The next day, the two continued to set off north, and the county seat in front was Qingxian, which is said to be more prosperous than Qixian. There is extended in all directions, the traffic is very convenient, people from the south to the north, people from the east to the west have to pass through there, Qian Jin also saw such a county town from the travelogue in the stone cave.

After arriving at the county seat of Qingxian, Qian Jin asked the innkeeper about the direction of the temple. In the travelogue, it is said that the temple is very large, and the Dharma is complete, so it is a good place to go.

Walking out of the county seat, I saw a building with blue tiles and red walls in the woods on the top of the mountain, which should be the temple mentioned in the travelogue. Qian Jin walked straight with Xiao Nianzhao.

"Brother Jin, what are we doing there?"

"When you come out to travel, you can't just hoe and eliminate evil, you should also look at these things and increase your knowledge. ”

When he walked to the temple and was still fifty zhang away, there was the sound of monks chanting scriptures in the evening class, and Qian Jin listened to the peaceful sound floating out, and felt comfortable.

Following the voice, Qian Jin walked all the way to the place where the monks were chanting, and kept his eyes closed to feel the sound; Qian Jin felt like he was taking a bath, all the dirt on his body was washed away, and his head was much clearer.

After the evening class, Qian Jin pulled Xiao Nian and walked back.

Xiao Nian was a little confused, "Brother Jin, why don't we go in and take a turn, so we listened to their evening class." ”

"Sister Nian, let's come back tomorrow, it's getting late now, such a big temple, it's not a moment and a half to see it. ”

After breakfast the next day, the two went to the monastery again, visited the houses one by one, and finally went to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to donate 50,000 taels of silver tickets.

The abbot held the silver ticket, "Amitabha, the poor monk is polite, I don't know what the donor is doing." ”

Qian Jin hugged the abbot with a fist, "Xiao Sheng heard the sound of your temple's evening class yesterday, which was refreshing and slightly grateful. Xiaosheng wants to take Neiko to live in your temple for a few days, but I don't know what the abbot wants. ”

"Where there is no place to live, there is no human habitation. Donor, sorry. ”

"Oh, nothing. If the rules can't be broken, then I'll continue to visit your temple. Farewell!"

"Donor, there is nothing outside our temple, so I will give the donor my Buddha's scriptures. With that, he opened the bookcase next to him, took out a box, took out four books from the bookshelf, and put them in.

The abbot opened the box and handed it to Qian Jin, who took it and saw that there were four books inside, "Great Compassion Mantra", "Heart Sutra", "Diamond Sutra", and "Dharma Staff Method";

When it was the place where the evening class was located yesterday, it was not yet the time for the evening class, so Qian Jin and the two went directly out of the temple and returned to the inn.

Xiao Nian opened the box and looked at the titles of the four books, "Good guy, the temple can still be literate and martial; ”

"They should all practice kung fu, otherwise their physique will not be so good, maybe people's kung fu is not low, real people don't show their faces. ”

"Giggles, then you mean the two of us. ”

"Sister Nian, didn't you think their voices were very comfortable when they chanted the scriptures yesterday?"

"It's a little comfortable, but it's not obvious, I think you enjoy the sound. ”

"It's like, I feel like the sound washes all the pores. ”

"Brother Jin, you won't want to become a monk in the future, will you?"

"With a wife like you, how can you be a monk? ”

"Then I'll make you a flower monk, giggles. After speaking, he came up and took off Qian Jin's pants, and the two naturally rolled together.

Since then, Qian Jin has been alone every afternoon to listen to the monks' evening classes, and in the morning, he and Nian Mei go out to various restaurants, restaurants, teahouses, or hang out on the street and accompany Nian Mei to eat various snacks.

Time flashed into twenty days, and the two lived such a leisurely life every day.

On this day, Qian Jin still went to listen to the evening class, and as soon as he walked out of the city gate, he saw two people walking by him, chattering. When Qian Jin heard this, it was somewhat similar to what the black-clothed man who attacked the village behind the mountain said, and after the two gradually walked away, Qian Jin began to follow him. The two of them bought something from the city, then went out of the city again, and walked into a small village twenty miles away.

There are only a few houses in Xiaozhuangzi, built on the mountain, the front is flat, and there are small hills on three sides, and the mountains are covered with trees, which is a very quiet and inconspicuous place.

After touching his body, he didn't bring any weapons, and there was no need to bring weapons to the temple, and Qian Jin immediately rushed to the inn, and needed to go back to get weapons, if it was really those men in black, they had muskets.

Back at the inn, Qian Jin told Nian Mei about the situation he had just encountered, and when Nian Mei heard this, she immediately said that she wanted to go together, and Qian Jin asked him to be responsible for helping and sniping at the fleeing enemy.

