Looking at the body of the deceased teacher, Ye Sheng couldn't bear the grief in his heart, secretly gritted his teeth and endured it silently, and the Situ Xingchen in his arms faded into stars and disappeared. Ye Sheng's hands were empty, and then he slowly got up. This enmity is not shared! Whether it's a golden relic or the mysterious man in black, it's all at my Ye Sheng's disposal!

The teacher was poisoned and died, Ye Sheng's heart was empty, he picked up Situ Xingchen's clothes and relics, and Ye Sheng buried them in the wilderness outside the city. With the long wood monument as the 'tomb of the teacher Situ Xingchen', Ye Sheng returned to Quancheng sadly.

A generation of light master Situ Xingchen was buried in Quancheng, the hero fell, and the hatred was silent. Ye Sheng restrained his mood and went straight to Quancheng North City without saying a word. The black-clothed man who has fought with Situ Xingchen several times is neither high nor low in martial arts, and he should also be a blue-belt-level figure, although his steps are average and his physical strength is ordinary, he seems to have a mysterious and vicious stunt. And Situ Xingchen died unexpectedly in his stunt!

Regardless of whether the other party uses a unique secret weapon or a secret martial arts, there is no big difference in the problem for Ye Sheng, after all, in Ye Sheng's eyes, the other party is already a dead person! The revenge of killing the Venerable Master must be returned by the blood of the man in black and his comrades! Ye Sheng put on a mask and passed by the door of the pharmacy that had been fighting, and the houses on the street had been cleaned up by the six door officials. Ye Sheng's eyes rolled, and he left the pharmacy and chose another path to leave.

Flying eaves and walking on the wall, the figure jumped lightly, with excellent light skills, Ye Sheng easily infiltrated the Quancheng County Ya. The main entrance is the office and public hall of the county government, and the six-door office is at the back of the hospital. Ye Sheng tiptoed as light as a swallow, and with the help of the cool light and candle flame, he had already found his way to the room where the physical evidence was stored.

The officials of the six doors seemed to be very dedicated, and there were still two people left in the room in the middle of the night, sorting and sorting the clothes they had picked up, Ye Sheng rushed into the door without hesitation, jumped over, slapped his palms, and hit the qi sea points of the two officials at the same time. The two officials sat on the ground, staring at Ye Sheng, the masked thief, with shocked eyes, "Bold, there are six doors here!" Do you dare to commit murder? "Come on...... Not! ”

Ye Sheng ignored it, casually grabbed the bloody clothes on the table and stuffed them into the mouths of the two of them, he looked at the dazzling array of devices on the cabinet with an expressionless face. Here are the clothes of the man at the pharmacy, and the two hundred taels of silver tickets that he had given him. Ye Sheng now returned the silver ticket to its original owner, and then quickly found the silver dagger.

This is the short dagger that the man in black threw when he wanted to assassinate him, and now it was picked up by the officials of the Six Doors from the scene of the murder. Ye Sheng left the six doors and took this short dagger with him, he only hoped to find out what happened from this short dagger! Although those mysterious people don't know where they came from, they definitely came down from Jinshan Temple tonight.

Since they are also pilgrims who live in Jinshan Temple, it is not difficult to find them, it is easier than looking for a needle in a haystack. Ye Sheng returned to the squatter room of Jinshan Temple, and the three people in the same room had already laid down to rest. Ye Sheng went to bed silently, his head resting on the pillow but he couldn't sleep.

Situ Xingchen was the first benefactor to teach him martial arts, he taught himself the dragon claw hand and the magic of the various protections, and he never treated himself badly. Now, this kind-hearted elder was killed by a traitor, and as soon as Ye Sheng closed his eyes, he was boiling with hatred. Lying in the futon and clenching his fists, Ye Sheng couldn't wait to immediately turn the entire Jinshan Temple over and find out the man in black to take revenge!

In the dead of night, the moonlight was bright, Ye Sheng had not slept all night, his spirit was wandering, and his sadness was impossible to tell, so he could only be sad. Jinshan Temple is close to the consecration ceremony of the Golden Relic for another day, and the tourists during the day are still in an endless stream, lively and extraordinary, Ye Sheng walks alone on the bluestone floor tiles of the temple, absentmindedly mixed in the crowd. There are people who kowtow to worship the Buddha, and there are also people who offer incense to pray for blessings. Most of the people in the crowd were ordinary people or believers in the sect, and there were not many people like Ye Sheng.

Probably after the events of last night, everyone understood the truth of shooting the first bird. Therefore, those who covet the golden relics are honestly relieved and will not show up in broad daylight. Ye Sheng followed the pilgrims and shuttled through the pagodas of the major halls, he was not looking for the whereabouts of the golden relics, and he knew that he would never find them.

Master Mo Wen, the presiding officer of Jinshan Temple, came last night with a poisonous plan to invite you into the urn, looking at the fearless appearance, he will be at ease with the hiding place of the golden relics, it is definitely a secret and secret place. Since everyone couldn't find the location of the golden relic, Ye Sheng was not in a hurry. After wandering for a while, he saw a small novice sweeping the floor behind the Jizo Hall.

