Everyone returned to the main hall together, and not an hour had passed, when suddenly a sudden change occurred.

In the eastern part of the ancient temple of Tianxin Temple, suddenly, there were large shouts and calls for help from the gates.

For a while, the boiling sky was over, as if a thunder had exploded between heaven and earth, which was extremely harsh.

Everyone hurriedly walked out of the temple gate and looked, only to see the southeast of the temple, the fire was soaring to the sky, as if there was a fire god coming, and the half day was reflected so brightly and red.

At this moment, even Abbot Huiyong does not seem so detached and calm.

Even if his cultivation concentration is like his, there is now a slight panic in his heart.

"This ......" Although Zhao Hai showed a slightly worried expression on his face, the corners of his mouth obviously rose, revealing a look of joy.

"Oh no!"

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that my Tianxin Temple is gone, and now the fire is raging, and it is burning so much, the poor monk now has to lead a team to extinguish the fire, and the poor monk can no longer accompany His Majesty."

Jue Ming presided over the lead, and with a group of monks, he rushed towards the place where the fire broke out, and rushed away.

Because, that direction is the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion where Gongsun Wuji is located.

It's a small matter to walk through the water, but once Gongsun Wuji's whereabouts are completely exposed in front of everyone's eyes, it will be a big deal.

Gongsun Wuji is a thorn in the eye of the Son of Heaven in front of him, a thorn in the flesh, and he has assassinated the important ministers of the Son of Heaven several times, and the Son of Heaven should have hated this person to death.

Therefore, the host of Jueming must seize the opportunity at this time, and before His Majesty's people find out about Gongsun Wuji, he will either kill people and destroy his body, or transfer Gongsun Wuji to another place.

Where is Zhao Hai willing to let go at this time, his eyes are over, and then he makes a gesture in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen Jinyi guards in disguise around Zhao Hai came to the front of the host of Na Jueming.

They surrounded Jueming to preside, and when the meaning was clear, they didn't want this Jueming to preside, and the head of the warrior monk left.

The host of Jueming was immediately flustered, looked at Zhao Hai and said, "Your Majesty, what does this mean?" Why don't you let the little monk go to fight the fire? ”

"In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, they are all ancient classics of Buddhism, which are extremely precious, and they are the lifeblood of the entire Tianxin Temple, if you are a little late, the loss will be extremely huge, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Hai put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "In my opinion, Lord Presiding, you are still in this place, watch." ”

"How can you let you do such a rough job as putting out fires, masters?"

"My subordinates are enough to do the job."

"People in Buddhism should not be able to see fire, worldly fireworks, and even more tragic burns."

Speaking of which, the high-level members of many Tianxin Temples, whether they were from the inner courtyard or the outer courtyard, had extremely panicked expressions on their faces at this moment.

They knew that Gongsun Wuji was hiding under the Scripture Pavilion now.

If His Majesty's men had gone to put out the fire, they would have been able to recognize that person.

They couldn't help but feel a burst of horror in their hearts, and they couldn't imagine what kind of thunderous anger His Majesty would have when he knew that Gongsun Wuji was hiding in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

And they can't imagine how His Majesty knows that Gongsun Wuji's approximate location is in the Scripture Pavilion.

Could it be that there was something left on the body of Gongsun Wuji, who was followed by the emperor's people?

Countless eyes were all focused on Zhao Hai's face.

Everyone, on their foreheads, burst into a cold sweat.

The host of Jueming was even more impatient, so he wanted to break through the defense line formed by Zhao Hai's brocade guards, hurriedly rushed over, and then slaughtered that Gongsun Wuji with a knife and threw it into the fire.

But the more anxious he was, the more calm Zhao Hai became, and even the more he stared at the faces of the many novices present.

At this moment, it was Abbot Huiyong who stood up, looked at everyone, and said calmly: "The temple is gone, and all of us are worried, which is normal. ”

"However, since Your Majesty has an order, and is confident that it can help us to put out the fire, then, I think, we should listen to Your Majesty."

"After all, Your Majesty's blessings are far from being comparable to ordinary people."

"And Your Majesty's ability is far beyond those of us outside the temple, and everyone is a little at ease."

Hearing this, all the abbots and hosts were all stunned.

Then he restrained the anxious look on his face.

But the fire in their hearts is still burning like the southeast of the temple.

The burning of their hearts is full of holes, and they can't stop at all.

Stop now, stay with Zhao Hai's left and right, and let Zhao Hai's men go to deal with the fire in the Scripture Pavilion.

Isn't this sitting still?

If it was really discovered by the emperor, everyone present was afraid ......

What is it that has gone wrong that will cause such a big fire in a Buddhist place like the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?

Everyone's hearts are in turmoil, but they can't move a single bit, and can only let things develop freely.

Zhao Hai took everything into his eyes at this time, and sneered in his heart.

These bald donkeys, now they finally know that they are afraid?

You can do it, and you're still afraid that I'll find out?

If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place?

Zhao Hai deliberately went to observe the gaze of Abbot Huiyong on the side at this time, and just put his gaze on it.

Abbot Huiyong lowered his head.

Hmph, old bald donkey, if Gongsun Wuji is caught, I must make you look good.

Zhao Hai said coldly in his heart.

"Let's go, everyone, let's go into the hall and wait, the fire is blazing outside, I'm afraid that all of you Buddhas will be stabbed in the eyes and burned merit."

Zhao Hai took the lead and walked into the palace gate first.

The other monks of Tianxin Temple had no choice but to follow Zhao Hai.

However, everyone's face and expression are not good-looking.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, and everyone seemed to be able to hear their hearts beating faster and worrying too much.

It's just that half of the incense has passed, and all the sounds of fighting and firefighting have all stopped.

This shows that everything is basically settled.

"Stomp, stomp!" The sound of light footsteps sounded.

The sound of footsteps came from inside the hall, making the strings that had just been tightened in everyone's hearts even more stretched to a position that was about to break.

"Brother Emperor, I'll give you a meritorious service!"

Lianshan's slightly sweet voice sounded in the grand Buddha hall.

Zhao Hai showed a satisfied smile, and Han Ying, Gongsun Jian and others behind him also showed joy on their faces.

At the same time, Hui Yong and the others, who were aware of Zhao Hai's demeanor, all changed their faces and took a few steps back.