Chapter 284: Chapter 284 Questions and Answers

Chapter 284: Chapter 284 Questions and AnswersHengyuan frowned, feeling something was wrong. From the moment he introduced himself, the expressions of the two gatekeepers were strange.

After the communication, there was a hint of hostility.

"Please lead the way!" Hengyuan lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing.

Under the guidance of the gatekeeper, he passed through the front yard and the main building and arrived at the backyard.

Under the eaves, in the corridor, stood a middle-aged monk. He was wearing an ascetic monk's robe that was easy to trek, with a round face and thick earlobes.

He looked at Hengyuan expressionlessly.

"Hengyuan from Qinglong Temple?" Monk Jingchen looked at Hengyuan sharply. "It's me."

Monk Hengyuan was also looking at Jingchen. At this point, he had realized that this group of fellow disciples from the Western Regions had a hint of hostility towards him.

Hengyuan didn't know what this hostility was about. You have to know that the two sides had no contact before.

"Monks don't lie!" Monk Jingchen said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Hengyuan's most intuitive feeling was that a warning bell rang in his ears. He must not lie and must answer honestly.

"It is this poor monk." Hengyuan clasped his hands together and said calmly.

Monk Jingchen was silent.

He had just used the power of a hermit to confirm that the monk who claimed to be Hengyuan was not lying, unless the other party was also a hermit and could modify the precepts on his

own.

The question is, if the person in front of him is Hengyuan, who was the one just now?

What is his purpose?

Jingchen carefully reviewed the conversation and was shocked to find that the other party came for the seal of Sangpo.

In this case, the nature of the matter is not as simple as impersonating Hengyuan. It is related to the demon monk, and he must treat it with caution.

"The monk just now also knows the lion's roar of Buddhism. Even if he is not Hengyuan, he must be a Buddhist... Even if the one in front of me is really Hengyuan, is his arrival really just for a visit, with no other intentions?"

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Monk Jingchen made a decision immediately. He pointed at Hengyuan and shouted, "Catch him!"

Immediately, two monks in green robes stepped forward and pressed Hengyuan's shoulders.

Bang!

Hengyuan's aura swirled, and he easily knocked the two monks out.

In the corridor, Monk Jingchen pinched the seal with both hands and chanted, "The body cannot move, the hands cannot move, and the mouth cannot speak."

As the voice fell, golden ripples like water waves rippled in the hand seal, gently and firmly sweeping over Hengyuan.

In an instant, Hengyuan seemed to be trapped in a quagmire. Except for his thoughts, his body had lost control.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Air ripples exploded around Hengyuan, like small fireworks.

He was using brute force to fight against the precepts, trying to break out of the quagmire.

Jingchen frowned. This monk who called himself Hengyuan was stronger than he expected. He couldn't help but shout, "Take him down quickly!"

Several more monks, magicians and Zen masters rushed out of the room. The latter two had low combat power and had to rely on the monks to take people down.

But before the monks surrounded him, Hengyuan broke through the "precepts", dragged out a residual image at a very fast speed, and rushed towards Monk Jingchen.

Hengyuan was angry and wanted to teach this fellow disciple from the west a lesson.

At this moment, a figure blocked Jingchen. It was the young monk Jingsi, who was wearing a green robe and had delicate eyebrows.

He looked at Hengyuan calmly and slapped him.

When the palm was just raised, there was nothing unusual, but in the process, a little gold lacquer spread from the palm, quickly covering the palm and arm, and then the whole person was like a gold lacquer sculpture.

Bang!

The palm just pushed on Hengyuan's chest, and the latter was hit in the chest like a siege wood, flew out, broke through the wall of the inner courtyard, and broke through the wall of the main building.

The postmen in the post station were scared to death, hiding in the house and trembling, not daring to come out.

This group of monks just moved in and started fighting with others. In a few days, won't they tear down the post station?

"Ahem..."

With a cough with hidden pain, Monk Hengyuan came out and stared at Jingsi without saying a word.

Jingchen said lightly: "You stay in the post station, and wait for Uncle Du'e to come back, I have something to ask you."

Hengyuan nodded: "Okay."

At the end of the word "Okay", he turned into a residual image again and pounced fiercely, but his target was not Jingchen, but Jingsi.

