Walking out of the lecture hall, Yuan Xiaoguan felt a little bad in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This big wheel temple actually asked an old lama to pretend to be Gu Ma Zhi to open the altar to preach, with Gu Ma Zhi's current character, he would definitely not do this, then this matter was done by someone else. This shows that the will of Haruma Chi is not implemented at all in the Great Wheel Temple. Whatever the reason, Kumachi's situation is definitely not good, and he is either dead or stripped of his power.

I was afraid of startling the grass and didn't dare to ask someone, so I couldn't think about it for a while, so I could only take one step at a time.

Yuan Xiaoguan followed the way he came and returned to the east hall where people rested and waited. I found a booth where no one was there. There were beds, tables, and some transcribed scriptures in the compartments. The bed was very dirty, there was a smell of sweat and mold, and I don't know how many people had slept with it, and it was estimated that they had never changed the bedding.

In the past few days, Yuan Xiaoguandong has been hiding in Tibet, he is really tired and sleepy, and he collapsed on the bed with his clothes, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

I don't know how long I slept, and suddenly heard someone knocking on the bang and shouting something, Yuan Xiaoguan suddenly woke up, listened carefully, but heard that someone was calling for dinner. I got up and went out the door, followed the flow of people, and after a while I came to a hall full of tables and chairs. The crowd lined up to get in, get a meal, sit down to eat, and then go out one after another. There were not only foreign believers eating, but also lamas from the temple, and Yuan Xiaoguan saw the fat man who had just led the way. No one spoke, except for the occasional clash of dishes and chopsticks, and the hall seemed quiet.

Yuan Xiaoguan also lined up to receive a meal, only to see a bowl of porridge, a plate of pickles and a piece of black things, which were sandwiched with chopsticks, but saw that it was a piece of dried beans.

This little thing is not enough to eat at all, Yuan Xiaoguan finished eating two or three bites, but saw that no one went to add food and vegetables, and left silently after eating, and was hesitating whether to go out and queue up again to eat again, when he suddenly saw that there was a queue in the place where he received the meal. The man crossed the line directly, brought several meals from the place where he received the meal, and put them in a wooden barrel, many of which he had never seen before, and seemed to be specially prepared, and then walked out with the barrel.

"Not only cut in line, but also take more and occupy more! This is a typical privilege doctrine!" Yuan Xiaoguan's heart moved, and he quietly followed.

The man carried the barrel around the central hall and walked straight to the inside of the temple. When passing through a corridor, Yuan Xiaoguan saw that the room next to him was covered with thick stone bricks, and against the wall were placed weapon racks and several wooden figures. It turned out that he had already arrived at the martial arts institute, and this room was the practice room of the Great Wheel Temple.

Yuan Xiaoguan followed all the way, and when he met someone, he pretended to be sightseeing and looked around.

Once I got closer, I secretly used my exploration skills and found that this person was just an ordinary monk, his Dharma name was Huiguang, he had only learned Tantric Buddhism, and he had no martial arts, but his rank was extremely high, higher than many lamas in the temple, and if he remembered it well, he was only one generation lower than Gumazhi.

After following for dozens of meters, Yuan Xiaoguan couldn't keep up anymore, because there were not only a large number of monks in the temple patrolling with weapons in the courtyard in front of him, but there were also soldiers wearing armor standing guard at the intersection.

Helpless, Yuan Xiaoguan could only return.

After observing from a distance for a long time, Yuan Xiaoguan found that the defense here was very tight, and no matter whether it was a foreign pilgrim or a monk in the temple, they were not allowed to approach that courtyard. The only one who can enter and exit is the monk who delivers the meal with the Dharma name Huiguang, and Huiguang will be strictly searched every time he enters and exits.

This road is not passable, Yuan Xiaoguan can only think of another way, he wholeheartedly plays the role of his wandering lama, worships everywhere, goes to the Tibetan scripture pavilion to copy scriptures, and visits the monks in the temple. Among them, he specially visited the master of Aoi Bukong Illusion by name and had a cordial and friendly Buddhist exchange with him. The content of the exchange is unknown, but it is said that when he left, the master of illusion personally sent Yuan Xiaoguan out, and his face turned into a chrysanthemum. He used money to open the way, and he had a relationship with the senior lamas in the temple, and asked about the current situation of the Dalun Temple and the situation of those officers and soldiers. It may be because he sealed his mouth in advance, and he didn't get much useful information, but he knew that there was a split in the temple now, and there was a very serious contradiction between the monk and the warrior monk, and everyone avoided talking about the source of the contradiction, but Yuan Xiaoguan faintly sensed that it was the abbot who was fighting for the position.

