There are three children in Kaifeng

It turned out to be a rosary, but Master Fahai's rosary was gone!

Suddenly, Ding San felt that there was a cold air lingering on the Tianling Cap, and when he looked up, it turned out that Zhan Zhao was looking at him coldly. It seemed that he had never messed with this cat, so what happened?

It wasn't until Zhan Zhao's icy eyes moved to Ding San's hand that was pulling her sleeve that she came to her senses, and when she let go, she brushed the dust off Zhan Zhao's sleeve without forgetting the dog's legs.

"Rosary beads? What rosary beads?" Zhan Zhao asked with his head lowered. Ding San rarely stood so close to Zhan Zhao, only then did he realize that Zhan Zhao was so much taller than him, and had to look up when he answered.

"It's Master Fahai's rosary. The master's rosary is different from other people's. It is made of white giant clams. The master has always cherished it. He even wrapped the rosary in his rolled-up sleeves when he was working. But that day I went to the Jinlong Temple for an autopsy, but I didn’t see the rosary on Master Fahai’s wrist...” Ding San secretly looked at Zhan Zhao who was frowning and thinking, um, the side profile is pretty good, no wonder the big girl next to him The little daughter-in-law was in a faint.

"Although it's not very critical, it's barely a doubt." Zhan Zhao pondered as he walked with his sword in his hands, the bright yellow spikes of the sword swaying with his steps.

Ding San curled her lips, feeling unhappy. It didn't last long, she was immediately attracted by Zhan Zhao's sword spike, and stared at it curiously: "I haven't seen Zhan Zhao show a sword yet, and I don't know him What is the name of his sword? Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking:

"Master Zhan, what is the name of your sword?"

"Ju Que." Zhan Zhao replied casually.

"Giant sparrow? Does it mean big bird?" The name is really strange.

Zhan Zhao's head was full of black lines, and he felt that he had no common language with her, so he quickened his pace.

"Hey, Mr. Zhan, please slow down." Ding San hurriedly trotted along, thinking in his heart that this Mr. Cat is really hard to serve, and anything can touch his glassy heart...

The two of them walked forward for a while, and saw a group of noisy people from a long distance away, and the surrounding people were also talking about it, and the street was blocked for a while.

Ding San squeezed to the front of the crowd, and saw a woman in blue shirt standing in the crowd, the woman was holding a jade flute in her hand, she was beautiful and elegant, her complexion was extremely beautiful, elegant and pleasant, her demeanor was sweet, her eyes were clear and clear, her skin was white and crystal clear, Although the green shirt is made of cloth, it looks even more elegant and refined.However, at this moment, the girl was frowning slightly and looking at the three people in front of her. Beside the three were an old man and a little girl. The old man was protecting the little girl tightly, and the little girl was trembling in his arms. Surrounded by peaches scattered all over the place.

"Little beauty, you love to help others so much, why don't you help me too?" The man who spoke was a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and at this time he was looking wretchedly at the woman in the blue shirt.

When the woman heard this, her face sank like water.

"Master, what's the matter?" Ding San poked an old man who was watching the fun beside him.

The old man sighed and said, "Hey, the two and three Wang are well-known hooligans in this street. They collected protection money from the grandfather and grandson, but if they couldn't pay, they kicked over their stalls, beat and scolded them, This girl couldn't see it, so she spoke out to stop her, but she didn't expect to be treated lightly by this Wang Er."

Seeing that the woman was silent, Wang Er continued, "Your good brothers are still bachelors, why don't you be a good man and serve the three of us to the end! Hahahaha!" After finishing speaking, the other two followed suit. □, the people around shook their heads and sighed.

Hearing this, the green-clothed woman gripped the jade flute even tighter.

Ding San rolled his eyes and said in his heart, this girl is on the verge of falling, and it is estimated that a hero will save the beauty in a while. This hero is naturally the handsome and unrestrained Yushu Linfeng, the fourth-rank imperial guard with a knife, "Royal Cat" Zhan Zhao. , Tsk tsk, it seems that another girl is about to fall...

But at this critical juncture, it's time for the hero to play, where is the hero?

