Chapter 203: Reason, Hanshan Temple, please brother, go to die!

The second day.

noon.

Yi Chen and Miaozi were sitting at a table each, enjoying their meal.

There was a large table of one-foot-long black beans on Miaozi's desk, fried, stir-fried, steamed, deep-fried, braised and cut raw, and he was enjoying the meal very much.

Recalling when it and its father first came to Ping'an County, its father was reluctant to buy some black carp for it to eat. Now, after the hard work of it and its Taoist father, it can eat until it is full every day if it wants.

Knowledge is power.

Miaozi is now forced by Yi Chen to read classics every day, and can be said to be very knowledgeable in the world of spirit beasts.

While showing off his fandom, Miaozi was thinking about whether he should write a book and put it in Yinlong Temple to teach the younger generation of spirit beasts and tell them the meaning of hard work.

He already has a name for this book in mind, tentatively titled My Struggle.

For some reason, when Miaozi thought of these four words, he felt his blood boiling. If this book could be accompanied by a portrait of him and his father, it would be perfect.

It secretly decided to teach itself to paint and make a portrait of itself as a surprise for its father. Yi Chen had no idea what his eldest son was thinking. He was still pondering the affairs of Ping'an County.

At this moment, Chief Constable Yuan came running over with a pile of documents.

This is the result of his search so far.

"Master, now everything we have collected is here."

Yi Chen nodded with satisfaction. The efficiency was even higher than he had imagined.

It turns out that people are forced to do things.

"Keep collecting information. Once the case is solved, I will recommend you to the county magistrate for credit." Upon hearing this, Captain Yuan went down with red eyes in great joy.

After going through one piece of intelligence after another, Yi Chen first selected those with unusual fates. For a moment, he actually found a bright spot.

Among these missing people, there are quite a few with strange fates.

It accounts for two to three percent.

This is already a terrifying number.

"There must be something fishy going on here!" Yi Chen's expression couldn't help but become slightly excited.

Among these people with strange destinies, there are poor, rich, and poor.

Being able to gather so many people with strange destinies in different locations within just sixteen days, the identity of the person behind it is very interesting.

Carefully studying the life trajectories of this group of people, a term appeared in Yi Chen's mind.

Hanshan Temple! The place that connects these people is Hanshan Temple.

Only in a place like a temple can people reveal their birth dates without any warning.

Yi Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

This Hanshan Temple is a famous ancient temple on Yueliang Mountain in Ping'an County. It has many believers and is said to be very effective.

There is an endless stream of people going to Hanshan Temple to pray for their future, good fortune, and to have children.

Speaking of it, there is a connection between Hanshan Temple and Yinlong Temple. When Yi Chen's master was alive, he inadvertently told them that there was a master in Hanshan Temple who had profound Buddhist knowledge and high morals. This person was the 17th generation abbot of Hanshan Temple, Master Hanshan.

The abbots of Hanshan Temple in all dynasties have used this as their Dharma name, passing from generation to generation.

"Could it be that Master has made a mistake? There is a demon in human skin in this Hanshan Temple?" Yi Chen couldn't help but curl his lips.

No matter what, even if it was an old friend of his master who did such a thing, he would still chop him down.

He was causing trouble in Ping'an County and simply didn't take Master Yi seriously.

Calling Yuan Fang and gathering a few constables, Yi Chen led the group straight to Hanshan Temple.

The purpose of calling them along was to have them serve as witnesses.

That's all.

It is a virtue to leave traces of your work.

"Master Yi, that's impossible. The two masters from Hanshan Temple have been in Ping'an County for many years and have a great reputation."

"And Hanshan Temple is really effective. I didn't have a child for many years. After my wife visited Hanshan Temple, I am now the father of three children."

Yi Chen took a deep look at the stubborn Chief Constable Yuan and said nothing.

That's life.

The words spoken by your younger self will always turn into bullets, hitting yourself one minute, ten minutes, a year, ten years, or even decades later.

It’s like the college students in my previous life, who were the most stubborn before graduation, and the teenagers in their late middle school years who kept shouting, “My destiny is in my own hands.”

For example, the classic saying "Those who complain about the hard work on the construction site are those who can't endure the hardship themselves, and they can't do anything else either."

The civil engineer was finally hit right in the heart by his own words.

Yi Chen flew low, while Captain Yuan and his men rode on horses. Miaozi was breathing on Yi Chen's shoulder. After nearly two hours, the group finally arrived outside Hanshan Temple.

The beauty of April on earth has faded, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.