Jingsi, whose body exuded a metallic texture, raised his hand again and slapped Hengyuan. This time he missed, but Hengyuan caught his arm joint instead, and his fist as big as a casserole kept hitting his face, making a loud "dangdangdang" sound.

Jingsi, who was hit in the face, knocked gyuan away with a headbutt. After the two of them exchanged more than a dozen moves, Jingsi was countered again.

Hengyuan grabbed his wrist, growled in a deep voice, and threw Jingsi to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

Boom!

The blue bricks laid in the yard were instantly blown up into the sky, and the ground cracked. Hengyuan's knee hit Jingsi's throat, and his right fist turned into an afterimage, hitting his

head again and again.

Dangdangdangdang.....like the sound of a bell, the sound waves mixed with air waves raged in

every corner of the yard.

Tiles slid down with a crackling sound, the flowerbed exploded, and the willows

broke.....instantly, it was a mess.

Jingsi had no ability to resist and could only cover his face to endure the blow.

"Enough!" Jingchen said in a deep voice.

Hengyuan stopped, shaking his bloody fist, staring at Jingsi coldly: "He's just thick-skinned."

At this point, the monk's temper was finally vented.

Xu Qian'an had always misunderstood Hengyuan, thinking that he was a simple and gentle "Lu Zhishen", but in fact Hengyuan was a thug in this honest and simple coat.

People with a temper would not break into Pingyuan Bo's house at night, kill people and

leave.

But in Hengyuan's mind, Lord Xu is a kind and generous man, such a good person deserves to

be treated gently.

After entering the post station, he was targeted everywhere. He came with good intentions, but encountered "sticks", and he was so angry. In such a rage, this little monk still came out to show off, as if Hengyuan was a chicken and a dog, and he could be beaten away with a palm.

In the end, he was just a little monk with thick skin and flesh.

......

At the beginning of the afternoon, the early spring sun hung tepidly in the west. Master Du'e, holding a Zen stick and wearing a golden and red cassock, walked back. He paused at the door of the post station, then stepped out and came to the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard was in a mess. The postmen stepped on the ladder to the roof and laid tiles. The monks carried sand and soil to compact the cracked ground.

Among them, the most hardworking was a strange big bald man. Master Du'e looked at him

for a few times and said nothing.

Master Du'e looked like a skinny old monk with dark skin and wrinkles on his face. His skinny

body was wrapped in a wide cassock, which looked a bit funny.

"Uncle Master!"

Monk Jingchen came out of the house and talked in the language of the Western Regions: "Something happened during your stay in the palace..."

He told Master Du'e in detail about the true and false Hengyuan.

"Did Hengyuan beat Jingsi so hard that he had no chance to fight back?"

Master Du'e turned his head and looked at Hengyuan who was working seriously.

"Yes," Jingchen nodded, and then added: "But Junior Brother Jingsi was not injured. The

Diamond Sutra is not something that ordinary people can break."

There was pride in his tone.

Master Du'e did not express his opinion, but asked: "When the first Hengyuan talked to you,

did he tell you about the evil things? For example, he knew the roots of the evil things and some information about the evil things."

Jingchen recalled for a moment and shook his head: "He only said that the seal under Sangpo

was related to Buddhism, and when he was describing the case, he said that he had seen the severed hand living in Junior Brother Henghui.

"Uncle, this matter can actually be verified. We just need to call Hengyuan outside to question

him."

Du'e asked again: "Did he really not reveal any information about the evil creature to induce you to reveal more inside information?"

Jingchen shook his head: "No."

Master Du'e said "Hmm": "I know who he is. Go to the night watchman's office now and find

the chief officer Xu Qi'an. I have something to ask him."

.......

Xu Qi'an came out of the brothel, feeling light and fluttering, and felt his bones were soft.

While enjoying the massage, he watched operas and listened to music. This kind of life is

really free and easy.

In an hour, the girls in the brothel changed batches after batches, coming in with smiles like flowers and leaving with trembling hands.

"It's a pity that the girls in the brothel are mainly engaged in selling seafood, not professional massage, and their level is still a little poor. In this era, there are brothels, Jiaofangsi and brothels, but there are fewer foot bath shops and massage shops. It's a pity."

