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Chapter 323 White Bones in the River
A temple...where could there be so many weapons?
Fang Weihan continued to take a few steps closer, and several voices of conversation reached his ears.

"Is this the last batch?"

"Exactly, we have emptied all the weapons here."

"Hmph, the number is about the same."

"Where's our money?"

"Don't worry... wait until you go back and count the amount, and then pay the money in full."

One of them was richly dressed, and his words conveyed a condescending air. He looked like a powerful official from a well-known family.

And the men in black robes talking to him...

Fang Weihan narrowed his eyes.

He had seen the robes of the Vulcan Cult in Changming City, and they were exactly the same as those worn by these people.

As expected, the Jingzhou family and the Vulcan Cult were secretly connected.

But from what they said, it seemed like a transactional relationship rather than complete subordination.

This is in line with Fang Weihan's conjecture. After all, if the Jingzhou family completely surrenders to the Vulcan Cult with the intention of plotting rebellion, they probably don't have the guts.

But why do they buy so many weapons? And why should I buy it from Vulcan Cult?

While Fang Weihan was thinking, those people had already finished talking and dispersed.

After gathering, the men in black quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests, and the Jingzhou family's fleet had also set sail. At this time, the west wind was strong, and the fleet was sailing very fast.

All that was left was an endless pile of dry thatch.

Fang Weihan told Xie Lingwan and Xiao Jin about the matter on the bright moon reed flowers and asked them to bring people to pay attention, while he himself decided to continue the investigation.

This place is still far away from Xunyang County, and there is a high probability that you will not encounter people from the Vulcan Cult. Fang Weihan had to figure out what they were doing in this great wishing temple.

Fang Weihan: "Yunshu... are there any practitioners in Buddhism?"

"Yes, I have."

The girl replied lazily.

"Everything in the world can be practiced. Buddhist theory is profound and unique, and it can certainly lead to the existence of monks. It's just that Fang Qianyi did too hard back then, and all Buddhist inheritance in the Great Zhou Dynasty has long been cut off."

Fang Weihan looked at the dilapidated plaque hanging above his head. The four characters of "Dahuoyuan Temple" were written in Chinese characters, but the majesty still remained. Unfortunately, the stone steps in front of the door are covered with moss and have been deserted for a long time.

This huge and magnificent temple was eventually destroyed by the cruel determination of the ruler.

Yun Shu: "The methods of Buddhist cultivators are particularly special. While their survivability is similar to that of Mingwu, they can also release a cause-and-effect weapon called 'discipline' to weaken the opponent's combat power. Monks other than Jingtian encounter It will be a tough battle for all Buddhist enemies who are at the same level."

"When they achieve breakthroughs and become gods, they will make a great wish, something like... world peace. And if their actions later go against the requirements of the great wish, their Buddhist cultivation will decline, and in severe cases, they may even fall into decline. .”

Fang Weihan listened to Yun Shu's words and scanned the surrounding environment with his eyes, looking for possible clues.

There are many muddy footprints on the ground, which extend into the temple. They should belong to the Vulcan monks.

He turned on seeing stars in his eyes, followed the footprints, and finally came to the river beach where the Han River tributary flows through the temple.

The river beach is covered with mud, and there seem to be many traces of heavy objects being dragged. The mud dug up from the river bottom is embedded in these traces and gullies as fill, making the originally dirty ground even more fishy.

Fang Weihan squatted down and stared at the traces thoughtfully.

There are traces of long-term soaking in water on the weapons, and the traces on the riverside indicate that someone once salvaged something from the river.

If that's the case...then those weapons sank at the bottom of the river?

He hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yu Mo aside:

"Can you swim?"

Yumo: "?"

"Ow!"

Little Phoenix quickly shook his head like a rattle.

I didn't plan to get my clothes wet, but unfortunately the situation forced me to do so.

Fang Weihan sighed, and plunged into the river water in front of him.

This tributary should have just flowed down from the mountains. The water was cold and clear. Even if he opened his eyes in the water, he could only feel a slight sourness and no other strange feeling.

The water flow at the bottom of the river was not too fast, and his field of vision was wide, and he quickly saw the scene at the bottom of the river clearly.

Fang Weihan took a deep breath and was so frightened that he almost cursed.

Human bones... densely packed human bones.

They piled up like mountains at the bottom of the river. They no longer looked like complete corpses, but were scattered piece by piece in the sand.

The fish swam between the erect pale leg bones, as if they were strolling in the backyard of their own home.

Fang Weihan was in this forest of bones, and his scalp couldn't help but feel numb.

Why are there so many human bones at the bottom of the river?

At a glance, he saw that the bottom of the river was covered with a layer of human bones, and there were even two hills made of corpses.

A rough estimate is that at least several hundred people died.

