Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 55: Zhao Guanxiang had to be killed

Outside the city of Beijing, in Baiyun Temple.

In the past, this temple was very popular, with pilgrims coming to burn incense and worship the gods in an endless stream every day, and the temple was bustling with people.

But three days ago, the temple stopped receiving pilgrims and closed the gate early.

Today, the once bustling crowd is now deserted.

The Sanqing Hall is still solemn and dignified.

The hall was filled with curling incense and flickering candlelight.

The tall statues stand in the center of the hall, with Yuanshi Tianzun in the middle, with a kind and majestic face, and his eyes seem to contain endless wisdom and compassion. Lingbao Tianzun and Daode Tianzun sit on both sides, with solemn expressions, which make people feel awe.

Gong Xinying stood in front of the statue, looking up at the towering Three Pure Ones, with no respect in her eyes.

As a saint of the Church of Savior, she only believes in the "Mother of Life" and her subordinate gods.

Unlike these cold statues, the "Virgin Mary" is real.

Although she had never seen it, and the Salvation Church had been searching for the incarnation of the "Mother Mary", she had seen the "Mother Mary's" subordinate deity - the "Spiritual Lord of the Three Lamps" with her own eyes.

Even if it was just some of the remains of the "Spirit Master", it was enough to make her determined that she was on the right path.

The catastrophe of world destruction is approaching, and only the "Holy Mother" can save the world!
But the remains of the "Spirit Lord"... were snatched away by the minor official of the Astronomical Observatory.

If this matter were to get back to the ears of the leader, even she, the saint, would be in trouble!
The remains of the "Spirit Lord" must be recovered!
Gong Xinying clenched her fists tightly, as if she had made some kind of decision.

Just then, footsteps were heard in the hall.

She sensed someone approaching, and out of the corner of her eye she glanced over and saw that the person was the great elder of the sect, so she let down her guard.

The Great Elder came to her side and said, "Saintess, except for the blood slaves, all other people in Baiyun Temple have been dealt with."

Among the people of the Salvation Sect, only the Great Elder was given by the Sect Leader the authority to control the Blood Bodhisattva.

However, the number of Blood Bodhisattvas that the Great Elder can control alone is limited, and each Blood Bodhisattva is extremely precious. It is impossible for him to control everyone in Baiyun Temple.

Originally, in order to conceal their tracks, they did not touch the ordinary disciples of Baiyun Temple, but only controlled several core figures of Baiyun Temple, thus controlling the entire Baiyun Temple from top to bottom.

But now, they have to abandon Baiyun Temple and move to another location, so naturally they can't keep those people to get in the way.

Gong Xinying nodded calmly and asked, "Have you sorted out all the assets of Baiyun Temple?"

"We have sorted out everything we can take." The Great Elder sighed, "It's a pity that if we sell the land of Baiyun Temple in a hurry, it will arouse suspicion. We have no choice but to leave it alone."

The Salvation Church...is still very short of money.

The Baiyun Temple has long been famous in Kyoto City. Its thousand-year heritage does have a lot of heritage. The surrounding land alone is more than one hundred hectares. If it could be sold, it would be worth tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Even the things in Baiyun Temple could not be taken out and exchanged for money. One could only take away the existing savings in the temple, as well as some precious calligraphy and paintings, Buddhist instruments and the like.

Not only is it inconvenient to carry, it will also be difficult to exchange it for money when the time comes.

The Great Elder said, "Saintess, the defenses in Kyoto have been strengthened. If the disciples of the sect enter the city, it may attract attention. I plan to take the blood slaves with me tonight. Saintess and other disciples of the sect should wait for news in the temple."

Gong Xinying frowned slightly and asked, "Do you really want to kill that Sky Patrol Captain? After all, he is from the Sky Patrol."

The great elder smiled bitterly and said, "But what else can we do if we don't kill him? He took away the statue of the 'Spiritual Lord Above the Three Lamps', which contains the remains of the 'Spiritual Lord'. If it falls into the hands of the Patrol of the Heavens, unless the leader takes action, there is no chance for us to take it back."

There was one more thing he didn't say, which was that if they provoked the leader to take action, none of them would end up well.

Including the Holy Maiden Gong Xinying.

Gong Xinying also knew this truth and said, "What I mean is, why not agree to the Patrol Captain's request? As long as we can get the statue back, it would be best if we don't go against the Patrol. If we kill the Patrol Captain, even if everything goes well, it will be difficult for our people to enter Kyoto City in the future."

Upon hearing this, the Great Elder looked hesitant, as if he found it difficult to speak.

Under Gong Xinying's questioning gaze, he gritted his teeth and told the truth: "I don't have that much money."

Gong Xinying was silent. The Great Elder said angrily: "That dog official must have known the details of Baiyun Temple a long time ago... If the land is not sold, there is no such money to give him. Unless, unless it is the princess..."

Mention the princess.

Gong Xinying's eyes dimmed a little.

That day, Princess Yuzhen solemnly promised her that she would go back home to raise money.

That night, for some unknown reason, he came to Baiyun Temple to look for her again and asked to borrow a blood Bodhisattva.

Although they didn't know what happened, using the Blood Bodhisattva to control Zhao Qian'an was what the Salvation Church wanted, so they naturally agreed.

But after that day, she never saw the princess again.

Gong Xinying gently placed her hand over her heart, a feeling of uneasiness lingering in her heart, unable to be shaken off.

……

It's night, and the bright moon is hanging high.

In Kyoto City, at the west pier.

The hazy moonlight poured onto the river like water, creating tiny silver scales.

On the shore, a few old lanterns swayed slowly in the breeze, emitting a dim and faint light.

On the dock, the mountains of goods were covered with coarse cloth, and outlines of various shapes were looming in the shadows.

"Ta Tata..."

Until the sound of horse hooves broke the silence.

A horse-drawn carriage passed through the large warehouses at the docks and slowly moved towards the port.

Cang Baizi still had the same dull expression, but today he changed out of the Taoist robe that he wore all year round into an ordinary linen robe, wore a bamboo hat, and sat in the driver's seat, driving the carriage himself.

When the carriage arrived at the dock berth, he got off and looked around, but saw no one.

Just at this moment, a cargo ship docked at the berth suddenly lit up torches, and the flames flickered downwards.

Cang Baizi looked up and saw Zhao Guanxiang standing on the deck of the cargo ship, holding a torch and smiling at him, "You are punctual. Drive the carriage aboard!"

The cargo ship was docked at the berth, and the gangway connecting the deck was always there, connecting the cargo ship with the river bank.

Cang Baizi was silent for a while, then asked, "Where is what I want?"

Zhao Guanxiang grinned, took out the baby statue and tossed it in his hand.

Some people watched with their eyelids twitching, fearing that he might accidentally drop the statue of "The Spiritual Lord of the Three Lamps" into the river.

After Cang Baizi confirmed that everything was correct, he quietly walked back to the carriage and drove it onto the boat.

But when the carriage arrived on the deck of the cargo ship, Cang Baizi was surprised to find that Zhao Guanxiang had been standing on the other side of the cargo ship at some point.

He gave Cang Baizi a meaningful smile and put a whistle into his mouth.

"call out--"

Then, his body leaned back and he fell into the river.

The melodious whistle sounded throughout the river, and another whistle of the same volume responded from the depths of the river.

Cang Baizi's hair suddenly stood up and he raised his head to look towards the northeast.

Suddenly, in the distance of the river, which was originally dark, a light appeared, dispersing the fog on the river surface at night.

That... turned out to be a huge ship!

Third update~
I write books very slowly, so I have to wait a long time.
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(End of this chapter)