At this point, it was already scattered, and there was no need to go to the yamen. Xu Qi'an hired a carriage on the roadside and returned to Xu's house.

"Da Lang, you are finally back. Someone from the government office is looking for you. I have

been waiting in the mansion for a long time and have drunk two pots of tea." The doorman Lao Zhang saw Da Lang coming back and hurried to meet him.

The government office has something to ask me... Xu Qi'an pondered for a moment and guessed that it was someone from the Western Buddhist sect who was looking for him.

Entering the reception room, he saw a black-clothed clerk sitting on a chair drinking tea, looking out frequently.

"Oh, Lord Xu, you are finally back."

After looking around countless times, he finally saw Xu Qi'an's figure. The black-clothed clerk

was overjoyed and said, "If you don't come back, I will have to stay in your mansion after the

curfew."

"What's the matter?" Xu Qi'an got straight to the point.

"Not long ago, a Buddhist monk came to the government office to look for you. He didn't find

you, so he went to see Lord Wei. Lord Wei sent me to wait for you in the mansion." The black-

clothed clerk said.

It's just a monk. Is it worth it for Wei Yuan to treat him so seriously? What is this Western guy? When can I stand up in the East? I am a great Central Plains. I am so angry.

Xu Qian'an said expressionlessly: "I know. I will go to see him later." The black-clothed official breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave. Suddenly, he remembered something and said with a smile: "Mr. Wei heard that you have been wandering around recently, not waiting for orders in the yamen, and not patrolling the streets. He was

very angry and said that your three months' salary was gone." ..... This, Dad, we can discuss it! Xu Qian'an's face froze. After sending the black-clothed official away, Xu Qian'an remembered that his little mare

was left in the night watchman's yamen, so he ordered his servants to take Xu Erlang's mount.

There are three horses in the Xu Mansion, namely Xu Pingzhi, Xu Dalang and Erlang's mounts. A carriage is specially used for female family members to travel. When Xu Xinnian heard that his elder brother had returned, he hurried out of the study and

said worriedly, "Brother, after you left today, those two people with ulterior motives came again." "What?" Xu Qian'an didn't react for a moment.

"A swordsman in green and a monk who looked more like a butcher. They came uninvited,

saying they were here to congratulate me. Dad said that those who come are guests, so he invited them to the mansion for a drink."

Xu Xinnian frowned and said, "I always feel that they look at me strangely."

Xu Qian'an remembered that when he saw Hengyuan in the afternoon, he seemed to say that he had just come out of the Xu mansion for a drink.

"Erlang, don't worry about these unknown people. You are the champion now, and your

vision is higher in the sky." Xu Qian'an didn't know how to comfort his younger brother, so he patted him on the shoulder:

"Lend me your mount, and I'll return it to you tomorrow."

Just at this time, the servant brought a horse from the back door and waited outside the gate,

so Xu Qian'an immediately left.

When he came to Sanyang Post Station again, the setting sun was already hanging in the west,

and the evening sunlight was a gorgeous golden red.

"You....."

The two monks guarding the gate knew that they had been deceived, and stared at Xu Qian'an

with a bad look.

"I am Xu Qian'an, the chief officer of the Sangpo case. Master Du'e summoned me. Lead the

way." Xu Qian'an handed over the reins with a smile.

The two monks guarding the gate took a deep breath, controlled their anger, one took the

reins, and the other made a "please" gesture.

Following the gatekeeper monk into the post station, they came to the inner courtyard.

It seems that there has just been a fight here... Hengyuan is also working here... Sin, sin, I must

be a good person in the future.

He lowered his head with a guilty conscience, not looking at Monk Hengyuan, and entered a room under the guidance of the gatekeeper monk.

There were three monks in the room. The one in the middle was sitting on the couch. He was

an old monk with dark skin, wrinkled face, and skinny body that couldn't support the loose cassock. He looked funny at first glance.

On the left and right were Jingchen and Jingsi, who had met before.

Jingchen stared at Xu Qiyan with a bad look. "Master Du'e!" Xu Qiyan put his hands together and bowed.

The old monk returned the greeting and said gently, "Why did Master Xu pretend to be the

Qinglong Temple monk Hengyuan?"

Xu Qiyan answered seriously, "I want to find out what is sealed under the Mulberry Lake."