She was walking around, and turned her head to see that Zhan Zhao was still far away. Ding San ran over anxiously and said to Zhan Zhao who seemed nothing had happened: "Master Zhan, you are not a hero to save the beauty, that scoundrel is about to destroy the flower with his hands." Already!"

Zhan Zhao raised his eyebrows at Ding San, and said with a smile, "I'll leave this opportunity to you."

"Don't be kidding, we don't have this ability, Mr. Zhan, you should come, the situation is urgent!" Ding San turned his head and saw those hooligans approaching the girl step by step, and he was worried for the girl in his heart.

Zhan Zhao still held his sword in both hands, looking like he was ready to watch a good show.

Seeing him like this, Ding San stomped his feet and rushed back to the crowd to see if he could encourage the crowd to think of a way.Zhan Zhao looked at her hurried back, the corners of his mouth curved into a nice arc.

Seeing that the woman in the blue shirt remained calm, Wang Er said: "Little beauty, if you don't say anything, I will accept you as my brother." After speaking, he wanted to reach out and grab the woman's arm, but unexpectedly, the woman's wrist snapped Turning over a jade flute, it pierced the strong man's chest neatly, as light as a dragon's touch, but Wang Er flew a foot away. Wang Er's friends saw Wang Er lying on the ground and did not move. He dragged him away by rolling and crawling.

The green-clothed woman didn't take a second look at those hooligans, but bent down to pick up the scattered peaches at the feet of the little girl and the old man, and put them into the basket one by one.The little girl stared blankly at the back of the woman in the green shirt, and murmured to her grandfather, "Grandpa, is that sister Fairy?" The old man patted the little girl's head and nodded with a smile.

Ding San also walked back to Zhan Zhao's side in a daze, thinking that Zhan Zhao should have seen that the woman knew kung fu long ago, so he didn't save her.Looking back at the direction where the back of the woman in the blue shirt disappeared, he suddenly asked, "Master Zhan, do you have a girlfriend?"

"What girlfriend?" Zhan Zhao was puzzled.

"Um, it's a partner, fiancee, childhood sweetheart, best friend, etc." She didn't know how to explain the modern vocabulary of "girlfriend" to Zhan Zhao, so she could only utter several words. Then he said: "If you don't have one, you can think about that woman just now, tsk tsk, she is beautiful and refined, with unique skills, how suitable is she for you, do you want to strike up a conversation with her?"

"Don't bother, I didn't expect my little brother to have the talent to be a matchmaker." The corner of Zhan Zhao's mouth twitched.

Seeing his uneasy expression, Ding San laughed dryly, and quickly changed the subject: "Hehe, it's almost dinner time, let's go back quickly..."

After dinner, Ding San went back to the room and plunged into the bed.

It was a really exciting day. First, I was tricked by a rice tray called "Miss Wanrong" to go to a black shop for consumption, and I also won the legendary lottery, and then I saw "Sister Fairy" beat up a hooligan on the street...

Thoughts drifted to and fro, Master Fahai. Although we didn’t get along with him for a long time, Master saved his life. When he was recovering from his wounds in Jinlong Temple, he took good care of him and took good care of him. But he was killed by someone, and the murderer is still unknown...

When I was a beggar, I was not familiar with the environment. I was homeless and didn’t have enough to eat. I wanted to find a place to eat, so I stayed in Kaifeng Mansion. Now that I have the banknotes given by Xiao Zhou, I don’t want to live in Kaifeng Mansion for free. , I want to go out and travel and then open a business to be self-reliant. This should be the awakening of modern new women in the 21st century.

However, Master Fahai's death is unclear. If I leave like this, I always feel indebted to Master Fahai. It seems that only by finding the murderer of Master Fahai can I leave Kaifeng mansion with peace of mind.

It is not easy to find the murderer in this vast sea of ​​people. She tossed and turned on the bed thinking about the cause and effect of this incident. Master Fa Hai has nothing to do with the world and basically does not leave the mountain gate. Could it be that the people in this temple have murdered him?But why...

Ding San scratched his head irritably. It seems that if he wants to find clues, he still has to go to Jinlong Temple.