This place is a bay area with smooth water flow. Only a small part of these human bones may have been washed downstream, while most of them accumulated and rotted here, becoming a paradise for aquatic life.

He suppressed the nausea in his heart and moved closer.

I don't know how many years ago these corpses were left here, and there was nothing on them that could identify them. But after Fang Weihan's careful search, he finally found something.

"Clap!"

Breaking off a phalanx, he took out a rusty long knife from the hand of the broken corpse.

Fang Weihan came out of the water with the long knife and took a big breath for air.

Yun Shu was playing with the birds above at the moment. He heard the sound and looked over:
"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

"There are a lot of corpses down there, and the bones are piled up into a hill at the bottom of the river."

Fang Weihan rolled ashore and used the steam of his blood to dry his soaked clothes.

"I found the knife from underneath."

"let me see."

Yun Shu used his star power to take the knife.

The girl raised her left hand and used her fingers as a pen to draw a mysterious magic circle in the air. She shouted softly, pressed her palm down, and slapped the magic circle on the long knife.

The magic circle shattered into a waterfall of time light, and the torrent of cause and effect and star power washed over the blade, causing the rust on it to peel off, and finally shined like new.

Soon, the long knife took on a brand new appearance.

"This knife... has a special shape, I've never seen it before."

As a monk of Mingwu, Fang Weihan has a good understanding of various weapons of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and naturally also knows the structural characteristics of the long sword.

This sword is two feet seven inches long, with a long and slender blade that resembles a large willow leaf. It is a common style of sword worn by lower-level officers.

However, the blade of the willow-leaf scimitar of Dazhou is made of bronze and is in the shape of a ring, which corresponds to the name of the country. The blade of this knife has a square hollow design, and there is an embossed pattern of wind and clouds on it, which is quite majestic.

In addition, the curvature of the blade is more curved than the Zhou standard long sword, and the blade opening is correspondingly longer, giving Fang Weihan a strange feeling.

"Of course you haven't seen it before." Yun Shu glanced at him, "This is the sword from the previous dynasty."

Fang Weihan: "?"

"This is not your Zhou Dynasty's lancet, but the magpie feather sword of the previous dynasty. It is said to be an improved product after absorbing the technology of the Western Regions. However, with the death of the previous dynasty, this kind of sword was gradually lost and eventually faded out of people's sight. "

The rust that disappeared from the long knife in Yun Shu's hand reappeared, but within a moment, the magpie feather knife returned to its previous worn appearance.

Fang Weihan expressed that he found it difficult to accept: "The sword of the previous dynasty? Could it be that...the corpses below are all soldiers of the previous dynasty?"

"Not necessarily." Yun Shu shook his head.

"At the beginning of the founding of the country by Fang Qianyi, all kinds of wastes were being developed, and there was no time or ability to unify the standard weapons. Therefore, the Zhou army at that time had all kinds of weapons. The Que Feather Sword was strong and durable, and there were many weapons in the Zhou army. Quite a few people were soldiers of the previous dynasty and were very comfortable with the Magpie Feather Sword, so this thing was quite common in the early years of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Fang Weihan seemed to understand what Yun Shu meant.

"You mean...these people are the Zhou army from a thousand years ago?"

Yun Shu threw the knife back into the river, put his little hands on his back, and stepped on the pebbles by the river.

"Thousands of years ago, Zhou Wu's extermination of Buddhism was not easy. Buddhism has never been a lamb to be slaughtered. The Dazhou army responsible for carrying out the task encountered fierce resistance in temples across the country, with many casualties. In this large Huoyuan Temple, too No exception."

"These people... are probably the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty who were responsible for the massacre of the Great Huoyuan Temple a thousand years ago."

Fang Weihan was silent for a moment: "Won't Fang Ganyi take their bodies back for burial?"

"Huh... It was a time of peace, and we were busy rebuilding the dynasty. How could we have so much free time to bring them back."

Yun Shu sneered.

"When the Zhou Dynasty was founded, there were more than one million troops. After just ten years, there were only 200,000 standing troops left. So where did the remaining soldiers go?"

"Soldiers have to pay resettlement fees. This amount is almost the same as the compensation given to relatives of soldiers after they die in battle. Anyway, it's the same price. For those guys who are unwilling to go to northern Xinjiang to fight with foreign races and die, it's better to let them Play your final role.”

Fang Weihan couldn't help but sigh.

Zhou Wu destroyed Buddha with one arrow and three eagles.

I'm afraid these people never thought until their death that a seemingly ordinary mission would cause them to die in a foreign land without being buried. Their corpses would be turned into fish and shrimp nourishment and the cornerstone of the great Zhou Dynasty.

The cunning rabbit is dead, the running dogs are cooked, the birds are gone, and the good bow is hidden. Nothing more.

The full story is now quite clear.

