Two months, just like Wu Chen said, there are only two months left.
Sang Jiu never doubted his craftsmanship, and his achievements were only bounded and limited by his imagination and courage.
However, Wu Chen and Fa Yin are indeed persevering people with great determination.
At first, ragdoll insects were only used on those mountain spirits, such as snakes and apes, and Sang Jiu was very handy.
Until one day, Fayin, who was about to run out of oil, asked him to put bugs into his body to try to live for two hundred years.
This is definitely a crazy and terrible thing, but Fayin and Qianfo Temple have protected him. Even though Sangjiu has never been acquainted, Fayin said that Buddha is only in the heart, not on the surface.
This is the reason why Sang Jiu persists until now.
But just now, Fa Yin died, and Yin Xiu used her own power to get rid of his illusions and obsessions.
Nanquan kills the cat...
At this moment, Sang Jiu suddenly felt a sense of relief on his shoulders.
"Abbott! He killed the abbot!"
Wu Chen was almost wailing, pointing at Yin Xiu.
"Do you know what you did?"
"Of course I know, but what about you? Monk, do you know what you have done?"
Yin Xiu stretched out his hand, pulled out the worms crawling from Fayin's throat, and threw it to the ground.
"It wasn't me who killed the abbot, it was you."
As the bug exited the body, Fayin finally took his last breath, and his entire body collapsed and shrank into a ball, like the empty skin left after the bug shed its skin.
"But no matter what, it's over."
"The end?"
Sang Jiu smiled miserably, "Everything has just begun."
……
"You really don't want to go in?" Ren Qi asked her.
Akko glanced at the wall of Thousand Buddhas Temple and shook his head with worry, "My father said that if I just entered Thousand Buddhas Temple and he saw me, he would break my legs."
"Then why don't you let him see it?"
Ren Qi smiled and said: "The so-called sneaking in, the original meaning is not to let anyone see."
"Well..."
Akko grabbed the hem of his clothes and hesitated for a long time, then shook his head and said: "My father didn't say I missed it. His instructions are always very important, such as..."
"Don't eat food from Thousand Buddhas Temple, don't enter Thousand Buddhas Temple, right?" Ren Qi said.
"That's right."
Akko nodded, "These are two very important items."
"Then not entering the Thousand Buddhas Temple can be understood as because he is afraid of the chaos inside and does not want you to eat the food of the Thousand Buddhas Temple. Why, does he think it is dirty inside?"
"How is that possible?"
Akko said seriously: "My father is a very clean person. Even if there is a grain of pot ashes on the rice, he will throw away the whole bowl."
"So wasteful?"
Ren Qi frowned, "Then do you want to know why he didn't let you in and didn't ask you to eat the food inside?"
"Why do you have to ask me to enter Thousand Buddhas Temple?"
Akko was confused, and then laughed again, "Oh, I understand, you are afraid that you will get lost, right? Because you don't know the layout of Thousand Buddhas Temple."
"Do you already know me?"
Akko was at a loss for words because she had never been to Thousand Buddhas Temple, so how could she possibly know the layout inside?
In this way, Ren Qi finally revealed the reason.
"I have a hunch that if you stay outside, you won't survive tonight."
"I have lived in the mountains for so many years. I have never seen any jackals, tigers or leopards. How could it be possible..."
Akko paused, remembering the white apes they met on the way to Thousand Buddha Temple with their teeth and claws and huge weapons.
If Ren Qi hadn't killed them all with his bare hands, Akko would have died on the road.
As she said before, she had lived in the mountains for many years and had seen jackals, tigers and leopards, but she had never seen these white apes that appeared out of nowhere.
Like a monster, or like a monkey somewhere that stole weapons and took over the mountain to become king.
In this case, Ren Qi's words had to be seriously considered by her.
"You know how to predict the future?" Akko said unconvinced.
"I won't."
Ren Qi sneered, "However, I have intuition, and I also know an old saying, that is, if you don't listen to others' advice, you will die."
Akko was choked by these words, and took another look at the dark forest behind him, without a trace of light, and finally nodded and said: "But we agreed, I was just forced to go in."
"Come on."
Ren Qiyi put his arm around her waist, and before Akko was ready, he jumped up.
Before Akko could scream, the two of them had already crossed the high courtyard wall and landed on the ground.
