Punan picked up the Buddhist scriptures from the corpse, read the scriptures carefully, and said something.
"That man is among the green mountains and green waters."
"Green mountains and green waters, this range is too big, isn't it? How many mountains and rivers are there in Dayong?" Baiqi Silang asked after hearing this.
"It's not too far, it should be within two hundred miles." Monk Punan said.
"Two hundred miles, that's quite big!" said the Dali Temple official on the side.
"After all, we have a scope. Let the counties under the jurisdiction of Kuaiji Mansion send people to investigate. The monk should know the price of lying." Baiqisi Lang thought for a moment and then stared at Monk Punan.
"Amitabha, monks do not lie." After hearing this, Monk Punan put his palms together.
The Baiqi Silang snatched the Buddhist scriptures from his hand, watched him drink a pot of "immortal drunkenness", and then escorted him into the carriage.
On a mountain a hundred miles away from Kuaiji Mansion, in a cave, Wang Zhe stood in front of a table, splashing ink on the paper. On the paper were some ancient words, the same piece of "Unknown Inscription".
These days, he has to write this "Unknown Inscription" every day, and every time he writes it, he has a little bit of insight. But he can't tell what it is.
"The meaning of the book will appear after you read it a hundred times, so I will read it a hundred times and copy it a hundred times."
Wang Zhe looked at the inscription he had written, picked it up and looked at it repeatedly. Then a red light shone in his palm, and soon the paper burned and turned into ashes.
Looking at the few papers left on the stone table, Wang Zhe felt that he had to go down the mountain.
The next morning, not long after he came down from the mountain, he saw a group of officers passing by in a hurry on the official road. It seemed that something important had happened.
Along the way to the villages and towns, I heard many people in the towns talking about the same thing.
"What's going on? A police officer suddenly came to our village and asked if there was anyone in the mountains. They also asked the hunters in the village to help search the mountains."
"The same goes for our village. I heard that we were searching for a fugitive, and the fugitive ran into the mountains."
"Such a big movement must not be an ordinary fugitive."
"Didn't a big case happen in Kuaiji Mansion a few days ago? I heard that both the prefect and the county magistrate were killed. Could it be that bad guy?"
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
"Searching for someone, are you looking for me?"
Wang Zhe thought for a while and went directly to Kuaiji Mansion.
There were twice as many patrolmen on the streets of Kuaiji Prefecture as before. This was specially arranged by the captain.
Such a big thing happened a few days ago. Now that people from Dali Temple, Baiqisi, and Qintian Prison are here, no other troubles can happen again.
"Lin Tou, when did you say they would leave? They always stay here, patrolling day and night. This life is unbearable." A policeman patrolling the streets complained.
"Stop complaining, I don't think they can leave for a while."
"Hey, you think this prefect was such a good official, why was he killed by a gangster?"
Lin Yuan said nothing.
He was not in the yamen when the prefect was killed, but went out to handle the case. When he came back, he saw the prefect's body.
The moment he saw the body, he suddenly thought of Guo Huaian who was killed in Guobei County.
"Could it be the same person?"
He knew that the person who killed Guo Huaian was not the dead Chu Zhennan at all, but someone else, a real swordsman monk.
He also knew that the deceased prefect had committed such sinful things that he would not be able to survive without being cut into pieces.
If it was said that the prefect knew nothing about what happened when Guo Huaian sat down, he really didn't believe it. He was probably knowing and indulgent.
Of course, he didn't tell anyone about these things, only he himself knew.
He thought of a possibility. The prefect was just a good official on the surface, but secretly he was doing whatever it took to save his life for the sake of cultivation. Liu Chuanfeng of Yuliu Villa also obeyed his orders.
The Grand Administrator is the person behind the promotion of the evil method of alchemy.
The person who committed such a shocking crime was a man who hated evil and hated evil. When he found out about it, he killed all the way from Songfeng Temple to the Prefect's Mansion.
"If that's true, that man is really an amazing chivalrous man!" He thought to himself.
Lin Yuan was not surprised to see an "acquaintance" not far from him.
The conversation between the two of them had been heard clearly by Wang Zhe.
"Dali Temple, Baiqisi and Qintianjian are really lively."
Wang Zhe didn't stay in Kuaiji Mansion for too long. He bought some things and left.
When he returned to the mountain, he took a special look.
There is not even a trail in the mountains where he practices, and the mountains are densely forested. Not to mention a few policemen, but even hundreds of people, it is difficult to find a person in these mountains.
Returning to the mountains, he continued his life of retreat in the mountains.
At the foot of the mountain, at the Kuaiji Mansion Office, in the cold wind, the horses pulling the carts were led into the stables, where they had a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
Only Na was still outside, surrounded by three Baiqisi guards.
In the carriage, Monk Punan was sitting cross-legged, and he saw a little yellow light starting from the palm of his right hand and going up his arm.
This is the remaining magic power that was absorbed from Zong An's body today with the help of the Diamond Sutra and special Buddhist techniques.
Like a little fluorescence, a little spark,
His body trembled slightly, and a faint glaze light suddenly appeared on his body.
After about an hour, the area on his back suddenly bulged a little, as if something was slowly coming out of his body.
Sweat appeared on his forehead, and it took about one stick of incense.
There was a click, as if something fell.
The cold wind howled outside, covering up the sound.
Punan reached out and picked up something from his back, but it was a long lapis lazuli needle with a dragon head at one end. A thin needle spit out from the dragon's mouth, still stained with blood.
It's about three inches long and slightly thinner than chopsticks.
Punan looked at the long needle in his hand, which was a unique magical weapon that sealed his meridians.
"Nine Dragon Thorns!"
There are nine roots in total, which are pierced into the body and are said to be able to seal even humans and immortals.
He took the "Nine Dragon Thorn" and gently drew it on the iron plate of the carriage. After a while, one of the talismans was broken.
Another hole was broken in the originally tight formation.
Among the yamen, several people who came from the capital to investigate the case gathered together again.
"There are many mountains and forests around Kuaiji Mansion. Even if all the police from all counties are sent out to search for him, they may not be able to find that person, and they may also alert the snake."
"People with that level of cultivation usually think very highly of themselves. You two adults don't have to worry too much. I've already sent people to Lin'an to get Baiqisi's golden-winged eagle."
"It would be much faster if there were golden-winged eagles."
"Master Li, why don't people like Pu Nan cut off his limbs, destroy his muscles and veins, and turn him into a cripple first?"
"The imperial court is trying to win over such an amazing and talented person, and more than one big shot has come forward to intercede on his behalf. Aren't some of the people in the "Tianfeng Pavilion" who came out of the prison?"