Chapter 486 Cheating Player
Ningma pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head: "The murderer interrupted the child's heart pulse through the air, leaving no trace on his skin. A poor monk cannot prove his innocence. "
Qin Yao: "I have a way to help the master get rid of the suspicion. It depends on whether you are willing."
"What way?" Ningma asked.
"Souhun!" Qin Yao said word by word.
Ningma frowned and shouted: "The soul-searching technique is against morality and is a forbidden technique. You actually know this kind of magic?"
Qin Yao looked calm and said: "There is no good or evil in magic, only talents. Good and evil."
"Absurd."
Ningma said: "This is what I said. It’s purely an excuse. There is no good or evil in the technique. How can the magic technique affect people’s minds and make people feel heartless?”
Qin Yao: “Forcibly practice a technique that I can’t control, so I was attacked by the technique. Isn’t this a matter of course? How can we blame it on Gongfa?”
"Strong words!" Ningma said.
Qin Yao chuckled: "In other words, you don't agree with using this method to clear your name, right?"
"Of course you don't agree." Ningma said: "As a person How can Buddhist cultivation encourage the arrogance of demons?"< br>
Qin Yao shook his head, spread his hands and said: "Then we have no choice but to ask the master to come with us."
Ningma: "I can't go with you, I want to investigate clearly That’s it.”
Qin Yao drew out the God-Beheading Sword with his backhand and said solemnly: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't let you get what you want."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mao Xiaofang, Athena, the red and white demons, Xiao Wenjun...
< br>Humans, gods, and ghosts formed a circle, surrounding Ningma.
Ning Ma frowned, raised her right arm, and struck Qin Yao with a palm in the air.
Qin Yao raised his left hand and responded with Arhat Palm. The two golden palm prints collided in mid-air and exploded.
"Arhat Palm...are you a Buddhist cultivator?" Ningma said in astonishment.
Qin Yao shook his head: "Buddha is the Tao, and I am a Taoist cultivator."
After this palm duel, Ningma gave up using Qin Yao as a breakthrough point, turned around and rushed towards Marry clothing direction.
"Let's go together."
Qin Yao held the God-cutting Sword, his huge body suddenly leaped up, and struck Ningma's head with a knife with platinum brilliance.
Mao Xiaofang, Athena, the Red and White Demons, Xiao Wenjun and others cast spells at the same time and attacked Ningma...
Ningma's combat power in the original work is on par with Mao Xiaofang's, and it is not ridiculously strong in reality.
This resulted in him being quickly defeated under the siege of humans, gods, and ghosts. He could only be beaten and had no ability to fight back.
Outside Gantian Town, in a golden sedan chair surrounded by eighteen Buddhist cultivators, Pasiba, the abbot of the shrine, had bright eyes, looking at the scene of people besieging Ningma in the town and on the streets from a distance. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly.
After a long time, after watching Ningma being subdued, he waved his hand and ordered: "Get up in the sedan chair and follow me to save Ningma."
Four eminent monks carried the sedan chair, and surrounded by fourteen other eminent monks, they walked quickly into Gantian Town.
On the street, the people escorting Ningma felt a pressure for no reason. Looking up, they saw a group of monks carrying a sedan. A faint golden light shone in the sedan, which was unusually noticeable in the night.
“Stop.”
When the sedan was only half a foot away from everyone, a solemn and deep voice suddenly came from the sedan.
The group of monks stopped, the four eminent monks put down the golden sedan chair, opened the curtain with a pair of palms, and thousands of golden lights radiated from the curtain...
The abbot of the shrine stepped out of the sedan chair under the golden light. He wanted to look down at everyone, but he was not as tall as Qin Yao, so he could only hold his head slightly high.
“Meet the abbot of the shrine.” Among the crowd, Ningma, whose face was as golden as paper, bowed.
Phagsipa raised his hand and asked: "Venerable Nyingma, you don't have to be polite. What's going on with you?"
Ningma smiled bitterly: "There is someone who has been contacted by me. The child who passed away died under the Tantric Mahamudra, and I became the biggest suspect."
Basiba frowned slightly and glanced at the others: "Who is the person in charge?"
Mao Xiaofang reached out and pushed Qin Yao. The latter took a step forward slightly and looked down at Ba Siba: "What do you want to say?"
Ba Siba has been in charge of the shrine for more than ten years. This is the first time that Ba Siba has looked up to others. , it was also the first time that someone looked down at him, and an uncontrollable anger surged out of his heart. Fortunately, he was so deep in the city that he didn't let the anger burn on his face.
"What I want to say is that Venerable Nyingma is one of the leaders of my shrine. He has noble qualities and countless merits. He will definitely not do anything to kill children!"
