Chapter 208: The height of the temple (38)

Seeing the third princess breathing peacefully and deeply sleeping, Master Zhi’s eyes showed a trace of undetectable warmth. This warmth was not the love that Buddhism could save all living beings, but a kind of licking the calf. Master Zhi quickly stabilized his mind, prescribed another prescription, accepted the generous gift from Concubine Ling De, and returned to Tianjing Temple.

"What, the master is leaving Daliang now? Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't you agree to live in Daliang for half a year?" Xuan Jing was surprised when she heard that the master was leaving Daliang, but she was a little reluctant to let it go.

Seeing that Xuan Jing did not understand his words, the intelligent master explained: "It's not Lao Na who left alone, Xuan Jing also wanted to leave with the master."

Xuan Jing was a little surprised and said, "I left like this, how can I explain to Master Zhikong? But what urgent matter has happened?" Although the four elements of Buddhism are empty, Xuan Jing has been abbot for a month, and there are always monks who respectfully serve him, and there are also men and women who worship him. This feeling is quite good. He has entered the role of the abbot of Tianjing Temple and has formulated a three-year plan. He suddenly heard the master's words, and it was like he was about to be taken off the ladder when he was suddenly pulled off. He was shocked.

The intelligent master looked at Xuan Jing with his wise eyes and said, "There is still a bond in his heart. Xuan Jing's cultivation level is not yet home."

Xuan Jing's thoughts were seen through by the master and his face turned slightly red.

"If you don't leave now, you will be afraid that you will get into the muddy waters of Daliang City. If you stop, you must stop. Don't hesitate. If you don't leave, you will be afraid that there will be endless troubles."

Seeing that the master's face was serious, unlike the empty words, Xuan Jing realized that he must have encountered trouble when he was traveling in the master's palace, and said, "Okay, I'll go and explain a few words to Junior Brother Xuannan, let him take over Tianjing Temple, and then leave with the master."

At noon, Master Zhi and Xuanjing changed into gray monk's robes and quietly left Tianjing Temple from the back door. When he walked out of Tianjing Temple, Xuanjing did not look back, but he moved away from the tall and solemn Tianjing Temple step by step, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Although the master is good, it is a different kind of feeling to give orders by himself.

After leaving Daliang City, the Intelligent Master and Xuan Jing turned east and soon disappeared into the suburbs of Daliang City. The Intelligent Master and Xuan Jing have been traveling around the world for twenty years. They are experts in walking, and they keep walking for a long time. By the time of You, Daliang City was left far behind.

When he walked to a small village, the Intelligent Master breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I finally left the place of right and wrong." Xuan Jing didn't ask the master why he left Daliang. He looked at the dilapidated small village in front of him, "It's already You hour. Let's spend the night in the small village tonight." The Intelligent Master waved his hand and said, "Just sit here, rest for a while, and eat some dry food. If I remember correctly, after passing the small village, there will be a fork road. Walk along the fork road, and there will be an abandoned small temple. Let's spend one night in the small temple tonight."

When Xuan Jing saw the master's mysterious secret, he said to himself: "Master has caused trouble and the third princess is dead?" Xuan Jing was full of doubts. The master did not say anything, and he did not ask. He took dry food from the bag, and the two sat silently on the side of the road, gnawing on the dry food.

Before the two of them could reach the small village, a rapid horse hooves rang out in the village. Ten horses rushed over from the small village in a blink of an eye. The intelligent master murmured: "It's coming so fast."

Xuan Jing held a thick earth-based Zen Staff in his hand and suddenly paused to the ground, "Who is chasing her closely to let them know the consequences of the Shejia Zen Staff." Xuan Jing had a hot temper, but after becoming the abbot of Tianjing Temple, she naturally became solemn in her treasure. Now she has become an ordinary monk You Fang again, and the anger that has been held in her heart suddenly erupted.

In a blink of an eye, the ten riders were in front of him. The leading rider was the Hu of Lin, who was close to Hou Dayong. He turned over and dismounted in front of the intelligent master. He bowed and said, "Below is Hou Xiang's subordinate Jiang Xiaoliu, who is ordered to welcome Master Hou."

When the Intelligent Master heard that it was Hou Dayong's subordinate, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw ten personal guards dismounting quickly and neatly, he couldn't help but secretly praised in his heart: "What a brave knight, no wonder he can defeat the Hu Qi repeatedly." In the fourth year of Xiande, when the Black Eagle Army was in the army of Dangxiangfang in Yizhou, the Intelligent Master was traveling to the area around the Bianzhou area. Although Intelligent is a monk with a broad mind and saving all living beings, he still felt hatred for entering the country to burn, kill and rob the Hu Qi. For the Black Eagle Army who can defeat the Hu Qi, the Intelligent Master still felt good from his heart.

