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Chapter 107: Liquan Temple

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    In the southern outskirts of Yidu, there is a large temple covered by green plants at the foot of the mountain, covering an area of ??no less than hundreds of acres.

    The climate is still relatively cold. This temple is already full of towering old trees, shaded by green trees, red walls and yellow tiles.  There was no sign of a pedestrian around.

    The gate is open, and two pilgrims are chatting relaxedly outside the gate. On the top of the red vermilion lacquered gate hangs a black gold-threaded nanmu plaque, with three large characters "Liquan Temple" inscribed on it.

    "Finally escaped!"

    Lin Baixuan was dressed in a purple Shuoxue robe, with a picture scroll on his back and a jade pen hanging on his waist. He paced around the temple in a leisurely manner. Thinking of what happened just now, he felt a lingering fear in his heart.

    "It was only a little bit close, and I went to become the emperor of the underworld, the emperor of the underworld for no reason!"

    Fortunately, Lin Baixuan took out a lot of nine-turn golden pills, which not only shocked Cui Yu, Xue Li and others, but even the well-informed Zhao Gongming and Bai Ze were dumbfounded.

    While Cui Yu took the golden pill tremblingly and was about to ask, Lin Baixuan had already disappeared in a flash.  He could vaguely hear Cui Yu yelling behind him, probably because he hadn't ascended the throne for a day, and the position of Emperor of the Underworld had always belonged to him

    "What's the fun of being an emperor? When the Yinshan Earthquake shook, he would have to worry, if there was a rebellion in Hell, he would have to worry about it, and the work of the Emperor Yin was hard work and not fun. I would never do it."

    Lin Baixuan finally regained his composure, walked into the temple, and suddenly saw a big ancient tree at the corner of the courtyard wall not far away, leaning against the bluestone courtyard wall, just covering the top of the wall in a piece of greenery.

    Lin Baixuan suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart, and looked towards the backyard.

    In that direction, there is a slight ghostly aura, but I don't know its origin.

    He strolled towards the backyard, met a few monks on the way, saw that he was dignified, thought he was a pilgrim, and did not step forward to question him.

    Arriving at the backyard, the evil spirit disappeared without a trace.

    "A good temple, full of evil spirits in broad daylight, this is really a troubled time, full of evil spirits."

    Lin Baixuan pursed his lips and was about to leave when he suddenly heard the sound of reading books from the wing room in the backyard, so he followed the sound to find it.  At a glance, I saw a handsome scholar sitting in a small room reading, the window was half open, and he was chanting loudly.

    Seeing that this scholar is very angry, he is about to come forward and have a chat.  An old monk came out next to him, and waved his hands to stop him.  Lin Baixuan was surprised, and immediately walked over.

    The old monk saluted and asked, "Old Monk Faming, dare to ask where the almsgiver is from?"

    Lin Baixuan said with a smile: "Occasionally, I travel here and see that the temple is quiet, so I come in for a visit. If there is any inconvenience, I will leave here!"

    The old monk Faming shook his head and said with a smile: "Liquan Temple was originally built as alms by the people and officials in the neighborhood. How could it refuse people thousands of miles away? The benefactor is free to visit, if he does not give up, the poor monk can also be a guide!"

    Lin Baixuan nodded, and asked casually: "Just now, I saw that scholar was full of bookishness and behaved well. I originally wanted to have a conversation. Why did the master block each other? Is there some taboo?"

    "There is no taboo!"

    The two walked and chatted, only to hear the old monk Faming sigh, and said slowly: "The good Taoist priest learned that this person is located in Jingyu Gongzi. He is originally the young master of the Yu family in Yidu. He has read poetry since childhood.  Books were once known as child prodigies.¡±

    "The Yu family is a prominent family in the local area. The head of the family has three sons. The eldest son had his legs disabled due to an accident when he was young. There are only two young masters left. The poor young master's mother died young, and he was weak and sick since he was a child. He didn't know how to support him at home.  How much bullying."

    "At the beginning of this year, the head of the family suddenly fell ill. The power of the Yu family was gradually eroded and deprived by the second young master. He even regarded the young young master as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. He repeatedly tried to harm him secretly, but was seen through."

    "A few days ago, the young master accidentally learned that the strange illness of the patriarch was actually caused by the second young master inviting people from the world to poison him"

    Hearing this, Lin Baixuan's heart suddenly brightened, and he couldn't help a smile from the corner of his mouth.

    Isn't it just a clich¨¦ story of family disputes and children fighting for the power of the family property by their own means?  It seems that this young master in the family is the one who started out the weakest but is about to be silenced.

    However, this so-called "weak person" has another very nice name in Lin Baixuan's world - "protagonist template!"

    The next words were as expected by Lin Baixuan. After learning about what his brother had done, the young master of the Yu family¡¯s first thought was to leave the Yu family. He would think of a way after he was admitted to fame.To reveal the conspiracy of my brother.

    The old monk Faming sighed, "Young Master Yu Jing is a genius. He passed the examination of scholar at the age of sixteen, and he will participate in the competition in the future. There are many officials from Liquan Temple, and the Yu family dare not make mistakes in the temple easily.  Therefore, the abbot took him in to protect him from disasters!"

    This abbot has good eyesight, and taking in a future protagonist, I don't know how good luck it will be in the future!

    Lin Baixuan nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "It's an act of compassion!"

    The old monk Faming smiled and said: "Now that the Dabi is coming, please don't disturb the guests so as not to delay his future."

    Speaking of this, Lin Baixuan naturally would not do these unsightly things again. He looked at the wing room curiously, and then accompanied the old monk Faming to visit the temple.

    Behind the courtyard is the foot of the mountain, and the goal is a large field, which is divided into countless small pieces of fertile black soil, where plants that could not be named before grow.

    "Does the temple still grow medicinal materials?"

    The old monk Faming laughed and said: "They are all common medicinal materials. The abbot of this temple knows some Qihuang techniques. He saw that the people are suffering a lot, so he planted some medicinal materials here. If someone's disease is difficult to recover, it can also be conveniently rescued."  .¡±

    "He is a kind-hearted abbot!"

    Lin Baixuan nodded again and again, his eyes moved, and he fell on a small beehive not far away.

    "I've only heard that bees gather nectar, but this is the first time I've seen bees gather herbs"

    "This old monk doesn't know either!" Old monk Fa Ming shook his head and said, "This beehive was here a few days ago, and occasionally we saw green bees flying in and out, but I don't know why. Heaven has the virtue of good life  , perhaps because of greed for the power of the medicine, so I let it go."

    Lin Baixuan had a thought, and said with a smile: "I came from a long way, and now it's getting late, I want to spend the night in Baocha, I wonder if it is possible?"

    The old monk Faming smiled and said, "Why not? There are many vacant rooms in the backyard, and the benefactor can choose one to live in at will!"

    Lin Baixuan hastily saluted and thanked, but glanced thoughtfully at the beehive.

    He could see very clearly that the faintly discernible evil spirit in the hive was exactly the same as what he had sensed just now!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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