Puhui Temple is located in the southwest of Cheung Chau City, 15 miles away, is a very large Buddhist temple.

It is said that the history of this Buddhist temple is almost 300 years long, and it was built in the last years of the Eastern Jin Dynasty by Dao'an, one of the six monks of Prajna at that time. Counting the time, it really has a history of more than 300 years.

Pu Hui Temple is also a well-known Buddhist temple in Cheung Chau, and the successive abbots are all profound Buddhist teachers.

Yang Shouwen and Mingxiu abandoned ship and landed on the shore and ran in the moonlight.

After walking for about ten miles, Mingxiu suddenly stopped, pointed to a building in front of him with his hand, and said softly: "That's Puhui Temple." ”

"What do we do now?"

As Yang Shouwen spoke, he took out a face towel from his shoulder pocket and covered his face.

"Let's go in through the side door, and then go up to the Puhui Pagoda, which is very high and has a bird's-eye view of the entire Buddhist temple."

Yang Shouwen nodded and followed behind Mingxiu.

The two stalked in the darkness of the night, and soon came to the bottom of the gable of the Puhui Temple. There was a small door flashing on the gable, and Mingxiu stepped forward and gently pushed it twice, making a soft sound. Obviously, this side door is locked from the inside......

"Don't worry, I have a solution."

As Mingxiu spoke, he took out a flying cymbal from his waist pocket, and grinned at Yang Shouwen: "This little thing is not a trouble at all. ”

With that, he had reached the bottom of the gable.

The gable of this temple is about four meters high.

This kind of height is not very difficult to say, the difficulty lies in quietly.

Mingxiu stopped under the gable, danced the cymbal, and threw the cymbal to the wall. Then he tugged the rope. Then he grabbed the rope. Crawl towards the wall. He quickly reached the wall, then sat down at the head of the wall, looked inside, then lowered his head and whispered: "Qingzhi, you are also ......"

What about people?

Mingxiu suddenly found that Yang Shouwen didn't know when he was gone.

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a soft creak of the courtyard door below, and then the courtyard door opened. Yang Shouwen walked into the door.

He carried a short knife in his hand, and after entering the courtyard wall, he closed the door with his backhand.

"Come down."

Yang Shouwen beckoned to Mingxiu at the head of the wall, Mingxiu was stunned for a moment, then retracted the flying cymbal, jumped off the wall, and when he landed, a lazy donkey rolled and arrived in front of Yang Shouwen. He stiffened his carp and got up suddenly.

"How did you get in?"

"This kind of latch can be solved with a knife. What do you do to climb a wall? Yang Shouwen looked at Mingxiu with a kind of 'you are an idiot' gaze, shook his head and said, "When I was in Changping. I have learned a lot of ways to open the door, and this is the easiest. ”

"Then why didn't you tell me."

"I was just about to say, you climbed up."

Yang Shouwen said, putting away the Uzi sword.

Mingxiu gritted her teeth, stretched out her thumb, and said viciously: "Yang Qingzhi, count you ruthless." ”

"Okay, it's all a trifle, where is the Puhui Tower you are talking about?"

Mingxiu glanced at Yang Shouwen angrily, and then pointed to the side with his hand, "Do you see it, it's next to the Daxiong Treasure Palace." ”

Yang Shouwen stared at it and nodded.

"Then let's go."

As the two spoke, they prepared to go to the Puhui Tower. But at this moment, they suddenly saw the lights in the distance, and when the two saw this, they quickly dodged and hid in the shadows. After a while, several monks came running with torches and flew behind the mountain gate. They opened the mountain gate and walked out of the monastery. After a while, I saw the monks leading a dozen people from the outside, the first one, wearing a brocade robe and a virtuous crown, looking white and fat, like a Maitreya Buddha. However, this Maitreya Buddha didn't seem to be very happy, and his face was calm all the way.

"Why is he here?"

"Who?"

"Su Wei!"

Mingxiu recognized the identity of Maitreya Buddha and couldn't help but whisper.

"Su Yuanwai worships Taoism and never enters the Buddhist temple, what is he doing in Puhui Temple so late?"

