"The Master of Dharma, it's not that I don't help you, I'm really powerless!...Fu Yi looked at Wang Yuanzhi with guilty expressions. "If this crime was not done by the Shangqing Sect, it must be done by His Highness the King of Qin. For the sake of my great cause, Master of Dharma, you know..."

Wang Yuanzhi sighed in a long sigh, and was speechless.

Fu Yi looked at Wang Yuanzhi's appearance and said with some difficulty, "Of course, if you have other evidence to prove that the killing of the monk and assassination of the prince was neither what you did nor the King of Qin, then I can report to you on your behalf..."

I haven't figured out what happened to assassinate the prince yet, where did the evidence come from? As for the evidence that I didn't send someone to kill the monks, but do you want the evidence that I took handfuls of it?

"You don't have to worry about the Lord of the Banquet. Since Your Majesty has specially pardoned the Lord of the Dharma and Senior Brother Pan, it means that Your Majesty also knows what's going on in this matter." Fu Yi advised Wang Yuanzhi again and said, "I believe Your Majesty means to find a reason for venting the troubled monks..."

If you give those monks a reason to vent, can you just use our Taoist priests to make up for the numbers?

"Actually, after all, I have to blame the monk Wukong who pretended to be a god." Fu Yi said hatefully, "If he hadn't given His Majesty in the Tai Chi Palace, His Majesty wouldn't have thought that this was done by the Shangqing School..."

Wang Yuanzhi smiled bitterly, and after tossing, he went back to the starting point. What could he say? Could he tell Fu Yi that the little monk Wukong was right? Those monks were indeed killed by me?

"The Master of Dharma is sorry for you." Looking at Wang Yuanzhi's smile on his face, Fu Yi continued to say, "You can beat or scold the Master of Dharma, but for the sake of His Highness Qin, Fu Yi will never be able to turn over this case."

"Forget it, you have your difficulties too." Wang Yuanzhi stood up and shook his head. "This is God's will!"

Although Wang Yuanzhi got nothing at Fu Yi's place, Wang Yuanzhi himself knew that it would be very risky to open the door and let him in. Other officials who supported the Taoist sect, such as the Taipu Qing Zhang Daoyuan, did not even let him in. He said that he was seriously ill and could not see guests!

Seriously ill, what serious illness can you have? It’s just that you are disgusted by His Majesty Li Yuan, so you are unwilling to provoke yourself.

Wang Yuanzhi walked out of Fu Yi's mansion and looked up at the sky. He didn't know where he should go for a while. It has been four days since the prince was stabbed. Wang Yuanzhi has been running around in the past four days and has hit walls everywhere! His Majesty Li Yuan did not see him, Li Jiancheng did not see him.

He even secretly went to find Li Shimin, but Li Shimin saw him, but Li Shimin told him bluntly that Li Shimin could guarantee his fate of Wang Yuanzhi and Pan Shizheng, but it was hard to say about the other Taoist priests of Shangqing sect, because Li Jiancheng was injured and had no choice but to die if several Taoist priests were not allowed.

Wang Yuanzhi really didn't know why things suddenly became like this.

According to his own estimate, with the temper of His Royal Highness, he would never be able to let him down and help the King of Qin. So he killed several monks. The case of betraying the King of Qin should be caught by the prince. The matter of making the matter worse and worse, and finally completely cut off the possibility of those monks turning to the King of Qin!

Then because of this, officials in the court who believed in Buddhism, such as Xiao Li and Pei Ji, were dissatisfied with the King of Qin, and then the King of Qin could only rely more on Taoist subordinates like Fu Yi, and then killed the prince. After the King of Qin ascended the throne, the power of the Shangqing Sect might be even greater.

The original plan... wasn't it in progress? Even Fu Yi thought that the matter of killing those monks was done by the King of Qin, let alone Xiao Li and Pei Ji. But who would have thought that at this moment, Prince Li Jiancheng actually gave up fighting with the King of Qin, and would rather get a knife than put this matter on his head.