Yes, tomorrow I will tell Mrs. Bao to live in Jinlong Temple for a few days, and she has made up her mind.

......

In the early morning of the second day, before Ding San stepped into Master Bao's room, he caught a glimpse of a blue figure—it was none other than Zhan Zhao.

Seeing her coming to see him with a bundle early in the morning, Mr. Bao asked suspiciously: "Brother Ding, this is?"

"Uh..." Seeing that Zhan Zhao was also staring at him curiously, Ding San shivered inexplicably, and quickly turned his head to Master Bao and said, "Master Fa Hai is my savior. Now that Master was murdered, and Jinlong Temple is where the crime happened, there should be some clues to the murderer. Caomin wants to live in Jinlong Temple for two days, hoping to find the murderer and give Master Fahai an explanation .”

"Hehe, coincidence, guard Zhan also asked me to go to Jinlong Temple this morning. The little brother spent some time with the master. He should know a little about Master Fahai. He can just help guard Zhan. How about the two of you together?" How about going?" Master Bao suggested, stroking his beard.

"Uh, this..."

"What's wrong, little brother?" Mr. Bao asked seeing her expression troubled.

It's not right, it's really wrong, thinking of the last time I walked to Jinlong Temple with Zhan Zhao, my legs started to tremble, Ding San cried and said to Mr. Bao: "Mr. Bao, the journey to Jinlong Temple is long, can this time Don't you want to walk? Lord Zhan is a Lianjiazi, with strong physical strength and plenty of energy, we are just ordinary people, last time we went to Jinlong Temple to walk back and forth, and our calves sprained when we came back."

"Hehe, no problem, you and Mr. Zhan can go on horseback." Mr. Bao smiled and looked at the two of them.

......

Beside the stable, Ding San's face was wrinkled, and the tall horses snorted above her head, Zhan Zhao urged: "You pick one."

She asked in a crying voice, "Master Zhan, don't you have a carriage?"

"Only adults can ride in a carriage." When he said that, Zhan Zhao had already pulled out a maroon horse.

"But, we don't know how to ride a horse." Ding San's face wrinkled even more, he looked at the horses in the stable, and then at Zhan Zhao, "Forget it, let's walk." After speaking, he went out dejectedly Walk.

Zhan Zhao was helpless, sighed, and said to himself, this kid is really good at tossing, he can't walk, he can't even ride a horse.

He got on the horse, drove the horse to Ding San's side, and said: "Then let brother Ding and Zhan ride a horse together."

Ding San's eyes lit up, and he turned his head happily, only to see Zhan Zhao riding a maroon horse, his body was like a bamboo, his clothes were flowing, and his hair was lightly fluttering.

"Okay~" She responded happily.

Going to Zhan Zhao's side, he encountered a difficulty when he saw the stirrups. This horse is not short, and the stirrups are relatively high. She still couldn't get on the horse after jumping for a long time. Zhan Zhao rolled his eyes, picked her up, and was dizzy In an instant, Ding San realized that she was sitting firmly on the horse. She looked at Zhan Zhao holding the rein in her hands in a daze, and at the same time felt the strong masculine breath behind her. He sat obediently on the horse and did not dare to move.

Looking at her stiff sitting posture, Zhan Zhao felt a little funny, lowered his head to tell her to relax, but inadvertently smelled the faint fragrance of her hair, panicked inexplicably, quickly raised his head to look into the distance, and galloped on his horse.

After leaving the city and taking the official road, he arrived at Jinlong Temple in a short while. Zhan Zhao got off his horse first, and then Ding San also fell off the horse clumsily, squatting on the ground and retching repeatedly, his face pale.

My boy, what □□ said is correct, as expected, true knowledge comes from practice. Before, I always thought that riding a horse was a very chic thing, but I didn't realize that it was not the case until I actually practiced it.The ass of this jolted person hurts, and Zhan Zhao rides so fast, now her stomach is full of tumbling.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhan Zhao looked at her, a little puzzled, she was still alive and kicking just now.

"Ouch...it's all right, just a little 'stunned', vomit..."