The tiger in the forest took a tube, faced the sky, and after igniting the lead, he heard the fire light soaring into the sky. Blue and red sparks appeared in the sky. After the gunpowder was extinguished, a ball of black smoke still gathered in the sky, which was very conspicuous.

This is the latest contact code obtained by the personal guards. Wang Jue, the maker of the "Chongtian Cannon". On that day, Yang Tong, the North Weiwei of Kaifeng Prefecture, had a conflict with Wang Jue, the military weapon supervisor. Hou Dayong happened to be present. The North Weiwei of the City and the Military Weapon Supervisor were both interested in Hou Dayong, so he came forward to persuade him to resolve a dispute. Later, Hou Dayong went to the Military Weapon Supervisor and promoted Wang Jue to become the military weapon supervisor.

Wang Jue is good at creating strange-shaped firearms. These firearms were criticized by the military weapon supervisor as strange tricks and have never been taken seriously, let alone mass-produced. Hou Dayong was very interested in these firearms and was attracted by the "Sky Shake Roar" made by Wang Jue. This kind of Shike Roar is similar to the "Sky Shake Cannon" played in the later years. After the gunpowder was fired in the air, it emits bright fire in the night, and thick black smoke will be left in the daytime. It is most suitable for contacting the guards. However, Hou Dayong changed Wang Jue's "Sky Shake Roar" to "Sky Shake Cannon". Five fires were distributed to each fire, but after the "Sky Shake Cannon" was distributed to the guards, he never had the chance to use them. Today, this is the first time that the "Sky Shake Cannon" was officially used.

Hou Dayong was holding more than a dozen people at this time, standing on the top of the earth mountain with more than a hundred meters high, and seeing it for more than ten miles around.

Hou Dayong returned to the other courtyard from the palace and saw Meng Shu and Du Gang first. After the two left, Fu Ying had not yet gotten up. After Fu Ying got up, Hou Dayong learned about the entire process of the Intelligent Master's treatment of the Third Princess. The more Hou Dayong heard, the stranger became. The third princess actually spit out fishy black liquid. This did not seem to be sick, but there were signs of poisoning. The reason why Master Zhi said that "black phlegm has accumulated too long" was even more far-fetched for Hou Dayong, who had a little knowledge of modern medicine. Hou Dayong, who was suspicious, rushed to Tianjing Temple to ask what was going on, but unexpectedly, Master Zhi and Xuanjing had left Tianjing Temple.

The intelligent master left without saying goodbye! Hou Dayong immediately concluded that the third princess's condition was strange.

Feiying Hall has shops at all four gates of Daliang City, specializing in monitoring and observation. Xuan Jing holds a thick Zen stick in his hand, and the characteristics are very obvious. The waiter of the shop in the East Gate still has some impression. Hou Dayong took a few fire guards and went out to the East Gate to catch up with the Intelligent Master and Xuan Jing.

The terrain of the outskirts of Daliang City has been clearly reconnaissed by the personal guards. A precise map was drawn. Hou Dayong did not hesitate and went straight to a Tushan twenty-five miles away. Hou Dayong led Luo Qingsong and a dozen personal guards to the Tushan. Other cavalry and cavalrymen went out separately. They did not delay along the way, but rushed to several must-pass places and adopted the strategy of waiting for the rabbit.

Sure enough, Hou Dayong saw the signal from the "Sky-storming Cannon".

"Son of Wind" has been following Hou Dayong for two years. With a long hiss, he rushed down from the gentle hill. "Son of Wind" ran very rhythmically, following the mountain shape, slowed down and then went down to the flat ground. Then he galloped in a leisurely manner and rushed towards the direction of the "Sky-storing Cannon".

In the long neigh of the "Son of Wind", Hou Dayong turned over and dismounted, and stepped forward to the intelligent master. He bowed and said, "Master Intelligence, why did you leave without saying goodbye?" The intelligent master did not answer Hou Dayong's question, looked at the murderous cavalry and sighed again: "The elite soldiers of a hundred battles are indeed extraordinary."

Hou Dayong and Master Zhi walked side by side toward the small hillside next to the road, and the guards and Xuan Jing looked at the two from afar.

