By the time Li Binghe and Rimai came out of the wing, there were already many disciples and grandchildren of the Feipeng Martial Arts Hall standing in the courtyard, most of whom were guarding the door of the firewood room.

Many people knew Li Bing, and when they saw him coming, they bowed their heads and automatically gave way. Li Bing couldn't call their names, but he was also polite in returning.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Uncle Ma waving his whip and slapping the fat monk on the ground whose hands and feet were tied.

Each whip fell, and there was a loud crisp sound. The man on the ground, like a fat hedgehog, shrunk tighter with each whip, and his robe was already torn, and only a dirty monk's robe remained.

Fourth Uncle Ma is nearly fifty years old and is the fourth master of the Feipeng Martial Arts Hall. He was short, but dark and strong, and a scar on his face stretched from his left forehead to the right corner of his mouth, which also destroyed his left eye.

He was not originally surnamed Ma, he was a gangster in Chang'an, and when Ma Xuewen's father first started to mix in Chang'an, he still worshiped under him. The martial arts are not high, and he lacks scheming, but he is ruthless, and he has followed Ma Xuewen's father for decades, and he has been mixed from a small role to his current status, relying on that ruthlessness and loyalty to the Ma family.

"His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has come down?" he saw Li Bing enter the door, paused the whip in his hand, and said: "Your Highness, don't get too close, be careful of blood splashing on your body and dirty clothes." ”

This is not a joke, and the man on the ground really can't find a piece of good flesh and skin, which is the rule of the underworld.

If this person offended the Chang'an Non-Sect, he might be locked up and interrogated carefully, and he wouldn't have much trouble until the evidence was sufficient. But the Feipeng Martial Arts Hall is not a reasonable place, as long as there is a slight offense in their hands, it doesn't matter if he moves or not, he has to shed his skin if he doesn't die.

"This is the monk who taught the literature and practice?"

"That's him! This guy is a hard bone, he beat him a few times, but he still doesn't move!" Uncle Ma said, pulled up a kick, and kicked the man in the back: "It's better to really beat him to death!"

The man on the ground shrank into a ball, and after being kicked, he clicked out a mouthful of blood, glanced at Li Bing and Fourth Uncle Ma slightly, and buried his head again.

Although Uncle Ma is a three-legged cat in the rivers and lakes, he has a lot of experience in fighting, and he knows where it hurts but does not hurt the roots, even if the whole body is fractured, he can still have a breath, torturing people, which is the most powerful.

The fat monk was obviously scared of being beaten, and he didn't know how many punches and kicks he had received before this.

"What is your relationship with the Guo family in Lantian! What kind of evil art did you use to harm my nephew?

Fourth Uncle Ma spoke fiercely, and the monk trembled: "It's not me! It's really not me! I'm here to save people?"

Li Bing only felt that this person's voice and figure were a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while, so he squatted down, broke the person's chin, and looked at it carefully.

The fat monk's cheeks were blue and purple, and there were many abrasions, and there was a thick blood scab on the corner of his mouth, which was only connected to the skin and could fall off at any time. Just looking at it, it hurts.

Li Bing recalled slightly, and said: "That day, in the 'Yunhai Kuo', did you stop me and Xuewen?"

The fat monk also looked at Li Bing as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, and shouted: "It's me! It's me! That day in the restaurant, I saw that the Ma family's son's Yin Tang was black, and he also persuaded him!"

On that day, Li Bing set up a wine to thank a few sworn brothers for their help in pacifying the palace change, and when the banquet was dismissed, Wei Ze and Han Linyuan were drunk, and only Li Bing and Ma Xuewen saw the unfragrant monk.

Monk Buxiang wanted to persuade Ma Xuewen to be more careful at that time, but he had eaten a lot of food and could only leave in a huff.

Li Bing roughly remembered what happened, and he explained: "Fourth Uncle Ma! I met this person when I was drinking with Xuewen in Yunhaikuo more than ten days ago, and he also said that Xuewen would have a disaster at that time!"

