"What is that faint yellow light, Dharma, merit?" Wang Zhe had some doubts in his heart.

"Anyway, I don't have much contact with them, but it's surprising that the county magistrate can invite Zen Master Guangyun to do things for Ah Liang!" Lao Hou said.

"Maybe I'm afraid that Brother Liang will give him another dream, right?" Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"Master, what's different about that benefactor just now?" The young monk asked himself Master.

"That benefactor has a relationship with Buddhism, and has the appearance of an Arhat protector!"

When the old monk said this, the young monk was stunned.

The Dharma protector of the Buddha's Arhat is not trivial, and it is necessary to have Buddha nature, wisdom roots, and profound cultivation.

The person just caught fast, and I really couldn't see anything special.

On the other side, Wang Zhe and Hou Zhu were passing by a courtyard, and a group of girls were waving handkerchiefs to greet pedestrians.

"Master Catcher, come in and sit down!"

This is the most famous place in Guobeicheng, the gentle township that Lao Hou never forgets - "Spring Night Building"

"No, another day, another day." Lao Hou is very familiar with the aunts in the "Spring Night Building".

Wang Zhe glanced inside curiously, he had been famous for a long time and had never been inside.

"Yo, this catcher is so handsome, come in and have a drink?"

Seeing him look inside, two girls with heavy makeup immediately threw winks at him and walked towards him.

"Let's go!" Seeing this, Wang Zhe hurriedly left.

"Good fellow, so enthusiastic, fire-like!"

On that day, the Guangyun Zen Master who came from Lanruo Temple performed a ritual for the dead people to surpass their souls.

In addition, they also went to the place where the prefectural magistrate lived, and only a few people knew what they had done.

Life is calm again,

Practicing every day, ordering Mao, patrolling the streets, listening to Lao Hou boasting about his interesting stories in the "Spring Festival Building" and those Qinglou women, the days are like the river outside Guobei City, flowing calmly.

A few days later, in the morning, Wang Zhe and Lao Hou were still in the yamen, and a middle-aged man in his thirties hurriedly came to Lao Hou.

The person who came was called Hou Gao, who was Lao Hou's cousin.

"Brother, Xiaoyu is lost, and I haven't found it for a long time!" Hou Gao panted.

"When?" Lao Hou hurriedly asked.

"Today, I took Xiaoyu to the mountains to farm, she stayed at the edge of the field to play by herself, I turned around and went to the woods to relieve my kung fu, and when I came out, I disappeared, I searched all over the mountain and the village, but I didn't find it!."

The child was lost and could not be found, so he thought of the eldest brother who was on an errand in the yamen, so he hurried over.

"Let's go, let's see."

After informing the yamen, Wang Zhe and Hou Zhu went to his hometown, a small mountain village near the river and mountains.

The two men went to the edge of the field where the child had been lost, looking for clues.

"Don't be a beast in the mountains!" The old marquis prayed in a low voice.

"It's not a beast, it's a man." Wang Zhe crouched on the edge of the field, and he had already found a clue at the edge of the field.

"People, really?" Lao Hou hurriedly ran to Wang Zhe's side.

"These footprints were left not long ago, not from the village." Wang Zhe pointed to a ground road on the edge of the field.

Because it had just rained a few days ago, the ground here is soft and the footprints are clear.

"How can you tell it's not from the village?"

"People in the village wear straw sandals when they work in the fields, and these footprints are not straw sandals, but cloth boots or leather boots."

Wang Zhe followed the footprints all the way and entered the mountains and forests, this person made a big circle on the mountain and left the mountain village, and he did not take the official road, but picked the path.

If you take the official road, Wang Zhe is really not easy to track, but these mountain paths, few people walk on weekdays, and the footprints left are quite clear.

Following the footprints for a long distance, into the mountains and forests, suddenly, Wang Zhe stopped, and in the distance he saw a deserted hut in the forest.

Looking at the "Qi Lookout Technique", there is the breath of a living person in the wooden house, or two, and one of the breath is weak.

If nothing else, the thief and the child were in the cabin.

"Ah Zhe, why did you stop?" The old marquis panted.

"It's dark and I can't see clearly, and I'm afraid that there will be wild beasts in this mountain forest after nightfall, and it's too dangerous to continue looking."

Wang Zhe looked up, the sun had completely set, and the forest was already dark.

"What then?" Lao Hou and Hou Zhu were very anxious.

"In this case, you go back to the village first to find more people, and I'll wait here."

"Hou Gao, go back and call someone, we'll wait here." Lao Hou said to his cousin.

"Okay, okay, I'll go!" Hou Gao turned around and ran, but after taking a few steps, he fell down, got up and continued to run.

"Old Hou, you go back with Hou Gao, he is anxious, his spirit is a little trance, it is easy to have accidents in this mountain forest, I am fine here alone, with a knife!"

"Okay, you pay attention alone." Hou Zhu hurried to chase after his cousin.

Looking at them in the distance, Wang Zhe got up and stepped lightly, soared into the air, like a bird, went up to the treetops, tapped the branches under his feet, and the people flew through the air, and in an instant they quietly arrived outside the wooden house.

Through the dilapidated roof, a man in a tainish robe can be seen sitting inside, holding a wine jug and drinking.

There was a sack beside him, and he moved twice from time to time.

"A hundred taels of silver!"

The man sighed, coo, coo, two sips of wine.

With a bang, the dilapidated wooden door was suddenly slammed open, and a black shadow rushed in.

"Who?!"

Before he could utter the word, a hand grabbed him by the throat, and then dragged him out, and the man only felt that the sky was spinning, and the man floated into the air and fell again.

With a bang, he hit the ground, and his whole body was in severe pain, as if his bones were falling apart.

"Heroes spare their lives, heroes spare their lives!" The man fell to his knees and kowtowed.

"What's in the sack?"

"Kid, stolen kid." The man did not dare to look up.

"Where are you going to sell it?"

"The abandoned Yizhuang outside Guobei City, one hundred taels per child."

"How many were sold?"

"One, this, this is the second!"

"What time?"

"Tonight."

"You've ever killed anyone?"

"No, I, I didn't!"

"No, more than one, right?"

Wang Zhe saw the blood light on the person in front of him, beating like flames.

The man who knelt on the ground suddenly showed a somewhat hideous expression on his face, suddenly burst up from the ground, shook his hand and threw out a cloud of green mist, and then pulled out a knife and stabbed forward, only to find that the person in front of him had disappeared.

He hurriedly looked around,

I saw a streamer,

I heard a crunch,

felt a gust of wind,

The neck was cold, and blood flew.