Who would have thought that the White Horse Temple, which seeks to have a good child, would have such an inside story, and who would have thought that the walls of the magnificent Daxiong Treasure Hall were filled with the corpses of dead people.

Jiang Han probably guessed that Bai Yunxiang and Bai Yundong under Ning Yue should have gone deep into the White Horse Temple and found the inside story of the monk raping the female believer in the temple, but they were discovered by the master in the temple, and they may have encountered an accident and died in the White Horse Temple.

But in any case, we have to look again.

"Si Jian, you go down the mountain first to find Bai Yunshen, tell her the inside story of the White Horse Temple, quickly go to my eldest brother, and ask him to bring troops to help." Jiang Han thought for a while and said.

The fact that the White Horse Temple can do evil for so long but has not been discovered has nothing to do with the Kyoto Yamen, and it is best to let the eldest brother lead the Yulin Guard to the White Horse Temple.

As for Yu Linwei's duty to defend the imperial city, coming to suppress the monk is inevitably suspected of exceeding his authority, but he can't do much at the moment.

If the sins of the White Horse Temple are investigated, even if they exceed their powers, they can still offset the merits.

Si Jian said: "What about you? ”

Jiang Han said: "I will check whether there is a secret room secret passage in the temple, and I may be able to find the whereabouts of Bai Yundong and Bai Yunxiang......

He saw Si Jian frowning and frowned, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, don't worry about me, even if I am discovered by the abbot, I am enough to protect myself." ”

"Hmph, who's worried about you?" Si Jian snorted lightly, rolled his eyes coldly, and left the main hall in a flash.

The corners of Jiang Han's mouth twitched slightly, and after seeing Si Jian leave, he left the Guanyin Temple, passed through the temples, and went to the abbot's room.

The White Horse Temple has been around for some years, and it is only in recent months that it has gradually appeared in the sight of the people of Great Xia, and Jiang Han believes that there is more to the temple than this dirty thing.

When you find a cockroach in the corner, it's actually all over your room.

In the dark corners where the sun doesn't shine, there are definitely more dirty things that no one knows.

If there is a secret room in the White Horse Temple, then the abbot's room is the most likely.

Even if you can't find the secret passage of the secret room, you may be able to find some evidence of the abbot's collusion with people in the government.

Jiang Han plans to expose the inside story of the White Horse Temple, and to pull out this cancer, he will pull out the roots connected to the abbot's feet.

The abbot's room is in the center of the White Horse Temple, compared with other Zen rooms, the abbot's room is much more simple and ancient, the walls are full of creepers, and the light is refracted through the window lattice.

An old chanting could be faintly heard inside.

"It's not me. If it were me. Lust should not be sick and suffering. I want to be like that. I don't want to be like that. Neither is it. Do whatever you want. That's why you should know. Color is not me. Knowing what to do. And so it is......"

The chanting sound is old and long, as if it carries a powerful magic power, which makes people dizzy to listen.

Jiang Han thought to himself, is the abbot Xuanguang still chanting and not falling asleep?

He looked at the light in the abbot's room, and frowned, if the abbot was in the room, he would not be able to go in and investigate.

He couldn't be sure whether Abbot Xuanguang was a master or an ordinary monk, if it was an ordinary monk, he could just go in and get dizzy, but if he was a master, he might not be able to take it down easily.

"How do you get the abbot out of the room?"

Jiang Han's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly looked at the scripture building on the west side, and suddenly had an idea.

"Let's go to the Scripture Building first, burn the Scripture Building, and see if I can lure Xuanguang out, if Xuanguang leaves the room, I can sneak in and look for things unscrupulously...... It must be fast, Si Jian has already killed a few monks, and if those monks are discovered, it will not be so easy to explore the White Horse Temple. ”

Just do it, Jiang Han quickly left the abbot's room, and before leaving, he heard the old chanting voice of the abbot.

"Color is impermanent. This is suffering. Or bitter. Bad bitterness. Walk hard. But I heard it. Smell more disciples. Hold on to me. Color is who I am. I have all colors. The color belongs to me. I don't ...... in color."

Jiang Han's heart was slightly uncertain, and a faint sleepiness appeared, and the Liming Wen Palace was shocked, and the sleepiness was immediately dispelled.

He was in a pang in his heart, fortunately he did not exaggerate entering the abbot's meditation room, this abbot Xuanguang can make people trance-like just by chanting, and his Buddhist cultivation is only afraid of being extremely deep.

If you act recklessly, you are afraid that you have already suffered a loss.

He quickened to the scripture building.

There are two monks guarding the outside of the scripture building.

But at this moment, it is already late at night, and it is important to say that a place like the Tibetan Scripture Building is important, after all, it is an important place for Buddhism, and it is not important to say that it is not important, most of the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Building are obscure, even if it is a monk, it may not be able to read it, let alone others.

Jiang Han didn't make a move on the two monks, but went around to the back of the scripture building, ran his talent, and said in a low voice: "The smoke envelops the corner of the earth, the black fog locks the end of the world, the wind generates flames, and the red fire emits red glow. ”

After he finished reciting this poem, black smoke billowed from the scripture building, and a raging fire suddenly burned in the attic.

The two monks guarding the pavilion did not expect that the scripture pavilion behind them would suddenly catch fire, and when they found out, the fire was already uncontrollable.

"Why did it catch fire? Could it be that a rat knocked over an oil lamp? ”

"Quick, put out the fire!"

The two monks hurriedly woke up the other monks to put out the fire in the scripture building, and the scene became a mess in an instant.

Jiang Han looked at the burning fire and the group of monks who were busy fighting the fire, and quietly retreated.

I hope to lure the abbot out of the abbot's room, otherwise when the monks finish extinguishing the fire, they will guess that someone is setting it on fire.

With such a sudden fire and the uncontrollable fire all of a sudden, it is easy to guess that someone is deliberately setting the fire.

Jiang Han quickly returned to the abbot's room, and saw a monk running to the abbot's room and said loudly: "Oh no, abbot!" The scripture building is gone! ”

“…… What has been done. Not subject to aftermath. When this method is spoken. Five, etc. to all kinds of troubles. Experience......"

The chanting stopped abruptly, the door opened, and an old monk with white hair and beard walked out of it.

The old monk is wearing a robe, wearing a five-Buddha hat, holding a Buddha bead, and his appearance is unusually kind, looking like a benevolent and kind old monk.

The old monk said, "What are you panicking about? Let me take a look. ”

The voice is gentle, just like the sound of chanting.

After he finished speaking, he took the monk to the scripture building.

Jiang Han's heart moved, the plan was successful!

Seeing their backs disappear, Jiang Han came to the abbot's room, and seeing that the door was not locked, he exhaled a sigh of relief, but it was troublesome, and he didn't know that someone would visit his meditation room at this time.

Pushing the door and walking into the meditation room, Jiang Han swept his eyes, and there was a bed, a table, a chair, and a row of bookshelves in the meditation room.

On the table are some scriptures, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Jiang Han came to the bookshelf first and tried to pull the bookshelf to see if there was any mechanism.

After some trying, the bookshelf did not move.

"It seems that there is no secret room or anything like that, what is on the bookshelf?"