Chapter 280

In the capital city, Zhenguo Temple was once crowded with pilgrims.

Silent and empty.

Apart from a few young monks who were sweeping the floor, no one else showed up.

Lu Ziyan, dressed in dark casual clothes, walked into a somewhat deserted courtyard with ease and walked straight to the door of a wing room without stopping.

Push the door open and enter.

The wing room is not big, and the first thing you see is an old monk sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

Skinny and bony, with weak Qi and blood.

It is indeed a sign that one's life span has come to an end.

This is the current abbot of Zhenguo Temple, a highly accomplished monk famous among the Khans.

In his previous life, this old monk died while traveling. When Lu Ziyan’s people found him, he was already dead.

And in this life, he finally brought the person back to Beijing.

I hope this 'eminent monk' is not another person seeking fame and reputation.

In the past two years, there were at least eight hundred "strange people" who died at the hands of Lu Ziyan, if not a thousand.

Among them were many who were truly capable, and who were tempted by the promise of high office, generous salaries and fame to enter the palace with the intention of serving the emperor.

However, their abilities were not enough to satisfy Lu Ziyan.

So, without exception, they all died.

In the beginning, those extraordinary people were the ones who rushed to uncover the imperial edict themselves, but later when Lu Ziyan’s reputation as a killer spread, it was the soldiers and generals from all walks of life who came to capture people.

The footsteps startled the old monk who was sitting cross-legged.

Master Kongjian opened his drooping eyelids, his face as calm as a still pond, but his expression changed when he saw who was coming.

He put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and his old face was full of compassion, "Donor, you have committed a sin of killing, this is the only thing I have seen in my life."

"Really?" Lu Ziyan kept walking, not caring at all.

In his past and present lives, he has slaughtered countless people. The Jin Dynasty alone was destroyed twice in his hands. The sins of killing are so heavy that it would be difficult to find an opponent even if you search through all the history books. How could he care about this?

Lu Ziyan said calmly, "Master, you have such a keen eye, you must understand why I came here today?" Master Kongjian was already very old, and he spoke slowly, "I am unable to do what you ask for."

Nothing can be done!

'Boom' sound.

It was the sound of Lu Ziyan kicking the solid wooden square table next to him and breaking it.

He smiled coldly: "The abbot is a person who seeks fame and reputation. In my opinion, there is no need for Zhenguo Temple to exist."

Zhenguo Temple has a history of several hundred years, which is actually longer than the time when the Khan established the country.

Before the Great Khan, Zhenguo Temple was not called Zhenguo Temple, but it was also a large temple with great incense.

In the past, when the Great Khan Taizu was fighting for hegemony over the world, he received guidance from the abbot of that generation. Therefore, after the founding of the country, he revered this temple as the Zhenguo Temple.

Even today, its fame is so great that it resounds throughout the Khanate.

Now, someone said in front of the contemporary abbot that Zhenguo Temple has no need to exist in the future.

If someone else said such words, he would definitely be crazy.

But this is the present emperor.

Or kill the emperor who is notorious.

No one would think what he said was a joke.

Master Kongjian's expression changed again.

Lu Ziyan had already walked in front of him and squatted down, looking at him at eye level, his eyes sharp and piercing, "Master, why don't you think about it carefully, what should you do to make me achieve my wish."

He has two wishes.

I wish to call back his soul, so that we can see each other every day.

My second wish is to go back to the past and start over again.

He will use all means to change the fate of his beloved girl, who will die prematurely in both lives.

Master Kong Jian sighed quietly, "It's not that I intend to refuse, but the donor's wish is beyond human power to achieve. The word fate has its own destiny."

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