Nightwatcher Chapter 54: Q&A

Hengyuan frowned, feeling something wrong. From the time he reported his name, the expressions of the two gatekeepers were strange.

After passing it through, there was a hostility that seemed to seem like nothing.

"Thanks to lead the way!" Hengyuan lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes.

Led by the gatekeeper, he passed through the front yard and main building and arrived at the back yard.

Under the eaves, in the corridor, stood a middle-aged monk. He was dressed in an ascetic monk's clothing that was convenient for trekking. His face was round and his earlobes were thick.

He looked at Hengyuan blankly.

"Qinglong Temple Hengyuan?" Monk Jingchen looked at Hengyuan sharply.

"It is a poor monk."

Monk Hengyuan is also examining Jingchen. At this point, he has realized that this group of fellows from the Western Regions is hostile to himself.

Hengyuan doesn't know what this hostility is about. It is necessary to know that the two parties have not been in contact before.

"The monks don't slander!" Monk Jingchen said solemnly.

Hearing this sentence, Hengyuan’s most intuitive feeling is that the alarm sounded in his ear, not to lie, and to answer honestly.

"It is the poor monk." Hengyuan put his hands together and said calmly.

Monk Jingchen was silent.

He just used the power of the Lvr. He can confirm that the monk who claims to be Hengyuan has not lied, unless the other party is also the Lvr and can modify the precepts himself.

The question is coming. If this is Hengyuan, who is that just now?

What is his purpose?

Jing Chen reviewed the conversation carefully and found out with horror that the other party had come for Sangbo's sealed artifact.

In this case, the nature of the matter is not as simple as pretending to be Hengyuan. It is about the demon monk and he must treat it with caution.

"The monk would roar at the Buddhist lion. Even if he is not Hengyuan, he must be a Buddhist man........ This one in front of you, even if it is Hengyuan, his arrival is really just In order to visit, no other intentions?"

All kinds of thoughts flashed, Monk Jingchen immediately made a decision, pointed at Hengyuan, and shouted: "Take it!"

Immediately, two monks in cyan naves stepped forward and pressed Hengyuan's shoulders.

Boom!

Hengyuan's Qi machine was shaken, and the two monks flew out easily.

In the corridor, Monk Jingchen pinched his hands and chanted: "You can't move your body, your hands, or your mouth."

The voice fell, golden ripples like water ripples in the handprint, gently and firmly sweeping Hengyuan.

In an instant, Hengyuan seemed to be trapped in a mire, except that his mind was still running, his body had lost control.

"Boom boom boom..."

Hengyuan blew up air ripples around his body, like small fireworks.

He is fighting the precepts with brute force, trying to break out of the mud.

Jing Chen frowned. The monk who claimed to be Hengyuan was stronger than he expected. Can't help but shout: "Get it quickly!"

A few monks, a few mages and Zen masters rushed out of the room, the latter two had low combat effectiveness, and they had to rely on the monks to get people.

However, before the monks surrounded him, Hengyuan broke through the "precepts", dragged out the afterimage at a very fast speed, and rushed towards Monk Jingchen.

Hengyuan is angry and wants to teach this colleague from the west.

At this moment, a figure stood in front of Jingchen. It was a young Jingsi monk who was dressed in cyan navy and had beautiful eyes.

He looked calmly at Hengyuan who was coming, and patted a palm.

When the palm was first raised, there was no abnormality, but in the process, a little gold lacquer spread from the palm, quickly covering the palm and arms, and then the whole person was like a gold lacquer sculpture.

Dang!

Hengyuan’s palm was pushed against Hengyuan’s chest. The latter seemed to have been hit by a siege wood and flew out, breaking through the walls of the inner courtyard and through the walls of the main building.

The pawns in the inn were scared to death, hiding in the house shivering, afraid to come out.

As soon as these monks moved in, they worked with others. In a few days, wouldn't the inn be demolished?

"Ahem..."

In a cough with a dull pain, Monk Hengyuan walked out, staring at Jing Si without speaking.

Jing Chen said indifferently: "You stay at the inn, wait for Uncle Du Er to come back, I have something to ask you."

Hengyuan nodded: "Okay."

At the end of the word "good", he turned into a ghost again, and rushed over fiercely, but the goal was not Jingchen, but Jingsi.

