There is always a truth in things, but now is not the time to investigate the truth of this matter, Wu Zhiyuan is poisoned by the corpse Gu in his body, and the most important thing at the moment is to go to the Congma Zen Courtyard to find the person named Moon Shadow Fuxian to detoxify himself.

Although the Qifeng Mountain Congma Monastery is unknown in the rivers and lakes, it is famous in the local area. Wu Zhiyuan inquired from passers-by about the location of the Qifeng Mountain Congma Zen Temple, and went straight to the north of the city.

After inquiring all the way, Wu Zhiyuan did not take many detours, and soon came to the foot of Qifeng Mountain. At this time, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, look at it, the mountain is full of red leaves, the forest is dyed, and the mountain is splendid, which can be described as beautiful. I didn't expect that on the shore of the Yellow Sea, there is such a beautiful environment.

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but praise and looked around. The altitude of Qifeng Mountain is not high, and it is comparable to Longshan Mountain in Wujia Village, but the difference in scenery is worlds apart. Longshan is rugged with strange stones, grass and trees do not grow, but this Qifeng Mountain is ten thousand poles of green bamboo, strange stones stand in a forest, oak trees are full of gardens, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, the scenery is extremely beautiful, and there is a fairy spirit revealed between the mountains and mountains.

The mountain is not high, there is a fairy then the name, the scenery of a mountain must be closely related to the people who live in the mountain, look at the scenery of this seven-peak mountain is superb, presumably the people who live in the mountain in the hemp monastery must be all the monks who have attained the Tao. Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan thought of the scene of the extinction of people in Longshan, and secretly wondered if there were evil spirits living on Longshan?

Wu Zhiyuan thought of the Moon Shadow Fuxian that Nan Tianying asked him to come to, just listening to this name, one could imagine that this person must be a high-ranking monk with immortal wind and bones, and he also lived on this fairyland-like Qifeng Mountain in the world, which added a bit of mystery to his identity.

There is a pavilion not far from the bottom of the mountain, a stone tablet is erected next to the pavilion, and the three big characters of "Cong Ma Yuan" are written on it, Wu Zhiyuan stops for a moment next to the stone tablet, and then picks up the foot.

After walking a few steps, he saw two little monks walking in the distance in front of him, and Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly stepped forward.

"Two masters, may I ask if the Moon Shadow Fuxian senior is in your temple?" Wu Zhiyuan asked politely.

The two little monks were not very old, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the two of them laughed out loud when they heard the words.

"Do you know the Moon Shadow Fuxian?" The little monk on the left looked at Wu Zhiyuan and asked with a smile.

"Well, I haven't seen him." Wu Zhiyuan replied hesitantly, and he felt that he was a little too reckless.

"You don't know him, so what's the matter with him?" The little monk on the right asked strangely.

"I was poisoned, and someone instructed me to come here to find this senior to detoxify." Wu Zhiyuan replied.

"Then you go to the courtyard and look for it." The little monk on the left stretched out his hand to point to the mountain, Wu Zhiyuan looked in the direction he pointed, and vaguely saw a treasure temple hidden in the red leaves of the maple forest, although he could not see the whole picture, but its local momentum was already very good, just like Yaotai Yinque, and there was a righteous qi hidden in the fairy qi.

At this time, Wu Zhiyuan was a little impatient, and ran straight to the mountain. Along the way, the green bamboos are swaying, the stones are towering to the sky, the stream is murmuring, the scenery is extremely beautiful, Wu Zhiyuan didn't have time to watch, he wanted to find the Moon Shadow Fuxian as soon as possible, and begged him to relieve the poison of the corpse Gu on his body.

At the top of the mountain, Wu Zhiyuan crossed a bamboo forest road, and saw the main gate of Congma Zen Temple, the door is a wide field, and there is a large green bamboo forest in the south of the site, which is full of vitality.

Wu Zhiyuan stepped forward and looked up to see that the plaque above the main gate read "Cong Ma Yuan" with three gilt characters, and the font was the same as the font on the stone tablet of the pavilion under the mountain, all of which were official books. Although the Lishu font is not as beautiful and vigorous as the regular script and cursive script, it exudes a quiet beauty for no reason, which is very consistent with the style of this Zen temple.

