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Fuming immediately ordered Ren to bring some people to buy coffins, and Tsui Tse went to a neighbouring temple to report his funeral, so that the young Taoist could go to the mosque alone to inquire about the matter. Everyone started the funeral.

After the monks had left, Fangzhu, Fa Ming, Fa Tong and Ru Feng did not stay idle either. The abbot personally led the four young Adepts to inspect the tomb. Farmer prepared all kinds of underlings for sending the dead. Fa Tong Ru Feng to see the peace of the face. Soon, he heard the news and saw that there were dozens of monks in the neighboring temples. When the crowd heard that the Temple Protector had been set up by the thieves last night and had been killed by them, they all felt a great deal of grief and indignation. Everyone helped with the funeral.

At this moment, he saw Monk Ren bringing over two purple coffins. Everyone helped to bury the dead body. The abbot and the four young men returned from their inspection of the cemetery. All the monks were filled with grief. The three pains of the dead soul, the three pains of the mourning music, the three pains of the mourning with the drumbeats, the three pains of the bell, and the three pains of the mourning with the spirit before the spirit. Then the monks carried the coffin and played a mournful tune all the way to the grave.

The monks in the other temples all bid their farewells to the abbot in the cemetery. It was already noon when Reverend Fang led everyone back to the temple. Everyone was in a sad mood. They didn't even feel hungry until they had eaten. "We are now discussing how to go to the mosque in the evening to collect the blood debt and recover the treasure," he said. If everyone has any good plans, you can use them. Pu Xian said, "My uncle Rufeng was right this morning, so we will use a counterattack method to assassinate them." "In this way, we will be avenged and not cause any trouble." Pookie said: "The mosque has a huge courtyard and a large number of houses. We can't afford to have fewer people to go to. "We must move all of them! Kill every last one of them!"

Just as everyone was busy talking, a monk came in with a piece of paper and said to Fang Dang, "I went to the furniture room to deliver the coffin's rope and saw a piece of paper lying on the bed with a shoe." The abbot took the letter and read it carefully: "Master Fang and Masters, you have fallen into a trap. I came back to change my shoes to find Wax, and witnessed the enemy. He saw the bandits with a single saber in their hands and their black masks. I don't know what magic he used to enchant you. When he took the treasure from the table, I went to the front door to block it, and he left by the back door. I rushed after him to seize the treasure. Unexpectedly, the thief relied on his blade to capture him. He was extremely fierce. When we fight, my skills are not as good as his. During the fight, I had almost lost my life. I was the one who took the risk to win and kicked the blade out of his hand, giving him an invincible position. Several times the thief tried to jump over the wall to escape, but I stopped him. Then the thieves fled back to the yard to deal with me. I was in a hurry to catch up with him, but I was caught off guard and collided with the thieves. He knocked me down, and he was badly hurt. The thief stumbled and dropped something. I thought it was the treasure that allowed the thief to escape. The thief ran away from my hand, and I will take responsibility for it to the end. Please rest assured, Reverend Fang and the other Masters. I'll go after the thief in the middle of the night. Sooner or later, I'll definitely retrieve the treasure and return it to him. May Buddha's Light shine everywhere, everyone! "Yuan Ming's handwritten book."

When the abbot saw this, he said in shock, "The person who plotted against us to kill and steal our treasures was actually a single person. The man who fought with the thieves was the novice monk who lived in our temple. Because his martial arts skills were too poor, he was unable to catch the thief. He even had the thief throw down his hat and deceive him to run away. He went after the thieves again. " When everyone heard this, they were all shocked. Fa Ming also read the letter carefully. After reading it, he said, "I'm worried that with his martial arts skills, it will be difficult to get the treasure back. If he knew that the thieves were from the mosque, he would definitely go and cause trouble, which would be very bad for our operation tonight. " "Puxian, quickly go and find him. We'll find him and bring him back." The fourth young Daoist was about to go with them when the little Daoist came running back, out of breath. "Masters, something has happened in the city. Something has happened!" That's right: even though Yuan Ming's martial arts skills were poor, he still had to do something big.

