The statue is huge and towering.
It has three heads and eight arms.
The one in the center has three eyes between the eyebrows, a green face and fangs, and a fierce look.
The one on the left has lowered eyebrows and compassionate eyes.
The one on the right is neither sad nor happy, with a cold expression.
The bronze glowed with a cold light.
Weird and chilling.
There is nothing grand or sacred about it.
Just looking at it, sweeping the entire scene, an inexplicable majestic pressure surged in, forcing him to lower his head.
"Don't look at the Heavenly Mother for too long," Min Xu said, leading Chen Jing to worship Him.
After lighting the incense, leave the hall.
At Chen Jing's request, he took him around.
The Temple of Heavenly Mother may seem grand, but the most important thing is the statue of Heavenly Mother.
and a brass bell on the bell tower.
The bells that Chen Jing heard a few days ago rang from here.
It rings every morning and evening to separate yin and yang in this gray world without sun and moon.
Most of the other palaces are empty, or have beds arranged as residences for monks and apprentices, or weapons and food.
But the traces left on the walls prove that other statues were once placed here.
Chen Jing asked.
Minxu just smiled and shook his head without answering.
Why are they not seen now?
Why did Heavenly Mother move them?
He didn't ask further questions, just took a deep look and continued walking with Min Xu.
Chen Jing was arranged to stay in the room in the lower left corner.
Besides him, there are three other people living there, all of whom have cultivation base.
but......
How does Jade really see other people's cultivation?
It seems that among the monks I met, she is the only one who has this ability.
It’s time to ask for advice.
Chen Jing exchanged greetings with them, sat cross-legged on the bed, and continued practicing.
The three of them were busy with their own business.
Move the bucket at the door into the door and move him out again.
Take apart the neatly folded mattress and put it on again.
After making sure that Chen Jing didn't pay attention to them, San San worked for a while, then they all sat down at the door and started discussing in whispers.
Wait for some time to pass.
They called Chen Jing to have a meal, but before he could even exchange a few words, he went to practice again.
The three of them looked at each other.
Not only did they have to monitor Chen Jing, they also had the task of extracting words from him.
Where exactly does it come from?
What kind of exercises are you practicing?
How long have you been practicing? Do you have any mental problems?
What is the true attitude towards the Sin Zhou family?
Even if it has been proven that he is not a subordinate of those people that Heavenly Mother is afraid of, he is not guilty of the Zhou family.
But...that doesn't mean he is necessarily clean.
But this person doesn’t give him a chance.
Are you practicing so hard?
Chen Jing
The bells ring and night falls.
No matter how reluctant the three of them were, they could only crawl onto the bed and cover themselves with quilts.
Yingke Yili.
Yu Huanzhen looked at the street from the crack of the window.
Those cockroach-like scavengers showed up on time.
The few monks who were monitoring them did not leave, and they were able to put aside their wealth and lie with the scavengers, but their eyes never left the inn.
Jiang Queer made a gesture to indicate whether he wanted to take action now.
Jade really shook his head.
It's still very chaotic outside, so it's too conspicuous to go out at this time.
She came back and was about to whisper something in her ear.
There were heavy footsteps in the corridor.
She pulled Jiang Que'er, lay down on the floor, closed her eyes, and pretended to sleep.
The door bolt rang slightly and was pushed open a crack.
People outside the house peeked for a while.
He stepped away again.
Jiang Que'er was about to open her eyes, but Yu Hua really pulled her hand under the quilt.
The two of them counted silently in their hearts.
After two quarters of an hour passed, the door bolt made a louder noise and was completely pushed open.
The man walked in.
He stepped over the two "female slaves", went straight to the mattress, and started rummaging around.
"No change of clothes." After a while, he frowned and muttered in conclusion.
Back to the desk.
"There are thirty-six pieces of paper, and I used four."
"No waste paper."
He was investigating the environment inside the house, trying to piece together Chen Jing's behavior in the past few days from these fragmented clues.
It would be best to find some important clues to confirm the true identity of Chen Jing and those slaves.
Jade opened her eyes quietly.
The man had his back turned to him, defenseless.
The cultivation level is not high, it is only the first floor of the interior.
It's a good opportunity.
She reached into the mattress and drew her sword.
The plain girl said, Guangling sword.
The true energy is wrapped around the body, and the sword is swung silently.
One move pierced the throat from behind.
He fell straight forward.
Yu Huanzhen reached out and grabbed him. Jiang Que'er caught the slight movement and opened his eyes. Seeing that she was struggling, he reached out and pulled him gently.
The corpse fell into Yu Huanzhen's arms.
The two of them used their hands and feet to tuck him into the quilt.
"There's no one outside the door." Yu Huan really checked his breathing. Feeling a little uneasy, he stabbed his heart again, "You can talk."
Jiang Que'er probed: "What is he looking for?"
Yu Huanzhen picked up the paper and rubbed it in his hands: "It doesn't matter, he is dead now."
With that said, she walked to the window.
There were still the same few monks downstairs, and there were no extra guards.
this is a good news.
Chen Jing, who was taken into Tianmu Temple, was not in danger...
Well, not necessarily.
At least no flaws were detected.
Otherwise, no one would have quietly come over to look for clues at this moment, and they would have turned against them and sent people over to capture them.
The two of them did not climb through the window and entered the corridor openly and openly.
Sneak carefully.
The guards in the city are okay. They patrol carefully, but they don't have much skill. This city must not have been sneaked into for a long time.
The biggest headache for them is the ubiquitous scavengers.
In order to avoid patrols, they choose corners where the toilet is low, and even go to the street.
but......
Who would have thought that someone would choose to sleep in a place like this!
When they arrived at the Qian family's residence, the two of them were in a panic.
In the ear room.
The moment the bricks and tiles were uncovered, Yu Tonghui raised his head alertly.
Seeing that two teammates were left behind, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why are you here now?" He stood up quickly and asked eagerly.
"Senior Brother Tyrannosaurus is practicing martial arts, and I only have time today." Yu Huanzhen answered simply, looking around the room, "Where is Senior Brother Ji?"
Yu Tonghui suppressed a smile: "He has been putting it off for several days, but he really can't put it off today."
Jiang Queer's face turned red instantly.
Yu Huanzhen frowned: "Let's get him out."
They go out.
The yard is not big. Just look up and you can see the slave owner named Qian squatting at the door with a sad face.
She is more expensive than her own mother-in-law, and she is reluctant to beat or scold her.
I wish I could come in and help myself.
It's okay to say it's okay, but it's not okay to say it's not okay.
A black shadow struck, rustling and powerful.
It hit him on the head.
His big head was paralyzed into a cake, and his brain was bleeding.
"Senior Brother Yu, go and open the door." Jiang Que'er urged.
Yu Tonghui sighed.
Apart from thinking about breeding with them, this guy is actually pretty good.
Just knock him out, why kill him?
He walked over and opened the door.
In the house, Ji Baizhi struggled to run out, half-clothed and looking terrified.