"Aren't you still injured?"
Akko only realized it at this time and held on to his clothes tightly for fear of falling.
"Only about 60% has been restored, but it is enough."
"Then where should we go now?"
Akko's eyes were wandering, looking here and there, although every building was different, some were big, some were small, and the firelight was also different.
But it's not possible to tell the difference between them at a glance, let alone see where Ren Qi's sword is placed.
"I have to catch someone and ask."
Ren Qi turned his wrist.
"Wait a minute, are you sure you're really just asking?" Akko was a little worried.
Ren Qi narrowed his eyes and glanced at her.
"What do you mean? Do you think I would tie someone up and pick off his nails piece by piece with bamboo sticks?
Or pour chili pepper water into his nose and laugh while watching him choke on snot and tears.
Or should I hang his hands here and his feet there, and then..."
"Stop, stop, stop."
A'ke felt itchy after hearing this, and couldn't help but stop him: "At worst, I'll ask you later."
"Why do you think those monks will listen to you?"
"Because I am a girl after all. Maybe it will be easier for me to talk to them than for you to communicate with them, isn't it?"
Akko came closer to Ren Qi and winked at him playfully.
Ren Qi took a deep look at her and turned his head, "Ugly monster, it's better if you don't scare people."
"..."
Akko's eyes dimmed, he lowered his head, thought for a while, and finally stepped on Ren Qi's toes and twisted them hard.
"Does it hurt?" she asked.
"It hurts."
"It hurts, so you don't scream?"
"Because we are sneaking in, not shopping." Ren Qi said expressionlessly.
"Then you won't run away?" A Ke said angrily.
"Because it's not necessary."
Ren Qi was still calm and calm, "Are you leaving? This temple is very big, do we still have to look for it?"
"Well, who told us that we have something important to do?"
Akko retracted his feet and followed Ren Qi forward, stroking his hair with his hands, "By the way, do you really think I'm ugly?"
"That's right."
Ren Qi looked forward.
"Okay." Akko sighed. But she was no longer as angry as before, and just followed Ren Qi quietly. At this time, the bell for the end of evening classes in the temple had rang twice, which meant that the monks had returned to their rooms to rest, and would not leave the house except for paying homage. .
However, when turning around a tree, Ren Qi met several monks unexpectedly.
When he wanted to pretend that he couldn't see them and walked over, the monk had already spotted them there and looked at him and A'ke with lowered eyes.
"Two donors, are you lost? This is the back mountain, which is mainly the activity area of the monks of this temple."
"You're right."
Ren Qi went straight to the point, "A few days ago, a monk took away my sword. I heard that it was kept in the temple. I want to get it back."
"Oh?"
The monk thought for a moment and said, "So you are the donor who fainted at the bottom of the mountain stream?"
"Probably me." Ren Qi replied.
"In less than half a month, you have recovered very well."
The monk was overjoyed and clasped his hands together, "It's true that God has the virtue of a good life. Bodhisattva bless you."
"Blessed by Bodhisattva."
Ren Qi responded casually and then asked: "Where is my sword?"
"Which one?"
"There are six handles in total. They are the same length and different colors. They are easy to identify." Ren Qi replied.
"Do you have any impression?"
The monk turned to ask his companion.
The fellow monks looked at me and I looked at you, but they seemed not to know this.
Finally someone said: "How about we go to Bodhidharma Academy and ask Uncle Kong Ming? He is in charge of weapons and should know."
The monks immediately nodded in agreement.
Bodhidharma Courtyard, in the temple, is a place for monks and lay disciples to practice boxing, kicking, kung fu, swords, guns and sticks.
In the legends of the outside world, it is famous for the Eighteen Arhats and the Fist of Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger.
However, there are no dedicated monks in Qianfo Temple, so Damo Yuan is just a place where lost weapons are collected for people to claim or borrow.
The purpose of storing weapons in the Bodhidharma Courtyard is to use Buddhist scriptures to calm the anger on the weapons.
When Ren Qi followed the monks and approached, he saw through the door the dimly lit Bodhidharma courtyard with many shelves.
Those are weapon racks where weapons are placed.
As soon as he arrived here, Ren Qi knew that he had found the right place.
Monk Kongming is the leader here. He kneels down on the futon and closes his eyes. In front of him is a huge blue statue with an angry face. The eyes are wide open, the mouth is open, and he is holding a weapon in his hand. He is very majestic.