The little Taoist panted and said, "The monk that plotted against us last night was indeed from the mosque. For some reason, he was beaten to death on the street in front of the city's "Kun Yu Tang" shop. When I got there, I saw a lot of cops gathered there. Some of them were questioning the people, while others were examining the blood on the ground. There were many people gathered around to watch the show. I pushed my way through the crowd and saw the police there, examining the body. There were also two people in the mosque, one tall and one short. The short foreign monk was very tenacious and insisted that the police catch the murderer as soon as possible and hand him over to them for revenge. Some of the onlookers vented their hatred. Some even scolded Buddhist monks, saying that they did not do good deeds and deserved to die. The coroner's policemen also said that the short foreign monk was unreasonable. The two policemen even started arguing with the short monk.

While one wave had yet to calm down, the other wave had started again. Not two hours after the short monk was taken to the police station by the police, one of the monks from the mosque came back in the car to report that their father, Father Mary, had been killed in the church while they were all out dealing with the murder case. They also stole a lot of their gold and silver jewelry. When the policemen heard the report, they did not seem to be in a hurry to get over their resentment. I don't know what the police are talking about, but some of them are laughing secretly. One of the sheriff's officers told the officers who were left to guard the body, and they all went back to the mosque. I followed. He saw more than a dozen monks in the mosque. They went in and out of the mosque to look for the police. He did not know what they were talking about. The police wouldn't let the onlookers in. The mosque is now in a state of mourning, without a leader.

Everyone heard and felt good about it, all of them had a smile on their face, and said: "Good job! Good kill! He didn't expect that he would be avenged so quickly. This is great! " Fang Dang said happily, "Awesome! Awesome!" What a great feeling! I see that the spirits of the dead have also been comforted. " And they put their hands together and prayed to the heavens, "Satisfaction: the murderer has been killed, and revenge has been avenged for all of you. The two of you will ascend to the Heaven Realm soon, rest in peace! "

When the prayer was over, Farmer said, "I never thought that Monk Yuan Ming would have such astounding abilities. This is truly a cause for celebration! " "The ones who made great contributions in this matter are Yuan Ming and the little Daoist. If we follow the rules of our temple, those who have rendered meritorious service will be rewarded. " After saying that, he sat down and said, "I now officially add you as Taoist Master of the Central Plains. Nowadays, our National Guardian Temple has South Daoist Pu Xian, North Daoist Pu Tuo, East Daoist Pu Ji, West Daoist Pu Feng, Central Wasteland Daoist. A total of five Adepts had already reached perfection. Congratulations! "Yuan Ming, come back. I will bestow you with another reward." Everyone burst into jubilation, congratulating the little Daoist on being bestowed the title. Farmer Ming quickly reminded the little Daoist, "Don't just keep on being happy. Hurry up and thank the abbot." The little Daoist was very clever. He raised his hand and said to the abbot: "The little Taoist from the Northeast, thank you for giving me your number!" The little Taoist will not be unworthy of the abbot's training, memory of the nation's martyrs, the pursuit of light for the rest of his life. To defend our nation and nation for the rest of our lives! " Everyone applauded warmly, feeling even happier. The four young Daoist respectively congratulated the little Daoist, and they once again burst into a round of joyous laughter.

After a moment of exhilaration, everyone finally felt hungry. Farmer immediately ordered, "The fast food will be cooked in the fast food hall." "Today's food must be sumptuous. Yuan Ming had killed the murderer and avenged himself. He would definitely return with a treasure. We will congratulate him with the feast! " The crowd burst into cheers and laughter once again. Someone immediately went to the door to wait for Yuan Ming's return. The monk was so happy that he immediately went to the fast hall. His knife and spoon rang in unison as he cooked.

When the little Daoist heard his words, he did not know who it was, but he seemed to understand a bit. He asked, "Who is this Yuan Ming you are talking about? How come I haven't seen it before? Is he the one who fought the thieves last night? " Pu Xian nodded, "He is the one fighting the thieves. He is not a monk here, he just happened to be here last night. " Actually, the little Daoist met with Yuan Ming when he was in the city, watching the corpses of the bandits. Yuan Ming was standing behind the little Daoist. As the little Daoist pushed his way through the crowd, he even said to him, "Fellow Daoist, please borrow some light." Yuan Ming turned to the side and the little Daoist entered. They also said a few words. Unfortunately, the little Daoist did not recognize him.

