Volume 6: The Case of Peace in Jing'an Chapter 157: The King of Jing'an is Arrested
July 11th, Brahma Monastery.
The Buddha Festival has just passed, and Jingxin, the newly appointed abbot of Brahma Xing Temple, is sitting in the main hall, calmly looking at the empty main hall.
Slowly raising his head, Jingxin looked into the eyes of the Golden Buddha. There was a faint golden light in the eyes, as if he had something to say.
"Amitabha." Jingxin gently put down the beads in his hand, pronounced the Buddha's name, and then turned his eyes to the door of the main hall: "It is getting late, and our temple has been closed. If you want to offer incense and worship the Buddha, please come back tomorrow."
"Haha, what Abbot Jingxin said is a little less compassionate." A burst of laughter came from outside the door: "We have traveled thousands of miles to come to your temple. Is this the way your temple treats guests?"
"Amitabha," Jingxin said softly, "Whoever comes when he is supposed to come is a guest. Who comes when he is not supposed to come?"
"Haha, the temple is open for convenience. Is there anyone who should or shouldn't come?" The person outside the door laughed and said, "But since Abbot Jingxin doesn't like my arrival, I'll just leave."
"It's just that before we leave, we need to ask Abbot Jingxin for something!"
"Amitabha, our temple is simple and doesn't have anything valuable." Master Jingxin clasped his hands together: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint a few donors."
"Don't be disappointed, don't be disappointed!" The people outside the door laughed loudly: "Your temple must have what we want, which is Abbot Jingxin's head!"
As soon as the words fell, several figures rushed into the main hall. The long swords in their hands flashed with a frightening cold light and went straight for Abbot Jingxin's head.
"Amitabha." Seeing this, Jingxin didn't panic at all, and just gently pressed a button next to him.
The next moment, five powerful crossbows hung down from the room, and arrows flew out instantly.
"Amitabha, how good it is." Jingxin clasped his hands together and listened to the sound of the corpse falling to the ground, and said calmly: "The poor monk should be chanting sutras here. May all donors reach bliss as soon as possible..."
Linyang City, Luoyi Lane, Duan Ming held a few pieces of letter paper with a smile on his face.
It seems that Duan Ming's plans were foiled several times, and the people of the Immortality Cult finally couldn't stand it any longer.
In fact, His Majesty now has other thoughts about the Immortality Sect. If the Immortality Sect continues as before, I am afraid that it will soon lose its reputation as the number one sect in Daqi.
Therefore, Duan Ming did not find it strange at all that the Immortality Cult began to take action at this moment.
Duan Ming even felt that the Immortality Cult was quite tolerable. If it were him, he would have started taking action long ago.
"Mr. Duan, what are you laughing at?" Zhucui asked.
"I just received news that people from the Immortality Sect tried to attack Master Jingxin at Brahma Xing Temple, but were subsequently killed." Duan Ming said with a smile.
"Oh." Zhu Cui nodded.
"Why, don't you find it interesting?" Duan Ming asked with a smile.
"What's so interesting? Killing here and there is the most boring thing." Zhu Cui shook her head.
"You, you, that's it, you don't care about national affairs at all." Duan Ming said with a smile: "But in this way, the methods of the Immortality Sect will be cut off little by little."
"Some time ago, King Guangsheng was deprived of his throne and imprisoned in the capital. I'm afraid he will never be able to come out in this life."
"King Shunjing, King Jubei, King Longchang and King Changping also came to inform them. They also eliminated the means that the Changsheng Sect had set up in the army when they were in Cambrian City."
"In this way, the Changsheng Sect's idea of intervening in Buddhism and the army will be shattered..."
"Haha, interesting, interesting."
"Okay, Mr. Duan, don't be silly here." Zhucui shook her head helplessly and put the cleaned fish into the pot: "This time, the fish at Yu Laosi's place is not as plump as before. It's
Deliberately? It’s all done for free, how can you do this!”
"Haha, okay, next time I see Yu Laosi talk to him." Duan Ming smiled and nodded.
Soon, the aroma of fish soup slowly floated out from the pot. Duan Ming sniffed it vigorously and suddenly felt relaxed and happy.
"Zhu Cui, your fish soup is truly one of a kind." Duan Ming praised, "Even if I drink it for the rest of my life, I will never get tired of it."
"Then I will cook fish soup for Mr. Duan for the rest of my life." Zhucui said with a smile.
"The relationship is good, and it means what you say." Duan Ming said.
While the two were talking, a figure walked in quickly.
Duan Ming looked up and found that it was Agent Sun from the Yamen.
"Brother Sun, you're here just in time, hurry up and try the fish soup made by Zhucui." Duan Ming stood up hurriedly and said with a smile.
"I won't taste it anymore, I won't taste it anymore." Captain Sun quickly said, "I came to see you because I have something urgent."
"Oh?" Duan Ming looked at Agent Sun in confusion: "What big thing happened again?"
"I guess you don't know yet." Captain Sun sighed: "News just came from the capital, saying that King Jing'an intends to rebel. Now he has been imprisoned in the sky prison, waiting for His Majesty's disposal."
"What?" Duan Ming frowned: "It's fake, it's a rumor."
"No, the news has been sent to the prefect's mansion. It's an official document." Captain Sun said quickly.
"But, how could this happen..." Duan Ming frowned: "If this news reaches here now, then the Mirror Division..."
Then Duan Ming raised his head and looked at Captain Sun: "Brother Sun, I want to ask you for two horses."
"What are you going to do?" Agent Sun looked at Duan Ming doubtfully.
"Enter Beijing." Duan Ming said solemnly: "Normally speaking, for such a serious matter, the Mirror Division should come here before the news comes."
"You mean the criminal commander?" Zhucui filled two bowls of fish soup and handed them to Duan Ming and Detective Sun.
"Yes, for such a big matter, Lao Xing should come to me." Duan Ming thought: "If Lao Xing doesn't come to me, it means that this time the matter may be unusual."
"What do you mean?" Zhu Cui asked confused.
"To put it simply, if Lao Xing feels that he can protect me, then he will definitely send someone to find me." Duan Ming said: "Since Lao Xing has not come over, it means that this matter has exceeded Lao Xing's ability.
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"Thinking about the worst possibility, if things don't turn around, King Jing'an may die!"
"This..." Upon hearing this, Captain Sun was immediately shocked: "You mean, your Majesty might kill King Jing'an?"
"That's right." Duan Ming nodded.
"Haha, you are indeed Mr. Duan!" At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the entrance of Luoyi Lane: "So, Mr. Duan, you should die here!"
"The Immortality Cult!" Duan Ming said in a deep voice.
"Mr. Duan, you go first, leave this place to me." Upon seeing this, Captain Sun quickly drew out his knife and said in a deep voice to the alley.
"No need." Duan Ming shook his head and looked at the people at the alley: "Um, do you have any money on you?"
