Yang Rui has Yang Rui’s pride!

He wanted to get rid of the identity of that concubine and gain recognition from others.

Before, he relied on small tricks to become the sibling around Yang Chenglie. But this does not mean that he has really been recognized by others. An old man like Guan Hu who has followed Yang Chenglie for five or six years relied on his real skills to become an ordinary Kuaishou to the head of the arrest team. If he did not have real talent and knowledge, it would be difficult for him to accept it. Everyone knows that Kuaishou's income in the arrest team is high, with a monthly salary of 800 liters, and a monthly income of various cases, it is almost as much money as he has always been in a month.

Yang Ruiru is young this year and cannot do it quickly.

But if...

Admittedly, he was a little scared.

But Yang Shouwen said it right. If he really could solve the case, he might not be eighteen years old and could become Kuaishou.

Well, it's worth fighting.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to fight for the last time.

In fact, Yang Shouwen did not want to take Yang Rui with him. After all, there are certain risks when visiting Maitreya Temple at night.

But if Yang Rui doesn't go, it will be a bit inconvenient. After all, Yang Rui has an official position and can come forward to negotiate with the people in the temple. If this matter is done well, it will be beneficial to Yang Rui; even if there is no gain, Yang Shouwen believes that it is not a problem to protect Yang Rui with his own skills. Moreover, there are monks staying in Maitreya Temple.

"Erlang, remember to follow me and don't be too far away from me."

It was already late and night fell.

Due to Yang Rui's relationship, the young lady did not pester Yang Shouwen at night. It can be seen that the little girl was still scared of Yang Rui, or was resentful.

It is precisely because of this that Yang and her young mother rested early.

After the lights in their house went out, Yang Shouwen and Yang Rui came to the courtyard. They walked through the flowerbed in the backyard, crossed the wooden fence, and walked along the stream for a while. They stopped at the bridgehead of a small wooden bridge.

After crossing the river and walking further, you will be the pass of the mountain.

Maitreya Temple is located in Querjian, about twelve or thirteen miles from the mountain pass.

The moonlight shone on the stream, and only the waves of scales were rippling. The cicadas chirped, adding a bit of mysterious atmosphere to the quiet night.

Looking into the mountains, it was pitch black and quiet.

Yang Rui suddenly stopped and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, why don't we go again at dawn?"

"It's dawn, and the head of the police will go there. No matter what you find, it will have nothing to do with you."

Yang Shouwen glanced at Yang Rui and smiled.

He patted the big gun in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Erlang Xiu is afraid. I have been practicing martial arts for ten years and I am more than enough to protect you."

The big gun was left by Yang Shouwen's grandfather Yang Dafang.

The gun is six feet and seven inches long, which is much shorter than the standard large gun, which is just over two meters long.

Yang Shouwen is seventeen years old this year, about 175 cm tall, which is more than one head lower than the big gun. The gun is very heavy and weighs fourteen or five kilograms. The gun rod made of hard jujube wood is as thick as a baby's arm, and the gun body is more wrapped in silver threads, and a faint silver light shine under the moonlight. The gun head is made of good iron, in the shape of a shuttle, and there are two barbs on it. Under the moonlight, the gun blade is shining with a dark red light, as if it is said that it had once drunk blood.

This gun is called Tiger Swallow!

It is said that it was the weapons used by Yang Dafang in his early years, and he killed countless people.

However, Yang Shouwen could no longer remember the stories his grandfather had told, and Yang Chenglie was even more unlikely to tell him.

Before, he came out with a gun, and Yang Rui thought he was fussy.

But now, when he saw the big gun in Yang Shouwen's hand, his eyes couldn't help but look envious.

Yang Dafang favors Yang Shouwen, but is very cold to Yang Rui.

When he was a child, Yang Rui wanted to practice martial arts with Yang Dafang, but was rejected by Yang Dafang.

"My Yang family's shooting skills are passed down to the legitimate power, not to the illegitimate power, not to the illegitimate power, not to the daughter."

Yang Dafang's words blocked Yang Chenglie's mouth, who wanted to plead for Yang Rui. Although Yang Chenglie also taught Yang Rui some fists and feet later, in Yang Rui's opinion, no matter how he practiced, he was still not as good as Yang Shouwen. So, Yang Rui only had three days of fishing and two days of drying the net, and became no longer enthusiastic about martial arts practice, and was also very jealous of Yang Shouwen.

This is also the reason why Yang Rui framed Yang Shouwen last year.

