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Chapter 250 Wei Huayang Gets Wrathful and Xu Yuanyun Arrives

Chapter 250 Wei Huayang Gets Wrathful and Xu Yuanyun Arrives (Subscribe)
"What are you thinking?"

Yu Yu's crisp voice pulled Ji Pingan back from his wild thoughts.

He raised his head, looked at the two women beside him, shook his head and said:
"Nothing, just thinking about the follow-up of this matter."

Ye Hongling had a serious expression:
"Master Yihong passed away, and Buddhism will definitely pay attention to it. This matter is no longer in our hands and needs to be reported to the court."

Yunlin Temple is a nail inserted in Dazhou by the Buddhist sect of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and its significance is extraordinary.

The sudden death of the abbot, it is impossible for the Buddhist sect to remain unresponsive. When the news comes back, at least one "messenger" must be sent to understand the situation and arrange for a new abbot to take over.

In contrast, the conflict with Dadong Shenjiang can be ignored.

"It is indeed necessary to report." Ji Pingan affirmed, but what he thought was that Xin Yaoguang needed to be notified.

Let him pay close attention to the trend of Buddhism.

Although the rebirth of the "Buddha" seems unlikely to him, after all, according to the samples collected, most of the reborn people were concentrated in the past 1000 years.

But considering the great discovery that "Tao Zun" was born in the early civilization, the "sages" who created the major systems obviously hide huge secrets.

Everything is possible.

"Let's go back now." Ji Pingan said.

The three of them went out immediately, but as soon as they passed through the courtyard gate, they saw a group of people approaching, and the leader was Mistress Pei.

According to the original plan, she lived in a Buddhist temple for a while.

When he rushed out after hearing the noise, Ji Ping'an had already stepped into the Leiyin Tower, and he showed panic:

"Ji Sichen, I heard that you guys fought with the master in the Buddhist monastery?"

Ji Pingan gave this woman a strange look, thinking that although this woman is not pregnant, she is lucky.

Involved in this incident, but unscathed, the standard large silly white sweet, this will gently sigh, said:
"Sometimes ignorance is a blessing, madam, don't you think?"

Li Xiangjun was stunned, then suddenly took a deep breath, bit his lips, nodded and said:

"Si Chen said so."

Immediately, the woman in charge really stopped asking, but ordered the servants to pack up their things, prepare carriages and horses, and prepare to follow the three of them back to Yuhang immediately.

Ji Pingan smiled, and suddenly felt a little emotional. In this era of great changes unseen in a thousand years, it is a blessing for the Pei family to have such a mistress who knows how to assess the situation.

Immediately, a group of people got together and went down the mountain in a mighty way. On the way, they sat cross-legged and meditated.

"General, do you want to let them go like this?" an officer asked unwillingly.

General Dadong, who was meditating cross-legged, opened his eyes and stared at him coldly. It wasn't until the officer looked away that he snorted coldly and squeezed out four words:
"There is ample time."

Immediately, Tudi ordered again:
"Go to the depths of the monastery to inquire, I want to know what happened."

He still hasn't given up on his plan to retaliate by filing a lawsuit.

As long as he catches the fact that the three of them broke into the monastery without evidence, he can make a big fuss and use the court to put pressure on each other from the legal point of view.

"So what about Qin Tianjian, it is still the official office of the imperial court after all."

Dadongshen will be thinking about it, and has already conceived in his mind how to play and operate in the officialdom.

But when the sent subordinates returned, and after telling what had happened with a panicked expression, General Dadong was stunned.

The officer said:
"General, Master Hong's attitude before his death was obviously related to the case, as if he pleaded guilty and subdued the law. I don't think the nursing home seems to have any intention of pursuing it. Even if we hand over the memorial, it may not be of much use."

The Dadong God General suddenly shook his head, his eyes flickering:

"No, you don't understand. How the people in the monastery think it's not important, the key lies in how the Buddhist sect will express their stance after they know about it."

"Huh?" The officer looked blank.

……

Outside Qiantang City, on a hillside with dense forest.