Yang Shouwen's eyes lit up, and he watched those people walk into the middle gate, and then glanced at Mingxiu. The two looked at each other, but nodded in unison, and the cat's waist rushed out and came to the middle door against the corner. I saw that inside the middle gate, there were about 30 monks patrolling along the way. Mingxiu turned his head and made a 'follow me' gesture towards Yang Shouwen.

He was obviously familiar with the Puhui Temple, and took Yang Shouwen with him, bypassing the patrolling monks, to the outside of a meditation hall in the backyard. The two crouched down behind a row of bushes. From their vantage point, they could see the meditation hall thoroughly.

More than a dozen of Su Wei's guards stood outside the meditation hall.

There were also a dozen monks scattered around. In the meditation hall, there are seven people sitting.

In the center is an old monk with a pair of long eyebrows, looking quite a monk's style. There were several people sitting on both sides, there was Su Wei, and another was honest, and the other four people were all dressed as monks, Yang Shouwen felt very angry......

Several people were talking in the meditation hall, but the voice was not very loud, so they could not hear clearly.

A moment later, Yang Shouwen saw Su Wei standing up, dancing and seemingly very excited, shouting something.

The old monk smiled, and he didn't seem to care about Su Wei's actions.

After Su Wei calmed down, Na Ji stood up honestly, walked to Su Wei's side, and hooked Su Wei's neck to speak. The two looked familiar, otherwise they wouldn't have behaved so affectionately. Seeing Su Wei shaking his head for a while, Ji Laoshi showed a look of disappointment. He turned around and said a few words to the rest of the group, then patted Solvay on the shoulder.

Su Wei arched his hand at the old monk, turned and walked out.

Ji Laoshi called out to him and walked with him to the door of the meditation hall.

At this moment, the old monk seemed to shout, and Su Wei stopped and turned to look back.

But at this moment, Ji Laoshi's face suddenly turned cold, and a short knife of about one and a half feet was slipped out of his big sleeve, and he raised his hand to wipe it on Su Wei's neck. Yang Shouwen heard it clearly, Su Wei let out a miserable scream, and a puff of blood mist erupted from his neck, splashing on Ji Laoshi's body. At the same time, a loud shout came from outside the meditation hall: "Release the arrows." ”

From the bamboo grove on the side of the meditation hall, the sound of bowstrings was heard.

Sharp arrows flew out. The dozen or so guards brought by Su Wei were obviously stunned by Ji Honest's sudden killer. Wait for them to react. The rain of arrows has already arrived. A barrage of screams. It sounded in the courtyard outside the meditation hall. More than a dozen guards fell on the spot. And the rest of the guards were more or less wounded. Before they could wake up from the horror of being attacked, the surrounding monks had already drawn their swords and swarmed up.

Yang Shouwen and Mingxiu were both taken aback by the scene in front of them.

That's good......

Mingxiu's body trembled, she lost strength under her feet, and trampled on a branch with a click.

"Who?"

A monk who was approaching heard the sound and turned his head to look.

Mingxiu saw this. Without saying a word, he rose from the bushes and raised his hand to fly out a flying knife, hitting the monk's forehead. The sword in the monk's hand was only half pulled out, and then he fell to the ground with a puff. However, although he died, it also alarmed the other monks. More than a dozen monks looked back and saw Mingxiu rushing out, and immediately swarmed up.

"Stupid!"

Yang Shouwen scolded secretly in his heart, and also rushed out of the bushes.

More than a dozen iron pills flew out of their hands and turned into a piece of silver light.

The monk dances the sword. Knock the iron pellet away. But in the blink of an eye, Mingxiu had already rushed in front of them. There were two more short knives in his hand. Raising his hand, he drew an arc of light, and slashed a monk to the ground.

Mingxiu's double knives are about half an arm long.

This kind of knife, much like the butterfly double knife of later generations, has a wide blade, which is conducive to blocking and backhand knives, and is a melee weapon.

This Mingxiu obviously worked this pair of short knives, and the knives were treacherous and extremely fierce.

In the blink of an eye, two monks fell under these two knives, and Yang Shouwen also rushed over at this time, and the crow nine swords came out of the sheath, drawing a brilliant arc of light, and slashed a monk over.

