Chapter 29: Bilateral talks between the leaders of Qiling Temple!

"After my IQ analysis that is beyond ordinary people, I found out..." Wukong closed his mouth and glanced around carefully, "There is definitely a problem with this Qiling Temple!"

"I thought you were going to say for a long time?" Zhixing curled his lips, "Aren't you talking nonsense? You can tell by yourself that there is something wrong with Qiling Temple!"

"Mr. Zhixing, you are so awesome!" The little monk Huiming looked at Zhixing with admiration, "I didn't find any problem. Master. Zhixing, tell me, what problem did you find!"

"Yes, what problem did I find?" Facing the sincere eyes of the little monk Huiming, the cheeky Zhixing coughed without shame, and then answered seriously, "You are asking this question well, Wukong, please explain this question to Mr. Huiming!"

"Okay, I will show you something first!" Wukong ignored Zhixing, who was playing tricks, took out a map-like thing and placed it on the table. "This is the map about Qiling Temple that I just drew."

Almost all of the people present had seen Wukong's ability to draw maps, so after Wukong called him, all of them surrounded him.

"Of course, this is basically only the front yard, the front hall and the main hall. As for the back hall and the back yard near the back hall, we have never been to it, so we have not drawn it yet!" Wukong pointed at the drawing with his hand, "These forks are the rooms I investigated in the morning..."

"Are you sure you are investigating, not robbing?" Zhixing looked at Wukong with a smile, "Wukong, according to the Tang Dynasty law, a person like you is a death sentence!"

"Fake Squid!" He answered with a straightforward middle finger! "Look at this picture of my little brother, have you noticed anything wrong?"

The remaining HP, Sanbaozi, Huikong and Huiming all began to look at the map seriously. Even a brainless guy like Wuneng was thinking seriously!

"What's wrong with this!" Zhixing was also looking at the map, "But Wukong, I remember you kicked it from house to house at that time? Why are there four or five houses without a fork? Well, Wukong, are you swollen? Why are you looking at me like this?"

At this time, Wukong was blinking at Zhixing, looking puzzled.

"What is this?" Wukong touched his chin with his hand and said to himself, "Is this the so-called "it's roughly like a fish, or the so-called blind cats hitting dead rats? Or is it a fool who is lucky to be stupid?"

"Get out!" Zhixing scolded him without hesitation before he reacted, "What do you mean is, am I right?"

"Well, that's right!" Wukong drew over the drawing with his hand, "When I was investigating, I discovered something. The size of the room where the monks lived was different from the size of the entire house. What do you think this means?"

"Wall-in-wall!" This time, Wukong didn't need to remind him that even the little fat novice Wuneng gave the correct answer!

"Bingo!" Wukong snapped his fingers, "The answer is correct, I'll test you again. You said, what do you want to do when you repair the walls of Qiling Temple?"

After hearing Wukong's words, Huikong and Huiming immediately began to think seriously.

"Do they want..." At this moment, Fat Noodle Gobeng spoke, "Sneaking out of the temple in the middle of the night..."

"It's possible!" Goku nodded and looked at Gonu with encouragement, "Stop it!"

“…Go to the city to buy food secretly!”

"Bajie," Zhixing gently gave Wuneng a backhand. "You are talking about yourself!"

"What do you think about Huikong?" Wukong began to name the name directly.

"I also think it might be a secret passage from the temple..." Huikong thought seriously, "Maybe he was doing something ulterior motive!"

"What do you think, Huiming?"

"I...I don't know!" Xiaoxia Mi Huiming spread his hands.

"Okay, don't let Moji!" Zhixing continued, "If you know, just say it quickly!"

"What a pity!" Wukong showed a cunning smile, "Actually, I don't know either!"

"Tsk!" Zhixing returned the middle finger that Wukong had just given him without hesitation.

"Okay, this is what you will do in the next month!" Wukong said relaxedly, "I have to go to Hangzhou once more. I hope that after I come back from Hangzhou, you have figured out what these walls and other rooms are for!"

"The second problem is here!" Wukong then clicked in a side courtyard next to the front hall with his hand!

"What's wrong with this yard?" Sanbaozi looked at the forks drawn on the room in the yard, "Didn't you see them all?"

"This yard looks like there is no problem, but I am sure it must be a problem!" Wukong knocked on the yard with his hand a few times. "You know, even when I rushed into those rooms with secret passages such as walls, no monk dared to come out to stop him. But strangely, I rushed into this yard and immediately jumped out to fight against the monk who was upset!"

"Maybe they just arrived?" Although Zhixing, the bad guy who deliberately tripped over the monk who stood up to betrayed the unfair, just now jumped out to fight with Wukong!

