Hearing this, Jingwu's face suddenly changed, and then he frowned deeply, and asked with a worried look on his face: "How could such a thing happen?" Jingchen said: "Judging from the traces left on the corpses,
, it seems to be the hands of a cultivator." Jingwu was slightly surprised and said: "Cultivators? How could they kill secular people?" Jingwu shook his head and said: "I don't know either." When he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Hai.
He ran over in a hurry and said out of breath: "Master, uncle, we just found a few more corpses outside." Jingchen said in a deep voice: "Brother, the other party is obviously trying to do this.
Go against Dajue Temple." Jingwu nodded and said, "I think so too. Junior brother, I know you want to take Leng Donor back to Dajue Temple, but if something like this suddenly happens, I am afraid that I am too ambitious but not powerful enough.
Jingwu nodded and said, "Brother, you don't need to say much, I will help you catch the murderer."
Jingchen patted Jingwu on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother, I'm sorry to trouble you. I'll check the body first, and you should also tell Donor Leng." After saying that, he turned to Yuanhai and said, "Yuanhai,
Your uncle has no time to stay with Donor Leng, so you will take care of Donor Leng these days, do you hear me?" Yuanhai responded: "Yes, Master." After Jingchen left, Jingwu led the
Yuanhai walked into the wing and told Leng Xuan what happened at Zenming Temple. After listening, Leng Xuan smiled and said: "Master, you don't have to worry about me. I will control myself. Just go and do your work."
Wu nodded and said, "Okay, if you need anything, just call Yuan Hai, and he will take care of you on my behalf."
Leng Xuan agreed. At this time, Jingwu said something happened and left.
In the blink of an eye, Leng Xuan has stayed at Zenming Temple for two days. That night, Leng Xuan was sitting in the wing chatting with Yuan Hai. After two days of getting along, he also got to know Yuan Hai somewhat. The other party and
His life experience is similar. He was abandoned by his parents when he was a child. According to Yuanhai, he has been living on the streets since he was sensible, living a life of begging from meal to meal. But he was lucky enough to meet Jingchen who was traveling around. Otherwise, otherwise
, he had long since starved to death on the street. Perhaps because of similar life experiences, Leng Xuan had a good impression of him. While the two were chatting, they saw Jingwu walking in from outside the wing.
Leng Xuan asked: "Master, have you found the murderer?"
Jingwu shook his head and sighed softly: "Not yet. Donor Leng, I'm really sorry, it seems we have to delay a few more days." Leng Xuan smiled calmly and said: "It doesn't matter, find the murderer as soon as possible to prevent them from harming him more.
How innocent. Besides, it’s not boring to have Yuanhai by my side.” As he was speaking, a loud bang was heard outside, as if something exploded. Leng Xuan was slightly surprised and asked: “What’s going on?
Jingwu said in a deep voice: "Yuanhai, stay in the room with Donor Leng. I'll come when I go." After saying that, he unfolded his body and rushed out of the wing. A few minutes later, only two Zen names were seen.
The disciples of the temple came to the side room, held the Buddha in their hands and said: "Donor Leng, the abbot asked us to protect you." Leng Xuan asked: "What happened just now?" A disciple replied: "Someone broke in just now.
We went to the temple and injured several disciples. The abbot and Master Jingwu chased them out." After a pause, he changed his words and said, "Donor Leng, we are just outside the room. If you need anything, just shout."