"Shiro, don't fall in love with war."

"The wind is howling, follow me."

After Mingxiu finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Yang Shouwen took advantage of the situation to come behind him, held a ring knife with the Nine Crow Sword in his hand, and kicked the monk's chest with his foot.

He didn't care whether the monk was alive or dead, turned his head and followed Mingxiu out.

"Do you know water?"

"A little."

"Then you're good with me."

Yang Shouwen had an ominous premonition and followed Mingxiu all the way.

Along the way, there were monks who blocked them, but the two of them, one left and one right, were like two tigers descending from the mountain, and they fought their way out in the blink of an eye.

"Who is it?"

Ji Laoshi stood on the steps of the meditation hall with his knife and asked sharply.

The monk hurriedly came over, "I don't know, it's two masked men, but they speak official language." ”

At this time, the other five people in the meditation hall also walked out. When a monk who was not tall but was born extremely majestic, his eyes couldn't help but narrow, and he turned his head to look at the old monk, "Could it be that the people of the imperial court have arrived?" ”

"It shouldn't be!"

The old monk said: "Qincha is divided into two roads, one road arrived at Wudun Village yesterday, and the other road only arrived in Wuxian County today......

"Who is that?"

Ji said honestly and in a deep voice: "They saw it clearly just now, if they don't catch the two of them, I'm afraid there will be danger." ”

The old monk's eyes lit up, turned around and walked to Su Wei's corpse, and pulled a jade plaque from Su Wei's waist.

"Li Jiong."

"Yes."

A monk stepped forward and bowed.

The old monk handed him the jade plaque and said in a deep voice: "You take it, enter the city immediately, and ask County Lieutenant Zhang to lead people to block Wu County and arrest all suspicious people." He told him that a thief had infiltrated the temple and stole the Buddha bone relics of Master Dao'an. ”

"Understood."

"Mr. Zhenren, I'm going to ask you next."

After the old monk finished instructing Li Jiong, he turned his head to the other monk.

The monk was short and chubby, and after listening to the old monk's words, he smiled slightly, "Master Shenhui, don't worry, this matter will be left to me." ”

"Pass on my decree, do the monks in the temple, be sure to catch those two people for me."

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The Puhui Temple suddenly boiled, and the monks in the temple poured out.

As the most prestigious temple in Cheung Chau, Puhui Temple is just like the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, and there are also warrior monks in the temple.

Yang Shouwen and Mingxiu ran wildly along the path in the temple, shouting and killing behind them.

The two soon came to the other end of the monastery.

Here, it is connected to Taihu Lake. At night, the surface of the lake is shrouded in mist, and the lake water is even more palpitating.

"Shiro, what are you doing?"

"Don't talk nonsense, didn't you say you know water? Let's get out of the lake. ”

After speaking, Mingxiu put away his double knives and waded into the lake.

He glanced back at Yang Shouwen and beckoned, "Don't worry, listen to me, this is the safest way to escape." ”

Yang Shouwen couldn't help but smile bitterly, put the Crow Nine Sword into the scabbard, and followed Mingxiu into the lake.

Behind him, the warrior monks of Puhui Temple were already approaching.

After the two walked dozens of steps, Mingxiu glanced at Yang Shouwen and said in a deep voice: "Now, let's dive away." ”

He dived into the lake and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Nima!

If it weren't for me, I would have been killed by you today...... Yang Shouwen cursed in his heart, and followed Mingxiu, a fierce man into the lake. At the moment of entering the water, Yang Shouwen faintly heard someone shouting loudly on the shore......

Ji Laoshi and a majestic monk came to the lake.

The monks around him held torches and reflected the surface of the lake.

"Boat, send a ship over immediately."

The waters of this Taihu Lake belong to the property of Puhui Temple.

There are many fishing boats moored on the shore in the temple, and some monks have already run over and rowed over. Ji Laoshi and the majestic monk got on a fishing boat and sailed into Taihu Lake with torches in hand.

"Dauntless, you go that way, I'm going this way, everyone looks carefully, don't let that thief leave!" (To be continued.) )