A group of monks from the Mendicant Sect hid here, overlooking the direction of the monastery from afar.

When the setting sun sank to the ground, mournful bells sounded from the mountain, and a group of "fallen monks" far away in the forest could clearly hear them.

"Buddha, it's the death knell. Someone died in the monastery." A monk said in surprise.

"Ordinary monks don't have this kind of treatment. There are six rings. Could it be that the abbot of the monastery died?" Another person was shocked.

The Buddhist system is strict and has a complete set of regulations. Monks of different ranks are treated differently after passing away.

The "Buddha" with a greasy body and a cracked copper bowl in his hand had an ugly face and said:

"The gods fight, and the fish in the pond are hurt. Let's go, advance to the city, and stay quiet for a while, the rivers and lakes will become more and more difficult to mix."

Everyone has a heart.

A group of people turned their horses and rushed towards Qiantang City.

On the way, a person asked curiously:
"Buddha, speaking of it, how do you know something will happen here? Bring us here?"

Hearing the words, the Buddha still had palpitations in his heart, and said:

"Nature is the revelation of the Buddha during divination."

All the monks looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that our group of wild monks are villains who do not obey the precepts at all, fugitives who can't get along in the Southern Tang Dynasty, the old Buddha is probably blind, and can he give you enlightenment?

Buddha didn't say a word, and he was equally suspicious:

He had been divination for half his life, but he was not sure, but this time it unexpectedly came true.

Wei Zai strange also.

In the sound of horseshoes, the sun finally sank to the ground, and the night covered Kyushu.

……

Shendu City, Qingyun Palace, Ji Garden.

Because it is located in the north, it gets dark quickly after autumn.

When the sky was dotted with stars and the moon was shining, Xin Yaoguang walked in the garden on a whim, staring ahead with clear and long eyes, and a yellowing leaf slowly fell.

"Dharma body...has it been used up?" Xin Yaoguang murmured to himself, and the glamorous Sword Fairy looked to the south.

Relying on Shenzang's cultivation base, even across mountains, rivers and lands, she still felt something after that dharma body dissipated.

"I don't know, what kind of powerful enemy that little guy encountered." The female head teacher was inexplicably worried.

After thinking about it, she took out the Taoist scriptures from her sleeve, thinking about whether to send a message to the little star official to ask.

But he felt that the price was falling, so he hesitated. Just as he was hesitating, the scriptures shook, and a line of ink words slowly emerged:
[Ji Ping'an: Are you there? 】

Under the moonlight, the corners of Xin Yaoguang's mouth turned up slightly, and instead of responding immediately, she deliberately counted thirty in her heart, and then replied with a finger instead of a pen.

[Xin Yaoguang: Huh? 】

[Ji Ping'an: I have something to tell the head teacher.involving Buddhism. 】

[Xin Yaoguang: Say. 】

[Ji Ping'an: The matter has to start with the abbot of Yunlin Temple...]

Then, Xin Yaoguang only saw the words in the Taoist scriptures emerge one by one, and briefly described the case of the Buddhist monastery, omitting a lot of content, and only focused on Yihong himself.

At first, Xin Yaoguang just watched with interest, with an attitude of listening to the story.

But when Ji Pingan mentioned that the mage was suspected to have feelings for the Buddha in the "Empty Bright Bodhisattva Realm", the sword fairy finally changed his face, no longer maintaining the reserve of the head teacher, and hurriedly swiped his fingers quickly, asking for specific content .

After the two sides talked for a while, Xin Yaoguang replied: [I already know what happened. 】

Immediately, the Taoist scriptures were stuffed into the sleeve of the robe, and the feathered cloak faded away.

His figure turned into a breeze, blowing across the Garden of Silence, the small town-like buildings of the Daomen's main altar, blowing over the head of a famous Daomen disciple, and finally blowing into a library in the Dianzangyuan.

"Whoa."

On the third floor, a window was blown open, and in the brightly lit room, the candles in the lampshade flickered.

Xin Yaoguang's figure condensed, her feet stepped on the spotless wooden floor, she raised her eyes and looked at the underside of the bookshelves in front of her, the girl in red who was meditating cross-legged bowed slightly:
"Master."

