Two months, just like Wu Chen said, only two months Jiu never doubted his craft, and his achievements were only bound and limited by his imagination and courage. However, Wu Chen and Fa Yin are indeed determined and resolute people. At first, the puppet bug was only used on wild monsters, snakes, monkeys, and Sang Jiu was very adept at it. Until one day, Fain, who was about to die, asked him to put the worm into his body in an attempt to live beyond 200 years. This was absolutely crazy and a terrifying thing, but Fayin and the Thousand Buddhas Temple had given him shelter. Even though Sang Jiu had never been enlightened, Fayin said that Buddha was only in the heart, not on the surface. This is why Sang Jiu has persisted until now. But just now, Fa Yin died, and Yin Xiu single-handedly broke his delusion and obsession. Nanquan kills the cat... At this moment, Sang Jiu suddenly felt a sense of relief on his shoulders. "Abbot! He killed the abbot!"

Wu Chen practically wailed, pointing a finger at Yin Xiu. "Do you know what you did?" "Of course I know, but what about you? Monk, do you know what you have done?" Yin Xiu reached out, pulled the worm squirming in Fain's throat, and threw it to the ground. "It was not me who killed the abbot, but you." As the worm left his body, Fain finally breathed his last breath, and his entire body collapsed and shrank into a ball, like the empty skin left after the worm sheds its skin. "But no matter what, it's over." "Finish?" Sang Jiu smiled bitterly, "Everything has just begun." …… "Are you really not going in?" Ren Qi asked her. A Ke glanced at the wall of the Thousand Buddha Temple and shook her head worriedly, "My father said that if I just entered the Thousand Buddha Temple and was seen by him, he would break my legs." "Then why don't you just not let him see it?" Ren Qi smiled and said, "The so-called sneaking in originally means not letting anyone see it." "Well……" A Ke hesitated for a long time, holding the corner of her clothes, and finally shook her head and said, "My father didn't say anything was wrong. His instructions are always very important, for example..." "Don't eat the food in Thousand Buddha Temple and don't enter Thousand Buddha Temple, right?" Ren Qi said. "Yes." A Ke nodded, "These are two very important points."

"Then not entering the Thousand Buddha Temple can be understood as him fearing that it is too chaotic inside. He doesn't want you to eat the food in the Thousand Buddha Temple. So, does he think it is dirty inside?" "how is this possible?" A Ke said seriously: "My father is a very clean person. Even if there is a grain of ash on the rice, he will throw away the whole bowl." "So wasteful?" Ren Qi frowned, "Then do you want to know why he didn't let you in, and didn't let you eat the food inside?" "Why do you insist on asking me to enter the Thousand Buddha Temple?" A Ke was puzzled, then she laughed, "Oh, I see, you are afraid of getting lost, right? Because you are not familiar with the layout of the Thousand Buddha Temple." "Don't tell me you already know him?" A Ke was speechless, because she had never been to the Thousand Buddha Temple, so how could she know the layout inside? Thus, Ren Qi finally revealed the reason. "I have a feeling that if you stay out here, you won't survive this night." "I have lived in the mountains for so many years. I have seen all kinds of wolves, tigers and leopards. How could it be possible that..." A Ke paused, remembering the white apes with bared fangs and claws and huge weapons they met on the way to the Thousand Buddha Temple. If Ren Qi hadn't killed them all one by one with his bare hands, A Ke would probably have died on the road. Just as she had said before, she had lived in the mountains for many years and had seen jackals, tigers and leopards, but she had never seen these white apes that appeared out of nowhere. It looks like a monster, or like a monkey from somewhere who has stolen weapons and is now the king of the mountain. In this case, Ren Qi's words had to make her think seriously. "Can you predict the future?" A Ke said unconvinced. "I won't." Ren Qi sneered, "But I have a hunch, and I also know an old saying, which is that if you don't listen to advice, you will end up dead." A Ke was choked by these words. She glanced at the dark forest behind her, where no light could be seen. Finally, she nodded and said, "But it's agreed that I was only forced to go in." "bring it on." Ren Qi grabbed her lower back and before A Ke was ready, he jumped up. Before A Ke could scream, the two of them had already climbed over the high courtyard wall and landed on the ground. "Aren't you injured yet?" Only then did A Ke react and grabbed his clothes tightly, fearing that she would fall. "It has only recovered about 60%, but it is enough." "So where should we go now?"

