Nightfall Chapter 58: Whispers in front of the temple

Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 58 Whispers in front of the Palace

The hand in the car window only appeared in Ning Que’s sight for a short time, but it was enough for him to see certain characteristics of the hand: long and stable fingers, soft and wide palms, and There are those thin cocoons.

This is a hand suitable for holding a sword, and those thin calluses seem to prove that this hand often holds the hilt. Ordinary swordsmen in the practice world all use flying swords, with the exception of one sect. Coincidentally, that famous sect is located in the Southern Jin Dynasty and is the sword pavilion created by the sword sage Liu Bai.

Because of these inferences, Ning Que vaguely guessed the origin of the hand, so the expression on his face seemed extremely regrettable, but in fact he was secretly wary.

A voice sounded from the luxurious carriage, which must have been from the owner of that hand. This person's voice was calm and gentle, representing that the young man apologized to Ning Que.

Listening to the other party’s apology and observing the calmness of the man’s voice, Ning Que’s expression remained unchanged, but he was a little shocked. Although he guessed that the other party was from the sword pavilion, he did not expect that the other party was actually a confidant. The strong man in the realm, and what he finds even more difficult to understand is that a strong man in the realm of fate can be so weak.

The strong sword pavilion in the carriage apologized with a sincere attitude and a gentle tone. Ning Que felt the kindness and sincerity that the other party wanted to convey, especially after confirming the identity of the other party's fateful powerhouse, this kind of goodwill and sincerity In a very short period of time, it has increased many times.

In Lankegu Temple, the sick Sangsang needed treatment from a Buddhist monk. Ning Que didn't even think about making things messy. Seeing that the other party apologized so sincerely, he waved to give up.

In the carriage was quiet for a while, and the sincere and kind voice of the strong sword pavilion resounded again: "My son is indeed abrupt and impolite, but since my friend, you are here to worship Buddha, it is a good thing to be distracted and sincere."

This piece of advice, although it is also a kind, reveals a bit of instruction. Ning Que thought, after all, that person is a strong fate, and he was not surprised by the tone of the other party’s words. He shook his head and said, "You worshiped Haotian in the Southern Jin Dynasty, but you came to worship Buddha. How happy I am, I am the same. I have never worshiped the Buddha before when there was no problem. Now I come to worship again when there is a problem. No matter how pious and respectful, the Buddha will not believe me. In that case, why bother about attitude."

The strong sword pavilion sighed in the car, seemingly regretful to hear Ning Que's answer, saying goodbye, and several carriages slowly marched towards the side hall in the east.

The Yulan Festival is a great event in the world. I don’t know how many big people will gather at Kesi this autumn. Especially in a few days, if you walk around, you may encounter a famous person in the spiritual world. So Ning Que is very Encounter didn't care too much, even if he had already guessed the true identity of the young boy.

The autumn rain is getting worse and falling on the surface of the **** umbrella. Although the surface of the umbrella has not penetrated to wet the two of them, the temperature in the temple has become lower and lower. Ning Que took Sangsang’s hand and prepared Go back to the other yard to rest.

Before leaving, he glanced at the top of Mount Wa in the distance.

The stone statue of the Buddha was there, watching the world under the mountain quietly, his face wet by the rain, appearing more compassionate and compassionate, as if he was sympathizing with those trapped in the net of birth, old age, sickness and death.

"If it is true as the Buddha said, there is a so-called causal cycle in the world, then I have done a lot of evil things in my life, and I must not get any good results, but I have always been very careful not to get too much of Sangsang’s hands. Blood, I really tried my best, so even if there is retribution, it can only be done on me, not her.'

Ning Que looked at the Buddha statue in the autumn rain and prayed reverently.

"If you insist on angering her for my evil deeds, or even let her leave, I will destroy your largest stone statue in the world, burn the Lanke Temple and the Moon Wheel 72 Temple, and kill the world. Monk, destroy your Buddhism."

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Several luxurious carriages from the Southern Jin Dynasty parked quietly in front of a side hall of Lanke Temple. Several middle-aged men with sharp eyes stared indifferently around, protecting the owner of the hall, and a few others. People who looked like officials who were attending, sheltered from the rain under the corridor in front of the temple, but did not enter the temple.

The side temple of the Buddhist temple in the rain is getting darker and darker. There are more than ten stone statues enshrined in the temple, exuding a faint cold light. These statues may laugh or be sad, with bare hands in the air, or close Even spread out, with different movements, revealing a wonderful sense of beauty and solemnity.

A middle-aged man in Tsing Yi stopped and watched in front of these stone statues. His hands behind him were slender and stable. It was the strong sword pavilion who made a sound in the car before.

Looking at these stone statues, he said with emotion: “Lanke Temple, Moon Wheel White Pagoda Temple, and Wanyan Pagoda Temple in Chang’an City all enshrine these stone statues. It is said that there is Su Hui People of, can see the true meaning of Buddhism mudra from these stone statues. Unfortunately, I can only feel the existence of wisdom, but I can’t realize it."

The side hall was quiet. The former Nanjin noble son who had spoken out against Ning Que had a very ugly face. Although he could not say anything to this strong sword pavilion, he could not control his emotions and was very dissatisfied with this person. Previously apologized to Ning Que for himself, which made himself feel extremely humiliated.