"Amitabha, hello master." Ye Sheng walked up with a smile, "I want you to inquire about something!" At first glance, the little monk who had just shaved his head and the scar was still bright hurriedly held the broom and folded his hands, "Amitabha, hello donor, if there is any problem, it doesn't matter." ”

"I wanted to talk to Master Mowen, the host of Jinshan Temple, about the donation last night, but I didn't find anyone else, where did he rest yesterday?" Ye Shengren smiled harmlessly, he wanted to find out where Master Mo Wen was staying, so that he could find a trace of the golden relics from his side.

The little monk was young and ignorant and had no scheming, and immediately replied in the face of Ye Sheng's question, "The host has been busy with the golden relics consecration puja for the past few days, so he has not lived in the temple for several days, and the little monk doesn't know where the host slept last night, but if the donor wants to donate to Jinshan Temple, just put the money in the merit box." ”

"I see, thank you little master, farewell." Ye Sheng didn't get the answer he wanted and immediately left this place, Master Mo Wen and Master Mengyi have rarely appeared in the temple recently, it is impossible for the two of them not to take such a valuable thing as the golden relics to heart, presumably this golden relics are not shelved in the temple, otherwise, the two great monks will not linger so much.

Since the golden relics are not in the temple, it is even more difficult to trace its traces, Ye Sheng looked at the crowding believers burning incense and kowtowing in front of the main hall, Ye Sheng couldn't help but smile, although this place is a Buddhist holy place, but I'm afraid it's just a place to hang a sheep's head and sell dog meat.

Ye Sheng had nothing to do and returned to the squatter room, the other three people in the room were not there, it seemed that the morning, noon and evening classes would not fall every day, lying on the bed bored, Ye Sheng pulled out a short dagger from his belt. This is an oak handle, rough to the touch, and the blade is old and has some pits. It's a short dagger with an age, and the user doesn't seem to be an attentive guy. The handle of the knife is full of uneven marks, and I think I have never fallen and smashed it.

Last night, the man in black who attacked Situ Xingchen threw out this special dagger. Last night, the man in black was injured in the right shoulder by Situ Xingchen. Ye Sheng only has these two clues, although they are rare, they are also the only traces that can be traced. The presiding officer of Jinshan Temple, Master Mo Wen, often recites scriptures and prays for people, he has a wide range of good fate, and is compassionate for people, Jinshan Temple has opened the door of convenience all year round, accommodating many believers, but also accepting a lot of people who have no intention to live in the rivers and lakes.

Li Sinai is the dart master of the Quancheng Dart Bureau, strong and strong martial arts, he has successfully escorted many darts, but was driven away by the dart bureau because of the embezzlement of goods. Li Si is a greedy and money-loving man, he can go ten days without wine and twenty days without a woman, but he must not earn a day without silver!

The news of the Golden Relic Consecration Festival has become famous and seduced the minds of many people, and Li Si knew that the Golden Relic could be exchanged for a lot of silver in the black market, so he settled in the Golden Mountain Temple early. In the early morning, he was bored and walked in the temple to steal the pilgrim's wallets and jewelry, and occasionally caught a few girls' upright butts, and at night he sat on the roof of the squatter house while drinking wine and eating meat while paying attention to the situation in the temple to avoid Jinshan Temple being stolen in advance.

Tomorrow is the day of the Golden Relic Consecration Festival, but Li Si has not yet seen the Golden Relic, but he doesn't seem to be in a hurry, and it is not too late to start when the Consecration Puja begins. Li Si was arrogant and arrogant, and in just a few days, he mixed the face of a 'wicked man' in Jinshan Temple. Although many pilgrims and monks did not know his name, they knew that he liked to take advantage of the little girl and would beat the novices. Such a wicked person can live in Jinshan Temple, is it the compassion of Master Mo or the indifference of Master Mo Wen?

Li Si roamed the Jinshan Temple for several days, but this day suddenly became honest, because from morning class to noon, everyone did not see Li Si's face appear. Could it be that he slept in bed? Li Si was irritable and rude, and the squatter room of the four was occupied by him alone. If the monastery arranges for others to enter Li Si's room, they will block the door and scold them, or they will be beaten and thrown out of the dormitory by Li Si. Therefore, Li Si's disappearance made everyone feel relieved and happy.

This was not broken until dinner. Lees is dead! Died in his own dormitory, which was a very happy thing, but the eyewitness Liu Bo reported it to the government, so many officials who protected the temple gathered in front of the door. Ye Sheng, that is, Liu Bo, said with a look of pity, "I didn't expect a thief to kill someone in the holy land of Buddhism!" What a sin! I don't know who lives in this house! It's just that he smelled blood in front of his door, so he broke into the door! ”

The sheets in the room occupied by Li Si were messy, and there were bright red blood stains everywhere in the corner, and Li Si's relics fell on the bed, thinking that Li Si finally died on the bed after some struggle.

Li Si's death did not distract the monks, they still indifferently went to the Buddhist hall to do evening classes, and did not seem to have much sympathy for the murder of the wicked. And the only ones who stayed here were the six door officials who cleaned up the mess, and a group of martial arts people who watched the excitement outside the door.

"That kid who likes to touch a girl's ass is dead?" "He occupied this squatter room alone, who else could he die!" "Well deserved! Last time, he even dared to touch the ass of my seventh uncle's third niece! People of different clothes and colors gathered in the dormitory, and Ye Sheng, who had been interrogated by the officials of the six doors, also followed and exited the room.

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