Su Zhuo raised Yan'er's left hand, and sure enough, there was no kind of sludge in the left fingernails. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Su Zhuo carefully scraped out a little sludge, crushed it with his fingers, put it to his nostrils and smelled it, there was a fragrance, it turned out to be incense ash, soaked in rainwater, and formed like this. He was a little strange and thought to himself, "Where did this incense ash come from?"

Su Zhuo pondered: "Incense ash? Could it be that she has been to the temple? It has been raining continuously for the past few days, but there is not much mud on the soles of Yan'er's feet, and there are not many mud spots on her clothes and pants. But what is she doing at the monastery?" he suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and hurriedly asked, "Is there a temple around here?"

Yan Linglong didn't know why he suddenly asked this, and replied: "When I came, I saw that there was a Guanyin temple not far from here......"

Su Zhuo nodded, and said loudly: "It must be there! I'm going to go to the Guanyin Temple!" he said, stepped on the horse, asked for directions, patted the horse and left.

Guanyin Temple is five miles away, a small temple in scale, but the incense is very vigorous. It was dusk at the moment, and there were still many people in the temple. At this time, the incense may be a prayer to the Bodhisattva not to rain anymore.

Su Zhuo tied his horse to the tree at the door, stepped into the door, and stood around the door to look around. Candles have been lit in the temple, and the warm yellow color adds a bit of mystery to this small temple. Seeing Su Zhuo standing at the door, a little novice stepped forward and said, "Donor, are you going to incense or asking for a lot?"

Su Zhuo said lightly: "Enter the incense!" said and followed the little novice into the main hall. As soon as he stepped through the door, he seemed to ask unintentionally, "I heard that a few days ago, a gang of gangsters broke into the temple and arrested a woman, I wonder if this is true?"

The little novice was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shook his hand and said, "No...... No...... The little monk didn't know. As he spoke, he made a gesture of please, let Su Zhuo into the hall, and turned to leave.

Su Zhuo was just a temptation, but judging from the performance of this little novice, it really confirmed what he thought. Yan'er was really arrested here, and it is impossible to enter the temple to arrest people without alarming the monks in the temple. But the little novice said that he didn't know, and if either there was something wrong with the monk, or he was intimidated and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

He remained silent and walked towards the statue of Guanyin in the hall. There were a few people in the hall who didn't notice Su Zhuo. There was only one large incense burner in the hall, and he approached slowly. Su said in her heart: "Why did Xiao Yan'er run here? What does she want to tell me......

He glanced at the incense burner on the shrine, and said to himself, "Could it be ......?" and said that he said a few words to the Bodhisattva: "Sin and sin ......" Then he grabbed the incense burner with his hand and kicked it, and the incense burner fell to the ground with a "snap".

This sound alarmed everyone in the room, and Su Zhuo hurriedly apologized to everyone: "I'm sorry, sorry......" An old monk rushed over, saw the incense burner on the shrine knocked over to the ground, and hurriedly kowtowed to the Bodhisattva, and couldn't stop chanting the Buddha in his mouth.

Fortunately, the incense burner was made of copper, and it would not break if it fell to the ground, but the ashes of the incense were scattered all over the ground. Su Zhuo hurriedly touched the pile of incense ashes, and sure enough, there was a piece of paper, folded a few times, and hid it in it. He was shocked and blurted out, "Sure enough, it's here!"

Su Zhuo grabbed the piece of paper in the palm of his hand, didn't have time to look at it, and smiled at the old monk and said: "It's rude, and I ask the master to forgive me, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will come to reshape the golden body of the Bodhisattva......"

The old monk couldn't catch up with him, so he had to let him go and call the novice to clean up. Su Zhuo had just left the temple gate, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was alert, and hurriedly jumped half a step to the side, avoiding a cold light.

