The convoy was moving very fast, raising a puff of smoke and dust, and when passing by Shi and the others, the green cloth of one of the carriages lifted a corner from the inside, revealing a girl's immature face, about ten years old, looking out twice with frightened eyes, which happened to meet with the sight of the stone, and the guards on the side found it and hurriedly stepped forward to scold, and the green cloth was immediately put down.

Before the smoke and dust landed, the convoy had disappeared from everyone's sight, and the stone was secretly frightened, and the eyes just now made him uneasy, and asked a few people: "I, I just saw a girl locked in the carriage, did you see it?"

Liu Dianzong said with a smile: "Senior Brother Shi, are you dazzled, this is the carriage of King Yun Yulu of Qiantang, how can there be a girl on it?"

"The carriage?" the stone wondered, "I did see a girl sitting in the carriage. ”

Zhang Ruyi frowned and said: "I seem to have seen it too, in the seventh car in the middle, it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible for a girl to appear in the Qiantang King's car, what is going on?"

"I heard from the master that the Ming Prince's chariot is strictly forbidden to smuggle passengers, this is impossible!" Liu Dianzong said affirmatively, and Wu Yiming and Liao Birui also echoed him.

Shi He Ruyi was puzzled and speechless, Liu Dianzong said a few more words impossible, and suddenly there was a shout from behind the crowd: "How is it impossible, have you ever heard of raising thin horses?!"

Everyone was shocked, and when they looked back, they saw two monks, one tall and one short, about sixty years old, both of them were wearing coarse cloth monk's robes, and a string of jujube red prayer beads were hung around their necks, and they were shiny in the depths of the year, tall and square-faced, broad-eared, long-bearded, and white, and a short man with a round face, a beard that was not more than an inch long, and his eyes were not big, and he was bright.

Liu Dianzong saw that these two monks were not good-looking, and they were dressed shabbyly, and they were not very polite, so he only raised his hand and said, "Monk, let me ask you, what are you talking about raising thin horses?"

The two monks came to the front, put their hands together and gave a salute, the stone and Ruyi returned an arch, the other three ignored it, the monk heard Liu Dianzong's slightly disrespectful words, and was not annoyed, it was a tall man who answered the phone, and he continued: "Amitabha, forgive the old monk for being rude, just see a few donors arguing, a moment abrupt, a few are not strange, to say that this thin horse, but it is a business that loses all conscience!"

"Oh, how can you lose your conscience?" asked Liu Dianzong.

The short monk looked at a few people, his eyes stopped on the stone for a moment, and then said: "A few small donors must not often walk in the rivers and lakes, so I don't know, in this Jiangsu and Zhejiang area, exclusive villains are forced to be prostitutes, and even more, when there is a famine, rice nobles and cheap people, even buy and abduct, plunder children from poor families, raise them in the deep courtyard, teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and all kinds of skills in the Qinglou, and treat them to be older, or sell them to prostitutes as prostitutes, or sell them to rich families as concubines, and make hundreds of times more than a profit, which is 'raising thin horses and earning glory'. ”

When the stone heard this, he was stunned, if this matter was true, a glimpse of the carriage, the girl probably wanted to ask for help, but it was unsuccessful, and then wanted to pursue it at this moment, the carriage had already disappeared, and the stone's heart became heavy, and Zhang Ruyi sighed when he heard it.

"Will the King of Qiantang use a cart to transport a girl who raises thin horses?" Wu Yiming said, "Could it be—"

The tall monk said in a low voice: "Yes, it is rumored that the king of Qiantang secretly colluded with the White Lotus Sect to do human trafficking, and the local government has nothing to do. ”

"White Lotus Sect?" Liu Dianzong shouted, he thought that since the people who came to know the White Lotus Sect, they must not be ordinary monks, and exchanged glances with Wu Yiming and the others, and his attitude turned to a little humble, and said: "I don't know where the two masters are located?"

The tall monk was extremely calm and said, "The poor monk is not empty. ”

"No. The short man folded his hands in a humble manner, but his eyes kept looking at the stone.

Liu Dianzong was shocked when he heard this, and saluted with both hands: "It turns out that they are the two great monks of the Heavenly Realm Temple, not empty, not lustful masters, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Daming Buddhism has Bao'en Temple, Linggu Temple, Tianjie Temple is the leader of the sect, Tianjie Temple is in charge of Middle Earth Buddhism, the head of Buddhism, the three major Buddhist temples are countless masters of cultivating Buddha, not empty, not color is the most outstanding two, once with the Ranga mantra, one of the three immortals of the ghost road of the red dragon, the red dragon locked in the dry well of the mountain behind the Tianjie Temple, hundreds of years ago. After receiving the holy decree, the Heavenly Realm Temple had already sent a group of people to come to exterminate the White Lotus Sect, and the two monks traveled around, subduing demons and defending the road, and heard that there was a White Lotus Sect making waves here, so they decided to go south to explore, and happened to pass through here.

The two monks who were not empty and did not color did not answer, turned around and walked in the direction of Huzhou, leaving a sentence: "The right and wrong ahead, persuade the king not to be in danger." ”

Qiantang Palace, night.

"The Netherworld Ghost Fire of the Dongying Widows!" A panicked shout came, and he saw that in the open space in front of the door of Mingyuan's downstairs, a circle of blood-red flames rose from the shadows, surrounding the eight black shadows in the circle.

The gate suddenly opened, and the silence was completely broken by the sound of footsteps, and many heavily armed soldiers suddenly poured out of the empty palace, and the cold light of weapons and armor flickered in the firelight.

The lights were lit upstairs in Mingyuan, the archers in the attic were full of iron arm bows, and the sharp arrows were wound to lock onto the target, and the palace guards downstairs surrounded the black-clothed and tall Chai Xiuji and walked to the door, looking at the assassins who were surrounded by the fire array, they were all strong, all wearing black coarse clothes, their heads were covered with black cloth, and their eyes and demeanor did not look like ordinary green forest bandits, but they had a bit of a monk's demeanor.

"What a thief, dare to break into the palace at night!" Chai Xiuji shouted, not only Mingyuan Tower, but also all the important places in the palace were set up by him in the Dongying ghost array, in the past few years, countless thieves have been killed, and even the disciples of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism who want to sneak into the palace to spy have also been defeated by dozens, except for a few who escaped by chance, the rest are all killed in the array.

Among the black-clothed people, a person flashed forward, his eyes were calm, and he sneered: "I didn't expect to encounter Dongying ghost art in the dignified Qiantang Palace, according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, colluding with the Japanese is a capital crime, even if the King of Qiantang is a relative of the emperor, his crime can be tolerated?"

"Hahahaha!" Chai Xiuji's tall and thin figure shook under the lamplight, "Wokou, I'll dominate the Central Plains sooner or later! I'll let you taste the power of ninjutsu today!"

Chai Xiuji pinched the fire mark in his hand, raised his hand and pointed to the fire array, only to see that the red light of the fire array rose steeply, the red flame rose sharply, the heat was pressing, the circle of the fire array quickly converged inward, and the eight people couldn't dodge, and the clothes on their bodies were burned by the flames, like countless black butterflies falling in the autumn wind.