Qin Yao : "If he didn't kill him, then you killed him?"
Basiba: "..."
Why is this person so unreasonable?
“Unbridled!”
The eighteen monks who followed the abbot roared at the same time, looking at Qin Yao with murderous expressions on their faces, as if they would start with just one order from Pasiba. Suicide attack.
"Presumptuous?" Qin Yao sneered: "You are really treating yourself, no, it should be said that you really regard him as a noble lord, a feudal king?"
"Control your temper , How can you be so angry without arrogance?" Seeing the monks' eyes bursting with anger, Pasiba scolded them.
Under his command, the monks all bowed their heads like slaves.
It was only then that Qin Yao realized that the name of the abbot of the other side's shrine was really not just talk.
"Fellow Taoist, it is easy to break if you are too strong. Your temper can easily bring disaster."
Basiba turned to look at Qin Yao again and said sincerely.
Qin Yao smiled: "Then let me give you a piece of advice, keep a low profile when you go out. Generally speaking, people who are too high-profile will not end well."
Pa Siba: "..."
I can see that this person has a fiery temper and cannot bear any grievance.
Of course, he has never thought about it. He is a stranger, so why should others suffer from him?
Qin Yao: "If you can prove that this great monk is not the murderer, then bring out the evidence. If the evidence is conclusive, we will apologize immediately.
If you can't bring out any evidence, just hope You just want us to release people with empty words, what are you dreaming about? This is the Central Plains, not your shrine.”
Pa Siba: "..."
In terms of strength, he may be stronger, but in terms of quarrels, he is really not good at it.
Seeing this unruly man humiliating his king, the eighteen monks felt even more humiliated, but were restricted by Pasiba's order and did not dare to scold him again.
"What do you want to do with Venerable Nyingma?" Not long after, Phagpa asked expressionlessly.
"Bring him back to the Taoist Temple first to prevent him from escaping after committing the crime, and then slowly investigate the matter." Qin Yao said.
Pasiba said: "To be honest, I came here mainly to find the soul boy of the shrine.
But the confirmation ceremony of the soul boy of the shrine must be witnessed by two venerables. .
Can you please give my shrine a face and ask the Venerable Nyingma to do so in three days? Participate in the ceremony of selecting the soul boy?"
Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said: "Yes." Ba Siba nodded, and then said: "Don't worry, Lord Ningma, I will do my best to find out. The truth will help you clear your grievances.”
"Thank you, Abbot." Ningma said calmly, with no trace of gratitude on her face.
"Are you at odds with that abbot?"
Later, Qin Yao took the lead in escorting Ningma to Fuxi Hall and suddenly asked.
Ningma nodded slightly: "He is not the soul boy selected by the previous abbot of the shrine. He can become the abbot of the shrine without going through the inheritance ceremony purely because the previous abbot died too suddenly. In desperation, , just let him steal the power."
Qin Yao: "..."
Got it.
This Nyingma Venerable is a typical member of the old imperial party, and he has no dealings with the new emperor Phagpa.
"Xiaohai, prepare a room for this Master Ningma."
After stepping into the main hall, Mao Xiaofang ordered: "Take care of three meals a day, and don't be rude."< br>
"Yes, Master." Xiaohai nodded in response and greeted: "Master Ningma, please come with me..."
Ningma remained silent and followed him silently.
"Dao Zhang Qin, how should we start next?"
Mao Xiaofang thought about it, the case has lost its clues at this point, no clues, no direction, how to continue to the case? Later investigation?
"You lead people to keep an eye on Ningma, and I'll look for clues." Qin Yao replied.
Mao Xiaofang didn't know where he was going to find clues, but looking at the determined look on the other party's face, he knew that the other party must know more than he did.
What I can do is to give the other party the greatest trust and wait silently for a result...
"Meet the abbot."
Wanying Hall, the main entrance.
Atisha and a group of monks knelt down in front of the golden-domed sedan chair, bowed to the ground, and paid homage.
Pasiba looked majestic, like a king facing the greetings of his ministers. He slowly walked out of the golden-domed sedan chair, walked past the monks with an indifferent expression, and walked into the Buddhist hall: "Atisha, follow me. .”
"Yes, Abbot."
Atisha got up from the ground, lowered his head and followed the other person's footsteps.
Shao Yan.
The monarch and his ministers came to the main hall one after another. Pasiba lifted up his clothes and sat on the main seat like a golden sword. He said indifferently: "How did you go about investigating the matter? ”
"Reporting to the abbot, it has been confirmed that Luo Sang was picked up by the Luo couple. All the information matches the clues you provided. Nine times out of ten, she is your biological daughter." Atisha took the initiative to close the wooden door. whispered.
