[Comprehensive martial arts] Mr. Psychic Medium

Today Shaolin Temple has two guests.

This is nothing unusual, as a famous temple, Shaolin Temple has never been short of visitors, it can even be said that it is not an exaggeration to say that there are many guests.

Those few guests came uninvited, and they wanted to meet Master Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

The green cloth carriage is not luxurious, and the horses that pull it are mediocre.

The people on the carriage were not well-known, names they had never heard of before.

Master Xuanci is highly respected in the Jianghu, how can you see it if you want to see it, but such an ancient temple as Shaolin Temple will not do something rude to drive out the guests, the little novice led them to the side room and served green tea Dim sum, I only said that the senior brother has gone to report, please wait a moment.

A gentleman among the guests said: "If so, please give this letter to Master Xuanci as well."

What he handed over was an envelope without any emblem, and the little novice took it with both hands, leaned over and said, "You two benefactors will be later."

The top of the little novice's hair was a little blue because of the belching, which made people want to touch it.

But these guests are not included in these people, the gentleman who spoke to him said: "I met Xu Zhu from Guibao Temple before, I wonder if he has come back safely?"

The little novice replied: "Senior Brother Xu Zhu has been back for quite a while, if the benefactor wants to see him, I will pass on it right away."

"It's work."

So the little novice put the letter away and went out, first he asked the senior brother Xu Zhu to come over with his familiar senior brother, and then hurriedly walked to Abbot Xuanci's residence.

He was familiar with the path on the bluestone slabs. When he passed the Tibetan scripture pavilion, he was stopped by a senior from the same school who was sweeping the floor, and asked him if there were any guests. This senior was very senior in the temple. took his question.

There were not many questions, I just asked about how many guests had come, but it still took some time, after passing the Sutra Pavilion and walking for a short distance, I arrived at Master Xuanci's residence.

The benefactor Duan Yu from Dali was also there, and when he heard the description of the guests, he was pleasantly surprised: "The one in the green clothes must be Mr. Zhong, I'll go and tell Brother Xiao."

But just as he raised his foot, he noticed the letter in the little novice's hand again, so he asked, "What is that in your hand?"

The little novice said: "This is the letter that the benefactor asked me to deliver to the abbot."

Upon hearing this, Duan Yu wondered to Master Xuanci: "He must not have known you."

"That benefactor and I are indeed strangers." Master Xuanci recited the Buddha's name, and reached out to take the letter from the little novice.

There is no rule that only people you know can write letters to each other, and it's normal for people you don't know to write a letter. Duan Yu didn't doubt that there was him, and he didn't intend to read what was written on the letter. He got up and said, "I'll take my leave first."

He bid farewell to Master Xuanci in a hurry, but before he left, he did not forget to say a few good words for those guests, Abbot Xuanci is extremely kind and gentle, and he is not annoyed by being so misleading, he said with a smile: "Listen to you So, even if they don’t come, I still want to see them.”

Duan Yu scratched his hair and laughed, and ran out briskly, Xiao Feng was at Master Xuan Ku, not far away.

Young people are always jumpy, Master Xuanci smiled, looked down at the letter in his hand, this is a very common envelope, you can buy it in any bookstore or paper shop, the yellowish paper is bordered by vermilion , inside the frame are written "Abbot Xuanci's personal invitation" and other words, the handwriting is strong and powerful, and the layout is correct, it can be seen that the person who wrote the words must not be a cunning generation.

The seal of the envelope was not sealed. When he opened the envelope, there was only a thin piece of letter paper inside. It was the same letter paper that could be bought anywhere. It had no patterns or incense, and only black and white words were neat and clear. A few lines of ink explained the matter. It is so clear that it can be scanned at a glance.

Master Xuanci's complexion changed, he was holding a cup of tea to drink, but at this moment the teacup fell to pieces on the ground with a shake of his hand, and the little novice was startled by a bang, "Abbot! Are you alright?" ?”

"Nothing." Master Xuanci waved his hand, "Go and invite those two benefactors over."

His complexion can be said to be ugly, and the little novice looked at it several times worriedly, guessing in his heart what was written in the letter, which made the abbot so groggy.

However, Master Xuanci didn't say anything else, he just stretched out his hand to refill a cup of tea, paused, and called to the little novice who came to the door, "You don't need to invite, I'll go over by myself."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked out, walking in a hurry that the little novice had never seen before. Before he could speak, he saw the figure of the abbot disappearing outside the door.

"This is really weird." The little novice scratched his cucumber-like head, confused.

