Jinguang Temple is located in the northwest direction of Jiangzhou, out of the north city gate west into more than 30 miles, you can see the snow-capped mountains continuously, among which the most majestic and magnificent Fo'an Peak, the red-walled temple has stood in the wind and snow for thousands of years.

Jiangzhou is known as the first dangerous place in Shenggu, the road is rugged and difficult to travel, there is no need to repeat it, if you want to go on the Fo'an Peak, you must first detour across a hundred zhang wide river that branches out of the North Sea, fortunately, now there is an iron suspension bridge over the river - Iron Horse Flying Bridge.

It is rumored that a long time ago, when Jiangzhou was still called the country of sunset, this temple already existed, when the country of sunset was destroyed, the Jinguang Temple opened the door of goodness, purified all beings, and relieved the suffering people in the war, despite the long distance, the mountain road was treacherous, it was still the peak of incense, even if it was snowing heavily, there was always a string of footprints on the mountain in the deep snow.

Later, the country was destroyed, and the lord of the country was killed at night, and Jiangfu invited the first organ division of Shenggu Shenzhou to build 7749 feng shui treasures to set up altars to bless the luck of Jiangzhou, and there were countless traps, in addition, this "iron horse flying bridge" was also built.

The Iron Horse Flying Bridge is 300 zhang long, built with 36 iron cables and 108 pillars supporting the sky, and the effort and funds spent on this bridge alone far exceed that of Jiangfu Xinglou. Each chain is smelted with incomparably precious cold mountain iron, and the snow does not stick, and the sand rust does not rot.

One end of the whole flying bridge connects to the top of a high mountain, and the other end sits directly on the top of Fo'an Peak, as long as you walk up to the top of the high mountain and walk across the flying bridge, you can come directly to the temple courtyard.

And there is no other reason for Jiangfu to build this convenient bridge, but I just want to make it safer and more convenient for Si Xueyi, the mother who had just passed the door, to worship the Buddha and burn incense, chant sutras and make vows. Continuing to this day, it has become the only way for ordinary people to burn incense and worship Buddha.

However, when the sky was dusk, outside the Jinguang Temple, in front of the Iron Horse Flying Bridge, there was a hissing of pain, and the killing was chaotic.

But hear the sound of a sword slashing!

The Iron Horse Flybridge, broken!

"Protect my mother!"

The incense burner in the temple was cut into two sections, and the corpses were scattered, there were killers dressed in white, incense owners who petitioned for incense, monks who recited scriptures, and more of them still had to count the black armor guards of Jiangfu. The blood flowed like a river, and the jingo sounded.

A group of guards guarded in front of the door of the inner courtyard, and in the Buddha hall, Si Xueyi stood still, calmly kneeling in front of the Buddha, clasping his hands together, chanting with his chin headed, and surpassing the souls of the dead outside the courtyard.

There are dozens of monks in the hall, sitting on the futon as usual, chanting in unison, these monks are all practicing monks, they are not practicing the Tao, but the mind, they have long regarded life and death indifferently, the world ups and downs, floating

Heavy, like a bright lamp and candle in front of the Buddha, leisurely and panicked, comfortable in the world.

"Mother, who are those people outside?" Ruoruo asked, kneeling down to the side and looking up.

Si Xueyi smiled lightly: "If you are afraid?"

"If you are not afraid. The little girl smiled sweetly, as if to show off, "When I am with Brother Hua, there are many such things." ”

"My poor child......" Si Xueyi held her in her arms, her eyebrows full of distress.

"Mother, why aren't you afraid?" the little girl asked again.

Si Xueyi still chuckled: "I used to be afraid, but like Ruoruo, I won't be afraid when I get used to it." In the past, there were always people who wanted to kill their mothers, but in the end, ......"

In the end, it didn't work. Xiao Ruoruo smiled, "If you understand, there is also a 'Brother Hua' next to my mother!"

"Called Hua ......" Si Xueyi was slightly distracted and smiled gracefully: "It's almost ......"