Jing Si, whose body surface exudes a metallic texture, raised his hand again and slapped Hengyuan with a palm. Instead of shooting this time, Hengyuan intercepted his arm joints, and the big fist of the casserole continued to hit his face, saying " Dangdang" loud noise.

Jing Si, who was hit on the face, slammed Hengyuan away with a head hammer. After the two crackled and fought with each other for a dozen moves, Jing Si was countered again.

Hengyuan grabbed his wrist, snarled in a low voice, and slammed Jingsi to the ground with a shoulder throw.

Boom!

The blue bricks laid in the yard were blown into the sky instantly, and the ground cracked.

Hengyuan's knee pressed against Jingsi's throat, his right fist turned into an afterimage, and he smashed his head again and again.

Dangdangdangdang...like ringing a bell, sound and waves mixed with air waves, raging in every corner of the yard.

The tiles crackled and slipped, the flowerbeds exploded, and the willows broke........In an instant mess.

Jing Si has no ability to resist and can only bear the blow with her face.

"Enough!" Jingchen said solemnly.

Hengyuan stopped then, shaking his **** fists, staring coldly at Jing Si: "It's rough and thick."

At this point, the monk's violent temper was finally over.

Xu Qi'an has always misunderstood Hengyuan, thinking that the other party is a simple and gentle "Lu Zhishen". In fact, Hengyuan is a thug in this honest and simple coat.

People who are not violent, can't do the behavior of rushing to Ping Yuan Bo's house at night, killing others and going away.

It's just that in Hengyuan's mind, Mrs. Xu is a good person who is kind and generous. Such a good person deserves to be treated with gentleness.

After entering the inn, he was targeted everywhere and came with good intentions, but he encountered "sticks", not to mention too much fire. In such a raging situation, this little monk still came out and pretended to be forceful, as if he was Hengyuan a chicken, and he would fly away with just one palm.

It turned out to be just a little monk with thick skin.

.........

At the beginning of Shenshi, the early spring sun hung warmly to the west.

Master Du'e held a Zen stick in his hand and wore a golden red robe, and walked home. He paused at the entrance of the post station, then stepped out to the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard was in a mess, and the postmen stepped on the ladder to cover the roof with tiles. The monks rammed the cracked ground with sand.

The one who worked the hardest was a strange big bald head. Master Duer looked at it a few times and didn't speak.

Master Duer looks like a skinny old monk, with dark skin and wrinkles on his face. His skinny body is wrapped in a wide robe, which looks a bit funny.

"Uncle Master!"

Monk Jingchen came out of the house and talked in Western languages: "Something happened while you entered the palace..."

Tell the true and false history of Hengyuan to Master Duer in detail.

"Hengyuan has no power to fight back Jingsi?"

Master Duer turned his head and looked at Hengyuan, who was working hard.

"Yes," Jingchen nodded, and then added: "However, Junior Brother Jingsi was not injured. The Diamond Sutra is not something ordinary people can break."

There is pride in his tone.

Master Du'er did not express his position, and instead asked: "When the first Hengyuan talked with you, did he say about evil things? For example, he knew the roots and feet of evil things. Information."

Jing Chen recalled for a moment and shook his head: "He only said that the seal under Sangbo was related to Buddhism, and when telling the case, he said that he had seen the severed hand boarding on his junior brother Henghui.

"Uncle Master, this matter can actually be verified. Just call Hengyuan from outside to ask."

Due asked again: "He really didn't reveal the least bit of evil information to induce you to confide more inside information?"

Jing Chen shook his head: "No."

Master Du'er said with an "um": "I know who he is, now you go to call the guard's office and find the organizer Xu Qi'an. I have something to ask him."

.............

Xu Qi'an came out of the goulan, fluttering all over, feeling that his bones were crisp, and enjoying the horses and chickens while watching operas and listening to music, this kind of life is really happy.

In an hour, the girls in Goulan changed batch after batch, coming in with a smile, and going out with trembling hands.

"It's a pity that the girls in Goulan are selling seafood, not professional massage, and their level is still a bit poor. In this era, there are brothels, teaching workshops and Goulan, but there are no foot baths and massage shops. What a pity."

