Chapter 162 Have You Heard of the Sacred Heart Church?
While the three of them were talking, they saw a cargo ship approaching the was no cargo on the cargo ship, only people on the deck.
After the boat docked, people on the deck came down. Shi Feizhe saw that most of them were with their families, and they seemed to be traveling from the south bank to the north bank.
"Boatman, are we going to the south bank?" Guan Shan shouted to the captain of the cargo ship.
"Go! Why not go! Come up!" The captain, who had dark red skin, looked thin, and was wearing shorts, said to the three of them.
So, Guan Shan and Huang Goudan carried the cart onto the cargo ship, and after a few days of breathing training, Shi Feizhe no longer had a problem walking.
"Captain, why are you only carrying a few of us on this cargo ship? Aren't you afraid of losing money?" Guan Shan saw that the ship was empty and the captain was about to pull anchor and set sail.
"Don't worry, sir. The boat fare is based on the market price of four cents per person. We won't charge more." The captain thought Guan Shan was asking about the price, so he explained, "Sir, you don't know! Now the whole of Jiangling wants to go to the north bank, and few want to go to the south bank!"
"Oh? Why is that?" Guan Shan asked.
"Sir, have you ever heard of the Sacred Heart Church?" The captain turned to the other sailors and shouted, "Let's sail!"
Several other sailors on the cargo ship also shouted: "Let's go!"
The cargo ship slowly left the dock with the help of its sails and drifted towards the other side of the river.
"What happened to the Sacred Heart Sect? I've heard a little bit about it!" Shi Feizhe suddenly said, "I heard they are only in the area south of Yangzhou."
"Hey, sir, your information is out of date!" said the captain of the ship. "The Sacred Heart Cult has swept across Yangzhou! Many refugees have come from Jingzhou, and they are all fleeing northward!"
"Huh? So fast?" Shi Feizhe said.
"That's right! Legend has it that the Sacred Heart Cult committed murder and arson, and was capable of all kinds of evil, often wiping out entire families! All the famous and upright sects in Yangzhou were slaughtered by the Sacred Heart Cult! It seems that the Sacred Heart Cult is about to spread to Jingzhou, and now the people of Jingzhou are in a panic!" said the captain with a sigh.
People who work in transportation are more informed than the average person.
Shi Feizhe asked, "What about the local famous and upright sects in Jingzhou?"
"Heh~" The captain just sneered: "They..."
Nothing was said, and yet everything was said.
Fan Jianqiang, you have done a great thing!
Could it be that you have also practiced the "Sun and Moon Concentric Art"?
Shi Feizhe was thinking about Fan Jianqiang who said he wanted to record interesting things in the world and then share them.
Why have you become like this?
The boat soon arrived at the south bank of the river. There were many people waiting for the boat on the south bank. They waved when they saw the boat coming.
"Boatman, hurry up! We've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"The ship is coming!" the captain shouted to them.
No wonder the captain didn’t wait for others on the north bank, the profitable businesses were all on the south bank!
Huang Goudan paid the boat fare, and the three of them pulled the cart, squeezed through the crowd boarding the boat, and went against the flow of people to Jiangling City.
The walls of Jiangling City are majestic and magnificent, with blue bricks and green tiles, and have experienced the vicissitudes of wind and rain.
The city gates were wide open, and merchants from the north and south were coming in an endless stream, some pushing carts and carrying loads, some riding horses and riding sedan chairs. It looked very lively. However, in the busy scene, there were many people in mourning.
After entering Jiangling City, Guan Shan asked around and found an inn.
The three of them pushed the cart towards the inn. There were shops lined up on both sides of the road, with a wide variety of goods on display and the sounds of hawking coming one after another.
At the end of the road is an inn called "Fulai Inn".
"Boss, please stay in the hotel. Three rooms are available!" Guan Shan called the shopkeeper as soon as he entered the door.
The shopkeeper was working on an abacus with his head down when he heard someone calling him.
"Oh~ Sorry, sir. Our shop is full." The shopkeeper said with a bow. "Is there no room left?" Shi Feizhe asked.
The shopkeeper said, "Let alone the upper rooms, even the bunk beds are full!"
So the three of them had to continue looking for an inn. They walked from the north of Jiangling City to the south of Jiangling City, but still couldn't find an inn.
This experience reminded Shi Feizhe of the time he spent at Kongtong Mountain.
I don’t know what happened to that baldy villain Lechen.
In the end, the three of them had to temporarily stay in the temple, three people per room, and they had to pay 400 coins in merit money just for that one night.
Much more expensive than the inn!
I guess it’s empty because it’s expensive.
However, the four hundred coins were not spent in vain. Not only could he enjoy two vegetarian meals in the evening and morning, but he could also hear monks chanting scriptures in the morning to cleanse his soul.
It can be said to be very cost-effective!
"Niang Xipi!"
Shi Feizhe looked at the vegetarian meal which consisted of a bowl of rice and a pile of stir-fried vegetables without a speck of oil, and couldn't help but curse.
He had traveled thousands of miles from north to south, so he naturally knew that the bald monks in many temples ate meat with big mouthfuls.
If you don’t eat meat, you will be malnourished and won’t even have the energy to recite the sutras!
As a result, this "Zhaixin Temple" sells vegetarian meals just to save money, which is really bullying!
He could smell the aroma of meat frying in the kitchen at the back.
No! I'll go to their kitchen after dark to see if there are any vegetarian dishes available.
They have already paid, so if they want to eat more, the deacons in the temple should understand.
Four hundred coins were enough for the three of them to stay in the inn for five or six days.
It was getting dark soon, and after Shi Feizhe finished his breathing exercises, he went to the temple kitchen alone. It was not that he didn't bring Guan Shan and Huang Goudan with him, but for this kind of thing, the fewer people, the better.
It’s the same when he finishes cooking in the kitchen and then finds a lunch box to put the food back and eat.
With his current level of cultivation, the people in the temple couldn't detect him at all.
He walked around the Zhaixin Temple with a swagger and could even comment on the monks who were doing their homework.
When he passed by a monk's house, he heard someone inside say, "Brother, have you heard of the Sacred Heart Religion?"
Shi Feizhe originally didn't want to eavesdrop, but the monk's next sentence aroused Shi Feizhe's interest.
"Of course I've heard of it, because I am one of them!" said another voice.
There are actually people from the Sacred Heart Cult in this Black Heart Temple?
Are there still people from the Sacred Heart Church in Jiangling?
What are the people in the Sacred Heart Church like?
Shi Feizhe came to the roof of the monk's house, lifted up a tile, and through the gap between the tiles, he saw two monks sitting opposite each other in the monk's house.
One is a tall monk, with a solemn appearance and great Qi sea cultivation at a young age.
A hunchbacked monk wearing a patched robe shows his true spiritual practice.
The tall monk said coldly, "Brother, you are really confused! The Sacred Heart Sect is full of murderous demons who have slaughtered people throughout Yangzhou, and countless people have died. Do you know that?"
"I know!" said the hunched monk, "Because I am one of them!"
"You!" the tall monk scolded, "No wonder the abbot asked me to come to you to inquire about the death of Master Fa Ming! It really is related to you!"
As the monk spoke, a golden dragon flashed across his body!
Dawei…is out of the loop. (The editor is off work tomorrow, and I made a mistake while editing the article, so I lost my manuscript!)
(End of this chapter)
