Chapter 283: Chapter 283 Master, take care

Chapter 283: Chapter 283 Master, take careGuided by the monk guarding the gate, Xu Qi'an walked through the front yard and came to the inner yard.

The young monk stopped in the yard, put his hands together and said, "Brother Hengyuan, please wait here for a moment. I will go to inform Uncle Jingchen."

Xu Qi'an responded with a Buddhist salute, "Thank you, Junior Brother."

Looking at the young monk entering a room, Xu Qi'an recalled the people on the list.

The total number of people in this Western Regions delegation is 21.

The postman has to arrange rooms for the delegation. The rooms in the post station are divided into grades. Monks with higher seniority naturally live in good rooms. It is impossible for a young monk to live in a presidential suite, while the leading monk lives in a single room without windows.

Therefore, the postman has a clear understanding of the status of the people in the delegation.

The one with the highest seniority is naturally the leader of this delegation, "Master Du'e", but the postman does not know how good his cultivation is.

There are two more people behind, namely "Jingchen" and "Jingsi". Judging from the Dharma name, these two should be brothers.

As for the other monks, their status is similar.

"One is called 'Jingcheng' and the other is called 'Jiyan'. These brothers' Buddhist names are really interesting."

Just as he was thinking, a young monk came out and invited Xu Qi'an to come in.

He followed the young monk into the room. Sandalwood was burning in the room. A monk with a round face and thick earlobes sat cross-legged on the couch, smiling at the door. This monk was restrained and looked no different from an ordinary person.

"Brother Jingchen." Xu Qi'an put his hands together.

"Brother Hengyuan." The middle-aged monk returned the greeting.

He immediately arranged for the young monk to serve tea. After Xu Qi'an took a sip, he said, "Brother Panshu just returned to the temple."

He wanted to say that the monks of Qinglong Temple had just received the news that the delegation had entered Beijing... Abbot Panshu had just returned to Qinglong Temple. Without special reasons, he would not let the monks in the temple come to nag... Xu Qi'an thought of many possibilities in an instant and knew that this was the other party's test.

He had already prepared a plan for this, and said slowly: "I have been away from the temple for many years."

Monk Jingchen smiled and said: "What is the matter with you, Junior Brother Hengyuan?"

His voice seemed to have a strange magic, which made Xu Qi'an instinctively resist lying and just wanted to explain his purpose in detail.

Fifth-rank law enforcer?

Xu Qi'an's heart trembled.

Abbot Panshu of Qinglong Temple is also fifth-rank. Monks at this level are like moving "rules". They will actively or unconsciously influence the people around them.

Monks do not tell lies, prohibit women, prohibit killing, etc.... Whatever precepts the law enforcer has kept, the people around him will also abide by them unconsciously.

Xu Qi'an has never seen a law enforcer fight, but when he went to Qinglong Temple to investigate the Sangpo case, he deliberately read the information of Buddhist masters. The fighting power of the law enforcer comes from "precepts", which is a bit like the Confucian saying that the law should be followed, but not as rogue as the Confucian.

In a popular explanation, the Confucian said: Xu Qi'an's Diao Chan is on his waist! This is achievable, although there are serious side effects.

However, the Buddhist law enforcers are extremely restricted and cannot do what they want. They can only say: Xu Qi'an, smoking in reverse is like a god.

Except that Xu Qi'an's mouth will be burned with a blister, there are basically no side effects.

The Confucian law is to change the rules, while the law enforcers make people abide by the rules. The essence is actually completely opposite.

Xu Qi'an put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Brother, did you come to Beijing with your fellow disciples to escape the seal in the Sangpo case?"

These words were like a huge rock smashed into the lake.

Jingchen narrowed his eyes, and on the surface he remained calm, but smiled and said: "Brother Panshu said it?"

Before the monk Panshu returned to Qinglong Temple, Uncle Du'e repeatedly ordered that the existence of the seal must not be leaked, including to the monks of Qinglong Temple.

Master Jingchen set a trap for Xu Qian'an.

Xu Qian'an shook his head and sighed, "It's not what Master said. To be honest, I was also involved in the Sangpo case..."

There seemed to be a golden light flashing in Jingchen's gentle and peaceful eyes.

"I have a junior brother, whose Dharma name is Henghui. We grew up together and have a deep relationship. More than a year ago, Henghui suddenly disappeared and stole a magic spell that shielded the temple. After much investigation, I found that he was suspected of being abducted by a gang of prostitutes..."