Wu Zhiyuan entered from the main entrance, it was still early at this time, and the pilgrims who came to worship were still relatively rare, Wu Zhiyuan looked around, and did not see anyone coming to inquire about the reception, so he walked straight to the main hall. Now should be the time for the temple to chant in the morning, the abbot is very likely to be in the main hall, and the Moon Shadow Fuxian is the abbot of this Cong Ma Zen Temple, even if it is not, it is always right to ask the abbot.

Wu Zhiyuan had just stepped on the steps and saw two people walking out of the main hall, the two of them were affectionate and peaceful, discussing Buddhism and Zen Taoism as they walked.

Wu Zhiyuan stared at it, and was taken aback, and then his surprise turned into anger.

The two people in front of him, one was dressed in white monk's clothes, undoubtedly a monk of the Zen monastery, and the other was wearing a red cloth skirt, which looked extremely eye-catching in this Buddhist holy place, Wu Zhiyuan only glanced at it, and recognized that this person was the woman in red who killed her husband on the street outside the inn last night.

Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly used the vitality of the dantian, poured into his palm, stepped forward two steps, and slapped the woman in red suddenly.

The woman in red and the monk were discussing intently, and they didn't notice Wu Zhiyuan's appearance, let alone expect him to sneak attack from under the steps. Wu Zhiyuan was secretly overjoyed, thinking that you are sure of this palm, and today you will definitely arrest this murderer to the police station and bring him to justice.

Seeing that the palm wind was less than three inches away from the woman in red, Wu Zhiyuan's wrist was grabbed by the monk suddenly, and he immediately froze in place, unable to move.

Wu Zhiyuan was taken aback, the reason for his surprise was not that he was caught by the monk, but that he didn't see the monk make any movement at all, but his wrist was controlled by the other party in the blink of an eye.

Is the other party too fast, or is his mind a little trance? Wu Zhiyuan was puzzled, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, he did not catch the murderer, but was restrained, thinking of the sharp knife that the woman in red stabbed to the heart, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

"Amitabha, the holy land of Buddhism, but the donor is murderous, how can you know that everything is empty, and grievances and grievances are also floating clouds, what else can you not let go of this donor?" The monk looked at Wu Zhiyuan with a kind expression and said.

At the same time, the woman in red also looked directly at him, her snow-white face as cold as ice.

"Master, listen to me, this demon girl is a murderer, you let go of me, I will arrest her and go back to the police station!" Wu Zhiyuan looked at the white-clothed monk eagerly, he thought that the reason why the monk stopped him was that he must have been confused by the woman in red and didn't know the truth.

"Good, good, I let you go, you don't do it again." The monk didn't wait for Wu Zhiyuan to agree, and directly let go of his wrist.

Wu Zhiyuan took a few steps back, thinking that this monk's vitality cultivation was definitely not comparable to himself, and with him by the side of the woman in red, it would be in vain to make a move. So he was angry and sank into the dantian, no longer used force, and instead adopted a persuasion strategy, if he could make this monk see the true face of the woman in red, he would not have to do it himself if he wanted to catch her.

"Master, this demon girl is a murderer, I saw with my own eyes, she killed a husband on the street of the county last night." Wu Zhiyuan was indignant, pointed at the woman in red and said angrily, "Demon girl, although it was night, the moonlight was bright, and I would recognize you even if you turned to ashes!" ”

The woman in red glanced at Wu Zhiyuan coldly, with an arrogant expression, and her lips were tightly closed, as if she didn't take Wu Zhiyuan in her eyes at all.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the arrogant appearance of the woman in red, and suddenly became angry, his vitality was running, and he suddenly slapped at her again.

This palm was grabbed by the white-clothed monk without accident, and what was even more incredible was that Wu Zhiyuan still didn't see any movement from the monk this time, but the wrist vein was instantly controlled by him.

In Wu Zhiyuan's opinion, this movement did not seem to have any prelude, just a single impromptu action, as if his hand was already waiting there, just waiting for Wu Zhiyuan's wrist to enter his five fingers.

"Don't be presumptuous! All the guests of our temple, our temple has the responsibility to ensure their thoroughness, this moon shadow benefactor has not left the temple, so the little monk has the right to guarantee her safety. Forgive the little monk for not believing your one-sided words! The white-clothed monk said with a serious face, and at the same time let go of Wu Zhiyuan's wrist.

"What? Moon Shadow Donor? Wu Zhiyuan didn't hear the monk's words clearly, but the four words "Moon Shadow Donor" in his words were extremely clear, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

"You, you're the Moon Shadow Immortal?" Wu Zhiyuan's eyes widened, and his voice trembled a little.