The middle-aged man looked at the sullen face of the noble son, sighed in his heart, and comforted him: "There is a hidden dragon and a tiger in the spiritual world, not to mention the Lan Ke Temple held the Yulan Festival meeting, those strange people who rarely set foot in the world Maybe it will happen too. Although I am not afraid of the Southern Jin Dynasty, why bother to cause these troubles?"

As the noble son visited Lanke Temple, there was also a gray-haired old man. Looking at the old man’s rickety appearance, he should be just an ordinary person, with a strange chessboard under his arm, with a very cold and arrogant expression on his face. .

This old man is a national player in the Southern Jin Dynasty, and has the title of Chess Master. In this life, he is rarely defeated on the chessboard, and there is no restriction on entering and leaving the palace. Therefore, he has developed a proud temperament, thinking about his identity. People, would they still be afraid of trouble, and said displeased: "Mr. Cheng is Master Sword Master’s junior, is he still afraid of these little troubles? And the accent of the young man with the black umbrella was actually a Chinese accent. Should not back off."

This is what the young noble son thought. He looked at the middle-aged man and wanted to hear how he explained.

The middle-aged man's surname is Cheng, Ziqing, and he is one of the most powerful people in Jiange. He naturally doesn't care about the attitude of the old man. Even if he doesn’t see the young man’s eyes, he calmly explained: "Master Qishan is right. I have a great favor in the Southern Jin Dynasty. If you really make trouble in Lanke Temple, neither brother nor your majesty will be happy."

His majesty is naturally the emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and his senior brother is naturally the sword sage Liu Bai. At this time, Cheng Ziqing invited these two mountains out, and the side hall immediately returned to silence, no one dared to object.

Cheng Ziqing walked out of the side hall and found a young Southern Jin official who was sheltering from the rain under the corridor. He motioned with his eyes to follow him to a secluded place, looked at the pale face of the young official, and asked. : "Is it him?"

The young official's surname was Xie Ming Chengyun, who was the third son of Xie in the Southern Jin Dynasty who was quite famous in the academy. Later in the exam on the second floor of the academy, as Ning Que finally succeeded in reaching the top, this Xie San The son left the academy sadly and returned to the Southern Jin Dynasty. Relying on his reputation as a young man to explore the flowers, he did not take a long time to have his own position in the Southern Jin court. This year, he was appointed by the Emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty as a close official of the Crown Prince. .

Listening to Cheng Ziqing's questioning, Xie Chengyun nodded with a complicated expression.

Cheng Ziqing was silent.

In fact, when he saw the **** umbrella before and saw the young man and woman under the umbrella, he faintly guessed the identity of the other party. When the young man showed an indifferent attitude towards Buddhism, he knew My guess fell on the ground, and I understood that it was the right choice to apologize in place of His Highness.

If you let His Royal Highness know who the young man is under the **** umbrella, he will definitely not let it go. Today Lanke Temple will definitely make a big event, and even if he is already in the realm of life, he is unwilling to fight with that young man. Disputes, although he is not afraid of the other party, he does not want to offend the other party and the powerful and invincible teacher behind him.

Cheng Ziqing pondered for a while, looked at him and said: "Tomorrow Master Qishan opens the room, Ning Que will definitely appear, so you have to stare at Your Highness, even if your Highness knows Ning Que's identity, you can't let him Get angry."

Xie Chengyun understood what Cheng Ziqing was worried about, and after a little hesitation, he responded.

It's just been half a year since he has been an official of the royal palace. He knows very well what kind of temperament the prince who will assist his life, and naturally knows how difficult it is to keep his highness from getting angry.

Suddenly he thought of a certain possibility, looked at Cheng Ziqing's face, forcibly mustered up the courage, and said softly: "I heard that Master Sword Master’s brother was blinded by that person?"

Cheng Ziqing’s eyes became colder, watching Xie Chengyun’s cold voice and said, “I know you used to be a classmate with that person for a while in the academy, and I also know that for you who have been famous since childhood, Seeing that the former classmate has now climbed to the pinnacle of the world, leaving yourself far behind invisible, what a painful thing, but in the face of this situation, you may diligently increase your cultivation level, or Simply give up the thought of comparing with that person, any other means, except to make you more painful, has no meaning."

"Don't think about killing people with the sword, let alone killing people with the sword of Jiange."

Cheng Zhiqing thought about the head in the ancient pool of the sword pavilion. His eyes had been blinded all day, and he had been practicing swords in the dark room all day, and said with a cold voice, "Because the thing I hate most in the sword pavilion is being borrowed by others. "

He is talking about the former ruling priest of Xiling Temple. Through the important figure buried in the sword pavilion by the ruling division, he lent Chao Xiaoshu's sword to Liu Yiqing in an attempt to provoke a war between the sword pavilion and the academy.

The end of that incident was that Liu Yiqing was blinded by Ning Que and was sent back to Jiange after a few months. The sword sage Liu Bai drew a paper sword and loaned it to Ye Hongyu. Killed on the Moyu God Seat.

Xie Chengyun only knows that the younger brother of Juggernaut and Ning Que once had a battle that shocked Chang'an at the side entrance of the academy, but he didn't know the secrets of the spiritual world behind this incident.

He suddenly felt that Mr. Cheng's gaze had turned into the two sharpest swords, his eyes felt a sharp pain, he bowed his head in fear and pain, and he didn't dare to say more.

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(Run desperately, finally rushed back home in the afternoon, and then worked hard. Today is the first chapter, and there are two more chapters. Keep writing the next chapter and try to come out before 9:30.)

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