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"Also, do you think it is possible to arrange a room for my wife?"
Saying that, Wuming lifted the curtain of the carriage behind him, and Jieyu, who was like a Sleeping Beauty, was lying on the carriage without any movement.
"This is?"
Looking at Jieyu in front of him, the third pig emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"This is my wife. She recruited a villain to poison her. She is still in a coma. I have something to do with my junior uncle Zhang Tian and I need to go out. The junior uncle wanted to bring Jieyu here. At least someone will take care of her here."
Nameless sighed, a look of helplessness flashed across his face.
If it wasn't for her own carelessness, how could Jieyu be hurt like this?
"What poison is in it?"
Pig Emperor frowned slightly, and extended his right hand to Jieyu's wrist.
"The breath hasn't changed in the slightest, and the vitality in the body hasn't dissipated yet. It seems that this meal is very unusual."
Withdrawing his right hand, Pig Emperor muttered to himself.
"It's because I can't find out what kind of toxin it is, so I haven't been able to find a way to crack it."
Nameless also sighed.
If he hadn't wanted to take care of Jieyu beside him, he would have gone back to Jianzong long ago and questioned that guy Pojun.
Dare to do something to the woman he loves, Po Jun is simply seeking his own death.
"Well, I have a good friend. Although this guy is not very famous, he is a master at mixing and using poison. Wait for me to send a letter to see if he is interested in coming here?"
The third pig emperor patted Wuming on the shoulder, and said with a sigh on his face.
"Thank you!"
Wuming arched his hands towards him, his face full of gratitude.
"You're welcome, you are Zhang Tian's nephew, Zhang Tian is my friend, and everyone is my family."
"Besides, my old pig is quite interested in what you have done. Forcibly overthrow the head of the top ten sects. He became famous at a young age, has outstanding talents, and is even a master of swords."
"My old pig admires people like you."
The third pig emperor looked at Wuming with a trace of righteousness in his eyes, and said with a smile.
Chapter 174 Reunion
After exchanging pleasantries, Zhang Tian handed over the matter to be explained to Yan Ying, and told her that the two would be reunited in a short time.
Although Yan Ying didn't say anything, a trace of resentment still flashed in her eyes, but she still recognized the man in front of her very much.
And Zhang Tian didn't procrastinate at all, he took Wuming to the Gate of Life and Death to visit the First Evil Emperor, and then directly embarked on a journey to Hanshan Temple.
Hanshan Temple, a temple located in the north of Mount Qingcheng, is rarely visited by people all the year round, and it is really a good place to live in seclusion.
However, Master Jinchan, the abbot of Hanshan Temple, heard that his teachings are also very profound. He once organized a gathering of monks in a temple in the Central Plains, and he is also highly respected in Buddhism.
"Little uncle, we are at the foot of Hanshan Temple here, do you think we should make some preparations before going up the mountain?"
Looking at the mountain peak with an altitude of more than [-] meters in front of him, Wuming said to Zhang Tian beside him.
"That's fine, anyway, we've arrived at the foot of Hanshan Temple, so there's no need to be in such a hurry. I inquired carefully when I came here just now. There seems to be a small town at the east of the foot of Hanshan Temple. Let's go to the town to rest for two days, and check it out by the way. Information about the clay bodhisattva."
Zhang Tian nodded slightly.
After all, they don't know anything about Hanshan Temple now, they only know that the host of Hanshan Temple is Master Jinchan, and the rest of the things are basically blind.
"Okay, let's go to the market first."
After speaking, the two rode fast horses and came to the east of Hanshan Temple.
At the foot of the mountain, traders coming and going shouted and drank, and teams of people interspersed in the market. Not far away, an inn stood in the center of the market.Gale novel;
"Is it Yuelai Inn again?"
Looking at the inn, a black line appeared on Zhang Tian's forehead.
"What's the matter, little uncle?"
Seeing Zhang Tian's face change slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in Wuming's eyes.
"It's nothing, nameless, the inns here are quite lacking in organizational vocabulary. I have walked all the way, and at least I bumped into no less than four or five Yuelai inns."
"It's like seeing a ghost!"
Zhang Tian shook his head, speechless.
The most important thing is that I have encountered a black shop that slaughtered people twice. To be honest, when Zhang Tian saw the four words Yuelai Inn, he already felt a little nervous about the name;
scared.
"well enough!"
"I don't understand that either."
"But the little uncle is right, the name Yuelai Inn is quite common."
