There was a roar in the distance, and a convoy slowly walked up another fork in the road towards the ten-mile long pavilion, interfering with the fiery atmosphere between Chao He and Cao Wanchu, and the people in Tsing Yi immediately divided five or six people to greet him. The Great Yuan Zen Master recited the Buddha's name and said, "Two donors, you might as well wait a little." ”

Chao He nodded and said: "Listen to their call signs, it should be the body of the Mourning Tiger Zen Master who has been transported over, junior brother, the deceased is the greatest, how about waiting for an hour, let me worship the Mourning Tiger Zen Master." ”

Chao He has been through a hundred battles, he is indeed experienced, Cao Wanchu is determined to move, from the beginning of his appearance, every link has forced Chao He to have a feeling of being out of breath, at this time, Chao He's mentality can not be immersed in it; after delaying for an hour, Chao He can adjust it, and the odds of winning are greater than now. Chao He proposed to worship the Mourning Tiger Zen Master, which was the reason why Cao Wanchu could not refuse, once he refused, the Great Yuan Zen Master and Zhang Qing would stand on Chao He's side, Cao Wanchu nodded indifferently in agreement.

In fact, there was only one carriage in the convoy, and the rest were escorted by the masters of the rivers and lakes, and the carriage contained a coffin, which contained the body of the Mourning Tiger Zen Master. No one saw the process of Yang Zhi and the Mourning Tiger Zen Master, but Li Jun and others can testify that the person who killed the person was the blue-faced beast Yang Zhi, so the corpse of the Mourning Tiger Zen Master is particularly important, before the corpse began to decompose, you can look at the knife marks left by Yang Zhi, in the eyes of the masters, you can know what Yang Zhi's knife skills are like through the knife marks.

It was not the people of the rivers and lakes who brought back the body of the Mourning Tiger Zen Master, but a group of monks, who were not only dressed in brand new clothes, but also rode horses, which was now a somewhat surprising sight. The Great Song Dynasty is now the time to promote Taoism, almost every city is building the Qing Palace, many temples have been converted into Taoist temples, and the monks who do not want to be Taoist priests have basically been canceled and driven out of the Taoist temples; these monks are so arrogant that if they are known by the government, it will be a great sin.

The monk on the horse didn't see any surprise, the most striking thing was the two monks driving the carriage, one monk was full of pockmarks, sitting in the co-pilot's seat, turning back from time to time to take care of the coffin, the action was so careful, it seemed that the Mourning Tiger Zen Master in the coffin was not dead, but accidentally fell asleep. The monk who drove the carriage was a square face, a pair of eyes gave people the feeling of being empty, although the person was driving the car, his heart seemed to be in another place, the key is that the carriage is very stable, and can keep up with the monk on horseback.

The monks are not walking on the official road, it is a loess road built by the local people themselves, and they can only see clearly when they get closer, and the faces of each monk look terrible, so the people in Tsing Yi who greeted them consciously closed their mouths and did not ask the monks where to send the coffin of the Mourning Tiger Zen Master?

The wheels of the carriage rolled in the flying loess, Yang Zhi stood in the shade of the trees, sweating in a gust of mountain wind, he had recognized the origin of these monks, the monks of Leyou Temple in Putuo Mountain in the East China Sea; Leyou Temple is a tantric temple, and the bitter monk Waihu Zen Master turned out to be an ascetic monk in Leyou Temple, but he did not practice the tantric mind of the temple, but was tempted by a monk who had been a pirate to learn swordsmanship, and finally became a marginal person, and then broke into the Central Plains.

When Yang Zhi was hiding in Yangzhou, he had been to Leyou Temple, and he had a particularly clear memory of the monks' clothing, and now the Mourning Tiger Zen Master is dead, but the monks of the Leyou Temple have appeared in Xiangzhou, and it can be concluded that these people are here to find the Mourning Tiger Zen Master. Yang Zhi thought of the Dingzen knife on his body, the origin of this knife is actually unknown to anyone, just because the Mourning Tiger Zen Master once mentioned the name of the knife to Li Yuweng, the owner of Xuanyu Villa, after it spread from Li Yuweng, everyone in the world knew that the knife of the bitter monk was the Dingzen knife.

The monk's convoy was cut off from the encirclement, and the pock-faced monk's face changed, and anyone could see that he was angry, but he didn't even move, because the square-faced monk had already taken the lead and walked into the encirclement. Everyone saw that the square-faced monk was a terrible master, in his eyes, the sword in the hand of the big man in Tsing Yi was the little guy's toy, and five knives were slashed at the square-faced monk, but none of the knives could see through the flowing monk's clothes on his body, and the person who shot was shocked away, and helplessly watched the square-faced monk walk in front of the Great Circle Zen Master.

Seeing the Great Yuan Zen Master, the square-faced monk's face finally squeezed out a very kind smile, but when he spoke, his eyes were cold and could pierce people's hearts: "The little monk is good and fearless to see the big circle brother, I don't know what the grand ceremony is, it actually blocked the official road, but the little monk is short of time, and I hope that the senior brother and the donors will say a word and let us go over." ”

Zhang Qing glanced at the carriage, and said directly and briefly, aggressively: "I am Zhang Qing without feather arrows, these people are my subordinates, and yesterday we also sent someone to inform you of the death of the Mourning Tiger Zen Master, you should enter the city at the west gate, how did you get to the north gate?"

Zhang Qing was obviously unhappy, no matter what kind of strong dragon, when he arrived in Xiangzhou, he should respect a local snake like himself; Shan Wuxing actually smiled: "We are just a group of monks passing by your land, how can we know what road, we walked and walked, and we came here, we have no money on us, and there are no expensive things in the car, just a coffin, and it is nothing to walk a little more." ”

Zhang Qing sighed and said: "So I really can't figure out how you treat us this way, no wonder Brother Song Jiang Song said, sometimes, it doesn't make sense to be reasonable, but after all, we are the head of the land, we can't lose the face of the master, come here, let them send the banquet to the long pavilion, and those ordinary people who watch the excitement will give two steamed buns each." ”

A firework flew into the sky, and no matter whether it was Chao He or Shan Wu, it was too late to stop the people more than ten meters away, and a group of people immediately walked out of a small village not far away, one after another with carts, some with food boxes, some with tables and chairs, and some with a jar of wine. Push walked in from outside the valley. The person who walked in the front looked like a shopkeeper, came over and said to Zhang Qing with a smile: "Master Zhang, there are four tables of banquets, one of which is vegetarian food, let's serve cold dishes first, and the hot dishes will be good for a while." “

Zhang Qing nodded, the shopkeeper turned around and waved his hand, and everyone began to get busy; Shan Wuxing sighed and said to himself: "The strange temper of rich people is really incomprehensible, it's not a time to delay a meal, but there is not much of a problem." ”

Cao Wanchu looked at the cold dishes and prepared ingredients taken out of the food box, swallowed his saliva and asked Zhang Qing, "Is there a seat for me?"

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