The scenery was incredibly beautiful. The mountains were covered with lush green trees, blocking out the sky and the sun. When the people in the car were looking at the beautiful scenery and were about to admire it, they suddenly saw that the front of the car was hanging in the air and there was a bottomless abyss. They were all shocked.
Opened his mouth wide.
At this time, the truck slowly passed by the stone wall and turned a sharp corner.
Everyone in the car was covered in cold sweat, and their mouths were open and could not be closed for a while!
If there is a vehicle coming from the opposite direction, whether it is an ox-cart, horse-drawn carriage, or truck, both parties will stop far away. For no other reason than to find a place where they can pass the car. Sometimes, a vehicle has to slow down.
Back up until the road is a little wider and stop. When another car passes by, the people in the car will wave frequently and say thank you many times.
Four officers, Chen Zifeng, Xiao Ancheng, Leng Yue and Han Jindong, sat side by side on the floor of the carriage, staring at each other strangely, as if trying to detect something unusual.
Chen Zifeng said: "An thief, why are you saying that Xiao Qiao is so good? Why are you saying that the Japanese are waiting for us in Chengdu? What do you mean!"
Xiao Ancheng smiled and said: "Xiao Qiao is getting smarter and smarter now! Can't you tell? You are just blind!"
Leng Yue chuckled. She squeezed in between Xiao Ancheng and Han Jindong, swaying with the shaking of the truck, looking very comfortable.
Chen Zifeng raised his chin towards her, "Xiao Leng, if you have something to say, just say it, don't be so arrogant!"
Leng Yue said: "Do you think Yang Shangzhou's death is part of the 'Barrel Plan'?"
Chen Zifeng nodded, "This damn thing should be counted! Otherwise, why would they do this!"
Leng Yue said coldly: "As long as you have the final say, the Japanese will be waiting for us in Chengdu! Xiao Qiao is right!"
Chen Zifeng is not stubborn, but cunning. In his heart, he also thinks that Xiao Qiao is right! But why the Japanese are waiting for them and what conspiracy they want to play, he can't figure out this situation! This is fucking dangerous!
He just turned around and was pretentious with these people, asking this and that, just because he wanted to figure this issue out!
He still said: "Xiao Leng, tell me the truth, speak clearly, don't let me guess!"
He didn't dare to say "I, I" to Leng Yue! Cheng Qian is her uncle, this brand is too strong!
Leng Yue thought for a while and said calmly: "I think there may be two situations. First, the Japanese still want to make a big fuss about Yang Shangzhou's death! The bigger the fuss, the more detrimental it will be to the Chairman! This is no problem, right?
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Chen Zifeng nodded and said, "What else happens?"
Leng Yue looked at him and smiled, "The second case is just to deal with us! We are their enemies! The Japanese want to kill us, not just once or twice! Ancheng, what do you think?"
Xiao Ancheng laughed heartily, "I discovered that the two female generals in our military police team are very powerful! Not ordinary, they are very powerful! Zifeng, do you admit it or not?"
Chen Zifeng twisted his mouth again and again, but said: "They are all thieves! Just like you! You are an An thief! One of them is a Qiao thief, and the other is a cold thief! One is better than the other! I have seen it!"
At this time, Han Jindong, who had been silent until now, suddenly said: "Zifeng, when did you call me Han Thief?"
When he said this, several people were stunned for a moment and then laughed together. They laughed so unhappy!
Chen Zifeng pointed at him and said: "You are the old Han thief! You have been for a long time!"
The people next to me laughed again.
Before they could stop laughing, the truck bumped violently, knocking them all into the air, and then fell to the floor. They fell so hard that their buttocks almost broke into eight pieces, causing them to scream in agony!
Logically speaking, it is best to stand while riding a truck on such a rugged mountain road. However, it is scary to think about it. They have two or three days to go, so standing in the truck all the time is quite uncomfortable.
Sitting on the carriage board, even though it hurts my butt, is still better than standing on the train for three days.
Xiao Ancheng and Han Jindong held Leng Yue's arms, bouncing up and down on the carriage floor, laughing. They all knew what it felt like, but they just refused to say it out loud.
3-6
Morning, Wenmo Alley.
Qiao Yanfang, Qiang Hu and others watched Chen Zifeng and others get on the small truck and drive west before returning to the station.
After a brief discussion with Qiang Hu, she selected eight people from the remaining brothers and went out in pairs to find Qin Qiong Temple.
She smiled and said: "The weapon that killed Yang Shangzhou might be Qin Qiong's weapon. This is Brother Xiao's guess. No matter what, we will follow this idea to find it! What Qin Qiong Temple, what Qiong Wu Da Di Temple, what Hu Guogong
Temple, or any other temple, you have to look for it! See what you find!"
She thought for a moment, looked back at Qiang Hu, and said, "Who does Qin Qiong seem to be with? The second general Heng Ha who is guarding the gate?"
Qiang Hu laughed wildly and said, "Xiao Qiao, you are an amateur. The two generals Heng Ha are the two Vajras in "The Romance of the Gods", who specialize in guarding Buddhist temples. One Heng and the other Ha, they exhaled.
They can all kill people!"
"Are they also gatekeepers?" Qiao Yanfang looked at him doubtfully.
"Yes, they are the gatekeepers!" Qiang Hu said proudly.
"Isn't Qin Qiong guarding the door?"
"Qin Qiong also guards the gate, but he and Yuchi Gong guard the gate."
