Qi Yuan opened the car door and sat in the car.

The sound of pulling the car door woke up the sleeping Mrs. Ma, and she got up in a daze: "Master! You're back? ”

"Hmm!" Qi Yuan nodded, he was in a heavy mood at the moment, and he didn't say much, and started the car directly.

Qi Yuan drove towards the town, he was not ready to go back to Huawei, because Wang Youzhi, a confidant, was in great trouble, so how could he rest assured that his parents would go back at this time.

"Far Bridge! I need you to do something! Qi Yuan turned his head and said to Song Yuanqiao in the co-pilot.

"Master, you say!" Song Yuanqiao nodded and replied.

"Help me kill someone!" Qi Yuan's eyes shone with murderous intent.

"Good!" Song Yuanqiao straightened his neckline and agreed very simply.

Qi Yuan drove the car to the door of Wang Youzhi's house, and then pointed to the villa-like building of Wang Youzhi's house and said, "The person I want you to kill is a man from this family!" ”

Then he told Song Yuanqiao about Wang Youzhi's general appearance.

Song Yuanqiao carefully noted down the characteristics of the target, then nodded, opened the car door and walked directly towards the building.

Because it was relatively early and there was no one around, Song Yuanqiao jumped into the balcony of Wang Youzhi's house with a slight jump.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony were not locked, and Song Yuanqiao easily went in without much effort.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony lead directly to the bedroom, and at this moment there was a person lying on the bed, Song Yuanqiao gently walked to the bed and looked at it, but found that it was a woman around forty years old, not the man Qi Yuan explained.

Finding that it was not the target person, Song Yuanqiao went to other places.

In about ten minutes, Song Yuanqiao jumped down from the balcony and got into the car.

"How? Killed? Qi Yuan asked nervously.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "There is only one woman inside, and there is no one you said!" ”

"No?" Qi Yuan asked suspiciously.

"Nope!" Song Yuanqiao replied affirmatively.

"Strange? Did you run to the temple with the great monk? Qi Yuan thought with a frown.

"No! This person must not stay, otherwise there will definitely be a situation on the parents' side! After thinking about it, Qi Yuan decided that Wang Youzhi must be killed.

"Looks like we have to find out today!" Qi Yuan lowered his head and whispered, and started the car again and headed towards the Nine Days Temple.

And Wang Youzhi, who escaped the catastrophe because he helped his son with his funeral, was crying in the hospital holding the stiff Wang Pingsheng at the moment, unaware that someone was going to kill him.

"No! My son can't be cremated! It must be buried! Wang Youzhi shouted at several medical staff.

"But...... But that's a policy! One of the paramedic reminded softly.

"** wants my son to be cremated, I'll drag you to the crematorium first!" Wang Youzhi rushed to the paramedic like a mad dog, grabbed him by the collar and scolded.

Seeing Wang Youzhi like this, several medical staff were a little scared in their hearts, worried about whether he would go crazy, and hurriedly pulled the two apart, and then quickly left the ward.

"Life! Daddy will take you home! Daddy is going to bury you next to our ancestral grave! Wang Youzhi watched the medical staff leave, threw himself on Wang Pingsheng, who had been covered with a white cloth, and cried loudly!

At this time, Wu Tao walked in from outside the door and said to the heartbroken Wang Youzhi: "Uncle! I've got you covered! The car is waiting outside! ”

"Hmmm! You call a few people to carry Pingsheng into the car! Wang Youzhi wiped his tears and turned his head to Wu Tao and said.

Wu Tao nodded and walked out.

The road to the Nine Days Temple is mostly a mountain road, which is difficult to walk, Qi Yuan estimated that it would take more than an hour to arrive.

The three of them sat in the car and didn't seem to have any common language, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very depressing, but fortunately, Qi Yuan opened the CD and played soft music.

Qi Yuan's car was really bad, he didn't dare to speed up, he didn't say anything, and he often drove into the pit without flying on the flat road. Song Yuanqiao was better, Mrs. Ma was dizzy by Qi Yuan's car, her face was also pale, and she had an uncomfortable expression, so she didn't spit it out.

Finally, Mrs. Ma's ordeal ended. After more than an hour of bumps, as soon as the car stopped, the weak Mrs. Ma vomited out as soon as she got out of the car, and she didn't eat in the morning, and all she vomited was water.

"It's here!" Qi Yuan also followed Mrs. Ma out of the car and said to Song Yuanqiao, who was still sitting in the co-pilot with his eyes closed.

Hearing Qi Yuan's words, Song Yuanqiao opened his eyes and walked down.

Qi Yuan's car stopped directly in front of the mountain gate of Jiu Sun Temple, and there happened to be a monk at the door, and when he saw Qi Yuan and the three of them, he walked over.

"Amitabha! Donor! Cars can't be parked here! The monk walked up to Qi Yuan and said.

"Are you the great monk of Faxin here?" Qi Yuan ignored the monk's words and asked directly.

"I don't know what the donor is looking for?" When the monk heard that Qi Yuan actually knew the abbot, he didn't pursue the problem of parking.

"Oh! I'm his fellow countryman! He asked me to come to him last time! Qi Yuan casually made up an excuse and said.

"Who is this Dao Master?" The monk suddenly noticed that behind Qi Yuan was standing a Daoist with an immortal wind bone, and asked with a puzzled face.

"This Taoist is a one-time Taoist of Qingyun Temple!" Qi Yuan made up an identity again and added it to Song Yuanqiao's body.

"Oh! The donor waits, the little monk goes to inform the abbot! After the monk finished speaking, he stepped on the steps and walked towards the temple at a fast speed.

At this time, it is the time of the temple to do morning classes, and the sound of chanting is endless, making people feel like they are in the Buddha realm.

"Humph!" Hearing those chantings, Song Yuanqiao snorted coldly.

Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism are not incompatible, and the two have triggered a lot of contradictions for the sake of incense.

The monk who ran into the temple went straight to the place where the abbot was.

"Abbot! Abbot! The monk shouted as he ran.

Fa Xin, who was chanting, heard the shout and hurriedly opened the door: "Why are you so flustered? ”

"Abbot! There are three people outside the mountain gate who want to see you! The monk gasped and said to the abbot.

"Three people? What kind of people? Fa Xin asked suspiciously.

"Two men and one woman, one of whom is a Taoist priest!"

"Daoist? Do you have a long sword in your hand, forty or fifty? Hearing the words of the monk Zhike, Fa Xin's face changed, and he hurriedly asked.

"Yikes! Are those three really the abbot's fellow countrymen? The monk said in surprise.

"I see! When you go back, you say that you don't find me, and you say that I am not in the temple. There you go! Fa Xin said coldly to the monk Zhike.

"Hey! I know! Abbot! The monk nodded, turned around and ran towards the mountain gate again.

"Humph! Heaven has a way you don't go! There is no door to hell, you want to break in! Fa Xin snorted coldly, turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the Scripture Pavilion.

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