Bang Bang Bang ......

As the groom flicked his whip, the carriage sped up a little, and rushed forward, and the wheels crushed the green juice of the turf, revealing two shallow rut marks.

Behind the carriage, there was a carriage surrounded by strong men on horseback.

It was a small team of horses.

Lifting the curtain of the door, revealing a young face, he asked the groom in front of him.

"Uncle, how far is Qixia Temple?"

When the old man who drove the horse heard this, he said respectfully.

"Cousin, Qixia Temple is not far away, and there are about two miles away. ”

"Liangli? I know, this time I went to Qixia Temple just to repay my wish, so don't be too anxious. ”

"Hey, I see, cousin. ”

The groom who drove the carriage was the domestic slave of the Wang clan of Anrui City, and while he was driving the carriage, he glanced at the young man in the carriage, but he was a little confused in his heart.

He had never seen this son, but the news from the inner family came that this son was the son of his cousin's family in Ouyue City, and he came here this time to go to Qixia Temple to repay his vows for his mother.

"What a good boy who is filial. ”

The old coachman sighed in his heart, and then flicked his whip lightly, and the speed of the carriage could not help but speed up a little.

The young man asked the old man who was driving the car, then retracted into the carriage, lifted the curtains on the left and right, and looked outside, but there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

He looked out the window, it was already seven or eight miles away from Anrui City, and there were already very few people to see, and there were barren fields everywhere, and he could only see narrow patches of autumn wheat under the cover of weeds.

This must have been sown by the villages gathered outside the city.

However, he did not see the shadow of the village that existed around him.

Just as he was about to lower the curtains, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and then a figure came to the open window, but it was a strong man dressed in black.

He glanced at the old man who was driving the car, and then leaned over and whispered.

"My lord, did you find anything? Or is this guy driving the car dishonest......

When he said this, the tone that was deliberately suppressed could only be heard by him and the young man, but the eyes in his eyes were unusually ruthless, and he looked like no one should enter.

The young man glanced at him, turned his head, and whispered.

"Assistant Manager Wu, take it easy, we are now the sons and minions who go out, don't take out all the sets in the Hanging Mirror Division, understand?"

Although his voice was smooth and relaxed, Assistant Wu lowered his head and didn't dare to say more, just whispered.

"Yes, sir. ”

"Hmmm......"

A slight cold snort came from the young man's mouth.

Assistant Wu's face changed slightly, and he quickly changed his words.

"Yes, Childe!"

"Remember, next time keep your mouth shut, know what you should say and what you can't say, go down!"

The young man lowered the curtains, leaned back on the carriage, closed his eyes and recuperated.

The horseback assistant Wu slowed down his horse and fell behind the group.

Listening to the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, the young man opened his eyes again, but his eyes fell into deep thought.

They are not the cousins of the Wang family of Laoshizi at all, they are Yao Qian, the head catcher of the Hanging Mirror Division.

It's just that in order to investigate the case in Qixia Temple, I have to borrow my identity, especially now that the murderer doesn't know who it is, he only knows one place.

Whether it was to cover his sight, or if he didn't want to startle the snake, it was impossible for Yao Qian to storm Qixia Temple with great fanfare.

And just happened to the mysterious disappearance of Wang Jinglun, the son of the Wang family, Yao Qian took advantage of this excuse to directly let the Wang family act in a play, and he became the cousin of the Wang family who came from afar and came to Qixia Temple to repay his wishes.

Of course, this identity can't stand up to long-term scrutiny, as long as you spend some energy, you can still investigate it clearly.

However, having such a long time was enough for Yao Qian, but he didn't care.

The horse team drove slowly towards the road, and before noon, finally came to the foot of the mountain of Qixia Temple.

Qixia Temple incense is prosperous, it is a big temple around Anrui City, whenever the festival is fasting, pilgrims gather, and a group of business markets are naturally gathered at the foot of the mountain.

It's just that usually, this market is not open.

When Yao Qian and the others caught up with the foot of Qixia Temple, they could see simple and continuous dilapidated houses arranged in the shape of a long snake.

A group of horses got down from the wagon, and the groom went to arrange all the wagons and horses.

And Yao Qian led a group of people up the mountain.

