At that time, they were in the wing room of the first major hall inside the gate of Qinghua Temple.

After Qinghua Mountain was occupied by the victims, not to mention the officers and soldiers, even pilgrims were not allowed to go up the mountain to burn incense and worship Buddha, for fear that the officers and soldiers would sneak in and attack them.

After Hu Qingfeng said that, he stood up and walked out.

Butcher Ye followed him immediately.

As soon as the two of them arrived in the hall, they saw the abbot Jinghui coming and clasped their hands towards them and said, "I have met two donors. The person Ye donor brought..."

Before he could finish his words, but the butcher Ye suddenly broke out: "I respect you as a monk. Don't talk to me about those things. I'm like a bad guy who is unforgivable!" As he said that, he waved his hand, pulled around the hall, and finally pointed to the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva above the hall to question - "Aren't Bodhisattvas all the sufferings and sufferings? The common people come to burn incense and kowtow every day, why don't they bless us?"

The old monk looked at him, his eyes showed compassion, and said softly: "Amitabha!"

Butcher Ye yelled again: "What's the rice tofu! We were so hurt by the dog official, and we didn't want the Bodhisattva to bless you, so we borrowed this temple to live in. What's wrong with living in this temple? We brought our own rice and grain, and donated incense and silver. What's wrong with living in it? We didn't rob you, we didn't beat you, and we didn't lock you up, so we didn't keep you, so we lived..."

Jinghui chanted "Amitabha!" repeatedly, saying "Amitabha!"

Hu Qingfeng pulled Butcher Ye and kept persuading him.

Butcher Ye struggled and his neck burst out, "...If we don't let us do this or that, you are a living Bodhisattva, why don't you go to treat dog officials? We are not all dog officials who are harmed by dog ​​officials! I'm not a good person either..."

Hu Qingfeng shouted in a low voice: "Okay!"

Butcher Ye then stopped talking indignantly.

Hu Qingfeng then turned to Abbot Jinghui and said seriously: "Please forgive me, Master. Although my friend is impatient, he has the best heart."

Jinghui hurriedly shook her head and said, "It's okay."

He felt very uncomfortable, too.

Hu Qingfeng said again: "It's complicated to say that this matter is, and it is inevitable that the master is not willing to be with it. We have no choice. These thousands of people will die soon. If you stay here, you don't want to cause trouble for the master. It's best not to interfere. Afterwards, if the imperial envoy in the court finds out our grievances, we will thank the Bodhisattva and donate incense and silver to the temple. If we are unfortunately convicted, it has nothing to do with all the masters. You will say that you were forced by us..."

Jinghui heard him say, "A few thousand people will die soon." She looked even more sad and said, "Good! The donor misunderstood. I didn't want to obstruct the donors, but the Li Zhuohang brought by Donor Ye was my friend outside. He was kind and generous, not a bad person, so please let him go..."

Butcher Ye said, "He is your friend, just look at him, and we deserve to be framed by him? You monk is also favored!"

Jinghui hurriedly said, "How could Mr. Li frame you?"

Butcher Ye said, "Or what will I do if I catch him?"

Jinghui said in surprise: "This is impossible!"

Butcher Ye was furious, "How is it impossible?"

It was clearly what he saw with his own eyes.

Hu Qingfeng smiled lightly and said, "Master, I know people but not my heart. Didn't Master Liu in Qinghua Prefecture resell official grain while reselling official food? Whether Li Zhuohang framed us will always be revealed. Anyway, it will be useful for us to arrest him, and we don't want his life. Master, don't worry." After that, he left.

Butcher Ye snorted and followed.

Jinghui looked at their backs and sighed, and was reluctant to believe what they said just now, but she didn't know what to do.

Hu Qingfeng and Ye Butcher came to the back mountain. There were many monasteries scattered on the hillside and in the valley, as well as many thatched huts that were built.

Thousands of them rushed to Qinghua Mountain. How could Qinghua Temple live in? They could only log wood, mow grass, and build sheds.

The two walked into a hillside monastery. From outside, they saw only one room. But when they entered, they had a different world. It was very big. It turned out that the mountain had been dug through.

Several peasant men were guarding the door and saw them hurriedly greetings.

Hu Qingfeng sat in the hall and said, "Bring him here!"

The two men dragged Li Zhuohang up.

