Chapter 137 Golden Light Temple

"Who asked you to trade here should pay taxes to our toast!"

Just as the herdsmen were happily trading, suddenly a Thunderbolt-like voice came from a tall antelope outside the market. The voice was powerful and domineering. It not only scared the herdsmen and began to close the stalls, but also shocked Jiang Hanye. He looked up and looked at it. Several bald heads in dark cotton robes and riding antelope were standing outside the crowd, looking aggressively at the herdsmen who were already trading.

With just a glance, Jiang Hanye knew that the last few were just ordinary people. The previous one had reached the second level of the day after tomorrow. He frowned and didn't say anything. He planned to take a look. After all, they didn't come here to make trouble, but to find a strange recipe.

"Master, these guys are so arrogant. Let's teach them a lesson!" Watching those riding antelope rampage in the market and trample on the exchange goods that the herdsmen rely on for a living. Even the golden elixir, who has always claimed to be hypocritical and dark, can't stand it. He held a cane and is about to rush up, because a guy just crushed a bone sculpture he liked.

Jiang Hanye held down Jin Danzi and said coldly, "Don't mind your own business."

Jin Danzi and Linger looked up at Jiang Hanye coincidentally. Linger whispered to Jiang Hanye, "Master, help them!"

Jiang Hanye ignored the request of Jin Danzi and Linger. In the past five years, he has learned how to be as cold as iron. Without looking at the herdsmen, he took Xiaobai around and walked forward, and Jin Danzi and Linger also hurriedly followed.

"Ah!"

With a scream, an old woman and her stall were kicked over, and the old man lay on the ground and did not recover for a long time.

"Well, I won't die, let you pay taxes, do you hear me?" The leader waved his hand, and two people with sticks behind him ran out, holding the old lady who fell to the ground and scolded angrily.

Jin Danzi muttered, constantly translating what these people said to Jiang Hanye, and secretly glanced at him from time to time, which means, "Look, how pitiful they are!"

"Ah, master, please spare my life. Please forgive me. My husband is sick and has to rely on this to change medicine for his life. Lord, please forgive me!" After recovering, the old woman quickly lay on the ground and kowtowed to those people for mercy. This scene was bitter.

"Well, your husband is sick, is it none of our business?" Those guys stepped on the soles of her feet and said more viciously, "It's a business to hand in Master Tusi's money quickly!"

At this time, many herdsmen couldn't stand it. A tall and dark-skinned man first roared, grabbed a stick supporting the tent from his side and rushed to the guys, rushing to his mouth and shouted, "These bastards are used to bullying us, but now they even The old man will not let go. Folks, if they don't turn against them at this time, when will they wait? Are we just watching the old mother being trampled under their feet?

When the young man shouted like this, all the old and young around him were even more angry. They rushed to those guys with all kinds of 'weapons', shovels, kitchen knives, horse whips...

The anger of the herdsmen obviously scared several people. They stepped back a few steps, let go of the old woman, and looked back at the dark-faced man riding on the back of the tall antelope. The man's head is extremely bright, and he doesn't have a hair. His eyes are narrow, his nose is straight, and the tip of his nose is bent sharply. At first glance, he looks like an eagle hook. He was wearing a black brocade robe with a red edge, a string of brown rosary beads around his neck, and ten fingers were full of rings. It could be seen that he was not bad.

Seeing these herdsmen resist, the eagle hooked without saying a word and drove the antelope forward slowly and stood there fixedly. The herdsman was so bullied that she resisted. Now when she saw that her mother was rescued, several men came forward to help her up. The herdsmen tightened together and confronted those people. However, the eagle's hook nose exuded a forceful momentum, which made these people's eyes gradually dare not look at him.

"How dare a bitch dare to resist?" The man finally spoke with a gloomy face.

Without warning, he raised his hand, and everyone only felt a sudden flash of cold light in front of him. He had an extra sword on his empty left hand. Unlike an ordinary sword, it was only as thick as his little finger. The whole sword body was cross-shaped from the horizontal view. In other words, the sword had four blades.

Jiang Hanyezhi took a look at the sword and knew that this man was extremely addicted to killing. Although the sword body was bright, there was a trace of blood in the shining light. It could not be seen by ordinary people, but practitioners could see it at a glance. The sword was bloodthirsty at this time, like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass waiting for its prey, which was held in the hand by the eagle's hook nose and confronted the herdsmen.

"Yes... you bully!" A bold man in the crowd came forward to argue with him.

"Ha ha, okay!" The man sneered and said a good word. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and the sword in his hand also turned into a four-headed poisonous snake and hurled into the crowd.

Seeing that the poisonous snake was about to harm the herdsman, suddenly the sword-turned snake stopped. The eagle hook nose was stunned and saw a wooden ruler blocking under the sword. He turned his head and saw a young man in a white robe standing not far away, staring at him.