At this point, the value has been lost, and there is no need to go to the Yamen again. Xu Qi'an hired a carriage by the roadside and returned to Xu's mansion.

"Da Lang, you can count as coming back. Someone in the yamen is looking for you. After waiting for a long time in the house, I drank two pots of tea." The concierge Lao Zhang saw Da Lang came back and hurried to welcome him.

The yamen have something to look for me... Xu Qi'an thought for a moment, guessing that it was Western Buddhist monks looking for him.

Entering the living room, I saw an official in black sitting in a chair drinking tea, looking out frequently.

"Oh, Lord Xu, you can count back."

After countless looking around, I finally saw Xu Qi'an. This black-clothed official was overjoyed and said: "You won't come back again. After the curfew, I can only stay in your house."

"What's the matter." Xu Qi'an went straight to the subject.

"Not long ago, a Buddhist monk came to the Yamen to look for you. He didn't find him, so he went to see Wei Gong. Wei Gong sent me to wait for you at the house." The black-clothed official said.

It's just a monk, so Wei Yuan should be treated so seriously? What kind of a Westerner is he, I am dignified, and when can I stand up?

Xu Qi'an said blankly: "I know, I will see you later."

The black-clothed clerk breathed a sigh of relief and planned to leave. He suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "Wei Gong heard that you were wandering around recently, not waiting for dispatch or visiting the streets. He was very angry and said you three months. His salary is gone."

....... Now, Dad, I have something to discuss! Xu Qi'an's face froze.

Sending off the black clerks, Xu Qi'an remembered that his little mare had been left in the batman's yamen, so he ordered someone to take Xu Erlang's mount.

Xu Mansion has three horses, namely Xu Pingzhi and Xu Dalang Erlang's mounts. A carriage for female family members when they travel.

Xu Xinnian heard that his eldest brother was back, and he hurriedly came out of the study, and said anxiously: "Big brother, after you left today, those two suspicions are here again."

"What?" Xu Qi'an didn't react for a moment.

"A swordsman in a green shirt, a monk who is more like a butcher. They came uninvited, saying congratulations. Father said that the visitors were guests, so he invited them into the house for a drink."

Xu Xinnian frowned and said: "I always feel that they look at me with weird eyes."

Xu Qi'an remembered. When he saw Hengyuan in the afternoon, he seemed to have said that he had just come out of Xu Mansion for a drink.

"Erlang, don't care about these unknown people, you are Huiyuan now, and your eyes are on the higher sky." Xu Qi'an didn't know how to comfort the little brother, and patted him on the shoulder:

"Lend me your mount and return it to you tomorrow."

At this moment, the servants brought the horse from the back door. Hou was outside the door, and Xu Qi'an immediately flashed him.

When he came to Sanyang Station again, the setting sun was hanging to the west, and the evening sun was magnificent golden red.

"You........"

The two monks who guarded the gate knew that they had been deceived, and stared at Xu Qi'an with unkind expressions.

"The official Xu Qi'an is the organizer of the Sangbo case. Master Du'e called me to lead the way." Xu Qi'an smiled and passed the reins.

The two monks guarding the gate took a deep breath and suppressed their anger. One took the reins and the other made a "please" gesture.

As the gatekeeper enters the post and comes to the inner courtyard.

Here seems to have just fought........Hengyuan is also working here........Crimes and sins, I will definitely be a good person in the future.

He bowed his head with some guilty conscience, and instead of looking at Monk Hengyuan, he entered a room under the guidance of the gatekeeper.

There are three monks in the room. The one in the middle is sitting on the cave. He is a dark-skinned old monk. His face is covered with wrinkles and his skinny body can't support his loose robe. At first glance, it looks a little funny.

The left and right are Jingchen and Jingsi who have met.

Jingchen stared at Xu Qi'an with a bad look.

"Master Duer!" Xu Qi'an put his hands together and bowed.

The old monk returned the courtesy and said gently: "Why does Mr. Xu pretend to be a monk of Qinglong Temple Hengyuan?"

Xu Qi'an was serious and replied: "I want to figure out what is sealed under Sangbo."

The old monk squinted and looked at him silently. The calm and gentle gaze was like a human body scanner.

