"Xi'an, ancient Chang'an, is the capital of dozens of feudal dynasties, located in the middle of the Guanzhong Plain, north of the Wei River, south of the Qinling Mountains, in ancient times there was a saying that eight waters moistened Chang'an. Xi'an has many historical buildings and historical sites, and there are two and six heritage sites included in the World Heritage List, namely: the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang and the Terracotta Warriors, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, the Small Wild Goose Pagoda, the ruins of the Daming Palace in Chang'an City of Tang Dynasty, the ruins of Weiyang Palace in Chang'an City of Han Dynasty, and the Xingjiao Temple Tower. In addition, Xi'an City Wall, Bell and Drum Tower, Huaqing Pond, Zhongnan Mountain, Tang Furong Garden, Shaanxi History Museum, Forest of Steles and other scenic spots ......"

On the slowly moving tour bus, the tour guide is giving a brief introduction to the tourists.

The man sitting in the first row wore a black cap on his head, the brim of his hat was pressed low, and the whole person was hunched and his head bowed, so that the whole car did not see what he looked like.

"Tour guide, are we going to Xiangji Temple?" the man asked in a low voice in a hoarse voice.

The tour guide also felt sudden, and for a long time there was no tourist who took the initiative to talk to her, the tour guide was actually familiar with this tour route, but she still pretended to look up the description of the tour, and pointed to the strange man and said: "Sir, you see that there is no Xiangji Temple in our tour place, I'm really sorry." ”

The man was stunned for a few seconds, like a machine that was stuck in the shell, he directly grabbed the wrist of the tour guide, which frightened the tour guide and struggled to shout: "What are you doing, what are you going to do!"

The tour guide accidentally lifted the black cap on the man's head with one hand.

Everyone was a little stunned when they saw that the man was not only not born and as extremely obscene as they imagined, but was handsome.

The aunt on the side said: "What a good young man, how can he be a bad person, there must be something." ”

As if she was about to cry, the tour guide stared at the man with teary eyes and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The man's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were cold, and he said, "I just wanted to get out of the car." ”

"Then, don't think that you can do something to others if you are handsome. A middle-aged fat man got up and called, he had already fallen into it at the first sight of the tour guide, and now he thought it was a good opportunity for him to stand out.

The tour guide calmed down her heart and said, "Sir, it's on the highway now, and it's impossible to get you off the bus." “

The man showed a strange expression, as if he was smiling, but his expression was still cold as if there was no trace of emotion, he opened his mouth and asked, "You all see my face clearly, right?"

The middle-aged fat man called out on the spot: "Who do you think you are, what's wrong with seeing your face, just because you are a big star." “

The man smiled dismally, picked up the black cap from the ground and put it on his head, he lit a cigarette from his breast pocket, took a deep breath, and laughed a few times in a hoarse voice, and his eyes were full of despair and murder.

Only the guide lady closest to him immediately sensed that something was wrong......

Flying blood splashed on the windows and curtains, and mutilated bodies were scattered all over the car, and the seats were covered in blood. Many people saw this scene, and when they were afraid, they did not even cry out, and passed away forever.

The tour guide's heart almost collapsed, what kind of murder method is this? Is this still human?

"You, you, why?"

The man threw the cigarette butt in his hand at his feet, stepped on it gently, walked to the tour guide and smiled softly, extremely plain and relaxed, as if killing so many people did not touch his heart much.

"Because you see me. ”

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Xi'an Cable, Xi'an Broadcasting...... The following is an emergency traffic case for you, a bus from Longxi to Xi'an suddenly exploded, the road has been completely blocked, it is reported that no one survived the accident. See the detailed report below.

Officer Chu stopped the radio in the police car and asked, "Old Long, why did you report it like this?"

Long Pingping frowned, he knew that according to the forensic doctor's investigation at the scene, the passengers in the car were all dead under a sharp hidden weapon, and it was not a car accident at all.

"Do you want to say that I will report it truthfully? All the people in a car are dead, they died at the hands of a master, and the master did not leave a single clue, don't you know about the chaos, now is a special period, Chu Zhi asked, do you want to cause panic?"

Chu Zhiwen shook his head, reached out and took the cigarette handed over by Long Pingping, put it in his mouth, and asked with some concern: "Old Long, do you say that this kind of person did it?"

Long Pingping sat in the car and took a deep breath of cigarette, his expression relaxed slightly, and returned: "The secrets of this world are not something that ordinary people like us can speculate, we just need to do a good job in the moment, which is also one of the reasons for concealing the secret of the case." “

"The families of the victims, what are you going to do? I've already investigated, after all, it's death and this unwarranted disaster, and I'll give a good explanation in general. ”

Long Pingping nodded, perhaps most people hadn't noticed that everything about them was being subtly changed from the moment the rebellion in the capital began to end.