Xu Qi showed a melancholy look, as if he was in great grief and could only chant the Buddha's name to relieve his emotions: "Amitabha."

Jingchen was listening intently, and seeing Junior Brother Hengyuan like this, he was moved in his heart: "Is there a hidden story behind this case?"

"Yes, Junior Brother Henghui fell in love with a female pilgrim and secretly decided to spend their lives together, so he stole the magic weapon of Qinglong Temple and fled far away."

Jingchen frowned, and many doubts flashed through his mind, "Even if he eloped, he didn't have to steal the magic weapon, right?"

Xu Hengyuan sighed, "That female pilgrim is the legitimate daughter of Prince Yu, who is the younger brother of His Majesty, a prince. Without the magical instrument that can shield their breath, they cannot leave the territory of the capital."

This... Master Jingchen was speechless for a moment and couldn't find a word.

Then, Xu Qian'an roughly recounted how the two young men and women who were ignorant

of the world were deceived, how they were passively involved in the party struggle, and how

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"Amitabha!"

Master Jingchen clasped his hands together, showed compassion, and chanted the Buddha's

name.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "But what does this have to do with the Sangpo case?"

Good question! Xu Qian'an smiled in his heart and said calmly: "This case is full of twists and turns, and it is far from as simple as it seems on the surface... At the end of last year, the Yongzhen Mountain and River Temple in the royal family's Mulberry Lake was suddenly destroyed by an explosion, and the evil creature sealed under the Mulberry Lake was born.

"The Emperor of Dafeng was furious and ordered the three departments to investigate strictly. The reason why I was involved was because the evil creature parasitized in the body

of Junior Brother Henghui."

"What?!"

Master Jingchen changed color and asked anxiously: "Where is the evil creature now? Henghui

is not dead yet? How did Dafeng deal with this matter? Didn't the Supervisor take action? Or,

has the evil creature been re-sealed by the Supervisor?"

He asked many questions in a row, and the monk's calm demeanor disappeared.

"Brother Jingchen, don't worry, let me tell you slowly..."

Xu Qian'an analyzed the Sangpo case and the Pingyang Princess case in a simple and easy-to- understand way, and told Monk Jingchen the relationship between the two cases and the

secrets behind them.

Monk Jingchen did not speak for a long time, as if he was shocked by the complicated cases.

Even Master Panshu did not know these inside stories. He just came from the west to tell the Buddhist sect that the Sangpo Sealed Object had been born.

My uncle went to the palace to meet the emperor and understand the whole story of the case. I didn't expect that I, who stayed at the post station, would be the first to know the whole process... Monk Jingchen sighed:

"This case is indeed tortuous and bizarre, and the person who can solve this case is even more powerful. How did Brother Hengyuan know so much?"

Xu Qi'an knew that this was a question that Monk Jingchen would definitely raise. He was not panicked at all, forcing himself to fight against the instinct of "not lying", and answered: "Although this case was handled by the three divisions, the one who actually found out the Sangbo case and the Pingyang Princess case was a silver gong in the night watchman's office, named Xu Qi'an. I have a close relationship with Lord Xu, and I was involved in it because of Junior Brother Henghui, so I knew it clearly."

Silver gong Xu Qi'an..... Monk Jingchen wrote down this name and hurriedly asked: "Who is the silver gong surnamed Xu, Junior Brother Hengyuan, please tell me in detail. "

"Alas!"

Xu Hengyuan did not speak, but sighed.

"Junior Brother, this is..."

"When I think of this person, I feel a lot of emotion in my heart."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Xu Hengyuan said slowly: "Brother, you don't know that Xu Qian'an is the most amazing

person I have ever seen in my life. In terms of cultivation, he is a natural talent, and it is rare to find someone in the whole Dafeng who can be compared with him.

"In terms of being an official, he is determined not to take a single needle or thread from the people, and he takes it as his responsibility to uphold justice.

"In terms of solving cases, there are many masters in Dafeng, but none of them can match

him.

"In terms of poetry, he is known as the first poet in Dafeng for two hundred years. It is said that the courtesans of the Jiaofangsi love him to death, but he ignores them."

Monk Jingchen was stunned. He didn't expect that there would be such a person in the capital.

"If there are such people in the world, it's a pity that they don't enter my Buddhist sect." A sharp light flashed in Monk Jingchen's eyes.

.... Damn, he is so arrogant. This grandson wants to "save" me into the Buddhist sect? Then what use do I have for this iron rod?

