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Since there are still descendants of the Qingyang Palace, everyone discussed to bring back Dingzhen, who was out wandering, but there was no news about Dingzhen after he put up an order in the Temple of the City God two years ago. Can't find it.

In the end, everyone discussed and decided that the Taoist Association and the Bureau of Non-Professional Management would issue a missing person notice in the internal system, and send it to various local Taoist associations and branch bureaus, so that if someone encounters Dingzhen, they can be notified in time to come back.

The disciples of the Taoist Association first restrained the corpses of several people, because they died in vain.He was tortured during his lifetime, so he needs to do rituals for seven days to comfort the dead, and then find an auspicious day for burial.

A few disciples were left to guard the corpse.The group returned to the homestay.

Daoist Zhu printed Dingzhen's photos and basic information separately, and then gave them to his disciples to scan and distribute to the groups of Taoist associations in various places. If he is lucky enough to find someone, maybe Dingzhen can come back to see him Master's last side.

Rong Sui also took a copy. He looked at the two-inch bareheaded photo on the missing person notice, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he looked, and he thought it couldn't be such a coincidence.

"Look, does this person look a bit like that little Taoist priest begging for buns?" Rong Sui poked Yin Zhuzhi with his elbow.

This photo was taken before Dingzhen was 16 years old before he went out to travel. It has been more than two years now. Compared with the little Taoist priest, his face is much more immature, but his eyebrows, eyes and outline are similar.

Yin Zhuzhi looked at it for a while, and affirmed, "It's just one person."

Rong Sui was stunned for a moment. At first, he just thought it was a bit similar, and thought it shouldn't be such a coincidence, but he didn't expect that it was really a person, so he hurriedly went to Taoist Zhu and the others with the missing person notice.

Everyone did not expect such a coincidence, Zhang Qianyuan said: "Contact first to confirm, if it is true, you can come back to see his master for the last time, and comfort the spirit of the dead."

Rong Sui hurriedly called Bai Tu, and when he picked it up, the background sound was a bit noisy, "Hello?"

"Are you at home?" Rong Sui vaguely heard the cubs playing and asked.

Bai Tu took his mobile phone and walked to the balcony, "Well, I'm here, I'm going out to tell you about the noise in the house." As soon as he finished speaking, a heavy and fluffy kid was dragged on his lap.

Wen Tun hugged his leg, raised his head and asked in a muffled voice, "Did Teacher Rong call?"

She Bishi was small and nimble and crawled fast, and he had already climbed onto Baitu's shoulder. He stretched his head to look at the screen of the phone, and shouted, "It's the teacher!"

The cubs in the house heard it, and they all came over with a whoosh. Suizu ran slowly, so he could only pat the little Taoist next to him with his tail, and ordered: "You carry me over."

The little Taoist swallowed the potato chips, clapped his hands and hugged Suizu, wondering: "Who called back?"

Suizu smacked his face with water, "You don't need to ask, stupid."

Xie Feng: "...???" All right, all right, you are the money maker and you have the final say.

He hugged Suizu and squeezed over, relying on his height, he directly held Suizu up to the phone. Suizu glanced triumphantly at Wen Tun, who was pulling his legs, and called "Teacher" sweetly.

Rong Sui let out an "hey" and asked Bai Tu: "Do you remember the little Taoist priest who came to our house to beg for buns last time? He set up a stall opposite the vegetable market for fortune-telling. Help me find him, and I will find him." In a hurry."

Bai Tu responded with an "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss's', "Wait, he's right next to me, should I ask him to answer the phone?"

Unexpectedly, the topic suddenly turned to himself, the little Taoist took the phone in doubt, and said "Hello" hesitantly.

Unexpectedly, there was someone nearby, Rong Sui got stuck, and for a moment he didn't know how to tell him the bad news about Qingyang Temple, so he could only say: "I'm in Qingyang Temple, something happened here, can you come back now?" ?”

The second monk Xie Fengzhang was puzzled, "What happened? You are in Qingyang Temple? What about my master? He allowed me to go back?"

He has always wanted to go back to Qingyang Temple. He has no money and can't eat enough outside, and spends all day eating and sleeping in the open, but the master told him before he was driven out that he would not be allowed to go back until he realized the Tao.He can only save some money every month to use the public phone to call his master.

Rong Sui paused, and said in a shy voice: "Well, you should come back first. You give the phone to the night tour girl, and I will ask her to help bring you back."

Xie Feng was even happier when he heard that, he really made him go back now, and he didn't have the money to buy a ticket, so he took the mobile phone into the room and handed it to the night tour girl, looking at her expectantly.

The Night Walking Girl said a few words to Rong Sui, looked at the little Taoist priest who was still jovial with pity, threw the phone back to Baitu, turned back to its original shape, picked up the little Taoist priest by his back collar, and The person was thrown on his back and flew directly from the balcony on the second floor.

Xie Feng was so frightened, he carefully grabbed her feathers to stabilize his body, and muttered softly, "I'm so scared to death, why are you so rude."

All eight heads of the night wandering girl turned to look at him, and the little Taoist shrank his neck from being stared at, and looked at her fearfully.Thinking about what Rong Sui said on the phone, Ye Xing You Nu didn't bother with the poor little Taoist priest. She told him to hurry up with a deep voice, and then flapped her wings and accelerated to Huaiyin.

She has been to Huaiyin once, but she still remembers the way.