At dinner, Na Huiguang came to deliver the meal again, Yuan Xiaoguan had an idea, stepped forward and asked loudly: "You guy is so ignorant, everyone is queuing up to receive food, you not only cut the queue, but also eat more and occupy more, the Buddha said, 'All beings are equal', what kind of equality are you?"

Na Huiguang obviously didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing, his eyes widened, his face was full of helplessness, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

At this time, the master who was cooking spoke: "This benefactor misunderstood, Uncle Huiguang did not eat more and occupy more, but sent food to the elders of the contemptible faction. ”

"Elder!" Yuan Xiaoguan heard this, thinking that this Huiguang himself was of a high seniority, only one generation shorter than Gu Mozhi, who would his elder be if he was not the abbot Gu Mozhi?

Since he confirmed the conjecture in his heart, he stopped making trouble, pronounced a Buddha name, confessed his guilt, and let that Huiguang leave.

Huiguang hurriedly carried the food, and just walked out of the door of the dining hall, but a figure suddenly flashed out of the oblique thorn, he couldn't dodge, and immediately collided with the person. The collision was so bad that it hurt Huiguang's chest, the barrel in his hand fell, and the food was scattered on the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The person in front of him couldn't stop apologizing, and Huiguang looked at it calmly, isn't this the little lama who just questioned himself about eating more and taking more?

"Master, are you okay? It's all wrong to blame the little monk, who is in a hurry to go to the toilet and bumps into the master, what a sin!" Yuan Xiaoguan apologized again and again, "Oh! The food has been spilled, how is this good? Master, you wait, I'll go and get another one right away." Without waiting for Huiguang to react, he picked up the barrel and ran to the dining hall.

"Master, master, I'm really sorry, the little monk accidentally bumped into Master Huiguang, and the food given to the elders was spilled, please ask the master to come again, and the little monk is willing to compensate for the loss of the meal. Yuan Xiaoguan said and took out a grain of gold.

The master who cooked pretended to postpone it, and finally "reluctantly" accepted the gold, and happily helped Yuan Xiaoguan prepare another meal.

At this time, the fat lama Taohuasheng suddenly came out and said loudly: "The rules of my temple require that the door should not be extravagant and wasteful, but the food fell on the ground but not all of it was dirty, I think those meals will be able to be eaten soon, why bother to prepare them all again." ”

Yuan Xiaoguan hurriedly said: "No, no, that's a meal for the elders of your temple, how can you do it? That's good, I ate those meals, so that it won't be wasted!" After speaking, without waiting for Taohuasheng to react, he ran to the door and ate a few bites of the food that had not yet been spilled in the bowl on the ground.

After eating, I patted my stomach with satisfaction, thinking that this ghost temple is really stingy, every meal is just a little, and I am not allowed to add food, and today I finally have a full meal.

"You...... You ......" Taohuasheng on the side watched Yuan Xiaoguan eat those meals in a daze, his mouth moved a few times, but he couldn't speak, said a few words "you", and finally shook his hand and left with a black face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I hope I didn't delay the elders of your temple to eat. Yuan Xiaoguan came to Huiguang with a wooden barrel and said, "I asked the master to make an extra braised tofu, which can be regarded as making amends for the sins of the elders of your temple." ”

Since the whole process was under Huiguang's gaze just now, he was very grateful to Yuan Xiaoguan in his heart, and he didn't doubt him, so he "babbled", as if he wanted to say something like "don't care", nodded and took the barrel.

Yuan Xiaoguan found out that this Huiguang didn't have a tongue, and after a closer look, he found that his tongue was cut off from the root, and the fracture was flat, and it seemed that he had been cut off with a sharp weapon.

Just when Yuan Xiaoguan was surprised, Huiguang had already left with the barrel.