A Ke's eyes rolled around, looking here and there. Although each building was different, some were big, some were small, and the firelight was also different. But one cannot tell the difference between them at a glance, let alone tell where Ren Qi's sword is placed. "I have to catch someone and ask him." Ren Qi turned his wrist. "Wait a minute, are you sure you're just asking?" A Ke was a little worried. Ren Qi narrowed his eyes and glanced at her. "What do you mean? Do you think I'm going to tie someone up and pick off his nails one by one with bamboo sticks? Or pour pepper water into his nose, watch him choke and cry, and laugh at the sight of him. Or should I hang his hands here and his feet there, and then…" "Stop, stop, stop." Ah Ke felt itchy when she heard this, and couldn't help but stop him, saying, "At worst, I can ask for you later." "Why do you think those monks will listen to you?" "Because I am a girl after all. Maybe it would be much easier for me to communicate with them than for you, right?" Ako moved closer to Ren Qi and winked at him playfully. Ren Qi looked at her deeply and turned away, "Ugly thing, it's good enough if you don't scare people." "..." A Ke's eyes dimmed, she lowered her head, thought for a while, and finally stepped on Ren Qi's toes and turned them hard. "Does it hurt?" she asked. "pain." "It hurts, but you don't scream?" "Because we are sneaking in, not shopping." Ren Qi said expressionlessly. "Then why don't you dodge?" A Ke said angrily. "Because it's not necessary." Ren Qi remained calm and collected. "Are you leaving now? This temple is huge, we still have a long way to go." "Well, who told us that we have something urgent to do?" A Ke retracted her foot and followed Ren Qi forward, touching her hair with her hand, "By the way, do you really think I'm ugly?" "Yes." Ren Qi looked forward.

"Okay." A Ke sighed. But she was no longer as angry as before, and just followed Ren Qi quietly. At this time, the bell for the end of the evening class in the temple had rung twice, which meant that the monks had returned to their rooms to rest, and would not go out except to go to the toilet. However, when turning around a tree, Ren Qi unexpectedly met a few monks. When he tried to pretend not to see them and walked over, the monk had already spotted them and was looking at him and A Ke with his eyes lowered. "My two benefactors, are you lost? This is the back mountain, which is mainly the area where the monks of this temple hang out." "That's right." Ren Qi got straight to the point, "A few days ago, a monk took my sword away. I heard that it was kept in the temple. I want to get it back." "Oh?" The monk thought for a moment and said, "So you are the donor who fainted at the bottom of the mountain stream?" "Probably me." Ren Qi replied. "In less than half a month, you have recovered very well." The monk was delighted and put his hands together, "God is really kind and merciful, may the Bodhisattva bless you." "Buddha bless." Ren Qi responded casually, then asked, "Where's my sword?" "Which one?" "There are six in total, the same length but different colors, and they are easy to recognize." Ren Qi replied. "Do you have any impression?" The monk turned and asked his companion. The monks traveling with me looked at each other, seemingly unaware of what was happening. Finally someone said, "Why don't we go to the Dharma Academy and ask Uncle Kongming? He is in charge of weapons, so he should know." The monks immediately nodded in agreement. The Dharma Courtyard is a place in the temple for martial monks and lay disciples to practice boxing, kung fu, swords, guns, sticks and clubs. In outside legends, he is famous for the Eighteen Arhats and the Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist. But the Thousand Buddha Temple does not have any dedicated martial monks, so the Dharma Courtyard is just a place where lost weapons are collected for people to claim or borrow. The purpose of storing weapons in the Dharma Temple was also to use Buddhist scriptures to eliminate the hostility in the weapons. When Ren Qi followed the monks closer, he saw through the door that there were many shelves in the Dharma Courtyard which was lit with dim lights. Those are weapon racks for placing weapons. As soon as he arrived here, Ren Qi knew he had found the right place. Monk Kongming is the person in charge here. He kneels on a cushion with his eyes closed. In front of him is a huge statue of an angry-faced Galan with his eyes wide open, mouth open, and a weapon in hand, looking very majestic.

