Master Mengyi's Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand and Demon Suppression Robe are all superb, with such a master, Ye Sheng feels that the possibility of the gold relics being stolen is very low. Although Ye Sheng is not in control, he is still ready to visit Jinshan Temple in Quancheng. Even if you don't have the possibility of succeeding, you still have to witness the style of sightseeing!

There are many springs in Quancheng, and 72 springs such as Baotu Spring are famous in the Central Plains. The scenery of Quancheng is beautiful, and the streets are lined with quaint pavilions. The streets were crowded with warriors, women, children, old and young, and literati, who stretched like dragons along the spacious streets and alleys towards the south. It seems that they all came for the Dharma of the Golden Relic, and Ye Sheng didn't even need to find someone to inquire about the whereabouts of Jinshan Temple, he could follow them to find the temple gate!

Jinshan Temple is located on a mountain, but the mountain road has been reclaimed, planted with flowers and plants on both sides, and a wide flat sand road in the middle winds to the top of the mountain, which can be used by horse-drawn carriages to go up and down. There are many tourists who come to worship the mountain and enter the temple, Ye Sheng did not hire a carriage, but mixed in the walking crowd, and slowly climbed to the top of the mountain with the hundreds of thousands of people.

"Da Lang, in addition to praying to the golden relics on the mountain this time, don't forget to ask for a talisman for your uncle!" "This golden relic is a precious tonic! Jinshan Temple made it public, which is really stupid! "That's it! Our brothers and others are so powerful that they take advantage of the chaos to snatch the golden relics, isn't it like digging for something! "Shhhh Don't be heard! "Boss, I heard that this time, Master Mengyi, the presiding officer of Qingyun Jinshan Temple, is the protector of the Golden Relic, and there are also local officials to protect the left, I am afraid it will not be easy if we want to take down the treasure!"

In the crowd of people who couldn't get through, there were hundreds of chatters and thousands of tongues, Ye Sheng walked slowly, and the sound of other people's discussions and chats did not fall in his ears. Ye Sheng smiled slightly, and subconsciously touched the scar between his nose and nose, it seems that this time, many people in the rivers and lakes are here to snatch the golden relics! I don't know, this Jinshan Temple can prevent these thieves.

Walking slowly to the top of the mountain, Ye Sheng looked at the spacious and boundless ground, only to see many carriages parked on the left and right, and there were many stalls on both sides. Vendors selling incense, Buddhist beads, and amulets are all available. A hundred steps away to the north is the steps of Jinshan Temple, dozens of high steps lead directly to the temple gate. Ye Sheng raised his head and saw a gold-lettered plaque hanging above the vermilion gate of the temple, Jinshan Temple.

The crowds of people on the bluestone steps went up the mountain together, but Ye Sheng was not in a hurry, looked left and right, and slowly circled around Jinshan Temple. Jinshan Temple has its back to the cliff, ten feet above the ground, if you want to climb up from the bypass road without going to the temple gate, it will be a little laborious, but it is not difficult.

The north side is impassable by rocky cliffs, but there are escape paths on three sides of the temple. Ye Sheng found a way out, and then leisurely stepped on the stone steps and slowly entered the temple to worship the temple. The entrance to the temple is guarded by officials with swords at their waists, and there are also a few familiar faces that have been seen at the tea stalls.

Ye Sheng crossed the high threshold and stepped into it, and then faced the Heavenly King Palace. Tourists in the temple are lively to visit and wander, and it is not difficult to see the officials patrolling around in the black press. In order to protect the safety of the golden relics, it seems that the people of the entire Quancheng County Ya are here! Ye Sheng smiled dumbly, since he knew that the exhibition of gold relics was a dangerous move, why did he still prefer Hushan if there was a risk of theft?

The consecration of the Golden Relic took place three days later, but now the temple was already overcrowded. The villagers, the believers who burned incense and worshiped the Buddha, and the people of the rivers and lakes who asked directly where the golden relics were are are all crowded in this Jinshan Temple. Even though this temple covers an area of three acres, it can't accommodate so many people.

Ye Sheng found the guest hall in charge of reception and wanted to register to live here, but was told that the dormitory had been full a week ago. Ye Sheng was a little disappointed, living in the temple can make it better and more convenient to start with the golden relics! Although the Golden Relic Puja only started after three days, the thieves who wanted to get their hands on the Golden Relic might not have to wait that long!

Ye Sheng thought about it, left the guest hall and went straight to the dormitory where he was staying. The temple is full of high-rise buildings and ancient agarwood trees. Light incense can be smelled everywhere, and gold-inlaid Buddha statues can be seen everywhere. The presiding officer of this temple should have a lot of money! Ye Sheng couldn't help but feel envious, three hundred and sixty lines, and he was the champion. Even if he becomes a monk, he may not be as good as the host of Jinshan Temple.

The squatter house is a five-storey building with a cliff on its back and located in the corner of Jinshan Temple. There is also a sign of 'cultivation' hanging at the door, Ye Sheng walked into it, walked on the corridor, only felt that the dormitory was cool and comfortable, wouldn't it be beautiful to live here in the hot summer! There are four beds in the dormitory, and it seems inevitable that you will have to share it with others.

