Puhui Temple is located fifteen miles southwest of Changzhou City. It is an extremely large Buddhist temple.n∈n∈,

It is said that the history of this Buddhist temple is almost three hundred years old. It was built in the late Eastern Jin Dynasty and was built by Tao An, one of the six Prajna schools at that time. Calculate the time, it has a history of more than three hundred years.

Puhui Temple is also a well-known Buddhist temple in Changzhou. All the abbots were masters of Buddhism.

Yang Shouwen and Mingxiu abandoned their boats and landed on the shore and ran in the moonlight.

After walking for about ten miles, Mingxiu suddenly stopped, pointed to a building in front of him with his hand, and said softly: "That is Puhui Temple."

"What should we do now?"

Yang Shouwen spoke, took out a facial scarf from his pocket and covered it on his face.

"Let's go in through the side door and go to the Puhui Tower. The terrain is very high and you can enjoy a bird's eye view of the entire Buddhist temple."

Yang Shouwen nodded and followed Mingxiu.

The two of them sneaked in the night and soon arrived at the gable of Puhui Temple. There was a flash of small door on the gable. Mingxiu stepped forward and pushed it gently twice, making a slight sound. Obviously, the door on the side was locked from the inside...

"Don't worry, I have a solution."

Mingxiu said, took out a flying flask from her waist pocket, grinned at Yang Shouwen, "This little thing is not a problem at all."

As he said that, he had already reached the gable.

The gables of Puhui Temple are about four meters high.

It is not very difficult to say that this height is silent.

Mingxiu stopped under the gable, danced the flying bulb, threw the flying bulb onto the top of the wall, then pulled the rope hard, then grabbed the rope and crawled towards the top of the wall. He quickly arrived on the wall, sat on the wall, looked inside, then lowered his head and said softly: "Qingzhi, you are too..."

Where is the person?

Mingxiu suddenly discovered that Yang Shouwen disappeared at some point.

Just when he was confused, he suddenly heard the creaking sound of the courtyard gate below. As soon as the courtyard gate opened, Yang Shouwen walked into the gate.

He held a short knife in his hand. After entering the courtyard wall, he closed the door with his backhand.

"Come down."

Yang Shouwen waved to Mingxiu on the wall. Mingxiu was stunned for a moment, then put away the flying bulb and jumped down from the wall. When he landed on the ground, a lazy donkey rolled in front of Yang Shouwen. He thrust his carp and stood up suddenly.

"How did you come in?"

"This kind of door bolt can be solved with just one knife. What's the point of climbing the wall?" Yang Shouwen looked at Mingxiu with a gaze of 'you are an idiot' and shook his head and said, "When I was in Changping, I learned a lot of ways to open the door, which is the easiest."

"Then why don't you tell me?"

"I was about to say, you climbed up."

Yang Shouwen said, putting away the Uz sword.

Mingxiu gritted her teeth, stretched out her thumb, and said viciously: "Yang Qingzhi, you are ruthless."

"Okay, these are all trivial matters. Where is the Puhui Tower you mentioned?"

Mingxiu looked at Yang Shouwen with anger, then pointed his hand to the side, "Did you see it? Just next to the Main Hall."

Yang Shouwen looked at him and nodded.

"Then let's go."

As the two of them were talking, they were about to go to the Puhui Tower. But at this moment, they suddenly saw the lights in the distance. Seeing this, they quickly hid in the shadows. After a while, several monks ran over with torches and flew to the back of the mountain gate. They opened the mountain gate and walked out of the temple. After a while, they saw the monks leading more than a dozen people in from outside, with one leader wearing brocade robe and a Jinxian crown. They looked white and fat, like a Maitreya Buddha. However, the Maitreya Buddha seemed not very happy, and he had a dull face all the way.

"Why is he here?"

"who?"

"Suwei!"

Mingxiu recognized Maitreya Buddha's identity and couldn't help but whisper.

"Su Yuanwai Chongdao, he never enters the Buddhist temple. What did he do when he comes to Puhui Temple so late?"

Yang Shouwen's eyes narrowed, and he watched the people walking into the middle gate, and then looked at Mingxiu. The two of them looked at each other, but nodded at the same time, and rushed out of their waists and came to the middle gate against the corner of the wall. In the middle gate, there were about 30 monks patrolling along the way. Mingxiu turned his head and gestured to Yang Shouwen with a gesture of "follow me".

He was obviously very familiar with Puhui Temple. He took Yang Shouwen around the patrolling monks and came to an outside of a meditation hall in the backyard. The two of them squatted down behind a row of bushes. From their perspective, they could see the meditation hall clearly.

Su Wei's dozen guards stood outside the meditation hall.

There were more than a dozen monks scattered around them. In the meditation hall, there were seven people sitting.

