CH 339

In the Buddha Bone Temple, cries filled the air as the monks and pilgrims rescued the injured from the collapsed temple.

More people spontaneously began to clean up the collapsed temple, frantically dragging out some flesh-bodied bodhisattvas that were buried underneath.

In the anxious crowd, no one noticed the black spindle that had already rolled into the corner.

Two blood-stained pointed cones reached down and picked up the neglected spindle like chopsticks.

Li Huowang furrowed his brows as he carefully examined the item that Zhuge Yuan had given him earlier.

The spindle was made from an old bone that was wax-yellow, with a large head and narrow middle. The scratches on the surface seemed to have been there for years.

Threads of extremely black silk were densely wound around it, forming a ball of thread, making the spindle a true hammerhead without a handle.

"What is this?" The first question popped into Li Huowang's mind, followed by the second question, "Could this thing have any hidden dangers?"

He thought of Zhuge Yuan's goodwill towards him, and if he was the one who killed the wealthy person to get rich, then his strength should be far superior to his own. If he wanted to deal with him, he would have no chance to fight back.

Li Huowang sat on the steps, holding the bone spindle with the torture cone, and began to sort out his thoughts. "Zhuge Yuan...Zhuge Yuan..."

"First of all, it can be confirmed that from the reaction of the dead eunuch when he heard Zhuge Yuan's name, Zhuge Yuan should come from some other force, and this force is very strong, at least stronger than the previous Zhengde Temple and An Ci Temple."

"The cause of this incident was due to the struggle for the Heart Murkiness among the Zuo Wang Dao, the Jian Tian Si, and Zhuge Yuan. The final outcome is already known. Zhuge Yuan killed the wealthy person and bypassed the memory, ultimately obtaining the Heart Murkiness and becoming the winner of this incident."

Having been in this ghostly place for so long, Li Huowang knew the weight of the Jian Tian Si. He couldn't imagine how powerful Zhuge Yuan was to make the Jian Tian Si fear him.

And there was also Zhuge Yuan's ability. Although he was dressed as a scholar, he could still solve the problem of the Zuo Wang Dao's San Yuan, Wealth.

Li Huowang remembered the sentence that Jixiang had asked him before.

"When you went to the Buddha Bone Temple, did you feel anything strange? Did anyone do something funny but very reasonable?"

These were his exact words, but Li Huowang couldn't understand what he meant by funny but reasonable things. What did this have to do with Zhuge Yuan and why did it scare him so much?

Li Huowang closed his eyes and went over everything that had happened in the Buddha Bone Temple in his mind. If there was anything that could be considered funny but reasonable, it was Heart Chih suddenly accusing him of being from the Zuo Wang Dao.

Heart Chih might be petty, but it was strange to still attack him when he was constantly being ambushed by the Zuo Wang Dao.And earlier, when the Zuo Wang Dao impersonated himself, Heart Chih could have easily said that Li Huowang was another accomplice, and the two Zuo Wang Dao were acting in collusion. But he didn't say anything, and instead just let it go like a little kid.

Sitting on the stairs, Li Huowang meticulously sorted through everything, but the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became.

"Is this Zhuge Yuan's ability? He can change a person's actions without anyone noticing? What kind of supernatural power is this? Mind control?" Li Huowang speculated wildly.

"Wait, if he can control others, why didn't he use it on me before?"

If he really had this special supernatural power, there was no need to waste time talking to himself. He could just control him directly to do whatever he wanted.

"Unless..." Li Huowang's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart beat faster. "Unless he has no purpose at all."

Thinking of this, Li Huowang looked down at the spindle in front of him again. "Then why did he give this to me? Did he have a kind heart? Did he see me as pitiful and want to help me? That's impossible! It doesn't make sense! There are no such good people in this world! I don't believe it! He must have other motives for me!"

Just then, the monk's hallucination walked over and said strangely, "Master Taoist, you can't say that. As a monk, I am here to do good things, and besides, isn't Mrs. Master Jingxin a bad person?"

Hearing this, Li Huowang stood still and thought for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a reason.

Li Huowang shook his head hard, took a deep breath, and had long been accustomed to malice. Now Li Huowang was even more afraid of goodwill.

He would rather Zhuge Yuan had just attacked him directly like everyone else did, regardless of whether he lived or died. At least he wouldn't be so entangled now.

"Namo Amitabha, this benefactor, I greet you." Li Huowang looked up and saw an old monk in a robe standing in front of him with a compassionate expression.

"Benefactor, I know that doing great things is not limited to small details, and I also know that the goals of the Monitoring Department are lofty, but please don't increase the killing karma. Because of you, this temple has already had five Buddhist disciples pass away." The old monk folded his hands together and knelt down in front of Li Huowang.

Looking at the nine scars on his head, Li Huowang stood up and turned to the door of the Buddhist temple. "Is he another good person? Maybe, but I still can't trust him."

When he walked out of the Buddhist temple, Li Huowang had already planned his next move. "Instead of guessing here, it's better to ask something from Ji Xiang about Zhuge Yuan's background. The old eunuch must know!"

"After figuring out this person's origin, think about how to deal with this spindle!"

Li Huowang lowered his head and wrapped the spindle tightly in the cowhide bag used for torture instruments, mounted his horse, and rode away with the sound of galloping hooves, raising and dropping the muddy ground.The cold rain pattered on the horse's back, and also on Li Huowang's face.

Li Huowang looked up at the gloomy sky above, then continued to look at the increasingly muddy road ahead.

He had come by carriage before, not afraid of rain, but it happened to be cloudless for miles. However, when he rode the horse back, the rain was pouring like a leaky faucet and never stopped for a moment.

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It was already late at night, and it was raining. He shouldn't have been riding a horse, but standing in this environment would only get him soaked. Li Huowang needed to find a place to shelter from the rain as soon as possible.

When he saw a flag with the word "post" swaying left and right in the rain, Li Huowang's eyes lit up. He kicked his left foot on the saddle, turned over and dismounted, and rushed in.

The post station was a place for transmitting military information and providing food, lodging, and horse exchange for officials within Da Liang country.

When the yawning post official opened the door with a lantern, he saw the waist badge of the Monitoring Bureau on Li Huowang's face.

The half-asleep post official was suddenly startled and completely awake.

After a while, the stableman woke up and took Li Huowang's horse away, treating it like his own child.

The cook also woke up, and all the dishes that could be served in the post station were brought to Li Huowang's room.