The Vulcan Cult accidentally discovered that there were many weapons at the bottom of the river here, so they reached a cooperation with the Jingzhou family. The members of the Vulcan Cult were responsible for salvaging it, and the Jingzhou family paid for it and was responsible for the transportation costs.

Although I still don’t know the reason why the Jingzhou family bought weapons. But at least the investigation has clarified the ins and outs of the incident.

However, Fang Weihan still had some doubts.

Is the Vulcan Cult short of money? Why sell weapons to the Jingzhou family?

He had no clue about the matter, so he simply packaged it together with conjectures and facts and sent them to Xie Lingwan and Xiao Jin.

Maybe they will have some clues?
There is nothing of value here, and Fang Weihan decides to leave here now.

He was about to call Yu Mo, but suddenly he heard a strange sound.

It was a clear and heavy knocking sound, as if coming from a far away place, echoing faintly in the valley.

"It's a bit like the sound of bangs...but in the temple, could it be that someone is banging wooden fish?"

Fang Weihan frowned and thought.

"Did you hear anything?"

Yun Shu shook his head: "No."

Fang Weihan looked at Yumo again, and he also shook his head.

"Is it possible... that only I can hear the sound of the wooden fish?"

Fang Weihan felt something was wrong.

"It's not trying to lure me over, is it?"

Yun Shu picked up the magic formula and closed his eyes for a moment, the power of cause and effect flashed.

"Everything is normal at the Fate Star Divide. No monsters or monsters will be born here. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Fang Weihan: "Of course I want to go, but I always feel that the sound of wooden fish in this wilderness is a bit scary..."

Yun Shu patted his shoulder.

"Don't be afraid, Buddhism doesn't like killing, and supernatural phenomena in their realm generally don't endanger people's lives."

"Buddha is destined to deliver people. Since we can't hear it, it means that we are not destined to it, but you are destined to it."

"Maybe it's a chance?"

Fang Weihan was a little moved by what she said.

"Okay, just go and have a look."

He gritted his teeth, picked up Yumo and put it on his shoulders, and walked towards the place where the sound of wooden fish was heard.

……

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In the Xiangyang Prefecture.

"I wonder what Commander Xiao means?"

Cai Xun, the patriarch of the Xiangyang Cai clan, looked at the Xuanzhong guards blocking the main hall door and asked with a smile.

"Master Cai, you can keep your composure quite well."

Xiao Jin put on dark clothes, tied an emerald jade flute around her waist, and wore a tassel on her head. She looked extremely noble. She looks like a stunning female official.

"We, Xuan Zhongwei, discovered your private collection of weapons in the manor five miles west of the city. The weapons are large enough to arm an army of three thousand people."

The reed wreath was buzzing, Xiao Jin picked it up and looked at it, the smile on his lips became sweeter.

"Master Cai, I don't need to say more about what the consequences of raising a private army are, right?"

"Those weapons are just bought by my Cai family's trading company in Xiangyang to be smelted into iron ingots. How can they be regarded as raising a private army?"

Cai Xun said quickly.

"I hope Mr. Xiao can learn from this."

Xie Lingwan was drinking tea leisurely on the side, without any intention of speaking.

She has been feeling weak and weak recently, and she happened to be too lazy to talk, so she simply left it all to Xiao Jin.

It’s all my husband’s fault!
Xiao Jin glanced at the passive guy next to him, gritted his teeth secretly, and vented all his anger on Cai Xun in front of him:
"So this is the reason why your Cai family buys weapons from the Vulcan Cult?"

She discovered this matter? Damn Xuan Zhongwei!

Cai Xun was frightened and sweating profusely.

Impossible, there must be some fraud involved!
"If Mr. Xiao wants to slander me, why use such a poor excuse!"

He showed the bearing that a clan leader should have and retorted with a red face.

"If Xuan Chongwei is dissatisfied with my Cai family, Mr. Xiao, just tell him directly. How can I, Cai Xun, do such a treasonous act?"

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Xiao Jin put away her sweet smile and said expressionlessly:
"Cai Xun, you have never been to the capital. Is it possible that you haven't heard of Xuan Zhongwei's reputation?"

"If I say you are treasonous, you are treasonous."

She was too lazy to keep pretending.

"If you have any objections, Xuan Zhongwei will start the investigation from the Great Huanyuan Temple. When the bigger crimes are involved... can your Cai family bear it?"

Xiao Jin said the most terrifying words in the calmest tone. Cai Xun was so frightened by her that he almost fell to the ground, sweating.

Is this the virtue of the patriarch of the Jingzhou family?
Xiao Jin felt a little bored.

"Hey, Xiaojin, what are you talking about... The Vulcan Cult is extremely evil, how could Mr. Cai do business with them? He must have been deceived by an adulterer, right?"

Xie Lingwan spoke leisurely.

Xiao Jin: "..."

Xie Lingwan, I really...

(End of this chapter)