In the center is an old monk with long eyebrows, looking quite majestic. There are several people sitting on both sides, including Su Wei, and the other four are all dressed up by monks. Yang Shouwen felt very jealous...

Several people were talking in the meditation hall, but the sound was not very loud, so they couldn't hear it clearly.

A moment later, Yang Shouwen saw Su Wei stand up, dancing and seemed very excited, shouting something loudly.

The old monk smiled and seemed to be careless about Su Wei's actions.

After Su Wei calmed down, Ji Huzhen stood up, walked to Su Wei's side, hooked Su Wei's neck and spoke. The two looked very familiar, otherwise they would not have acted so intimately. Su Wei shook his head, Ji Huzhen showed disappointment. He turned around and said a few words to the rest of the people, then patted Su Wei on the shoulder.

Su Wei bowed to the old monk and turned around and walked out.

Ji Laoshi called him and accompanied him to the door of the meditation hall.

At this moment, the old monk seemed to shout, Su Wei stopped and turned around and looked back.

But at this moment, Ji Laoshi's face suddenly turned cold, and a short knife about one and a half feet slipped out of his sleeve, raising his hand to touch Su Wei's neck. Yang Shouwen heard clearly, Su Wei screamed, and a bunch of blood mist splashed out from his neck, splashing on Ji Laoshi's body. At the same time, a loud shout came from outside the Zen hall: "Shoot the arrow."

The sound of bowstrings came from the bamboo forest on the side of the Zen Hall.

A group of sharp arrows flew out, and the dozen guards brought by Su Wei were obviously shocked by Ji Laoshi's sudden killer. When they realized that, the rain of arrows had already hit. A series of screams sounded in the courtyard outside the Zen hall. More than a dozen guards fell down on the spot. The remaining guards were more or less injured. Before they could wake up from the horror of being attacked, the monks around had already pulled out their ring swords and swarmed up.

Yang Shouwen and Mingxiu were both startled by the scene in front of them.

This is awesome...

Mingxiu's body trembled. She lost strength under her feet and broke a branch with a click.

"who?"

A monk who was approaching heard the sound and turned his head to look over.

Seeing this, Mingxiu grew up from the bushes without saying a word. He raised his hand and flew out a flying knife, hitting the monk's forehead. The monk's ring knife was pulled out halfway and fell to the ground. However, although he was dead, he also alarmed the other monks. More than a dozen monks looked back and saw Mingxiu rushing out, and immediately rushed forward.

"Fool!"

Yang Shouwen cursed in his heart and rushed out of the bushes.

More than a dozen iron balls flew out of their hands and turned into a silver light.

The monk danced the sword and knocked the iron balls away. However, in just the blink of an eye, Mingxiu had already rushed to them. Two short knives appeared in his hand, raised his hand and drew an arc, and chopped a monk to the ground.

Mingxiu's two swords are about half an arm long.

This kind of knife is very similar to the butterfly double swords in later generations. The blade is wide and thick, which is conducive to blocking and backhand swords, and is a melee weapon.

This Mingxiu obviously also worked hard on this pair of short swords. The sword was weird and extremely fierce.

In the blink of an eye, two monks fell under the swords, and Yang Shouwen rushed over at this time. The Crow Nine Swords were unsheathed, drawing a brilliant arc, and chopping a monk over.

"Shiro. Don't be in love with the battle."

"The wind twitches and follow me."

After Mingxiu finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Yang Shouwen took advantage of the situation and came behind him, and held a sword in his hand. He raised his foot and kicked the monk in the chest.

He didn't care about the monk's life or death, and turned around and followed Mingxiu out.

"Can you know how to water?"

"Can you get a little bit."

"Then you follow me."

Yang Shouwen had an ominous premonition and ran wildly with Mingxiu.

Along the way, monks appeared to stop them, but the two of them were on the left and right, like tigers going down the mountain, and in the blink of an eye it broke out into a bloody path.

"Who is it?"

Ji Laoshi stood on the steps of the Zen Hall with his sword in his arms and asked sternly.

The monk hurried over, "I don't know very well, they were two masked men, but they spoke a few words."

At this time, the other five people in the meditation hall also came out. A monk who was not tall but was extremely majestic, couldn't help but narrow his eyes and turned his head to look at the old monk, "Can you say that it's the people from the court that have arrived?"

"It shouldn't be!"

The old monk said: "The imperial envoy was divided into two routes. One route only arrived at Wudunzhai yesterday, and the other route only arrived at Wuxian today..."

"Who is that?"

Ji Laoshi said in a deep voice: "They just saw it clearly. If they didn't catch the two, they would be in danger."

The old monk's eyes narrowed, he turned around and walked to Su Wei's body, and pulled a jade tablet from Su Wei's waist.

"Li Jiong."

"exist."
To be continued...