Approaching the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Hu Xiaotian heard footsteps in front of him, although he had changed into the monk's clothes, but after all, he didn't understand Hu language, and he was afraid that there would be a lot of trouble when he met on the narrow road, so he took off into the air, landed on the roof on the right side, and looked down, but saw four monks walking in a neat step, forming a team of slow walks, their steps were the same, their eyes were empty, each step seemed to be accurately calculated, and the rhythm of the stride was almost exactly the same.
This place is not far from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, according to their prior plan, Hu Xiaotian will rush to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and set fire to it half an hour after breaking up with Ji Feihua, the purpose is not to burn down this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but to attract the attention of the monks of Fanyin Temple.
After the four monks walked away, Hu Xiaotian was about to jump down, but he heard the sound of the door opening in the courtyard next to him, he hurriedly stopped his movements, hid on the roof and followed the reputation, only to see two people coming out of the room, one was a monk, and the other was a person from the Central Plains, Hu Xiaotian recognized this person at first sight as a mute next to the ghost doctor Fu Yao.
But the mute man not only spoke now, but also his voice was loud and full of energy, maybe he talked about the pleasant place, and let out a string of loud laughter, Hu Xiaotianzai looked at it carefully, yes, this guy is definitely the dumb man next to the ghost doctor, this ghost doctor Fu Qi has always been a big deception from the beginning of his acquaintance with himself to now, and he has never told the truth at all.
Hu Xiaotian sighed in his heart, compared with the ghost doctor Fu Xuan, he was still a little inferior after all, even his disciples were so clever that they easily deceived themselves, in fact, it was no wonder that Hu Xiaotian, the other party didn't speak, how could he identify him if he pretended to be dumb The monk walked in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with the mute, Hu Xiaotian and the two of them walked away before they followed, for the temple, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is often the most heavily guarded place, because it contains the Buddhist scriptures in the temple, so outsiders are usually not allowed to enter, and the mute is actually unimpeded all the way, which shows how close his relationship with the Fanyin Temple is.
Hu Xiaotian saw the opportunity to fly up from the wall, and in one breath he had already swept through the open space between the wall and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and his body landed steadily on the top of the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion like a big bird, he chose the shaded side, and his body was close to the gilded treasure bottle on the top surface, and quickly took off the monk's robe outside, revealing the pure white ferret tights inside, lying on the snow-covered roof, as if blending with the snow.
The time when Hu Xiaotian chose to fly was precisely when the dumb man entered the gate of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, because the mute entered and attracted the attention of many monks, as if it was a cover for Hu Xiaotian's infiltration.
The structure of the library pavilion is different from the Central Plains building, it is a three-story dome structure, Hu Xiaotian looked up at the sky, it was almost the agreed time, he moved to the unmanned side, hooked the eaves with his feet, and hung his body upside down on the eaves like a big bat, took off the crossbow arrow from his waist, aimed at the hole in the air window, and roared, shooting five phosphorus rockets one after another.
Follow the little novice to the apse, the light of the apse flickered, but saw that the four walls were all densely packed with Buddhist shrines, each Buddhist shrine was lit with everlasting lights, the little novice slowly put the butter lamp on the middle word table, and then put his hands together, and said respectfully: "Master, they have arrived" The word table slowly rotates up, the more and more urgent, to the end can no longer see the outline of the word, as the turning word table begins to settle, in the middle of the main hall originally belonged to the word platform appeared a lotus pond with a diameter of about two zhang, the water in the pool is steaming, the clouds and mist are swirling.
Ji Feihua secretly thought in his heart, this living Buddha would be tricky, could it be that he was going to appear from the lotus pond The little novice said: "Your Royal Highness the princess, please bathe and change your clothes" Sima glanced at Ji Feihua, she only knew that she came to Fanyin Temple to receive the blessing of the Living Buddha, but she didn't know the process, everything was arranged by the high priest Yasu before, and now the Yasu around her was just pretending, and she was also worried that she would wear a goof.
Ji Feihua glanced at Xiao Shami and said, "Isn't the little master ready to avoid it?"
The little novice said, "I'm about to avoid it."
He stepped back and soon disappeared into the darkness.
Ji Feihua's consciousness had already swept in all directions at this moment, and she didn't notice the existence of other people around here, so she sent a voice to Sima and said, "It's okay for you to do it."
Sima bit her lip, although it was not the first time to bathe and change clothes, but it was the first time to undress in front of a completely strange woman, she held back the shyness in her heart, came to the lotus pond, took off her clothes one by one, and carefully walked into the lotus pond, the pool water was rippling, warm and comfortable, Sima walked into the pool and suddenly forgot her shyness and fear.