Phagpa breathed a sigh of relief and said: "In this case, there is no need for the Luo couple to exist. Atisha, you go and send someone to get rid of the Luo couple. I will try my best to make my daughter a The soul boy of the shrine.”
“Abbott, there is a little problem,” Atisha said cautiously.
"What's the problem?" Pa Siba felt a little dissatisfied, and a trace of irritation appeared on his face.
"The Luo family and his wife settled in a house near Fuxi Hall for some unknown reason. If we do it rashly, I'm afraid they will alert the enemy." Atisha said in a low voice.
"The people in Fuxi Hall are busy interrogating Ningma at this time, and their main focus cannot be on the Luo couple. If you go there in person, you will definitely kill the couple." Ba Siba said.
Atisha's lips trembled and he stopped talking.
“Don’t you understand why I want to kill them so urgently?” Basiba asked.
Atisha said: "I am ignorant, please give me some advice from the abbot."
Pasiba exhaled softly and said: "The main reason is that Fuxitang and I It was agreed that the selection ceremony of the soul boy would be held in three days.
If the Luo couple had not died, Luo Sang would not be allowed to participate in this ceremony.
How could Luosang become the soul boy of the shrine if he didn't participate in the ceremony?
So, for Luo Sang, the Luo family must die. "
Atisha suddenly realized, bowed and said: "I understand, the main purpose of your sending people to kill the child is not to put the blame on Ningma, but to use Ningma to contain the main leader of Fuxi Hall. Energy makes it easier for us to kill the Luo couple. "
Pasiba sneered and said: "I don't think that the life of a mere little boy can be buried with Ningma... Everyone is just my pawn, and everything is under my control. "
A trace of reverence flashed in Atisha's eyes, and he bowed and said, "The abbot is so wise and powerful, and my subordinates admire him greatly. ”
"Stop flattering and get to work quickly to prevent long nights and nightmares." Pasiba scolded.
Midnight.
The stars and moon are dim.
Atisha was wearing a black thief outfit, a black hood on his head, and a black scarf on his face. He came to the Luo family house with a vigorous posture, tapped his toes on the ground, and gave a gentle tap. Jumping, his body rose into the air and climbed over the stone wall lightly.
With lightning eyes, he glanced in all directions. Seeing that the surroundings were peaceful, he breathed a sigh of relief quietly, walked to the front of the main room, stretched out his hand to twist open the window paper, took out a bamboo tube, and sealed it in the tube. All the white smoke was blown in.
Then, he put away the bamboo pipe and waited quietly for a moment, then put his hand on the wooden door, used his magic power to remove the door bolt, and gently pushed the wooden door open.
Stepping into the invisible room, Atisha took out a fire stick from his waist, took off his hat and blew on it twice. Just as a few sparks appeared on the fire stick, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. Floating past, he almost jumped up in fright. He quickly blew the fire stick and held the fire light forward, but he didn't see anything.
“What the hell!”
Atisha complained silently in her heart, holding the fire folding bag to the table, and raised her hand to light the oil lamp on the table.
“Huh…”
A gust of wind blew over from nowhere, slamming the wooden door shut, and Atisha was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the fire stick.
Finally he controlled his trembling arms and lit the oil lamp on the table. With the relatively bright light of the oil lamp, he suddenly found a figure sitting at the long table of Eight Immortals in front of him.
Atisha's scalp suddenly felt numb. She subconsciously raised the oil lamp and shined it forward. She saw a powerful man sitting silently on a chair with his arms stretched out. The table looked at him with a half-smile.
Atisha trembled violently and said subconsciously: "Taoist Master Qin, why are you here?"
Didn't the abbot say that people from Fuxi Hall were interrogating Ningma? So what happened to Taoist Master Qin who suddenly appeared?
"Master Atisha?" Qin Yao asked.
Seeing him calling out his name, Atisha came back to his senses, and he actually pouted and spoke out what was in his heart.
What’s even more troublesome is that he hasn’t changed his voice yet!
“What Atisha?” In desperation, Atisha had no choice but to make her voice thicker and asked deliberately.
"Stop pretending, since everything is exposed, how about just admit it frankly?" Qin Yao said lightly.
Atisha's heart trembled, and without saying a word, she turned around and ran towards the wooden door.
However, before taking two steps, he suddenly found that something seemed to be hooked on his ankle, causing him to spend a lot of effort every step he took.
Finally struggled to get to the wooden door. As soon as he opened the wooden door, a white-gold arrow rushed from the outside and shot through his right leg instantly.
“Ah!!!”
Atisha screamed in pain and stumbled to the ground. Blood continued to flow from the wound on his thigh, moistening the black hair on the ground. ……
(End of this chapter)