The shouts of selling breakfast gradually faded away, and in the secluded streets and alleys around Jiangning Weaving Mansion, Hongzhen saw several young monks coming out of the alley with blankets on their backs through the cracks in the door.

These few people seem to be from the Fufeng Famen Temple, looking at their dress, plus the hurried appearance, Hongzhen feels more and more that what he heard just now is not groundless.

Hongzhen turned his head to look at the inner room, and several of the senior brothers were still asleep—he often thought that his Yuanfa supernatural powers were too vigilant, so that he couldn't even sleep well.

Turning his eyes, he looked out of the crack in the door again, but saw that among the several monks and friends of Famen Temple, someone glanced at the crack in the door here, Hongzhen was suddenly shocked, and his heart must have been seen - looking at him, most of them were a heavenly eye.

Hongzhen took a step back, shook his head and scolded himself, why should he be so weak-hearted, and then hesitated slightly, then pushed the door and walked out, just facing a few monks and friends from Famen Temple.

"Senior brothers, are you going to go far away?" he deliberately pretended not to know anything.

The monks of the Fufeng Famen Temple were a little caught off guard by his question, and one of them hurriedly smiled and covered up: "Take advantage of the fact that it is still early, go out and make a fortune." ”

"Oh...... Turning into a fate......" Hongzhen smiled and nodded, and said in his heart that he had been here for so many days, and he hadn't seen you walking around, but he was going to turn into a fate early this morning, how could there be such a coincidental thing in this world.

Most of these monks and friends also have the fate of the Fa and hear something they shouldn't have heard.

Apparently unwilling to entangle with him, these men joined together, sang the Buddha's name, and went out into the street.

Hongzhen was about to retreat into the house, only to see a few more figures at the end of the alley, and when he looked at it, he was dressed as a monk again, and he was also going to go out.

This time, he didn't bother to distinguish again, so he hurriedly entered the house and closed the courtyard door. After pacing back and forth in the courtyard a few times, Hongzhen gritted his teeth, ran and knocked on Senior Brother Hongying's door, and said softly, "Senior Brother, are you awake?"

In fact, he didn't have to ask at all, Senior Brother Hongying was naturally still asleep, just listening to his smooth and even breathing and breathing sound, you can know - it's just that even the monks who are connected to the law and the ears are not willing to be guarded against everywhere because of their supernatural powers, so Hongzhen has long been accustomed to deliberately pretending to be stupid.

Senior Brother Hongying's exhalation stopped, and then he took a deep breath, then rubbed his eyes and rubbed his burlap pillow when he turned his head......

"Is it Senior Brother Hongzhen?"

"Alas. Hongzhen agreed softly, and then heard the senior brother lift the quilt, put on the monk's robe, put on shoes, footsteps, two feet one light and one heavy, the left foot is light, the right foot is heavy, this is the unique footsteps of Brother Hongying, as long as it is within five zhang, Hongzhen can recognize it.

"What's the matter?" Hiroo opened the door, his face still sleepy.

This senior brother is about twenty-six or seven, looks majestic, is the earliest monk in the younger generation of Bianjing Huguo Temple, the fate of the law is clear, this time the Huguo Temple sent six people to Jiangning, headed by him.

And Hongzhen is only nineteen, born thin and small, and Jiang Ning of Huguo Temple is the youngest.

"Senior brother, I'd better go in and tell you. ”

Hongying's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he probably realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly welcomed the little junior brother into the house.

After Hongzhen will explain the conversations he heard this morning, Hongying's expression became more serious.

"Are you sure you heard me right?" asked Hiroshi, in a deep voice.

"Senior brother, before I came over, I saw several monks and friends from Famen Temple go out with their blankets on their backs. Hongzhen leaned closer, muffling his voice very low.

"So, some of them heard it?" Hongying muttered, "Could it be that those Confucian scholars deliberately said it to us?"