On the one hand, he hated Yang Shouwen, but at the same time he was eager to get Yang Chenglie's attention.

What's the use of your martial arts? I am the one who follows my father and I am my father's son in the eyes of outsiders.

Just now...

"Brother, wait for me, I'll go too."

Seeing Yang Shouwen walking onto the wooden bridge, Yang Rui gritted his teeth and followed.

In his heart, he was a little afraid of Yang Shouwen, but at the same time he was a little curious.

Yang Rui knew that Yang Shouwen had been a fool for seventeen years. But he didn't expect that when he woke up, he seemed to know everything.

Not to mention that Yang Shouwen can figure out his father's thoughts, he also guessed the source of the nursery rhyme.

He is very brave, and at the same time he seems to know how to make money.

What exactly has he been doing in the past seventeen years? Yang Rui is very strange. Logically speaking, how could a person who has been stupid for seventeen years understand so much when he wakes up? Moreover, Yang Shouwen's ability to speak eloquently also surprised Yang Rui.

The mountain road is rugged, but for Yang Shouwen, who often walks on mountain roads, there is no problem.

He held a spear and pulled Yang Rui in one hand. After walking along the mountain road for nearly an hour, he saw fog in front of him...

Through the mist, you can vaguely see a temple on the top of the mountain.

Yang Shouwen took a breath, took the water bag from his waist, took a sip of water, and handed the water bag to Yang Rui.

"Work harder and we'll be here soon."

Yang Rui took a few big sips and finally recovered.

The nearly two-hour mountain road is definitely not easy for Yang Rui, who is only thirteen years old. Without Yang Shouwen's care, he might have walked halfway through and didn't want to walk any further. Wiping off the sweat from his forehead, Yang Rui asked, "Brother, it's so late, the monks are probably already asleep. How should we get in? Do we have to climb over the wall?"

Yang Shouwen glanced at him and couldn't help but smile and said, "What's the matter if you climb over the wall?"

"ah?"

"We are here to investigate the case, and you are the second son of the prestigious Changping County Captain, so you naturally went up and knocked on the door openly. We are not here to be thieves, so why are you climbing over the wall? Moreover, with monks accompanying you, you can be safer."

Yang Rui laughed, "Brother said, but I was thinking too much."

"Let's go!"

Yang Shouwen recovered some of his physical strength and pulled Yang Rui and walked towards him with great strides.

The two walked through the mist and soon arrived at the temple gate.

Under the moonlight, I saw that the temple gate was closed, and there was a black horizontal plaque above the gate, which read "Da Mile Temple".

The temple has not been very long and was built about seven years ago. At that time, when the Holy Mother Emperor changed the name of the country to the Great Zhou Dynasty, someone offered auspiciousness, saying that the Holy Mother Emperor was the reincarnation of Maitreya. At that time, Wu Zhao, who was at a critical moment, immediately recognized this statement and ordered people to compile the Great Maitreya Sutra and build the Maitreya Temple all over the country to promote her orthodoxy.

Two Maitreya Temples were built in Changping County alone.

One of them is built by the government in the county town; and the one on Hugu Mountain is built by the gentry of Changping County.

"Erlang, knock on the door."

Yang Shouwen glanced at Yang Rui, and Yang Rui immediately nodded, raised his chest and walked up the steps, grabbed the door knocker, and knocked on the door.

"Who is it? I'm here to knock on the door in the middle of the night."

After a while, a vague sound came from the mountain gate, and lights flashed faintly.

Immediately afterwards, the mountain gate opened and a bald head poked out from inside.

He was confused with his eyes, with a little resentment in his tone, "Who is knocking on the door at the third update in the middle of the night? Can't you wait for dawn to burn incense?"

No wonder, midnight is over now.

For monks on the mountain, there is no pastime, so they naturally have a early rest.

"I am the Changping County Magistrate, and I am ordered by the county magistrate to come here overnight to verify something, and ask the master to make it convenient."

"Changping held his clothes?"

The monk looked a little puzzled when he saw Yang Rui.

No wonder, although Yang Rui pretends to be mature, he is a child after all.

He is only 160 cm tall, half a head lower than a monk, and he looks so unreliable.

Yang Rui is no longer surprised by the monk's gaze.

He took a wooden sign from his waist and handed it to the monk.

That was his waist card, with his name, identity and age on it.

The monk opened a crack in the mountain gate, took the waist sign and checked under the candlelight.
Chapter completed!