In the golden yellow of the courtyard, the morning sun penetrated the fallen leaves through the gaps in the trees, and the only aqua blue dress raised its head, and sometimes one or two golden leaves fell suddenly. It's like a beautiful picture.

The person in the painting is also not in the mortal world, in the fantasy beauty, the delicate face is still calm like water, and a pair of clear eyes do not ripple.

But what was it in the direction of her gaze that kept her eyes on it for so long?

Following her line of sight, it turned out to be a stone statue more than 100 feet high!

The stone statue was carved into the shape of the Buddha. Standing below him and looking up, there was a sense of ethereal penetration. He has a dignified appearance, a smile on his face, and his eyes are far away, but that kind of majestic and swaying aura is Ah Ying, who has always been calm and calm, can't help but let out a slight sigh!

Ah Ying Wang's fascination was so great that he didn't even know when Aman came to his side.

"Wow, what a majestic Buddha statue! How much money does it take to carve such a giant Buddha with manpower!

Aman's words were answered by a calm voice: "The little donor doesn't know that this giant Buddha gathered more than 10,000 craftsmen from all over the world and took more than 40 years to complete it. ”

Ah Ying and Ah Man looked back and saw that the refuge monk had slowly walked over. He was as calm and indifferent as ever, although it did not match his age and childishness.

"Master once said that there was a wandering monk who untied the knot in his heart for decades for the emperor of the previous dynasty, and the emperor decided to find the monk and give him a heavy gift. The emperor searched for decades, but there was no trace of the monk. At that time, the emperor happened to ride his horse through Manhai. He knew that there was a temple in the sea of death, and when he saw the handsome mountain behind the temple, he raised his voice and laughed wildly. The officials and attendants with him did not know what he meant, and thought that he had fallen for evil magic, but he said, 'I have found it...... I finally found him, it turned out that he had been there, all along...... 'The emperor rode away, and a few days later, successive armies of craftsmen rushed to Manhai, to the mountains behind the temple, and began to carve with axes and knives day and night. Unfortunately, the emperor did not see what the Buddha looked like until his death, and the new emperor ordered more craftsmen to enter Manhai in order to repay his father's wishes. Later, the emperor was overthrown, the dynasty perished, and the Ning Dynasty was established. Ten years after the reign of Emperor Daning, this monumental project was finally completed. It's been more than 800 years now......"

Ah Ying and Ah Man listened carefully to the story that the refuge monk said about this story that can be traced back to the previous dynasty, and then raised their eyes to look at this giant Buddha who was sitting quietly between heaven and earth, and looked at the world, there was another indescribable meaning.

After a while, the refuge also came back to his senses from the story of Fang Caide, "The two donors, did you still have the habit of staying in this Jingzhai Pavilion last night?"

Ah Man bowed deeply with his palms together and said, "Little Master Lao is worried, I had a good rest last night!"

A faint smile quickly flashed across his face and he said, "In that case, please come with me." As he spoke, he lifted his footsteps.

Ah Ying and Ah Man took refuge and walked a distance along the road they came yesterday, passing through the trestle bridge, the temple, and Langfang. What he saw and heard along the way made Ah dizzy and breathtaking. Aman deeply realized that if the scenery of the Taoist temple of the Cloud Pavilion was compared, the pavilions and buildings of the Temple of the Past Life would be more peaceful.

The bridge is a bridge, the road is a road, the water is water, the tree is a tree, and even the blue lantern stone platform at the end of the road has not been carefully carved, everything seems very natural.

The few things alternated in Aman's sight, but they didn't bore him in the slightest. Because these simple things have an elegant sense of beauty and painting every time they are combined.

The most in the temple is the ancient yellow-leaved trees that spread for hundreds of miles outside the temple.

Walking through the flowing water plank road and the ancient temple bell pavilion, the three of them came to a relatively empty place.

On the west side of the three of them, two yellow-leaved ancient trees cover half of the sky, and on the east side is a water bowl lotus platform of several zhang. Standing in front of the three of them is the largest temple in the temple, the "Temple of the Afterlife"!

The stone eaves on the west side are all wind chimes of different sizes, but the clear sound of the wind chimes cannot be heard, only the humming chanting sound comes from the hall.

At this moment, there are more than a dozen monks and disciples sitting in the Temple of the Dead Life, staring at the golden-bodied Buddha statue several feet high and chanting sutras.

Ah Ying and Ah Man bypassed the chanting disciples and walked slowly to the bitter and happy body of the golden Buddha statue.

"Disciple Aman, Aman and Aying have seen the master!" Aman said slowly.

After half a ring, I heard a bittersweet and dry voice and said slowly: "This person sitting next to the old man is the junior brother of the old man who has passed away...... Would the two benefactors be willing to do another gift for him?"

A white-eyed old monk sat quietly from the bitter place, if it weren't for the fact that he bowed his back and sank his head a little, who could have found out that this was a dead person!

