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Chapter 111 Shomyoji Temple
Shomyo-ji Temple was built by the Hojo clan and has a history of more than a thousand years. Every evening, the bells in the bell tower of this quiet and ancient temple will ring. This is the "Shomyo Evening Bell" one of the Eight Views of Kanazawa.
Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka sneaked into the temple early the next morning as instructed by Yukimi. In the early morning, apart from the little monk cleaning the courtyard, there were only birds chirping on the branches.
The two of them followed the route map drawn by Yuecheng Xuejian and went straight to the Zen room. Master Xuanyi had already prepared tea and had been waiting for a long time.
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Yukimi was wearing a white kimono with small furisode embroidered with pine leaves and cranes. Her hair was tied up in the most complicated bun and a headdress was hung on it. She was escorted to the temple by Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who held an umbrella for her.
Since they were here to fish, both of them were dressed to attract attention. Not only did Yukie wear a kimono that made it difficult for her to move around in, but Akutagawa Ryunosuke also wore a black coat that he never took off, and a suit that was so formal that even the shirt and tie underneath were matched. Standing next to Yukie, he looked like the perfect gangster's daughter + bodyguard.
The abbot and the supervisor led ten monks and stood on both sides of the road. Xue Jian looked straight ahead with a very arrogant demeanor. When he saw the abbot, he just nodded slightly and clasped his hands together.
"Master Xuanming, my daughter is in great health this year. I think it's because she made a wish when she visited the temple seven years ago. The Buddha appeared and I came here to fulfill my wish."
The kind-looking Master Xuanming chanted the Buddha's name, "It is the benefactor's kindness and sincerity that moved the Buddha and made him healthy."
The old monk said she was merciful to a gangster, and she didn't even blush when she lied. Xuejian was secretly dissatisfied.
But he put on an expression of great emotion, held Akutagawa Ryunosuke's hand, and followed Xuanming to the main hall.
Shomyoji Temple has long lost its former glory. As Xuejian walked along, she felt that Shomyoji Temple was much more desolate than she remembered. The traditional Pure Land-style courtyard was unattended. Just by looking at the stagnant pond water and the trees without any signs of pruning, she could guess that there had been no pilgrims here for a long time.
Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned his head and pretended to help the young lady walk carefully up the stairs, and whispered, "Crossing this bridge is the main hall. If we want to launch a surprise attack, crossing the bridge and worshipping in the hall are the best times."
"I guess it's for worshipping. It's perfect for exposing the back of the neck for people to chop."
The reward requires the real head of Yuecheng Xuejian.
When Akutagawa Ryunosuke mentioned that she used him as bait, he got angry. He glared at her and pressed his hands on her shoulders even harder. Xuejian almost cried out in pain.
Fortunately, after crossing the bridge, we arrived at this small main hall. The golden statue of Tathagata was still compassionate, with his eyes lowered, as if asking the people sitting below why they were troubled.
Xuejian took the three incense sticks handed to her by Master Xuanming and knelt down to kowtow devoutly.
Seven years ago, the eldest daughter, who was only 11 years old and felt desperate about her dark future, followed her ancestors to this temple. After eavesdropping on the conversation between her father and others, she made a wish to the Buddha, asking him to give her the power to protect herself.
The next day, the eldest lady discovered that she had awakened new superpowers and took the first step to change her life.
It might be an accidental success, but Xuejian still felt it necessary to fulfill the original owner's wish. She has been a little weird ever since she went to the cursed world.
When she bent down and lowered her head, she heard the roaring of swords and weapons all around her. When she raised her head, everything was quiet again.
She ignored it and finished her worship and placed the incense on the incense table before turning around. She saw that the temple, which had been peaceful and distant and exuded the scent of sandalwood, was now covered with large patches of blood. The muddy fishy smell washed away the fragrance on Xuejian's clothes.
And the Buddha still smiled compassionately.
Xuejian sneered. How could a temple that had been involved with the mafia for many years be a good thing? They wanted to get a piece of the pie just by seeing the bounty order. How could it be such a good thing?