Qixia Temple is on the halfway of Qixia Mountain, dragged down from the mountain gate of Qixia Temple on the mountainside, are stone steps about a width of about zhangxu.

A group of people climbed the stairs, and before they had walked dozens of steps, two little novices wearing earthy yellow monk robes trotted down from the mountain, came to Yao Qian and the others, and made a Buddhist salute, Dao.

"You should be the family of Wang Jushi, our first seat has been instructed by Wang Jushi, you come with me. ”

After the two little novices in earthy yellow monks' robes finished speaking, they walked in front to lead the way.

Yao Qian smiled lightly, also unpolitely, and followed behind them.

However, at the time of tea, everyone came to the mountain gate of Qixia Temple, the mountain gate was wide open, and a middle-aged man in a gray monk's robe was standing there, and he was accompanied by four small novices.

Seeing Yao Qian and others coming, he smiled and made a Buddhist ceremony.

"You are the sons mentioned in Wang Jushi's letter? I am the first clear space in the Zhike Hall, you should be tired from the journey, it is better to go to the backyard to rest first, and then talk about the matter of repaying the vows. ”

Yao Qian looked at this pure space monk, his bare head was lit with ring scars, his head was fat, his ears were big, his body was wide and fat, but he couldn't see the appearance of a great monk at all.

But he didn't care, just nodded and said.

"Then it's troublesome Master Clearance, Zhou Li, take a thousand taels of silver, and take it as the sesame oil money we gave to Qixia Temple. ”

As soon as he heard a thousand taels of silver, the eyes of the master of the clear space lit up, but he quickly lowered his head and recited the Buddha's horn.

"Thank you, on behalf of the entire Qixia Temple, thank you for your generosity. ”

One thousand taels is not a small amount, one copper can buy a steamed bun, and one thousand taels of silver is enough for a family for several years.

And now, Yao Qian has given 1,000 taels of sesame oil money before he has even stepped into Qixia Temple, and he will definitely have more when he makes a vow.

Thinking of this, the great monk of Jingkong was full of joy and stretched out his hand to invite Yao Qian and others to enter the temple.

"Layman, I will take you to rest in the mountain courtyard behind the road, this place is quiet, and no one will disturb the layman and the others. ”

"Well, good. ”

Yao Qian agreed, and walked towards Qixia Temple.

The Great Monk of the Clear Sky led the way in front, and their speed was not slow, but after half a cup of tea, they had already passed through the temples and halls in the front hall and came to the outside of the backyard door.

Standing in front of the backyard, Yao Qian looked around.

Directly in front of them was a quiet courtyard, apparently a resting place for pilgrims of status.

On both sides of this quiet courtyard, you can also see a faint series of houses on the back of the mountain, and you can find that the environment is much more backward than this side.

Before Yao Qian came, he had already done a survey, and the houses on these two sides should be the place where Qixia Temple provided those scholars who had no money to study.

From the news obtained from the case file, he was not in a hurry to enter the courtyard, but looked at both sides, Qixia Mountain is indeed a good place, surrounded by verdant greenery, standing here, taking a deep breath, you can feel the freshness.

When the ears move slightly, you can also hear the faint sound of insects and birds, and it is indeed a place of pure retreat.

Such an environment and scenery made him unconsciously relax his mood, and his eyes turned and swept towards his eyes, but his gaze was slightly paused.

Just in front of him, at the back of the courtyard, and in front of what seemed to be a room, stood a woman in a long red dress, like a blood-colored elf, with a strange smile on her face and staring at him with stunned eyes.

With Yao Qian's five senses after refining "Bull Demon Strength" and "Tiger Demon Strength", his eyesight has long been beyond the ability of ordinary people, and he can see clearly from a distance of hundreds of meters.

He could see it at a glance.

The woman in the big red robe standing on the balcony, her lips were also red, just like wearing lip gloss like blood, there were two light blushes on both sides of her face, but the skin was white and scary, there was a feeling that it didn't look like human skin, there was not the slightest emotion in a pair of eyes, not even the slightest flash, and the strange smile on her face seemed to be frozen, so she looked at it in a daze, looking at it......

Yao Qian's skin was covered with goosebumps in an instant.