If Li Jiancheng was in front of Wang Yuanzhi, Wang Yuanzhi would definitely go up and ask Li Jiancheng, "What is there in your mind? Your enemy is your brother, not me! Do you know what should you do and what should you not do?"

Can anyone tell me why this thing happened? Could it be that the little demon monk Wukong was the one who did it again?

"Wukong, what are you thinking?" Zhixing stretched with satisfaction. But the damn thief did not send sulfur and saltpeter to Zhuangyan Temple anymore. During this period, he squatted in the yard and pounded it. Zhixing felt that he was almost as miserable as the rabbit in the moon.

"I'm wondering if Li Jiancheng was assassinated by Wang Yuanzhi." Wukong was holding a piece of bamboo paper in his hand and was frowning and thinking hard. "If it wasn't for Wang Yuanzhi, then who was it?"

"You're so careless!" Zhixing stretched indifferently. "The evidence is already conclusive, of course Wang Yuanzhi did it."

"But if I were Wang Yuanzhi, I was a dead soldier anyway, and the woman's clothes were generous. She just made a lot of explosives. Just like that spiritual gate, wouldn't it be easier to play with a human bomb?" Wukong had a strange expression on his face. But this dead soldier was just holding a hairpin.

My son, and it’s a hairpin without poison, it’s so weird!”

"Maybe I can't get the explosives in?"

"How is that possible?" Goku smiled contemptuously. "If the East Palace guards check, they are also checking the murder weapon. Who can check gunpowder!"

"Who knows!" Zhixing said indifferently, "Maybe he was crazy at that time."

Wukong ignored Zhixing's words and then muttered to himself, "Is this a scene directed and acted by Li Jiancheng? It's impossible, that guy Li Jiancheng shouldn't have done this. If you say that he put a false charge on his brother's head, I believe it, but he would rather stab himself in order to cleanse Li Shimin's charge?"

This is unscientific!

"Don't catch moms!" Zhixing yawned again. "Anyway, Li Jiancheng was assassinated, either the Shangqing school or his two younger brothers. Haven't you said it long ago? The three of them are all that kind of cruel horns..."

"His two younger brothers" Wukong hesitated for a moment, then looked down at the paper in his hand. "It shouldn't be Li Shimin. If this general Tiance is really assassinated, he will definitely be dead. Could it be that it is Li Yuanji? But the problem is that Li Yuanji finds such a dead soldier to stab his brother and what is the use of shaking the Shangqing Sect? This is meaningless!"

"It makes sense to stab to death!...

"The problem is that if you want to stab to death, the hairpin will not even be quenched. No matter how you look at this, it seems that Li Jiancheng made it himself." Wukong scratched his little bald head a little crazy. "Can you say that Li Jiancheng was suddenly traveled through time?"

"Okay, don't think about these boring things." Zhixing comfortably made a move on Chuáng. "Anyway, no matter who did this, he has done it. How about it, are you ready?"

"Everything is blocked by the Chi tricks γ Xinjiu Jimiao fat and cut taxes, Jun Juan Chu Huan Yi's gesture "It's so cool to arrange explosives in a Taoist temple where no one is. The secret actions of the gods are the most annoying!"

"I said when will I start?" Zhixing then asked, "Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No need!" Wukong waved his hand. "Now there are only a few guardian Changlin Jun and Wang Yuanzhi and Pan Shizheng in Lingxuan Temple. I am enough by myself. Senior brother, please stay here and help me prove it absentee!"

"What is the absent proof?" Zhixing asked suspiciously.

"It's when I'm going to do it. Please invite the monks from Zhuangyan Temple to come here to talk about Buddhism.

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"Talk about Mao Buddhism!" Zhixing interrupted Wukong without hesitation, and clenched his hand, "I understand when I see it or not, talking about the big fist of the casserole, but Buddhism is another matter."

"Actually, it's just to bring them over and have a drink." Wu Yan smiled and said to Wu Kong, "It's best to let them drink. If they refuse to break the quit, then please invite them to drink juice."

"What juice?" Zhixing asked.

"Get some pears and steam some juice out." Wukong thought about it for a while, and then said to Zhixing, "Yeah, finally remember to add some three-length pulp into it. Forget it, just add some this thing to go in..."