"Look for death!" The man took two feet, flew up from the antelope's back and jumped at the young man.

Jiang Hanye frowned, took the Brahma ruler, and said to Jin Danzi, "Don't you want to save people?"

Jin Danzi was stunned. After hearing Jiang Hanye's words, he hurriedly said, "Okay! It's up to me!"

Jiang Hanye didn't say anything, he just continued to walk slowly. Linger looked back at Jin Danzi and found that he was turning his back to them, sacrificing a staff and fighting with those people. Although Linger was very worried about the safety of Jin Danzi, she seemed to be very confident about the owner's appearance, so she was a little relieved and caught up with Jiang Hanye.

After walking on this plateau for a while, Jiang Hanye found a beautiful place to sit down and rest. In fact, he wanted to give Jin Danzi time to catch up.

"Master!" Linger handed the water bag to Jiang Hanye and watched him take a few sips before she smiled contentedly.

Jin Danzi looked at the vastness in the distance, looked up at the blue sky, took a deep breath of the fragrant air with green grass, and lay on his back on the grass. Looking at the sky, he thought a lot in his mind, messy, but helpless. Jiang Hanye thought most about Xiaoyu lying in the ice coffin, and he thought most about how to save Xiaoyu.

At this moment, Jin Danzi's gasp and snapping footsteps came from behind.

"Senior Jin Danzi!" Linger was originally worried that Jin Danzi would suffer losses, but when she saw Jin Danzi coming back safe and sound, she was naturally extremely happy. She rushed to Jin Danzi and asked, "How's it going?"

"What else can I do? I beat them up and cried for my father and mother!" Jin Danzi always speaks with some exaggerated elements. His gray-brown skin is full of sweat. It can be seen that the person who has just dealt with the second-level realm has consumed a lot of his true energy.

"Let's go!" Jiang Hanye originally stopped to wait for Jin Danzi, but now that Jin Danzi has come, there is no need to continue to rest.

"Master, I have something to say." Jin Danzi quickly stopped Jiang Hanye and said, "That man seems to have something to do with the monk."

"Oh?" When Jiang Hanye heard this, he couldn't help looking at Jin Danzi, "How do you know?"

"Because I saw a mark on the top of his head, which was unique to the monk." Jin Danzi said excitedly.

"Is that so?" Jiang Hanye glanced faintly at the distance, and the crowd there gradually returned to calm from **, but after such a disturbance, the market obviously could not continue, and everyone was packing up and preparing to go back to their tents.

"I also saw clearly the direction of his escape." Jin Danzi continued to say, with excitement shining in his eyes and a flattering look on his face.

" lead the way." Jiang Hanye said.

"Good!" Seeing that Jiang Hanye adopted his opinion, Jin Danzi agreed excitedly and took the lead to walk south.

Jiang Hanye and his party followed the eagle hook nose not far away. About two hours later, they watched the eagle hook nose walk into a tall and magnificent temple with antelope rags. Far away, Jiang Hanye heard the sound of monks chanting scriptures from inside. The sound was like a magic spell, covering the sky around the temple. Even with Jiang Hanye's cultivation, he couldn't help frowning. Jin Danzi was particularly serious. He held a human cane, two fights, and sweated coldly all over.

"Why do I feel that my legs are weak? I can't walk anymore." Jin Danzi said with a trill.

"Norm, they are driving the enemy with scriptures. It seems that this temple is not simple." Jiang Hanye said.

Linger didn't hear anything, because she was an ordinary person and couldn't hear the spell-like scripture at all. At this time, she just opened her eyes curiously and looked at the strange building in front of her.

"This is the temple of the monk, hahaha!" Although he felt dizzy and his legs were weak, Jin Danzi was still happy, because he did something for Jiang Hanye and saw the praise in Jiang Hanye's eyes, which he had been looking forward to for five years.

"But master, why don't we go in?" Linger asked curiously, because they had been standing on the mountain for a long time.

"I'm afraid the host won't be polite!" Jiang Hanye said lightly.

At this moment, I suddenly heard an empty voice from the temple: "Unknown guests are coming from afar. Please forgive me!"

At the same time, a golden light extends from the temple. The temple was at the bottom of the valley, and Jiang Hanye and others stood on the slope again. The golden light actually built a golden light arch bridge from the temple to the hillside.

"Guests, please come in!" The empty voice said.

The sound was not lukewarm, making it impossible to detect whether it was an enemy or a friend. Jiang Hanye did not hesitate or say anything. He stepped on the golden bridge and walked to the temple. Jin Danzi and Linger also hurriedly followed.

This temple is different from ordinary temples. It is all the scenery of the Western Regions. After entering, you can only see a meridian tube full of copper bells, and the golden light comes from this meridian tube. There are many pavilions in the temple, tall and magnificent, with indivisible cigarettes and jade bricks all over the ground. It looks like a place full of incense.

