When they got home, Chan Hongyi and Yi Qinglan had already left.
Leave a note.
Chan Hongyi went to find the tomb of her previous life, and Yi Qinglan stayed with her.
"This girl."
Chen Yi smiled and shook his head, then burned the note, sat down cross-legged, and began to warm the lotus body, laying a solid foundation for the future maturation of karma, advancement to godhood, and spiritual transformation.
With the first bloom of Hua Guang.
The green lotus blossoms are in full bloom, and the soft fairy light is dense, wrapping around the body, filling the room, and even covering the entire community. All passers-by are enlightened.
Those who are confused and confused can see through the bottleneck, those who have been ill for a long time can finally recover from their old injuries, and those who practice swordsmanship can achieve great swordsmanship overnight.
Three days later.
The phone vibrated frequently, and several messages came in. The vast spiritual energy lingering around the room instantly flowed back to the acupoint between the eyebrows, and the butterfly mark became clearer.
Chen Yi opened his eyes.
It was Beihuang's message: "Father, the monk has been caught."
"Um?"
Chen Yi's expression showed a hint of interest: "Have you passed the review?"
"Tried."
Beihuang replied quickly, with helplessness mixed between the lines: "This guy is very strict and used all kinds of methods, but he didn't ask for a single key piece of information."
"and."
"I suspect that his mind is not normal. He always repeats about the Buddha's country, the underworld, etc., as if his memory has been forcibly tampered with by some existence in advance."
"Except for the content that was implanted later, I don't know anything else."
Chen Yi raised his eyebrows:
"Is there such a thing? What about searching for souls? Just try searching for souls?"
"Tried that too."
Beihuang sent a sighing emoticon: "His memory has been sealed, and nothing can be found. If we continue to go deeper, I am afraid that the restriction will be triggered."
The memory ban is triggered, and there are two results.
One is death by sudden death.
The second is to become an idiot.
No matter what outcome, Beihuang and Longhan officials were not willing to see it. After all, they spent a lot of energy and material resources to capture the monk.
Chen Yi thought for a moment:
"so."
"Now you're going to start the trial again, and I'll see if I can find any loopholes."
"good!"
A little while.
Beihuang uploaded the video.
Connected.
In the black-clad guard's prison, Beihuang came to the interrogation room. A man and a woman were already sitting on top, whispering and discussing something. They were Li Qingjun and Yan Chixia.
In front of them, a novice monk wearing silver chains on his hands and shackles on his feet was imprisoned in an interrogation chair. His face was expressionless. Judging from his demeanor, he did not look like a prisoner at all.
"Sister Beihuang."
Li Qingjun stood up and said hello, while Yan Chixia nodded to show respect.
"Um."
Beihuang nodded in response, then moved a chair, found an empty seat and sat down, then adjusted the camera and pointed it at the novice: "You are judging you, don't worry about me."
Both of them are human beings, so they can naturally guess who Beihuang is video chatting with.
Get straight to the point.
"Fellow Taoist, are you still not going to explain?"
Li Qingjun asked first.
"Amitabha."
The novice responded calmly:
"The poor monk is a friend, not an enemy. He is here only to save all sentient beings. But you, now that a great disaster is approaching, instead of thinking about how to deal with it, you are making things difficult for the poor monk..."
"Monk!"
only.
Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden roar and thunder on the ground. The next second, vast sword intent fell from the sky and intertwined into a human figure:
"Do you know me?"
The novice monk, who had maintained an upright posture not long ago, suddenly stood up.
It's like seeing a ghost!
