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Chapter 220

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    Dajue Temple is located on the side of Tangtai Mountain in the northwest of the capital.  The place of spiritual sustenance, the spiritual altar and Yintang that bless the mating and reproduction of the Tartars.  Afterwards, in the Arimei generation, the Daikaku-ji Temple had little incense and few people, and the temple gradually became dilapidated and almost deserted.  Thanks to the raging ghost winds, the Qing Dynasty restored the Central Plains. A few years ago, a mysterious pilgrim donated a lot of money to renovate, repair the walls, and build another hall.  It has also become the yearning place for the masters and wives of the Eight Banners, and the best choice for wild and incest.

    After tossing and hesitating for more than two days, Kong Sizhen finally found an excuse, leaving aside the lackeys of the Thirteenth Yamen, especially the eyeliner sent by Kang Mazi to monitor her, and dressed up as an ordinary folk young woman, carrying incense paper money and  Simple Sacrifice hired a carriage and came outside the Dajue Temple alone.  Fortunately, Kong Sizhen has often acted alone in order to spy on Kang Mazi's secrets over the years, so this action did not arouse the suspicion of Kang Mazi's eyeliner lurking beside Kong Sizhen.

    Although he came to the capital to settle down at the age of twelve, Kong Sizhen really came to Dajue Temple for the first time, and found that the scenery around Dajue Temple is quite beautiful. Tangtai Mountain is lush with trees, and it is already full of tender green just after spring.  Light yellow, not a bit bleak, the mountain breeze is blowing, slightly chilly but intoxicating, the mountain stream is clear and jingling, the birds are singing crisply, melodious and pure, and the Dajue Temple located in the green trees is even more beautiful.  The red walls and green tiles are majestic and majestic, as if in a painting.  Kong Sizhen, whose heart was ashamed, saw it, and couldn't help but feel moved, "In the future, if I can find such a place to shave my hair and become a nun, it would be a pleasure."

    Thinking of this, Kong Sizhen couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile, secretly laughing that he was still too greedy, even if he decided to become a nun in the future, he was still coveting the place where he would be able to play and satisfy himself.  Red dust?  But after thinking about it, Kong Sizhen couldn't help but gritted his teeth at Fatty Lu again. The reason why he became what he is today is because that damned Fatty Lu was shameless and wicked and tore up his last fig leaf in front of his de facto husband.  , destroyed the last bit of my poor self-esteem, and made myself completely incompatible with the world, but in the end, I had to come to Dajue Temple to find a needle in a haystack for the safety of this fat man's wife and children. What is this called?  !

    "Fatty man, it depends on your luck!" Kong Sizhen couldn't help but muttered to himself in a low voice, "If my mother can find that Yang Qilong, and that Yang Qilong is really your spy, then your wife and son are lucky!  If I can't find that Yang Qilong, or if that Yang Qilong is not your secret agent at all, then I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do!"

    After talking to himself, Kong Sizhen cheered up and began to observe the surrounding environment, but saw that although the time was already past in the afternoon, there were still quite a few tourists on both sides of the mountain road leading to Dajue Temple, some of them were young men  He also looked up and down Kong Sizhen in a daze, and whispered some obscenities in his mouth.  In the past, Kong Sizhen might just cast a wink at him, and then took these apparently strong young men to the mountain to exchange feelings, but this time Kong Sizhen obviously didn't have such thoughts, just like an ordinary young woman,  He walked quickly with his head down and walked in small steps, leaving those young men whistling on the side of the road.

    Stepping up the relatively new bluestone steps, all the way to the gate of Dajue Temple on the mountainside, a monk who knew guests came to greet him. Kong Sizhen claimed that her husband¡¯s surname was Lu, and she came from a merchant family in the capital because her parents-in-law were older.  I was sick, so I came here to burn incense and pray for my in-laws' safety and longevity.  The Zhike monk did not doubt that he was there, so he hurriedly introduced Kong Sizhen into the hall to offer incense, and told him: "The benefactor, it's getting late, please go down the mountain and return to the city as soon as possible after offering incense, otherwise, once the city gate is closed, the benefactor will be killed tonight."  But you can¡¯t get into the city.¡±

    "Master Xie for your guidance, I will remember it." Kong Sizhen clasped his palms together to express his thanks, first he put offerings in front of the Buddha statue, lit the incense that he brought with him, kowtowed respectfully and prayed, and finally gave alms of two taels of silver, looking for an opportunity to ask the monk  He said: "Dare to ask this master, is there a layman surnamed Yang in your temple? He used to be a layman in the Dafo Temple in the capital. I heard that he has come to Dajue Temple now. I wonder if that is the case?"

    "A layman with the surname of Yang?" The monk who knew the guest was startled, and hurriedly clapped his hands together and replied: "The benefactor may be disappointed. The layman's surname of the small temple is Jiao, not Yang."

    "Then, among the lay disciples or temple workers, is there a Mr. Yang Qilong?" Kong Sizhen begged pitifully: "He is my natal cousin.  Home, now his biological mother is seriously ill, I hope he can go home as soon as possible to visit??I see you, it turns out that you are hiding under my nose, right beside me!  "

    "Si Gege, what are you talking about?" Yang Qilong asked in surprise: "Finally found him? This lunatic, who are you?"

    "It's the enemy who made me into this." Kong Sizhen's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear himself, "The enemy who raped me when I was twelve years old, the enemy who used my mouth as a chamber pot! It's also you!"  Enemy! Enemy of your son! Enemy of Prince Pingxi Mansion! Enemy of Han people all over the world!!"

    "Who the hell is he?!" Yang Qilong lowered his voice and exclaimed.

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    It was night, and a middle-aged monk named Xingchi disappeared from Dajue Temple in Tangtai Mountain.  Two days later, his body was found in the dense forest twenty miles away. The body tied to the tree was skinned and cramped, the head was broken, the head, heart and liver disappeared.  The man was cut off with a knife, and his lower body was chopped into meat paste with random knives. There was a plaque on his chest with four big characters written in blood on it - what he deserved!

    ? On the same day, the imperial guards bloodbathed Dajue Temple. No one survived in the whole temple, and they were all killed by Ling Chi!

    Still on the same day, when the red-eyed Kang Mazi summoned Kong Sizhen to dispatch all the running dogs of the thirteen yamen to search for the murderer, he discovered that Kong Sizhen had disappeared and disappeared.  Kang Mazi dispatched countless people to search and search, but there was still no news of him, and he was nowhere to be found.

    Years later, when the Xingchi's head, heart and liver pickled with quicklime reappeared in the world, they appeared successively in Yangzhou, Jiading, Kunshan, Jiangyin, Changshu, Xing'an, Datong, Shuozhou, Hunyuan, Nanjing, Nanchang, Nanxiong, Chaozhou, Guangzhou  , etc., etc. In the countless Chinese cities, wherever they went, the people rushed to throw stones to quench their saliva, crying and shaking the sky.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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