"No!" HP answered steadily, "That monk has been following us for a long time. Just as Junior Brother Wukong said, he waited until Wukong entered the yard and kicked open the door before he jumped out!"

After hearing HP's words, even Zhixing didn't have the courage to continue to mess around.

"If there is any problem with this yard, you need to check it out next!" Wukong gently tapped the map with his hand.

"By the way, should I check the yard of the former temple master?" Huikong continued, "It's too desolate and suspicious!"

"Yes, where is the third question I want to talk about!" Wukong continued, "There are so many monks in Qiling Temple that they can actually make a courtyard look like that. It is indeed very suspicious!"

"But when you investigate, you must pay attention to your safety!" Wukong glanced around the room, "I don't know if the death of Monk Mingxin has something to do with the monks here, but I must be careful. Next, when I am not here, you must pay attention to safety!"

"We should pay attention to safety when you are not here? You should say the opposite!" Zhixing's words interrupted the atmosphere that became a bit heavy because of Wukong's words. "The dangers I encounter in my life are when I am with you boy. If you are the disaster star, what other dangers can we encounter!"

Wukong blinked depressedly, but after thinking about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with Zhixing's words! Alas! As a famous detective who has been dying all the way, he is really a big Yali!

"By the way, when you go out, remember to wear bulletproof vests well. Don't save too much money on things like the Sky Thunder. If you can't stand it, use them. As long as you are alive, everything else is easy to say!" Wukong hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I have a premonition that the matter in Qiling Temple will be very difficult this time!"

"Don't worry about our affairs!" Zhixing continued, "How long will it take for you to go to Hangzhou?"

"Well, if there is no problem, it will be ten days, and at the latest it will not exceed one month!" Wukong gently tapped his chin with his hand, "Although I don't want to go, there are still some very tricky things to deal with!"

"That's right!" Zhixing nodded seriously, "There is a loli waiting for you over there. Whether this is breaking the precept or not, it is indeed a very difficult thing!"

In fact, almost all the people present were very familiar with Loli Dong Xiaowan, because this loli stayed in Huangmei for at least six months a year. As long as she was not blind, she could almost see what this loli thought of Wukong!

In fact, Master Hongren has talked to Wukong several times, and the general idea is nothing more than reminding Wukong to abide by the precepts and not to do anything that makes Buddhism shame. However, what makes Wukong feel strange is that Master Daoxin never had any objections to the big loli coming to him!

Does Master Daoxin also think that loli is the king?

However, Zhixing was really wrong this time. It was not for the big loli to break the precepts. However, Wukong was too lazy to tell Zhixing and others what he went to Hangzhou for. After all, if the purpose of his trip to Hangzhou was known by others, it would definitely be the crime of raiding the family. Even His Majesty Li Er would not let him go!

Just as Wukong and his team were about to come to an end, they suddenly heard a knock on the door from outside. Then Wukong saw Huijing standing guard outside and rushing in, "Uncle Master, the fat black monk who just now is here again. He said that he would be ordered by the master of the temple in this temple and ask us to talk!"

"Have the stele of our temple returned?"

"Well," Huijing nodded, and then said, "He said that we all go and said that the temple master wanted to see us!"

"Let him go nonsense!" Wukong waved his hand without hesitation, "If he wants to see us, can't he come to this yard? He wants to call us all over, he has eaten something indigestive!"

"Wukong!" Sanbaozi whispered, "But he is the prison here, and he is also a direct disciple of Zen Buddhism. It is said that he is also a personal master of Master Sengcan. If we don't go, wouldn't we be a little negligent!"

"Master Sengcan's personal disciple?" Wukong glanced at Sanbaozi, "Senior Brother Sanbaozi, are you very familiar with Master Sengcan?"

"How is that possible..." San Baozi replied immediately, "When I was a monk, Master Sengcan passed away!"

"That's right!" Wukong waved his hand indifferently, "I don't know Master Sengcan, I only know Master Daoxin!"

"But it is said that he is the junior brother of Master Daoxin!" San Baozi tried to continue to explain.

"I was four years old and worshipped under Master Daoxin's disciple. From that time to now, I have never heard Master Daoxin say that he has a junior brother in Yangzhou!" Wukong snorted, "It means that this guy is not an important person even in Master Daoxin's mind. What should I do to him for face!"

"Okay!" Sanbaozi nodded with a wry smile, "You are the master of the temple, you have the final say!"

"That's it!" Wukong turned his head, "Senior Brother HP, please take Huikong with me to meet the master of the temple this time. The rest will be led by Senior Brother Zhixing, just wait for us to come back here!"

