A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 218
In the light of swords and shadows, Yeats finally cut off the rope that bound the young lady.

"Hurry, come and cut it off for me." She looked at the urging girl while looking at the killing man in black.

"Okay, okay, I'll come."

The young lady turned around and came to untie Yeats's rope, but for some reason, she became increasingly panicked and unable to untie it, "Sister...sister...don't be impatient..."

Before she finished her words of comfort, Yeats pushed her away and rolled on the spot, escaping the assassination attack from the man in black.

The little lady screamed in fright.

Another man in black came over with a sword and stabbed him. Yeats shouted, "Run away...run away..." Seeing that the tied up young lady was about to be killed by the man in black, she was so anxious that she risked her own life and used her back to Go forward and block the knife.

As she whizzed up, Yeats felt that her ears were deafened. Everything around her was like an image. Could it be that she had accidentally entered a time and space tunnel and could travel back to modern times?

Bang!
A sharp crash awakened Yeats's hearing. She instinctively turned her head and looked back. A young monk used a bodhi tree to block the long sword that was stabbing Yeats.

In the dim light of the night, the young monk swung his Bodhi seed like an invisible weapon to kill the demons and monsters in the world.

Yeats blinked for a moment. It was not a dream. She did not enter the time and space tunnel, nor did she return to modern times. Instead, she was rescued by someone, the young monk who begged for alms in front of a small restaurant.

Someone blocked the sword, and Yeats quickly moved to the young lady, "Quick, please help us untie the rope."

The little lady was about to reach out, but was stopped by someone. In a blink of an eye, the little lady in front of her was carried away like the wind.

"Sir?" Seeing a familiar person being held in a broad and safe chest, Yeats immediately dropped all his guard and put his arms around Pei Jingning's waist.

"I'm sorry...I'm late." Pei Jingning hugged the little lady tightly with his backhand, and almost lost her. Fortunately...fortunately...he caught up.

After a while, the sound of killing stopped.

Yeats let go and looked at Lin Zi. The masked men in black who pulled them were all dead, while the other man in black, only the leader walked up to Pei Jingning, "Master Pei, this place is left to you." ." After saying that, he turned around and led the people out of the forest.

Yeats was a little worried, "My lord, they are all dressed in black, with their faces covered..." Meaning, how can you tell the good from the bad?

Pei Jingning smiled slightly, "I distinguish between friends and foes."

Just when Yeats was about to ask how to tell, out of the corner of his eye, the young monk was about to rub the bodhi seed. When he saw her looking over, he smiled calmly and said, "Since the donor is fine, it's time for the poor monk to leave."

Yeats left Pei Jingning's arms and walked to him, clasping his hands together and saying, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life."

"It just happened to happen."

By chance?Yeats didn't think so, but she wouldn't expose it. After all, even if he came here specifically to save her, why would he save her?
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Yeats thanked him again, "No matter how much Master doesn't care, I am still deeply grateful to Master."

Pei Jingning stood beside Yeats, seemingly calm and calm, but in fact he was very close to Yeats, with his broad arms covering Yeats's delicate body, like a pair of wall figures.

The monk kept smiling, and when he turned to leave, his peripheral vision and Pei's eyes collided, and the fire was overflowing.

The two had a fight in the depths of the primeval forest.

Yeats knew nothing and waved goodbye to the young monk who was leaving in front of Pei Jingning's broad chest.

"You know him?"

Yeats thought Pei Jingning was asking, but when he came back to his senses, he felt that the tone of his voice was wrong. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was Zhao Qi'an, Prince of Nanping County, "Prince Zhao?"

"You haven't called me back yet."

"In the capital, when he was begging for alms, I ate at a restaurant and paid for two meals for him. Does this count as acquaintance?"

Zhao Qian turned around and looked at Gao Shang who disappeared in the distance, "I always feel like I have seen this person somewhere." Yeats also felt this way, but she didn't say it out loud. Since Zhao Qian said so, he must have seen him somewhere.

At this moment, she had no time to think, so she quickly turned around and said, "Sir, here are six young ladies who were harmed by temples like Shanmang Temple. If a man in black hadn't just come over to stop the carriage, all of us might have been sold to a brothel. It’s a brothel.”

For being rescued halfway, Yeats was glad that the six young ladies were rescued, but also a little regretful. If she were alone, she would have tried to trick her into taking advantage of the situation and was 'abducted' into a brothel. She wanted to know what the charming girl said about the red Where is Luocheng? What kind of brothel is it? Why should we use the word "city" to describe it?

On the way back to the city, Yeats asked Pei and Zhao, "Have you ever heard of Hongluo City?"

Zhao Qian and Pei Jingning looked at each other.

Zhao Qian said, "It's similar to my Hongxiaoyuan."

"Are there prostitutes in Hongxiaoyuan?"

"That's not true. I said something similar."

Yeats frowned, "In other words, it is an entertainment city that combines brothels, gambling, and entertainment."

Entertainment city?This is a new term.

Zhao Qian smiled and said, "It's no problem describing it."

Yeats asked again, "The owner of Hongluo City is..."

Zhao Qi'an snorted, "Hongxiaoyuan is located in a poor alley. Everyone knows it and can go in and have fun. But at present, Hongluo City, even Zi Qian and I have only heard of its name and have never seen it in person. Its city.”

"Then... what is its customer base?" Yeats asked, "Businessmen, the drunken poor?"

Zhao Qi'an stretched out his hand and shook it, "No, no, on the contrary, those who go are all rich and powerful nobles."

Something flashed through Yeats's mind, "If the monk hadn't taken action tonight, I might have been in Hongluo City. Will this help you?"

Pei Jingning reached out and squeezed Yeats's hand, "Zhao Qian would have done these things well without you."

Zhao Qi'an, who was about to join in:...

Why did Yeats help the elephant solve the case instead of helping me sweep away the ghosts and ghosts to relieve the saint's worries?

Yeats raised his head and smiled knowingly at Pei Jingning, "Sir..." He was obviously a rich and powerful adult, but his words sounded like a child's anger, which was fun and heart-warming.

Maybe her heart was stolen by him bit by bit in this way.

After a near-miss, both of them were frightened. At this moment, they only had each other in their eyes.

Be caught off guard.

Zhao Qian was once again sprinkled with dog food.

Mother, save me, I want to fly out of the forest, I really can’t stand it.

After entering Beijing, according to the clues provided by the six young ladies, Dali Temple opened several black-hearted temples for the purpose of making money and robbing people.

It is obviously a compassionate temple that relieves people's suffering, but it has done such a heartbreaking thing. How could it be possible that only a few temples were established? After the Dragon Boat Festival in May, Emperor Longqi issued an imperial edict to conduct a thorough investigation of all temples that had been built within the past five years. If anyone engages in seeking wealth or killing, the temple will be disbanded, the monks who should be arrested will be arrested, and the monks who should be returned to secular life will be returned to secular life.

Suddenly, in May and June, the entire Wei Dynasty was in panic.

(End of this chapter)