Master Xuanming's head rolled on the ground, and his ferocious and angry eyes met hers.
While she was stunned, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was pinching the little monk's neck on the right, flashed over and blocked her behind him.
Xuejian poked him amusedly, "No need, I'm not afraid of this."
"I'm not afraid, it's dirty."
How could someone use such a cold and magnetic voice to make trouble and take care of more than ten people in one breath? Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't even have his breathing disordered, but Yukie was upset by his ascetic voice.
She glanced all over Akutagawa Ryunosuke's body and suddenly found that Akutagawa's legs were trembling slightly, which was impossible to see without careful observation.
Xuejian's face darkened. "Okay, this is just an appetizer. Our real target hasn't come out yet."
Shomyoji was so hungry that he took the risk to get the bounty from this reclusive person who had been bedridden for many years and looked easy to deal with. The real big fish has not been hooked yet.
"Come on, accompany me to visit Master Xuanyi, he is the real high monk."
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The Zen room of Master Xuanyi is deep in the back mountain of Shomyoji Temple, next to the memorial statue of Hojo Saneki. Nakajima Atsushi stayed there for half the night and finally saw Izumi Kyoka, who was on guard outside, come back. "Here she comes."
Nakajima Atsushi immediately stood up and stretched his muscles. At first, he wanted to let Izumi Kyoka stay here and let him keep watch outside, but Xuejian's plan specifically stated that he must stay by Master Xuanyi's side, so the obedient boy could only do as he was told.
Master Xuanyi, who had been chanting Buddhist sutras all night, opened his eyes and smiled, "Is the young lady here?"
Nakajima Atsushi was about to reply, but then he remembered that Xuejian had told him that when he met someone, he should not say anything other than stating that he was the one who asked them to come, so he quickly shut his mouth.
"Do you know why the young lady came here, and why she designated you to look after me instead of that female donor?"
Nakajima Atsushi puffed his cheeks and still said nothing.
"There's something behind your neck that only I can untie."
Nakajima Atsushi subconsciously touched his neck and said, "Don't try to fool me."
Before Xuan Yi could even smile a compassionate smile or say something deceiving, he was interrupted by a rapid knock on the door.
"who."
The strange male voice outside paused for a moment, "Excuse me for disturbing you, my young lady invites Master Xuanyi to the main hall for a chat."
It’s not Miss Yukimi and Akutagawa, it’s that group of mercenaries!
Nakajima Atsushi's pupils dilated, and his hands quietly transformed into tiger claws, and then he put on specially made gloves that only exposed his nails.
"Then please come in."
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Izumi Kyoka's Yasha Shirayuki has a variety of uses. As an extremely human external supernatural power, it can be called a sentry and a must-have for home and travel.
Izumi Kyoka released her special abilities and monitored the gloomy forest in front of them together with herself.
Soon a team of well-trained mercenaries attacked from the foot of the mountain. Izumi Kyoka did not dare to delay. While commanding Yasha Shirayuki to deal with this group of people, she quickly returned to the meditation room to inform Nakajima Atsushi, "They are coming."
In just a short while, this team was killed by Yasha Baixue, followed by the second and third batches. This time she did not let Yasha Baixue go all out, but instead left a flaw and pretended to escape exhausted, allowing the remaining five or six people to come to the meditation room.
...Although she didn't understand why Tsukishiro Yukimi asked her to leave a few people for Nakajima Atsushi to deal with, she still did as she was told.
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When Yukimi and Akutagawa went up the mountain, Nakajima Atsushi had just dealt with the group of mercenaries and was breathing heavily. Izumi Kyoka supported him and was obviously frightened: Normally, this would only take the blink of an eye for Nakajima Atsushi.
Xuejian's face looked increasingly ugly. After comforting her with a few words, she went straight to the meditation room, not forgetting to close the door.
"Master Xuanyi, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you all right?"
"Thanks to the young lady, everything is fine."
"Then I won't beat around the bush. As someone who was able to give my father advice and help him live ten more years, you must know how to unlock the mark on the child outside the door."
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