Chapter 270

Hengy Yuan frowned and felt that something was amiss. From the moment he announced his name, the two guarding monks had strange expressions.

After passing on the message, there seemed to be some hostility.

"Please lead the way!" Hengy Yuan lowered his head obediently.

Under the guidance of the guarding monks, they passed through the front yard and main building before arriving at the backyard.

Under the eaves, in the corridor stood a middle-aged monk. He was wearing an ascetic robe that made it easy for him to traverse. His face was round and his earlobes were plump.

He looked at Hengy Yuan expressionlessly.

"Azure Dragon Temple's Hengy Yuan?" Monk Jing Chen's sharp gaze scrutinized Hengy Yuan.

"That's This Penniless Monk."

Hengy Yuan was also scrutinizing Jing Chen. At this point, he had already realized that this group of fellow disciples from the Western Regions had a vague sense of hostility towards him.

Hengy Yuan didn't know what the hostility was. After all, they had never interacted before.

"A monk doesn't lie!" Jing Chen said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Heng Yuan's most intuitive feeling was that an alarm bell had rung in his ears. He couldn't lie and had to answer honestly.

"It's This Penniless Monk," Hengy Yuan pressed his palms together and said frankly.

Jing Chen fell silent.

He had just used his powers as a Ruler and could confirm that the monk who called himself Hengy Yuan wasn't lying. Unless the other party was also a Ruler and could change the precepts himself.

Here came the problem. If the person in front of him was Hengy Yuan, who was the one just now?

What was his motive?

Jing Chen carefully recalled the conversation and was horrified to realize that the other party was here for Sampo's Sealed Artifact.

In that case, the nature of the matter wasn't as simple as impersonating Hengy Yuan. He had to be careful when it came to the demonic monk.

That warrior monk also knows the Buddhist Lion's Roar. Even if he isn't Hengy Yuan, he must be a Buddhist … Even if the person in front of me is really Hengy Yuan, is he really here just to pay a visit and not have any other intentions?

All sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind. Jing Chen immediately made a decision. He pointed at Hengy Yuan and shouted, "Take him down!"

Immediately, two monks in green robes stepped forward and pressed down on Hengy Yuan's shoulders.

Bang!

Hengy Yuan's aura fluctuated and easily sent the two monks flying.

In the corridor, Monk Jing Chen formed a seal with both hands and chanted, "The body cannot move, the hands cannot move, and the mouth cannot speak."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden ripple spread out from his palm, gently but firmly sweeping across Hengy Yuan.

In an instant, Hengy Yuan felt as if he had sunk into a swamp. Apart from his mind, he had lost control of his body.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

The air around Hengy Yuan exploded like miniature fireworks.

He was using brute force to resist the commandment, trying to rush out of the swamp.

Jingchen frowned. This monk who called himself Hengy Yuan was stronger than he expected. He could not help but shout, "Quickly take him down!"

A few warrior monks, Venerable Ones, and Zen Masters rushed out of the room. The latter two had low combat strength, so they had to rely on the warrior monks to take him down.

However, Hengy Yuan broke through the commandment before the warrior monks surrounded him. He left behind afterimages at an extremely fast speed as he pounced at Jing Chen.

Hengy Yuan was angry and wanted to teach his fellow disciple from the west a lesson.

At that moment, a figure blocked in front of Jing Chen. It was Jing Si, who was dressed in green robes and had delicate features.

He calmly looked at the pouncing Hengy Yuan and struck out with his palm.

There was nothing abnormal when the palm strike was first launched. However, during the process, a spot of golden paint spread from his palm and quickly covered his palm and arm. Following that, his entire body was like a golden sculpture.

Clang!

His palm happened to push Hengy Yuan's chest. The latter seemed to be hit in the chest by a battering ram as he flew out. He crashed through the inner courtyard's wall and through the main building's wall.

The couriers in the relay station were frightened to death. They hid in their rooms and trembled, not daring to come out.

This group of monks had just moved in, but they had already attacked someone. Wouldn't they tear down the relay station in a few days?

"Cough, cough …"

Amidst a painful cough, Monk Hengy Yuan walked out and stared at Jing Si without saying a word.

Jing Chen said indifferently, "Stay at the relay station. When Uncle-Master Du 'e returns, he will naturally have something to ask you."

Hengy Yuan nodded. "Alright."

At the end of his sentence, he transformed into an afterimage again and pounced over ferociously. However, his target was not Jing Chen, but Jing Si.

