Chapter 119: Entering the temple late at night and discovering the clues
"That's right, Tianzilou, the number one killer organization in the world, has different strongholds in the Kyushu Continent, if they make a move, let alone one Mu Chen, even ten Mu Chens will definitely let him die without a place to be buried."
As he spoke, a ruthless look flashed in Huang Tianlong's eyes.
"It's just that the people of this Tianzilou are not easy to mess with, if they are contaminated, I am afraid it will not be so easy to get out."
"Hehe, Black Tiger, as long as we don't look at people with our true faces, it will be fine, we can say that we are from the Xie family in Xianyang City, so there will be no problem."
"Door master, your tricks are high, then I'll contact the people of Tianzilou."
Xianyang City.
Mu Chen and the others also delayed too much time in Xianyang City, during this time, he had already taken care of all the business, and now, they were also preparing to leave Xianyang, it was time to go home to take a look.
Just after this group of people said goodbye to Ye Xingyuan of Guyu Academy, they headed towards the city gate.
And at the gate of the city, a man dressed in a Confucian robe blocked their way.
And this Confucian student is the person who Mu Chen rescued at the door of Xie Jie before, after a period of recovery, he is now fine.
The man suddenly knelt down: "Mu Gongzi, Luo Xinghan has not thanked you for saving your life." β
Mu Chen smiled slightly, and helped him up: "You don't need to be polite, your body still needs a period of recovery, so let's go back to the academy quickly!" β
However, Luo Xinghan said with a solemn face: "Mu Gongzi, Xinghan has seen your great benevolence and righteousness, and wants to follow Gongzi, and I hope that Gongzi will not dislike you." β
Mu Chen seemed to have expected it, but just smiled slightly: "Luo Xinghan, how many years have you been in this academy?" β
"Eight years."
"It's been eight years, this time is not short, you can have today's achievements This shows that your talent is not low, if you can continue to stay in the academy to study, then the future achievements will be limitless, so, instead of you follow me to walk the rivers and lakes, it is better to stay in the academy."
"But ......"
"Luo Xinghan, I hope that when I see you again in many years, you will become a different you, I have already told Ye Fuzi that he will accept you as a disciple, and following him is the most correct choice for you."
Luo Xinghan was stunned in place, wanting to say something, but he still swallowed the words back.
Mu Chen smiled: "Okay, it's not too early, it's time for us to leave, if you have time, you can come to Qingzhou City to find me, and we'll see you again." β
Mu Chen stepped onto the high-headed horse and led people in the direction of Qingzhou City.
Looking at the direction Mu Chen left, Luo Xinghan's eyes were solemn and he bowed deeply.
Two days later.
The group was walking in the direction of Qingzhou City, and it was getting dark, and they should also look for a place to stay.
"Deputy Sect Master, there is a temple in front of you, just right to settle there."
"Okay, that's it."
Mu Chen and the others rode towards the temple in the distance.
It was nearly dusk, and the setting glow in the western sky took on a hint of crimson, and the whole land was covered with a strange layer of blood.
Everyone entered the dense forest, and there was no light shining in here, and it was getting darker and darker.
Finally, in the depths of the dense forest, two blood-red lanterns were seen hanging in the air.
"Phew!!"
The crowd stopped.
Wang Er leaned over and said in a low voice: "Deputy Sect Master, why is this lantern hanging in the air, could it be an evil spirit?" β
But Mu Chen didn't feel any evil qi nearby.
"Childe, let me take a look."
Joan dismounted and took a step, and rushed forward, and when he got closer, it dawned on him that the place where the lantern hung was a black wall, which blended into the darkness, and looked as if the lantern was hanging in the air.
There was a knock on the temple door, and a monk walked out.
"Amitabha, donors, I don't know what you are doing here?"
"Master, we have traveled here and want to borrow a night, I don't know if we can?"
The monk looked at a few people, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, our temple is too small to accommodate your donors." β
Mu Chen stepped forward with a smile and took out a silver ingot from his sleeve robe: "This master, in fact, we are here to worship the Buddha and want to donate some incense money to the temple." β
Seeing the ingot of silver, the eyes of the monk flashed, but he immediately regained his composure: "Amitabha, your donors have come from afar, it can be seen that they are full of sincerity, please come in with the little monk!" β
Everyone looked at each other and saw the meaning in each other's eyes.
This temple is not big, there are more than a dozen monks, and these people seem to act very neatly, and they are all equipped with martial arts, which is normal, now the world is so chaotic, which Buddhist disciple does not have a body of martial arts.
Immediately, the monk arranged a room for Mu Chen and the others to stay.
"Amitabha, donors, if there is any need, just tell the little monk to do it, and the little monk will retire first."
"Thank you, Master."
After the monk left, Wang Er laughed and said: "It's really rich that can make ghosts grind, but I didn't expect that this monk was moved by money, how many monks in the temples in this world are not greedy for money?" β
"Hehe, there is no one in this world who is not greedy for money, whether it is a monk or anyone, who is not greedy for money?"
"That's right, I've been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I've never seen anyone who can't see money, including these monks."
Mu Chen was solemn: "There are many monks who are not greedy for money, but you still remember Master Zhilin, that is the real monk." β
When everyone heard this, they also remembered that Master Zhilin, who was not moved by wealth, could indeed be called a high monk, but how many high monks like him could there be in this world.
Speaking of Master Zhilin, Mu Chen sighed, he hadn't seen him for a while since he said goodbye to Qingzhou, and he didn't know where this master had gone.
Mu Chen suddenly thought of the Zhishan master of the Xie family last time, his Qiankun bag was still in his hand, this time was too busy, and the few Qiankun bags he got didn't have time to check it, if he had time tonight, he could take a look.
"Deputy Sect Master, we are still a day's journey away from Dingzhou City, do you want to take a look?"
Wang Er leaned forward and said with a smile.
Several other people also laughed together, everyone knew that Mu Chen's fiancΓ©e was in Dingzhou City, although Mu Chen didn't want to admit it, but this was also a helpless thing, because in a few days, his old father would give him a marriage ceremony.
"No, no."
Mu Chen's face was solemn, as if he was thinking about other things.
Qiong Lian also noticed the abnormality, and stepped forward to ask him: "Childe, did you find something, why is your expression so serious?" β