"The master is a wise man. If you talk to a wise man, you don't have to go around the corner. I want to ask you a question. Why did the master leave so in a hurry? Is there any hidden secret?" Hou Dayong was one head taller than the intelligent master. He could just see the ring scar on the head of the intelligent master, neatly scattered like a soldier standing on the ground.

The intelligent master looked into the distance, and the endless fields were gradually immersed in the twilight. Thin mist was deposited among the treetops, faint smoke was rising in scattered, and a few scattered dog barking seemed to urge pedestrians to return home.

The intelligent master frowned and said, "I don't know if this matter is said or not. If this matter is said, there may be many people who have fallen to the ground. But if this matter is not said, there will also be people who have fallen to the ground. Since the donor has come to this place, Lao Na might as well say it."

When Hou Dayong saw Master Zhi speak, he knew that he would definitely continue to speak, so he didn't interrupt and listened quietly to Master Zhi speak.

"To explain this matter clearly, we have to start from the beginning. Lao Na did not enter Buddhism since childhood, but entered Buddhism at the age of thirty. It has been more than thirty years since entering Buddhism. Except for the six years he was abbot of Shaolin Temple, Lao Na has been traveling around the rest of the time, which is also considered to be a little insightful."

The intelligent master looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance and fell into memories. "Lao Na was impatient when he was young and always liked to fight with others, which was similar to Xuanjing's personality, so we were very destined to be a master and apprentice. When Lao Na was in his twenties, he traveled to Qingcheng Mountain with his fellow disciples. For a small matter, he had a fight with the disciples of the Tang Sect in Western Shu for a trivial matter. Lao Na's ancestor was a general of the Tang Sect. This family was very domineering in martial arts. He only talked about killing but not cultivating his mind. When he had a conflict with the disciples of the Tang Sect, his subordinates showed no mercy. Four Tang Sect disciples were killed by Lao Na and seriously injured three of them. It was a sin, a crime."

"The Tang Sect is a sect in Western Shu. They are good at using poison. In order to avenge their revenge, they have been plotting against our brothers several times, but they have not succeeded. More than a dozen disciples of the Tang Sect were at our hands. After returning to the Central Plains, the disciples of the Tang Sect never appeared again. A few years later, we all thought that this matter was over. Lao Na married and had children, and the family was harmonious and harmonious. No one expected that the disaster had come. One day, Lao Na went out to drink birthday wine. When he returned home, all forty-nine people in the family were poisoned. The poison was extremely vicious. The poisoned one after another was cold and hot, and the breathing was rapid and the breathing was paused. The forty-nine people moaned for a whole day before they died one after another, including Lao Na's parents, his wife and four children."

"The family of Lao Na's brothers and brothers was also poisoned and died."

Tears blew out of the corners of the intelligent master's eyes on the dry ground. As soon as a drop came out, it was swallowed by the gullies on the intelligent master's face.

"Lao Na is also full of energy. She came to Shuzhong with two senior brothers, lurking around the Tang Sect, killing more than 50 people in the Tang Sect. The Tang Sect repeatedly surrounded and killed the three of us without success. The Tang Sect was forced to escape from their homes and never came back. In fact, when the Tang Sect moved to the clan, the two senior brothers had been poisoned and died, and Lao Na was seriously injured. If it weren't for the rescue of Master Guoyuan in Shaolin Temple, Lao Na would have already had a pile of dry bones in Shuzhong. From then on, Lao Na followed Master Guoyuan and joined Shaolin Temple."

"The Tang Sect and Lao Na's family are both people with good character. They just for small matters like dust, which actually caused both families to be destroyed by genocide. It is really a sin. In order to clear their sins, Lao Na studied Shaolin medical skills hard, and saving one person would reduce the sin. As far as Lao Na knows, after the tragic events of the Tang Sect, they were also greatly damaged by their vitality. In the past 30 years, few people were active in the Central Plains. In his hometown, he was also responsible for healing the world. The Tang family's medical skills have benefited countless villagers."

Hou Dayong did not expect that the Intelligent Master would have such a terrible life experience. He comforted him: "The master presented a prescription during the plague in Zhengzhou, and saved thousands of people. With this merit, any sin can be cleared." Hou Dayong looked down at his hands again. He sighed sincerely: "I have been fighting in the south for several years, and these hands have also been stained with too much blood. Life is a hundred years. It is like a white horse passing by, and the battle to the death is meaningless."