The old monk squinted and looked at him silently. His calm and gentle eyes seemed like a human body scanner.

In front of this old monk, Xu Qi'an didn't dare to have any inner drama. He restrained his divergent thoughts and stopped himself from thinking wildly. He said:

"I investigated the Sangpo case myself. I found many secrets in it. Yongzhen Mountain and

River Temple was built on a large formation, and the formation sealed evil things. After the Yongzhen Mountain and River Temple was blown up and the evil things escaped, I personally went into the water to investigate and found Buddhist texts engraved on the remaining

formation stone pillars.

"At first, I thought that the person sealed under Sangpo was the previous generation of

supervisors, but as the case progressed and Henghui appeared, it turned out that what was sealed under Sangpo was a severed hand.

"I speculated that the severed hand was related to Buddhism. But both the supervisor and the

royal family kept it a secret.

"I, Xu Qi'an, have solved many major cases in Beijing. There is no case that I can't solve. But

this question was like a thorn in my throat, which made me sleepless and lose my appetite. "

Master Du'e nodded slowly: "Is that why you tried to test me before?" "That's right!" Xu Qi'an said.

He had already thought of this when he pretended to be Hengyuan. He disguised himself as a

"madman" who was obsessed with solving the case, and was worried about the origin of the severed hand and the secrets hidden behind it.

So after the Western Regions delegation entered Beijing, he pretended to be Hengyuan to test

me.

There was nothing wrong with his test. All the questions were just to the point. He did not take the initiative to reveal any information about Monk Shenshu, fully playing the role of a host who only knew one thing but not the other.

Master Du'e smiled and said, "Master Xu, do you want to know about the evil things?" Xu Qi'an was delighted and showed his desire for knowledge appropriately: "Master, are you willing to tell me?" S~eaʀᴄh the ηovelFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The skinny old monk smiled and said, "That's fine, but you have to join my Buddhist sect and become my disciple."

Get lost...Xu Qi'an's face twitched, and he shook his head to refuse: "I practice martial arts,

and I can't practice Buddhism anymore."

Master Du'e seemed to have known that there would be such a reply, and said slowly: "You

can become a martial monk."

You can become a martial monk...Martial monks and warriors really have the same goal. My

guess is right. The martial monk system in Buddhism is prepared for "outer disciples".

A guess that Xu Qi'an had suppressed in his heart for a long time was confirmed.

What is the next level of the eighth-grade martial monk?!

"Can I marry and have children?" he asked.

"Although martial monks don't have to observe the precepts, they can't marry and have

children. This has nothing to do with practice, but the rules of Buddhism." Master Du'e shook

his head:

"Just like Buddhism, it is a monk, and the same is true for martial monks. Since you are a monk, how can you start a family. "

Xu Qi'an looked regretful: "I really yearn for Buddhism, but my family has only one son for

nine generations. Alas... It seems that I have no chance to be with Buddhism, which is a great

regret in my life." Master Du'e was a little happy. He didn't expect Xu Qi'an to be so friendly to Buddhism. "Master Xu, if you have anything you want to ask in the future, just come to the post station

and ask. I will tell you everything I can. There is no need to pretend to be a Buddhist disciple."

"I know my mistake."

Du'e nodded and told Jingsi to send him away.

After Jingsi sent Xu Qi'an away and returned to the room, Master Du'e said in a deep voice:

"Call Hengyuan into the room."

"Yes!"

Jingchen went out to call for people.

After a while, Hengyuan, covered in dust, returned with Jingchen. Master Du'e smiled and

said: "Panshu called me uncle, you are his disciple, so call me uncle. "

In fact, there is no generational relationship between the Western Regions Buddhism and

Qinglong Temple. Before, Jingchen treated Xu Qi'an as a fellow apprentice out of politeness.

"Master uncle." Hengyuan put his hands together.

Master Du'e nodded and asked, "I heard from Jingchen that Yinluo Xu Qi'an claimed to be your close friend?"

Hengyuan replied, "Yes."

"The previous misunderstanding was caused by this person. Do you have any complaints in

your heart?" Master Du'e stared at Hengyuan. "No matter what Master Xu does, I can forgive him." Hengyuan said.

He owed No. 3 two lives and Xu Qi'an one life. These are all great favors.

Du'e nodded again: "What kind of person is he."