The monk who was escorted by Yao Quan had an old face, probably in his fifties, and his body was very thin, with no flesh on his face, he was almost skinny.

The monk was wearing a bluish-black monk robe that was fully patched and washed until it turned white.

The monk robe was damaged in many places, and the cuffs and hem were still stained with mud and blood. It could be seen that it hadn't been washed or mended for a while, so it was no wonder that Yao Quan regarded him as a spy.

How could an ordinary monk be covered in blood?

Seeing Qin Shaoyou and Qin Qiaoer looking at him, the monk who seemed to be a spy hurriedly raised his hands and defended himself: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. My lords, I am not a spy. I am a monk from the Xia Kingdom. I have a ultimatum in my arms"

Qin Qiaoer winked at Yao Quan, and signaled him to search for the certificate in the monk's arms. At the same time, she urged the power of laws to activate her Great Summer Law, and imposed a law on this monk whose identity and purpose were unknown:

"If you confess, you will be lenient and if you resist, you will be strict! If you make false statements or deceit, you should be whipped!"

As soon as the words fell, streams of murderous black air immediately erupted from Qin Qiaoer's Great Summer Rhythm Bamboo Slip, spread to the monk, circled around him, and turned into a thorny streak above his head. long whip.

As long as the monk's next words are detected by the power of the law to be lying or deceitful, the barbed whip will fall down and the punishment will be imposed.

Qin Shaoyou called Zhu Xiucai over, and told him, "For this monk, let a monk know whether or not he can talk endlessly!"

Zhu Xiucai took the lead, found out Qin Lin's Shangshu, stimulated his literary spirit, and cast power words.

During the time in Luocheng, Zhu Xiucai not only took this Shangshu to ask Qin Lin himself for advice, but also went to the Confucian Temple and asked his master to help write some comments, not only to let the power of this Shangshu, The change is far better than before, and his own style has also improved a lot.

Now that Zhu Xiucai is bragging about his power words, both the effect and the time are much stronger than before.

When Qin Qiaoer and Zhu Xiucai finished casting their spells, Yao Quan also found the certificate from the monk's arms.

Qin Shaoyou and Qin Qiaoer took it over and glanced at it, making sure that the ultimatum is true.

According to the description above, the monk's Dharma name is Daoming, and he is a monk in a small temple in Xinglong Mansion.

Of course, the fact that the ultimatum is true does not mean that this monk Daoming has no problem.

Hu Fu and Wei Tutou, the former caravan chiefs, held the Daxia Dynasty household registration and road guides, which were also genuine.

Qin Qiaoer, after reading the document, listened to the incident report from Yao Quan. With a straight face, she asked, "You said you were not a spy, so why did you sneak around here?"

At this moment, Qin Shaoyou turned his eyesight, nose, and hearing to the maximum. He used his eyes to observe the changes in Monk Daoming's expression, as well as the condition of his muscles, bones, skin, and limbs. The nose was used to smell the breath of Monk Daoming. To see whether he is a human or a demon, whether there is any evil spirit in his body, as for the defense, it is used to listen to monk Daoming's breathing and heartbeat, to see if there are any changes in speed, so as to judge whether he is lying.

After listening to Qin Qiaoer's words, Monk Daoming hurriedly explained: "I saw that there was a piercing cloud arrow, and I thought that I was not a sneaky person who came to help. I was afraid that there would be evil spirits in the village, so I hid in the grass. Watch carefully."

The Whip of Law hanging above Monk Daoming's head did not respond.

Qin Shaoyou's eyesight and hearing did not detect any signs of lying, and Miao Bi did not smell evil spirits from Monk Daoming.

But Qin Shaoyou was not without gains.

He found that although Monk Daoming had thick calluses on his hands, he was an ordinary person. He had no energy fluctuations on his body, and even his blood was ordinary, even somewhat deficient.

So Qin Shaoyou asked with some curiosity: "You are an ordinary person, how can you help?"

"I can't help with other things, but I can help the dead to be buried and saved"

When Monk Daoming said this, he cast his eyes on the corpses of the villagers who had been attacked by mountain monsters and evil spirits, clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows, and muttered aloud Amitabha.

"Um?"

Qin Shaoyou frowned slightly.

At this moment, he actually smelled something familiar from Monk Daoming.

It's a bit like the taste of Master Suquan

No, to be more precise, it's the smell of the patchwork robe worn by Master Pixel Quan.

Qin Shaoyou was wondering what was going on. After Zhu Xiucai checked the contents of the bags on the cart, he turned back with a strange expression and reported to Qin Shaoyou and Qin Qiaoerhui:

"My lord, Commander Qin, those bags on the cart are full of ashes! Human ashes!"

The gazes of Qin Shaoyou and Qin Qiaoer became fierce in an instant.

"What happened to those ashes?" Qin Qiaoer asked.

Monk Daoming was not frightened by her, sighed softly, and said slowly: "They are refugees who escaped from the war and died on the way. Some of them were killed by bandits and bandits, and some were eaten by evil monsters and ghosts. After chanting scriptures for their dead souls, burn their bones, crush them into ashes, and take them with you so that they can be sent back to their hometown. Because there are too many dead people on the way, I can only find a car Available carts on which to transport the ashes."

After speaking these words, the Whip of Law hanging above Monk Daoming's head still did not respond.

Qin Shaoyou didn't find any signs of lying on him.

Coupled with Zhu Xiucai's "Knowing Everything without Saying Nothing", it can be basically confirmed that what Monk Daoming is telling is the truth.

If he lies, it can only show that his strength is far superior to Qin Shaoyou, Qin Qiaoer and others!

If they were really experts of that level, they would have attacked them directly, so why bother to lie and deceive others?

Qin Shaoyou and Qin Qiaoer discussed in a low voice, and basically dispelled the doubts about Monk Daoming, and handed over the certificate to Zhu Xiucai, asked him to take it back to Monk Daoming, and ordered: "Since you really came to help, go to Help save the victims here~lightnovelpub.net~ Monk Daoming took the ultimatum, put it back in his arms, clasped his hands together, and said yes.

Qin Shaoyou stared at him, and suddenly asked again: "By the way, monk, Xinglong Mansion is not peaceful now. If you go around to save the dead and send the dead home, you won't be afraid of encountering evil spirits or bandits and being harmed by them." ?”

Monk Daoming clasped his palms together, recited Amitabha, and then sighed softly:

"How can there be peace in this world today? Even if I stay in the temple and ring the bell and chant the Buddha, the evil spirits and ghosts will still come to the door. It's better to walk around and do what I can. Even if I was really killed, it's not bad a relief.

Moreover, perhaps because I am too thin and have no flesh and blood, although I encountered some ghosts along the way, they either turned a blind eye to me, or walked away after seeing me from a distance, but none of them rushed to eat me of.

As for bandits and bandits, I am a poor monk, and I have no money, no food, except for a string of rosary beads, I only have such a cart of ashes, even if they rob me, what is the use? It's better to keep me, wait for them to die, help them restrain and bury them, and read a few Buddhist scriptures to save them."

After saying this, he looked at Qin Shaoyou and Qin Qiaoer, and asked, "My lords, do you have anything else to ask?"

"No more." Qin Shaoyou shook his head.

Monk Daoming recited the sound of Amitabha, and immediately walked to the side of the victim's body that was gathered together for burial.

He folded his palms together first, exchanged a word with Monk Ma, and then began to chant sutras.

What Monk Daoming recited was just the ordinary Ksitigarbha Sutra.

But when he was chanting sutras to save these victims, Qin Shaoyou vaguely saw strands of golden light emanating from his body through his eyesight.

This is

Buddha light? !