Li Zhuohang suffered a great loss: he didn't know what they had fed him, his body was soft and weak, and he was transported around like goods, making his hair disorganized, his clothes dirty and wrinkled, and he looked haggard.

This was his first experience of being slaughtered by others. However, when he saw Butcher Ye and Hu Qingfeng, he was not angry and looked at the layout around him calmly. Finally, his eyes fell on Hu Qingfeng who was in the upper head.

On the way, he roughly guessed their identities from the conversation between Butcher Ye and others, but Hu Qingfeng was so gentle that he was confused.

He said: "You are victims of Qinghua Palace!"

Not a questioning tone, very sure.

Hu Qingfeng smiled and said, "Mr. Li is indeed smart."

Li Zhuohang asked: "Where is my daughter?"

Hu Qingfeng said: "Don't worry, Miss Li is fine. I want to ask Mr. Li to help me. After the matter is done, it will be easier to see Miss Li."

Li Zhuohang asked: "I would like to ask the name of the Lord of the Lord?"

Hu Qingfeng said: "Hu Qingfeng is down."

He paused and said, "It's a cattle dealer."

He was stunned when he saw Li Zhuohang as he wished.

Li Zhuohang quickly returned to his calmness and said, "Brother Hu, have you misunderstood something? Why are you kidnapped by the father and daughter in the next class?"

He avoided Hu Qingfeng asking him for help, and easily shifted the topic, trying to figure out the reason for his captives and try to save himself.

Hu Qingfeng asked back: "What are the misunderstandings?"

He didn't care about giving Li Zhuohang a chance to defend himself. When Li Zhuohang made up the reason, he would throw out the news he had, tear away Li Zhuohang's true face, and break through his defenses. At that time, it would be easier to drive the convenience.

However, Butcher Ye refused.

The violent temper of killing pigs has risen and pours out everything you see and hear in Huizhou, accusing Li Zhuohang of collusion with the dog official.

Hu Qingfeng saw how Li Zhuohang reacted.

Li Zhuohang was stunned when he heard this and thought to himself: Oh no. If this is the case, it would be really hard to explain. What should I say? I couldn't help but frown and think.

He was stunned and did not escape Hu Qingfeng's eyes. Hu Qingfeng and Butcher Ye looked at each other, thinking that the profiteer did have collusion with the dog official. Next, no matter how Li Zhuohang explained, they would not listen and believed that he was hypocritical and cunning.

Butcher Ye sneered, "I have found out your details: I am not a good person, I am occupying my brother's wife, and I will not admit it even if I raise a wild breed. You are cruel and ruthless, afraid of recognizing the concubine's family property and forcing my aunt to death..."

Li Zhuohang was immediately alert and asked, "Who did you hear this?"

Butcher Ye said, "Who do you care about what you said? If you don't want others to know, don't do it yourself. Since you have done it, you still want to hide it? Can you hide it?"

Li Zhuo Hang Road: "..."

He circled in doubt.

Hu Qingfeng said: "Okay! Tell me the serious business."

He asked Li Zhuohang to write a letter to his family and send 500,000 silver; if he didn't follow him... He paused for a moment before smiling: "Our fellow villager caught many poisonous snakes on the mountain and kept them in a snake pit, which may make love..." He didn't know about Li Hanyao's raising snakes, and this was coercion of Li Zhuohang.

Butcher Ye sneered without waiting for Li Zhuohang to respond, "What are you doing with that effort? Just ask his daughter to write, so don't worry. If he is talking about the letter, we can't see it. Who can I ask for compensation if I suffer a big loss? These scholars are all full of bad water. I don't believe them."

Although Hu Qingfeng does not agree with the fact that "scholars are full of bad water", because he is a scholar at least, he has to admit that the pig slaughter can be careful occasionally. This idea is wonderful and easy to deal with.

Li Zhuohang hurriedly said: "My daughter can't write, so let me write."

However, the more anxious he was, the more Hu Qingfeng saw that Li Hanyao was his weakness, and he became more determined to force Li Hanyao to write a letter.

Where is Li Hanyao now?

Deep in another monastery.

A farmer with a tiger head and brain had a horns with sheep, dark skin, thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose and thick lips, about ten years old, wearing a gray short-sized dress, covering it tightly, and her legs were even tightened. She was placing a bamboo basket in front of two little girls, and she smiled and said, "This is a five-step snake. If it bites it, it will fall down after five steps, so it is also called a five-step down."
Chapter completed!