"Aren't they all gatekeepers?" Qiao Yanfang squinted at him.
"That's different." At this moment, Qiang Hu was in a mood. It was great to be able to show off his skills in front of Xiao Qiao!
"Let me tell you, General Heng Ha was guarding the gate of the Buddhist temple. Qin Qiong and Yu Chi Gong guarded the palace gate of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty to protect his safety. Later, the common people posted Qin Qiong and Yu Chi Gong's pictures on the door.
The portrait is called the door god, just for safety."
Qiao Yanfang laughed and said, "You guys know a lot!"
Qiang Hu is even happier. As soon as Xiao Ancheng leaves today and gets closer to Xiao Qiao, he will have a chance.
He smiled and said, "When I was a kid, I heard a lot of storytelling!"
Qiao Yanfang turned to the brothers and said: "Okay, you all heard clearly. In my impression, someone made statues of Qin Qiong and that captain or something like that and stood them at the door of their house to protect their safety. You should also do this.
Check it out! Use your brains, and check carefully anyone who has anything to do with Qin Qiong or his trump card!"
After hearing today's mission clearly, the brothers all left Wenmo Lane together to find Qin Qiong Temple.
3-7
Qiao Yanfang came out of Wenmo Alley and thought about where to look.
Chongqing is such a big place and there are no buses. Even if they had a car, it would be useless in this city with mountain roads and stairs everywhere! Going out and searching blindly is definitely not an option.
It suddenly occurred to her that she should go to the Confucian Temple to inquire first. Yang Shangzhou died there. There were soldiers guarding Minglun Hall, and there were several abbots in the Confucian Temple. They should have a better understanding of the temples in Chongqing.
She made up her mind and took her two brothers to the Chongqing Confucian Temple.
3-8
As expected, there is an abbot in the Confucian Temple, an old monk with white hair and beard, whose monastic name is Chongming.
As soon as Master Chongming opened his mouth, Qiao Yanfang's hopes were dashed away.
Master Chongming said: "Female sir, there is no Qin Qiong Temple in Chongqing, nor is there any Qiong Wu Da Di Temple, let alone Hu Guogong Temple."
Qiao Yanfang was unwilling to give in. She put on a smile and asked quite cordially: "Master Chongming, could you please introduce me to some temples in Chongqing?"
Although Master Chongming was about seventy years old, when he saw such a beautiful female Bodhisattva officer asking him about the situation in Chongqing temples, he was naturally willing to tell her.
He was sitting in the Buddhist hall, feeling lonely and unable to pass the long hours, so he started to introduce the temples in Chongqing.
Only then did Qiao Yanfang realize that although there were many temples in Chongqing, most of them were in the mountains of suburban counties, and they were all very famous temples.
There are not many temples in the main city. For example, to the south of the Confucian Temple, close to the National Political Council, is the Nengren Temple. This is a large temple with quite exquisite and spacious temples. To the east of the Confucian Temple, close to Xiaoshizi and Qiansimen
On Luohan Temple Street, there is a Luohan Temple, which is also a large temple.
For another example, Baolun Temple is in Ciqikou Street, Shapingba, Longtou Temple is in Yubei District, north of the Jialing River, and Longfeng Temple is in Jiulongpo. There is also a famous temple in Jiulongpo called Huayan Temple, which is also a big temple. Guanyue Temple is in
Jiaochangkou is dedicated to Guan Yu and Yue Fei. The Big Buddha Temple is in Foreigner Street and the Yeyu Temple is far away in Eling. These temples are all in the main city.
Master Chongming said: "Other temples are far away. Most of them are in the mountains. Although they are famous, the transportation is inconvenient and it is difficult to go there. Female sir, do you still want to listen to me?"
Qiao Yanfang thought for a while and then asked: "Are there Generals Hengha in these temples?"
Master Chongming showed such a kind and kind smile, nodded repeatedly and said: "Most of them do, but none of them are Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong. They are all gatekeepers. The Buddhist gate guarded by General Heng Ha is the Dharma Protector. Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong guard the royal gate.
Safety. The common people have to look to the royal family for their glory. During the Chinese New Year, they will put Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong on their doors. They are the door gods."
Qiao Yanfang was still a little unwilling, so she said: "Master, there are only a few temples in Chongqing. Is there something missing? Don't you think?"
Master Chongming nodded, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "The Confucian Temple now is the original Confucian Temple of Chongqing Prefecture. The County Temple Street a little west from here used to be the Baxian Confucian Temple, but it was later destroyed by Japanese planes.
No more. There used to be a temple on Xinmin Street called Cunxintang. Later, the Cunxintang was converted into Xinmin Street Primary School. It once had more than 2,000 students, and it was a very large temple."
Qiao Yanfang said: "More than two thousand students, that's really big."
Master Chongming said: "It is indeed very big, and it was very famous in the past. Also, there used to be Chongyin Temple to the west of Chongqing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. In the early years, it was the largest temple in Chongqing. It was also bombed by Japanese planes. It turned out that in Minsheng
At the flower market on the road, there is a Luban Temple, which was later converted into a cultivation primary school. Next to Tongyuanmen, there was a Wufu Palace, which was also a temple. It was converted into Kaizhi Primary School two years ago. There are still some primary schools in Chongqing.
From the name, you can tell that it is originally a temple, such as Donghuaguan Primary School, Jinma Temple Primary School, Xuantan Temple Primary School, etc."