Heavenly Dao Formula

"Let's go!" The monk supported the green-faced ghost, jumped out of the gap, and saw the courtyard wall in front of him.

"Dangdangdangdangdang—" At the same time, an alarm bell sounded from the other side of the compound. Now the guards in the entire prison have been alarmed, and they are running towards this place at a fast pace. In a few dozen breaths at most, the other party will be able to find the two people who escaped from the prison. Nagino couldn't help but frowned, so what if he could climb over the wall? She had difficulty moving and couldn't run at all. It was afternoon and there were so many pedestrians on the street, it was absolutely impossible for them to escape the sight of everyone.

The monk climbed up to the top of the wall first, then stretched out his hand and said, "Catch me!"

As soon as Nagino was pulled up against the wall, he saw the figure of the jailer appearing around the corner.

"Someone escaped from prison!"

"Notify Lord Bairen quickly!"

It can't go on like this, Nina Qing's heart sank.

In the end, it is very likely that both of them will suffer!

She was about to tell the monk to go first, but she couldn't help being taken aback when she turned her head - she saw a funeral procession slowly moving forward on the long street below the wall. This team is composed of monks. The leader leads the way while chanting unknown mantras. On both sides of the team, yellow mourning flags are held high, and water and flower petals are swayed from time to time. In the middle of the team is a heavy coffin, which is being carried forward.

Wait... Nina Qing suddenly remembered that he had heard similar funeral sounds before.

This in itself is nothing surprising. On Yama Island, there are various ways of funerals, such as the traditional celestial burial of wizards calling for souls, the burning of amulets from the mainland, and the reincarnation of cremation in temples... The previous raid by the Qixing Privy Council on the Bumi Mansion naturally caused a lot of damage in the city. It is not uncommon for residents to be injured or injured, and there have been more funerals recently. However, considering that the person who rescued him was also a monk, the appearance of this funeral procession seemed quite coincidental.

"Go, go under the coffin!" The other party pulled her and jumped off the courtyard wall, and rushed into the procession—the funeral procession suddenly seemed a little chaotic, but Ning Qing noticed that the other monks did not resist their intrusion. Adjust your position to provide them with cover.

She soon discovered that there was a trap under the coffin!

Then there is nothing to hesitate.

Nagino endured the severe pain of the wound opening, and got into the coffin from the bottom, isolating himself from the noisy world outside.

She held her breath, and could vaguely hear the sound of running away and the shouts of the pursuers, "East...they are going to the east alley!"

Has someone disguised themselves to attract the attention of the enemy...

Natsuki slowly closed his eyes.

Things have come to this point, they are completely out of her control, the only thing she can do now is to resign herself to fate.

After about half an hour, the shaking of the wooden coffin finally stopped.

When Nagino was carried out again, she found herself in a monastery.

"This is the land of Buddhism. Even if you suspect monks for ten years, you can't easily enter the hospital for search." The familiar figure appeared in front of her again, "You can rest assured until your injuries are fully recovered. It may not be easy to get out of the city, and the poor monk can help you contact the evil horse queen, but there is no guarantee that it will be successful."

Nina Qing struggled to sit up, "I will never forget your life-saving grace, and I will definitely—"

Halfway through, she was pressed down by the monk, "There is no need to do this, this is what the poor monk wants to do, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Then you can always tell me the name now?" Nina Qing insisted, "I can't even know the name of the person who saved me..."

This is also the point that puzzles the green-faced ghost the most.

She thought that the other party was just alone, but the facts showed that he was not.

This person obviously has a lot of background, and he can instruct the monasteries in Bumi Mansion to cooperate with him. He is definitely a well-known talent in the local area. The problem is that there is really no need for such a prestigious figure to set his own way for a prisoner. What's more, the monastery is highly neutral, neither leaning towards the princes of Dongsheng nor helping the Queen of Yama. This makes both sides have to make friends with the Buddhist organization no matter who is in power. Whether he saves people or not will not affect the status of the monastery in the future.

"The poor monk has given up his old name, so you can call the poor monk Wuxin."

...

After setting up Ning Qing, Wu Xin walked out of the bedroom and saw the abbot waiting for him outside the house.

"You will be wanted by the government soon, and the name Wu Xin can no longer be used in the future."

"I know."

"Even you can no longer show your face in the city... They have seen your appearance. You can either leave the Bumi Mansion after the incident subsides, or you can only live in this temple forever."

"Don't worry, I won't implicate you." He whispered back, "I've prepared another hiding spot, and I'll take her away when her injuries get better."

"Is it worth it?" the abbot sighed, "Your father has helped us a lot, and I promised him that no matter what happens, he will take good care of you. You could have lived a carefree life here. "

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Wu Xin raised the corner of his mouth, "Besides, this is not hell at all. Compared with those who fell into trouble because of my family, this is already a kind of forgiveness."

"...Since you have already made a decision, I won't persuade you much." The other party was silent for a while before he said, "As long as you are still in the monastery for a day, I will guarantee that Yuanjiu people will not be able to catch you."

"Thank you."

Wu Xin clasped his hands together and bowed, watching the abbot leave.

Then he returned to his room, sat cross-legged on a Zen cushion, and began to meditate with his eyes closed as usual. Only this time, no matter how hard he was to calm down, he couldn't enter the state of meditation for a long time.

After coming to Yama, he thought he would forget many things, but now he found that those memories were only temporarily suppressed at the bottom of his mind, and once they were evoked, the ripples it caused would become extraordinarily strong.

Wu Xin got up and walked to the table, and took out a bronze waist card from the drawer.

Only alchemists who have passed the assessment and formally joined the Privy Council can obtain such identification.

The copper material represents the beginning of the eighth grade.

He turned the waist card to the back, and there were many messy nicks on it, even so, the word "King" carved by himself was still faintly visible.

Wu Xin gave a wry smile, and lightly stroked the waist tag - he had wanted to throw this thing into the sea countless times in the past, but in the end he couldn't bear to do it. Although the time to become an alchemist was short, it was the most incredible experience in his life. Among the friends around him, there were not only fox demons, but also royal princesses... But the one who impressed him the most was still the one named Xia Those who feel angry.

He also hated Xia Fan once, hated him for uprooting his family, hated him for not leaving any kindness for his friends.

But after coming to Yama Island and seeing the wars caused by smuggled salt and the large number of slaves bought and sold by the family, these hatreds gradually faded away. After joining Buddhism, he set his sights on saving people and atonement.

Perhaps what he has done is far less traumatic than the trauma caused by his family, but at least it can make him feel a little calm.