As he said that, Wukong took out a porcelain bottle from the corner of the room and brought it to Zhixing.

"Anyway, we will leave in a few days, so it's a waste to keep this thing!

"What is this?" Zhixing asked curiously.

"It's a concentrated bar." Wukong patted the bottle with a depressed look on his face. "When I return to Huangmei, I must make a set of steaming equipment, otherwise the purity of this thing will really not be reassuring!"

Huiyin, the presidency of Zhuangyan Temple, was a famous monk of Chengshi Sect. In the first year of Wude, monk Huiyin was gloriously selected as one of the top ten outstanding monks of the Tang Dynasty.

At that time, His Majesty Li Yuan had wanted Huiyin to go to Da Chanting Temple to be the master of the temple, but Huiyin refused.

In the end, Huiyin chose Zhuangyan Temple, which was almost ruined, to live. This action once again won him a sense of peace and purity. However, based on Wukong's understanding of Huiyin for so many days, Wukong felt that this monk Huiyin was simply an otaku, and he was the kind of person who was neither good at managing people nor willing to be controlled by others.

So he chose Zhuangyan Temple to be lazy! It was thanks to his great reputation. Xiao Li and others came here from time to time to chat with him and give him some money for indulgence and oil. Otherwise, if Monk Huiyin squatted in this unpopular corner of Chang'an, he would have starved to death long ago.

The invitation from Wukong and Zhixing was unsurprisingly rejected. However, the monk Huiyin's high-level monk Faren and the monk Fayin happily accepted the invitation from Wukong and others, and decided to come to Wukong for a meal in the evening... Well, let's talk about Buddhism.

After dark, Monk Faren and Monk Fayin happily came to the Zen room where Wukong and the others were.

The reason why Faren and Fayin agreed so happily was probably because Wukong and his friends did not come here for free to eat and live, but instead rented a yard and bought some food and vegetables for them every now and then. For Faren and his friends who could only eat free rice every now and then, Wukong and Zhixing were simply real living Bodhisattvas.

"Namo's Great Freedom King Buddha!" ​​Zhixing also rarely dressed neatly today, and put his hands together to chant the Buddha's name, "Thank you, my two senior brothers, for your appreciation, come, please take your seat!"

In the empty yard, there are now five cases. Next to each case, there is a large candlestick, with at least six candles inserted on it. I'll wipe it, six candles, and the poor people in Zhuangyan Temple light oil lamps in front of the Buddha, and they just put dozens of candles out casually.

Faren and Fayin blinked their eyes and felt a burst of heartache. They really wanted to pounce on them and blow out all the candles, and then take them back to their house to hide them.

Too luxurious!

"Come on, please take your seat!" Zhixing pretended to be a fake model and invited these two monks to the table. "This time, I brought my junior brother to Chang'an, and I took care of them. Now that we have finished our business, we will leave Chang'an soon and return to Huangmei, so before leaving, we specially invited the two senior brothers to have a meal... Well, this is the way to discuss Buddhism!"

"This is too polite, too wasteful!" Monk Fayin rubbed his hands, "We actually didn't do anything..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled by Monk Faren, and then he saw that Monk Faren also clasped his hands together, "Namo Shakyamuni Buddha! Since Senior Brother Zhixing is happy, I invite you to talk about Buddhism, and my brothers should accompany you."

"Come on, please sit down, a few great monks!" Wukong, who was standing behind Zhixing, said with a smile, "Senior Brother Sanbao, you sit opposite this great monk, Senior Brother Zhixing, you sit opposite this great monk, I will just sit between everyone."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Zhixing shouted "In front of all the great monks, where is your seat? Go back to the room to recite scriptures!"

"But, aren't there five tables?" Wukong pointed to the middle table with his hand.

"That is to prepare the desk when the monks suddenly have some understanding and plan to write something." Zhixing said with a serious look on his face, "It's not for you. You honestly go back to the wall of the house and recite scriptures. If you still can't recite the "Bloodliness" tonight, you will have no food to eat!"

