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Chapter 555 Yeci Temple, Hanshui Temple

Feng Yu saw that the number of people eating noodles began to increase, and he began to make up his mind. He deliberately spoke loudly, "Hey, brothers, we have been so unlucky these past two days, why don't we go to the temple to pay our respects today?"

Well, if you really can't get it, I won't go today. If you lose again, the family will really be unable to open the door."

Zhuge Zhi didn't expect that Feng Yu was so arrogant. He was so frightened that he could come up with such an idea now. He also echoed, "That's right. We have lost all our capital in the past few days."

Young Master, I think you may have met a cheater. Why don't you go pay your respects?"

"I also think that you can't worship randomly. You have to worship the God of Wealth. Worshiping the God of Wealth is useful. One of my brothers at home worshiped the God of Wealth and then he got lucky."

"Shit, I never believe in this evil, but my mother does believe in Buddhism. How about we go to the Buddhist hall and have a look?"

"Okay, okay, bye-byes, it's all done. At least we can beat him twice, otherwise where would I put my face?"

"But where are we going? There is more than one temple here."

Feng Yu casually pulled over a customer and asked, "Hey, brother, do you know any temple here that has efficacious effects?"

The man wanted to laugh for a long time, but he had been holding back the question, but now that he was asked, he couldn't hold it back any longer.

"Let me talk about some brothers, outsiders."

When Feng Yu and others heard this, they thought they had been discovered, and some clenched their fists.

"At first glance, it seems that you have never gambled in our Changling City. The casino in the south of the city. Ours is a military-rich city with countless military lords and the famous Gu family army. The Gu family and his son are both here. What else do you want?

To win money, don’t say you can’t win by gambling, but if you win, you have to leave with your life.”

Speaking of this, Feng Yu got excited, "The Gu family and his son are the famous General Zhenyuan! I didn't expect him to be guarding this place. It's better to see it than to hear it a hundred times."

"Ah, it's true that Gu Yuanzhou is a courageous and knowledgeable general. His son is not a good person. He molests women from good families and dominates casinos by playing tricks. He does everything but good things. I advise you, it's best not to do it again.

Go to the casino, otherwise you will either have no money or your life."

Feng Yu pretended to be very troubled and thought for a long time, "No, no, I have already lost so much. If I don't win a little bit, my wife will run away with the butcher next door. Even if I risk my life, I will have to gamble again."

A handful!"

The man still didn't expect it. He shook his head and said, "Oh, you young people, you are so capable, but you can't support your family by doing something. You have to indulge in gambling."

This gambling is not a good thing, so many people have lost their fortunes."

The old man next to me also felt that it was not worth it and was too lazy to talk nonsense to them. "There are still a lot of temples in Changling City. After all, it is the border. It used to be quite prosperous. Of course, there was a lot of money for incense, but later it became more and more withered.

, there are two just walking north from here, that’s the closest one, you wish yourselves the best of luck, brother, let’s go and don’t worry about these losers!”

Watching them leave, Feng Yu licked his lips, his eyes wandered for a moment, and told them to finish their meal quickly and leave to go see the north.

"These two people are quite hospitable. They are really thoughtful people who can say so many nice things."

"It's a pity that we are living in this era of war. You all remember that no matter what happens in the future, all Beifu Bingjia people are not allowed to attack any civilians of any country.

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Anyone who raises a finger will be punished by military law!"

"yes."

As we walked, it was quite a long way, but there was still some smoke and smoke here, and there were a few women who came to offer incense.

A few people followed and walked in. They looked around carefully. It was not yet dusk, so they probably couldn't see anything. However, the old beggar sleeping under the desk attracted their attention.

"Found him."

Several people quietly gathered around, grabbed the old beggar out of his sleep, and took him to a remote place when no one was around.

The old beggar trembled in fear, "You, what are you doing? I, I have no money."

Feng Yu squatted down and looked at him, "We followed your singing, don't you remember? Since you are staying here, it means we are in the right place, right?"

I thought that there was no one here and the old beggar would reveal his identity, but I didn't expect that he was even more frightened, "I, I don't know you, don't come here, I don't have money, don't hit me."

Feng Yu pulled his arm and examined it carefully, "You really don't know martial arts."

Zhuge Zhi also touched his forehead and said, "The meridians are normal and he is a normal person, but the straightening and confusion are probably caused by fright. It doesn't look like he is fake."

"Amitabha, you are so good. Several donors, this person is indeed a fool. He has stayed in this temple for more than ten years."

Several people turned around and saw an old monk walking over and speaking to these people expressionlessly.

"Are you the abbot here?"