The peach blossoms around Hanshan Temple are in full bloom at this time, and as the sun sets, there are still a dozen believers staying to pray.

"Master Chengzi of Yinlong Temple wants to see Master Hanshan."

Yi Chen stopped outside the door and gave enough face to this old friend of his master.

An old monk wearing coarse linen clothes came out with a young monk with red lips and white teeth.

"Amitabha!"

"It turns out that you are my old friend and disciple. I am here to pay my respects to you." Master Hanshan chanted a Buddhist name with a sad face.

Yi Chen glanced at the two monks in front of him and frowned.

These two people have a faint Buddha's power and no negative aura.

But data doesn’t lie, this Hanshan Temple is really strange.

"Master, are there other monks in your temple?" Yi Chen said, staring at the faces of the two men.

He hoped to see a flaw in it.

However, he was disappointed in reality, as the two of them looked normal.

"No, there are only me and my junior brother."

"Master, where have you been these days?" Yi Chen was in an irritable mood and went straight to the point. He took a step forward and stared at them with eyes like a hawk.

He applied pressure instantly, wanting to observe the two's movements with the force of a storm.

As soon as these words came out, the young monk's face suddenly changed.

"Master Yi Guan came, and my senior brother treated him with courtesy and went out to greet him. Why are you being so aggressive as if you were interrogating a criminal?"

Yi Chen grinned and raised his eyebrows.

The cat immediately understood the meaning of the music, ran to the young monk, sniffed him, and stretched out its claws to pull a piece of cloth from his clothes.

“You…” The young monk’s expression suddenly changed again.

"Master, where have you been these days?" Yi Chen took another step forward. The setting sun fell on him, and the shadow cast by it covered the young monk.

"We are not on the same page. I have nothing to say. Let's go, brother." The young monk invited Hanshan to go into the temple, but was stopped by his brother. A big hand was placed on his shoulder to stop him.

"Master, would you like to reveal your true colors or would you like to revisit our old place?" Yi Chen did not press me this time, but looked calm.

"Master Yi, you won't come to my temple unless you have something to ask. I, your junior fellow apprentice Bu Zhong and I will go with you." Master Hanshan put his hands together with a sad face.

Yi Chen stared at Hanshan quietly for a long time without saying anything, and called out to Miaozi to fly into the air.

"My dear son, it all depends on you for your father to turn the tables. Please don't let your father down." Yi Chen secretly exchanged glances with Miaozi, and Miaozi responded with an affirmative look.

It seems that it can't fight, but why should it be afraid of tracking the trail?

"Junior brother, let's go with Master Yi and the others. For a monk, controlling anger is the most basic practice. Have you forgotten what our master taught you?" Hanshan patted Bu Zhong's shoulder and led his junior brother to follow.

The last four people landed in front of a tower monument.

The place was filled with fog, and it was obvious that there was a formation guarding it. Xiao Miao said that the breath stopped here.

"Master, where is this place?"

"This is where the ancestors of Hanshan Temple are buried. To prevent others from entering by mistake and disturbing the ancestors' rest, I have set up a formation to protect it."

"May I come in and burn three incense sticks?" Yi Chen's eyes suddenly became dangerous.

"Yichengzi, you are so arrogant!"

"Of course."

Hanshan and Bu Zhong said in unison.

In the empty stone chamber, Yi Chen and his eldest son looked at each other in bewilderment. The young monk's reaction was so abnormal that he thought he had found his weakness, but he did not expect it to be like this.

"Master Yi, this is the stone chamber where the founder of Hanshan Temple rests. There is nothing in our temple that cannot be told to others. Do you have anything else you want to ask?"

"Master, I'm sorry to bother you. I'll come and apologize another day." Touching his nose, Yi Chen grabbed the cat's scruff and turned away.

When the four returned to the gate of Hanshan Temple, the moon was already at its highest point in the sky.

"Master, take care!" Master Hanshan looked as sad as ever.

"Could it be that my tone was too aggressive and caused the young monk to overreact?"

"Hanshan Temple is just a coincidence in this chain of events. Am I really mistaken?"

While hesitating, Yi Chen called on Captain Yuan and a few others to rush towards Ping'an County.

A playful look appeared in Captain Yuan's eyes, and then disappeared. The moonlight stretched the shadows of the group of people very long.

The temple gates closed.

Inside the main hall of Hanshan Temple.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Just as Bu Zhong was about to speak, a big slap hit him in the face.

“Master…” Another big slap hit his face again.

