After the villagers who led the way narrated it, Xu Qingyun and the two learned about it.
The ruined temple is on the top of a small mountain, which is not very high.
There are generally two roads up the mountain, one is from Gaoshan Village, and the other is from the other side of the mountain.
The villagers led the way, and the climb up the mountain was not slow.
Forty minutes later, the shadow of the ruined temple appeared in front of Xu Qingyun's eyes. It was obvious that they had arrived.
"We're here, there's that ruined temple ahead."
"It is said that this temple used to be called Xiangming Temple. It was built during the Ming Dynasty. Emperors used to offer incense here. Later, for some unknown reason, the temple was abandoned and became what it is now."
The villagers said that they had heard from the village about the ruined temple.
Xu Qingyun and Mo Yanyu smelled the ruined temple in front of them from a distance. The ruins were surrounded by weeds, the walls were peeling off, and the tiles were broken. The name of the temple was unrecognizable and it was in a dilapidated state.
Xu Qingyun looked at the villager who was leading the way and said, "You go back to the village first and wait for the news."
The villagers were stunned when they heard this, and then said anxiously: "Comrade police, don't you need my help? I am good at farm work and have great strength. I can help you catch the criminal together."
Xu Qingyun shook his head: "You go back and wait for the news, and just hand over the criminal to us."
Seeing that Xu Qingyun did not intend to let him participate, the villagers had no choice but to nod and go back down the mountain to wait for the news.
If he were just an ordinary criminal, Xu Qingyun might have asked the villagers to help, but the person inside the ruined temple was likely to be a powerful warrior. Not only would it be difficult for the villagers to help, but they would also most likely become hostages.
Therefore, the best choice is to let the villagers go back and wait for news.
After the villagers left, Xu Qingyun glanced at Mo Yanyu beside him: "Let's go."
Mo Yanyu nodded, and the two of them walked towards the ruined temple ahead.
The Eye of the Candle Dragon was opened, and Xu Qingyun looked into the ruined temple.
"Eh!"
Xu Qingyun couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
Immediately a look of disappointment appeared on his face.
Xu Qingyun and Mo Yanyu finally entered this ruined temple. In the main hall, there was a huge Buddha statue, covered with a thick layer of dust.
In this ruined temple, two people are resting here at the moment.
But these two people were not the warriors Xu Qingyun and the others were looking for, but two monks, one big and one small, and Xu Qingyun knew these two monks.
Hearing footsteps coming from outside, the two monks in the ruined temple looked toward the door.
"Donor, it's you, why are you here?" One of the monks said in surprise.
Another monk also shouted: "Senior!"
"I still want to ask, why are you here?" Xu Qingyun said with a bitter smile.
The beggar was not found, but the two monks were met.
Mo Yanyu looked at the two monks, one big and one small, inside the ruined temple, and then looked at Xu Qingyun.
She did not know these two monks, but it was obvious that Xu Qingyun knew these two monks.
The two monks in the ruined temple were the fat monk selling fake talismans and his apprentice, the young monk Mingxin, whom Xu Qingyun saw last time in the ghost market.
At that time, Xu Qingyun also saved the lives of these two people.
I never expected that we would meet again in this ruined temple.
"Almsgiver Xu, we are really destined." The fat monk said with a smile, "We, the master and the disciple, have been traveling all over the world. We happened to pass by this place and found a ruined temple here. We plan to rest here for one night and set off again tomorrow."
Xu Qingyun remained calm, but in his heart he didn't quite believe what the fat monk said. This chapter has been completed!