Just as Wukong and the others were discussing this matter, the fat black monk Fa Hai was standing in front of his door with an excited look on his face, waiting for Wukong and the others to come out of it.

For Fahai, the courtyard he lived in was not a big problem for Wukong. Anyway, he didn't have to live here. As long as the place was arranged comfortably, it didn't matter where he lived.

But the problem is that there is still a large sum of gold and silver in this house. Of course, it is not the public funds of Qiling Temple. If it is public funds, he can openly ask Wukong to come out. This is the private money that Fahai has made in recent years, and the amount of this money is quite large, almost 5,000 guan.

In fact, even the confidant monk who reminded Fahai in the afternoon did not know that Master Dianzuo Fahai had hidden such a large sum of money in his meditation room. They always thought they had only hundreds of coins!

As a result, Fahai did not expect that the shameless little monk locked the door as soon as he entered after taking over the magpie nest. He shouted outside the door for a long time, but the little monk refused to move it out of the inside again!

In desperation, he could only send someone to inform the temple attending the Dharma Assembly, and so on. He planned to wait for the shameless little thief and his group to visit the temple to visit the temple to take the opportunity to move out the money. Anyway, most of the money was exchanged for gold leaves by him, and it was not very heavy to move it!

After a while of footsteps, the gate of the yard creaked open, and then Fahai saw the abominable little and bald figure. Behind the abominable little thief was the young monk who was about his age, and then the big monk he had seen in the afternoon, who was stout and burly, as if he was a bodyguard!

Just after these three monks walked out of the yard, Fahai then saw the yard squeaking and locking up!

"The Lord of the Temple..." Fahai looked at Wukong in shock, and then looked at the closed courtyard gate in shock, "Why haven't you all come out?"

"What are they doing?" Wukong turned his head and looked at Fahai, as if his words were stupid. "Xiao Na is the master of Qiling Temple. If you want to see Xiao Na is the prison of this temple. Our temple master meets with the prison. What do you think this means?"

"What does it mean?" Fahai repeated a little confusedly. "This..."

"Alas! The rotten wood cannot be carved!" Wukong twisted his head, "Don't you understand yet? This shows that the next talk is a matter between the leaders of Qiling Temple, and has a relationship with the other monks. What are they going to do? The bilateral talks between leaders are also qualified to intervene?"

Fahai took a long breath and suppressed the ** he wanted to punch the bald face of the thief!

This damn little thief was bald, and he said that the leader of Qiling Temple, who was the one who joined your mother. If it were before I became a monk, I would have stabbed you to death with a shameless little thief who occupied the place where I hid my money and did not move!

It seems that I have no chance to go in and move out my private money today! Fahai glanced helplessly at the yard where he lives, comforting himself in his heart, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, the place where I hide my money is very secret, and you can’t find Master Buddha’s money.

It is impossible that there is always no one in this yard. I will get my own money sooner or later!

"Little Temple Master, come here, please come here!" While cheering himself up in his heart, Fahai stretched out his hand and led Wukong toward another side courtyard in the backyard. "Master Jiumoci has been waiting for you for a long time!"

"What did you say?" Wukong turned his head in surprise and looked at Fahai, "What is the name of the Master of the Temple?"

"Master's Dharma name Jiumoci!" Fahai obviously didn't know why Wukong was surprised, but it was obvious that he often introduced Master Jiumoci to others, "Master is not a Han Chinese, but a Western Region, so the Dharma name is a little different from us!"

"Do you know, does this Master Jiumoci have anything to do with Master Jiumozhi?"

"Master Jiumozhi?" Fahai actually stopped and thought seriously, "Master Buddha... I have never heard of this Dharma name, but this Dharma name is very similar to the Taoist priest of the temple. Do you know this Master Jiumozhi, the master of the temple?"

If I tell you, I don’t know this, but I know not only Jiumozhi, but also Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian, I wonder what would you think of Master Fahai?

"I heard a little, I heard a little!" Wukong twitched the corners of his mouth twice and laughed twice!

After a few casual conversations, Fahai had already brought Wukong and the others into another courtyard. From the outside, the decoration of the house here is almost the same as where Wukong and the others live now. In other words, this place is actually not a little more luxurious than Master Daoxin's Zen room!

"Master of the temple, the new little temple master Wukong, the little master of this temple, has arrived!" After taking Wukong and the others to the yard, Monk Fahai clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and shouted to the room aloud.

With a creak, the door of the Zen room opened, and then a very standard Changan accent came from Mandarin, "Please come in by the temple master Wukong!"

After hearing this, Wukong didn't care and did not make any moves of clasping his hands. He just walked in and agreed casually, "Okay, since you sincerely invite me, I will give you face in a difficult situation!"

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Chapter completed!