes and blood. The blood-like firelight spread to his eyes. "The Book of Songs" said

It’s not raining yet, we’re clearing the earth, and we’re preparing for the house. It can be seen that sometimes accepting the reality as soon as possible is also a way to solve the problem.

Pinzhao noticed a wave of uneasiness, but couldn't tell what the problem was. He could only bite the bullet and said, "Donor Jiang, since it's so dangerous, why do you still nod and shake your head?"

Jiang Wen folded his hands and frowned: "I thought about every link carefully, and I always felt that something was wrong. If we go by Abbot Hongbian's worst guess, then Xitan Temple should have been penetrated. At this time, the opponents

There’s no way there’s been no movement for several days…”

Deployment of troops requires advance deployment. In such a rural area, it is impossible to hide the truth from the villagers. Assuming that the Prince of Pingxi knows about Xitan Temple's collusion with Southern Shaolin, then there is no room for refutation of the matter itself. Wu Sangui can completely

The Sidtan Temple and the Mu family were uprooted for treason. There is no reason for them to wait without moving and send a princess to worship the Buddha - isn't this tying themselves to the rebels? Aren't they afraid that the bald donkeys will run away overnight?

?

But if it was just a false alarm, how could the other party be so precise in bewitching Luo Shuang'er? Could it be that the status of the person being bribed was neither high nor low, and that he just had a little knowledge and was able to hit the right target by mistake?

Jiang Wen couldn't help but look at Pinzhao at this time. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that this young monk was the most qualified. He not only knew about the existence of Luo Shuang'er and himself, but also stupidly just went up the mountain for two months and knew nothing about what was going on...

…

"Donor Jiang...you, why are you looking at the young monk like this?"

Pinzhao was so shocked by the sight that he quickly lowered his head, clasped his hands and made a sound, secretly taking a few steps back.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jiang Wen slowly looked away, and at this time he had no choice but to laugh. He seemed to be too caught up in Abbot Hongbian's perspective, and he actually started to look like everyone else

He is a traitor. Although little monk Pinzhao is a bit suspicious, his identity has determined that he will suffer both prosperity and loss, and it is unlikely that he will choose to join Wu Sangui.

Or maybe this move is really about attacking the mind, a counterattack against his previous suspicions, and the growing uneasiness in the Sidan Temple, could it be that he is trying to scare himself from the beginning to the end?

"Little Master, my experience tonight is quite bizarre. Jiang doesn't know where to start, but would you like to tell us about yourself so that we can have an idea."

Pinzhao said to Jiang Wen slightly bitterly: "Donor, have you seen it?"

Jiang Wen nodded: "How could I not see it? When these Sunny grandma's were doing it, you were obviously very familiar with it, and you could even recite the mantra together at critical moments - and then think about your usual

If you wish to have supernatural powers, you should be able to guess more or less."

Pinzhao let out a long sigh, with mixed emotions on his young and dark face.

"Donor, it's not that the young monk intentionally seeks magical powers, but only magical powers can resolve suffering. This matter starts from my ancestors..."

Pinzhao's name among these tribes is Acuolin. This "A" surname is the surname changed after three generations of the Mu family. That is to say, his grandfather could still have the surname "Mu" openly when he was born, and he was officially a member of the chieftain family. .

But the year his grandfather was born, the old priest of the Dongba Sect had already told the ancestors of the Mu family that his grandfather was destined to die young and leave no descendants, which meant that this branch was destined to be cut off. For this reason, the ancestor of the Mu family I had a huge headache and held several large wind-sacrifice ceremonies in an attempt to ward off the disaster, but the divination results each time were of no avail.

After exhausting all methods, grandpa finally remembered that there lived several Sonny wizards from the Baisha sect beside the Dalongtan at the foot of Jizu Mountain. Baisha was the birthplace of Mu clan Tusi. The wizards there were reclusive but knew many powerful things. The magical power has been passed down from mother to daughter, mother to daughter, from generation to generation for many years and is not shared with outsiders.

When the Mu family sent people to go this time, they found several old and frail Granny Sunny, and they also got a very taboo method - since fate cannot be changed, then to find a way to continue the descendants, we must learn from the vast world of gods and ghosts. Only by "borrowing life" can one avoid the fate of dying alone.

So Acuolin's ancestors relied on this taboo method called "exchanging rareness" and began to pray to the mountain gods of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. After three consecutive deaths, they finally kept a child, and that person was Acuolin. 's father.

But this method is extremely dangerous, and naturally has its sequelae. That is, the life span of each generation is not long, and it is more difficult to continue. Just like when a soldier makes a dangerous move and makes the same mistake over and over again, the ghosts and gods whose lives he borrows must also become more ferocious, so it is very difficult for them to do so. It is easy to encounter disaster.

Dong Lu, the God of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain who had been worshiped in his family for many years, soon lost his spiritual power after being borrowed. As a result, his grandfather suddenly died without any illness, and Acu Lin's father was still destined to die. So his father decided to give up his life. Later, he first went to the Ghost King who died for love in the Cui Kingdom on the foggy road to "exchange the secrets", and then followed the path of the Han Master to borrow life from the King of Hell, so that their family gave birth to a daughter and a son one after another.

