Li Luotang didn't know that she was being missed by a pervert, so she took Mingcui to Fahai Temple the next day.

This Fahai Temple has nothing to do with the Fahai monk in the Legend of White Snake.

The name of the temple refers to the meaning that Buddhism is greater than the sea, and water is controlled by law.

The monks' explanation is: Buddhism is vast and unpredictable, just like the sea.

When Li Luotang went to Fahai Temple, he was not going to burn incense or to look at the murals.

From Zhuangzi to Fahai Temple, without taking the official road or taking the small road, you can save half an hour.

Halfway through the way, I suddenly heard a rush of horse hooves coming from the front.

There are no pedestrians on the road, so it’s nothing to let go of horses and gallop.

It’s just that the dust on the road is heavy, and the horse’s hooves fly, bringing up yellow dust in the sky, and the head and face are full of dust.

"Mingcui, let's avoid the forest." Li Luotang turned over and got off the horse and led the horse into the forest next to him.

Mingcui immediately followed, and the two had just walked to the edge of the forest.

A horse ran past them like a flying horse, but the person on the saddle was lying on his tumbling.

Li Luotang thought and flew over and chased the horse.

"Miss." Mingcui shouted.

Li Luotang condensed true power on his right arm and reached out to grab the bridle.

The horse's head was thrust upwards with force, as if he wanted to throw Li Luotang away.

But Li Luotang used a thousand-pound pendant, and the front hooves of the horse were trampled down heavily, and dust flew.

The horse couldn't take a step forward and stopped.

There was indeed a person lying on the saddle, a man in strong suit.

But the horses were just standing upright and he didn't fall off the saddle, which was very strange.

After a closer look, he found that he was tied to the horse's back with a hemp rope.

"Master, there is blood on the stirrup." Mingcui said in surprise.

Not only was there blood on the stirrups, but the man in a strong costume was covered in blood, dripping down one by one.

"Who is it?" Mingcui reached out to support the man's head.

"Feng Can!" Li Luotang found Feng Can with a look of horror.

His head and face were not scarred. Where did the blood come from?

"Mingcui, break the hemp rope." Li Luotang said.

The hemp rope was broken and Feng Can's body was lifted up, and he saw his fatal injuries.

There was a big hole in Feng Can’s chest.

Li Luotang's expression changed slightly, "Heart-pulling hands."

Most of the people who use such vicious moves in the world are gangster devils.

Li Luotang looked up at the direction where the horse came. The dust gradually fell, and the path stretched out into the distance, leaving no one.

"Master, are we still going to Fahai Temple?" Mingcui asked.

I am afraid that there will be trouble in the front, so it is better to turn it back.

"Go." Li Luotang wanted to know what happened.

Why are there so many people in the world, decent and evil sects gathered in the capital?

By the way, her father and mother should be coming to the capital soon, right?

Li Luotang took Feng Can's body to the wood next to him, buried the body, and made a sign, "I will tell your sect about your death."

Come out of the forest and let Feng Can's horse go away.

The master and servant rode forward on horseback. After about three miles, they saw three corpses.

The death of the two corpses is the same as Feng Can, and there is a big hole in the chest, both of which die because of pinching their hands.

Another corpse had its throat cut off.

The blood on the ground was half dry, which shows that the person who was taking action had been away for a certain period of time.

Li Luotang didn't know these three people, and he couldn't guess the identities of the three people.

But Li Luotang couldn't bear to see them corpses in the wilderness, so he brought them into the forest, buried people, and marked them.

The master and servant continued to go to Fahai Temple. Not long after they left, two people came to another path, namely Shangguan Shanshan and Shen Junyu.

"There is blood here." Shangguan Shanshan carefully identified it, "It's already done."

"Looking around, maybe you can find clues." Shen Junyu said.

The two found the forest and saw the graves.

Shangguan Shanshan sighed and said, "Someone has erased all the traces before us, go back to the city."

In this case, I can only go back to the city and find another way to investigate.

