Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

As one of the royal temples for worship and blessing, this temple would receive royal gifts every once in a while.

Therefore, when someone came here in the name of the Ministry of Rites, the people in the temple were no longer surprised.

"Master Zhenyuan, the items His Majesty has bestowed upon us this time include not only food and clothing, but also some funeral and prayer supplies."

"Although it wasn't explicitly stated, it should be related to the death of Zhenwu's lay disciple with a stick!"

"Humph……"

Hearing this, Zhen Yuan, who had been beating the wooden fish hypocritically, snorted and stood up and said, "Junior Brother Zhenwu, it's good to go to the capital and make such a fuss."

"At the very least, we need to let people know that the people of the Hanging Temple are not the kind of people those little cats and dogs can offend."

"That's right." The middle-aged monk Master Diao replied with a smile.

"After all, he was sent by His Majesty, so make proper arrangements."

"Yes! By the way, the head of the Ministry of Rites, Lord Wang, wants to enter the temple to pray and admire the grandeur of the Hanging Temple."

"As long as he doesn't go to the back mountain, you can just send someone to take him around. There's no need to make it too grand, or we'll seem too flattering."

"understand!"

"By the way, there were several unfamiliar faces in the back mountain a few days ago. Have you checked them out?"

"We've investigated. A woodcutter from the village at the foot of Linshan Mountain mistakenly entered the royal temple and has been severely punished."

"Okay! Those people in the back mountain will not be able to leave for a few days. During this period, no one is allowed to enter without permission."

"Yes!"

Wang Qinian, who transformed himself into Lord Wang from the Ministry of Rites, under the guidance of a young monk, scouted and marked the entire Hanging Temple in advance.

Make sure that after our master breaks in here, he can take control of the entire temple as soon as possible.

In addition, several water sources within the temple are highlighted.

"Sir, the water tank in the kitchen has been drugged."

"But we still have so much left!"

"Six water sources, don't miss any of them."

"Pour it all in?"

"What do you think?"

"No, Ten Fragrance Softening Muscle Powder and Rehmannia Glutinosa. I understand."

"But it's more than ten pounds of money. Happy to go... these hot-blooded bald donkeys, they're going to poke a hole through the wall."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense! Whether they poke holes in the wall or the trees, or even use a ladder to gang up on Fu Hu and Luo Han, that's their business."

"Lord Xu has given us a death order."

"When he led his troops to attack, there was a monk whose legs didn't shake, whose eyes didn't blur, and whose ears didn't ring. That's because we didn't do our job well."

"So, the dosage must be increased!"

"In a nutshell, the dogs of the Hanging Temple are as ferocious as wolves and tigers after dinner; after midnight, their bodies are completely hollowed out."

"understand!"

After his subordinates left upon hearing the noise, he stood alone at the fence of the Hanging Temple, gazing at Wang Qinian in the distance, and thinking back to his master Xu's overall plan...

"Tsk tsk," he said twice, "It's the Jinyiwei's Feiyu uniform that has shackled Master Xu's talent!"

"If he loses these shackles, a ruthless demon king will suddenly appear in the world of martial arts."

"It's so fucking brutal."

Wang Qinian glanced at the hole in the old locust tree and couldn't help but pray silently for it.

Before leaving, he took another look at the Buddha statue in the main hall, and then said meaningfully: "It's a good thing that the Buddha statue doesn't have its mouth open..."

"Amitabha!"

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

"Amen..."

……

At the fork in the road more than ten miles away from the Hanging Temple.

"A-choo!"

Xu Shan couldn't help sneezing and wondered in his heart which old woman was thinking about him again.

Really?

Qiqi?

Huanhuan?

'Pah-ta-ta.'

Just as he was lost in thought, the harsh sound of horse hooves came to his ears from far away.

"Sir, five miles ahead, a large number of soldiers and horses are galloping towards us."

"Preliminary estimate: around fifty people!"

The dismounted scout reported the specific situation immediately.

Hearing this, Xu Shan waved his hand and said, "Proceed as planned!"

"Remember..."

"No one can be left alive."

"Yes!"

'bass! ’

With Xu Shan's order, hundreds of figures disappeared into the night!

……

Zhu Youwei led the imperial guards to the Hanging Temple in the name of praying for the floods in the south and offering sacrifices to heaven, which also made Cao Zhengchun and Beibohou smell something unusual.