In front of this old monk, Xu Qi'an didn't dare to have any inner drama, converging his divergent thoughts, not letting himself think about it, and said:

"The Sangbo case was investigated by the official alone. I discovered that there are many secrets in it. The Yongzhen Shanhe Temple was built on a large formation, and evil things were sealed in the formation. The Yongzhen Shanhe Temple was blown up and the evil things got out of the trap. , The officer personally surveyed the water and found that the remaining stone pillars of the formation were engraved with Buddhist scriptures.

"In the beginning, I thought that the previous generation of supervisors was sealed under Sangbo, but as the case progressed, with the emergence of Henghui, it turned out that the seal under Sangbo was a severed hand.

"This official speculates from this that the severed hand is related to Buddhism. But whether it is Jianzheng or the royal family, it is very secretive.

"I, Xu Qi'an, repeatedly cracked major cases in Beijing, and there is no case that I can't find out. But this question is like a throat, which makes me sleepless at night, not thinking about tea and food."

Master Du'er nodded slowly: "That's why there was the temptation before?"

"Exactly!" Xu Qi'an said.

This remark had already been thought of when he pretended to be Hengyuan. He disguised himself as a "madman" who was persistent in solving crimes, and he was worried about the origin of his severed hand and the secrets hidden behind him.

So after the delegation of the Western Regions entered Beijing, the fake Hengyuan came here to try.

There is nothing wrong with his temptation. All questions are limited to the point. He didn't actively disclose any information about the gods and monks, and fully played the role of an organizer who knew only one thing and did not know the other.

Master Du'er smiled and said: "Master Xu wants to know information about evil things?"

Xu Qi'an was overjoyed and showed his thirst for knowledge appropriately: "The master is willing to tell it?"

The skinny old monk smiled and said: "It's all right, but you have to enter my Buddhism and become a disciple of the poor monk."

Gun Duzi...Xu Qi'an twitched his cheeks and shook his head to refuse: "This official cultivates martial arts, so he can no longer cultivate Buddhism."

Master Du'e seems to have known this kind of reply a long time ago, and he does not hesitate to say: "You can transfer to a monk."

You can transfer to a monk....The monk and the martial artist are indeed the same by different routes. My guess is correct. The monk system in Buddhism was prepared for "outer disciples."

A guess that Xu Qi'an held in his heart for a long time was confirmed.

What is the next rank of the eighth rank monk? !

"Can I marry a wife and have children?" he asked.

"Although monks do not need to observe the precepts~IndoMTL.com~, they cannot marry wives and have children. This has nothing to do with practice, but Buddhism rules." Master Duer shook his head:

"When you enter Buddhism, you are a monk, and so is a monk. How can you become a monk if you are a monk."

Xu Qi'an looked regretful: "I yearn for Buddhism very much. However, the nine generations of the family have a single pass, hey...It seems that I have no relationship with Buddhism, it is a great regret in my life."

Master Du'er was a little happy, but he didn't expect Xu Qi'an to be so friendly to Buddhism.

"Master Xu has anything to ask in the future, even if you come to the inn to ask, the poor monk will tell you if you can. Don't pretend to be a Buddhist disciple."

"This official knows what was wrong."

Due nodded, and ordered Jingsi to give away.

Wait for Jingsi to send Xu Qi'an away and return to the room. Master Duer said in a deep voice, "Call Hengyuan into the house."

"Yes!"

Jing Chen went out and called for someone.

Russia, the dusty Hengyuan returned with Jingchen, Master Du'e smiled and said: "Pan Shu called me uncle master, you are his disciple, then call my uncle master."

Actually, the Buddhist Gate of the Western Regions and the Qinglong Temple have no relationship in seniority. Before, the clean dust was out of courtesy, and was commensurate with Xu Qi'an as a brother.

"Uncle Master." Hengyuan folded his hands together.

Master Du'er nodded and asked: "Listen to Jingchen, that silver gong Xu Qi'an claims to be in a relationship with you?"

Hengyuan replied: "Yes."

"The previous misunderstandings were all caused by this. Have you ever complained in your heart?" Master Duer stared at Hengyuan.

"No matter what Mr. Xu does, his disciples can be tolerant and understanding." Hengyuan said.

He owes No. 3 and two lives, and Xu Qi'an one life, these are great kindnesses.

Due nodded again: "What kind of person is he."

PS: Change first and then change, there seems to be 4D today.