After more than ten minutes, Master Hanshan was tired of beating the young monk. His teeth were broken and his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Only then did Master Hanshan utter a word.

"You evil creature, I've noticed that you've been distracted and sneaky these days. Yesterday I followed you to the Zuling Pagoda, and only then did I discover what you've done."

"If I hadn't dealt with the traces in private, you would have died today. Yichengzi's cultivation is extremely high. My old friend Baiyunzi praised his leader as a true immortal after drinking. He was not lying to me!"

"I have hinted to you many times today, hoping that you would confess and turn back from your wrong path, but you have been stubborn and turned a deaf ear to me. Yichengzi has obviously noticed what you have done. Now you still refuse to explain to me. Do you want to piss me off to death?"

"What kind of demon has possessed you? What on earth are you doing? How could you do such a thing that would anger the heavens and the people in the ancestral mausoleum? What else did you do when I was in seclusion?"

Master Hanshan was enraged and slapped his fellow apprentice Bu Zhong in the face again, knocking him across the beam and sending him flying.

He took a step forward and grabbed his collar. His eyes were red, his skinny hands were trembling slightly, and his back, as straight as a pine tree, was slightly hunched.

His junior fellow apprentice was accepted by his master in his later years. He was placed in front of the ancient bell in his Hanshan Temple on a snowy night. The master was in seclusion all year round to meditate, or travel outside, so his junior fellow apprentice Bu Zhong was raised by him.

He is called "brother", but in fact he is "father".

Last night he stained his junior brother's clothes with a secret fragrance and pretended to be in seclusion, but in fact he was secretly tracking his junior brother. Seeing his junior brother disappear in the ancestral tomb, he did not force his way in. As a result, when he went in to take a look after his junior brother, the scene in front of him made him black out.

Seventy-two corpses were placed in a strange rhythm at the ancestor's mausoleum. Evil spirits and resentments filled the air. Water in the stone chamber turned into ice. The sinister energy was blocked by the formation so that it could not be seen from the outside.

In a state of panic, he packed up everything, burned the corpse, used the power of Buddha to eliminate the evil spirit, and then returned.

He hinted to his junior fellow apprentice many times during the day and discussed Buddhism with him, hoping that he would realize his mistake and confess voluntarily. However, he kept pretending to be stupid, and then Yi Chen came to him.

At this point he could no longer bear it and came clean.

He spent half his life studying Buddhism, but he could not transcend the feelings between his master and his fellow disciples.

Facing Hanshan's scolding and questioning, Bu Zhong laughed crazily.

I laughed so hard that tears and snot came out.

He said frantically, "You ask me why? You have the nerve to ask me why? My dear brother, keep beating me, beat me to death."

"They all like you, they all love you so much."

"The master praises you, others admire you, but what about me? What do I have? I pick up everything you've used. You hypocritical little man, I deserve to live in your shadow."

"You asked me what I did while you were in seclusion and kept it a secret from you? Well, I did a lot."

"Do you think that with your stupid head, you can make Hanshan Temple so famous? It's me! It's me! Do you think it's Buddha's blessing that Hanshan Temple has become so famous? It's me!"

"Those people come to worship Buddha, what kind of Buddha do they believe in? They are just worshipping their own desires."

"If someone prayed for wealth, I would steal their gold and silver and bury them in their yard. If someone prayed for peace, I would use my magic to warm their body in the middle of the night. If someone prayed for a child, I would make those women faint and take over."

"Without my previous hard work, how could Hanshan Temple have the fame it has today? Could it be relying on this mountain of peach blossoms?"

"Amitabha!" Facing his crazy junior fellow apprentice, Hanshan closed his eyes, fluttered his eyelashes, uttered a Buddhist name with trembling lips, clasped his hands together, and recited the Buddhist scriptures silently.

"Brother, stop talking. Listen to me. Apart from those people I killed in the ancestral mausoleum, I have done a lot more."

"Those women are all so slutty. Brother, you have never slept with a woman in your life, right? You are so happy."

"At first they were crying and shouting, but then they crawled up to me like bitches and begged me. Haha, it was so funny. They thought they were dreaming."

"Brother, did you know that among the seventy-two people I killed there was a couple? They were newlyweds, both of them had special fates, and they asked me to tell their fortunes."

"That young lady is so attractive."

"I let her bite a rope, which was tied across the beam of the house. A guillotine was tied to the rope, and under the knife was her husband. I would do it to her from behind, and if she called her husband, she would die."

