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Chapter 2293 "Diamond Sutra"

After leaving Qingliang Mountain and reaching the foot of the mountain, he breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at A Feng beside him, and Liu Ying and the bearded man who appeared in the distance.

After all, there were only four of them when they came here this time, while there were a total of twelve men in black on the other side, and they gave people a feeling of showing their sharpness.

It is definitely possible to fight, but after the fight, Ah Feng may be injured. The most important thing is that Zhang Tianhao is worried that this Qingliang Temple will be destroyed.

This Kii Jiro seems to be a senior Japanese military officer stationed in Nanjing, otherwise there would not be so many bodyguards.If something goes wrong in Qingliang Temple, Qingliang might really be ruined.

After thinking about it again, he realized who this high-ranking official was.

One of the commanders of the division called Mujing Regiment himself.

A murderous intent flashed in Zhang Tianhao's heart. After all, it would definitely not be a good thing for the captain to go to Qingliang Temple.

"Master, those people just now seem to be very difficult!"

When he got here, Ah Feng couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"A veteran of the battlefield, powerful. Not much worse than you!"

Zhang Tianhao immediately replied, then looked at Liu Ying and the bearded man who came out of the forest not far away, and said with some seriousness: "How are you doing?"

"Young master, it's nothing. We just saw those men in black just now, so we hid aside and waited until the young master came down the mountain." Liu Ying told the situation again in a low voice.

"Well, assign the task now, Liu Ying, go to No. 29 Hujia Hutong, Sishui Bridge, and inquire about someone. There may be no one there now, but you have to try your best to find out that this person is still alive."

Liu Ying was taken aback when she heard this, but immediately looked at the bearded man beside her.

"Big Beard, you accompany Ms. Liu back, pay attention to safety, and, Ms. Liu, you find your team members, and try your best to find me called Gao Erdan. The things are in his hands."

"Yes!"

As soon as Liu Ying heard this, she immediately took the order, followed the bearded man and left here, and walked back directly.

And Zhang Tianhao and A Feng also quickly left the foot of the mountain, looked left and right, and found their car.

A Feng went straight in, and then started the car directly, ready to leave.

"Ah Feng, go to the intersection at the corner ahead, and then hide the car. If we come today, we can't return empty-handed!" Zhang Tianhao looked at the two cars in front, and couldn't help but feel cold.

The four men in black are staying here, apparently together with the thirteen people above.

When he heard that Zhang Tianhao was going to take action, he was taken aback for a moment. Immediately, a murderous look rose from the corner of his mouth, and he responded in a low voice.

As Zhang Tianhao got into the car, the car also slowly passed by and drove out along that road.

……

At this time, in Qingliang Temple, Mujing Jiro looked at Master Deyun in front of him, and endless smiles flashed in his eyes.

However, he still kept a certain amount of etiquette, clasping his hands together as a monk's meeting ceremony.

"Master Deyun, here to disturb again!"

"Amitabha, it's Mr. Mujing, please use tea inside!"

Deyun didn't lose his manners just because Mui was Japanese, but made a flat gesture of please.

In the main hall, Master Deyun came in with a pot of tea, poured it for Mujing, and then sat opposite Mujing, sipping tea slowly.

In fact, the tea is not good, it is just an ordinary tea, even a low-grade tea that weighs a few catties.

After thirty days of tea, Mu Jing put down his cup and said lightly, "Master Deyun, I think you should know the purpose of my visit. I don't need to repeat it!"

"Mr. Mujing, I'm really sorry. I really don't have the Golden Steel Sutra that you want in Qingliang Temple. You also know that monks don't tell lies. I think, did you make a mistake?"

Master Deyun still looked at Mujing calmly, and also put down the cup in his hand, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Master Deyun, my patience is limited, let's take it out. I don't want your thousand-year-old temple to be destroyed. If I didn't know, I wouldn't come to you to ask for it. As the saying goes, those who know current affairs For Junjie!"

Mu Jing looked at De Yun with a victorious hand, and said leisurely.

"I'm sorry, we really don't have it in our temple. Besides, how could we have such a national treasure? If there is, haven't you already dug it up? What's the "Diamond Sutra" there."

"Hey, Master Deyun, why don't you, you and that old monk are the only ones left in your temple now, he is your master, if you don't hand it over, then don't blame me!"

Kii Jiro looked at Master Deyun in front of him, finally showing that villainous face, even when he looked at Master Deyun, he was a little more violent.

"Hey, Mr. Mujing, I really can't take it out. If you want to take us, I can't help it. Lao Na is over sixty, and the master is seventy years old. Even if he dies, he has lived a lifetime." Besides, it’s not bad if the monks can go to see the Lord Buddha in peace.”

"Hehe, it seems that Master Deyun, you still haven't realized that I gave you a week to think about it, but you are still so obsessed with it, so don't blame me for being rude."

As he spoke, he waved his hand to the men beside him.

"Hi!"

The Japanese replied, and immediately turned and walked outside.

Soon, there was a pile of firewood in the compound, and at the same time, a wooden pillar was added, and an old monk with a gray beard was tied to the wooden pillar. host.

Although the old monk was tied up, his eyes were slightly closed, and he kept chanting some scriptures. Although the voice was not loud, it was extraordinarily clear.

And Master Deyun was still sitting opposite the wooden well, with a normal expression, but his hands underneath were already trembling uncontrollably, showing that his heart was extremely restless.

As for the tea, it was already cold.

He directly lowered his head halfway, and kept muttering in his mouth, as if he was reciting scriptures for someone.

"Master Deyun, this is the last chance. I don't want you to see that you are the only one left in the entire Qingliang Temple, and only for a few scriptures. If you do that, you will be the sinner of the entire Qingliang Temple."

"Buddhism can say that killing one's life to become benevolent, cutting meat to feed the eagle, but you are a thing outside of the body, but you killed the entire temple." Mu Jing took a slow look at Master Deyun, then picked up the teapot beside him, and gave it to him. He poured himself another cup of tea.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip slowly, he put down the teacup gently, looking very graceful.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

But Master Deyun didn't respond to what he said at all, but kept chanting sutras, especially after a long while, he even stretched out his hand, picked up the rosary and kept chanting.

With a focused expression, he slowly became unmoved by foreign objects.

A calm mind is naturally cool, and a clear mind is naturally calm.

"It seems that the master is determined to the end."

Mu Jing looked at De Yun with disdain, then waved his hand at the side, and saw a Japanese follower behind him who knew about it, saluted directly, and went straight to the yard.

Soon, the Japanese came to the old monk who was tied up in the compound, picked up a match, and directly lit the dry firewood around the old monk.

(End of this chapter)