The intelligent master went around a big circle and finally pointed out the topic, saying: "The third princess was not sick, but also got poison from the Tang sect. This poison is exactly the same as the poison in Lao Na's family. Lao Na is the most familiar with it. Oh. Unfortunately, I didn't know how to solve it back then. Lao Na, as a monk from Shaolin Temple, was unwilling to intervene in the court. No matter how big the martial arts sects you have, no matter how hard you have experienced, they are just weeds on the roadside in front of the court. For the sake of Shaolin Temple, Lao Na could only flee in a hurry."

After hearing the previous story by Master Intelligence, Hou Dayong had already guessed the result and comforted him again: "Master Intelligence saved the Third Princess. He is the meritorious minister of the Great Zhou royal family. No one dared to make things difficult for Master." Hou Dayong was actually insincere and dared to poison the Third Princess. It must be that it is not Yiyou. Master Intelligence ruins other people's good deeds, and stays in Daliang and may really be plotted against him.

Hou Dayong looked at the expression of Master Intelligent's enlightenment through the world and said, "You know the affairs of the third princess for the time being, and you cannot tell others about it. Here is the Prime Minister of the Great Zhou. As long as he is in power for one day, he will definitely be able to maintain the comprehensiveness of Shaolin Temple. Please rest assured by the master of this matter."

Hou Dayong waved to Luo Qingsong, and Luo Qingsong carried a cloth bag from behind the war horse.

"This is a bag of money, which is considered a little bit of Ling Defei's intention. Please don't refuse."

The intelligent master held a purse in his hand and smiled: "Buddhist does not hate money, otherwise why should we set up a merit box in front of the temple? If this thing is used well, it can also do great things with immeasurable merit. It is like a quick knife, which can kill people, save people, and also like power, which can harm people, and also benefit the people."

The Intelligent Master and Xuan Jing gradually sank in the mist of dusk. Hou Dayong and his personal guards returned to the prosperous, prosperous, peaceful and peaceful Daliang City.

In the early morning, the Baiyun Taoist Temple, located in the south of the city, was immersed in the night. Luo Qingsong and the tiger in the forest came out of a small courtyard in the south of the city and quietly approached the Baiyun Taoist Temple. Each of them brought a waist knife and a five-tiger general crossbow that could be fired continuously.

While Hou Dayong went out of the city to pursue the intelligent master, Luo Qingsong and the tiger in the forest changed into casual clothes. With the company of an old man from Feiying Hall, they felt the situation of Baiyun Temple very affectionately. There were twelve Taoists in Baiyun Temple, three of which were old and weak, and basically had no ability to resist. The other nine Taoists knew more or less martial arts, as well as long swords and other weapons. They lived in the seven bungalows after the temple. Tang Shi was a guest, so he lived in the guest room at Dongtou.

Luo Qingsong and the tiger in the forest quickly came outside the Baiyun Temple wall under the cover of the night. There were some glazed tiles built on the Baiyun Temple wall. If you wanted to use flying to climb the wall, it would inevitably make a sound, awakening the people in the Tao. Therefore, the personal guards raised a human wall, and the people at the bottom were all famous strongmen in the Black Eagle Army. They stroked the wall with their hands, stole horses, and used them as the base of the human wall.

The twenty-two personal guards were all wearing special soft-soled cloth shoes. The personal guards had already mastered this kind of wall climbing technique. Soon, the twenty-two people sneaked into Baiyun Temple, without any sound. The Taoist of Baiyun Temple was still sleeping, and the seven gates were all blocked by the soldiers.

Luo Qingsong and Lin Zhonghu came to the east gate room with eight personal guards. A sergeant dipped his fingers some saliva, gently moistened the window paper, and then took out a small tube. The small tube was designed very cleverly, with sparks hidden inside. When he blew gently, a faint smoke floated into the house.

In the world, all the despicable tricks are actually powerful tools to defeat the enemy, but the knights don’t want to use this. The personal guards are soldiers, not knights of the world, so naturally they don’t have to pay attention to the rules of the world. They are going to use the smoky smoke to prevent Tang Shi from hurting people.

Just when he was thinking, he heard a angrily shout in the room with a slight sound of Shu: "The little thieves in the rivers and lakes dare to be rampant here." A long sword pierced from the mouth of the sergeant who was blowing Miyan, and the tip of the sword pierced out from the back of his head. The sergeant who was blowing Miyan was a veteran of war, strong, skilled martial arts, and accurate archery skills. He did not expect that the attack in the room would start, and he had no time to dodge, and he died in an instant.
Chapter completed!