Nightwatcher

Guided by the monks guarding the gate, Xu Qi'an walked through the front yard and came to the inner courtyard.

The young monk stopped in the yard, clasped his hands together and said, "Senior brother Hengyuan wait here for a while, I will inform Uncle Jingchen."

Xu Qi'an performed the Buddha's salute and responded, "Thank you, Junior Brother."

Watching the young monk enter a certain room, Xu Qi'an recalled the characters on the list.

The total number of missions to the Western Regions this time is 21.

Postmen have to arrange rooms for the missions. The rooms in the post station are divided into grades. Senior monks naturally live in better rooms. It is impossible for a young novice to live in the presidential suite, while the leader of the eminent monk lives in a single room without windows.

Therefore, the postmen had a clear understanding of the status of the missionaries.

The highest seniority is naturally the leader of this mission, "Master Duer", but the postman doesn't know what his cultivation level is.

There are two people in the back, namely "Jing Chen" and "Jing Si", according to the name, these two should be brothers.

As for other monks, their status is similar.

"One is called 'Jingcheng' and the other is called 'Myopia'. The names of these brothers are really interesting."

Just as he was thinking, the young monk came out and asked Xu Qi'an to come in.

He followed the young monk into the room, where sandalwood was burning. A monk with a round face and thick earlobes sat cross-legged, looking at the door with a smile.

This monk has a restrained breath and looks no different from ordinary people.

"Brother Jingchen." Xu Qi'an put his hands together.

"Junior Brother Hengyuan." The middle-aged monk returned the salute.

He immediately arranged for young monks to serve tea, and after Xu Qi'an took a sip, he said, "Senior Brother Pan Shu has just returned to the temple."

He wanted to say that the monks at the Qinglong Temple had just received the news of the embassy's arrival in Beijing. Host Pan Shu had just returned to the Qinglong Temple. There was no special reason, and he would not let the monks from the temple come and nudge Xu Qi'an, who suddenly thought of many possibilities , knowing that this is the other party's temptation.

Regarding this, he already had a draft in mind, and said unhurriedly: "The poor monk has been away from the temple for many years."

Monk Jingchen smiled and said, "What's the matter with Junior Brother Hengyuan?"

His voice seemed to have a strange magic power, which made Xu Qi'an instinctively resist lying, and just wanted to explain his purpose clearly.

Fifth Grade Lawrence?

Xu Qi'an's heart shuddered.

The abbot of Panshu of Qinglong Temple is also a fifth-rank monk. Monks in this realm are like moving "rules". They will actively or unconsciously influence the people around them.

Monks don't tell lies, forbid sexual intercourse, forbid killing, etc. What precepts have been obeyed by the monks, and the people around them will also obey them unconsciously.

Xu Qi'an has never seen a Herrscher fight, but when he went to Qinglong Temple to investigate the Sangbo case, he specifically read the information of Buddhist masters.

The combat effectiveness of the Lawlords comes from the "precepts", which is a bit like Confucianism's words follow the law, but it is not as rogue as Confucianism.

In a popular explanation, Confucianism says hello, this is achievable, although the sequelae are huge.

But the Buddhist law-giver is very restricted, unable to do whatever he wants, so he can only say a word: Xu Qi'an, smoking in reverse is as good as the gods.

Except that Xu Qi'an's mouth would be scalded with blisters, there were basically no sequelae.

The Confucian way of expressing words changes the rules at will, while the Lawyer makes people obey the rules, which is actually the opposite in essence.

Xu Qi'an clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name: "Senior brother and all of you came to Beijing, is it for the sealed artifact that got out of trouble in the Sangbo case?"

These words are like a boulder being thrown into the lake.

Jingchen squinted his eyes, remained calm on the surface, but smiled and said: "Senior brother Panshu said?"

Before Monk Panshu returned to Qinglong Temple, Uncle Du'er issued repeated orders not to disclose the existence of the sealed item, including the monks of Qinglong Temple.

Master Jingchen played a trick on Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an shook his head and sighed: "It's not what Master said, to be honest, the poor monk was also involved in the Sangbo case."

In Jingchen's warm and peaceful eyes, there seemed to be a golden light flashing.

"The poor monk has a younger brother named Henghui. Our brothers and sisters grew up together since childhood, and we have a very strong relationship. More than a year ago, Henghui disappeared suddenly and stole a magic weapon that shields the breath from the temple. I After multiple investigations, it was found that he was suspected of being abducted by a tooth organization."

Xu Qi'an showed a sad look, as if he was in unbearable grief, he could only recite the Buddha's name to relieve his emotions: "Amitabha."