Li Luotang and Mingcui were delayed on the road and only saw the four ancient cypresses near the mountain gate of Fahai Temple from afar.

The four ancient cypresses are like the four heavenly kings guarding the temple, and the people call them: the four heavenly kings.

Fahai Temple faces north and south, and is built along the mountain.

"After lunch, go up the mountain." Li Luotang saw several shops at the foot of the mountain.

There is only one store selling food, which sells vegetarian dishes.

Going up the mountain to incense and eat meat will offend Buddha.

The white meat of garlic was sent up. If it weren't for the fact that it was a vegetarian dish, Li Luotang would have been deceived by the gradient color of fat and thinness.

You cannot add onion, ginger and garlic to purify vegetarian food. The pepper oil in the sauce will have a more prominent aroma.

The white meat with garlic paste is covered with sauce, sour, spicy, salty and fresh.

Just as Li Luotang was enjoying the food, Gong Jiuxian sat in the study with a pale face and pinched the teacup in his hand into pieces, "Damn it."

The King of Shu asked him to ask the boy who could dance whips in the village.

What else would he say? As long as he sends someone, he won't treat him badly.

If I hadn't wanted to keep him as a puppet, I would have killed him long ago.

Now, let him die.

But you have to plan carefully and not arouse suspicion.

Gong Jiuxian threw the teacup fragments in her hand to the ground, "Come."

The followers outside came in, "Brother."

"Go and call Xu Changchun here." Gong Jiuxian ordered.

The entourage took the order and left. After a while, a strong man came in, "Brother."

"Let the secret son of the Shu Palace move and send the Shu King on the way as soon as possible." Gong Jiuxian said directly.

Xu Changchun was stunned, "Brother, is it time to send the King of Shu on the road?"

"Yes." Gong Jiuxian narrowed her eyes slightly, "He deserves to die."

Xu Changchun remembered that Gong Jiuxian had just met the King of Shu today, and this time he came, he would send the King of Shu to death. It was obvious that the King of Shu did something, which angered Master.

“Yes, it will be done within seven days.”

"Within five days, at all costs." He promised to give it to someone in five days.

"yes."

After arranging people to solve the problem of King Shu, Gong Jiuxian's anger disappeared most of the time.

After lunch, Li Luotang made mint tea and rinsed his mouth, and took Mingcui up the mountain to the temple.

There is a small stone bridge on the incense path southwest in front of the mountain gate.

An ancient cypress grows at each corner of the small stone bridge. The roots of the ancient cypress grow in the cracks of the small stone bridge, which is the famous Four Cypress and One Hole Bridge.

In front of the main hall in the temple, two huge white pine trees stand tall, with lush green crowns several feet high and mottled white scales.

Like two silver dragons quietly guarding the hall, Mingcui said, "Master, this is the white dragon pine that the people call."

It was actually the first time she came, but yesterday she knew Li Luotang was coming, so she went to inquire.

"The mottled scales look quite like the scales on a dragon's body." Li Luotang said with a smile.

Although there are many ancient trees in the temple, Li Luotang came to the temple to see the murals.

The murals are distributed on the walls inside the hall. Li Luotang counts, and there are more than 70 characters in total.

Groups of three or five, echoing each other, unified and changing.

The characters' clothing is gorgeous, graceful, smooth lines and rich colors.

The murals are respectively painted with Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

Among the three Bodhisattvas of Guanyin, Manjushri and Samantabhadra, are surrounded by boys from Shancai, Wei Tuo, offering Buddhas, horses and lions, elephant taming people, parrots, clear springs, green bamboos and peonies.

Shuiyue Guanyin has a dignified and kind face, wearing a light veil, and the patterns are delicate, as if floating and moving, giving people a sense of freshness and tranquility.

Although Li Luotang learned painting and gave up halfway, he still saw that the murals were made of single-line flat painting.

The pen is mainly used to draw iron wire, and sometimes use orchid leaves and nail-headed rat tails.

The lines are long and free, and the long lines of clothing are made in one go.
Chapter completed!