Wulin Mysteries

The next day Qin Yuanxiu saw Xiu Yuan again, he had already finished his precepts, standing in the corner of the wall yesterday, his eyes were red, and he shed tears for a long time in silence.

"Little monk, why are you crying?"

Xiu Yuan showed him the ring scar that had just been ironed, the twelve black dots, it must have been painful.

"You don't have parents, how do you become a monk?"

Xiu Yuan shook his head:

"I only have Master."

Qin Yuanxiu thought to himself, when the old monk dies, or when he grows up, he will come to find the young monk and take him away, so that he won't suffer these crimes anymore.

Xiu Yuan stopped talking, and stepped on the snow by himself, walking slowly.

Qin Yuanxiu asked him what he was doing, and he only said that it was "breaking the precepts", so Young Master Qin went with him.In the icy and snowy world, he was wearing a fox fur. The fox fur was fiery red and clung to his neck warmly, while Xiu Yuan himself was only wearing a thin sea green with a close-fitting jacket inside. After all, he was a four or five-year-old doll, and He didn't hide it, he was shivering from the cold, and his hands were flushed from the cold.

"Wear this one for me." Qin Yuanxiu took off the fox fur and put it on Xiu Yuan. The nine-year-old child is already quite tall, and the little monk wore it. The fox fur was dragged on the ground, stained by the thawed snow. After getting wet with the fox fur cloak, he obediently took off the clothes and held them in his hands. It was a thick ball, and the hanging part was almost as high as him.The little monk blinked, stretched out his hand carefully to touch the fluffy fox fur, rubbed his face on the fox fur, squinted his eyes in comfort, then changed the other face to rub, and then returned to Young Master Qin: "Here You, I'm not cold, don't get dirty."

Qin Yuanxiu took Xiao Xiuyuan to the pavilion, picked up a place to wipe off the snow, and asked him to sit down: "I'll blow it for you, so that it can dissipate faster."

The little monk was already much shorter than Mr. Qin, and as soon as the two sat down, Qin Yuanxiu hugged Xiao Xiuyuan's head and blew gently, and then touched the ring scar that had just been scalded. He frowned, but kept silent.

After a while, Xiu Yuan touched his little bald head, jumped off the pavilion and promenade, and said to Qin Yuanxiu: "Little brother, I have to go to morning class." After a while, it disappeared at the end of the ice and snow.

For three days in a row, Qin Yuanxiu came to find Yuanxiu. When Master Huizhi saw him, he said to Qin Feng: "Master Ling is destined to be a disciple of me, so let him act as a landlord on my behalf and lead Master Qin around. Walk."

Qin Feng nodded in agreement, Hui Zhi called Xiu Yuan to his side and explained carefully.Although the baby is young, she grew up in the temple and is very familiar with it. It is not difficult to take Qin Yuanxiu around.

Qin Yuanxiu stayed in Lingyin Temple for seven days, Qin Feng seemed to have something to do, and he left the temple every day.He stayed with Xiao Xiuyuan, and for convenience, Huizhi even let them share a meditation room.

At night, Xiu Yuan climbed into the bed, tucked into the quilt with a round body, tucked in the corners of the quilt after lying flat, and tucked his hands and feet into the warm thick quilt, leaving only one face exposed, his eyes wandering, Look at Qin Yuanxiu, starting from the fox fur, taking off all the clothes one by one, leaving only the obscene clothes and trousers.

"Little brother, if you're so slow, you'll freeze." Xiao Xiuyuan blinked and told Mr. Qin solemnly.

"Xiu Yuan, can I sleep with you?" Young Master Qin pointed to the opposite bed, with a cold quilt and thin quilt, without any trace of popularity.

Xiu Yuan rolled around on the bed, consciously giving up a large space, Qin Yuanxiu lay down, wrapped the fox fur cloak on Xiu Yuan's quilt, and hugged them together, the two children slept soundly.

After another three days like this, Qin Feng finished the matter and wanted to take the young master back to Suzhou Mansion by the same route. Hui Zhi and his party sent them to the ferry. Qin Yuanxiu was very reluctant to Xiu Yuan: "I will come to find you your."

Xiu Yuan is still young and doesn't care about these words.He just felt that he was very happy to have someone to accompany him these few days, so he nodded and waved goodbye to Qin Yuanxiu.

In the blink of an eye, another ten years passed, Xiu Yuan practiced martial arts every day, and he was no longer the fat and puffy little monk, but gradually grew into a slender and well-proportioned young man.During the day, he chanted sutras, chanted Buddhism, and studied martial arts. He seemed calm and introverted. He was the most proud disciple of Master Huizhi. Quit, great joy.

As for what Qin Yuanxiu said to him, he has long forgotten everything, but only vaguely remembers that there is such a person, the master occasionally mentioned it to him, but he has no impression at all, so he doesn't answer.

When Xiu Yuan was 15 years old, Qin Yuanxiu and his brother Qin Yuanxing were already well-known family members, known as "Juxian Erqin", and Qin Yuanxing had already practiced the "Hunyuan Sword Technique" well , is talked about with great relish, and everyone praises him unanimously. In three to five years, he will definitely have great achievements.

On a spring afternoon, Qin Yuanxiu appeared at the ferry by the river alone with a boat, when Xiuyuan and his brothers came here to carry water, a large group of people, for some reason, Qin Yuanxiu could tell at a glance, The young man with low brows and stooped waist is Xiu Yuan.

Qin Yuanxiu stayed in Lingyin Temple for a few days, and after returning, he frequently communicated with Xiuyuan, and Hongyan passed on the letter.The two gradually became less restrained, and Xiuyuan regarded him as a respectable and amiable elder brother and friend, and promised that next time if the master sent him a mission and needed to leave the temple, he would definitely go to Suzhou Mansion and visit Juxianzhuang as a guest.

In the blink of an eye, it was another two or three years, but no matter what Xiuyuan did, he never expected that Lingyin Temple would cease to exist overnight, the temple would be destroyed and people would die, and he would become someone else's plaything, beyond his control.

He woke up early in the morning. There were no flowers, birds, wormwood, or gurgling rivers. The surrounding area was deserted, and the cultivation of fate was like a ridiculous dream. He couldn't even tell whether it was a fake month or so, or he was still dreaming.

Until he stood up and found himself thrown in the dilapidated gazebo, about a mile to the west, was the place where he fell off the cliff.

Xiuyuan left the gazebo, and the love fluid behind him had long since dried up, which showed that there were traces to follow, and it was not a fantasy.He was still wearing the sea blue robe, which was already out of shape, mottled with semen, wrinkled, and could barely cover his body, but he couldn't wear it to walk around the rivers and lakes. His master was gone, so he couldn't be a great shame to Lingyin Temple.

Xiu Yuan went down the mountain, and in the yard of a farmer on the mountainside, he secretly picked up a piece of clothing, changed it and ran away.

"Monk stealing clothes, where did the wild monk come from, shameless thing!" The peasant woman came out of the house, saw Xiu Yuan wearing his man's clothes, and immediately yelled. Her children were playing in front of the house. When the woman shouted, she picked up bricks and stones and threw them at Xiu Yuan.

Xiu Yuan had been starving for a day and a night. He had no strength at all, and he was ashamed, so he just kept avoiding it. The side face and the back of the head were still hit by a brick, leaving a gash and bleeding.

"Oh, it hit, mother, I hit that wild monk!"

Xiu Yuan ran away in embarrassment, and the voice behind him became more and more distant, until finally it disappeared completely.