March 24, the eighth year of Hongde.

At the end of Hai.

Outside the Shenjing City, Guangming Temple.

If you want to talk about this Guangming Temple, it is actually just a small nunnery outside the Shenjing City. However, in some circles of Shenjing, this nunnery is quite famous!

In the temple, there are sea lanterns, large or small, that never go out day and night, illuminating the entire Guangming Temple, which can be regarded as a contrast to the word "light" in the name of the temple.

This is the place where Jia Baoyu’s godmother Ma Daopo practices.

The lit sea lanterns in the temple were the sea lanterns that many wealthy families in Shenjing were lit to seek peace and well-being for their descendants.

...

Time passes slowly.

It was almost the third day of the day, and the crescent moon in the sky slowly poked its head out of the clouds.

Late at night, there is still a chill of heartbreaking coldness between the chilly spring breeze.

The cold and dim moonlight shone down, illuminating the more than ten blurred figures in black night clothes below.

More than ten people in this group were Jia Jinglaifu and ten system soldiers named Shadow Assassin under Jia Jing.

As the saying goes:

On the dark moon and windy night, when killing and setting fire!

Taking advantage of the sound of a strong wind blowing through the trees, Jia Jing waved his hand, and the ten shadow assassins behind him turned into extremely fast black shadows and sneaked into Guangming Temple from all sides.

It happened that another flying cloud passed by, covering the crescent moon.

It makes the world unable to help but a hazy darkness.

Suddenly, ten short figures had already climbed over the high wall of Guangming Temple and headed straight into the temple.

In the back room of the nunnery, Ma Daopo was forming a large altar, making it into ink with blood and cinnabar, and painted with dark red inexplicable talismans.

In the middle of the altar is a dark red five-cornered talisman array, and on the five corners, there is a statue of a blue-faced and white-haired ghost about the height of each.

Ma Daopo put a wooden man in the middle of the talisman formation, six inches and three minutes long, with Jia Baoyu's birth date engraved on it. Seven vermilion embroidery needles were nailed on the seven orifices of the wooden man. There were five long red and black lines soaked in sunflower blood, tied to the wooden man's body, and the end was pulled on the hands of the ghost statue.

At this time, Ma Daopo was standing in front of the altar, muttering curses, and his fingers were drawing a few strokes in the air in front of him from time to time. Finally, he picked up another piece of indigo-green paper full of words, and wanted to ignite it with the candlelight on the altar next to him.

At this moment, Ma Daopo's expression suddenly changed.

"Swoosh!Swoosh!"

Several sharp whistles of crossbow arrows pierced the air from outside, and crossbow arrows flew over quickly outside the window and the main entrance.

Because of some premonition in advance, Ma Daopo got into the altar and successfully avoided the first wave of crossbow arrows, but the three disciples standing next to him were not so lucky.

I heard a few dull slashes of stinging into my body, and then a heart-wrenching howl...

But soon, after another muffled sound, the howling came to an abrupt end.

Under the altar, the Daopo Ma shouted, "Where is the hero from here? I have some silver in the cabinet in my house. Just take it away, Wan Wang will show mercy!"

Just if Ma Daopo begs for mercy, for these ten shadow assassins who only know how to obey Jia Jing's orders, it is not much different from the breeze blowing in his ears. How could he show mercy as he asked?

There was only a few "clicks" sounds, but several long banners in the altar were kicked and broken because they blocked the road. Ma Daopo hid under the altar and secretly lifted the bright yellow curtain covered on it and looked out. The shadow assassin in black uniform and covered his face made his heart cold.

This is here to kill myself!

Thinking of this, Daopo Ma gritted his teeth and recited silently in his mouth. Then he pointed his hand at the five blue-faced and white-haired ghosts on the talisman formation in the middle of the altar and then fell on the group of shadow assassins.

As if he was moving the boundless power over, Ma Daopo moved his fingers while chanting desperately.

In this world, people like Ma Daopo who really practice cultivation have no means of killing and killing that can be effective immediately, but they also have their own things.

Just like the method of the monk and Taoist monks flashing the mirror, and the means of attacking with the treasure mirror, which is as powerful as a crossbow.

Although Ma Daopo didn't have a bronze mirror, her hands were filled with five evil spirits with green faces and white hair. In terms of attack alone, it was a little more powerful than that mirror.

If the ordinary thief came today, and if he heard Ma Daopo's words and then suddenly took Ma Daopo's magic, he would have to suffer a great loss in this little nunnery.

But nothing if!

Today, the people who came were not ordinary robbers, but the ten system soldiers under Jia Jing's command - Shadow Assassin.

A trick that is enough to deceive the souls of ordinary people is useless in front of the system troops!

As alchemy creatures, where do these system soldiers have souls for them to deceive?

This is also the reason why the monk and Taoist duo, who used the tricks to deceive everyone in Rongguo Mansion, were discovered by the system soldiers under Jia Jing when they started with a mirror.

So, just as Ma Daopo secretly felt that he had succeeded, a short sword suddenly penetrated down on the altar!

"Puff!"

With a light sound, the bright red blood splashed, instantly dyeing the bright yellow curtain red.

With a look of disbelief, Daopa Ma pointed at the system soldier in front of her tremblingly, thinking about what to say.

But the Shadow Assassin obviously had no intention of giving Ma Daopo a few more words. He saw the emerald green sword light flashing, and the great Liuyang leader soared into the sky...

After a while.

Everyone in Guangming Temple has been killed by the Shadow Assassin.

Only then did Jia Jing and Lai Fu step into Guangming Temple.

First, he came to the place where Ma Daopo was killed. Jia Jing looked at the many arrangements in the field, then looked at the five evil ghost statues with green faces and white hair, and smiled and said, "It's indeed a good thing this old pious woman did! Looking at this way, it's not unfair to die!"

On the other hand, in less than a stick of incense, Lai Fu had already copied several of Ma Daopo's houses.

In addition to several large silver notes and a pile of scattered silver, there are also five or six ivory carving demons, a group of clay sculptures, several straw men with nails tied with heads, several boxes of incense, and countless paper men...

Jia Jing asked Lai Fu to wrap these things in a bag, and then took out the pillow that was found from Ma Daopo's pillow, and stuffed it into his own pocket.

At this point, this Guangming Temple has been plundered completely!

Jia Jing ordered people to push down all the sea lanterns of all sizes in the temple, and poured the butter inside all over Guangming Temple...

In the rich aroma of ghee, a small fire note was thrown into Jia Jing.

The next moment, the blazing flames, with the fragrance of ghee and the light of the sky, rose up from the ground, quickly covering the entire Guangming Temple.
Chapter completed!