Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 220|The fallacy
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The candlelight flickered slightly.
The big flames couldn’t illuminate the Buddha hall, and the threshold was still dim, and even the appearance of the Buddha image could not be seen clearly.
A small offering table with two plates of fruits covered with incense ash.
The face of the Buddha statue is hidden in the darkness, and the knees of the stone statue are black and shiny because of the age. On the wooden stand next to the altar table, dozens of tablets were neatly placed, and the shadow cast on the wall was stretched out. There is no sense of solemnity, but it looks dark and secretive.
Because there is no one in the temple, the futon is empty.
——Who lit the candle? Where are people going at the moment?
The temple door was open, and two of the three incense sticks inserted in the incense burner were broken, leaving only the middle one with white smoke.
This is the cemetery. Such a gloomy layout is enough to scare people who pass by.
“Pretend to be a **** and play a ghost.” Meng Qi sneered.
Playing “Empty City Tactics” in front of a man who commanded an army of more than 100,000 troops is simply a trick.
The appearance of no one in the Buddhist hall does not mean that there is no institution.
Moreover, people can hide behind the Buddha statue, and people can stand in the blind corner behind the door, and there are dark beams.
This is the last trap of Piaoping Gebu, to prevent anyone from tracking here. Because there was not one killer who needed to come back, Piaoping Pavilion was ready to respond when the first one came back.
Unfortunately, these tricks are useless in front of Meng Qi.
——His eyes cannot penetrate the stone-carved Buddha statue, and the walls are the same, but the beams are different.
Actually, Piaopingge’s method of lighting a candle is very clever: in a dark place, the eyes of the masters of the rivers and lakes may be able to distinguish the indistinct shadows. With the candle, the eyesight will be affected by the light, and will be attracted by the light source uncontrollably, and the light is so dim that the unlit area becomes darker.
Darkness is like a huge mouth that wants to devour people.
Meng Qi clearly saw the person on the beam yawning.
This man relied on the convenient location (the unwarranted enemy couldn’t see him, and his own people couldn’t see him), and after squatting for a while, he dozed off against the main beam.
In order to keep the mystery of Piaoping Pavilion, what is the use of doing everything? When it comes to actual implementation, doesn’t it have to look at people? People have no distinction between high and low, but people’s minds are divided into oxen carts and drill fox holes to expose their killers, and then there are ambush responders who have perfunctory attitudes and even doze. How can the secrets of the killer organization continue? Keep it going?
Thinking about the brilliant and prosperous Chu Dynasty, the competent ministers are not as good as the wise men, and the national policy formulated is still unable to be implemented. After the implementation, there is no way to maintain the operation. There will always be something to happen every three times, and governing the country is like Like a tinker, there is no stopping the stuff all day long. Piaopingge, a quack killer organization, can manage all the people under it properly?
Heh.
Meng Qi ridiculed secretly, and then lost his good mood.
Hurry up and finish the matter here and go meet the doctor.
The candles in the Buddhist hall suddenly seemed to be blown by the wind and swayed.
In an instant, the people in ambush took up their weapons and leaned out half of their bodies, but none of the organs in the temple were touched, making them stare at each other. At this time, the person on the beams slowly bent over to check, and couldn’t help but yelled in a low voice for a while: “You are frizzy, what’s the matter?”
“There seems to be a gust of wind…”
The speaker is not sure about it, maybe it’s the wick doing the blame? But this candle hasn’t been lit for a long time, and it hasn’t been time to cut the lanterns.
“What nonsense, it’s too hot for everyone to be familiar with, where does the wind come from?”
The person on the beam has a pocky face. He stretched his head and looked at the long scripture banner outside the temple.
These things seem ordinary, but in fact, the poles are equipped with mechanisms, and you need to step on the stone slabs on the ground in a special order to pass smoothly. The organ hub is in the Buddhist hall. Just now the first assassin came back, and the organ was already open. Now there is no movement inside or outside. I think it is not an enemy.
“Tutou, what do you mean?”
“It may be a bird, otherwise it is a pheasant.”
Hiding behind the Buddha statue is a middle-aged monk, with an honest look, but holding a huge scimitar in his hand.
“Okay, just be more alert.” The person on the beam said impatiently.
“Ma Laojiu, what’s your tone? When the leader comes back, there will be something you look good at. Don’t think you are lazy on it, we don’t know.”
The monk glared and became angry.
The people in Fangliang didn’t want to argue with him, so they lay back with their heads bowed.
The monk was about to scold again, but was persuaded by others, saying that tonight is the day when the Harrier returns to the nest. No one can stand the trouble. The monk stopped after hearing this.
Meng Qi stood in the dark outside the window of the Buddhist hall and listened to the whole process.
The monk in the family temple is indeed a fake.
Piaopingge “strives to be safe” and refuses to leave hidden dangers even if it is a small foothold.
If the monk in the family temple colludes with Piaoping Pavilion because of money or other things, then the monk may not live long. The old monk in the temple died, and the mantle was passed on to the disciple. Probably only Piaopingge knew the true identity of the disciple.