"Hazy horse"?It was the first time he had heard of it.

After entering the Golden Dragon Temple, the two of them were received by Master Huixin who had discovered Fa Hai's body before.After explaining his purpose, Zhan Zhao asked Hui Xin:

"Little master, can you arrange a place for us?"

"Please follow me." The little monk led the way, and the three of them came to a squatting room after turning around.

After entering the room, Ding San looked around. There were two beds on the left and one on the right in the room. In the middle of the room was a table with tea sets neatly placed on it. Generally speaking, the cleanliness and tidiness were basically the standard of a standard hotel room.

Seeing that her face was pale, Zhan Zhao asked her to rest first, while he went to investigate on the cobblestone road where Master Fahai's body was found.

The feeling of "sick horse" is not good. After Zhan Zhao left, Ding San lay on the bed and fell asleep for a while. He didn't know when he woke up. It seemed that it was just after noon. Zhan Zhao didn't return.

"Goo..." Her stomach protested, and she decided to go out to find Huixin to see where she could get something to eat.

Going out, the temple was full of wandering, and when I turned to the Tianwang Hall, I saw Huixin greeting a middle-aged monk, and a young monk followed behind the middle-aged monk.

"Master Jiyuan." Huixin saluted.

"Little Master Huixin." The middle-aged monk returned the salute politely, but the young monk behind him returned the salute a little later, keeping his head down and keeping his eyes evasive.

"Master, if you need anything, you can ask the monks in the temple." Hui Xin said thoughtfully.

"Thank you, little master Huixin." Jiyuan said "Amitabha Buddha" gratefully, and left with his little apprentice.When the little apprentice passed by Ding San's side, she faintly smelled a faint fragrance, looked back at the little monk suspiciously, and found that the little monk was walking with twists and turns, and his posture was a bit strange.

When the two walked away, Ding San came to Huixin and asked curiously: "Master Huixin, your abbot and Master Fahai are from the generation of Fa, and you are from the generation of Hui, so what is this Master Jiyuan?" Seniors?"

Huixin smiled and motioned Ding San to look at the Temple of Heavenly Kings: "Almsgiver, please look at the statue of Wei Tuo in the Temple of Heavenly Kings. The statues of Wei Tuo in the temple are basically the same, but their postures are different. This temple is a small temple, or a small descendant temple, and does not accept any disturbance from monks coming and going; Holding the pestle vertically against the shoulders means that the monastery is an ordinary jungle. According to the needs of the monastery, monks can accept orders, and long-term singles can also be asked to get close to permanent residents; , you can accept any order from monks, and you can also ask for long-term orders to get close to permanent residence."

"Oh, then I understand. This Wei Tuo looks like he folded his hands and held the pestle horizontally, which means that he can accept orders from any monks who come and go. Then Master Jiyuan just now is a wandering monk who made orders from outside, right?"

"Yes." Huixin replied.

"Who is that little monk in gray?" She felt strange when she thought of the little monk's dodging eyes.

"It's Master Jiyuan's apprentice."

"Wandering monk and apprentice?" She tilted her head and asked in confusion.

"The temple where Master Jiyuan used to be was in disaster, leaving only his master and his disciples. Originally, he and his disciples got separated halfway, but the master had no choice but to place an order at the Jinlong Temple. Unexpectedly, his disciples also came to the Jinlong Temple , presumably this is fate." Huixin clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha".

"Gu..." Ding San's stomach rumbled untimely.

Hui Xin smiled and said: "The benefactor hasn't had lunch yet, so I'll take you to the dining hall." As soon as he heard the word "rice", Ding San happily followed Hui Xin's footsteps.

It was past lunch time, and there were not many people in the dining hall. However, Ding San unexpectedly found a familiar figure in the dining hall—this person was wearing a blue shirt and holding a jade flute. The "Sister Fairy" who beat up the gangster at the market.

Seeing Huixin and Ding San, the man nodded slightly.

Hui Xin also bowed and said, "Young Master Ding."

Hearing this, Ding San's eyes widened in an instant, what?Son?And we have the same last name!