"Amitabha, there is only one poor monk in Hanshui Temple."

"Master, has this beggar always been here?"

"Yes, it has been many years. He is not pretending. People say that he has been like this since he left his wife."

"But what are those lines he sang?"

"This poor monk doesn't know. In the following years, someone taught him, but that person has never appeared again, and the poor monk can't remember what he looks like. Several people who are not Buddhists, dusk is approaching, here

It’s inconvenient to leave a few more, please.”

Feng Yu bowed and said goodbye, not forgetting to glance at the old beggar, which scared him so much that he hid under the desk again.

"It seems that this beggar is not an important clue. He is just a messenger. Maybe he is afraid of being discovered, so he hired a local. Moreover, after so many years, he will not arouse suspicion at all. No wonder he is so familiar with the officers and soldiers guarding the city."

Feng Yu became interested in this monk. He glanced at the name above, Hanshui Temple, and said, "There is only one monk in this temple. It's interesting. Dusk is approaching, and I feel like he should know something."

"I can't tell if I ask. Monks are difficult to deal with, but at least I don't feel any ill will. There is another one further north, go and look for it."

In the evening, I finally found this dilapidated temple near the village.

"There can't be anyone in here, it's too shabby."

"The more broken the place, the more likely it is. Although we don't know what we are looking for, it must be related to the capture of this city, and it will not be a big fanfare."

"It seems we have found the place."

Zhuge Zhi pointed to the three characters "Ye Ci Temple" and said, "Ye Ci" actually matches that half of the sentence.

A few people took a look around to make sure no one opened the door that was in disrepair and walked in. It was small.

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The inside is really too shabby. Although it is not full of spider webs, there is nothing there except the Buddha statue inside.

"Twilight sorrow, is it related to this light?"

"But where does the light shine? It's not mentioned in the words."

Worried? Zhuge Zhi looked at Feng Yu's frowning expression and suddenly laughed out loud. He flew up and stood on the shoulders of the Buddha statue, which was exactly as high as the Buddha's head.

Touching from the eyes of the Buddha statue, two lenses suddenly fell down and covered the eyes. The light of the setting sun entered through the hole in the roof and was reflected by the lenses to an area on the ground.

Feng Yu carefully wiped the place. It was not a mechanism, but it was like a ghost drawing a talisman, but it was under the pillar.

"What is this painting? It looks like waves."

"The waves are all the same height, obviously higher in the middle and lower on both sides, more like a ball of flame."

Feng Yu looked at the flame pattern on the ground, but his eyes were focused on the circle of patterns at the bottom of the pillar. This is the water wave symbol engraved on it. Several pillars have the same engraving, which seems to have been there for a long time.

, but only this one has a fire symbol under it.

Water? Fire?

"There is water and fire? What kind of place is this? Can water and fire coexist?"

Zhuge Zhi's words reminded Feng Yu that he had encountered such a place when he was in the Xuanbing Cave, but fire and water did not coexist, they had to be separated.

"The water and fire should represent Yin and Yang."

"Yin and yang, it makes sense. Where is the division of yin and yang?"

Feng Yu smiled softly and said, "Water comes first, then fire. You should walk with your back to the shade. This place belongs to the yin, and the water picture is the help. It is probably the Hanshui Temple just now."

"But if so, then the old monk must know something just now. Wouldn't it have been known to the Gu Jiajun in Changling City a long time ago? How can we find it?"

"Probably not, but the old monk should be an insider. Let's go and take a look first."

When leaving, there was a key-like thing under the pillar, which looked like black garbage. Feng Yu took it with him. This thing must be useful here.

When several people returned to Hanshui Temple again, it was already dark, and there were only two people inside, the old monk and the old beggar.

"Amitabha, these donors are really amazing. They must have seen through the mystery."

"Master, did you write that letter?"

The monk shook his head and said, "No, the poor monk is just waiting here as someone asked him to."

"Then why didn't you tell us just now?"

"You still need to go to Yeci Temple to find the key. The poor monk doesn't know where the key is. It's useless to talk about it. What the man wants the poor monk to look at is just this gate."

He led Feng Yu and others to the underground door of the backyard. They opened up several layers before reaching the underground door. There was a hole that just matched the key.

"The key is under the pillar. The line between water and fire seems to refer to this door. Master, do you know what is under here? It can't be something that can harm us, right?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk didn't know that the poor monk was so poor back then. It was that man who saved me and allowed the poor monk to settle here. Later, he came to Hanshui Temple and seemed to have buried something. Several times in total, but he only let the poor monk live here.

I was guarding it for him and didn't know."

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