"It's also possible. Hongzhen nodded, then leaned into his brother's ear and whispered, "But do you remember the strange thing that happened in the temple in October last year?"

Hongying's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he naturally knew what his junior brother was talking about.

In October last year, Huguo Temple suddenly closed the temple for 10 days for no reason, refused to accept pilgrims, said that it was to renovate the temple, and several high-ranking monks in the temple who did not show up all the year round also suddenly went down the mountain.

"Kunlun Void ......" Hongying frowned, as if he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"Senior brother, why don't we go too?" and bring this news back quickly?" Hongzhen asked tentatively.

"Senior Brother Hongzhen, our Huguo Temple, after all, is different from ordinary temples. Hongying shook his head, suddenly got up and cleaned up his clothes, and then went outside the house: "Go, you go with me." ”

After following him to the door, Hongzhen couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, where are you going?"

"Go and see the political envoy of Jianghuai Daobu......" Hongying replied without looking back.

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February of the third year of Longxing was an extremely busy month for Qian Wenzhao, the political envoy of Jianghuai Province, and as the month-by-month meeting approached, there were more and more official matters on his case.

Compared with these trivial matters, the invisible pressure and sense of crisis made him even more restless.

Qian Wenzhao is not a Confucian official, but a scholar from the imperial examination, who has been in the officialdom all these years, and has been prosperous all the way, so he naturally has the ability to figure out his intentions, but this time the monthly conference held in Jiangning made him feel a sense of fear that he couldn't see through and didn't even dare to dig deeper.

These days, he has lived in seclusion, and seems to have the idea of "ruling by doing nothing", hoping that his ancestors will bless him and be able to survive this catastrophe.

But what you are afraid of, you will come.

On the morning of 17 February, the prefect of Jiangning hurriedly came to see him, saying that dozens of reports of evil words had appeared in the city to confuse the people.

The text of the list is all written in blood, saying that Kunlun Xu colluded with the old gods of the East China Sea to steal the relics of Buddhism, and laid down an ancient array in the five continents of Xuanwu, wanting to kill the world's heroes on the day of the monthly conference.

He also said that Kunlun Xu's move was to take the opportunity of the evil moon to return to the old gods of the East China Sea and rule the world with him.

He also said that Nanhuaizi claimed that after a thousand years, Confucianism and the emperor ruled together, but they acted against the sky, which led to the evil moon;

The Kunlun outcasts Ling Hu Chong.

Qian Wenzhao saw Bangwen and angrily reprimanded a bunch of nonsense, which frightened the prefect of Jiangning into not daring to speak.

At this moment, there were monks from Huguo Temple outside the door who asked to see him.

By the time he met those monks, Qian Wenzhao had calmed down, and most of his anger had disappeared, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while, whether to suppress the matter? Or should he report it to the imperial court with an urgent official document?

When Qian Wenzhao was undecided, there was a senior monk of Qixia Temple, Yuansheng, who asked to see him.

Qian Wenzhao has been in Jiangning for a long time, and naturally knows that Yuansheng of Qixia Temple has not come down the mountain for more than 20 years, and when he heard him come to ask for a meeting, he felt that something was wrong.

The blood book and the monks of Huguo Temple followed one after another, all involving the same thing...... Could it be that Master Yuansheng also came for this matter?

Qian Wenzhaoxin said that if Master Yuansheng asserted that there was no theft of relics in Qixia Temple, then the content of the blood book would be all apocryphal.

Qian Wenzhao personally went out of the house to greet him and welcomed Master Yuansheng into the study, but before he could open his mouth to ask, the master sighed: "Lord Qian, the shame of the mountain gate originally didn't want to show people......

Qian Wenzhao was shocked when he heard this, and said in a trance: "Isn't it true that Qixia Temple was stolen by someone?"

Master Yuansheng pondered for a long time without saying a word.

Seeing this, Qian Wenzhao concluded that this matter was by no means groundless.