At the gate of the hall, a group of monks were wearing monk robes, holding rosary beads, and saluted Jiang Hanye with their palms: "The benefactor has always been good." The leading monk wore a dark red shawl, sleeveless shoulders under the shawl, a monk's skirt, hemp shoes on his feet and a ring rod in his hand.

Jiang Hanye was stunned when he heard the words. He was not entangled with these monks, but listening to these people's words, it seemed that he had known him for a long time, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Linger, be careful to take care of your luggage. I don't think these people are good people!" Jin Danzi whispered to Linger behind Jiang Hanye.

Linger didn't say anything, but nodded vigorously and held the sword in her hand with both hands.

The sword in Linger's hand is the Zhantian Sword, which Jiang Hanye lent her for her self-defense. However, this Zhantian sword is no longer the previous one. The previous Zhantian sword was broken when it was in Kunlun Mountain. Now this one is Jiang Hanye who later found someone to recast it and named it Zhantian Sword.

"Ha ha, don't be nervous. I won't hurt you." The leader is a thin and tall monk. He speaks the Central Plains language, so Jiang Hanye can understand it.

"Can we know each other?" Jiang Hanye asked.

"We don't know each other." The monk replied with a smile.

"Have we seen it?" Jiang Hanye asked again.

"We have never seen it." The monk replied again.

"Have you ever heard of my name?" Jiang Hanye Road.

The monk shook his head with a smile: "I've never heard of it."

"In that case, what is always good?" Jiang Hanye said coldly.

"Ha ha, donor, please go to the abbot and talk about it again." After saying that, the monk stretched out his hand, and the people behind him were also separated on both sides. "Please come in."

Jiang Hanye didn't say anything, so he raised his foot and walked inside. This is the Western Regions, but the gods and Buddhas worshipped in this temple are almost the same as the Central Plains. Entering the hall and leaving the back door, the group came to the abbot. The guest sat down and did not mention the tea.

After drinking two sips of tea, the monk introduced himself: "The little monk is the abbot of Jinguang Temple. A few days ago, he dreamed of the donor and said that you came back to save us."

Hearing the abbot's words, Jiang Hanye frowned higher. He looked at the abbot and said, "What's going on?"

"To be honest, we were originally a peaceful place, but we have been troubled in the past six months..." When the abbot said this, his face showed a faint worry.

"What do you say?" Although Jiang Hanye asked this, he couldn't help sneering in his heart: "I just saw the person who bullied others entering your temple, but in a blink of an eye, you pretended to be a victim here. What's wrong with this world?"

The abbot said, "Our master Tusi was originally diligent and loved the people, but I don't know what happened in the past six months. Suddenly, his temperament changed greatly and began to be violent and restrained, making the people miserable. Tusi is the great benefactor of our Jinguang Temple, but in the past six months, he not only did not come to give alms, but also repeatedly levy taxes, and ordered us to send people to help him. As a result, my useless brother went out of the mountain gate and was injured by the guests. And although the little monk is not a practicing person, when he looks to the southwest at night, he always feels that there is a black air flying there, which is very strange.

Jiang Hanye listened to this quietly and said slowly, "I don't know what the abbot means?"

"The guest is the god in the little monk's dream. Now that the dream is broken, the monk hopes that the guest can help us find out why the master of Tusi has become like this. A person will not change his character for no reason." The abbot said.

"Let me ask you, are you monks?" Jiang Hanye was not interested in the toast or anything. He just wanted to know whether these people had a way to save Xiaoyu.

The abbot nodded: "We are."

"Do you have a rumor here that can come back to life?" Jiang Hanye asked directly.

"Rebirth from the dead?" The abbot was a little stunned when he heard it, "There is such a rumor, but it has been a long time, and it's just a rumor..."

"That's right. I came here this time to ask for such a prescription." Jiang Hanye said.

The abbot was stunned and replied, "Lord, the little monk said that it was just a rumor, and..."

"And what?" Jiang Hanye asked. In the past five years, he has searched everywhere, but he has not found any clues about the recovery. Now he suddenly heard it. How can he not be excited?

"And it is said that the toast is also the person in charge of these secrets, so I'm afraid that the little monk can't meet your request." The abbot looked down and said.

Jiang Hanye stood up, looked at the abbot and said, "Well, I'll go to the toast!" But if you let me know, you are lying to me..."

"There is no Amitabha in the south! The monks don't talk about false words!" The abbot said.

"Where is the toast?" Jiang Hanye asked.

"It's 50 miles southwest of here, but the donor, it's dangerous. Let's wait for the monk to prepare and find a few helpers for you." The abbot said with a worried face.

"There should be master people in your temple, right?" Jiang Hanye thought of the scene when he entered the temple and couldn't help saying.

"Ha ha, did you talk about the meridians? But the master has passed away. The abbot said with regret.