Jingchen was listening intently, seeing Junior Brother Hengyuan's appearance, his heart moved: "Is there something hidden behind this case?"

"That's right, Junior Brother Henghui had an affair with a female pilgrim and made a private decision for life, so he stole the magic weapon from Qinglong Temple and flew away."

Jingchen frowned, flashing a lot of doubts, "Even if you run away, you don't need to steal the magic weapon, right?"

Xu Hengyuan sighed: "That female pilgrim is the daughter of King Yu, and King Yu is His Majesty's younger brother, a dignified prince. If there is no magic weapon to shield the breath, they cannot leave the boundary of the capital."

Master Jingchen was at a loss for words for a moment, unable to find words.

Afterwards, Xu Qi'an roughly narrated how the two young men and women who were ignorant of the world were deceived, how they were passively involved in party disputes, and how they died unexpectedly.

"Amitabha!"

Master Jingchen clasped his hands together, showed compassion, and recited the Buddha's name.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "But what does this have to do with the Sangbo case?"

Good question! Xu Qi'an smiled inwardly, without changing his face, he said: "This case is full of twists and turns, and it is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface. At the end of last year, the Yongzhen Shanhe Temple in the imperial family's Sangpo was suddenly destroyed by an explosion, and the evil thing sealed under the Sangbo born.

"Emperor Dafeng was furious and ordered the three divisions to investigate strictly. The poor monk was involved because the evil thing parasitized in Junior Brother Henghui's body."

"What?!"

Master Jingchen suddenly changed his face, and asked eagerly: "Where is the evil thing now? Henghui is not dead yet? How did Dafeng deal with this matter, did the prison guard not take action? Or, the evil thing has been re-sealed by the prison?"

He asked many questions in a row, but the indifference of the eminent monk was gone.

"Brother Jingchen, don't worry, let me speak slowly."

Xu Qi'an analyzed the Sangbo case and the Pingyang Princess case in simple terms, and told Monk Jingchen the relationship between the two cases and the secrets behind them.

Monk Jingchen didn't speak for a long time, as if he was shocked by the interlocking and intricate cases.

Even Pan Shu, the host, didn't know about these inside stories. He just traveled westward to tell the news of the birth of the Buddhist Sangbo Sealed Artifact.

The master uncle went to the palace to meet the saint to understand the whole story of the case. Unexpectedly, I, who was staying at the inn, was the first to know the whole process. Monk Jingchen sighed:

"This case is indeed full of twists and turns, and the person who can solve it is even more formidable. How did Junior Brother Hengyuan know such details?"

Xu Qi'an knew that this was the doubt that Monk Jingchen would inevitably raise. He didn't panic at all, forced himself to fight against the instinct of "don't lie", and replied:

"Although the case was sponsored by the third department, the one who actually found out the Sangbo case and the Pingyang princess case was a silver gong named Xu Qi'an from the watchman's yamen. The younger brother was involved, and only then did he know clearly."

Monk Yinluo Xu Qi'an Jingchen memorized the name, and hurriedly asked: "Who is that Yinluo named Xu, Junior Brother Hengyuan, please tell me in detail."

"well!"

Xu Hengyuan did not speak, but let out a long sigh.

"Brother, this is"

"Thinking of this man, the poor monk is filled with emotion."

"Oh? What do you mean by that?"

Xu Hengyuan said slowly: "Brother, I don't know something. Xu Qi'an is the most astonishingly talented person I have ever seen in my life. In terms of cultivation, he is a genius, and his entire career can be compared with him ,rare.

"In terms of being an official, he resolutely does not take the people's needles and threads, and takes it as his duty to uphold justice.

"In terms of solving crimes, Da Feng is as expert as a cloud, but he is not as good as a finger.

"In terms of poetry, he is hailed as the first poet in the two hundred years of Dafeng. It is said that the oirans of the teaching workshop love him to death, but he ignores them."

Monk Jingchen was stunned, he didn't expect such a person to exist in the capital.

"It's a pity that there are such people in the world who don't enter my Buddhism." A sharp light flashed in Monk Jingchen's eyes.

Damn, it's so awesome, this grandson wants to "save" me from Buddhism? So what do I need this iron rod for?

Xu Qi'an was vigilant, changed the topic calmly, and came up with a picture to see: "This time I came to see my brother, I just want to ask what is the evil thing under Sangbo?

"The poor monk knows that this thing is related to Buddhism, but he can't figure out why it should be suppressed in Dafeng's Sangpo?"

"This" Monk Jingchen showed embarrassment.

