The First Tyrant of Daxia

Li Mu nodded obediently, like a little white rabbit that did whatever Qin Yun said in front of him.

Within a few hours of her leaving.

The imperial capital changed suddenly!

In a hurry, Qi Yong mobilized all officials of the Ministry of Justice to participate in the process and filter out the monks coming and going.

There are many monks in the imperial capital, and wealthy families often invite them to perform rituals, so the search is very difficult.

Finally, Qi Yong tremblingly submitted a list of names, among which more than twenty monks were suspicious.

"Report..."

"Your Majesty, the government and the Ministry of Justice have received several more cases of missing women!"

"Report!"

"Your Majesty, the people of the imperial capital are in a panic now. The story of the female corpse in West Lake has spread, causing great pressure on the court!"

"Report! Your Majesty, some people are causing trouble at the government office..."

Qin Yun was sitting in the government office at the moment, listening to the report from below, his face as cold as water.

"Humph, this is definitely not a coincidence! How can someone commit crimes so repeatedly? This is another slanderous propaganda campaign! Lao Jiu, don't let me catch you!"

"Otherwise, I will skin you alive and tear out your bones!"

He said viciously.

That tone made Qi Yong and other ministers feel suffocated, and they thought, is this the Ninth Prince's doing again?

At this time, Feng grew old and returned.

"Your Majesty, we have news from below. The Shadow Guards have found a suspicious person in an ancient temple in the city. We are waiting for your instructions!"

boom!

Qin Yun punched the office table hard, his eyes bloodshot: "Let's go, I want to arrest him myself!"

"I have harmed so many innocent women. If I don't kill him, I will never be able to get rid of this hatred!"

After saying this, he walked out of the yamen angrily.

Many ministers, imperial guards, officers and soldiers followed.

It can be said to be very aggressive.

By this time the sky had already darkened, and the chirping of insects seemed extremely boring.

The weather in the capital is usually cool in September, but for some reason it seems particularly hot today.

An ancient temple.

It has been abandoned for many years and no one has come to take care of it. There are many rumors in the community, most of which are related to ghosts, so no one dares to live within a few hundred meters radius.

boom!

Qin Yun kicked open the door of the ancient temple that had been sealed for many years, and a little dust rose up.

At the entrance, you can see a dilapidated Buddha statue, looking down from above.

Invisibly, a hint of creepiness was added.

Qin Yun's face was grim as he rushed in with a large number of men and horses. It could be seen that the ancient temple was surrounded by a net like heaven and earth, and not even a fly could break through.

In the main hall, a pious monk is kneeling under the Buddha statue.

The sound of wooden fish rang out, which was a bit abrupt.

Qin Yun glanced over, a sharp look appeared in his eyes: "Turn around!"

The monk heard the noise, stood up and turned around.

He was wearing a golden cassock and had bronze skin. He looked to be in his twenties, but Qin Yun could not see any Buddha nature in him.

Even the hooked nose and narrow eyes made people feel vaguely uneasy.

The old people always say that the face reflects the heart, which actually makes sense.

The monk looked at Qin Yun, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he put his hands together, bent down and said, "My lords, may I ask what brings you to this ancient temple?"

Qin Yun first glanced at Qi Yong, who was sweating profusely and shook his head, as if to say that he had not found anything unusual in this ancient temple.

But Qin Yun believed in his intuition that there was something wrong with this monk, and he might even be Canghua!

He approached, sizing up the hook-nosed monk.

He said coldly, "What are we doing here? I would like to ask you why you are here. This place has been abandoned for many years. Why are you worshipping Buddha here?"

The hook-nosed monk smiled and said calmly, "My dear, if you have Buddha in your heart, then anywhere is a temple."

"I came to the imperial capital to spread Buddhism, but I have nowhere to stay, so I came here to stay for two days."

Qin Yun did not hide his hostility.

"What's your name?"

"Young monk, I am here to discern one's mind!" the hook-nosed monk replied calmly.

Qin Yun did not continue to ask questions, but walked around behind him, put a hand on his shoulder, and looked at him carefully.

suddenly!

A fierce murderous look suddenly flashed in his eyes!

This bald donkey actually has a hint of girl's scent on his body. Others may not be able to smell it, but he, Qin Yun, is very sensitive to this smell.

Because of this precious fragrance, Concubine Xiao Shu also likes to use it!

Qin Yun suddenly gritted his teeth and said coldly behind him: "Old bald donkey, is it you, the evil monk with hidden flowers?!"

Upon hearing this, Monk Binxin's scalp exploded and his eyes suddenly changed.

He immediately bowed his head and clasped his hands together: "I don't quite understand what the noble man is saying."

"You don't quite understand, do you?"

"Do you know who I am?" Qin Yun became more and more angry.

The monk said, "Your Excellency has the gait of a dragon and a tiger, and your eyebrows and eyes are noble. You have a kingly temperament. You must be a high-ranking official in the imperial capital!"

"Humph! I'll tell you my true identity to scare you. I am the emperor today!"

"How dare you cause trouble on my territory? You are so bold!"

Qin Yun's cold snort made people's scalps tingle.

The monk's face was horrified for a moment! The emperor? How did he find his own?

An extremely disturbing thought arose in his mind.

Just as he raised his eyes, Old Feng appeared in front of him like a ghost, without saying a word, but his cloudy eyes were unfathomable.

Bianxin was extremely fearful. He knew that if he dared to move, this old man would be able to take his head off in an instant.

boom!

He turned around and knelt down: "Your Majesty, I am blind and did not know your identity. Please do not blame me."

"Hmph!" Qin Yun sneered, "Stop pretending. I've seen through you. Tell me now and suffer less."

Bian Xin's face turned ugly, and he put his hands together and said, "Your Majesty, I have never violated any law since I came to the imperial capital."

"I don't even know what you're talking about."

"Snapped!"

Qin Yun slapped him on the shiny forehead.

The damage is not great, but the insult is extremely strong!

Bianxin fell to the ground, his forehead turned red, and a trace of resentment flashed in his slender eyes!

"I will ask you one last time, what are you doing in the capital, and whose orders did you receive?"

"Where are the girls you kidnapped and tried to commit evil deeds hiding?" Qin Yun asked coldly.

Binxin looked around and knelt down crying, "Your Majesty, I really don't know what a girl is."

"Monks do not tell lies and do not get close to women. How could I possibly kidnap a young girl?"

boom!

Qin Yun kicked him in the face, and blood dripped down his nose.

He screamed and rolled over, not daring to resist.

"Your Majesty, I was once a disciple of the Chaotian Temple in Zhongnan Mountain. Please give me some face and stop beating me. If you continue, someone will die."

Qin Yun sneered and walked in front of him.

"Zhongnan Mountain, right?"

"Is it the temple that collects a large amount of incense money from the imperial court every year, but does nothing about it and even interferes with the government?"

"Hehe, if you don't mention the Chaotian Temple, I won't beat you!"

"Now……"

Bang bang bang!

Qin Yun raised his foot and stomped hard on him. The force was so strong that even an ordinary strong man could not bear it!

"what!"

"You are about to beat me to death, Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

The monk Bianxin crawled on the ground to escape, his Buddhist robes were dirty and he looked very embarrassed.

Suddenly, Feng Lao's eyes stood up like an eagle and looked at Bian Xin's neck.

"Your Majesty, look!"