"I have handed over the aftermath of the victims' families to Tu Mingming. ”

Chu Zhiwen nodded, that's fine.

Looking at the clear blue sky, the two sat in the car, the other leaned against the car door, smoking silently, the red dots on the cigarette butts flashed and went out, accompanied by a burst of smoke rising, which looked so harmonious in the sunset.

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Late at night quietly coming, Xi'an Xiangji Temple is brightly lit, people come and go, there are tourists by locals, incense is very vigorous.

Xiangji Temple, as one of the "Eight Sects of Buddhism", the ancestral court of the "Pure Land Sect", one of the famous Fanchuan Eight Temples in the Tang Dynasty, has been practiced in the temple by senior monks in all dynasties, and its heritage is also very profound.

In the inner courtyard of the temple, in an ancient building, an old monk is meditating on a futon.

There are no modern facilities in this house, not even electric lights, only some quaint daily life utensils, the most conspicuous is the green lantern next to the old monk's futon, this lamp looks like it has been very old, about one meter high, slender and long, it should be a bronze object, the faint fire light from the green lamp illuminates the whole room, the old monk meditates peacefully, and the treasure is solemn.

There was a sudden slight noise on the roof of the temple, and the man with the black cap came to the door of the old monk, and when he saw the light lit inside, he hesitated.

Suddenly, the old monk who was meditating inside opened his eyes, and he said, "Come in, since you have arrived, come in and sit." ”

The man was a little surprised, did this old monk know that I was going to come tonight and deliberately wait for me inside, it is said that the old monk of this Xiangji Temple is a high-ranking monk, if I want to escape now, can I succeed?

After thousands of years, the wooden door was slowly pushed open, and the man stood at the door and looked at everything in the extremely simple room, looking at the old monk sitting under the green lamp, and for a moment wanted to repent of what he had done. For the first time, the man felt a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart when he looked at the kind old monk.

The old monk smiled, pointed to a low stool in front of him, and said, "Sit down." ”

For some reason, the man didn't have any defense in his heart, and sat directly on the position of the old monk's finger.

The old monk smiled slightly, and said: "The poor monk's Dharma number is empty, and when I see the donor, I suddenly have two thoughts about the donor in my heart, can you speak up?"

The man replied: "It doesn't hurt to be straight. ”

The old monk said: "When the poor monk saw the donor, he figured out how such a tragic car accident could happen for no reason, and the life of the person in the car should have been taken by the donor." “

When the man first heard the old monk's judgment, he only heard the creep in his heart, how did he know that the two places were far apart.

The old monk smiled and returned: "Seeing the expression of the donor, the poor monk already has the answer in his heart, and there is no need to say that the donor is willing to speak." “

"Something else, the donor came for the key?"

The man nodded, and at this time he still had a trace of awe for the old monk in his heart.

The green light flickered, and the old monk frowned, and said lightly: "The key is no longer in the temple." ”

The man asked in disbelief, "Not here, where?"

The old monk stared at the man with his eyes firmly and asked, "Doesn't the donor believe in the old monk?"

The man shook his head, he knew in his heart that if he moved his hands here, not to mention the other masters in the temple, even the unfathomable old monk in front of him would be far from being able to defeat.

The man bowed to the old monk very politely and said, "Thank you for your advice, and the juniors will leave." ”

After the man left, a monk who was slightly younger than Jikong walked out from the other direction of the room.

The old monk smiled gently, looked at him and said, "Lonely Mountain, you are here." ”

The monk of Shanshan was very respectful to the monk of Jikong, saluted, stood aside respectfully and asked, "Master, you told him the news like this." ”

The old monk asked rhetorically, "I have already told him, old monk, how is it?"

Shanshan asked with some concern: "Master, you also know about the rebellion in the capital, and it is very likely that this person's purpose is to have a rebellion in Xi'an." ”

The old monk smiled generously: "I know everything for teachers." ”

"And why are you?"

The old monk looked at Lonely Mountain and said, "Do you say that the power of one person can create a chaos that shocks the world?"

"No, I can't. You're saying there are other forces?"

"Although Ducheng is also a famous city, it is weaker than Xi'an. There are many forces in Xi'an, if we can find the hidden forces behind it from the little benefactor just now. As long as the various forces in Xi'an are combined, the scene of Ducheng will not be staged. The old monk said several times.

There is still a trace of uneasiness in Shanshan's heart, the key is related to the evil thing, it was transferred from the temple to protect its integrity, and now the key has leaked out, once the evil thing is born, it will be a shocking catastrophe. But the master did so, and he had no choice but to do so.