"...Not long after I was born, my parents died inexplicably, and the original Han Master told my family that I must go to a temple to become a monk before my sixteenth birthday to avoid disaster, otherwise my life would be ruined. I have to go back. Now my family members are all being sent to hell and suffering. Only by learning magical powers like Maudgalyana Bodhisattva can I save them from the sea of ​​suffering..."

Pinzhao was talking sentence by sentence, but Jiang Wen was a little surprised. This seemed to be a trick used by quacks to defraud money by claiming that the child was a "child's destiny". "Guan Tongjian, benefiting the nine-legged monks and Taoists", extracting money and then tricking them into becoming a monk to ensure their safety. According to the truth, it is not harmful to get money, and you will not deceive them to the point of destroying their families and destroying their lives.

Jiang Wen didn't know how to comfort him, so he said casually: "It's a pity that you didn't get to know me earlier. Not to mention, Jiang is far away, and he happens to know a prefect in Huangquanli. If I asked him for help in the first place, I wouldn't have had so much trouble."

"I don't know the ghosts and gods of these people, but if the King of Hell decides the case, how could he be so confused?"

After Luo Shuang'er cleared up her logic, she also asked with some doubts: "Since you borrowed your life from the King of Hell, it must be with their consent. Shouldn't the King of Hell bless you with a long life? Let's not talk about the evil. Does it make sense?”

Seeing that the people were as ignorant as children, Jiang Wen smiled coldly: "Sister Shuang, this is because you don't know something. Nowadays, it's not just the underworld who are unreasonable. When have the officials in this world ever talked to the people?" If the donations continue to show off one after another, they are often several times the regular tax. Among the ten kings of hell sitting in the Senluo Palace, who has ever said the word 'no'?"

Seeing Luo Shuang'er frowning and saying nothing after hearing this, Jiang Wen couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and lamented that he had finally managed to get the matter over with his smooth tongue.

Pinzhao listened to the discussion between the two people in front of him, but did not react at all. He just said with a numb expression.

"My sister has been taken away by Wulu Youcui Country. I must learn magical powers and break in to rescue her!"

Jiang Wen let out a long sigh, patted his shoulder and said, "Little master, things have their own priorities. Now the danger of overthrow is still before us. Shouldn't you first complete what the abbot told you?"

Pinzhao suddenly woke up at this moment and was about to run down the mountain. But because he remembered something, he suddenly stopped and turned around and asked: "Donor, why don't you leave? Are you going to go up the mountain again?"

"Don't worry, it will only take you a whole day and night to get back and forth to Lijiang. We have just recovered from serious illness, so we will stay at the foot of the mountain to rest for a day."

"But……"

"It's nothing. Don't worry. I have always been magnanimous and generous, and I never care about trivial matters."

Jiang Wen waved the young monk to leave on his own. After a long time, he turned back meaningfully, looked at Luo Shuang'er who was doing the exercises with her eyes closed, and whispered in her ear, "Originally it was not appropriate for me to take action, but since Miss Luo, you My martial arts has recovered, so I have to be prepared no matter what..."

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It was dawn again outside Fengwei Village. Dust was flying and noisy on the narrow dirt road. Countless pilgrims from far away were vying to get the upper hand. They walked along the road and raised their eyes, waiting with bated breath for something. There was someone in the distance. The horses marched in tandem on the mountain road, their hooves running swiftly and steadily, showing a calm and unhurried demeanor, which was obviously not the style of ordinary wealthy businessmen.

At first, a group of people were flying tiger and leopard banners, and dozens of armored cavalry were elected to clear the way, escorting a secret sedan with a canopy to protect it from wind and rain, and to hide from people's eyes. This sedan has four square eaves on the top of the pagoda. Shape, surrounded by red silk silk sedan curtains, accompanied by smart and arrogant guards holding swords, blocking the prying eyes of countless people.

However, the mountain wind was strong in the early morning, and one or two people still caught a glimpse of the sedan curtain flying in the chaos. They quickly focused their eyes to catch a glimpse of the face, but were frightened by a face with half of the skin peeled off and covered with burn marks. I had to scream and fall to the ground...

"Madam, there are too many scoundrels out there, you have to hide them."

The sedan curtain fell quietly, and a female voice sounded from the dark sedan.

Then there was a soft voice, like a gentle drizzle in the sky and the dew of apricot flowers, but after all, it was cold and not close to the fireworks of the world.

"It doesn't matter. Have you done everything you have to do?"

"Go back to Madam, no one can undo the poison under this slave. The Sidtan Temple suddenly purchased a large amount of medicinal materials for internal injuries, and I put ten times the amount of snake saliva poison in that batch of medicinal materials. Now the masters in the Sidtan Temple

When viruses and diseases come together, people will definitely fall off their feet."

"I don't want to know these things."

"Yes, ma'am..."

The sounds in the dark sedans gradually dissipated, and the convoy of people and horses also slowly entered the chain of shades of Jizu Mountain. At this time, the pilgrims watching in the aisles exhaled and focused their eyes, and saw another group of people and horses slowly approaching with grand preaching.

"Look, the people behind are coming too!"

This time, the screams all around were even more grand and respectful, because walking in front was a group of Tibetan monks with strong bodies and resolute faces, wearing Thousand Buddha crowns and red ropes tied to their hats. Hundreds of people chanted sutras with their palms clasped, and the sound was loud.
To be continued...