Qishan Temple.

This temple is named after the mountain, just like Qishanguan, it is named after the place.

The history of this temple is longer than that of Qishanguan. During the Southern Dynasties, Qishan Temple already existed.

Qishan Temple has been around for more than a thousand years, and has experienced many wars and destructions, and was subsequently rebuilt.

Looking at the large area of ​​temples ahead of them after reconstruction, Luo Xingchen couldn't help but sigh.

"This temple has actually outlasted the dynasty's hegemony. It shows that the monks also have a spirit of perseverance."

Mo Anbai, who played the role of a maid, styled her hair in a maid's bun and wore a maid's dress, but even dressed like this, it was difficult to conceal her extraordinary appearance.

For this reason, she had to wear a veil so that others could not see clearly.

"This is their home, so they must be careful." Mo Anbai said with a smile.

"It can be seen that the simplest truth is the most profound truth."

"If the people also regard this country as their own home, how could the dynasty fall?"

"The people don't want much. They have enough food to eat, clothes to wear, and they won't freeze in the winter. Such simple demands cannot be met. It's no wonder they rebelled."

Luo Xingchen sighed.

Deep down in his heart, he actually sympathized with the rebels and those who rebelled against the people.

If they really couldn't survive, how could they rebel?

But things often go from one extreme to another.

According to the intelligence, after the rebels separatized a piece of land, Qin and Hanqing ascended the throne and became the emperor. Together with him, the leaders who rebelled turned into emperors and generals. They came from the common people, but at this time, the corrupt and degenerate

The speed is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

They took things by force, and not only did the people not live a good life, but their situation was worse than when Da Qi was around, so that many people secretly missed Da Qi.

"Sir, let's go in and burn incense."

Mo Anbai tugged on Luo Xingchen's sleeve to stop him from thinking any more.

"Forget it, the time has come, let's go in."

The curtain is about to rise, the stage has been set up, and all kinds of people are waiting to come on stage.

The steps leading up to the main hall are paved with large stones. Just the steps outside the front hall are expensive.

But this step was not completed overnight, but was built by monks for hundreds of years, generation after generation.

Luo Xingchen climbed up the stairs. When he walked up, he saw a majestic hall.

There is a pool in front, with a turtle sculpture next to it. The water in the pool is very clear, and you can clearly see a lot of copper coins at the bottom.

Some copper coins are stained with rust and must be many years old.

"Didn't anyone steal this copper coin at night?"

Luo Xingchen found it strange that there were not many people who truly believed in Buddhism. Some people could do anything as long as they had money.

Even the few immature corns in the countryside are picked by people, not to mention there are so many copper coins here.

"How could no one take it? Someone had taken it before. The monk on patrol found it and took it to the official and put him in jail."

A man in brocade clothes next to him took out a bunch of copper coins from his sleeve and threw them in while he was talking!

Then he clasped his hands together and muttered something.

Soon, when he opened his eyes, Luo Xingchen's voice came to his ears.

"Are you reciting the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra?" Even though the man in brocade only recited a few words, Luo Xingchen could still hear it.

"Sir, do you know the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra?"

The man in brocade clothes was fair and fair, with small eyes, but very energetic. Hearing Luo Xingchen's words, he couldn't help but said in surprise.

"Those who often come to the temple to offer incense should probably know the common scriptures." Luo Xingchen replied casually.

"Sir, you don't know something. Let alone these pilgrims offering incense, there are not many monks in the temple who can really understand scriptures. This world is too impetuous." The man in brocade clothes shook his head.

"If you say that, be careful of the monks in the temple coming to beat you." Luo Xingchen glanced sideways at the monks standing nearby, then looked back.

With such a short distance, the sound of speaking will definitely reach the ears of the monks on duty nearby.

"Young Master, don't worry. I'm a close friend of Master Chenghai in the temple, and I can tell you everything here." The man in brocade clothes said seriously.

"Master Chenghai is highly respected and is the abbot of Qishan Temple. He must be very proficient in Buddhism." Luo Xingchen said.

"Yes, Master Chenghai is profound in Buddhism and is better than me."

"I think the young master is also of the same Taoism. It would be nice to sit down and discuss Taoism together when we have time." The man in brocade clothes extended the invitation.

"Okay, let's go and offer incense to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas first. After that, we will discuss the essence of Buddhism."

Luo Xingchen said.

"Let's go together."

The man in brocade clothes had a smile on his face.

Afterwards, they walked towards the main hall together.

It was not early in the morning, so there were not many people offering incense.

Luo Xingchen always remained vigilant.

He saw all kinds of people with different statuses and professions in the main hall, all worshiping Buddha and offering incense devoutly.

Everything looks fine.

However, the more normal it looks, the more abnormal it actually is.

Luo Xingchen found two futons and sat on his knees with Mo Anbai, facing the golden statue of Buddha in front of him.

"A few nearby are common people, and most of them are not real common people. They should be killers in disguise." Mo Anbai whispered in Luo Xingchen's ear.

"It seems that some people have really spent a lot of money and want me to die so desperately."

Luo Xingchen knew very well that he was now the target of those killers, but no matter how many of them there were, Luo Xingchen was not afraid.

"Wait for them to take action first, don't say anything now, so as not to alert the enemy." Luo Xingchen whispered.

Next, Luo Xingchen and Mo Anbai didn't speak, just waiting for the development of the matter.

Sure enough, as they closed their eyes and chanted silently, the killers disguised as ordinary people began to stand in twos and threes in different positions.

Their purpose is to block all escape routes.

The lion still needs all their strength to fight the rabbit, and they have also received orders from their superiors. This assassination must be flawless. If there is any mistake, the superiors will impose the most severe punishment on them.

For the sake of merit and impunity, they will definitely go all out to assassinate Luo Xingchen and complete their assigned mission.

During this process, Luo Xingchen did not take any precautions.

"Shua, shua..."

Suddenly, two sword lights flashed out, and two killers rushed towards Luo Xingchen, one on the left and one on the right.

Their swords are very thin and long, and there is nothing fancy or cumbersome in the action of drawing the sword.

They are just ordinary, primitive stabs.

It is often the most original and simple, but can achieve excellent results.
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