Wei Huayang is no longer dressed as a Jianghu heroine, but is wearing a bright red Taoist robe with a black belt around his waist.

Messy ears and short black hair, behind him, there is an ancient sword with different shapes floating, and there are illusory Tai Chi patterns rotating around his body.

At this time the strangeness disappeared, Wei Huayang opened his eyes and looked at her with a majestic expression:
"What's the matter?"

Xin Yaoguang bowed her head and said, "Ji Ping'an just sent a message."

Pa——Wei Huayang regained his energy, his eyes lit up, and he asked quickly:

"How... what did he say?"

Because Xin Yaoguang bowed his head, he did not see the change of "Master Ancestor", and said:
"It's about Buddhism."

Then, she recounted the original words, and Wei Huayang also fell into deep thought after hearing this, and asked:

"What do you think?"

Xin Yaoguang hesitated and shook his head:
"The disciples think that this matter may be strange. The rebirth of the Buddha is too unimaginable. What the monk Yihong said may not be true, nor may it be a lie. It may be an illusion of enchantment. However, it is still worth paying attention to. It can send orders to hide the Taoism of the Southern Tang Dynasty. Disciple investigate further."

Wei Huayang nodded lightly: "Just do as you say."

"Yes. Disciple farewell."

"and many more."

Xin Yaoguang looked up in doubt.

Wei Huayang's face was calm, and he asked unintentionally: "That Ji Pingan, didn't you say anything else?"

Xin Yaoguang shook his head in doubt: "There is nothing else, what does the master want to ask?"

"It's okay." Wei Huayang said lightly.

When the female sword fairy left and she was the only one left in the pavilion, Headmaster Huayang gritted his teeth, and stared at the moon outside the window with aggrieved eyes, thinking that he didn't even say anything to himself, with a flick of his sleeve, the window "slapped "It slammed shut.

In the distance, Xin Yaoguang stood on the roof of a pavilion, looking at the suddenly closed window lattice in the distance, frowning slightly.

I always felt that when the little star official was mentioned, there was something wrong with the master, but how could a mere young man be really taken seriously by the first head teacher of the dignified Taoist sect?
"Strange thing."

……

……

"Ah!"

Under the same night, on the mountain road back to Yuhang City, Ji Pingan, who put down the scriptures, sneezed for no reason.

Yu Yu came over on her little white horse: "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Pingan rubbed his nose and said, "It's autumn, maybe I've caught a cold."

Yu Yu looked confused, and said to himself, can you be more perfunctory, dignified Po Liu monk, you tell me you have a cold?

The saint snorted and ignored him.

Ji Pingan was helpless, and reluctantly glanced at the Taoist scriptures. He still didn't choose to send out the words about the status of "Teacher Huayang" in that line.

"Sigh... It's really too bad that there is a feeling that the underground love affair cannot be exposed."

Shaking his head, Master Li Yang closed his eyes and let the horses sit down and follow the convoy.

Because they returned overnight with Mrs. Pei, and it was dark and it was difficult to speed up. It was a half-day journey, and everyone walked all night to arrive.

When Ji Pingan opened his eyes again, he saw the rising sun in the east, illuminating the whole world.

As the morning fog dissipated, a long queue had already formed outside the gate of Yuhang City, all of them were people who wanted to enter the city.

When everyone entered the city, the sky had already brightened and the temperature was rising. Li Xiangjun waved goodbye, and then walked back with a heavy heart, clutching his shriveled stomach.

After Ye Hongling left, she pulled her horse back to the yamen, ready to report the matter to the magistrate immediately.

Ji Pingan thought for a while, and considering that the chief disciple of Jianzheng was in retreat recently, and the matter was not urgent, he was not in a hurry to go to Yinyang Academy, but returned to Laoliu Street with Yu Yu.

It took a total of two days to go back and forth, but a lot of things happened:
Injured a general, killed an eminent monk, cleared up a misunderstanding in the previous life, planted a spy in the human world, and pretended to be a coward in front of Qiantang hermit...