Jing Si, whose body emitted a metallic texture, raised his hand again and slapped Hengy Yuan. This time, he did not hit him. Instead, Hengy Yuan intercepted his arm's joints. His fists, which were the size of casseroles, kept smashing his face, producing loud clanging sounds.

Jing Si, who had suffered a blow to his face, knocked Hengy Yuan away with his head. After the two of them exchanged more than ten blows, Jing Si was once again countered.

Hengy Yuan grabbed his wrist and growled. He threw Jing Si to the ground with a shoulder throw.

Boom!

The green bricks in the courtyard were instantly blasted into the sky, and the ground cracked.

Hengy Yuan's knee was pressed against Jing Si's throat. His right fist turned into an afterimage as he punched Jing Si's head repeatedly.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Like a bell being struck, the sound waves were mixed with air waves that wreaked havoc in every corner of the courtyard.

The tiles slid down, the flowerbeds exploded, and the willows snapped … It was instantly a mess.

Jing Si had no ability to resist. He could only cover his face and endure the blows.

"Enough!" Jing Chen said in a deep voice.

Only then did Hengy Yuan stop. He swung his badly mutilated fist and stared coldly at Jing Si. "I'm just thick-skinned."

At this point, the monk's violent temper was finally vented.

Xu Qi 'an had always misunderstood Hengy Yuan. He thought that the other party was a simple and gentle' Lu Zhishen '. In fact, Hengy Yuan was a thug in a simple and honest manner.

A person with a bad temper would not barge into Count Pingyuan's residence at night and leave after killing someone.

However, in Hengy Yuan's heart, your excellency Xu was a kind and charitable person. Such a good person deserved to be treated gently.

After entering the inn, he had been targeted everywhere. He had come with good intentions, but he had been "beaten". He was infuriated. In such a situation, the young monk still came out to act cool. It was as if he, Hengy Yuan, was a chicken or a stray dog that could be sent flying with a single slap.

In the end, he was just a thick-skinned young monk.

…

It was early in the afternoon. The early spring sun hung warmly in the west.

Master Du 'e held his monk staff in his hand and wore a golden-red kasaya. He walked back leisurely. He paused at the entrance of the inn before taking a step forward and entering the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard was in a mess. The couriers stepped on ladders to the roof and spread the tiles. The monks carried sand and soil to tamp the cracked ground.

The one who worked the hardest was an unfamiliar bald man. Master Du 'e sized him up and did not say anything.

Master Du 'e looked like a thin old monk. His skin was dark, and his face was covered in wrinkles. His thin body was wrapped in a wide kasaya, making him look a little comical.

"Aunt-Master!"

Monk Jing Chen came out of the house and spoke in the language of the Western Region. "Something happened while you were in the palace …"

He told Master Du 'e in detail what had happened to the real and fake Hengy Yuan.

"Hengy Yuan beat Jingsi up so badly that he couldn't fight back?"

Master Du 'e turned to look at Hengy Yuan, who was working seriously.

"Yes." Jing Chen nodded and added, "However, Junior Brother Jingsi was not injured. The Diamond Sutra is not something that ordinary people can break."

There was a hint of pride in his tone.

Master Du 'e did not express his stance. Instead, he asked, "When the first Hengy Yuan spoke to you, did he say anything about the evil creature? For example, he knew the roots of the evil creature and knew some information about the evil creature. "

Jing Chen recalled for a moment and shook his head. "He only said that the Sealed Artifact under Sampo is related to Buddhism. When he was narrating the case, he said that he had seen the severed hand attached to Junior Brother Heng Hui.

"Aunt-Master, this matter can actually be verified. You just need to summon Hengy Yuan outside to question him."

However, Du 'e asked again, "Did he really not reveal any information about the evil creature to induce you to reveal more inside information?"

Jing Chen shook his head. "No."

Master Du 'e tersely acknowledged. "I know who he is. Go to the watchman's office now and find the chief, Xu Qi' an. I have something to ask him."

…

Xu Qi 'an came out of the brothel. His entire body felt light, and he felt as though his bones had gone limp. He enjoyed a meal while watching a show and listening to music. Such days were really carefree.

In two hours, the girls in the brothel changed batch after batch. They entered with smiles on their faces and left with trembling hands.

It's a pity that the girls in the brothel are selling seafood and not professional massages. Their standards are still a little lacking. In this era, there are brothels, Musical Houses, and brothels. It's a pity that there are no foot massage parlors.