At this time, the originally calm lotus pond water suddenly rotated, Sima was shocked, and before she could react, a big hole appeared under the pool, she snorted, and her body fell, Ji Feihua had already reacted at the first time, slapped out with one palm, and a powerful attraction wrapped Xima's delicate body, rescuing her from the momentum of falling, and at the same time unfolded a white bath towel to wrap Sima layer by layer.
Peng's loud noise, splashing water, under the light reflection, the water mist showed a colorful brilliance, a figure flashed in the mist, but it was a young and handsome monk, the monk was no more than thirty years old, the sword eyebrows were handsome and extraordinary, he was wearing a pure snow-white monk's robe, the monk's robe was spotless, the body was floating in the void, his feet were a foot away from the ground, and the water vapor was everywhere, but there was not a drop of water on his body, his appearance was clearly from the Central Plains.
The shock in Sima had made her forget her fear, and she didn't expect that this living Buddha Jia Luo, who made the black-bearded people worship the whole country, turned out to be a man from the Central Plains.
The white-clothed monk's eyes were peaceful, his gaze was on Ji Feihua, Ji Feihua knew that the martial arts she had just shown was enough to prove that she was by no means the high priest Yasu, and she was also very quick to respond, grabbed Sima 's throat, and looked at the white-clothed monk coldly.
The white-clothed monk sighed and said: "In fact, there is no difference between life and death, the target you chose with great thought is never the princess, you should also know that the poor monk will never be threatened by you, you are doing this just to make the poor monk believe that you are blackmailing the princess, in fact, you are explaining for the princess."
His deep eyes stared at Princess Sima and said, "Why does Her Royal Highness want to help outsiders to harm poor monks?"
Sima was shocked in her heart, she couldn't imagine that this white-clothed monk could see it so thoroughly, she bit her lip and said, "The Living Buddha saves me" There was still a glimmer of extravagant hope in her heart, hoping that the Living Buddha of Garo did not find the flaws.
The white-clothed monk smiled and said: "The world is counting on the living Buddha to redeem himself, but in fact, no one in this world can save you, and the only one who can redeem yourself is yourself."
When he spoke, he looked at Ji Feihua, and his words sounded like he was answering Sima Xima, but in fact he was aimed at Ji Feihua.
Ji Feihua looked at the white-clothed monk quietly, she let go of Sima Xima, the lotus pond bathing just now, the sudden danger was actually just that the other party was designing to investigate his own details, it seems that the other party has already doubted himself.
With Sima as a temptation, he exposed his skills because of Seema's danger, and his identity was exposed because of this.
Ji Feihua nodded and said, "Yes, the only one who can redeem himself is himself."
She took a step forward, stood in front of Sima and said to Sima in a whisper, "Get out of here, the farther away the better." ” Sima bit her lip and turned to flee outside, there was only one thought left in her heart to escape from here and meet Hu Xiaotian as soon as possible.
The white-clothed monk didn't make any movements, as if he didn't see Sima fleeing, with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were indifferent and ruthless: "The donor tried his best to sneak into the Golden Dome Hall, in order to see me or kill me" Ji Feihua said: "The people of the black beard are afraid that they don't know that the living Buddha who is worshiped by them is actually a person from the Central Plains," she no longer spoke the black beard language, and said directly in the words of the Central Plains.
The Living Buddha Garo said indifferently: "People have national boundaries and races, how can the Buddha have these distinctions and define the donor, this is really ridiculous." ” Ji Feihua said: "It seems that some people really regard themselves as Buddhas" Living Buddha Jia Luo said: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, and everyone who has a Buddha in their hearts is a Buddha" Ji Feihua said: "The four major disciples of Buddhism are empty, since you think you are a Buddha, why can't you even let go of the greed in your heart?"
The Living Buddha Garo smiled and said, "The donor's words made the poor monk not understand. ” Ji Feihua said: "A person doesn't even dare to admit who he is, what qualifications do he have to enlighten the world, vainly call yourself a Buddha, even though you are ever-changing, but after all, you still can't deceive me, Master Minghui, do you know that the living Buddha they believe in was originally born in Tianlong Temple?"
The eyes of the Living Buddha Jia Luo Gujing Bubo finally rippled, and although this faint fluctuation was fleeting, it still did not escape Ji Feihua's keen gaze.
The Living Buddha Garo sighed softly and said: "The poor monk has stayed away from right and wrong, so why should you wait for each other?"
Ji Feihua said: "There is nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust, if you don't take the initiative to provoke this right and wrong, how can others think that you are still living in this world" Living Buddha Garo smiled, "Soon no one will think of it."
The plain and kind smile disappeared in an instant, and a cold murderous intent diffused from his body, covering every inch of the apse in all directions, and the everlasting lamps on the surrounding Buddhist shrines were rushed by murderous aura, and the light and flames trembled.
Ji Feihua stood quietly in place, her gaze was still calm and calm, and the butter lamp not far in front of her was as bright as ever, and the calm was still unfinished
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