Fourth Uncle Ma recognized that he was a person sent by the Guo family in Lantian, and snorted coldly: "Wow! It turned out to be designed early in the morning! My nephew who studied literature escaped the first time, but he was still calculated by you." After that, another whip.

The fat monk could only curl up in a ball again, and kept shouting: "It's not me! It's really not me! I'm saving him! You really caught the wrong person!"

Li Bing can't say what's going on here, but he just thinks that this time doesn't seem to be quite right-Qingqing said that the Guo family gambling house was probably smashed a few days before the Shangyuan Festival, and the fat monk saw Li Bing for the first time was also roughly that time. These two things are too close to each other, and it is not easy to say whether they are related.

"Fourth Uncle Ma, spare him first. I'll go to Ximing Temple immediately and see if I can find someone knowledgeable to help interrogate!"

At night, he had to enter the palace to reply, Li Bing didn't dare to delay, for today's plan, it was important to save Xuewen, first go to Ximing Temple to ask for relations, and see if he could invite the senior monks of Xiangji Temple to come forward.

He originally planned to ask Yinglan'er to leave together, but she was afraid that Qingqing would not be in a good mental state, so she simply stayed in Huaxiju to accompany her, and only Rimai followed.

As soon as he went out, Li Bing asked Rimai for his opinion, and only got three simple words: "No clue!"

Interlaced like a mountain, it seems that a master like Rimai does not understand everything.

Li Bing untied the brocade bag of the Three Treasures Group, and asked if he had noticed anything abnormal.

But he said: "Things have sounded rough, but you have been in a hurry, and you have not untied the bag, and no breath has penetrated at all." Where can I know what!"

This is Li Bing's carelessness, he knew that he would have come out fiercely, maybe he could find some clues.

Time was pressing, and he didn't have time to turn around, so he went straight to Ximing Temple first, so that he could only wait for the next time.

Since it is an important place for Buddhism, Li Bing is not sure whether this bag of the Three Treasures Tuanjin is still useless, and the plane has branches, so he has to hand over the fierce power to Rimai and let him wait for him outside the temple.

Ximing Temple is crowded with people, and there is an endless stream of people offering incense. Li Bing went straight to the meditation room in the backyard, but was told that the abbot and several familiar monks were not there, and the one who came to see Li Bing was the youngest of the Jingzi generation, the first "Jinggui" of Mingshan Hall.

Li Bing got straight to the point, roughly talked about Ma Xuewen's situation, and expressed his intentions:

"Master Jinggui, I want to ask your temple for personal favors, go to Xiangji Temple to help find a high monk, and save my sworn brother from fire and water. ”

Jinggui didn't hide it, and handed over the truth to Li Bing: "It's not that the little monk doesn't help, it's really that the Xiangji Temple can't draw out manpower, and even the senior brothers of our temple have gone to the Xiangji Temple today!"

"Oh, what's so serious. ”

Jinggui didn't answer, but asked instead: "I heard that the prince went to Liangzhou this time to exterminate the remnants of the Rong Sect?"

Li Bing smiled: "You are well-informed?"

"Don't dare. The Mingshan Hall, where the little monk is located, is the most secular but the most. It's not that the little monk can inquire, it's just that this time the fusion sect has reappeared in the rivers and lakes, which makes people panic, and the little monk even if he doesn't want to know, he hears it!"

These words are intriguing, and Li Bing speculated: "You mean, this incident in Xiangji Temple is also related to Rongjiao?"

Jinggui nodded and said: "Exactly! Xiangji Temple is the ancestral court of the Pure Land Sect, and it has a high reputation among the Buddhist sects. The master of the current abbot 'Master Puding' is 'Master Zheng', and he is the elder brother of the orthography generation of Xiangji Temple. There is also a little junior brother in the Zhengzi generation, the law name is 'Zhengsu', this person is talented and intelligent, and he is very loved by the old abbot.

But when the old abbot passed away, he passed the position of abbot to the honest big apprentice 'Zhengzheng', but did not pass it on to the younger apprentice 'Zhengsu', who was obviously higher in kung fu and ability.