"The eldest prince! It must be that the eldest prince was afraid that Hatomo would reveal his secrets, so he imprisoned him, and in order to prevent the secret from spreading, even the people who brought him food had their tongues cut out. Yuan Xiaoguan thought about it for a while, and already understood the cause and effect of the matter, "Now I can only pray that Gu Mozhi is smart and careful enough to discover what I am hiding." ”

After about ten minutes, Yuan Xiaoguan watched Huiguang come out of the courtyard from a distance, and then returned to his residence, everything was the same as usual. He couldn't help but feel worried: "No, didn't Kumachi find what I left behind?"

I couldn't think of the essentials, so I could only return to the east hall to rest with a lot of worries.

At nightfall, in a separate courtyard in the backyard of the temple. The fat lama Taohuasheng knelt outside the door of the main house and spoke cautiously: "Back to the king, I have already put the bag of poison in the food of Gu Mozhi according to the king's instructions, but when Huiguang delivered the food, he was knocked over by a little lama, and those meals were eaten by the little lama, so I ......."

"So Kumachi is still alive and well?" a man's voice came from inside the room, and a deep dissatisfaction was suppressed in his cold tone.

A drop of cold sweat slipped down Peach Blossom's face: "The king atons for his sins, please give me another chance, this time I will definitely not miss again." ”

The man in the room snorted coldly, and his tone changed: "Murong Gongzi, it's all because this waste is not enough, do you still have a lot of poison?"

Another man's voice in the room said: "This poison is obtained with a lot of effort, it can destroy the human brain and make people lose their memory, there is only one in the world, but there is no more." ”

"This ...... But that Gumo wisdom is thousands of believers, and they know our secret, and they don't want to find a way to shut him up, and this king can't eat or sleep all day. Murong Gongzi, although I didn't get the flame knife this time, I promise you that the king doesn't want any of the martial arts secrets in Xiao Langhuan, and gives them all to Murong Gongzi. Please also ask Gongzi to help this king think of a way to solve this trouble in front of him!"

"At the beginning, I came up with three strategies for the king, and now the middle strategy chosen by the king has failed, so why not try the other two strategies? Let the stand-in continue to fake, and when the situation calms down, find an opportunity to choose a reincarnated boy through the mouth of the stand-in, so that the faith of the believers will be transferred to the chosen person, then Kumachi will become dispensable, and in the future, the believers of the entire Dalun Temple will be under the control of the prince, which is the best policy. ”

"It's a good strategy! But it took too long, and Ben Wan couldn't sleep and eat now, and he really didn't want to wait any longer. ”

"Then the only way to do it is to find an opportunity to kill Harumachi, but disguise it as an accident. Although this will lead to anger and suspicion among the believers for a while, they have no evidence, and once the time passes, the king can slowly clean up the mess. ”

"This is good! This king really can't wait, kill him quickly, and I'll talk about it later!"

"Since this is the case, the prince must not show his face in the past few days, and he cannot let people know the relationship between the eldest prince and this matter. Other things are arranged in the future. ”

"Don't show up! I'll stay in this house and don't go anywhere, don't worry, Murong Gongzi, as long as Gu Mozhi dies, I will immediately crown you as General Wei Ru!"

"In this way, Murong Fu has thanked the king first!"

The wooden door creaked open, and a young man in a beige Su embroidered robe walked out of the door, glanced at Taohuasheng who was kneeling on the ground, and said slowly: "Give you a chance to atone for your sins, or?"

Taohuasheng hurriedly kowtowed: "The little monk will never give up!"

The boy said: "You heard the conversation between me and the king just now, I will personally take action in this assassination." Kumachi doesn't have martial arts now, but the apprentice next to him has a lot of martial arts, and I'm not sure that he will kill with one blow, so I need help. You go find a few reliable people and pretend to be ...... Ling Xiao Cheng? Yes! Pretend to be a disciple of Ling Xiao City. Come to me when you're ready, and I'll pass them on the sword technique. When the time comes, I will find a way to drag down Gu Mozhi's apprentices, and they will do the assassination, you know?"

"Know! I know!" Peach Blossom Sheng hurriedly said, "The little monk will go and prepare, this time he will definitely not miss!"

The boy nodded and shook the folding fan in his hand: "Remember, after the matter is done, I want to make sure that these people don't talk nonsense." Do you see what that means?"

"Understood!

"Go ahead. With that, the boy turned and walked into the house.