When Ren Qi entered the hall, Monk Kongming immediately noticed the difference between him and others.
"Donor, you have military spirit."
"No."
Ren Qi spread his hands, "I didn't bring anyone with me."
Kong Ming smiled, "I'm not talking about weapons, but the donor has the aura of a weapon. I guess the donor is a swordsman?"
"Can you tell?" Ren Qi sneered.
"I dare not say that I can see it, but after so many years in Bodhidharma Academy, the poor monk can still feel the difference between the donor and others."
"Then you must also know where my six swords are stored?"
"What the poor monk remembers is right there. The murderous intent of those six swords is really strong. Just looking at them can make people feel the depth of injustice above. Therefore, the poor monk enshrined them in front of the Buddha in order to seek salvation."
Kongming points to a Bodhisattva who looks kind-hearted.
Ren Qi walked over, but there were only empty shelves and nothing there.
"Huh?" Ren Qi looked at him.
"Huh?"
The monk also became strange, "The poor monk remembers that these six swords are placed here."
"Monks don't lie." Ren Qiyin said coldly.
"Of course the poor monk can't, but where did he put it?"
Kongming was not angry, he just looked at the shelf again and again, and then walked to another row of shelves, which was also empty.
By now, Ren Qi knew that there was no need to look any further.
Therefore, when he entered the main hall, he saw that all the weapon racks had no weapons and were empty.
"Maybe there are no weapons here?"
"Impossible."
Kong Ming and several other monks said in unison.
One of the monks said: "I remember clearly that there are various swords and knives on the left, and the row on the right is spears and sticks.
They were all picked up by the monks of this temple, and there were even a few muskets from the Chinese people placed here. ”
"So, where are the weapons you are talking about?"
Ren Qi's expression became serious. Someone must have made a mistake, or these monks were trying to deceive him.
"Yes, where are the weapons? Why are they all missing?"
Kong Ming seemed to be on Ren Qi's side at the moment and also asked questions.
But he soon understood in the eyes of the monks that this place was under his jurisdiction. If he didn't know it, how could anyone else know it.
"Think carefully, you can always think of it, or I can help you think of it." Ren Qi said.
Akko felt that the atmosphere had become scary. She knew that the methods Ren Qi just mentioned were more than just words, so she quickly stepped forward to separate him from the monk.
But Monk Kongming, the head of Bodhidharma Academy, didn't care about this. He just scratched his head and continued to think hard.
"Why? These weapons are obviously here."
He paced, frowning.
Suddenly he looked up and asked the monks, "Do you have a clue?"
"No..."
So Kong Ming continued to think hard, and finally a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.
"Bodhisattva, behind Bodhisattva."
He immediately went around to the side of the Buddha statue and opened a hidden compartment at the feet of the Bodhisattva.
A package wrapped with a sutra curtain was among them.
"Is this it?" Kong Ming handed it over.
Ren Qi opened the heavy package, and six of the world's fastest swords were inside.
"Thank you." Ren Qi replied.
He glanced at Akko, indicating that he could leave.
At this moment, Kongming called him, "Donor, do you know what happened? Why are these six swords hidden here? Are there other weapons?"
"I don't know, and it's none of my business."
Ren Qi pulled Akko away and crossed the threshold.
Suddenly, a gust of hot summer night wind poured into the hall.
Ren Qi heard the sound of the wall peeling off in his ears.
He turned around and saw that the originally white wall was damaged, and pieces of wall paint fell off, revealing the original color underneath.
There were large blood stains, scratches from the sword, and mottled palm prints with blood stains. It seemed that it had not been long ago, or the resentment was too strong. The blood had not dried up and was still clearly visible, as if it had been left just now.
"That palm print seems to be mine."
One of the monks raised his palm. He had six fingers, and there was an extra one next to the little finger.
And the palm print on the wall also has an extra one.
Ren Qi put his hand on the sword, "Then you should already understand what happened, right?"
Several monks in the main hall paused, their faces quickly turned pale, their facial features were sunken, and purple spots began to appear on their skin. Then blood soaked through the monks' clothes, flowed to the ground, and wet their shoes.
Monk Kongming opened his mouth, and a worm came out of his mouth. (End of chapter)