Escape after crossing

Jiang Ziluo, who had come to watch the fun, suddenly became serious when she heard the name of Baihua Valley, and her expression of watching the fun disappeared instantly. She heard from her master that he had been secretly investigating this matter for the past two years, but he could not find any valuable clues.

"Does this Master Wuchan know about this?" Jiang Ziluo thought to herself. She never thought that she came here to watch the fun but unexpectedly got such important information.

Jiang Ziluo was no longer interested in listening, nor did she care about how the Zhu family would respond. She hurried back to Qingyun Inn with Mingyue and Mingxi.

She did want to go to the Vajra Temple to meet the monk Wuchan, but she did not forget that someone was secretly watching them. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, she decided to return to the inn first.

Originally, this section of the journey should have been completed quickly, but in a small alley, an accident still happened. Jiang Ziluo and the other two had just passed by when they heard a fight behind them. They stopped and turned around to see Xuan San and a man in black fighting fiercely.

In fact, the man in black was the man in black robe who had rescued Jiang Ziluo in the theater before. However, Jiang Ziluo did not say anything to stop Xuan San, but stood quietly aside, watching the fight between the two.

This was not because Jiang Ziluo was ungrateful, but because she was full of curiosity about this mysterious man. Why did he keep following her? And more importantly, it was not convenient for her to take action herself at this moment.

Since there was a master like Xuan San fighting with him, Jiang Ziluo was able to observe from the side and had some plans in mind.

As Leng Chenming's bodyguard, Xuan San's strength should not be underestimated. His moves were fierce and he pressed forward step by step, and each move contained great power. However, the man in black was not at all inferior and easily avoided Xuan San's attack.

Jiang Ziluo watched the fight from the side, and the more he watched, the more he felt that the man in black was very skilled. His movements were smooth and natural, as if he had blended in with the surroundings. Moreover, he did not seem to be using all his strength, as if he was just teasing Xuan San.

Suddenly, the man in black seized the opportunity and kicked Xuan San in the chest. Xuan San took a few steps back, with a trace of blood flowing out of his mouth.

"That's enough!" Jiang Ziluo stopped him. She stepped forward and looked at the man in black. "Thank you for your help before, but why are you following me today?"

The man in black looked at Jiang Ziluo, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. He smiled slightly, "I just saw a man following you, and I was worried that it might be bad for you, so I followed to see."

"So simple?" Jiang Ziluo looked puzzled. "We don't seem to know each other, right?"

The man in black was silent for a moment, looked at us, smiled and said, "I'm sorry for meddling in your business. Bye." After saying that, he flew away without waiting for any of us to react.

Jiang Ziluo looked at the departing figure and muttered to himself, "Next time I meet this person, I must ask him what his name is."

Jiang Ziluo looked thoughtfully in the direction where the man in black left, feeling a little uneasy.

"Who is this person? Why is he following us?" she muttered to herself.

"Miss Jiang, I'll take you back to the inn first, and then I'll go find the master. My martial arts can't beat that man, but the master can definitely. Once we catch him, we'll interrogate him."

Xuan San wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was worried that Jiang Ziluo and the others might be in danger, so he wanted to tell Leng Chenming so that Leng Chenming could eliminate the hidden danger in advance.

"There's no need to tell your master that this man has no ill intentions, otherwise he would have taken action when he first followed us." Although Jiang Ziluo couldn't guess the man's intentions, he didn't want to cause trouble for Leng Chenming at this time.

Back at the inn, Mingyue and Mingxi pretended to boil medicine for Jiang Ziluo, while Jiang Ziluo sat in the room thinking carefully about the news he had just heard in the Zhu Mansion.

The more she thought about it, the more restless she became. She was eager to go to Vajra Temple and ask this Master Wu Chan.

So Jiang Ziluo called Mingyue and asked her to find Liuzi and prepare the carriage, and said that she was going to Vajra Temple to burn incense.

If they said they were going to burn incense, then they really were going to burn incense. Jiang Ziluo knew that the matter could not be known by others, so she could only find out about the terrain of the Vajra Temple first, and then quietly explore it carefully.

Mingyue told Liuzi that Jiang Ziluo wanted to go to the Vajra Temple to burn incense. Liuzi did not suspect anything, after all, the ladies in the capital often went there to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Mingyue and Mingxi thought that Jiang Ziluo wanted to follow them to Vajra Temple to continue watching the excitement in Zhu Mansion?

The two knew nothing about the affairs of Baihua Valley, let alone that Ju Ziming was the only remaining successor of Baihua Valley.

Jiang Ziluo and his companions took a carriage to the Jingang Temple, where people were coming and going in an endless stream. Following the crowded crowd, Jiang Ziluo and his companions slowly walked into this solemn and mysterious temple.

The gate of the temple is open, as if welcoming everyone who comes to worship. The stone lions in front of the gate are majestically guarding, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling. The moment you step into the temple, you seem to feel a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere enveloping the entire space.

After entering the temple, the first thing that comes into view is a magnificent main hall. Inside the hall is a huge Buddha statue, shining with golden light and solemn and majestic. Believers kneel down devoutly to worship and pray for the Buddha to bless them with peace and happiness. Incense smoke rises and fills the air, giving people a sense of otherworldliness.

After the worship, Jiang Ziluo said to Mingyue, Mingxi and Liuzi: "You can walk around and see if there is anything special here. We will meet here in half an hour."

As she spoke, she signaled them to leave with her eyes. Although she wanted to send Xiaoliu away, she didn't want to be too obvious, so she had to let everyone go together.

Jiang Ziluo watched their backs gradually disappearing, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she continued walking along the corridor alone, and soon arrived at the temple courtyard.

The courtyard is planted with lush trees and bright flowers, full of life and vitality. Birds chirp non-stop on the branches, as if they are also immersed in this peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

In the center of the courtyard, there is an ancient well. The water is so clear that you can see the stones at the bottom of the well. It is said that the water from this well has magical effects, so it attracts many tourists to come and taste it.

There is also a bell tower in one corner of the temple, and the sound of the bell echoes in the air. Every hour, the bell rings throughout the temple, reminding people to cherish time and let go of worries.

Jiang Ziluo stood quietly under the bell tower, listening to the clear bell sounds and feeling the passage of time. There were also some practitioners in the temple, wearing robes and concentrating on chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Their expressions are calm and peaceful, which makes people sigh at the power of religion. In this noisy world, temples have become a haven for people's souls, allowing people to temporarily forget the troubles of the world and find inner peace and tranquility.

In the backyard of the temple, Jiang Ziluo found a remote room with a plaque hanging at the door that read "Zen Room". She became suspicious and decided to go over and check it out.

Jiang Ziluo gently pushed open the door and walked into the meditation room. The room was simply furnished with only a table and a few chairs. On the wall hung a painting of a monk meditating. Jiang Ziluo looked around the room but did not see the figure of Master Wuchan.