At this hour, it was already over. There was no need to go to the yamen. Xu Qi 'an hired a carriage by the roadside and returned to the Xu Manor.

"Dalang, you're finally back. Someone from the yamen is looking for you. They've been waiting in the manor for a long time. They've even drunk two pots of tea." The gatekeeper, Old Zhang, hurriedly came forward when he saw Dalang return.

The yamen is looking for me … Xu Qi 'an pondered for a moment and guessed that someone from the Western Buddhist sects was looking for him.

When he entered the living room, he saw a black-robed official drinking tea on a chair. He kept looking out.

"Oh, your excellency Xu, you're finally back."

After looking around countless times, he finally saw Xu Qi 'an. The black-robed official was overjoyed and said, "If you didn't come back, I would have to stay in your manor after the curfew."

"What's the matter?" Xu Qi 'an went straight to the point.

"Not long ago, an eminent Buddhist monk came to the yamen to look for you. He couldn't find you, so he went to see Duke Wei. Duke Wei sent me to wait for you in the manor, "the black-robed official said.

He's just a monk. Why does Wei Yuan have to treat him so seriously? Who does he think he is? I'm from the Central Plains of the Eastern Land. When can I stand up and tremble with anger?

Xu Qi 'an said expressionlessly, "Got it. I'll go see him later."

The black-robed official heaved a sigh of relief and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something. He smiled and said, "Duke Wei heard that you've been wandering around recently. You're not waiting at the yamen or patrolling the streets. He's very angry and said that your salary for three months is gone."

… This … Father, we can discuss this! Xu Qi 'an's face froze.

After sending off the black-robed official, Xu Qi 'an remembered that his filly was left at the yamen. He ordered his servants to fetch Xu Erlang's horse.

There were three horses in the Xu manor. They were Xu Pingzhi, Xu Dalang, and Erlang's horses. There was also a horse carriage for the ladies to use when they went out.

When Xu Xinnian heard that his eldest brother had returned, he hurriedly came out of the study. He said worriedly, "Eldest brother, after you left today, those two people with ulterior motives came again."

"What?" Xu Qi 'an couldn't react for a moment.

"A green-robed swordsman and a monk who looks more like a butcher. They came uninvited, saying that they came to congratulate me. Father said that they were guests, so he invited them in for a drink. "

Xu Xinnian frowned and said, "I keep feeling that they're looking at me strangely."

Xu Qi 'an remembered that when he saw Hengy Yuan in the afternoon, he seemed to have said that he had just come out of the Xu manor for a drink.

"Erlang, don't worry about these nameless people. You're now Huiyuan, and your vision is higher." Xu Qi 'an didn't know how to comfort his little brother. He patted him on the shoulder and said,

"Lend me your horse. I'll return it to you tomorrow."

At this moment, a servant brought the horse from the back door and waited outside the gate. Xu Qi 'an immediately left.

When he came to the San Yang post station again, the sun was already setting in the west. The dusk sunlight was a magnificent golden red.

"You …"

The two monks guarding the door knew that their feelings had been deceived. They stared at Xu Qi 'an with unfriendly expressions.

"I'm Xu Qi 'an. I'm the chief investigator of the Sampo Case. Master Du' e summoned me. Lead the way." Xu Qi 'an smiled as he handed over the reins.

The two monks guarding the door took a deep breath and controlled their anger. One took the reins, and the other gestured for him to go in.

They followed the monks into the post station and into the inner courtyard.

There seems to have been a fight here … Hengy Yuan is also working here … I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll definitely be a good person in the future.

He lowered his head guiltily and didn't look at Hengy Yuan. Under the guidance of the guarding monk, he entered a room.

There were three monks in the room. The one in the middle was sitting on a couch. He was a dark-skinned old monk. His face was covered in wrinkles, and his thin body couldn't support the loose kasaya. At first glance, he looked a little comical.

On his left and right were Jing Chen and Jing Si, whom he had met before.

Jing Chen stared at Xu Qi 'an with an unfriendly expression.

"Master Du 'e!" Xu Qi' an pressed his palms together and bowed.

The old monk returned the greeting and said warmly, "Why did your excellency Xu pretend to be the martial monk of the Azure Dragon Temple, Hengy Yuan?"

Xu Qi 'an replied in all seriousness, "I wanted to figure out what was sealed under the Sampo Case."

The old monk narrowed his eyes and looked at him silently. His calm and gentle gaze was like a human scanner.

