When they arrived at the door, they saw a large group of men and horses gathered there, led by a scribe, dressed in green robes, and behind them a dozen soldiers stood solemnly, all of them in bright armor, wearing the uniform of the patrol battalion.

The scribe was talking to Yan Su'er and looked respectful, but Yan Su'er's expression showed that the content of the conversation made her very unhappy.

When it comes to officials and soldiers, Chi Qiu is reluctant to show up, his identity is special, in case someone has the intention to investigate, it is not a good thing after all, this kind of thing is meticulous and spying, it is better to kill by mistake than let go, it is almost the practice of all countries.

After they finished talking, Yan Su'er took the reins of the red horse, shook the red head in a daze, Yan Su'er patted the horse's head, rode the love horse, and walked out of the courtyard.

Fortunately, Chi Qiu came in time, if it was any later and Yan Su'er went back, it would be inconvenient for him to look for it again.

"Wait."

"Brother Chi, are you looking for me?"

"yes, something."

Yan Su'er tilted her body and looked at the scribe behind her, and the man also looked at this side: "Let's go, let's talk over there." ”

The two of them deliberately avoided those people and walked towards the mountain platform.

"Who is that man?"

"Master of the patrol battalion, Li Mingdong."

"Li Mingdong?" The surname Li is rare, and Chi Qiu immediately thought of Li Guangyuan: "He and Li Guangyuan are relatives?" ”

Yan Su'er said angrily: "Who knows, I may not even be able to distinguish between my own sisters, who knows them." But he still added: "It should be, the Li family used to be a big family, but it has long been extinguished, and the Li family has their own allegiance, and it is estimated that they may not know each other." ”

"Oh? So what is he looking for from you? ”

Yan Su'er sighed: "Ding Zhangqi has been suspended, and now this case is taken over by him." ”

"Ahh If the case is not solved, it will be suspended? Not really. "Now there is no surveillance, video, and it is difficult to collect fingerprints, and it is impossible to go up the detection rate.

"No, but why don't you go up and sit down." Yan Su'er was upset, pointed to the top of the mountain and said. This mountain platform is the ramming platform of the old Yanhu Village, which is not high, because of the rammed earth, most of the places above do not grow a single inch of grass.

The road that the two walked was not the pine forest where Wang Wang died, it was a half-waist path to Sandi Spring, and it is said that in addition to Sandi Spring, there was a cold pool in another corner around the mountain. As the location of the castle, the water source must be sufficient, and it is obvious that the site of the old Yanhu Village was still very particular about the location at that time.

On the mountain platform, Chi Qiu found that it was really quite large, the size of most football fields, and one of the platforms was about the size of two basketball courts, almost intact, and the arrow target still existed, and it showed that it was still in use here.

"Is this a training ground?"

"Well, there used to be a garrison on it, responsible for protecting the inn, but then it was removed." Yan Su'er knew something about this place, explained.

Chi Qiu saw that there were still several weapon racks in a shady shed, and most of the weapons in them were wooden, so he reached out and took them, only to find that some of them were made of iron and wood, which felt extremely heavy, and some were stony, which was estimated to be used for soldier training.

"It doesn't look like it's been scrapped, someone uses it?"

"Maybe, Li Yuan, they must have a day of training every three days, so they should go here to train, and of course some recruits will also come here to train." Yan Su'er is not very clear, so he probably analyzed it.

There were no trees on the hill, except for a straw hut that sheltered a few weapon racks, only a few wooden structures on the edges, which looked like former sentry posts, and were made into seats that resembled benches. Presumably a resting place for instructors.

"Let's go sit down there."

"Hmm" Yan Su'er's mood is not high, think about it, it takes so much energy to change the case to others all at once, and she is always unwilling, but she is a fool, no matter who takes over, it means almost the same to her, and it is estimated that Ding Zhangqi was suspended, which is a little sad.

Yan Su'er sat down and was silent, but Chi Qiu looked at the General Salvation Hall with interest. Although the mountain platform is not high, it is not covered, and the view is excellent, and the main hall of the Pufu Hall, the middle hall, the front and rear wings, and even the grass house of the same foolish Zen master can be seen very clearly. Li Mingdong was saying goodbye to Tongyu there, and it was obvious that he had just been talking to Tongyu Zen Master.

"How? Have you asked the same Zen master, what did he say? ”

"I asked, but he didn't know very well."

"He doesn't know?" Chi Qiu asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Tongyu Zen Master rarely accepts incense money from pilgrims, and it is generally Master Zhangju who is in charge of the sesame oil money."

"Master Zhangju? Haven't heard of it. ”

"He is also an enlightened monk, who has been wandering around all the year round, and he is the one who most hopes for the reconstruction of the Pufu Church, for which he has been running for almost 20 years."

"Twenty years?" Chi Qiu was surprised, these monks were really persistent. "Is he suspicious?"

"Probably not." Yan Su'er said lazily: "Tong Yu Zen Master said, he once heard Master Zhang Ju say that as long as the city lord agrees to worship the Buddha, the cost of rebuilding will be enough, and the gold plated for the Buddha statue is also available, if so, Jiang Lao's sesame oil money is of little meaning to him, even if Jiang Lao repents, it seems that there is no need to kill, the reason is not enough." ”

"Indeed, I didn't expect this chapter pot mage to be quite rich, it's hard to imagine that a small mage can gather so much wealth."

"It should be, when I was a child, I saw Master Zhang Hu demonstrate the Dharma, and after so many years, it is not impossible to save enough."

"Demonstrate the Dharma?"

"It's to preach the Dharma, chanting is excessive, although the Buddha is forbidden in the river, but now it is not forbidden to practice the Dharma of the Dharma Master, after all, there are still many people who believe in it. It's better than letting Yahweh go over, that's the custom of the Shire. ”

Chi Qiu sneered: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with Yashen, everyone gets together, recites a mantra of the past, throws a few flowers, and the funeral is over, which is much easier than chanting for dozens of days in Buddhism." ”

When Yan Su'er heard this, she also felt reasonable: "Yes, the Buddha's excession is too abrasive, I can't stand it, it's really torture." ”

"If Buddhism wants to return, it must be changed, in fact, the statue of the Buddha alone should be gilded with a bronze seat, I think it is very unreasonable, how can any god rely on absorbing the people's fat and people's ointment to purify all sentient beings."

"I think so."

"The jungle rice in the world is like a mountain, and the bowl is everywhere for the king's meal. Gold and white jade are not expensive, but the robe is the most greedy. Three hundred and sixty days of living people, less than half a day's money for the monk's family! Chi Qiu has a feeling, whether it is in the past or the present life, he does not have a good impression of Buddhism. Before the Battle of Talas, there was no Muslimization of the entire Western Regions, and Buddhism still existed, but it was suppressed by the migrating Muslims and Yahwe. So there is a situation similar to that in India. Most of the nobles believed in Muslims and Christians, while the people at the bottom were superstitious about Buddhism, trying to make them able to become nobles when they died.