Xu Qian'an was alert and changed the subject calmly, revealing his true intentions: "I came to see you this time to ask what the evil thing under Mulberry Lake is.

"I know that this thing is related to Buddhism, but I don't understand why it is suppressed in

Mulberry Lake in Dafeng?"

"This..." Monk Jingchen looked embarrassed.

"What is your secret, brother?" Xu Hengyuan asked.

"This is a secret of Buddhism, so you better not ask any more questions." Jingchen said.

"Heh!"

Xu Hengyuan sneered: "I understand. I regard the Western Regions as my own family. I didn't expect that in the eyes of my brothers and sisters, I am just an outsider. "Forget it, forget it. I am just being sentimental. I will leave now. The Western Regions Buddhism is the Western Regions Buddhism, and Qinglong Temple is Qinglong Temple. They

are different."

As he said that, he stood up and walked away.

"Stop!"

Jingchen stopped him with a look of anger on his face: "You and I are both disciples of

Buddhism, worshipping the Buddha, and we are one family. What you just said, Junior Brother, is really heartbreaking, don't say it again in the future."

There is a play...Xu Hengyuan looked at him expressionlessly and snorted coldly.

He used the lion roar of Buddhism, and the sound echoed in the room.

The temper of the warrior monk has always been so irritable... Jingchen sighed in his heart and

said, "Please sit down, disciple, I will tell you something I know." Qinglong Temple is the only remaining spark of Western Buddhism in Dafeng. If Western Buddhism wants to continue to preach in the Central Plains, Qinglong Temple is an

irreplaceable force.

In this context, Western Buddhism attaches great importance to the "family" relationship with Qinglong Temple, and any rifts and cracks must be eliminated and avoided. "That evil thing is indeed related to our Buddhism. I heard from Uncle Du'e that it is a

Buddhist traitor."

"Buddhist traitor?"

Sure enough, as I expected, Monk Shenshu is a Buddhist, but he was sealed by Buddhism

himself. If he is not a traitor, what is he?

"Which traitor is it?" Xu Hengyuan asked.

"I don't know about that," Monk Jingchen shook his head, "Why is it called a Buddhist secret?

Even I don't know the inside story."

I really want to use the Qi-watching technique to see if he is lying... It's Shenshu, the traitor's

name is Shenshu... Xu Hengyuan asked again:

"Why is it sealed, not saved?"

Although Buddhism emphasizes compassion, it is not so soft-hearted to a traitor of the sect,

right?

"After Abbot Panshu passed the news back to the Western Regions, the Arhats and Bodhisattvas took it very seriously and notified each other with thunder sounds. Such a solemn attitude has never been seen before, except for the Battle of Shanhaiguan 20 years ago." Monk Jingchen pondered:

"All the way to the east, I heard Uncle Du'e say that the demon monk is unkillable."

Unkillable?!

This sentence contains a lot of information, so Xu Qian'an had to stop asking and think

carefully.

In other words, the reason why Monk Shenshu was sealed in Sangpo was not because Buddhism was merciful, but because he could not be killed.

Monk Shenshu once said that he had luckily entered the highest realm of "immortality".

But don't forget that Buddhism has a transcendent existence, Buddha, and even Buddha can't kill Monk Shenshu?!

"My God, Monk Shenshu is more terrifying than I thought. What kind of monster is he..." Xu

Qi'an muttered in his heart.

One punch to kill an old supervisor?

"I understand. It turns out that he can't be killed. No wonder he has to be dismembered and

sealed." Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice.

"But why choose Sangpo?" He asked again.

Such a terrible traitor is a great threat. There must be a compelling reason to seal him in the territory of the ally Dafeng.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be safer to seal him under his nose?

"I also want to know this question, and I asked Uncle Guo'e on the way. Uncle Guo'e told me

that this originated from an agreement with the Emperor Wuzong of Dafeng five hundred years ago." Jingchen said.

An agreement five hundred years ago... That year, Buddhism was preaching everywhere in Dafeng, and Buddhist temples sprang up like mushrooms after rain. There must be something hidden behind this... However, most of the information five hundred years ago has been destroyed, modified, and kept secret. There is no way to check it at all.

After chatting for a few more sentences, Xu Qian'an was sure that he could not get any other

information, so he stood up and said goodbye.

Monk Jingchen personally saw him off. As soon as he left the room, he saw a monk with delicate features walking along the corridor. "Brother!" The handsome monk clasped his hands together.