In front of the old monk, Xu Qi 'an did not dare to have any thoughts. He restrained his thoughts and did not let his imagination run wild.

He said, "I was the one who investigated the Sampo Case. I discovered many secrets. The Mountain River Temple of Yongzhen was built on a huge array formation. There was an evil being sealed in the array formation. After the Mountain River Temple of Yongzhen was blown up and the evil being escaped, I personally went into the water to investigate. I discovered that there were Buddhist runes engraved on the stone pillars of the array formation.

"In the beginning, I thought that the thing sealed under the Sampo was the previous Supervisor. However, as the case progressed and Heng Hui appeared, it turned out that a severed hand was sealed under the Sampo.

"I deduced that the severed hand was related to Buddhism. However, be it the Supervisor or the royal family, they kept it a secret.

"I, Xu Qi 'an, have solved many major cases in the capital. There is no case that I can't investigate. However, this question is like a fishbone stuck in my throat. It made me unable to sleep at night or eat. "

Master Du 'e nodded slowly. "Is that why you tested me previously?"

"That's right!" Xu Qi 'an said.

He had already thought of this excuse when he was pretending to be Hengy Yuan. He disguised himself as a "lunatic" who was obsessed with solving cases. He was brooding over the origin of the severed hand and the secret behind it.

Therefore, after the envoy from the Western Region entered the capital, he pretended to be Hengy Yuan and came here to test the waters.

There was nothing wrong with his test. All the questions were pointed out. He did not take the initiative to reveal any information about Monk Shen Shu. He fully played the role of an organizer who only knew one thing but did not know the other.

Master Du 'e smiled and said, "Your excellency Xu wants to know about the evil being?"

Xu Qi 'an was overjoyed. He appropriately revealed his desire to know. "Are you willing to tell me, Master?"

The skinny old monk smiled and said, "That's fine, but you have to join my Buddhism and become my disciple."

"F * ck off …" Xu Qi 'an's face twitched. He shook his head and refused. "I practice martial arts. I can no longer practice the Buddhist mental cultivation method."

Master Du 'e seemed to have expected such a reply. He said slowly, "You can become a warrior monk."

"I can become a warrior monk … A warrior monk and a Warrior are indeed different paths to the same goal. My guess is right. The warrior monk system in Buddhism is prepared for" outer disciples "."

A guess that Xu Qi 'an had been suppressing in his heart for a long time had been confirmed.

What's the next rank after an eighth-grade warrior monk?!

"Can I marry and have children?" he asked.

"Although warrior monks do not have to abide by the precepts, they cannot marry and have children. This has nothing to do with cultivation, but the rules of the Buddhist Sect. "Master Du 'e shook his head.

"Once you enter the Buddhist Sect, you will be a monk. It's the same for warrior monks. Since you are a monk, how can you get married? "

Xu Qi 'an looked regretful. "I yearn for Buddhism very much. Unfortunately, there are only nine generations of my family. Sigh … It seems that I'm not fated with Buddhism. It's really a great regret in my life."

Master Du 'e was a little happy. He did not expect Xu Qi' an to be so friendly to Buddhism.

"If your excellency Xu has anything to ask in the future, just come to the inn and ask. I will tell you everything I can. There's no need to pretend to be a Buddhist disciple. "

"I know my mistake."

Du 'e nodded and instructed Jing Si to send him off.

After Jing Si sent Xu Qi 'an off and returned to her room, Master Du' e said in a low voice, "Summon Hengy Yuan into the room."

"Okay!"

Jing Chen went out and called for him.

After a while, Hengy Yuan, who was covered in dust, returned with Jing Chen. Master Du 'e smiled and said, "Pan Shu calls me Uncle-Master. You are his disciple, so call me Uncle-Master."

In fact, the Buddhist Sect of the Western Regions and the Azure Dragon Temple did not have a seniority relationship. Previously, Jingchen had addressed Xu Qi 'an as his senior brother out of courtesy.

"Uncle-Master." Hengy Yuan pressed his palms together.

Master Du 'e nodded and asked, "I heard from Jingchen that Xu Qi' an claims to be on good terms with you?"

Hengy Yuan replied, "Yes."

"The previous misunderstanding was caused by this person. Don't you have any complaints?" Master Du 'e stared at Hengy Yuan.

"No matter what your excellency Xu does, I can forgive you," Hengy Yuan said.

He owed Number Three two lives, and he owed Xu Qi 'an one. These were all great favors that he owed them.

Du 'e nodded again. "What kind of person is he?"