Conspiracy

Chapter 570 Yunshuang Temple was destroyed

After closing the secret room and going back the same way, as soon as they left Shangyu Frame's sleeping hall, the back hall became brightly lit.

After a brief discussion, they did not continue to stay, and returned to the General's Mansion and Taifu's Mansion respectively.

On the other side, Shang Yu frame frowned as soon as he stepped into the hall, feeling a little strange.

After letting the palace servants retreat, he opened the mechanism and entered the secret room. He was relieved to see that the ice bed was intact.

However, he always felt uneasy in his heart, as if something big was about to happen.
The next day.

Su Zhen was woken up again by a loud knock on the door and Yu Zhu's loud cry.

She tidied up her clothes and opened the door, only to see Yu Zhu's eyes were red and swollen, as if she had cried a lot.He was still carrying the packaged salute on his back, as if he was about to travel far.

"Little monk, what's wrong with you?"

"The wooden dummy my master my master left me is cracked!"

"Wooden man? What is that?"

Yuzhu took out a palm-sized humanoid puppet from her bosom. The puppet's workmanship was not exquisite, even a little rough, but she could sense the superficial aura.

On the back of the wooden figure, the birth date is engraved in Sanskrit.

But right at the heart of the puppet, there was a hole. At first glance, it looked like the heart had been dug out.

"This wooden figure corresponds to Master, and all my seniors and I also have one. If we are in danger, the wooden figure will have a corresponding change. Master must have appeared. Su benefactor, please take me back to Yunshuang Temple Meet my master!"

Yu Zhu couldn't help crying, he held the puppet tightly in his hands, and fixed his eyes on Su Zhen, the pleading and frightened look made Su Zhen's heart soften.

"Go, I'll take you to Yunshuang Temple."

Yu Zhu nodded frantically upon hearing this.Su Zhen went back to the house to pack her things, he held the puppet and paced back and forth at the door, muttering words, probably praying for the safety of Yunshuang Temple.

Su Zhen knew that he was very anxious, so she asked someone to arrange a fast horse, and after bringing some silver taels and the official token, the two rushed to Yunshuang Temple together.

Yunshuang Temple is a national temple located on the highest mountain outside Kyoto.

They killed two fast horses all the way, and finally arrived at Nandang Mountain two hours later.

At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of civilians and officers and soldiers gathered. They seemed to have a dispute and were noisy, not knowing what happened.

As soon as Su Zhen and Yuzhu got off their horses, the sky above their heads changed color, it was dark and thick, and in a blink of an eye there was a monster wind, lightning and thunder.

Su Zhen felt a little uneasy, and was about to show her badge, when she found out that among the officers and soldiers there was someone from Siwei's mansion.

"Wang Qian?!"

Wang Qian has the position of a hundred households. When he heard Su Zhen's voice, he was surprised and hurried forward to salute.

"My subordinates will refer to your Excellency."

Su Zhen waved her hand: "Don't be too polite, what's wrong with these people? Why do you stop them from going up the mountain?"

Wang Qian glanced at the jade bamboo beside Su Zhen, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Yu Zhu is not an outsider. His master is Master Qing Miao of Yunshuang Temple. If you have something to say, you can speak it directly, don't shy away."

However, Wang Qian didn't dare to answer when he heard the words.

"An accident happened on the mountain? Let people from our government come here. Could it be that there was a murder?"

Hearing Su Zhen's guess, Yu Zhu's face turned pale.

Wang Qian nodded and said in a low voice, "My lord, someone reported last night that all the monks in Yunshuang Temple were killed."

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"Master, senior brother won't! My master has great magic power! He will never be killed!" Yu Zhu's voice trembled, and tears flowed unceasingly.

Instinctively, Su Zhen stretched out her hand to grab Yuzhu, but it was empty. When she turned her head, she saw Yuzhu running towards the mountain like the wind blowing from her feet.

Su Zhen frowned and explained: "Tell the people that Yunshuang Temple will be renovated for a period of time. Tell the person who reported the case to keep his mouth shut, and don't cause panic until the case is clarified. Anyone who uses this to spread rumors Those who go to the yamen prison, twenty sticks!"

"Yes! This subordinate takes orders!"

Su Zhen nodded and chased up the mountain.

It's a pity that when she chased all the way to the gate of Yunshuang Temple, she didn't see Yuzhu.

But the Yunshuang Temple at this moment can't help but make her scalp tingle.

The bright red blood flowed all the way from the temple to the outside of the temple. If it was just that, even the courtyard wall seemed to be soaked in blood, the color was dark red, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting.

The blood seemed to be controlled, and it stopped before the stone steps that stretched down the mountain, without crossing the boundary at all.

Su Zhen looked at this scene in horror, jumped up and climbed over the temple wall, carefully stepping over the bloodstains all the way, trying to avoid stepping on it.

Strangely, she did not find any signs of fighting in the monastery.

The entire Buddhist disciples were bloodbathed, how could it be possible not to make a noise?

Since there was movement, why didn't there be traces of fighting and killing?

Are all monks killed silently?
Su Zhen didn't perceive the existence of demonic and demonic energy, so her doubts deepened.

When she found the main hall, as expected, Yu Changqing and Jin Lian had already arrived, and their expressions were ugly.

Not to mention the rest of the officials and yamen officials, they vomited in every corner.

And Yu Zhu was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue and crying, her thin and small figure felt helpless and lonely.

Su Zhen pursed her lips and sighed.

Master Qing Miao had already calculated his life and death calamity, and the deadline was approaching, weighing the pros and cons, so he sent Yu Zhu to her to seek asylum.

However, Su Zhen couldn't figure out why Master Qing Miao believed in herself.

After seeing Su Zhen, Yu Changqing asked, "You Ning? Why are you here?"

Su Zhen nodded, looked around, feeling puzzled.

"Yuzhu misses his master, so I'll accompany him back. I just didn't expect a murder to happen in Yunshuang Temple. But where is the corpse? Why are they gone?"

"It's all concentrated in the backyard, Wu Zuo is doing an autopsy."

"Ah."

Su Zhen glanced into the hall, and saw that the big Buddha in the center was also stained red with blood, and the rest of the Buddha statues were also in disarray and shattered all over the floor.

On the ground, it seems that a magic circle was carved with blood. The strange symbols are Sanskrit characters, and in the middle of the magic circle, there is a big red character that really catches the eye. It is the word '了'
Su Zhen's eyes suddenly became fierce, and she suddenly thought of Chen.

"You Ning, do you know this formation? Is it a curse formation or a killing formation? Or is it a phantom formation that we have encountered before that can make people hallucinate?"

Su Zhen knelt down, sized it up and said, "It doesn't have attack power, it's not a magic circle, it's a mockery."

"Laugh? Who are you laughing at?"

"Buddhism." Su Zhen said lightly.

But the anger in Yuzhu's eyes was almost uncontrollable, the others couldn't help but took a few steps back and kept away from him.

(End of this chapter)