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On a rainy night two years ago, Hu Zhou, as usual, accompanied Master Ji of the unit to drive and deliver goods overnight. Sitting in the co-pilot, seeing that the heavy rain showed no signs of stopping, Hu Zhou, who had stayed up for two nights, reminded: "Lao Ji, this rain is estimated to not stop for a while and a half, I'll sleep for a while, you drive slowly." ”

After speaking, Hu Zhou lit a cigarette for Ji Yong, who was driving.

Ji Yong took a greedy breath, his face behind the smoke was hazy than the road on a rainy day, and said with a smile: "You can sleep at ease, I'll call you when you get to the ground." ”

After 20 years of driving experience, Ji Yong drove very steadily, but he still couldn't handle the turns of mountain roads, and the slightly wide one-way street suddenly came to meet a Land Rover, followed by a speeding 911. Slamming the direction, the truck slammed into the railing, like a grasshopper shaking the iron railing of a tree, which really blocked the momentum of the truck. Ji Yong, whose life was hanging by a thread, almost cried and unbuckled his seat belt, pushed the car door, jumped out of the truck, and then watched the car fall off the cliff.

When Hu Zhou woke up, he was surrounded by a shattered truck, high-end cigarettes scattered all over the ground, and an endless stretch of primitive desolation.

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Qian Leopard went and returned, different from when he went, when he came back, he stayed with the person who came, and his humble posture made people feel a stomachache.

Lanzi culture was influenced by the Central Plains, and the official system was roughly the same, with only minor details being slightly streamlined.

After figuring out the identities of several people, I will understand why Qian Leopard, who is just a county official, is trembling. The handsome boy at the beginning is surnamed Zhu, and in Lanzi, Zhu is the national surname. Almost walking close to him is also a young man who looks smart, and the identities of these two people are only clear to Xu Cheng, the Yunbian City Pastor who is following them. One is the godson of the eunuch of the chief eunuch of Shang Shufang, Lin Bao. The other person is the ninth son of the lord of Lanzi, Zhu Qian.

is as trembling as Qian Leopard, and there is also Wu Jingyuan, the commander of Bainiu County. There are a total of three counties under the rule of Yunbian, and the border between Bainiu and Yunbian is Niulan Mountain. The mountain belongs to the white cow, and the mountain belongs to the clouds, so the division has always been the fun talk of the people in the clouds after dinner.

Hu Zhou was curious, this kind of lineup, if the master of Lingshan Temple passed away, it would naturally be said in the past. But it's just a small temple on Niulan Mountain, why did it alarm so many big people? It's just a reason, this trip can be regarded as the real power of Lanzi, and no one will bother to explain it to a small person like him.

Different from Qian Leopard's trembling, the middle-aged man who followed Chengmu Xu Cheng's side had a cold expression, a sharp and angular face, and was also wearing a vermilion yamen official uniform, with an official sword hanging from his waist.

Zhu Qian looked at everything in the temple curiously, and when he saw this, Xu Cheng indifferently ordered: "Wei Yan, you check again, there is no omission." ”

Wei Yan, who received the order, ordered Qian Bao and Chen Ping, and went to inspect the corpse.

Xu Cheng didn't mind having a good relationship with the prince around him, just like Zhu Qian heard that there was an abbot of a temple who actually died for the sake of medicine, and proposed to go and see what was going on. Xu Cheng didn't stop him, and even brought the most powerful head catcher of the three divisions, of course, now Wei Yan is the head of a house. But that's about it. Under the imperial city, he is an official, and he is in a good position, and Xu Cheng is familiar with it. It's like taking Wei Yan and doing another inspection, although it is suspected of overstepping, it is still the duty of the official's parents. If Zhu Qian understands that he intends to get close, it will not hurt.

The small spirit Buddha temple seems to have no advantages except for seclusion, and there is no Bodhisattva angry eyes in the main hall, only a statue of Shakyamuni to support the incense.

"Xiao Linzi, you said that this mage tested poison with his body, is it just the cloud of the Buddhist scriptures, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Glancing at the solemn Buddha statue, Lin Bao's voice was sharp, his identity could be seen, and he bowed his head and said: "The Buddha is above, and the slaves dare not speak falsely." ”

Zhu Qian was noncommittal, and suddenly said: "I almost forgot, Xiaolinzi, you are Zhang Fengyizi, obviously you have listened to his words and deeds and taught many Buddhist allusions?" ”

Zhang Feng was obsessed with Buddhist scriptures in his early years, and entered the emperor's eyes.

