Chapter 1612 Dao Zong
"They want to trick you into blinding your own eyes?" The fat man stared at Jiang Cheng in front of him, with a trace of despair in his voice.
Jiang Cheng put down his hands, and his frown relaxed slightly, but it looked more like comfort, "You don't need to be too nervous. This is just my guess. There is not enough evidence yet. The abbot said that night is It’s fake, but it’s true during the day. We can start from this aspect and try Let’s see if we can find any loopholes.”
For today’s Fat Man in Jiangcheng, there are still many unsolved mysteries, and Monk Huicong’s behavior also makes them unable to figure it out. It was in vain to think about it. After confirming again that the doors and windows were closed, the two fell asleep.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright outside. Jiang Cheng sat up and looked around. Sure enough, the place they were in when they woke up was not at all the place where they lay down last night.
After waking up, the fat man nervously looked at the surrounding furnishings. The old wooden table was placed in front of him, and he clearly remembered that the doctor moved the table and pushed it against the door last night.
Everything seemed to have changed when I woke up one night, and what was even more permeating was that this change happened quietly.
“Dong dong dong.”
Someone knocked on the door.
After the door opened, a familiar figure stood outside the door, "Donor, Brother Huide asked me to inform that another benefactor died in the west wing." Huiqing clasped her hands together and spoke a little faster. Huiqing's delicate face looked increasingly nervous.
Jiang Cheng pretended to be stunned at first, and then his voice trembled as he spoke, "He died again, how could this happen?"
Soon, under the guidance of Hui Qing, Fatty Jiang Cheng arrived at the west wing. As they approached the courtyard gate, they saw a body covered with white cloth being carried out under the busy work of several monks.
The monks chanted sutras around the corpse, twirling Buddha beads in their hands, and their slightly downcast faces were very pious. However, this kind of piety was only weird in the eyes of Fatty. After all, Fatty, the great monk walking at the front of the procession, looked at He looks familiar. There was definitely this person in the Merit Hall last night.
After Hui Qing also left, Ye Qiutang and Song Tianyang walked out sullenly, stepping on the paper money on the ground, and the four of them came to a stone table in the courtyard and sat down.
"The one who died was Lu Zhu, the maid who was kidnapped by those evil monks last night." It was Ye Qiutang who spoke. Perhaps thinking of what happened to those women last night, her face became increasingly ugly.
"I've checked Lu Zhu's body, and it's the same as Aqima's before. There are no scars on the whole body." Song Tianyang looked towards the courtyard gate, and the sound of the monks chanting sutras was gradually fading away.
After a moment, Song Tianyang turned his gaze back, looked at Jiang Cheng quite formally, and then raised his hand, "Thanks to little friend Jiang for the tip about what happened last night, we can already confirm that Green Bamboo is the craftsman planted by Nanman around us. , and besides Lu Zhu, there is at least one craftsman lurking around us." Song Tianyang deliberately lowered his voice in the second half of the sentence, and the rest of the people were left in the room by him.
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's eyes paused, "Does the old gentleman have any clues?"
"I already have some clues. I can be sure that this person will soon reveal his flaws, and I and the young lady will also Will observe in secret, who is interested in Jiang Xiaoyou? If he takes action, then this person must be Nanman Xizuo."
Seeing that the identity of the second generation of Shenhong has not been confirmed for a long time, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "Senior Song, please tell me about your experience after we separated last night. Speak.”
Listening to what Song Tianyang said and adding his own experience, Jiang Cheng roughly pieced together the whole story. Last night, Song Tianyang and Ye Qiutang's group were responsible for diverting the monks away, as well as Guan Erye's ghost who was chasing the monks, but they were running away. , but they found that there were many fewer monks behind them, and the leader Huide Huiming was missing.
They didn't see the maid either, but they were sure that the maid was not killed by Guan Erye's ghost, because Guan Erye's ghost had been chasing them.
"It is indeed not Mr. Guan who did it, but those evil monks."
Jiang Cheng thought about his experience last night before speaking out. When he heard the fat man beside Jiang Cheng suddenly After turning into dead green bamboo, Ye Qiutang's breathing became rapid.
"Abbot..." Song Tianyang turned his head and looked towards the courtyard wall, his expression gradually becoming weird.
Knowing that Song Tianyang is a master of the alchemist discipline, Jiang Cheng said this to seek confirmation from Song Tianyang, "Why, Senior Song thinks there is something wrong with the abbot?"
Song Tianyang couldn't help but frown, and whispered to himself He said to himself: "Why did he say that?"
The fat man was very anxious when he saw this, "I said Lao Bang ...Senior! If you have anything to say, don’t let us brothers guess!”
Song Tianyang came back to his senses and did not immediately answer the fat man’s words. Instead, he looked at Jiang Cheng and said in a questioning tone: “Little friend Jiang, then The abbot said that the beautiful bearded man is the Jialan Bodhisattva of their Buddhism?”
“Exactly”
"That's not right. The beautiful bearded man who appeared in my opinion does not look like a Buddhist Bodhisattva. Instead, he looks like one of the four guardians of the Dao Sect, Shenwei Yuanzhen Tianzun Guan Shengdi." Song Tianyang paused, "There is also a taboo, Three Realms The Demon-Suppressing Emperor.”
I don’t know why. As soon as the words "subdue demons" came out, Fatty Jiangcheng suddenly felt a gust of cool wind hit his face, "Emperor subdue demons..."
After a moment, Jiang Cheng was the first to react. Huicong had a picture tattooed on his back. According to what the abbot said, It was a picture of the Buddhist Kalam Tantric Sutra for suppressing demons, but to him it looked like a picture When he explained his findings to Song Tianyang, the other party nodded, "Yes, throughout the seventy-four sects of our dynasty, in terms of the careful study of the stars, no one can compare with the Taoist sect. , Beidou, Yinghuo, Taibai, Year Star, Filling Star, Twenty-Eight Constellations ...The stars are the essence of all things, and each has its own god and owner. The Taoist sect is best at using the power of the stars to pray for blessings, ward off evil, and eliminate evil and disaster."
"Little friend Jiang, I want to see it with my own eyes. Can this picture be convenient?" Song Tianyang handed over to Jiang Cheng.
"Why, seniors from Song Dynasty haven't found Monk Huicong before?" According to Song Tianming's ability, he should have realized that there was something wrong with Monk Huicong a long time ago. What Jiang Cheng couldn't figure out was this.
Song Tianming looked bitter, "To be honest, little friend Jiang, I and the young lady also knew that something was wrong with this monk, but this monk was very wary of us. When he saw us coming from a distance, he ran away as fast as you could. You also know that in this temple ,No Just use force."
This sentence can be regarded as a wake-up call for Jiang Cheng. There may be something wrong with Monk Huicong hiding from Song Tianming and others. Besides, he only cares about Song Tianming and Ye Qiutang now. Initial trust.
It was difficult to face the direct refusal, so Jiang Chenggu said with difficulty: "It is too eye-catching for the two of us to appear together. This is better. We will find an opportunity to contact Monk Huicong and find a way to record the records on his back. The tattoos will be left to the seniors for screening." (End of Chapter)