Start from the thief

Nowadays, no matter how powerful you are in the secular world, it is better to be polite to the monks.

Apart from people like Ge Lao, who grew up in the palace and was basically brainwashed to the point where he had no concept of freedom and resistance, there were also many monks who, when forced into a corner, would simply slap their employers in the face, send them to the west, and then wander around the world.

Therefore, no matter whether you are the son of Ruben or a prince of Tubo, even if the emperors of the three most powerful empires in the world are sitting here at the same time, you are not qualified to make any decision on the ownership of Master Yanhui's Buddhist bones.

Lian Vajra looked at Dorje with an unfriendly look, and the two people from Dabei Temple did not show any gratitude.

Who the hell are you? Do you have the final say?

Any one of these three people, if they wanted to, could shock this mortal to pieces with just a slight shake of their spiritual power, but Doji didn't seem to feel the chill. He just continued to smile and speak.

"Master Yanhui's body is in Tiexiang Temple."

It's nonsense. Everyone knows it. Not only that, but just to be on the safe side, Tubo and Dabei Temple have sent people to deliver treasures to prevent any accidents. With Dugu Jiansheng watching the interior, it is difficult to get close to the exterior, let alone steal.

"After the previous abbot of Tiexiang Temple passed away, there was no one who could take on the responsibility, so the Honglu Temple appointed one. You are all eminent monks in the Buddhist sect, so I'm sure you have heard of this."

Now, not only the two people from Dabei Temple, but even Vajra's brows were getting tighter and tighter. He didn't understand why Doji said these.

"I do know that the current abbot of the Iron Elephant Temple, Master Ci Lin, was previously a high monk at the Qianfu Temple."

Monk Miaoming nodded, confirming what Doji said.

"But what does this have to do with my master?"

"Master Yan Hui, it is said that it was the underworld that killed him, right?"

"Mr. Duoji, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Why beat around the bush?" Zhang Hong couldn't stand it anymore.

"Sorry, it's just that everything that happened just now is related, and I have to say, okay, the last sentence, Master Cihui, the current abbot of Qianfu Temple, is from the underworld."

Doji smiled brightly, as a mortal, he was able to see three human gods who were in perfect condition at the same time were so shocked by him that they lost their composure and could not even speak. This feeling was probably happier than becoming the future lord of the plateau.

"How do you know!"

Zhang Hong stood up, remembering that Zhao Yushu had told him that he had something to tell him about the underworld, and wondered if it had anything to do with this.

"If I were you, Master, the first thing I would do now would not be to listen to me slowly explain how to know, but to go to the Iron Elephant Temple first. Who knows if you are a step late, you might regret it for the rest of your life."

Zhang Hong and Miao Ming rushed out of the room like lightning. Their footsteps created a gust of wind as they ran towards Tiexiang Temple.

Only King Kong and Dorje were left in the house.

"How did you know?"

Although King Kong did not move, his heart was filled with turmoil.

"Mortals also have their uses."

"Doji, answer my question unless you want to die."

Dorje glanced at King Kong and said, "Master, you are a Buddhist, why are you so angry? In fact, you should be more concerned about what those two people can do when they go to the Iron Elephant Temple."

"Did the people from the underworld really steal Master Yanhui's body?"

"Haha, the abbot of Tiexiang Temple was from Qianfu Temple. The abbot of Qianfu Temple is from the underworld. Does that mean Tiexiang Temple is also from the underworld? They are too smart. Smart people always think they are right. Don't worry, Master Yanhui's corpse is fine for now, but some people are very interested in Master Miaoming's thirty-two characteristics and want to meet him."

"Who?"

"It's a secret, so I can't tell you for now. As for your question, haha, I promised not to betray him, so please let me go."

King Kong frowned: "Someone from the underworld?"

"Yes, a man with a great fortune."

Now there are at least three groups of people searching for Nong Shouguang in the whole Yizhou city. The largest group is the five guards temporarily mobilized by Li Qi. These people walk through the streets and Nong Shouguang's portraits are posted all over Yizhou city.

The second group was from the Cao residence. Relying on the Cao family's huge influence, all the aristocratic families in Yizhou, both in the black and white worlds, were mobilized to search for every suspicious person in a massive manner.

The last group was Alibaba's twenty-odd thieves. Although these people were unfamiliar with the place, they all had decent skills. They used various means to quickly integrate into the dark side of Yizhou.

Yizhou is not small, but it is not particularly big either. It should not be difficult to find someone, so Cao Zheng dared to make such a boast that he would get the person within three days.

However, after the first day, something happened that made everyone a little uneasy.

Nong Shouguang completely disappeared.

Someone is protecting him.

Leaders with a little experience immediately realized this problem, and Zhao Yushu unsurprisingly received feedback from both the thief and Cao Zheng.

The question is, who is protecting him?

A running dog of the Liao people, a stray dog ​​whose master was killed, a low-level figure in the underworld, who would protect him?

Are the people who protect him from the underworld?

"Xiao Fu, follow me!"

Zhao Yushu took Fu Yun out of the courtyard. Fu Yun was quite capable and smart, so he might need his help with what he wanted to do.

The most important thing is that Zhao Yushu didn't dare to leave him here alone. If Nong Shouguang improved his realm by sucking essence and blood and found this place, Fu Yun would be in danger.

"Xiao Fu, help me think, if someone wants to take Nong Shouguang in, and can hide it from all the important people in Yizhou City, who could this person be?"

Fu Yun tapped his head with his fingers: “My master, no, Shushan will do.”

Zhao Yushu couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him: "Let's talk serious."

Fu Yun felt a little aggrieved. You didn’t say it couldn’t be Shushan.

"The Cao family, the Du family, and the angels of Chang'an. No, angels can't hide. They are surrounded by spies from Yizhou. Well, it should be those two families."

Zhao Yushu nodded: "You mean, only the local tyrants can hide people?"

"Even if it's not them, they still have to nod."

"We missed one party."

"Hmm?" Fu Yun thought for a moment: "Buddhist sect?"

If Shushan can do it, the Buddhist sect can naturally do it as well. If Qianfu Temple can rebel, then why can't other temples rebel?

"It's almost the hour of Xu. Let's go meet someone first. If it's really the Buddhist sect that is hiding him, it would be better to let this person investigate."

"Who?"

"Dabei Temple, Zhang Hong."

The Drum Tower was as lively as ever, but Zhao Yushu was not in the mood to go shopping. He took Fu Yun to the agreed restaurant, booked a private room, and ordered some side dishes.

As time passed, Zhao Yushu's mood became more and more depressed.

Zhang Hong didn't come.

If nothing unexpected happened, Zhang Hong would not break his promise, because this matter involved the underworld, which was equivalent to Yan Hui's death. He had no reason not to come.

But nothing would happen to him, as he was a leader in the outer realm, and even ordinary inner realms were difficult to defeat with his cultivation level. Even if the leader took action, it would be impossible to take down Zhang Hong within ten breaths.

What else could hold him back?