"In the end I was very angry, and she never relented until she died!"

"But I still broke my promise. I still killed his husband, haha."

After these words were spoken, Hanshan could no longer hold back and he opened his eyes in pain.

His aura continued to rise, and he actually broke through the first level of the True Person Realm and only stopped when he reached the fourth level of the True Person Realm.

Looking at Hanshan who was emitting amazing aura, Bu Zhong's face changed greatly: "Brother, have you hidden your strength? Why are you so strong? Did Master give you the Buddha bone relic, the most precious treasure of Hanshan Temple?"

"Junior brother, you have gone crazy. Come with me down the mountain tomorrow to see Taoist Master Yi. I can't save you."

Hanshan's face was cold.

Facing the junior brother he raised, he still couldn't do it, but he knew Yi Chen could! "Brother, don't, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

"Let me tell you, I accidentally picked up a strange purple token in the back mountain a dozen days ago. It was this token that lured me!"

"It tempts me every day. As long as I do what it says, it will give me cultivation. I don't want to live under your shadow forever, brother. I don't want to!"

"I have always wanted to expand Hanshan Temple, Brother."

"That woman was the one that this token allowed me to kill. It's a demon!"

"It talks to me every day. As long as I do what it says, my cultivation will continue to increase. Brother, please save me. It's all because of this damn purple token that seduced me. I feel so miserable."

"If I don't listen to it, I will feel severe pain all over my body. I would rather die than live, brother! I have no choice!"

Bu Zhonghua knelt down in front of Hanshan, hugged his thighs and cried. When he looked up, a strange and evil purple line climbed up his face.

"Bu Zhong, you...how did you provoke this thing? Give me your hand. I will use the Buddha's power to transfer it into your body and take a look at it for you." Han Shan was horrified and grabbed his brother's hand and was about to use the Buddha's power to investigate.

Suddenly, Bu Zhong's hand became like amethyst. A sharp amethyst claw that did not resemble that of a human pierced through Han Shan's heart, and a beating heart appeared on the amethyst claw.

With a burst of evil power, Bu Zhong pushed away Han Shan, who had a big hole in his chest, and chewed on his brother's heart in big mouthfuls.

"Brother, you are still as stupid as before."

"I'm showing my cards. I was just pretending."

"So what if your cultivation is higher than mine? I can kill you with a little trick. You didn't expect that after only ten days of following His Majesty, my cultivation is already similar to yours, brother."

"Brother, I remember that you were also born on a Yin year, Yin month, Yin day and Yin hour. After I kill you and sacrifice you to the Lord, I will surely be able to make further progress. Since you want to help me, then help me to the end."

"Master passed on the Buddha's bone relic to you so that you could cultivate to this level, but you are useless!"

"I told you that Master was biased. Well done to him! If you had passed the Buddha's bone relic to me, your cultivation should have been mine! You are me and I am you. You stole my life."

Bu Zhong suddenly burst into laughter, his face looked evil and his lips turned black.

Han Shan sat cross-legged, vomited a large mouthful of blood, and said in agony: "Brother, please turn back."

"There is no Buddha bone relic at all. Master was just joking to encourage us. How can there be such a treasure in the world? Even if there is, how could it be in the hands of Hanshan Temple? You have always been smart, why... why are you so stubborn?"

"No! Impossible! You lied to me! You want to lie to me again! Brother, you are still trying to trick me until you die!"

"Then why did you hide your skills from me? You still don't trust me, you deserve to die!" As if he had found another excuse, Bu Zhong's voice turned sinister and righteous again.

"Junior brother, you have always been arrogant. I was afraid that you would be frustrated, so I wanted to hide my incompetence and never told you directly. Who... who would have thought that you would misunderstand me to this extent."

Lies don't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"I won't be fooled. I will kill you first. When my skills are perfected in the future, I will kill Yichengzi and wipe out the entire Hidden Dragon Temple. I will let them accompany you, my senior brother, so that you won't be lonely in the underground."

Bu Zhong took three steps back with a clatter. The Buddha's bone relic was an eternal pain in his heart, gnawing at his heart day and night. The purple crystal claws transformed from his palms suddenly grew larger and tore Han Shan into pieces.

With a look of madness and pain, Bu Zhong glanced and saw a big face and a cat's head sneaking out of the window.

Good night~ everyone, I am so sleepy that I won’t divide the chapters.

Today's two chapters total 10,000 words, successfully checked in!

PS: I have to update later today because I have to work overtime due to some unexpected matters. Sorry

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