Xuanxia

Chapter 198 Doubt

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A big bell rang above the Fanyin Temple.

The fire at the gate was finally put out. Fortunately, the gate was made of copper and iron, so it was not seriously damaged. However, the gate and the wall were all burnt black, and the trees beside the wall were completely burned, which was really ugly.

But for the monks in the temple, the most important thing at the moment is not such a trivial matter as burning the temple gate.

Fa Jing looked solemn as he led several monks and a group of lay disciples, strode to the door of the lay disciples' room, and kicked the door open with a heavy kick!

With a loud bang, the fragile wooden door shattered on the spot and scattered all over the ground.

Li Qing was the only one in the room, holding his chest and coughing. When he saw Fa Jing and the others rushing in, he sat up in astonishment: "What, what happened?"

"Why weren't you at the temple gate just now?!"

Fa Jing shouted sternly.

A trace of panic flashed across Li Qing's face: "I, I was here from the beginning, but I was kicked... Qing, Brother Qing helped me back!"

"Really?" Fa Jing narrowed his eyes.

Someone behind him nodded: "It seems to be the case. I saw it. He opened the door and was kicked. Then Brother Qing helped him walk away."

How many people responded?

"Zhou Qing?"

Fa Jing narrowed his eyes, turned around and asked, "Has anyone seen Zhou Qing?"

Everyone looked at each other, all of them showing confusion.

"Where's Zhou Qing?"

Fa Jing's face was clearly filled with murderous intent... and a hint of panic. He stared at Li Qing: "Tell me! Where is he?"

Li Qing covered his chest and murmured, "He, he..."

"I'm here!"

At this moment, Fu Qingzhou's voice came from not far away: "Brother Fajing, what's wrong?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Fu Qingzhou, dressed in a disciple's uniform, walking towards them with a dazed look on his face.

He was holding a basket with some herbs in it.

Fa Jing strode forward and grabbed him by the collar: "Where have you been?!"

Fu Qingzhou was "shocked and confused": "What happened to my brother? Li Qing was kicked and injured. I went to the herb field to pick some herbs for his external injuries!"

"You also know pharmacology?!" Fa Jing sneered, "Tell me, who are you?"

Fu Qingzhou frowned and pushed Fa Jing away: "Brother, what's wrong with you? I have always been good at pharmacology. I used to live in the home of my uncle who is a doctor for a few years... This Brother Fanu can also vouch for me!"

Fa Jing frowned and stared at Fu Qingzhou.

Fu Qingzhou also had a look of resentment as if he had been wronged, and glared back without any courtesy.

"Humph……"

After a long while, Fa Jing finally spoke: "Zhou Qing, did you know that when those people attacked the temple gate just now, an outsider entered the Sutra Library?"

Fu Qingzhou looked confused: "Ah? What does that have to do with me?"

"In the entire temple, there were less than five people whose whereabouts were unknown at that time!"

Fa Jing's eyes widened: "You are one of them!"

Fu Qingzhou was furious: "Damn it, I just helped Li Qing back and went to collect herbs to treat his injuries, and you doubt me! Why don't you doubt others!"

"Do you think other people are not under suspicion?" Fa Jing sneered, "There is no point in talking more. Come with me... When we get to the Great Hall, we will have a way to tell whether what you said is true or not."

After that, he said loudly: "Take Li Qing with you!"

The monks rushed forward and lifted up Li Qing who was still coughing.

He probably broke two or three ribs and was howling in pain, but those people ignored him and just carried him away.

Fu Qingzhou was also surrounded by several people, but he widened his eyes, waved his arms vigorously and shook those people off.

"I can walk on my own!"

He angrily said, "I don't need you!"

Fa Jing squinted his eyes and looked at him, snorting, "Let him go by himself. With so many people around, he won't be able to escape." The group headed towards the main hall. The air pressure was extremely low along the way and no one dared to speak. Only Li Qing's cough could be heard from time to time.

He didn't dare to look at Fu Qingzhou, but there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

However, Fu Qingzhou noticed the boy's eyes and guessed something.

"This guy might be thinking of dying for me." Fu Qingzhou smiled bitterly in his heart: "He is a loyal and righteous man."