Aman came to kneel down in front of Du Nan, and when he saw that Ah Ying did not move, he beckoned her to come over and kneel together. "Master Du Nan, when I heard the news of your death yesterday, my sister and I were very worried. Your murderer has even put all the charges on my sister's head! If you know about it, you will help us find the real culprit!"

After speaking, Aman knocked heavily.

Ah Ying also kowtowed after a moment.

"The demon girl next to you is the real murderer!" A sharp voice came from the door of the hall, and the startled disciples stopped chanting and looked at each other.

"Now you are still acting here, if you are left in the temple any longer, I don't know how many people will end up with my master!"

Aman turned his head violently, looked at him angrily and dissatisfied, and was about to say something.

The Buddhist disciples in the audience all cast strange glances and began to discuss. Master Du Nan is second only to Master Kule among several senior monks in the Temple of the Dead, and treats the disciples in the temple more amiably than Kule. The news of the death of the martyrdom spread, and the whole temple was saddened. If it is really as Qing Lantern said, the woman in the blue dress in front of her is the murderer, how can they sit still?

Kule slowly got up, squinting at Ah Ying, Ah Man, and the full circle of disciples: "The two donors come with me, I have something to say." And he went out of the temple.

Ah Ying and Ah Man left the Temple of the Dead with the footsteps of bitterness, walked a distance, and came to a quiet Zen temple.

At this time, no one followed, and Aman suddenly had a bad idea, this old monk had to ......

He raised his eyes and glanced at Ah Ying, and asked, "Master...... Master, what is this place?"

Ku Le pushed open the door with one hand and said, "This is the meditation room of the senior brother of the difficulty." ”

The room was unexpectedly messy, and there were obvious cracks on the walls on three sides, and a discerning person could tell at a glance that this was the trace left by the qi vein master's fighting technique.

Bitter Joy walked to a pool of solidified blood in the corner, and Ah Ying and Ah Man followed.

This pool of blood has been coagulated for a long time, and a fist-sized word was also written on it with blood stains - "shadow"!

When Aman saw this blood word for the first time, his face changed suddenly, and he was stunned. He exclaimed in fear, "How is it possible...... The word...... Someone must have framed my sister...... It must be!"

Bitter Joy silently stared at the blood word under him, and finally raised his voice after a while: "The old man broke into the room the morning before yesterday, and saw the junior brother lying quietly in this pool of blood, and his blood-stained index finger fell at the end of this word. ”

Before the bittersweet expression was finished, Aman's rebuttal was almost shouted: "You liar, this word must have been left by the real murderer, he wants to frame his sister, it must be so!"

Kule suddenly turned sideways, his gaze resting on Ah Ying's calm and colorless face for a long time, and then glanced at Ah Man again. There was not even any sadness or anger in his expression.

"When I saw the word "shadow" for the first time, I felt that there was something strange about how my junior brother, a dying man, could write such neat handwriting. In the same way, I was puzzled in my heart, who had the ability to kill the junior brother of the difficulty, kill a strong person in the late stage of Ruoling, and blame this Shadow benefactor?"

The Bitter Joy Master paced a few steps, and then said in a dry voice, "At the same time, I am reminded of a bloody case that happened in the Broken Cloud Pavilion not long ago. Elder Changling is also a good hand in the Xuanmen, but he was assassinated in the middle of the night. I once participated in the condolences of the Elder Elder in the Broken Cloud Pavilion in front of me, and the disciples of his disciples said that they had witnessed the appearance of the murderer with their own eyes, and it was this Shadow Benefactor!"

Master Bitterness turned back abruptly again, meeting Ah Ying's gaze. But I saw that this woman was as calm as ever. Looking at himself seriously, in his impression, this woman has never been flustered, never!

Aman was already impatient, and said hurriedly: "Master, you also believe that the person who killed the Elder Elder is not your sister, right?"

Kule didn't give Aman's answer directly, but said: "How can a person who has the ability to kill two Xuanmen masters in succession not have a little disguise technique!"

Bitter Joy sighed softly, and her gaze became weak. "Speaking of which, the two donors are also hard-working people. Lao Wei still remembers the scene of your intercession for the river fire in the Seven Evils a month ago. ”

Hearing this, Aman's heart felt a sense of cordiality. His eyes became slightly red and swollen, and he called out heavily: "Master!"

"Lao Wei widely spread the book post to inform the world of the news of the Xuanmen, the junior brother was killed, and hoped to find the traces of the two donors as soon as possible. If the two donors walked the rivers and lakes, the old man concluded that the murderer would definitely cause more bloody cases in the name of Ah Ying's donor. At that time, if the old man comes forward to defend Ah Ying's benefactor again, I am afraid it will be too late......"

When Aman heard this, his gratitude for the bitterness and joy was indescribable. He only clenched his fists heavily and bowed deeply.

Ah Ying suddenly said and asked, "Stay, here?"

"This mysterious murderer's skill must have reached a level that is beyond the reach of you and me. This person can be found out in a moment, and the two donors are temporarily living in the temple, how about the long-term consideration?"