After the two of them had eaten, they breathed for a while. At the end of the unitary period, the two packed up their burdens, retreated from the room, and led their horses out of the city; rode slowly to the small Zhuangzi about a mile away, put the horses on the mountain, and approached Zhuangzi on foot; the two divided the work, Qian Jin attacked from behind the Zhuangzi, and Nian Mei sniped by the gate.

Qian Jin groped through the woods on all three sides of Zhuangzi, but found no guards, so he jumped on the roof and inspected room by room, and finally counted a total of twenty-two people, living in eight houses.

came out and explained the situation to Nianmei, and decided to use drugs to fascinate all the people in the eight houses first, so that there would be no trouble.

At the end of the day, all the lights in the Zhuangzi were extinguished, and Qian Jin leaned against the wall to light eight small pieces of incense, and then flew into the wall and threw a piece into the eight houses.

After a stick of incense, Qian Jin walked around each room without hearing any snoring, so he lit a lamp, and gradually cleaned up from the first house, and finally kept the two who went out to buy in the afternoon.

Tie up the two of them, bring a basin of water to wake them up, both of them opened their eyes, and found that they were tied to the open space, not on the bed, and couldn't help but cry "wow", Qian Jin gave each of them an ear scraper.

Twisting up a person, "You say, who are you?"

"We are all serious businessmen. ”

Qian Jin pulled up another one and asked, "Who are you?"

The man was babbling, Qian Jin couldn't understand half a word, and slapped him, "Speak Chinese." ”

The man was still chattering, Qian Jin pointed to the starting man, "What did he just say?"

"He said he was a businessman, and he had come here to do business, and he would spare your life, and if you wanted money, he could take you to get it." ”

"Where did you come from, and what are these things?" he asked, taking out a musket from his baggage and pointing it at the interpreter.

The interpreter's face turned pale, "This is a musket, please remove the muzzle, there are bullets in it." ”

Qian Jin put the gun on the howling man, pulled the trigger, and with a dull "bang", the man began to scream.

"Tell me, who are you? ”

The interpreter sweated like rain, "We are Japanese. ”

"What are you doing here?"

"to gather intelligence and collect artifacts. ”

"How many of you are there?"

"I don't know, there were seventy of us who came out together, but we were all separated. ”

"How can you speak Chinese?"

"I was born in China, and my father was a diplomat. ”

"How many years have you been here?"

"Three years. ”

"How many years are the longest of you?"

"There is one that has been around for 20 years, and I started traveling in China at the end of the Qing Dynasty. ”

"How did you get your stuff back?"

"Every once in a while, someone will send it back, and I don't know exactly where it will be sent, but it may be a Japanese company in China, which is available in every province. ”

"And they'll transport it back?"

"It should be, I don't know. ”

"What information are you gathering and what are you going to do?"

"The layout of the army, the style of the army, the style of the government, the character of the principal officials, the moral character of the officials, the customs of the people, and the economic situation will be collected. I don't know what to do. ”

"They don't speak Chinese, so how can they ask for that information?"

"There are eighteen people who can speak Chinese, and fifteen people can communicate smoothly. ”

"How many people are on your team?"

"Twenty-two. ”

"How many places have you walked through, and which ones are they?"

"We walked through four provinces, forty-three counties. ”

"How many trips did you send back?"

"Every county has to send at least one trip. ”

"Why don't you go to live in the county?"

"We still live in the county for the most part, but it's so close to the county seat, and the transportation here is so good that we're afraid of being recognized. ”

"How do you connect with each other?"

"We never contact. ”

"Will you run into another team?"

"No, we divided the area before we came out, and it won't cross. ”

"Those forty or so people went to those provinces?"

"I don't know, only the captain knows, but it's all those plain areas in the central and eastern parts of the country where transportation is more convenient and the economy is more developed. ”

"Where do you get your money?"

"The embassy gave us the passage fee and then we settled it on our own. ”

"Your country won't give you money?"

"If we are paid, we pay it directly to our families. ”

"Where are all the original residents of this Zhuangzi?"

The interpreter hesitated to speak, and Qian Jin took out another gun and shot the man who was still screaming in the leg.

"We killed them all. ”

"How many of them are there?"

"Thirty-one. ”

"What's the oldest?"

"Seventy-something. ”

"What about the smallest?"

"Still a baby. ”

"Where are they?"

"In the next house. ”

Qian Jin walked to the house with the translator in his hand, the doors were all removed, and inside each house was a huge mound of earth, and all thirty-one people should be under these mounds.

Qian Jin threw the interpreter to the door, and then dragged the Japanese who was still howling and threw him at the door. Then he dragged the twenty bodies one by one, put them on their knees against the mound, and finally said to the interpreter, "Go and apologize to them for ever." With a swipe of the dagger, the translator fell, and with another wipe, the howling man fell silent, and Qian Jin put the two corpses in a kneeling position again, and turned to leave.