The capital of the Yuan Dynasty, inherited from the former Jindu City, was the largest city in the world at that time. At that time, the Mongols rode to tens of thousands of miles away, and the territory of the great country has always been unmatched. The emperor's residence, the envoys and tributes of various small countries and tribes, are innumerable. As soon as Wang Wei entered the city gate, he saw the streets coming and going, many of whom were yellow-haired and blue-eyed.

After entering the city, Wang Jian first went to the bazaar to sell the horse and got more than 100 taels of silver. Then I went to Dexi City and found an inn to stay. He was generous, pretending to be a wealthy businessman, and asked for an upper room. The shopkeeper ran around and served diligently.

Wang Ji came mostly to intercept and kill Zhang Wuji. But there are millions of people in the capital, even if Zhang Wuji comes, how easy is it to find him among these millions of people? Fortunately, Wang Wei knew that Zhang Wuji came mostly to save people, and Wan'an Temple, where the masters of the six major factions were imprisoned, was a place he had to go no matter what, as long as he found Wan'an Temple, he wouldn't worry about finding Zhang Wuji.

So Wang Ji asked the shopkeeper about the places of interest in the capital, talked for a while, and casually asked about the ancient temples and temples.

The first shop said about the Wan'an Temple in Xicheng: "This Wan'an Temple is really a big jungle, the three big bronze Buddhas in the temple have traveled all over the world, and they can't find the fourth, they should have gone to see and see." But the guest officials came unfortunately, in the past six months, the Buddha who lived in the temple in the West, ordinary people did not dare to go. ”

Wang Ji said: "I live in a monk, and it's not in the way to take a look." ”

The shopkeeper stretched out his tongue, looked around, and said in a low voice: "It's not a small mouth, the guest officials are new to the capital, and they have to be careful when they speak." Those Western Buddhas saw that people loved to fight and kill, and when they saw Peugeot, they were even more caught in the temple. This is the emperor's decree, promised by Chrysostom. Who would dare to swatt a fly on the tiger's head and walk up to the Buddha of Zephant? ”

Wang Wei had vaguely seen it in the book before, saying that it was the monks of the Western Regions of the Yuan Dynasty who relied on the power of the Mongols, ran rampant and oppressed the Han people, but he didn't expect to be so unscrupulous, and he didn't say much to the shopkeeper at the moment.

Knowing the location of Wan'an Temple, Wang Ji planned to go and investigate. But during the day, there were too many people to move, so he planned to go back at night.

At the second watch that night, Wang Jian got up from the bed, jumped out of the window, and went west. The Wan'an Temple is four stories high, and a thirteen-level pagoda behind the temple can be seen from afar. Wang Ji knew that the masters of the six major factions were now imprisoned in the pagoda. He began his light work, and in a moment he was already in front of the temple.

He circled around the temple twice, found a secluded place, climbed over the wall, and quietly touched the location of the pagoda. There are still twenty zhang away from the tower, and you can see that there are many people on the tower, and there are people patrolling back and forth in each floor, and there are twenty or thirty people guarding under the tower.

Wang Jian originally wanted to go up to the tower to investigate, but seeing that the pagoda was heavily guarded, it was almost impossible to sneak into it without being discovered, so he had to give up. It's not that Wang Ji is afraid of being discovered, but Wang Ji's purpose is not to come out on the masters of the six major factions, but to kill Zhang Wuji.

Wang Ji was about to turn around to explore the other places in the temple when he suddenly saw a fire on the sixth floor of the pagoda, there were eight or nine people holding torches moving slowly, the torches were lit from the sixth floor to the fifth floor, and from the fifth floor to the fourth floor, all the way down, after reaching the bottom floor, from the main gate of the pagoda, to the back of the temple.

Wang Ji's heart moved, and he slowly approached from the side. The backyard of Wan'an Temple is full of towering ancient trees, and he hid behind the trees to hide them, and moved by the sound of the wind moving the fallen leaves. After walking for more than 20 zhang like this, I could clearly see more than a dozen yellow-robed men, each holding a sword in his hand, and escorting an old man in a wide-sleeved robe to the backyard.

Seeing a cadre of people entering the back door of Wan'an Temple, Wang Ji waited for a while, and saw that there was indeed no one around, so he flashed in through the back door. The temple was full of houses and scale, and the lights were bright in the long window of a large hall in the middle, so it was expected that the old man had been escorted there. He dodged forward, and when he reached the outside of the temple, he fell to the ground and looked out of the gap in the long window.

The gap in the long window was very thin, and Wang Ji could only see the lower body of everyone inside, but he could not see their faces.

I only heard an old man say angrily: "Since I have fallen into the hands of you, I will be killed or killed, and I will be decided." You forced me to be an eagle dog of the court, but it was absolutely impossible, so it was in vain to talk about it for three years and five years. ”

I heard a man's voice say coldly: "You are stubborn, and the master is not reluctant, do you know the rules here?" ”

The old man said, "I will cut off all ten fingers together, and I will not surrender." ”

The man said, "Okay, I'll say it again, if you win the three of us here, I'll let you out immediately." If he is defeated, he will cut off a finger and be imprisoned for a month, and he will not surrender if he asks you again. ”

The old man said, "I have already broken a finger, so what does it matter if I break another finger?" Bring the sword! ”

The man sneered: "After you cut off your ten fingers, you will surrender, and we don't want you to be a waste." Give him the sword! Mahapasi, you practice with him! ”

Another stout voice replied, "Yes!" ”

Wang Wei's fingertips secretly used his magic skills, and gently dug the gap a little bigger, only to see that the old man who was now being escorted was holding a wooden sword, the head of the sword was wrapped in cloth, soft and blunt, and could not hurt people, and on the opposite side was a tall monk, but in his hand was a shining pure steel ring knife. The two have a sharp and blunt disparity, and there is almost no need to compete, and the strength is judged.

But the old man was not discouraged, shook the wooden sword, and said, "Please! "The brush is a sword, and the castration is extremely sharp, which is obviously a superior swordsmanship.

The monk Mahaspas grew up, but his movements were very agile, and a sword was opened, and the knife slashed at the old man's vital point.

Wang Yu only looked at a few moves, and saw that although the old man's swordsmanship was fine, but his steps were vain, and he was angry, not much better than ordinary people who didn't know martial arts, and the fierce power of the sword moves could not be displayed at all, but the monk's martial arts were really inferior to him.

After more than 50 moves, the old man shouted: "Go! A sword slashed east and west, obliquely forward, and a soft sound of support had poked under the monk's armpit. If he was holding an ordinary sword in his hand, or if his internal strength was deep, the blade of the sword would have penetrated through his muscles.

I only heard the cold voice say, "Mahapasi retreat! Wen Wo'er! ”

Wang Ji looked at the place where the voice came from and saw that the person who spoke was also an old man. His face was covered with a layer of black smoke, and he had a thin white beard, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he was indifferent to what was in front of him.

Looking further, I saw a pair of feet on a brocade-covered low table, wearing a pair of goose-yellow satin shoes with a pearl on each toe.

Although you can only see these feet, from the slender soles, round ankle bones, and the style of shoes, you can judge that the owner of these feet is a young girl.

Wan'an Temple is a monk temple, in the middle of the night, ordinary girls will never appear here, and occupy the top. Wang Yu almost didn't have to think about it, and guessed that this girl must be the daughter of the king of Ruyang, the lord of Zhaomin County, Min Min Muster, that is, Zhao Min.