Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 411: A disciple of Yuan Chang

After seeing the somewhat frightened Yicheng, Gui Bugui said to his cheap son: "Life and death depend on fate, and Peng Huayin's bad luck can't blame others. Besides, it is not Hua Yin who was strangled by this Yicheng himself, Forget it, it's time to replace Yin and accumulate yin virtue."

After saying these few words, Gui Bugui walked out of the room with a reluctant Bai Wuqiu. Seeing the disappearance of the old man and the young man, the postmaster let out a long sigh. Originally thought that the two of them would avenge Peng Hua Yin, after all, Master Peng's whereabouts were revealed by himself. The old guy who didn't expect it was finished after asking a few words, and even the ingot of horseshoe gold was not taken away. What did he say before he left? There are treasures buried under the Xinjue Temple...;...;

In recent years, there have been years of wars. When the Yellow Turbans broke out, all dojos all over the world were affected. Although Shimen was the least involved, it was because fewer and fewer donors came to give, and the temple couldn't afford to support so many monks. Many monks have returned from secular life to make a living.

The Xinjue Temple, which was prosperous at the beginning because of two eminent monks, Kasyapa and Zhimiyuan, has also declined a lot at this time. Now there are only two half-dead old monks, eating the old money that Penghua Yin donated to the temple, and the rest of the younger monks have returned to the secular world to make a living.

That night, Yicheng climbed over the wall and entered the temple alone. Now there is nothing of value in the temple, and even the gold plating on the Buddha statue has been scraped off to exchange money. The old monk guarding the temple gate was not worried that some thieves would click on the pickles in the temple. When it got dark, he fell asleep early. The two old monks were very hard of hearing, and as long as they fell asleep, they wouldn't even hear thunder.

This Xinjue Temple Yicheng has been here many times on weekdays, and he himself did not bring tools. After passing through the main hall, I found digging tools such as shovels and hoes in the utility room. Xinjue Temple has been renovated with money from Penghua Yin over the years, and many side halls have been built. Now there are only a few places where you can hide things.

Just when Yicheng spotted a ground that looked most like a hidden object, he was about to start digging the ground. A cold voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Master Yicheng, I don't sleep in the middle of the night. What are you doing here? Is it sleepwalking?"

In the dead of night, the Yicheng can only hear the sound of himself digging the ground. Hearing this voice suddenly, he shivered with fright. He turned around abruptly and saw a monk in his thirties standing behind him. After seeing Yicheng looking back, the monk sneered again, and then continued: "During the day, I came back to find you, but at night, Lord Yicheng, you sleepwalked to this Xinjue Temple. Tell me. That old guy told you. What's up?"

Seeing the monk's first glance, Yicheng thought it was the monk who came to inquire about Penghua Yin's whereabouts, and whether he was in charge of him called Yuanchang. But after a closer look. Only then did I realize that although the monk looked a bit like Yuan Chang, he was another monk.

Seeing that the person standing behind is not the old guy and the big guy who came to see him today, or another monk from a few months ago. Yi Cheng was relieved. He raised the **** in his hand, and said to the monk: "He hot, this has nothing to do with Ni, go to Ni Nian Ni's scriptures! Do not urinate and cause trouble! (Monk, this has nothing to do with you, you read yours Go! Don't cause more trouble!)"

This is a mouthful of words. The monk was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what Yi Cheng said. After the monk grinned, he said: "It seems that my master is right. I will gain something to guard you sooner or later. Tell me, what did you say to you when you return or not? You don't sleep in the middle of the night, come here. What are you digging here...;...;"

"If you want to know anything, just ask the old man directly. Why are you being so polite?" Before the monk finished speaking, the incoherent voice of Gui Bugui rang out. When this sentence sounded, the old guy had appeared behind the monk out of thin air. For a moment. The monk's body was stiff, and the cold sweat on his back soaked his underwear instantly.