Master Xuanci also knew how strange it was for him to be like this compared to usual, but he still couldn't help but walked quickly towards the guest room, his speed was even comparable to a trot, if he didn't still remember himself In the temple, all the juniors were watching, probably because he had already practiced lightness kung fu.

It was not far from his residence to the side room where he received guests, but it felt extremely long to walk. He was relieved until he saw the door of the side room, and he was fully dressed and ready to open the door——

He paused again, a kind of emotion spread in his heart that he couldn't explain clearly. The emotion was too complicated, which made him hesitate and fear after a long absence.

Before he could calm down, he heard someone inside say: "Abbot, please come in."

Abbot Xuanci shook his fist and pushed open the door.

There were three people sitting in the room. On the left was a young man with a pale expression. He wore a knife at his waist. The blade was wrapped in cloth strips. The handle was also very simple, with a luster that would only appear after long-term use.

Beside him is a disciple from the monastery, Master Xuanci remembers it should be Xu Zhu, he is a good boy who is diligent and down-to-earth.

Master Xuanci looked to the right again. Sitting there was a man wearing a thick black robe. The black robe contained his whole body like a bag. He couldn't distinguish between male and female, and he couldn't see his face. He hung his head down. Without saying a word, when Master Xuanci walked in, his whole body tensed up, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Master Xuanci turned back and closed the door, staring fixedly at the black-robed man, unable to see his face, but he was familiar with that figure. Martial arts practitioners are very familiar with the human body. Someone in the match.

Someone who should have been dead for many years.

"...Murong...Brother Murong?" He felt as if he had had an absurd dream. This dream was so absurd that his outstretched hands trembled, just like an ordinary old man of his age. It took several times to lift the man's robe. Under the robe, there was a face that had aged a lot due to the years, but it was by no means unrecognizable to him.

"Why..." Master Xuanci staggered, his eyes darkened.

The one in front of him was clearly Murong Bo, the patriarch of the Murong family who passed away decades ago, and the one who told him that the Liao people were about to invade on a massive scale, prompting him to contact experts from all sides to intercept outside the Rocky Valley.

Master Xuanci has only done two bad things in his life, one is having an affair with Ye Erniang, and the other is the battle in Luanshigu, because he did not investigate clearly and acted rashly, causing the Liao family to be ruined and killed several times. A friend died tragically outside the pass.

Those friends went there only after believing his words, and he believed in Murong Bo so much, he believed that even when he received the news, he believed it to be true without further investigation, which led to a big mistake.

It's just that it's hard to hear this matter, even if he went all out to bear the responsibility, the few friends who survived with him were innocent, and after that, Murong Bo became ill from worry, and finally died of a serious illness, this matter also It has become a secret that no one wants to tell.

He and Wang Jiantong, the head of the beggar gang at the time, took in the child left by the Liao people, and sent him to an ordinary family in Songshan Mountain to raise him. Later, Wang Jiantong accepted the child as his disciple, and even passed on the position of the leader of the Beggar Gang to him in the end.

He couldn't deny that there was an element of guilt in it. Even today, when he thinks about it, he still can't sleep at night. His mind is filled with the grief, indignation and despair of the Liao man holding his wife's corpse, and he is tortured by his conscience over and over again.

It's all his fault, Master Xuanci has always thought so, but now, his "old friend" who was so worried and died of a serious illness is sitting in front of him, he is not a fool, watching Murong Bo's eyes, he asked with difficulty: "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Murong Bo also looked at him, and after a while, raised the corners of his mouth, showing a contemptuous smile, "You monks, you are not all foolish by reciting Buddha's name."

Hearing this, Master Xuanci's eyes darkened, his throat was sweet, and he actually vomited blood.

"Abbot..." Xu Zhu help Master Xuanci helplessly, "I'll call the doctor."

"No..." Master Xuanci grabbed Xu Zhu's sleeve and said in a hoarse voice, "You go and call Master Xiao to come, hurry up."

There is an injustice and a debtor, when he learned that Xiao Feng had returned to the Central Plains, no, it should be said that he had already foreseen the arrival of this day since he knew that Xiao Feng's biological father was not dead.

Murong Bo knew that his situation was over, so he didn't want to say anything, he just sneered and closed his eyes.

Xu Zhu turned his head three times and walked out, Xuanci supported the table and sat down, apologized to the young man on the other side: "I made Master Zhong laugh."

Zhong Yanqiu shook his head, didn't mention Murong Bo, but said: "You father and son don't look alike at all." As if afraid of being misunderstood, he specially added, "You and Xu Zhu."