"Senior brother, what is the unspeakable secret?" Xu Hengyuan asked proactively.

"This matter is a secret of the Buddhist sect, so please don't ask me any more." Jingchen said.

"Ah!"

Xu Hengyuan sneered and said: "The poor monk understands that the poor monk regards the sect in the Western Regions as his own family, but he did not expect that the poor monk is just an outsider in the eyes of his brothers and sisters.

"Come on, it's the poor monk who is being sentimental. The poor monk will leave now. The Buddhist gate of the Western Regions is the Buddhist gate of the Western Regions, and the Qinglong Temple is the Qinglong Temple. They are different."

With that said, he got up and walked around.

"stop!"

Jingchen stopped drinking, with a sullen expression on his face: "You and I are both Buddhist disciples, and we are a family when we worship the Buddha. What the younger brother said just now is really a heart-breaking word, don't say it again in the future."

Xu Hengyuan looked at him expressionlessly and snorted coldly.

This time he used the Buddhist lion's roar, causing the hum to echo in the room.

The monk's temper has always been so irritable. Jing Chen sighed inwardly, and greeted: "Junior brother, please sit down, and I will tell you something I know."

Qinglong Temple is the only remaining fire of Buddhism in the Western Regions. If Buddhism in the Western Regions wants to continue to preach in the Central Plains, Qinglong Temple is an irreplaceable force.

Against such a background, Buddhism in the Western Regions attaches great importance to the "family" relationship with Qinglong Temple, and any suspicions and cracks must be eliminated and avoided.

"That evil thing is indeed related to our Buddhism. According to Uncle Du'er, it is a traitor to Buddhism."

"Buddhist traitor?"

Sure enough, it was right as I expected. Monk Shenshu is a member of the Buddhist sect, but he was personally sealed by the Buddhist sect. If he is not a traitor, what is it?

"Which traitor is it?" Xu Hengyuan asked.

"I don't know," Monk Jingchen shook his head, "It's a Buddhist secret, and the inside story, even a poor monk would not know."

I really wanted to use the qi technique to see if he was lying or not. The traitor's dharma name was Shenshu Xu Hengyuan asked again:

"Why is it a seal instead of saving him?"

Although Buddhism pays attention to compassion, but for a traitor of the sect, it will not be merciful, right?

"After Pan Shu presided over the news back to the Western Regions, Arhats and Bodhisattvas attached great importance to it and informed each other with thunder sounds. Such a solemn gesture has never been seen again except for the Battle of Shanhaiguan twenty years ago." Monk Jingchen pondered. road:

"All the way to the east, I once heard Uncle Du'er say that the demon monk cannot be killed."

Unkillable? !

The amount of information contained in this passage was so great that Xu Qi'an had to stop asking questions and think carefully.

That is to say, the monk Shenshu was sealed in Sangbo not because the Buddhist sect was merciful, but because he couldn't be killed.

Monk Shenshu once said that he was lucky enough to step into the highest state of "immortality and immortality".

But don't forget, there is a Buddha, a transcendent existence in Buddhism. Even the Buddha can't kill the monk Shenshu? !

"My God, Monk Shenshu is more terrifying than I imagined, what kind of monster is he?" Xu Qi'an muttered to himself.

Is an old prisoner right with one punch?

"I understand. It turns out that it can't be killed. No wonder the body needs to be divided and sealed." Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice.

"But why did you choose Sambo?" He questioned again.

Such a terrible traitor can be regarded as a confidant, and there must be a compelling reason to choose to seal it in the territory of the ally Dafeng.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be safer to seal it under the nose.

"The poor monk also wanted to know this question, and he asked his uncle Duoer on the road. The uncle told me that it originated from an agreement with Emperor Wuzong of Dafeng five hundred years ago." Jing Chen said.

The agreement made 500 years ago, in that year, Buddhism preached everywhere in Dafeng, and Buddhist temples sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Sure enough, there was something hidden behind it. However, most of the materials 500 years ago were destroyed, modified, and kept secret.

There is no way to check it.

After chatting for a few more words, Xu Qi'an was sure that he couldn't find any other information, so he got up and left.

Monk Jingchen saw him off in person, and as soon as he left the room, he saw a monk with delicate features walking along the corridor.

"Brother!" Monk Junxiu clasped his hands together.

Jingchen bowed back and introduced: "This is Junior Brother Hengyuan from Qinglong Temple, please call him Senior Brother."

Then, he introduced to Xu Hengyuan: "This is Junior Brother Jing Si."

'Myopic' so young? Xu Hengyuan was a little surprised.