As soon as Su Zhuo stood firm, he saw that there were already four black-clothed people standing in front of him, left and right. A person in front of him was holding a steel knife, the cold light was shining, and he said coldly: "Boy, hand over what you just hid!"

Su Zhuo's heart moved, and he secretly thought, "Sure enough, as expected!" He laughed, and said to him: "I just knocked over the incense burner in the temple, retribution won't come so quickly, right?"

A person behind him said sharply: "Don't talk nonsense, let's take your life!" said and waved his knife and slashed straight at Su Zhuo's vest.

Su Zhuo leaned slightly, and the knife slid through his side. He turned slightly, hooked his toes, and reached out to push the man's waist. The man was unstable and fell to the side involuntarily.

When the rest of the people saw Su Zhuo's ingenious move, they didn't dare to be careless, so they shouted and surrounded them together. Coupled with the person who fell, a total of four people surrounded Su Zhuo's body and slashed with four knives. Su Zhuo was not in a hurry, and his steps flowed, coming and going between the four of them.

The pilgrims and monks in the temple heard a few people fighting lively, and they hid in the temple one after another, and no one dared to come out. I had to hear the sound of "ding ding ding" swords intersecting outside the courtyard wall, as if dozens of people were fighting, who knew that this was just a collision of four knives.

Su Zhuo used his dexterity to jump to the side of a person, and with a flick of his arm, the knife in the person's hand slashed at the head of a person next to him. The man who was cut down had to stretch out his knife to block, as if the two were fighting. After a few tricks, Su Zhuo knew that these people were just ordinary mediocre hands, and they didn't care about him at all.

Su Zhuo didn't want to entangle anymore, so he swung out four palms, passed through the knife net, and hit the four people in the chest. The four fell on their backs, but apart from some pain, they were not injured. The four of them turned over and jumped up, took a look at each other, and knew how powerful Su Zhuo was. The leader shouted, "Go!" and the four of them ran in the direction of the woods.

Su Zhuo didn't chase after him, so he clapped his hands for a long time, watched a few people flee in the direction, and sneered. Suddenly, there was a "whoosh" sound in the woods, and in the blink of an eye, several silver shuttles were shot. Su Zhuo was startled, and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

The silver shuttles shot into the throats of the four people, and several of them covered their throats with their hands, unable to scream, and fell to the ground and died. Su Zhuo stepped forward to take a look, and sure enough, there was no living mouth, and he couldn't help but sigh.

He looked in the direction of the woods and saw Yan Linglong standing there, with Hua Ping leading the horse behind him and coming slowly. Su Zhuo said: "Why did you kill them all?"

Yan Linglong asked rhetorically: "They must have nothing to do with Yan'er's death, why did you let them go?"

Su Zhuo was a little impatient, and said, "How could I not know that they had something to do with Yan'er's death?" But they were just acting on the orders of others, if they were not allowed to leave, how could they find out who was behind the scenes?"

Yan Linglong was angry for a while, and she also knew that she had made a reckless move, but it was all because of the blow brought by Yan'er's death. Hua Ping couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to persuade Su Zhuo: "Okay, don't talk about her anymore." After you left, Miss Yan didn't worry about you, so she hurried over. ”

Su Zhuo sighed and said, "I'm not blaming her...... Now we just have to see if this thing can help......" he said, taking out the origami from the incense ash from his sleeve.

Yan Linglong knew that he still had a way, and asked, "What is this?"

Su Zhuo blew the incense ash off the paper and said, "I found the incense ash in Yan'er's right fingernail, so I guessed that she must have been to the temple." But why did she go to the monastery? And the theft of the people of the Four Seas Alliance usually does not cause such an urgent pursuit, so what is the purpose of the people who captured her? So I boldly guessed that Yan'er must have known some secret of that group, and she must have left clues in this Guanyin temple. Sure enough, in the incense burner on the shrine, I found this origami. As he spoke, he unfolded the paper.

Hua Ping exclaimed: "This seems to be a letter!"