cloudy day

Chapter 1143

"Hey, don't mention it, the strange text hidden in the wall does not belong to any ciphertext. We have checked the books in the library for three days in a row, but we have not found a way to decipher the ciphertext. According to Master, the strange text Ancestor Shen created it himself when he was young, and he never passed on the method to other people, nor did he give any clues..." Chen Yangshan said with a sigh.

"Then... so in this way, no one can solve it except Shen Zhenren himself?" I said with a wry smile, and when Chen Yangshan mentioned the ciphertext created by Shen Zhenyi when he was young, I seemed to be out of my mind. Leo thought of something.

I seemed to recall that there was a person who was acquainted with the young Shen Zhenren and walked with him, but that person seemed not to be the God of the Mountain, but...

But just when I was about to figure it out, unexpectedly, the door of the meeting room opened suddenly, and three monks walked in from the door.

These three monks are all wearing cassocks, and they look extraordinary. I know one of these three monks!I remember that the kind-hearted monk named Xingchi was the one who helped the villagers purify the evil spirits of the girls by the Soul Water River.

One of the other two monks looked about the same age as Master Xingchi, but he looked very mighty. Although he was old, his body was exceptionally strong.

Another eminent monk looked much older than Master Xingchi and the other master. This eminent monk was wearing a patched cassock, and his loose beard was like silver strands. .

I glanced at Chen Yangshan beside me, lowered my voice and asked, "Chen Daoist, who are these eminent monks?"

"The main character of this operation is here. The oldest one is Master Ming Jing, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, the ancestral home of Zen. Didn't you see that Wan Ju walked obediently behind these three eminent monks?" Chen Yangshan said softly.

"Really..." Hearing what Chen Yangshan said, I saw the respectful Wan Zhengqi walking at the end.

At this time, I took a closer look at Master Ming Jing, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and what impressed me the most was Master Ming Jing's eyes.

Master Mingjing's eyes were not as sharp as Wan Zhengqi's, not as deep and cold as Gui Jiuwu's, nor as spirited as Zhong Zhenren, the head teacher of the Quanzhen Longmen School.On the contrary, it looks ordinary, just like an ordinary old man, but this is a state of returning to the basics, this hidden Master Mingjing is not simple...

Next to me, Chen Yangshan introduced to me again: "You should have seen that Master Xingchi at the Sanhun Wharf on the Hunshui River, right? The other eminent monk who looks very strong is the younger brother of Master Xingchi. Xingjue, these two eminent monks are disciples of Master Mingjing, the abbot, and they are also the head of the Shaolin Temple. By the way, Wan Haochen, the son of Director Wan, is also a disciple of Master Xingzhi. Like his father, he is also a member of Shaolin Temple. Layman disciple."

I nodded, probably figured out the relationship between the characters.At this time, I saw Wan Zhengqi respectfully leading Master Ming Jing to the main seat at the conference table, while he took the second seat at the conference table, and he sat down after Master Ming Jing sat down.

But what is puzzling is that after the honorary director, Master Ming Jing, and the director of the Southwest Bureau were seated, the meeting still hadn't officially started, and it seemed that there were other important people who hadn't arrived yet...

(End of this chapter)