He called out, "Old man, it's time for you to take action again. If you want to seize the body of the monk here, you have to put in more effort."

The smoker responded lazily: "Tell me, what do you want me to do again?"

"I wonder if they will use magic like illusion to interrogate me."

Fu Qingzhou said: "I'm fine, I have plenty of ways to deal with it, but Li Qing is a kid that can't be dealt with. If he is really cast a spell on you, you have to find a way to help him get through it."

"Tsk..." The Smoker said dissatisfiedly, "Does it mean that besides protecting you, I also have to protect other trash?"

Fu Qingzhou was very tired: "Just tell me whether you want to help or not. If not, I will take Li Qing with me and kill him right now, and you can forget about your physical body."

"..."

After a moment of silence, the Smoker snorted coldly: "Alright, alright, I'll help you, but let me make it clear, if that bald guy from the Cave Heaven Realm comes, I won't be able to protect Li Qing from a distance without telling him."

A group of people soon arrived at the main hall. The hall, which was usually filled with Buddhist chants, was now extremely solemn and solemn.

Under the Buddha statue, three monks stood upright with stern brows and cold eyes. One of them was Fa Nu.

Fu Qingzhou also had an impression of the other two people. Like Fa Nu, they were the ones who sat in the front row when the Buddha was chanting on weekdays... They were probably the disciples with the highest level of attainment among the disciples of the Fa generation in the temple.

He thought about it carefully and realized that he had seen them before when he was distributing resources. The two men were Fa Ming, a warrior at the eighth level, and Fa Chan, a magician at the seventh level.

The scene was like a court. These three monks were the judges, and the rest of the monks all stood by with their heads bowed.

There were two monks who were given seats in the field. They were pale and sweaty. They sat among the crowd, but they forced a smile and chatted with their fellow monks around them.

Fu Qingzhou saw at a glance that these two people were probably suspects, but they had been interrogated and confirmed not to be them, so they were cleared of suspicion.

He and Li Qing were pushed by Fa Jing into the main hall and went to the "court".

Compared to Li Qing who was so nervous that he was sweating profusely, Fu Qingzhou was very calm - because the three monks of the Yuan generation were not there.

"Senior brother."

Fa Jing stood aside and said in a deep voice: "Li Qing, Zhou Qing, during the chaos just now, no one saw where these two were."

Fa Nu's gaze was the first to glance over.

The look he gave Fu Qingzhou was cold and indifferent. Where was the cordiality of "fellow villagers meeting each other" as before?

But he said nothing. After briefly glancing at Fu Qingzhou, he turned to Li Qing.

"Roll up their sleeves."

Fa Nu said calmly: "The man who fought with me injured his forearm."

The next second, Li Qing's sleeves were rolled up - there was no injury at all.

Fu Qingzhou's arms were also exposed, and both of his arms were covered with small scars, but those scars had already scabbed over.

Upon seeing this, Fanu’s eyes widened.

"It's him?"

Fa Ming, a tall monk beside Fanu, frowned and said, "But if it was a newly injured hand, how come it has scabs?"

"Brother, it's not me!" Fu Qingzhou pretended to be wronged and argued loudly: "This is what I left when I practiced swordsmanship with Brother Fanu these days!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Fa Nu.

Fa Nu frowned tightly. This was true. His method of teaching sword skills was a bit rough. He always required the opponent to personally fight and experience the horror of the Ming Wang Sword. Under the raging sword energy, there would always be some scars left.

After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, "Hmph... Even if it wasn't you who sneaked into the Sutra Library, I would still suspect you, Zhou Qing!"

Fu Qingzhou was shocked: "Brother, what are you talking about?!"

"That man in black is very familiar with the Ming Wang Sword I use!"

Fa angrily shouted, "In the entire Fanyin Temple, besides Master, Uncle Master, and me, you are the only one who has learned the Mingwang Sword! It is you who colluded with the enemy and passed on the secret of the Mingwang Sword!"

"How ridiculous that I went into the Sutra Library today, hoping to find some methods to strengthen your foundation... If not for this, I wouldn't have run into that thief, and wouldn't have known that the secret of the Ming Wang Sword had already been leaked!"

(End of this chapter)