That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and seven brand-new wheelbarrows set off from the residence of the Shujiang League in Xinjin. The other brothers in the league were sent home early. Yang Zhan took his junior brother, his nephew and Li Zhiyong, a subordinate who was more of a relative than a relative.

Rush to that tributary of Jinjiang River.

As they walked, they looked around. Even if they were going to fight a battle, they would not be as nervous as they are now.

Digging for treasures, an extremely good thing, can most easily turn into a bad thing with heavy casualties. Yang Zhan is not afraid of meeting real bad guys, he is only afraid of provoking greedy people.

Before, the Shujiang League had checked the flow of people in Xinjin many times, and it had been more than a month since the construction of a dam on the river. People had long forgotten about the rush to dig for treasures, and there was no trace of the dry river.

"Zhiyong, stay on the river embankment and keep an eye on the wheelbarrow. If there is any unusual movement, immediately alert you." Yang Zhan ordered.

"Ah, I also want to see how Sun Kewang keeps the gold water hidden. You didn't let me come before, but now you're here, let me go and have a look." Li Zhiyong has been washing his hands in the golden basin for so many years, and still feels

He maintains a strong interest in treasures and the like.

Yang Zhan chuckled and said: "Okay, I'll satisfy your curiosity. You go with them to take a look first. I'll stay here and come over and replace me after you finish watching!"

Everyone parked the wheelbarrow on the river embankment and rushed towards the river. This location was more than a mile away from the real treasure hiding place. This was also to hide the hidden treasure.

In the dark night, Yang Zhan watched their backs with his fine pupils, and his heart trembled inexplicably.

At this time, he was too nervous and worked hard day and night. He had not meditated for a long time, let alone used the art of thinking. Whether blocking the river to dig for treasure was a good thing or a bad thing, he did not consider it in advance.

Pass.

He then pricked up his ears and looked around with his fine pupils.

Suddenly, a black shadow passed by. Yang Zhan did not dare to take action easily. Just as he was about to chase, another black shadow came over. He subconsciously pulled his sleeve.

This is a monk. Yang Zhan lost his voice and said: "Cidu, why are you here? Who is that person in front of you?"

Cidu stamped his feet and said, "Lord of Shu, is that you? I'm chasing Monk Kewen. I don't know why he's crazy. He ran all the way from Chengdu to Xinjin, looking like he was going to kill someone. I came here just to stop him.

he."

"When did he come to your Xinxiang Temple?"

"It's been a while. Oh, Shu Lord, hurry up and stop him. This time, I see him going out every day, and sighing when he comes back, fearing that something is going to happen."

Yang Zhan slapped his forehead, only to prevent Sun Kewang from blocking him, and even forgot that Monk Kewen might also be an insider of the "Golden Water Cang". He said to Cidu: "You can't catch up with him, and you can't stop him, leave it to me.

You stay here and help me guard the wheelbarrow, and be careful not to let anyone in."

Ci Du always knew what was going on, and would never inquire about anything Yang Zhan didn't tell him. Looking at this situation, he probably guessed it.

Yang Zhan made several ups and downs, and soon caught up with Ke Wen in the river. At this moment, an arrow flew into the air with a whoosh sound, and Ke Wen fell to the ground after being struck by the arrow.

This arrow was shot by Jing Xin, it was accurate and cruel.

Jing Xin had never practiced double pupil training, but his ear power was extraordinary. When he heard the noise behind him, he turned around and shot an arrow. Even Liu Jiankuan and Fei Xiaojin beside him did not see clearly how he drew the arrow and how he set up the bow.

Ke Wen was hit by an arrow in his chest and yelled with all his strength: "That is the treasure of the Daxi Army, no one can take it away!"

Jing Xin didn't even look back, and walked quickly towards the deep pit ahead. Monk Dakai hesitated for a moment, then followed him with a shovel and a hoe.

Liu Jiankuan and Fei Xiaojin both saw clearly that the person hit by the arrow was Wen Wen. They immediately checked around to make sure no one else was following him.

Yang Zhan tried to save Ke Wen's life in vain, but Jian Kuan advised him: "This arrow has cut off his heart. Zhang Xianzhong couldn't be saved at first, let alone him. Senior brother, don't waste your energy, hurry up."

Let's go get the gold and silver together, fill the pit, and restore the river course. I'm afraid if we delay it, trouble will happen."

Yang Zhan carried Ke Wen's body, which was getting colder, and reached the edge of the pit. Jing Xin and the three of them had already descended into the pit.

The wooden sheaths filled with gold and silver were passed up one by one. Yang Zhan saw that they were almost enough, so he asked them all to come up, and then pushed the corpse into the pit.

All treasures are connected with blood. When Feng Shuangli followed Lao Wansui's order to kill those who participated in the "Golden Water Hidden", he did not expect that one day he would also lose his life.

The next step was to restore it to its original state. A group of people worked hard to fill the hole with soil, and then lifted the wooden sheath to the place where the wheelbarrow was on the river embankment.

Cidu wanted to avoid it, but Yang Zhan shouted: "You have already seen it, you are a participant. Don't worry, I won't kill you to silence you."

"Monk Kewen..." Ci Du hesitated, not knowing whether to ask.

Liu Jiankuan couldn't help but put the handle of the wheelbarrow into his hand, "No further talk, you push this cart, and I will organize the brothers of the Shujiang League to break the embankment and release water. Before dawn, if the river is not filled with water, we will still die."

how many people!"

Yang Zhan nodded and saw Kuan flying away.

There were exactly seven of them left, each with a wheelbarrow, heading along the river embankment towards Meizhou. The sound of the wheelbarrows was heard creaking all the way along the ground.

Yang Zhan approached Cidu and comforted him: "Master, don't be sad. Everyone has his own destiny. Who would have thought that Monk Kewen's destiny would be here. He is a guest in your temple, and if you take him in, you have already done it."

I have fulfilled my Buddhist friendship."

Cidu lamented: "You let him enter Buddhism to save his life. Who told him that he couldn't let go of his obsession and ended up dying."

"Obsession? What obsession?"

"Oh, you don't ask, but I still can't speak. It's so ridiculous!"

Ci Du pushed the cart of gold and silver without much effort, and slowly told the story about the orders that could be heard in his temple.

It turns out that after leaving Fuhu Temple in Emei, Ke Wen did not go to other places for sightseeing. He went directly to Xinxiang Temple in Chengdu and asked to place orders here.

Ci Du refused to take it in at first, pointing to the unique thatched hut and saying, "Where can you see a place for two people?"

It can be heard pleading: "I am a monk. I just need a place to meditate. I am also a member of the Buddhist sect. Please help me, Master."

Cidu couldn't defeat him and kept him here.

You can tell that he didn't stay in the hut during the day, nor did he help Cidu grow vegetables and cook. Every day he wandered around the eighteen precept-protecting Buddha statues and muttered words.

Cidu was afraid that he was going crazy and wanted to explain it, but he kept silent.

Before word spread about the Shujiang Alliance blocking the river to dig for treasures, Ke Wen couldn't sit still. He ran outside day and night and refused to answer questions.

One night, when he returned to the temple after the fifth watch, Ci Du vaguely heard him shouting "Long live the old man" several times while standing outside. She was startled and was afraid that he would do something, so she monitored him day and night.

That's what happened tonight.

Yang Zhan sighed: "It is true that the obsession is too deep, so it is easy to be controlled by Zhang Xianzhong's soul."
Chapter completed!