It is even more likely that Piaoping Pavilion has taken a fancy to a family temple, and the monk of the temple “passed away unexpectedly.”
And the squire family once again “admiredly” came to invite the masters who returned to their own temple, and they had long since been replaced.
I don’t know how many places there are in Piaoping Pavilion like this.
Meng Qi has a cold face, and he knows the names of Tu Tou and Ma Laojiu.
It’s not because of the martial arts and reputation of these two people, but because Meng Qi understands the world, or he passively listens to gossip in the places where people from the rivers and lakes gather such as restaurants, tea houses, wild shops, etc., that was the trouble with Jin Yiwei back then. At that time, I looked through the document and looked through the wanted order.
There are many pockmarked faces, and there may be many people who are called Ma Laojiu who happen to be in the ninth place. The murderer who makes a giant knife nicknamed Tutougui cannot be encountered everywhere.
Tutougui is a famous bandit in the rivers and lakes. In the early years, he gathered a group of infamous guys to survive on the waterways.
They specialize in finding wealthy households to work with the official ship, and they won’t keep alive when they do it.
Later, Qi Chao went down to the sea to capture the documents, and the government chased Jin Yiwei in a hurry. The water bandits broke up in conflict due to uneven distribution of the spoils, so they broke up the group and ran away. Now that five or six years have passed, some of the water bandits were arrested by Jin Yiwei, some died in the fights, and some remained unaccounted for.
The whereabouts of Tutougui is unknown, and Ma Laojiu is another missing person in the same group of water bandits.
It seems that the people in Piaoping Pavilion do not pop out of the ground like the rumors. They still have a trace.
Meng Qi was thinking about it, and suddenly heard a burst of air in his ear.
Two peasants dressed as farmers came to the temple, wearing patched clothes, looking back from time to time.
When they saw the Buddhist hall lit a lamp and was quiet all around, they relaxed and walked into the Buddhist hall along the stone road.
Meng Qi noticed that when they were walking, they repeatedly stepped on the left, second and third, and knew that this was a mechanism.
“What’s the matter with you? How did you get in?” The Tutougui, posing as a monk, stood up and asked dissatisfiedly.
“Something happened.”
The two assassins looked earthy, and one of them said eagerly: “I came across a hard idea, and the leader was entangled. I don’t know how it is now.”
“What?”
The four people in ambush in the Buddhist hall appeared together, looking shocked.
They know how high the martial arts of the swordsman is.
If martial arts are average, how can they be able to suppress this group of murderers?
“Who is eyeing Sijia Mipu…”
“Ma Laojiu!” Tu Tougui said in a low voice, full of anger, “Is this something that can be said outside? You are becoming less and less, and the master knows that we are all dead.”
The pockmarked face on the beam of the room poked his lips when he heard the words, and retorted: “You are not afraid of death when you talk about the master outside?”
“You!”
“Okay, okay, let’s say a little less.”
Others rushed over to make a round.
The two assassins who had just returned settled down and asked: “Where is A Jia? He should be on the right path. He didn’t say anything when he came back?”
“According to the rules, he went directly to the’house’. In order to prevent tracking, the first Harrier who came back was not allowed to contact him.” Tu Tougui scratched his bald head and asked roughly. , “What hard idea did you encounter, so flustered? Could it be the group of Fengxingge guys again?”
“The people from Fengxing Pavilion did see it, but this is not for them.” The killer looked bitter, stretched out three fingers, and emphasized, “Suddenly three top-notch masters appeared. Everyone is similar to the leader, and it sounds scary.”
“How do you know that each of them is similar to the leader, and they have been hit?” Ma Laojiu hurriedly asked.
“Chasing the leader, it’s on the west mountain. The leader ran in front of our eyes and didn’t get rid of the three people behind, think about it.”
“…”
Everyone was shocked, the dim candles illuminating the bloodless faces.
“This is impossible. There are people who are higher than the martial arts leader, and there are people who are similar to him. Can one of us count ten fingers? The master will not say it, the ancestor of Qingwu When he died, the abbot of Hengchang Temple, the head of the Tianshan School, and the bad-headed Ning Changyuan. Do you mean the head of the two sects of the rivers and lakes, plus Ning Changyuan, the world’s number one swordsman, Blocked the leader?”
After Ma Laojiu finished speaking, everyone nodded.
The killer continued with a bitter face: “There is indeed an old monk who is dressed very badly. As for whether it is a bald donkey in Hengchang Temple, I am not sure. But the other two people should not seem to be very old. They looked like they were too light and they passed away in a flash, and only the shadow of the clothes could be seen. One of them might be…a female.”
“Oh?”
Tutougui is obviously also proficient in the world. He desperately recalled the masters in the world, and finally he said: “The most mysterious of the unknown masters is the bamboo swordsman. The leader once used the sword against this person. Fa has been interested. But I have never heard that this person is a female, but some people say that he ran to the court to become an official. You have not seen the face, how can you tell that he is a woman?”
“She wears pink clothes!”
Meng Qi outside the window: “…”
The national teacher is about to kill.