After chasing him out of the palace gate, he saw the fat man running on Houyi Road suddenly turned around, and the huge 4.3-meter-tall, shiny eel-blue copper tripod suddenly rose from the ground with the white marble base lined underneath.
He collided head-on with Ren Xiaoyao.
With Ren Xiaoyao's temperament, he should have let this large bronze tripod with two dragons playing with beads and three lions playing with balls carved on the base fly back at twice the speed. But he had to use it with a wry smile.
The power of mind controlled the jade urn in Tuancheng, the Nine Dragon Wall in Beihai, and the copper tripod, one of the "Three Wonders of Beijing", to slowly fall.
When he looked ahead again, the fat man's figure had already disappeared into the main hall of Yonghe Temple. Without time to think about it, he rushed over.
When he was still ten meters away from the main hall, he suddenly stopped his figure again.
Because he had sensed that the other party had stopped in the hall and did not rush out.
Thinking about it, this is not surprising. With the speed of Fatty's telekinesis, if he hadn't had the bronze tripod just now, he would have caught up with him in all likelihood.
In this case, instead of being chased in the open, it is better to fight against yourself in a specific environment to gain confidence.
Walking slowly, Ren Xiaoyao approached the main hall of Yonghe Temple step by step.
Before he walked through the door, a smell of sandalwood hit his face. There was no one in the hall, and he couldn't even feel the other person's aura.
Standing at the door of the main hall, Ren Xiaoyao stared inwards coldly.
The main hall here was originally called Yin'an Hall. It was the place where Prince Yong met with civil and military officials. It was converted into a Lama Temple and became the Main Hall.
To the north of the hall are three tall bronze Buddha statues of the third generation. In the middle is the current Buddha Sakyamuni Buddha, on the left is the past Buddha Lantern Buddha, and on the right is the future Buddha Maitreya Buddha.
The third Buddha represents the time process of the past, present and future, indicating that there is a Buddha at all times, space is the universe, and time is the universe, which means that the universe is the world of the Buddha.
The three Buddha statues reflect a faint light under the laser holographic candlelight in front of the temple.
In the northeast corner of the main hall is a bronze statue of Guanyin, and in the northwest corner is a bronze statue of Maitreya.
Eighteen Arhats are sitting on the thrones in front of the two gable walls. On the west wall is a statue of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva with Thousand Arms and Thousand Eyes. On the east wall is a statue of the "big white umbrella" that protects all living beings.
The entire hall is filled with a nameless sense of depression that penetrates into the bone marrow, as if this is not a majestic palace, but a dark underworld...
There is no flow of spiritual power. Doesn't the opponent activate his aura?
No, no, I can't even feel the other person's breathing and heartbeat. There can only be one explanation for this, and that is the hidden skill "Turtle Breath" in the "aura". Ren Xiaoyao doesn't care about this "aura"
Strangely enough, there are many members of the Longfeng Team who practice Turtle Breath Kung Fu. There are quite a few masters of this skill. I never thought that this damn fat man could also do this skill.
If you want to lay an ambush, this is indeed an ideal choice.
Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were closely watching every inch of the structure in the palace. Since he couldn't sense the other party, he could only rely on his eyes.
Finally, he took the first step, and there was a hollow sound in the hall...
Ren Xiaoyao's eyes glanced at the statues of the Third Buddha, and then at the statues of the Eighteen Arhats on both sides one by one.
A strange air flow slowly surrounded his body. If his hair hadn't floated gently, the air flow would have been too slight to be noticed.
Every time he took a step, this slight air flow kept flowing with his body, and it seemed that his whole body seemed to be blurred.
Ren Xiaoyao looked at it very slowly. He had to focus on almost every Buddha statue for more than a minute. Every time he looked at one, he had to slightly close his eyes, pause for a while, and then look at the next one.
I watched it like this for more than ten minutes, and I only saw more than half of all the Buddha statues.
After passing through the long-browed Arhat Bintulu, the joyful Arhat Kanojia Facao, and the happy Arhat Shubojia, what is left are the Gatekeeper Arhat Zhutu Bantuojia, the Dragon-subduing Arhat Qingyou, and the Crouching Tiger Arhat Maitreya.
As before, Ren Xiaoyao inspected the three Arhats one by one in a unique way. However, he continued to move forward without making any move...
Suddenly, the two statues of Arhat Subduing the Dragon and Arhat the Crouching Tiger flew up and hit Ren Xiaoyao. Ren Xiaoyao reacted quickly and moved his hands, and the two statues spun and landed smoothly on the ground.
However, at this moment, the gatekeeper Arhat Zhutu Bantuojia who was standing still suddenly transformed into Luther Astana and kicked Ren Xiaoyao in the chest.
Xiaoyao spit out a mouthful of blood and stumbled back.
Just when the fat man's face showed an ecstatic smile, the blood condensed into a bloody blade in the air and plunged into his shoulder with a sharp roar!
The fat man screamed miserably and shook his body a few times before he stood firmly.
He quickly inspected his wounds and realized that he was unable to fight anymore, so he glared hatefully at Ren Xiaoyao, whose mouth was full of blood, then turned around and left quickly.
"See you later! Mr. Long!" His voice came from far outside the hall.
As soon as he left, Ren Xiaoyao, who was half-kneeling on the ground, slowly stood up straight, wiped the blood from his mouth as if nothing had happened, and murmured: "In this case, should Vodalilaiya, the leader of the Western Cowboys,
You will be suspicious..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the Dragon Subduing Arhat and Crouching Tiger Arhat who had fallen on the ground, and said to himself: "Oh, it's okay, it's not broken. Although the salary of civil servants has been increased a lot, but if something happens
If I want to pay compensation, I really have to donate blood. One donation costs two hundred cc. How much did I vomit just now? Well, it was only 150 cc. So this mouthful of blood vomited is not an injustice, no.
It’s an injustice...but damn, it’s still not worth it!”
At the same time, next to a thatched hut on the outskirts of Beijing, two big men wearing Peking opera masks were patrolling constantly.
Inside the room, four people wearing red, yellow, blue and white Peking Opera masks were sitting around a mahogany table.
"So, our mission this time is to kidnap the kid who can draw future events?" one of the people wearing red facial makeup asked. His voice sounded condescending, and he was obviously often engaged in leadership.
Work.
"Yes, the order from the headquarters is indeed true, Commander Vodaliya. But by the way, let us create some commotion here during the two sessions of Red China. This is also the intention of the headquarters." The man wearing blue facial makeup replied
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"Okay, we have lost a few people in Taiwan, what do you think, Balamanti?" the man known as the group leader Vodalilaya asked the man wearing white facial makeup.
"Now it seems that our main task is to create riots in Beijing. Only when chaos occurs can we have the opportunity to kidnap Huang Boxu." Balamti said.