Wuming tied the horse to the stake and spoke.
"Okay, let's go in first."
Zhang Tian sighed, bit the bullet and walked towards the interior of the inn.
"Guest officer, do you want to be a top student or stay in a hotel?"
Seeing Xiao Er walking towards him, Zhang Tian said silently.
"Uh, guest officer, you really know how to joke. Are you staying in a hotel or eating?"
Hearing Zhang Tian's strength, the little second couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, a trace of speechlessness flashed across his face.
Why is the guest so disgusting, why can't I be a servant for me?
"Stay in the hotel, and open two of your best guest rooms for me, and the two horses at the door will also be fed with food, only concentrated feed."
With that said, Zhang Tian took out two ingots of official silver from his arms and threw them in front of this guy.
"Okay, sir, wait a moment!"
Seeing the two ingots of silver, the little boy's eyes widened for a moment, he put the silver in his arms, and said in a somewhat respectful tone.
Although their small town is not remote, and there are not a few dignitaries in the town, but most of those people go to the Hanshan Temple to worship, and the consumption in the inn is not lavish.
It doesn't look like the young man in front of him is such a large ingot of official silver when he makes a move.
And the men dressed as farmers next to them couldn't help but lighten up slightly when they saw Zhang Tian in front of them.
It has to be said that although the name of this Yuelai Inn is not very good, the food they make is quite delicious, and it is still in Zhang Tian's eyes.
"Xiaoer, you know this Hanshan Temple well."
After seeing that all his meals were served, Zhang Tian stopped Xiao Er who was about to leave, and asked.
"Guest officer, what do you want to know, I will know everything, and I will say everything?"
"I have lived at the foot of Hanshan Temple for more than 20 years, and I have a clear grasp of Hanshan Temple."
Xiao Er patted his chest, looking extremely confident.
"Oh, let me ask you, how many people are there in this Hanshan Temple?"
"Is asking for a lottery here effective?"
"Are there monks?"
Zhang Tian picked up the tea in front of him and said with a smile.
"There are a total of 30 monks in Hanshan Temple, ask for a lottery;
It is quite effective. I have seen many high-ranking officials and dignitaries who traveled thousands of miles to come here to ask for a lottery. Although the incense is very prosperous, Hanshan Temple has never recruited disciples. "
"That group of old bald donkeys, oh, no, that group of eminent monks declared to the outside world that they only accept disciples based on fate."
"Of course, there will definitely be monks. After all, monks are the guardians of the temple. If there were no monks, wouldn't all the money in the temple be stolen by thieves?"
Xiao Er scratched his head and said hastily.
"Oh, from what you mean, you seem to be quite dissatisfied with Hanshan Temple."
Zhang Tian smiled slightly and stared at him curiously.
"Actually not!"
"The main reason is that when I was young, I wanted to worship in the temple, but it was a pity that the master Jin Chanzi said that I had no relationship with Buddhism, so I could only go to this shop as a waiter."
"So once you come and go, you will hate those old bald donkeys on the mountain, but if you want to ask about their strength, or their martial arts cultivation, this villain really doesn't know."
"We are not people in the Jianghu, so we don't talk about the affairs of the Jianghu, so as not to speak out into disaster."
The waiter threw the rag in his hand on his shoulder, then smiled at Zhang Tian, turned around and left.
"What do you think?"
Zhang Tian looked at Wuming beside him, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes.
"This Xiaoer is an interesting person, but no matter what is in the Hanshan Temple, why not just try it out at night?"
"It's mainly that fellow Mud Bodhisattva, the spy I sent the message to, indeed saw him enter the Hanshan Temple, and he hasn't come out for seven consecutive days."
"Finding out the exact location of that mud bodhisattva is the most important thing."
Wuming narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke to Zhang Tian beside him.
"You are right, Hanshan Temple is not important, the most important thing is the clay bodhisattva."
But even so, a figure still flashed in Zhang Tian's mind.
I vaguely remembered that among the people protecting the clay bodhisattva, there seemed to be a guy who radiated the Buddha's light every mouthful, and he seemed to be a member of the Buddhist sect.
I just don't know if that guy is in the Hanshan Temple now, his strength is comparable to Nie Fengbu Jingyun, including all the masters in Wushuang City, the specific strength should not be too weak, plus A master of Jin Chan, the configuration of this Hanshan Temple is quite high-end.
Chapter 175 Crunch!
Late at night, the entire inn and market fell into silence, and only the shouts of night watchmen could be heard outside the door.