When Ren Qi entered the hall, Monk Kongming immediately noticed that he was different from others. "Donor, you have the spirit of a soldier." "No." Ren Qi spread his hands, "I didn't bring any weapons." Kong Ming smiled, "I'm not talking about weapons, but the donor has the aura of weapons. I guess the donor is a swordsman?" "Can you see that?" Ren Qi sneered. “I dare not say that I can see it, but after so many years in Dharma Academy, I can still feel the difference between you and others.” "Then you must know where my six swords are kept?" "I remember it. It was right there. The murderous aura of those six swords was so strong that just by looking at them one could sense the depth of the injustice done to them. That is why I placed them before the Buddha, hoping to save him from sin." Kongming pointed to a Bodhisattva who looked kind and benevolent. Ren Qi walked over, but there was nothing but empty shelves. "Hmm?" Ren Qi looked at him. "what?" The monk was also puzzled, "I remember that these six swords were placed here." "Monks don't tell lies." Ren Qi said coldly. "Of course I won't, but where did I put it?" Kongming was not angry. He just looked at the shelves again and again, then walked to another row of shelves, which was also empty. At this point, Ren Qi knew there was no need to look any further. Therefore, when he stepped into the hall, he saw that all the weapon racks were empty. "Perhaps there are no weapons here?" "impossible." Kongming and several other monks said in unison. One of the monks said: "I remember very clearly that on the left side were various swords and knives, and on the right side were spears and sticks. Those were all picked up by the monks of our temple, and there are even a few muskets from the foreigners placed here.” "So, what about the weapons you mentioned?" Ren Qi's expression had become serious. Someone must have made a mistake, or these monks were trying to deceive him. "Yeah, where are the weapons? Why are they all gone?" Kong Ming seemed to be on Ren Qi's side at this moment, and also asked a question.

However, he soon understood from the looks in the monks' eyes that this place was under his jurisdiction, and if he didn't know, how would others know. "Think about it carefully, you can always think of it, or I can help you remember it." Ren Qi said. A Ke only felt that the atmosphere became terrifying. She knew that the methods that Ren Qi had just mentioned were not just talk, so she quickly stepped forward a little to separate him and the monk. But Monk Kongming, the head of the Dharma Academy, did not care about these things. He just scratched his head and continued to think hard. "Why? All these weapons are clearly here." He paced back and forth, his brows furrowed. Suddenly he looked up and asked the monks, "Do you have any idea?" "No……" So Kongming continued to think hard, and finally a flash of inspiration came to his mind. "Bodhisattva, behind the Bodhisattva." He immediately walked around to the Buddha statue and opened a secret compartment under the feet of the Bodhisattva. A package wrapped in a veil was clearly inside. "Is this it?" Kong Ming handed it over. Ren Qi opened the heavy package, and six of the world's fastest swords were inside. "Thank you." Ren Qi replied. He gave A Ke a look, indicating that it was okay to leave. At this moment, Kong Ming called him, "Donor, do you know what happened? Why are these six swords hidden here? What about other weapons?" "I don't know, and it's none of my business." Ren Qi pulled A Ke away, one foot already over the threshold. Suddenly, a gust of hot summer night wind blew into the hall. Ren Qi heard the sound of peeling wall paint. He turned his head and saw that the originally white wall was already damaged, with pieces of paint falling off, revealing the original color underneath. There were large stains of blood, scratches from swords and knives, and bloody palm prints. It seemed that it had been a short time, or perhaps the resentment was too heavy, the blood had not dried up and was still clearly visible, as if it had been left just now. "That palm print seems to be mine." One of the monks raised his hand. He had six fingers, and there was an extra part next to his little finger. And there was one more palm print on the wall. Ren Qi put his hand on the sword, "Then you should understand what happened, right?" Several monks in the hall paused, their faces quickly turned pale, their facial features sunken, and purple spots began to appear on their skin. Then blood soaked through their robes, flowed to the ground, and wet their shoes.

Monk Kongming opened his mouth and a worm came out of it. (End of this chapter)