When the Daoist priest asked about Yuan Ming, Fang Dang also remembered about the word 'invitation'. He said to the little Daoist, "Follow us. When you see it, you'll know everything."

With that, he walked over to the house at the northwest corner of the courtyard. When he got closer, the little Daoist looked around: he saw that there were three houses in total, with the doors in the middle and the windows nailed shut with vertical wooden boards. Inside, he saw that the west side of the house was filled with daily necessities, and the walls were covered with objects. Spade pickaxe, shovel broom, spear, rod, iron rope, etc. It turned out to be a storage area filled with miscellaneous items. The east room was neatly tidied up. There was a bed in the room and a small chest of drawers at the head of the bed. There was a candlestick on the small cabinet, and there were still a few leftover candles. There was luggage on the bed. The little Daoist looked at them and said in shock, "So there was someone living here!" I thought there was no one living in this house, and I've never even looked at it. " The monk who had received the letter from here picked up a shoe from the bed and said, "Just now, the letter was placed under this shoe, revealing more than half of it to the outside. I took the rope first and didn't look at the house. When I came to deliver the rope, I saw footprints on the ground. When I thought of Yuan Ming, I looked into the room and only then did I notice the words' Xiang '. I knew that he had come back last night. "

Rufeng was startled to see the shoe. He immediately flipped it over and over in his hand. Fang Dang also looked at the shoe a few times, not paying much attention to it. He looked around the room again. There was an old pair of monk's shoes under the bed, much bigger than the other pair. The candle in the candlestick will soon burn out. The luggage on the bed was unopened, but it was still neatly stacked with some dust on it. "Yuan Ming just came back last night and saw that there wasn't enough wax, so he went to look for wax. In the end, he ran into a thief who committed a crime. This was truly a divine coincidence! No wonder we Chinese call the lamp a Bodhisattva. "So it was Bodhisattva who reminded Yuan Ming to go catch the thief." With that, he bowed three times to the candlestick. With that, he had someone bring out new wax and insert it in. Ru Feng took the shoe and asked: "How long has this monk Yuan Ming been here? "Where did he come from?"

"He came here last year," Fang said, thinking that Rufeng had asked him a random question, but he did not care. This person was in his twenties, a young monk. I had seen his ultimatum and learned that he was a monk at the Temple of National Reporting in Chengdu, Sichuan. His name was Yuan Ming, and he had a common surname, Liu. This person was introverted and incongruous. At first, he lived here because he was at odds with others. " Ruo Feng nodded, but didn't say anything. Fa Ming was afraid that Ru Feng would secretly blame the temple for treating the guests slowly, so he explained, "Ever since this Yuan Ming came here, he has been at loggerheads with other people. He wanted to live here alone. I arranged for him to live here. With his introverted personality, he did not interact with the four young Spiritual Masters. After he was here, he rarely went to the front to chat with the monks. Later, he went to the city alone to play, and coincidentally ran into one of his countrymen. The monk was also from Chengdu, with the name of Yuanzhi. He was now a registered monk in Biyun Temple in Xishan. The two of them were about the same age, and after meeting, they got along very well. From then on, Yuan Ming frequently visited Jade Cloud Temple. Because he stays a long time when he's gone. If it's so, I won't ask him. Seeing that his things are still here, we all know that he has not left. "

"Judging from what Yuan Ming did today, you underestimated him before." For him to be able to stand in an invincible position against an opponent who wielded a saber empty-handed, it showed that he had some ability. We can't solve this case if he didn't force the thieves to leave behind evidence of blades and hats. " "If he failed to capture the thief and the treasure within the temple, it's hard to say whether he is skilled in martial arts. We didn't underestimate him before. I've never seen him practice martial arts either. Maybe we don't know what he really is. "