Zhengsu was dissatisfied, and was anxious for a group of disciples to prepare to seize power, but was suppressed by other disciples of the Zhengzi generation. After his defeat, he left and was never heard from again.

It wasn't until ten years later, when Anshi rebelled, that the Buddhists knew of his whereabouts. It turned out that he joined the 'Wanfu Cave', one of the 'Four Caves of Rongjiao'. ”

Li Bing heard this name for the first time, and said in surprise: "Wanfu Cave?"

Jinggui also confirmed: "That's right, it's Wanfu Cave." Within the Rong Sect, there are two envoys, four caves, eight disciples and sixteen venerables. The Sixteen Venerables led tens of thousands of believers scattered all over the place, and the eight disciples were all maverick martial arts masters, and these four caves were the essence of the true fusion of the sect.

Guiyuan Cave: Study the world's strange craftsmanship. Forging, medicine, inscriptions, fine gold, stone art, organs, etc., are all covered by craftsmen all over the world, regardless of the category.

Shizhong Cave: It is good at all kinds of side doors, the more it is despised by the rivers and lakes, the more it is regarded as the truth, and the most dirty.

Wanfu Cave: It collects the world's martial arts and scriptures, and tries to find ways to crack each move, or the flaws of the sect's doctrine.

Big Fish Cave: It is a place to store strange creatures in the world, whether it is a walking corpse, a ghost, a spirit or a demon, as long as it is a non-human creature, there is a way to collect it.

The reason why Rongjiao can develop so much depends on the foundation of these four holes.

After Zhengsu left Xiangji Temple, he joined the Rongjiao Wanfu Cave, worshiped a person who studied the classics of Buddhism, and traveled to Tianzhu for several years, and only returned to the Central Plains when he knew that Anshi was in rebellion.

After trying to occupy Chang'an by the rebels, he also became the abbot of Xiangji Temple. However, after His Royal Highness King Xiang returned to Chang'an with the holy army, he was nowhere to be found.

Until a few days ago, someone named 'Duanmu Jing', who claimed to be the apprentice of 'Zhengsu', went down to Xiangji Temple, saying, 'Master has passed away, and he wants to take back the 'Concentration Muyu' belonging to his master with his ability as a disciple of the outer sect of Xiangji Temple.' also posted to all the temples in Chang'an, inviting them to watch the ceremony, which is really arrogant.

This 'heart wooden fish' is the treasure of Xiangji Temple, and only one abbot has been passed down through the ages. He is so blatantly challenged at the door, I am afraid that he also has some ability. ”

Li Bing finally understood the general situation, and asked rhetorically: "The people of the Rongjiao swaggered in Chang'an, and Jingzhao Mansion didn't care?"

"The government has always been uninvolved in the affairs of Buddhism. Moreover, the origin of this Duanmu Jing is not clear, and there is no evidence that he is a person from Rongjiao. ”

Hearing this, Li Bing smiled knowingly: "It's better to do me a favor, go to Xiangji Temple to find a few senior monks, and take a look at my sworn brothers." I'll also do you a favor, inform the city gate, and send someone to protect the Xiangji Temple, and when I see this person, I will immediately arrest him. Make sure he can't enter the gate of Xiangji Temple!"

Jinggui was taken aback by Li Bing's statement, and it took him half a day to arrive: "This ...... I'm afraid it's inappropriate!"

"I'm not showing favoritism, either. The government has already ordered him to be arrested, and even if he doesn't learn literature, I will arrest him for interrogation. ”

Jinggui hesitated, and said: "The stakes are very high, and the little monk can't make a decision, so he can only tell the abbot to discuss it with Xiangji Temple." ”

"Okay! I'll wait for your reply. ”

Li Bing looked at the sun, it was time to enter the palace, and said: "The troubles are cleared and the master will leave now." I'll come back again in two hours! I hope Master Jinggui can talk about moving the monks of Xiangji Temple!"

"Amitabha, the little monk does his best!"