Jingchen returned the greeting and introduced: "This is Brother Hengyuan from Qinglong Temple, you can call him Brother."

Then, he introduced Xu Hengyuan: "This is Brother Jingsi."

'Myopia' is so young? Xu Hengyuan was a little surprised. "Brother Hengyuan." The handsome monk saluted.

Xu Qi'an returned the salute, and then said to Jingchen: "Brother, you don't have to see me

off."

Watching Xu Qi'an's back leave, Jingsi didn't look away for a long time.

"What's wrong with my junior brother?" Jingchen asked.

"For some reason, I always feel that he has a kind of power that makes people close to him."

Jingsi said.

........

Xu Qi'an left the post station and walked quickly along the street. "Although I still don't know the identity of Monk Shenshu, at least a few things are confirmed: First, he is a traitor to Buddhism, and the evidence is conclusive. Second, his cultivation is higher than I expected, so high that even Buddha can't kill him, although there is no evidence to prove that Buddha took action... Let me assume this first. "Third, I am only responsible for helping him check his identity and find his memory. I will

never get involved in his grievances with Buddhism, unless I become a martial god, but this is impossible.

"Fourth, I must hold this big thick leg and squeeze out the benefits like crazy. "Fifth, the existence of Monk Shenshu cannot be told to anyone, not even Wei Yuan, this

matter is too big.

"Sixth, while it's still early, go to the brothel to listen to music." Suddenly, Xu Qiyan saw a familiar figure in the crowd in front of him.

It was a burly and tall monk with a dark blue circle on his chin, as if he had just shaved.

The loose monk's robe seemed to fit him just right, hiding the muscles hidden inside.

"Fuck, Hengyuan!!"

Xu Qiyan's heart was full of madness.

Master Hengyuan also saw him, and while he was surprised, he was also surprised by Xu Qiyan's dress.

"Master Xu, why are you dressed like this?"

"Performance art..." Xu Qiyan said with a straight face.

"?"

"Master, are you going to Sanyang Posthouse?"

"My fellow disciples are here, I should go and meet them."

"Can I, can I not?" Xu Qi'an tried to control his mouth from twitching.

"Why?" Hengyuan was puzzled.

Because you might get beaten up... Xu Qi'an laughed dryly and shook his head.

Hengyuan glanced at him for a few times, nodded and said, "I just came from Xu's house after

having a vegetarian meal."

Ah?

What are you doing at my house... Oh, to congratulate Erlang for winning the first prize,

and Erlang didn't kick you out?

Xu Qi'an suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt, feeling that he had cheated his younger brother

and the honest and simple Master Hengyuan, and he was simply not a human being.

He vowed to be a good person in the future.

"Master..."

Xu Qi'an took out a ten-liang silver note from his bosom and stuffed it into the hands of Monk

Hengyuan sincerely: "This is my gift to the elderly and children in Yangshengtang." If it was for himself, Hengyuan would not take it, but this money was given by the kind-

hearted Lord Xu to help the widowed and lonely, and Master Hengyuan would not refuse it. "Amitabha, Lord Xu is really a kind man." Hengyuan admired him sincerely. "It should be, it should be..."

Xu Qi'an waved goodbye, walked forward a few steps, couldn't help but look back, and

shouted: "Master!"

Hengyuan paused, turned around and said: "Does Lord Xu have anything else to do?"

"...Take care!"

.......

Xu Qi'an found a secluded alley, changed back into the night watchman's uniform, and entered a brothel with ease.

"Sir, do you need to stay in the hotel or have a meal?" The green-clothed servant came up.

"Call the prettiest girl here to rub my shoulders." Xu Qian'an went straight to the second

floor.

The private room on the second floor is a VIP room, and all the important people watch operas

and listen to music on the second floor.

On the other side, Master Hengyuan came to the entrance of the post station.

The two monks guarding the door looked at each other, wondering if our Buddhism is so

prosperous in Dafeng.

"Where is this senior brother practicing?" With doubts in his heart, the monk guarding the door stopped Hengyuan. Master Hengyuan put his hands together, "I am Hengyuan from Qinglong Temple. I learned

that my fellow disciples of this sect have arrived in Beijing, so I came to pay my respects."

After saying that, he keenly noticed that the two monks' eyes widened, as if they had seen a

ghost.

"What's the problem?" Hengyuan asked doubtfully. "Haha, no problem. Senior brother, please wait here, I will pass it on." The monk guarding

the door looked at him deeply and turned to go inside.

After a while, he came out expressionlessly and said, "Please come in."