Rong Sui and the others first went to Qingyang Temple, where the Taoist priests had already started, and the low-pitched chanting sound was like mourning and joy. They waited for almost an hour, and the night wandering girl arrived with the little Taoist priest.

Flying all the way, the little Taoist felt a little dizzy, and his legs were soft when he came down.He shook his head in a dizzy state, and before he could stand still, he was stopped and pushed out by other people. He stepped back inexplicably, his eyes passed through the gap between several people, and he just happened to glance at the corpses placed side by side in the hall, and his body suddenly froze. Living.

The courtyard was filled with the sound of Taoist priests chanting the mantra of passing away. His brain was shaken and his face turned pale. The others noticed his expression and stopped moving for a moment. They wanted to pull him away. Go out, let him make mental preparations first, but he still saw it.

Xie Feng's face was pale, he pushed away everyone and staggered forward, hugging the old temple master's leg, "Master?"

Shaking his hands, he lifted the white cloth, revealing a familiar face that was gray and corrupt.His lips trembled, tears rolled in his eyes and fell unbearably.He looked around in a daze, there were still four corpses beside the old temple master from left to right, he shook his hands for a long time, and then he finally mustered up the courage to lift off the other three pieces of white cloth, revealing the familiar faces underneath.

"Senior Brother? Master?" He looked at the corpse blankly, after a long while he fell to his knees and cried bitterly on the old Buddhist's corpse.

Daoist Zhu stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, sighing, "Dingzhen, you...sorry and obedient."

Xie Feng raised his head, his eyes were red, "What's going on? My master and the others... how could it be like this?"

"It's Wuzhiqi and Heijiao." Zhu Daochang sighed sadly, "The seal of the well is broken."

Xie Feng looked dumbfounded, "How is it possible..." He muttered in a low voice, got up staggeringly and rushed to the backyard, the others were worried, so they could only follow.

The forbidden area still looked dilapidated, and because of the black dragon, it was even more dilapidated. Xie Feng picked up the scorched talisman and broken rope on the ground, and after looking at it for a while, he said coldly: "This seal came from It's broken outside."

"Someone broke the seal from the outside." The tears on his face were still red, but his expression had calmed down, "Someone killed my master and brother, and then broke the seal to release Wuzhiqi? "

The others were silent, this was what they had guessed a long time ago, and it was just confirmed again at this moment, but now they don't even know who did it and for what purpose.

"You don't know who it is either?" Xie Feng was stunned.

Zhang Qianyuan patted him on the shoulder and said: "In addition to Qingyang Temple, other two Suolongjings also had accidents. We will continue to investigate this matter. You are the only one left in Qingyang Temple. I will rely on you to support me in the future. I also mourn for you." Succeed."

Xie Feng was silent, raised his hand for a moment to wipe away the tears on his face, and showed an ugly smile, "I see, I'm going to see Master and Senior Brother."

After he got up, he floated to the front again like a ghost. The Taoist priests were still chanting sutras. He walked up to the old Taoist priest's body, stood still solemnly, then knelt heavily on his knees, and kowtowed firmly three times.

Rong Sui watched sadly from the sidelines. The little Taoist priest had a cheerful personality. Rong Sui always looked cheerful every time he saw him, but now he has undergone such a big change, as if he has changed in an instant.

After Xie Feng kowtowed, like other disciples, he solemnly recited the mantra of passing away to save his master and brother.

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After seven full days of religious ceremonies, it was the auspicious day for several people to go out and be buried.The crowd deliberately picked an auspicious time, and headed by Xie Feng, they personally sent the body to Huai Yin Yin Association for burial.There is a Taoist cemetery over there. The Taoist priests of the Quanzhen sect have no family and no children. After death, the local Taoist Association will settle the funeral.

After a few days, Xie Feng was much more silent. After watching his master and senior brother die in peace with his own eyes, he followed everyone back to Qingyang Temple in silence.

After this incident, the Qingyang Temple became more and more withered, and there was almost no trace of popularity. After Xie Feng came back, he went into the old temple master's room and never came out, not even eating.Rong Sui was worried that he couldn't think about it, so he thought about it and went to the back room to look for him with the food.

The yard was quiet, everyone knew that he was in a bad mood, so they were considerate and didn't bother him. Rong Sui went to knock on the door with the food, and Xie Feng came to open the door half a day later, and only opened a crack in the door to see.

Rong Sui passed the food forward, "You didn't eat lunch."

Xie Feng hesitated for a moment and opened the door to let him in.

The residence of the old temple master is very simple, and the furnishings in the house are even so simple that they are a bit poor.Xie Feng was sitting on the table beside the bed, the old wooden table was worn smooth, obviously the previous owner often liked to sit here.

"Master used to like to sit here and drink tea." Xie Feng lightly stroked the teacup on the table. The extremely simple white porcelain cup had no pattern at all, and there was even a hole on the side.Xie Feng looked at the teacup with nostalgia on his face, "Master's tea is very bitter. What I hated most before was to drink the tea made by Master."

But now, even if he wanted to, he couldn't drink it.The so-called tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to support but does not wait for the relatives, this is the case.

Rong Sui put the food on the table in the outer room and sat down opposite him. He had never experienced the pain of the death of a loved one, but he also knew that such pain would not be the calmness shown by Xie Feng. Pain, only those who have experienced it personally can know, he can only say: "Old Temple Master must also hope that you will be well in the future."

Xie Feng smiled wryly, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. The tea leaves were left by the master, and the brewed tea was very bitter, bitter to the heart.