Seeing that the monk didn't dare to move, Gui Bugui laughed again. He patted the monk on the shoulder. He continued: "Old man, I know that your master is not at ease here. When the two landlords stayed with Guangxiao in this Xinjue Temple for several years, maybe they will continue to hide here. But I really didn't expect the old man Yuan Chang's doll has started to accept disciples himself. I thought that he would be able to deceive your master, the monk Yuan Chang, but unexpectedly, only one disciple came here...;...;Tell me? ;…;”

At this time, the monk's connection was ashes, and his eyes stared fiercely at the Yicheng who was a little overwhelmed. After a long pause, he said to the Yicheng: "You are greedy for money, you have ruined my affairs!" When the last word was uttered, a fireball spewed out of the monk's mouth and hit the Yicheng. After the postmaster became a burning man, he wailed a few times before dying, and in a moment, a big living man was burned into coke.

When the monk starts, he doesn't mean to stop him or not. After Yi Cheng swallowed his breath, the old man smiled and said, "Has this breath come out? If it hasn't come out yet, I will give it to the old man. Come on, let me do this for the old man too."

"How dare the monk be disrespectful to the great alchemist who does not return, it is a sin, Namo Amitabha Buddha...;...;" The monk turned around, folded his hands and sang the Buddha's name respectfully, and continued: "The monk said: Yuan Chang, the master of the Hua Dynasty. Greetings to the great alchemist of returning home."

"Old guy, you have been in the middle of the night! Does this bald donkey have anything to say? Let Lao Tzu ask him if he speaks stubbornly, and let this monk even tell you his good name!" At this time , The back door of Xinjue Temple was kicked open by Er Lengzi Bai Wuqiu. The monster came over with staring eyes...;...;

Seeing the appearance of this black iron tower-like figure, Monk Daohua gave a wry smile, and then slowly turned around. Facing Guibugui, he said, "Don't work too hard, the great alchemist, I said it myself. The name of the monk is Daohua. Fifteen years ago, I worshipped my home teacher, Master Yuanchang, and devoted myself to practicing Buddhism. More than two months ago, The teacher called Dao Hua here.

Let the monk watch over the post, and the master is worried that his two enemies will come here to find Mr. Penghua Yin. If the enemies show up, let Daohua lead the master here. Unexpectedly, the two enemies have not yet arrived, but they have provoked you, the great alchemist of the return. "

After the monk Daohua finished speaking, Gui Bugui smiled at him and said, "Monk, before you finish your words, you want me to give to the old man? Tell me about Penghuayin, what happened to him? Damn, you don't know that monk, do you?"

"The death of Lord Peng has nothing to do with the monk. It was the work of the teacher." After the Taohua monk sighed slightly, the expression on his face suddenly became a little weird. After a pause, he continued: "You don't know, Master Guilao, but Master Peng and his tutor have long been in contact. The master promised to teach Master Peng the method of giving birth to children, and the premise was to ask him to find out the whereabouts of the two enemies .Because Master Peng left on his own. He didn't abide by the agreement with his tutor, so he had such a tragic death. This monk heard from his tutor, so there should be no falsehood."

"Penghua Yin is still making a fuss about this? This bastard!" After the monk Daohua finished speaking, Bai Wuqiu was already furious. He continued facing Gui Bugui: "Old guy, look at what kind of apprentices you accept! It's good to sit on the wall and accept two families...;...;No, old guy, tell me, did you already know something? already?"

Gui Wugui smiled and said, "Hua Yin's little care is all about his children. He has married so many wives for so many years. Do you think he's just talking for the sake of blowing lights at night? He lives in Shouchun City has been around for so many years, but there are some magic tricks. It was so easy to be driven away by a few muddy legs? This child also brought it on himself, thinking that this is not a big deal. I didn't even say a word to the old man.... ..”

After a few words, Guibugui sighed, and then said to the Taoist monk: "Your master, the monk Yuanchang, killed the old man and my disciple, tell me, what should my old man do? you?"