"Brother Hengyuan." The handsome monk saluted.

Xu Qi'an returned a salute, and then said to Jingchen: "You don't need to give it away, brother."

Watching Xu Qi'an's back leave, Jing Si didn't look back for a long time.

"What's the matter, Junior Brother?" Jing Chen asked.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that he has a kind of power that makes people approachable." Jing Si said.

Xu Qi'an left the post station and walked along the street.

"Although I still don't know the identity of the monk Shenshu, at least a few things are confirmed: first, he is a Buddhist traitor, and the evidence is solid. Second, his cultivation level is higher than I expected, so high that even the Buddha can't kill him , although there is no evidence to prove that the Buddha made a move, let me assume so.

"Third, I'm only responsible for helping him check his identity and find his memory, and he will not participate in the grievances between him and Buddhism, unless I become a warrior, but this is impossible.

"Fourth, I must hug this big thick leg and squeeze the benefits like crazy.

"Fifth, you can't tell anyone about the existence of Monk Shenshu, not even Wei Yuan, it's too big of a deal.

"Sixth, listen to the music while it's still early in the sky."

Suddenly, Xu Qi'an saw a familiar figure appearing in the crowd in front of him.

It was a burly and tall monk with a blue-black circle around his chin, as if he had just shaved his beard.

The loose monk's robe seemed to fit him just right, hiding the muscles hidden inside.

"Damn it, Hengyuan!!"

In Xu Qi'an's heart, ten thousand grasshopper horses galloped past.

Master Hengyuan also saw him, and at the same time he was pleasantly surprised by Xu Qi'an's attire.

"Master Xu, why are you dressed like this?"

"Performance art" Xu Qi'an kept a straight face.

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"Master, are you going to Sanyang Station?"

"My fellow sect has come, and the poor monk should go and see him."

"Yes, can I see you?" Xu Qi'an controlled the corners of his mouth not to twitch.

"Why?" Heng Yuan was puzzled.

Because you might be beaten up Xu Qi'an shook his head with a dry smile.

Heng Yuan took a few glances at him, nodded and said, "I just came over from the Xu Mansion after a fast meal."

ah? What are you doing at my house, to congratulate Erlang Zhong Huiyuan, Erlang didn't kick you out?

Xu Qi'an suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt, feeling that he had cheated on his younger brother and the honest and simple Master Hengyuan, he was simply inhuman.

He vowed to be a good man in the future.

"Grandmaster"

Xu Qi'an took out a ten tael bank note from his bosom, and sincerely stuffed it into the hands of Monk Hengyuan: "This is my heart for the elderly and children in Yangshengtang."

If it was for himself, Hengyuan wouldn't want it, but the kind-hearted Mr. Xu helped the widowed and lonely, so Master Hengyuan would not refuse.

"Amitabha, Mr. Xu is really a kind person." Heng Yuan admired him sincerely.

"Should be, should be"

Xu Qi'an waved goodbye, walked forward a few steps, couldn't help turning around, and shouted: "Master!"

Heng Yuan stamped his feet, turned around and said, "Master Xu, is there anything else?"

"Take care of yourself!"

Xu Qi'an found a secluded alley, changed back to his police uniform, and walked into a Goulan with ease.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay in a hotel or be a top student?" The young man in Tsing Yi greeted him.

"Call the most beautiful girl here to rub your shoulders for the uncle." Xu Qi'an went straight to the second floor.

The private room on the second floor belongs to the VIP box, and the famous people watch operas and listen to music on the second floor.

On the other side, Master Hengyuan came to the gate of the station.

The two monks guarding the gate looked at each other, wondering if our Buddhism is so prosperous in Dafeng.

"Where is this brother practicing?"

With doubts in his heart, the gatekeeper monk stopped Heng Yuan.

Master Hengyuan clasped his hands together, "The poor monk Hengyuan of Qinglong Temple, learned that our fellow sect arrived in Beijing, and came here to pay a visit."

After finishing speaking, he keenly noticed that the eyes of the two monks were wide open, as if they had seen a ghost.

"What's the problem?" Heng Yuan wondered.

"Hehe, there's no problem. Senior brother, I'll go pass it on later." The monk guarding the gate took a deep look at him and turned to enter.

After a while, he came out with a blank face and said, "Please come inside."

PS: Change first and then change.

PS: In the book review area, there is an activity for Xu Qian to become a star. First, go back to a post, and then compare your heart to contribute memorabilia.

Xu Qi'an can only be a filly when she finishes her work, so please hold on.

The above is what the operation officer asked me to inform everyone. Actually, can I be another supporting actress?