Chapter 802 Redemption

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

"Dang-dang-dang-dang--" At the same time, an alarm bell rang from the other end of the compound. Now the entire prison guards have been alerted and are running towards this place quickly. It will take at most dozens of seconds for the other party to discover the two people escaping from the prison. Xue Qing 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 again and there were many people on the street. It was absolutely impossible for them to escape everyone's sight.

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

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

"Someone has escaped from prison!"

"Inform Lord Bairen quickly!"

This can't go on like this, Xue Qing's heart sank.

The outcome is likely to be a disaster for both of them!

She was about to ask the monk to go first, but when she turned around, she couldn't help but was startled - 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 pure water and flower petals are sprayed from time to time. In the center of the team was a heavy coffin, which was being carried forward.

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

This in itself is nothing surprising. On Yama Island, there are many types of funerals. There are traditional sky burials with wizards summoning souls, burning talismans from the mainland to see off, and cremation reincarnations in temples... Previously, the Seven Star Privy Council raided Fumi Mansion, which would naturally cause damage to the city. Residents have been injured and killed, and it is common for more funerals to occur recently. However, considering that the person who rescued him was also a monk, the appearance of this funeral procession seemed quite coincidental.

"Let's go under the coffin!" The other party pulled her off the courtyard wall and rushed into the procession. The funeral procession suddenly seemed a little chaotic, but Xue Qing noticed that the other monks did not resist their intrusion, but instead rushed in. Position yourself to provide them with cover.

She soon discovered that there was a trap door underneath the coffin!

There is nothing to hesitate about next.

Xue Qing endured the severe pain of the open wound and got into the coffin from the bottom, isolating himself from the noisy world outside.

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

Is someone disguising themselves as themselves to attract the enemy's attention...

Nagi Qing slowly closed his eyes.

Things have reached this point and are completely out of her control. The only thing she can do now is to resign herself to fate.

About half an hour later, the shaking of the wooden coffin finally stopped.

When Xue Qing was carried out again, he found that he was in a temple.

"This is a place of Buddhism. Even if a monk is suspected of being a monk, you can't easily search the hospital." The familiar figure appeared in front of her again, "You can rest assured to rest until the injury is completely recovered. Of course, I want to It may not be easy to leave the city. The poor monk can help you contact the Evil Horse Queen, but there is no guarantee that it will be possible. "

Xue Qing struggled to sit up, "I will never forget your life-saving grace. In the future, I will definitely——"

Halfway through her words, she was pushed down by the monk, "There's no need for this. This is what the monk wants to do. You don't have to take it to heart."

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

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

She originally thought that the other party was just alone, but the facts showed that this was not the case.

This person obviously has a lot of background. He can instruct the temples in Fumi Prefecture to cooperate with the actions. He is definitely a person with a prominent position in the local area. The problem is that there is really no need for such a respectable person to risk his life for a prisoner. What's more, the temple is highly neutral, neither leaning towards the Dongsheng princes nor helping Queen Yama. This means that no matter who is in power on both sides, they must make good friends with the Buddhist organization. Whether he saves people or not will not affect the status of the temple in the future.

"The poor monk has given up his past name, so just call him Wuxin."

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After setting up Nai 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 Fumi Mansion after the incident subsides, or you can only live in this temple forever."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He whispered back, "I have prepared another hiding spot. When her injury is a little better, I will take her away."

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

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

"...Since you have made your decision, I won't give you any more advice." The other party was silent for a while before he said, "As long as you stay in the temple for one day, I will ensure that no one from Yuanjiu can 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 the meditation mat, and began to meditate with his eyes closed as usual. But this time, his mind was no longer calm, and he could not enter the meditative state for a long time.

After coming to Xiema, he thought he would forget many things, but now he found that those memories were only temporarily suppressed at the bottom of his mind. Once they were aroused, the ripples they set off would become particularly strong.

Wuxin stood up and walked to the table, and took out a copper waist badge from the drawer.

Only the alchemists who passed the assessment and officially joined the Privy Council could obtain such an identity certificate.

The copper material represents the eighth grade.

He turned the waist badge to the back, and there were many messy scratches on it. Even so, the word "king" he carved by hand was vaguely visible.

Wuxin smiled bitterly and gently stroked the waist badge-in the past, he had wanted to throw this thing into the sea countless times, but in the end he couldn't bear to do it. Although the time he spent as a Taoist priest was short, it was the most incredible experience in his life. Among his companions, there were not only fox demons but also royal princesses... But the one who left the deepest impression on him was still the air sensor named Xia Fan.

He also hated Xia Fan, hated him for uprooting his family and hated him for not showing any mercy to his accomplices.

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

Perhaps what he did was far less traumatic than the trauma brought to his family, but at least it made him feel a little calm.