Ye Sheng wandered leisurely, walked to the second floor, and caught a glimpse of a thin man in a bedroom holding a rosary and meditating on the bed silently chanting the Buddha's name, Ye Sheng smiled, and immediately pushed the door in, "Amitabha, hello this layman." The young man with a thin figure and a withered face looked at Ye Sheng and greeted him with a smile, "Hello, do you also live here?" ”

Ye Sheng's eyes flickered, suddenly revealing a sad expression, he threw himself down in front of this young man's bed, tears welling up, "My name is Liu Bo, I am an orphan!" My dad died when I was very young! My mother was also victimized by an adulterer! Only my sister and I are left to rely on each other! But my sister is also suffering from a stubborn illness and is about to die! I'm my sister's older brother, and she and I are my mother's son! How can I see death and not be saved! I originally wanted to enter Jinshan Temple to pray for my sister at the relics consecration ceremony! Who knows, this squatter house is actually full! Woo woo, I don't have a place to live, what can I do! ”

Ye Sheng's weeping and tearful head was lifted by the young man, Ye Sheng looked up, and saw that the young man sitting cross-legged on the bed was already in tears. The young man was moved and wept, trembling and holding Ye Sheng's hand and saying, "Your name is Liu Bo!" You're such a dutiful son! Needless to say! I'll give you this bed! You can stay in the temple and pray for your sister! ”

"Thank you! Thank you! Ye Sheng choked up and looked grateful, "Engong, what's your name?" "I am a diligent practitioner, and I am dedicated to the Buddha, just to cure the suffering of the world, why don't you call me a potion." "Brother Yaoshui, this grace is unforgettable!" After half the incense, Ye Sheng calmly wiped away his tears and lay on the bed that originally belonged to the potion, the four large beds were spread out together, with a slight gap in the middle, Ye Sheng's bed was the closest to the door.

Lying down comfortably and taking off his shoes, Ye Sheng, who had no heart or lungs, fell asleep. Pretending, showing off pitiful, and winning sympathy is not a big deal for Ye Sheng, for the sake of the golden relics, Ye Sheng doesn't mind this, and this is also an opportunity to do good deeds and accumulate merit for the potion, indirectly, he is also a good person!

During the day, the tourists in the Jinshan Temple are constantly noisy and noisy, and when the sun sinks in the west, the temple is quiet in the evening. Because in addition to the residents and monks in the temple, other outsiders have been gradually invited out of the temple, after the unitary time, the Jinshan Temple is going to close the door!

Ye Sheng woke up tossing and turning, and there were traces of sleeping in the other three beds in the bedroom, but now he was still alone in the house. What's the situation? Where have the people gone? Ye Sheng got up and looked out through the window, only to see that the temple was brightly lit, and people in the courtyard were walking back and forth.

There was the sound of chanting scriptures in the southern hall, and Ye Sheng's eyes rolled, and then it became clear, the monks and monks were doing evening classes now, right? So now is not a good time to explore the treasure hunt yourself? Ye Sheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately left the house and jumped down from the guardrail on the second floor, hiding in the shadows of the night.

Ye Sheng changed into the masked clothes of the thief, and the white shadow shuttled under the bricks and tiles of the eaves of Jinshan Temple, and he carefully probed the layout and layout of the temple, trying to find the golden relics that had not yet appeared. The Buddhist hall where the practice can chant scriptures is in the north, and Ye Sheng deliberately bypassed it all the way to find it from the south first. After checking the back kitchen and water room, Ye Sheng sneaked into the three-story courtyard through the window.

"Don't move! Move and break your neck! A low cold cry sounded, Ye Sheng was startled, and immediately shrank into the corner. The voice was not directed at himself, but in the next room. The wooden door next to the left hand was closed, and a cold voice came from inside the room, "Little monk, let me ask you, where is the golden relic?" ”

It turned out that he met a peer who coveted the gold relic? Ye Sheng raised his eyebrows, leaned against the wall and was silent, listening carefully, there were many people breathing in the room, it seemed that this big man was not acting alone. "Ah...... Amitabha, the benefactor, the sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore, doing ten evil things will make people feel evil ghosts and obstacles, why not take refuge in my Buddha and meditate on the practice? ”

"Little monk, do you see the knife in my hand? One more nonsense and he'll stab you in the thigh! "This little monk is wearing monk's robes, and at first glance, he is not of high seniority, and he definitely doesn't know about the golden relics!" "Big brother! Don't waste any time! Kill him, let's go find another place! ”

Sure enough, there were other people in the house, and the three of them were talking about it, and at this time, the monk who knew that his life was in danger hurriedly spoke, "Don't! I know where the golden relics are! Don't kill me! "Tell me where it is!" There was a sound of blades in the house, and Ye Sheng, who was squatting in the corner of the wall outside the house, pricked up his ears and quietly stuck to the corner of the wall to eavesdrop.

"Amitabha, donors, that golden relic is the golden pill cultivated by the White Horse Temple! This time, it is because of the merit fee of 100,000 taels that I received the presiding officer of my temple to borrow the golden pill for an exhibition, you came here to find the wrong direction, you should go to the host room to find it! ”

"Where's the host's dormitory?" The big man in the room asked in a low voice, "Hurry up and say it, I can spare your life!" "In order to survive, the little monk immediately betrayed his host," Ah ...... Amitabha Buddha presides over the southernmost courtyard of the temple, but there are officials secretly guarding there, and you can't steal the gold relics. ”

"Humph! With my four brothers, there are still things that can't be snatched? The big man in the room sneered, followed by the sound of a knife grinding meat. Ye Sheng, who was outside the corner, sighed, knowing that the little monk could not escape death, and was killed by the big man with a knife. There was a sound of messy footsteps pushing the door open.

Waiting for the four people in night clothes to leave, Ye Sheng in the shadows flashed into the room.

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