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By the Tianxiu River, the small courtyard is facing the water, and the night wind is extremely cold.
"It may be a pure coincidence. The wolf king is always cautious and good at hiding. It is reasonable to change where he lives from time to time." Wang Zai frowned slightly, speculating.
Jiang Zhiwei looked at the quietly flowing river in front of him, and said thoughtfully: "It is also possible that someone has been watching us and notified the wolf king in advance after discovering the clue."
Mythical people? Meng Qi heard the string song, knew the elegant meaning, and didn't say much, but Wang Zai had a lot of associations: "The prince and the third prince are both in Yingcheng, and the undercurrent is raging. It may be said that someone is really watching us."
He linked this incident with the assassination of Jin Wang Zhao Yi.
He paused and said: "This blood cloth should be used by the wolf king to bind his wounds. Why don't you let me take it away and see if I can trace it back to him through the Bai family's strange technique."
The Bai family is from the southern barbarians. It is rumored that there is a strange art of Gu poison, and there is no shortage of ways to detect blood and track it. Therefore, Wang Zai said this. If this is not the case, I am afraid that I can only invite experts in location or Buddhism and Taoism to perform supernatural powers such as celestial eyes , Borrow blood lock.
"Okay." Meng Qi nodded and said, "But the Wolf King is not in a hurry to leave. Since he left a blood-stained cloth strip, I'm afraid he has his own way to avoid it."
After discussing for a while, the three of them had no clue, so they temporarily separated and went back to their residences. Jiang Zhiwei would continue to ask the master of Xijiange Ying City to send people to contact the local snake and look for the wolf king.
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The next day, the sky was bright and clear, and the sun was blazing but not strong, bringing warmth in winter.
Considering that it has been two days since the secret report was submitted, it took longer for senior brother Qi to report to the Huanhua Sword Sect, and Gu Xiaosang and Luo Jiao Sanren were waiting in secret, Meng Qi had the mentality of going out to hang out as bait, and invited Jiang Zhiwei to visit Yanyu Mountain with him.
The mountains are empty and full of scenic spots. Yanyu Mountain is not as rugged as other places. It is steep and precipitous, elegant and lush, showing the gentleness of Jiangdong, and it is also beautiful.
"The scenery in the east of the river is quite different from that in the north." The bright sun shone straight down, breaking through the often lingering mist, making the entire misty and rainy mountain shrouded in gold, making the mountain streams and old trees quite sacred, making Jiang Zhiwei It seems to be bathed in fairy golden light.
Xijiange is located at the junction of Huazhou and Ganzhou, which can be regarded as the north.
There are many towers in the mountains, and the sound of silk and bamboo singing and dancing can be heard faintly. The aristocratic sects of Yingcheng and the wealthy government all built pavilions and monasteries in the Yanyu Mountain, where the acquired and the innate complement each other.
Meng Qi looked at the beautiful mountains and rivers, and looked at the pavilions and pavilions. He laughed and said, "I heard that the Liuxin Temple is located on the North Peak. The iron flower tea is very fragrant, and the self-ground bean curd is delicious. Why don't we bother with it?"
Jiang Zhi sneered slightly: "I thought you would choose to go to Puxianzhai."
"Why?" Meng Qi's eyes widened, as if I hadn't thought about Puxianzhai.
"Aren't you a little monk? It's not the right thing to go to the mountain to visit the noodles." Jiang Zhiwei joked, and then laughed, "Puxianzhai's Arhat Vegetarian Banquet is known as the best in Yingcheng. You are used to eating it, so you shouldn't think of it first. ?"
She pondered for a while, and said seriously: "I know you don't like to be a monk, but since you have already returned to the vulgar, what can you do if you go to the temple? If you always avoid these things, you will seem to be unable to let go. magic."
Xijiange has always attached great importance to tempering the mind, so Jiang Zhiwei reminded Meng Qi.
Meng Qi smiled wryly and said, "I've been to the nunnery, so I'm afraid that the monk's temple will fail? It's just that the crown prince lives in Puxianzhai, and I was involved with King Jin before. If I go there rashly, I might be involved in a royal dispute. cause trouble."
Before, he only told Jiang Zhiwei about Zhao Yi, and mentioned that the prince also came to Ying City, but he didn't say where he lived in detail.
Only then was Jiang Zhiwei relieved, her head raised slightly, her face blushed, and she looked at the sky, "calmly" said: "I think too much, I misunderstood you."
She has no affectation.
Meng Qi chuckled and changed the subject wisely. The two talked and laughed at Yan Yan, and headed towards Beishan.
After climbing a while of stone steps, a pavilion appeared on the flat halfway up the mountain, and a group of people stood inside it.
The leader looks at the distant mountains and deep valleys hidden by clouds and clouds with his hands behind his back. He is dressed in a bright yellow robe and a high crown on his head, with a tall and straight posture.
Standing behind him was a feminine middle-aged man in black robe and black hat. Just seeing him, he felt cold.
Next to the middle-aged man is a monk in a red cassock, with a fat head and big ears, and a smile on his face, which makes people feel close at first sight.
Around them stood five yellow-robed monks, about forty, with thin faces.
There are guards in dark red and strong outfits scattered outside the pavilion, all of them have a sturdy temperament and extraordinary skills.
Meng Qi's eyes froze, and he smiled wryly, "It's time to come.?? Quite a bit of treasure.
But what does it have to do with meMeng Qi sent a secret message to Jiang Zhiwei and said, "I thought that cultivating Buddhism is to seek pure wisdom. I never thought that Buddhism would support Zhao Qian"
"Buddhism has the Zen school of self-cultivation and seeking the heart, and there is also the Pure Land school of Buddhism, which can achieve ultimate bliss by chanting Amitabha Buddha. There are many sects, and the Buddhist scriptures and practice methods are all different. How can they be generalized?" Jiang Zhiwei explained.
Zhao Qian restrained his emotions, smiled and said: "Su Meng, why don't we make a bet."
"What bet?" Meng Qi subconsciously asked.
Zhao Qian pointed to the five yellow-robed monks: "They are the five masters of the Pure Land Sect, the Dragon, the Elephant, the Tiger, the Leopard, and the Peng. Individually, they are definitely not as good as you, but they are good at teaming up, and they have the same breath. The five monks are no better than others. Any one of the top ten is poor, if you can be undefeated in 20 strokes under their siege, you will be considered a lonely loser. I promise you that if you need to find a lonely in the future, as long as you don¡¯t go against the law or violate human relations, the lonely will help you gone."
"If you lose, you have to do one thing for Gu. Don't worry, it doesn't involve killing each other, friends killing each other, etc."
Meng Qi looked at the five monks, and found that their auras were indistinctly connected, as if they were one. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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