Ji Pingan shook his head, feeling that he was really busy.

As soon as the two of them stepped into Laoliu Street, they heard howling from a courtyard surrounded by many neighbors, including the owner of the painting and calligraphy shop.

Seeing Ji Ping'an return, his eyes lit up, and he ran over:

"Mr. Li is back?"

Ji Pingan asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

The latter put his sleeves in his hands, sighed softly, and said:

"It's Mrs. Wang's daughter-in-law. Didn't she say she was pregnant a few days ago? But yesterday, I don't know if she caught a cold, or she suffered from eating bad stomach, vomiting and diarrhea, and severe abdominal pain. Later, she went to see the doctor and said that the child was gone. .”

This... Ji Ping'an and Yu Yu looked at each other without saying a word.

Just as Ji Ping'an guessed before, the Flower Picking Monk is not a real "human", but just a body made by Master Yihong. Although its functions are the same as those of ordinary people, it is not human after all.

The so-called "pregnancy" is probably just a burst of Buddha's fetal energy injected into it. It is impossible to conceive a fetus in the first place. Now that Yihong died, the energy will dissipate.

I don't know whether this result is good or bad for these victims.

Ji Pingan shook his head, put the matter aside, and prepared to leave.

I heard the owner of the painting and calligraphy shop say again:

"By the way, two beautiful women went to your shop early in the morning, and they haven't come out yet. They probably weren't divinations, but maybe they were looking for someone."

Find someone?

Ji Pingan looked puzzled. After nodding his thanks, the two passed through the crowd and arrived at "Yi Jing Zhai" at the end of the street. They found that the door of the store was closed and had not yet opened.

Then I went around to the side door again, but as soon as I got off the horse, the courtyard door opened, and the snack guy in the lotus leaf color skirt jumped out first, bluffing:
"What did I say? Listening to the sound of horseshoes, someone must have returned."

The chubby Fang Shijie followed out with his hands in his hands, with a look of disdain, and muttered:

"Come back, tsk tsk, it's a coincidence that you came back, someone is looking for you."

His Majesty the Divine Emperor looked at Ji Ping'an with an inexplicable teasing look in his eyes.

Ji Pingan frowned, and looked at Huang He who came out third:
"I heard that there are two people here? Looking for me?"

Huang He said "En", and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a woman with big breasts walking out behind him.

Luan Yu, a female monk with bright facial features and a temperament that should not be approached by strangers, said lightly:

"Ji Sichen is really busy. He disappeared early in the morning. Did he just come back from outside?"

Luan Yu?

Ji Pingan was taken aback, wondering if all the news about the Beast Sect was so well-informed?
The news about the Zen Academy came back so quickly?

Or... is it about the Qianyuan Treasure House?The other party tracked it down?
"Elder Luan, what do you need from me?" Ji Pingan asked cautiously.

Luan Yu hugged her shoulders and said as if she had nothing to do with me:
"It's not that I'm looking for you, you'll know when you go in."

Ji Pingan became more and more puzzled, glanced at her, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. Yu Yu blinked and blinked his big eyes, and followed closely, trying to get in, but was stopped by Luan Yu with one hand, and said lightly:

"The saintess is stopping, please take a rest outside."

Yu Yu was unhappy, and puffed out her small chest: "This is the residence of the saint, why don't you let me in?"

Luan Yu refused to give an inch, and puffed out her big chest: "You can try."

Sitting in the well is full of breath.

Yu Yu hesitated for a second, and sneered: "Tch, I don't bother to talk to you."

……

In the courtyard.

When the courtyard door was closed, blocking the sight of everyone outside the door, Ji Pingan finally saw clearly in the courtyard, under the old willow tree, in his own rattan chair.

Lying leisurely, as if swinging on a swing, a frail girl in a white dress is full of interest.

Xu Yuanyun raised his head, facing the morning sun in early autumn, his slender and curved eyebrows turned into crescents, and a bright smile appeared on his fair and delicate face:
"you're back."

……

Tomorrow, I have to conceive the detailed outline of the next plot, and I am very anxious at this time...

(End of this chapter)

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