Although everything in this temple is intact and there is no trace of fighting, Qian Jiao found that there is a powerful purification power in this temple. This purification power cannot be discovered without the strength above the God Transformation Realm.

"Of the many righteous exercises or moves, only the Buddhist exercises and moves contain the power of purification."

"So the one who killed Pei Nan was most likely a Buddhist, and that man was very strong, so he purified Pei Nan in just one move."

Qian Jiao held his chin and analyzed.

But soon he frowned and looked puzzled in his eyes. Of course, because of the black mask, the little monk next to him could not see Qian Jiao frowning.

"No, the Tang kings of the Tang Dynasty did not grant [Tang King Order] to people in the Buddhist community. What's going on?"

Qian Jiao couldn't figure it out.

"Is it because the man who owns the [Tang King's Order] practiced the profound Buddhist skills? Or did the Buddhists borrowed the [Tang King's Order] and then came to kill Pei Nan?"

Qian Jiao continued to guess in his heart.

After a while, Qian Jiao still did not have an accurate answer, but he already had a direction for investigation in his mind, that is [Tang King Order]!

As long as you investigate who owns the [Tang King's Order], you can follow the clues and find out who killed Pei Nan.

"Sir, do you need to burn incense and make wishes?"

"If necessary, the little monk can recite scriptures and chant Buddha's name."

The little monk saw Qian Jiao staring at the Buddha statue in a daze, and said.

"good."

Qian Jiao nodded.

Although he does not believe in Buddhism and only believes in his own strength, since he has come to Baoxiang Temple, he will follow the process and make a wish. Maybe it will be effective.

Next, the little monk took Qian Jiao three green incense sticks and then recited scriptures and Buddha's name to Qian Jiao.

...

And at this time.

Outside Baoxiang Temple, a group of about 100 guards suddenly came, and there was a luxurious carriage in the middle of the guard.

"Who is this?"

Everyone looked at the guards and the luxurious horse carriage curiously.

"Did you see the armbands on these guards?"

"See it."

Everyone around saw the word "Royal City" on the chest of the guard soldiers.

"The soldiers of this guard are all soldiers of the royal city and are also the best among them."

"The person who can be escorted must be the officials in the court, and the official level is not low!"

Someone who was familiar with the Tang Dynasty said slowly.

"So that's the case. Then let's avoid it quickly and don't hit that official."

A road was immediately given up on the originally crowded street.

Although many of these pilgrims who came to Baoxiang Temple to burn incense and make wishes were wealthy families, and even a few were local officials, most of them were ordinary people.

As the saying goes, do not fight against the rich when you are poor, and do not fight against the officials when you are rich.

No wealthy or noble families dare to fight with officials, let alone ordinary people.

"Master, Baoxiang Temple has arrived."

The butler, who was driving his horse, said to the curtain.

"Okay, I know."

After a while, Chu Zhan's voice sounded inside the curtain.

The people sitting in the carriage were Chu Zhan's family.

After a while, Chu Zhan and Tang Yu walked out of the carriage first, followed by a man and a woman wearing a mask.

This man and woman are nothing else, they are Chu Feng and Chu Linglong.

Chu Linglong was low-key and naturally wore a mask.

Chu Feng wore a mask because he was afraid that his handsome appearance would cause unnecessary trouble.

"Sir, you are here."

The gatekeeper monk trotted to Chu Zhan and showed a bright smile on his face.

Before Chu Zhan and his family set off, the court greeted the senior officials of Baoxiang Temple. Today, the censors will come to make a wish to burn incense, and the senior officials of Baoxiang Temple also told the gatekeeper the news.

The gatekeeper knew that the censor supervised all officials and had great power, and he could not be negligent. So when he saw Chu Zhan appear, he hurried over and said hello.

"Um."

Chu Zhan nodded slightly.

"The Censor is here, why don't you hurry up and find the senior executives of our Baoxiang Temple."

The gatekeeper monk looked at the two young monks and ordered.

The gatekeeper knew that he was not qualified to receive Chu Zhan and others in his capacity.

"yes."

Seeing this, the two young monks hurriedly ran into the temple.

"Sir, please sit here for a while, and our senior executives of Baoxiang Temple will come out in a while."

The gatekeeper smiled at Chu Zhan.

"I've been sitting all the way in the carriage, my legs are a little numb. You take us to the temple to stroll around."

Chu Zhan looked at the eyes of many people around him staring at him, and couldn't stand it, so he quickly spoke.

Although he liked the envious look that others showed when they looked at him, he found that there were too many people in Baoxiang Temple, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"good."

"I'll ask the Censor to come with me."

After hearing Chu Zhan's words, the gatekeeper nodded quickly and led the way in front.

Chu Zhan and others followed slowly. The guards who were escorting Chu Zhan and others wanted to follow them together, but Chu Zhan refused.

There are too many people in Baoxiang Temple. If the guards of hundreds of people follow me, they will definitely become the focus of everyone's attention immediately. Maybe something unexpected will happen because of this.

There has been no incident in the Tang Dynasty that assassinated officials of the court, and it has not been once or twice.

In this world, not everyone is satisfied with what the court does, so it is normal for some officials to be assassinated.

Next, whenever the gatekeeper went, he introduced the name, origin, and even some great people to Chu Zhan and others in detail.

After a while.

A respectful voice sounded beside Chu Zhan.

"The little monk pays homage to the Censor."

Chu Zhan and others turned around and immediately saw a little monk who clasped his hands together. This was the little monk who had been chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha's name for Qian Jiao before.

"Hello Master."

When Chu Zhan saw the little monk, he clasped his hands together and bowed.

When the court learned that Chu Zhan and his family would come to Baoxiang Temple to make a wish, they asked the Ministry of Rites to pass on the information of Baoxiang Temple to Chu Zhan. Among these information, there were the senior staff of Baoxiang Temple. The little monk in front of him was one of the senior staff of Baoxiang Temple, and he was relatively ahead of the senior staff of Baoxiang Temple.

"master."

Tang Yu naturally read the information about Baoxiang Temple and also paid a gift to the little monk.

Of course, in addition to Chu Zhan and Tang Yu, Chu Linglong and Chu Feng also paid a greeting.

At this time, the little monk saw Chu Feng from the corner of his eyes and was slightly stunned. The person gave him a very familiar feeling, and he seemed to have seen him somewhere.

However, he quickly shook his head. Although he didn't have to receive every pilgrimage, he had seen many people, and there were inevitably similar people among these people.

At this time, Chu Feng was also observing the little monk, but he did not forget that when he came to Baoxiang Temple to eliminate demons some time ago, he was the little monk in front of him who was receiving him.

When Chu Feng saw the little monk withdraw his gaze, he knew that the little monk did not find him.

Although it's nothing to be discovered, it's better to have less trouble than to have more trouble. What's more, Pei Nan is one of the five main hall masters of the Demon Cult. Now that he suddenly dies, it's inevitable that the people of the Demon Cult will come here to investigate. In fact, it's nothing to find out that he is not good, but if they find out that they can't deal with him and turn to his family, it's trouble.

Although Chu Feng's soul was not the original owner, he had long regarded them as his true relatives during the process of getting along with Chu Zhan, Tang Yu and Chu Linglong.

"Mr. Censor, please ask the young monk to go to the largest temple in Baoxiang Temple to make a wish to burn incense."

"Since the Abbot Wuming traveled around, the little monk would recite scriptures and Buddha's name for you when you make a wish."
Chapter completed!