Having said that, but in the past, Si Xueyi was supported by a strong person like a frequent fisherman, this time he thought that it was to go to the Buddha Gate to offer incense, and it was not appropriate to bring people with excessive murderous aura, and he ignored Jiang Tiandao's hard persuasion, and insisted on bringing only a few ordinary guards, and it was unpredictable whether the result today would be a blessing or a curse.

The little girl knelt for a while, and she couldn't stand the boredom: "Mother, I want to go to the backyard to have a look, is it okay?"

Si Xueyi hesitated slightly, and said with a smile: "You are only allowed to play in the backyard, but you are not allowed to go far." ”

"Hmm. The little girl nodded excitedly and ran to the backyard. Si Xueyi's eyes signaled slightly, and the last two guards behind him also followed.

In the backyard of Jinguang Temple, there are one hundred and eight golden Buddha statues of Arhats, each of which is as big as an ordinary person, with different shapes and golden light.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a four-cornered square tripod, with three half-person-high incense sticks.

The little girl's eyes were full of curiosity, shaking her head, blinking her long eyelashes back and forth, looking at this for a while, touching that for a while, and having fun.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a white-clothed killer figure appeared in the courtyard, holding the Cold Blade Cold Water Sword in his hand, and rushed straight towards her!

The little girl was so frightened that she didn't move, and her breath trembled.

At the last moment, the white-clothed killer had already jumped over her head, and his edge was exposed, only to hear the clang, and the sword had been returned to its sheath!

- There are two more bodies of Jiangfu black-armored guards on the ground.

The white-clothed killer turned around, and a pair of black eyes stared coldly at her face, as if the death sentence had been announced, but he didn't move

Hand.

Ruoruo stepped back step by step in fear, the pink and white smoke and water robe rubbed against the stone statue, his body was clumsy, and he was about to fall down several times, but at some point, his body was unconsciously covered with dust.

Suddenly, her backward steps stopped, and she hit a soft object, and when she looked back, a young man of twenty-three or fourteen years old was standing in front of her.

He was dressed in a corset robe as black as ink, his facial features were as hard and distinct as carving, his nose was high, his lips were moderately thick and smiling with a dizzying smile at all times, and his long black hair was pouring down, and he was unrestrained. It gives a delicate and clean feeling.

In the palm of his hand, he was playing with a flawless hollow white jade with the thickness of his thumb, but at this moment, his eyes were all on her, and even his favorite white jade was beaten into the cold palace.

"You...... Who are you?" the little girl was surprisingly no longer afraid, and blurted out.

"Me?" he curled the corners of his mouth, "wait a minute......

In the little girl's puzzled eyes, he walked slowly step by step, and came to the white-clothed killer, a hand casually on his shoulder, with a disappointed expression on his face.

He put away the white jade that was being rubbed, bent down and picked up a damp wooden branch from the snow at random, sighed long, spread out his hands and said lightly:

"My order was clear, I said protect her, I didn't say I wanted to hurt her. Protection...... Hurt, Hurt...... Protect, do these two words sound so similar?"

"Subordinate...... The subordinates just wanted to kill the two guards. The white-clothed killer was so nervous that his Adam's apple shook and swallowed his saliva, and he was dripping in a cold sweat.

"Oh, I see, that's a good reason......" He smiled hideously, his white teeth looking cruel and cold:

"But you scared her!"

Burst!

When he sneered, the wooden branch stabbed into the eyes of the white-clothed killer, smashed his head, he waved his arm continuously, inserted it more than ten times, stirred until the flesh and blood were blurred, half of his head was sunken, and the wooden branch ran through the back of his head!

The white clothes finally fell to the ground as if they were freed, and the dead could no longer die.

"Grass! my robe!"

Only then did he notice the blood stains on the black robe, cursed in a low voice and kicked the corpse a few times, before he looked up to the sky and breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned around and looked at Ruoruo again, his eyes were red for no reason, two points of crystal sparkle accumulated in the wind, his eyes had poured all their tenderness, and he smiled silly:

"Remember, my name is Xiao Zongheng, Xiao of depression, and Zongheng of no road. ”

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