"Hmph!" Wukong pouted and turned into the room. Although the window was not open, the reflections of the people present could also see that the little monk entered the room from the reflection on the window. Then he sat down, as if he had picked up a book, and then he heard a crisp childish voice starting to recite "Three realms are mixed together, and they are united, Buddhas in front and Buddhas in the back, and spread their hearts with the heart."

"Senior Brother Zhixing, this is a bit over for not allowing Junior Brother Wukong to have dinner?" Monk Fayin asked carefully.

"Oh!" Zhixing sighed, "Two senior brothers, you don't know how naughty Wukong is. He is the kind of person who doesn't fight for three days and puts down the tiles. It was fine when he was with Master Daoxin, but it was only a few days since he came to Chang'an. You can do it,

First, I was caught because I said whatever dragon fortune was. If it weren't for the kindness of Your Majesty today."

"It's only been more than a month?" Zhixing pulled his finger and complained to Faren and Fa Yin. "You think about it, you think about it, he has done a lot of extraordinary things. I won't talk about the dragon qi. Some time ago, the Taoist priest from the Shangqing sect used evil magic to harm people and was discovered by him. The Taoist priest in the Shangqing sect died, and he made enemies. Two senior brothers, in this world, do you think Taoist priests can afford to provoke him now..."

"After all, Wukong is all kind-hearted." Monk Faren also said, "Senior Brother Zhixing, you don't have to be too angry."

"I have seen through it. This kid is just relying on his own magical powers, so crazy that he doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick." Zhixing looked angry and said, "Never both brothers, please don't persuade me today. If Wukong can't recite the theory of bloodline today, don't say that he will not even let him go out after eating. Three bags, lock the door!"

"Brother, I don't need to lock the door if I keep it?"

"It must be locked!" Zhixing replied sternly, "Today I want him to know that if he has supernatural powers but does not have the state of mind, he will be a standard evil heretic! Today I want to punish him to face the wall and lock the door!" Sanbaozi embarrassedly smiled at Fa Yin and Fa Renlu, and then went to the door. He first leaned in and comforted Wukong and then locked the door from outside.

"Also, the sound of chanting scriptures is not allowed to stop!" Zhixing shouted to the room, "Don't do anything!"

Faren and Fayin looked at each other, Huang, how can we do this? Let's persuade him, this seems to be someone else's business, but you don't want to persuade him, after all, it happened in front of you again.

"Two senior brothers, ignore him!" Zhixing turned his head and smiled at Faren and Fayin. "Today, in order to facilitate the discussion of Buddhism, I ordered a sushi from Tianranju in the West City. The two senior brothers just worry. In addition, I have prepared some pear soup. If the two senior brothers don't mind, please make some snacks first!"

"I'm working hard!" Faren and Fa Yin combined ten to perform rituals.

"It's okay, it's okay, three buns, go to the kitchen to inform you and serve the food!"

"Go to the kitchen" Since hearing this, Fa Yin looked at Zhixing strangely. "Didn't Senior Brother Zhixing just said that he had ordered from Tianranju? Then just take it out!"

"Oh!" Zhixing replied casually, "Isn't that too disrespectful? So I paid for the chef of Tianranju to Zhuangyan Temple, and then asked him to bring vegetables and vegetables and ingredients to make it for us directly at Xiangjiu Chef in our Zhuangyan Temple."

I'll wipe it!

Fa Yin and Fa Ren were envious of their five bodies. For them, it would be great to eat the vegetarian food in Tianranju even if it was cold. However, unexpectedly, this monk actually invited the chef to the temple directly.

Luxury, so extravagant!

Faren and Fayin looked at each other, and you see how rich the Zen monks are, and you are looking at us... Alas! People are really dead when compared to others, and they have to throw away when compared to goods!

Just when Zhixing and Fayin started eating vegetarian dishes made by the chef of Tianranju, Wang Yuanzhi was also eating Tianranju's meals in Lingxuan Temple. However, Wang Yuanzhi did not treat him, but because all the idle people in Lingxuan Temple, including the Taoist who was burning fire under the stove, were arrested, so no one went to cook.
To be continued...