Lin Bao smiled shyly and replied, "The slave is stupid, and he will fall asleep if he can't hear a few words." ”

Zhu Qianwaner.

Xu Chengmu didn't squint, but he kept this conversation in his heart. Secretly speculated, this month's filial piety to Zhang's father-in-law will be subtracted by one percent.

After about half a pillar of incense, Wei Yan returned to the main hall and said concisely: "Back to Your Highness, my lord, Chen Ping's inspection is basically correct, and Qian Leopard's inference is true." ”

"Amitabha."

The body was moved to the main hall.

Above the main hall, there is the sound of chanting excess.

Close your eyes. Clean hands. Then Zhu Qian transcribed it, pulled out all the karma and gave birth to the Pure Land Dharani, and said to Lin Bao: "Take it and burn it." ”

On the one hand, Xu Cheng silently observed it, and a Buddhist scripture was copied neatly and neatly, showing a little ingenuity.

The group came abruptly and left in a hurry. Except for Wu County's parents, who stopped for a while and left a few words of heartfelt care, the others left together after the scriptures were burned.

The dust settled.

Hu Zhou was in a fog for a while, and after a while, he felt that he should solve the urgent need first, so he said to the little novice beside him: "Little Master Huiwu, do you know where the pilgrims brought up the mountain by Master Yuanrong in Pingyue have gone?" How did the master settle them? ”

"Master Hu, poor monk Huineng." Ordered a little novice who quit the bar, and said with a serious face.

“……”

"Lord Hu should know that there is no wing room in this temple, go up the mountain to worship the Buddha, and naturally go down the mountain to go home."

“…… It's not just ordinary pilgrims, well, it's all sorts of people, and at first glance they are not locals. Has Master Huineng ever noticed? ”

Huineng thought about it, and said seriously: "The poor monk looks at Hu Shizhu and is not like the native people of Bainiu, but he also goes down the mountain after worshipping the Buddha."

“……”

"The abbot rarely descended the mountain, and when he came back, he was alone. There are no pilgrims that the donor says. If it's okay, the poor monk will spend time with his senior brother. Huineng said patiently.

People didn't go up the mountain, so where was the one hundred and eighty people before? Hu Zhou was a little annoyed by this so-called one-line connection, and he suddenly had no clue.

Hu Zhou walked into the harmony meditation room. The body has been moved to the main hall, and no one cares about the crime scene. The weight of sandalwood is heavy, and there is no smell of medicine or wine and meat in the room. After searching all the wooden cabinets in the room, every place where things could be placed, Hu Zhou didn't even find any medicinal herbs. Not to mention that if you can find a few words, if there is, you must have been taken by the officials who dug three feet into the ground.

Hu Zhou, who found nothing, took care of the monks in the main hall and had no choice but to go down the mountain.

The descent is slightly tougher.

Li Zhi was a little worried when he saw Hu Zhou who entered the door, and always felt that he had lost the spirit of the past from his bones, so he whispered: "Young master, Master Yuanrong still can't think of a way?" ”

Coming back to his senses, Hu Zhou smiled bitterly: "Harmony is gone." ”

"What?!" Although he lowered his voice, Li Zhi still cried out because he was surprised, "That young master's illness ......"

"I'll talk about these things later, how will these dozen or so people deal with it now?" Hu Zhou said with a headache. There are really some hardships that it is easy to ask God and difficult to send God.

Li Zhi hesitated and said: "Young master, the poison among them is very strange, and if they don't take the antidote, their skills can't be recovered at all." However, it is said that it is no different from ordinary people. ”

Hearing him emphasize that he was no different from ordinary people, Hu Zhou frowned and said: "Let them go, the two of us are probably barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, so we don't have to worry about retaliation, but it's always a trouble." But even if they are ordinary people, you plan to keep them to be useful? ”

Seventeen more people at once, naturally it is not a trivial matter to have seventeen pairs of chopsticks.

"Let's keep it for the time being, there is no shortage of this stutter anyway. The little old man served tea and poured water, cleaned the courtyard, and always used people's hands. Those who are five big and three thick, have strength. Li Zhi smiled.

Hu Zhou looked at the old man who was usually careful and calculated, and said with a strange expression: "Don't you still have the idea of revitalizing the Qinglin Hu family?" ”

"It's long gone." Li Zhi said perfunctorily.

"I sold the old house to cut off your thoughts, it's okay if I have, at most I will change my surname again. Zhao Qian, Sun Li, there is always a good sign......" Hu Zhou said indifferently.

Li Zhi: "......"