C55 Find five roots(1)

The majority of the statues of Buddha in Chicken Sonic Temple were of the golden color, the rich, light, and elegant fragrance couldn't help but cause one's heart to become solemn, and their anxious emotions would naturally be relieved.

Wang Tieniu brought Xiong Zifeng to a rather remote corner, turned his head, and asked Xiong Zifeng with a smile. "Zi Feng, how is your Uncle County Governor Jiang doing?"

"In reply to Lord, my uncle is free from the Yellowsand Gang, and the entire Ba Zhong County is under his control." Xiong Zifeng respectfully cupped his hands in greeting towards, and in his heart, he felt that it was strange that this General Wang seemed to be friendly to him.

"No need to call me Lord, just call me Uncle Wang!" "Your father and I were extremely close. If I hadn't gone out to do public business back then, your father wouldn't have …" Wang Tieniu rubbed his face, his voice choked with emotions, "You … And Big Brother Jing Tian … It's really similar! "

"Uncle Wang, you know my father? What happened to him back then? " Xiong Zifeng grabbed onto Commander Wang Tieniu's arm, the veins in his hands bulged, and his face twitched.

"This... "I can't say this, Feng'er, you have to practice your martial arts well. Only when you succeed the position of the head of the Vajra Gate will you have the qualifications to touch on that matter." Wang Tieniu pulled away from Xiong Zifeng's grasp, as if he felt that something was wrong with his emotions. Wang Tieniu was afraid that he would not be able to hold back and pour out everything, he rubbed the corners of his eyes, and took out that sad look.

"Feng'er, let's go handle the case first!" "If you need anything in the future, come and find uncle." Wang Tieniu then looked at Xiong Zifeng who was crouching on the ground with his shoulders trembling, lightly patted his shoulder, and then quickly left.

After a while, Xiong Zifeng calmed himself down, so many years had passed, his father's matter had always been on Xiong Zifeng's mind. Standing up, he calmed himself down and tried to smile, then walked towards Mu Tu and Wang Yuyan.

Seeing that although Xiong Zifeng had a smile on his face, his mood was clearly strange. But Xiong Zifeng obviously did not want to say more, so he could only stay silent.

Mu Tu and the other two came to the front hall, preparing to look for a few monks to ask them about the unusual actions the five of them had made in the recent days.

If one had to choose among the monks the most outstanding in terms of expression and communication, then the hermit monk in the front hall was definitely not to blame.

The Chicken Sonic Temple was an ancient Buddhist temple, and in front of the front entrance of the hall, there was naturally a golden sandalwood Buddha statue standing alone, and in the back room, there was the famous Buddhist statue of the Four Heavenly Kings, staring at them angrily.

The guest monk Wu Yan respectfully stood under the Buddha statue of Wei Tuo, smiling as he watched the pilgrims walk into the Chicken Sonic Temple, this was his work and also a form of training for himself.

Mu Tu took the chance to rush to Little master Wu Yan's side and asked: "Little master, do you know that the Wugen's little master that was in charge of the pharmacist tower has disappeared?"

From that day onwards, Mu Tu realised that as long as he let go of Wang Yuyan's hands for a little while, her complexion would immediately change, and then burst out, retaliating by pressing himself against the wall to take it.

This was currently within the temple. No matter where one went, they would not be able to let go. If something like this happened here, the Buddha would definitely be jealous.

Wu Yan looked at the crowd and saw that the space was quite large. He rubbed his numb face and uncomfortably shook his leg and threw his arm.

"Yesterday morning, there was a rumor in the temple that Junior Brother Wu Jian had disappeared. This feeling of panic really makes one uneasy!"

He didn't even have time to eat the chicken calls and blessings left over from the Hundred Flavors Temple. Normally, these blessings were his junior's favorite food and he would have to compete with his fellow brothers for it every time.

As for the others, Sir, you have already seen them. As a novice monk, I have to be here every day to welcome the bustling pilgrims. How would I pay attention to other matters?

If Benefactor wants to know more about the specific situation, you'll need to find me, the Master Kongwen, to take care of it. Although he is usually a bit strict, he is indeed extremely concerned about us. "

The crowd continued to move forward, and the guest monk stepped forward, smiling as he invited the pilgrims in to offer incense sticks of time. Mu Tu and the other two looked at each other and could only exit, to find the Chicken Sonic Temple to take charge of the Master Kongwen.

The main host would normally stay in the main hall. Here, the room was filled with buddhas and all kinds of small arhats. There were also many famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on both sides of the hall. Last night the wind was sparse and drizzling, and the dawn light spilled over the temple. The morning bell was ringing away, and the pilgrims were gathering in secret.

Mu Tu and the others walked over gently, wanting to ask the questions after the mages finished their homework. But who knew that the moment the three of them entered the room, the mage opened his eyes, his gaze lacking some intelligence, "Masters, is there anything you would like to ask Old Na?"

"Mage, we were ordered by Master Wang to investigate the case of the missing Wugen's little master. I wonder if you have any leads?" Mu Tu pulled Wang Yuyan to Master Kong Wen's side and whispered.

"Amitabha, the level of this Chicken Sonic Temple is currently not on the same level as the other five characters, so only these five are considered good. "Normally, he would only be a bit greedy. He hasn't done anything and has never offended anyone. I hope that he will be safe and sound!" Master Kongwen clasped his hands together and slowly closed his eyes. The old monk meditated, as if he was just pretending to be Mu Tu and the rest.

Seeing that the Master Kongwen was meditating again, Mu Tu could only exit the main hall, preparing to go to the Marriage Hall to inquire.

The Marriage Hall was one of the most agile side halls in the Chicken Sonic Temple. Inside the side chamber sat the Great Mercy, Guan Zhengwen and Bodhisattva. It was said that the men and women who came here in the past for a marriage were finally able to have a happy family.

The request for a marriage was based on a fixed set of procedures. The customer had to tell the Bodhisattva his or her specific situation, then toss out the lot. After shaking out a bamboo stick, he would hand it over to his or her master.

However, because of the disappearance of the Wugen's little master, the number of couples who came to the temple to seek fate had decreased.

Wang Yuyan first pulled Mu Tu to kneel on the prayer mat, then respectfully kowtowed three times to the Bodhisattva in the Marriage Hall, bowing deeply, and telling them about his situation in a low voice.

After that, he closed his eyes and shook the lot, all the way until a bamboo stick fell out.

With regards to this kind of talkative industry where people speak nonsense and people speak nonsense, Xiong Zifeng obviously did not believe them. With his hands folded in front of him, he waited for Mu Tu and his companion to disappear and then rushed forward and kowtowed three times, took out a bamboo stick and stuffed it into his sleeves.