After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 839 Kayaba Temple

The weather was not very good today, it was dark and gloomy when we woke up early in the morning.

When we arrived at Kasyapa Temple, it was already drizzling.

Yu Jinwen got out of the car holding an umbrella. He stood there tall and straight, slightly raising the black umbrella and scanning his surroundings with his deep and sharp eyes.

Kasyapa Temple is a famous scenic spot in the port city. It is built near mountains and rivers, and has lush trees, which is very suitable for hiding.

Every year, the Hong Kong City police can track down many absconding criminals here. I don’t know whether it is because the legal network is open and not missed, or because it is inevitable because of God’s will. In short, no matter how capable the fugitives are, it is difficult to escape at Kasyapa Temple, or Either surrender or plead guilty and face the law.

I really answered that sentence - put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately.

Whether or not you can become a Buddha is another matter. For most people, the saddest thing when they reach this point is actually the hurdle in their hearts.

The drizzle made a rustling sound on the branches and leaves, and many sounds were also hidden.

Zhao Xu is here, he knows.

Song Xi is a wanted criminal with a major case. Zhao Xu's crime team has long been in contact with the Hong Kong police. In order not to attract attention, Zhao Xu has not even met with Yu Jinwen, Fu Yu and the others, and has been deploying In the arrest of Song Xi, she must not be allowed to escape this time!

The car door opened, and Luo Gang and "Jiang Fan" dressed as Sanniu also got out of the car, holding an umbrella for Nan Song.

Nan Song held on to the mask and lowered the brim of the umbrella, covering her so tightly that her face was almost invisible.

The group of people stopped at the foot of the mountain for a while, and then walked up the steps together.

Halfway up the mountain, Song Xi was hiding behind a tree, patrolling at the foot of the mountain with a telescope. His men also followed him to take a look and asked, "Are they them? The umbrellas cover them so tightly that they can't see clearly... Aren't we in the wrong place?"

His subordinates were making a lot of noise. Song Xi frowned and his face was dark.

You won’t come to the wrong place!That's them!
She thought about it carefully, and with someone helping her analyze it, they all agreed that Nan Song would definitely come to Kasyapa Temple!

Regardless of whether Mr. Lin really does not allow Nan Song and the others to attend his granddaughter's wedding, according to Nan Song's temper, she will not want her good friend's wedding to be disturbed. Even if it is dangerous here at Kasyapa Temple, she will come, Buddhism In a pure place, what's the harm in seeing blood?

The corners of Song Xi's lips raised sternly, and she listened to the distant bell ringing slowly. She only felt that the bell was the horn of her victory.

She made a gesture and asked her men to go and arrange it.

Seeing Nan Song and his group approaching slowly, Song Xi put down his binoculars, loaded the bullets, and raised his eyes slightly, but his eyes suddenly paused.

Standing next to Nan Song, why does a figure passing by look so familiar?

Even a bit like... Jiang Fan.

impossible!
Song Xi immediately rejected this idea in his mind. Jiang Fan was dead and could not appear here!

Before she could see clearly, Nan Song and his party had already entered the Main Hall, and the familiar figure was dispersed by pilgrims and tourists.

Nan Song respects ghosts and gods but does not believe in them.

Lighting the incense, she moved her lips and said silently: I'm going to kill someone in your place. I apologize for any offence.

Luo Gang stood behind her with a vigilant expression, carefully observing the expressions of the people around him, keeping a close eye on Nan Song and not daring to relax at all.

Abbot Yixin sent someone to invite him, but Yu Jinwen had already gone elsewhere.

Sanniu disappeared into the hall without a trace.

Song Xi narrowed his eyes.She originally thought that Yu Jinwen would never leave Nan Song, but she didn't expect that he would actually leave her, exposing Nan Song like this.

But Song Xi is not a fool. The pilgrims and tourists surrounding Nan Song are all dressed in plain clothes, but if you take a closer look, you can see that they have tall and straight postures, kinked muscles, and tiny headphones in their ears. The waist covered by the clothes probably also has a dick.

Either plainclothes or special police officers surrounded Nansong tightly.

As long as she dares to make a move, they can immediately locate her, draw their guns, and kill all her people.

Perhaps, she could go and have a chat with Yu Jinwen.

There was a micro-communicator embedded in Song Xi's collarbone. She gave an order coldly, telling everyone to stay where they were and not to act rashly.

Under the leadership of the novice monk, Yu Jinwen entered a quiet courtyard and met an old friend of Mr. Yu, who became the abbot.

"I've met Master Yixin." Yu Jinwen gave a junior salute.

While the tea was brewing, Yi Xin, who had two slender white eyebrows, waved his hand kindly, gesturing for Yu Jinwen to sit down. His voice was like an ancient bell, soft and slow, deep, but with a long aftertaste, "A simple and humble room, There’s only rough tea, which can’t compare to the fragrance of your grandpa’s tea.”

"Coarse tea is fine. Do as the Romans do. I won't choose."

Yu Jinwen looked calm, picked it up, took a sip, and slowly put it down, "It's quite rough. I'll send you some later."

Master Yixin narrowed his eyes and smiled: "That's so embarrassing, it's such a waste of money."

"No fee."

Yu Jinwen smiled slightly and said, "My wife has a tea house at home, and the green tea is very fragrant. I still have some stored there, and I will send them to you."

The sound of "wife" made Master Yixin's old and serious face show a look of curiosity and gossip. He first looked behind him, but saw no one, then leaned forward, his long eyebrows trembling. Shake, "Where is your wife? Why don't you bring her over to see me?"

Yu Jinwen raised his eyes and said, "You are a monk, is it appropriate to gossip like this?"

Master Yixin stared, "What's wrong with monks? Can monks not gossip?"

"can."

Yu Jinwen smiled softly, he couldn't afford to offend this old man.

It was a coincidence that Master Yixin escaped into Buddhism at that time. He was also married in the mortal world. Later, because he was not doing his job properly, his wife ran away with him. When he woke up drunk, the house was empty except for a string of Buddhist beads. Everything was moved away by my wife.

Twisting the string of Buddhist beads, he suddenly felt that life was like a big dream, lifeless, so he went away to a foreign country and became a monk.

After becoming a monk, he felt as if he was reborn. He put on his cassock and answered questions for pilgrims. He listened to countless gossips and interesting stories. He increasingly felt that what he had experienced was nothing. After hearing all the weird and weird things in the world, he also I realized many truths and gradually ran towards the eminent monk.

However, in Yu Jinwen's eyes, the person in front of him still seemed to be the weird grandpa who would hug him and play with him and give him sweets.

"She is in the main hall." Yu Jinwen said leisurely, "I need to use your place to kill someone."

Master Yixin has long received notices and reminders from the police. This kind of thing happens every year, and he has long been used to it.

only……

He raised his eyes and looked at a blue figure coming out from behind the pillar, and asked Yu Jinwen, "Is this her you are talking about?"

(End of this chapter)