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Resting in the dungeon for a few days, Sijin's wound has almost healed.Originally, he just wanted to come to the firearms store in the dungeon to find out the facts, but he didn't expect that an accident happened on the way, which delayed him for a while.

This is the first time in his life that he has been separated from his senior brother for such a long time.

Sijin remembers that in the winter when she was a child, monks in Taihe Temple would go down the mountain to preach scriptures and chant Buddha according to the custom, praying for a safe and smooth coming year.In general, the Buddhist practice obtained in the monastery is more popular, and the Buddhist practice that has already attained the Tao at a young age like senior brother is rare.Many rich families paid a lot of money to invite brothers to go down the mountain, which has become a rare sight in Taihe Temple.

However, people don't know that when the youngest Buddha goes down the mountain, there will always be a little bun by his side, and this little bun is Sijin himself.When the elder brother preached the scriptures, he sorted out the scriptures under his seat; when the elder brother set up an altar to praise blessings, he knocked on the wooden fish and gritted his teeth to endure the temptation of the candies handed to him by the female relatives in the audience.

The years in the mountains are long, and he has grown up in a blink of an eye.

He has grown from a little tail who only cares about sticking to his senior brother to eat candies, into a responsible monk.

At least he thought so.

Ling Qu disappeared for a few days after he was injured, and only quietly climbed into Sijin's bed after he fell asleep.The dungeon is dark, day and night, and it is always night when Sijin opens her eyes and closes her eyes.I just feel that there are more people around me when I close my eyes, and when I wake up, the people are gone.

The peacocks came and went as usual, and their minds were cleared. When the body was almost recovered, they began to take stock of their luggage and set out to go back to Taihe Temple.

I don't know the whereabouts of the senior brother these days, there is always a stone in his heart that cannot be dropped.Besides, Ling Qu is not around, so there is no need for his little servant to continue acting.

Everything that needs to be investigated during this trip has been found out. The senior brother is chasing the subordinates of the Second Prince Duan, the old monk army.

Just after dawn, the Taihe Temple is surrounded by light mist, and it is quiet and peaceful.

Si Zhan, who was cleaning fallen leaves, rubbed his eyes, saw a person coming up the foggy steps, took a closer look and found that it was Si Jin, walked up quickly, and asked anxiously: "Where have you been these days? Why is it so bad?"

"It's okay." Sijin asked, "Is there any news from Senior Brother these days?"

After hearing this, Si Zhan shook his head dejectedly: "Senior brother has not returned for five days, the host is very anxious, and you have no news, one or two are not here, the whole Taihe Temple is restless."

When he said this, Sijin felt a little sorry.In order to heal his injury, he made the host worry about it for so many days, he felt a little guilty.

"I'm going to find the host. Where is he now?" Sijin asked.

Si Zhan pointed to the high place: "At this time, the host is either in the side hall or in the Sutra Pavilion. How about I go with you?"

His temperament is uncertain, and the host asked him to sweep the floor every day to restrain his temperament.Sweeping the floor is the most boring thing, so every time he sees Sijin, he seems to see a savior.

Looking into his watery eyes, Sijin couldn't say a word of rejection.

The two went to the side hall together.

The host was chanting scriptures routinely, and the audience was full of people.Sijin and Sizhan went in on tiptoe, but they were still seen by brother Ling Mu, who led the recitation beside the host.

The senior brother put away the holding beads and stood up, beckoning the two of them to go over and ask: "I haven't seen you for a few days, what useful information can I find in the dungeon?"

Sijin said: "There is a firearms store in the underground city. Not long ago, a batch of firearms were sold. The snap buttons on the mounts of these firearms are exactly the same as the ones you picked up last time, brother."

"Firearms? Isn't this something that is forbidden outside the three major battalions? Could it be the official family?" Ling Song frowned, with a nervous voice.

He thought for a while and said, "No matter how calm Ling Song is, firearms don't have eyes. In this way, you and I should prepare quickly, and now follow the path where Ling Song disappeared."

After hearing this, Si Zhan raised his hand: "Me! And me! I'm going to look for Brother Ling Song too! If there is one more person looking for it, the search will be faster."

"You are not allowed to go." The host's voice came from behind, and the surroundings became a little quiet.

"The situation is unclear now, and going there will add to the chaos." The host pulled Si Zhan away, and then said to Si Jin, "The matter of firearms is no small matter. Once it is found out that it is not something from the three major battalions, it will definitely alarm the higher-ups. Taihe Since the incident about the princess and the city lord's wife happened in the temple, it has already been the target of public criticism. If he still goes to war this time, the deputy city lord may not be able to withstand the pressure from above. Taihe Temple has been blessed by the deputy city lord over the years and cannot cause trouble for him. .”

The host said so much, Sijin couldn't fully understand.He only asked the part he cared about: "What should I do, brother?"

The host's tone and attitude made him uneasy.

Sure enough, after hearing his question, the host's expression darkened.He was old, and his eye sockets were obviously sunken. When the light was backlit, it was even pitch black, which made people feel oppressed.But Si Jin didn't feel depressed.In Sijin's impression, the host is the most benevolent Buddhist cultivator in the entire Taihe Temple, and he smiles and sends his blessings and entrustments to the younger generation every Chinese New Year and festival.

Therefore, he couldn't believe what the host said.

Because the host sighed, and replied: "It's up to people to plan things, but it's up to God to make things happen. Ling Song has his own sense of propriety."

How can this be?Sijin was immediately stunned.

Ling Mu trembled in disbelief after hearing the host's decision: "Master, the first one is facing the monk army. The monk army is chaotic and complicated, and some people behave like dogs. If we don't intervene, the first one may not be able to maintain the murderous army alone." What a blessing!"

"Yes, host, we have to save Senior Brother Ling Song! Save Senior Brother Ling Song!" Si Zhan also tugged on the host's sleeve anxiously.

"You don't want to talk." The host stared at Si Zhan, then turned to Si Jin and Ling Mu, "If you two are really worried, I allow you to go down the mountain to find him in your own name. Remember, don't say anything Don't involve the Taihe Temple with your true identity. As the abbot of the Taihe Temple, the old man must consider the overall situation, and he can only consider the overall situation. He has been in the temple for many years, and he has contributed a lot. I hope you can do your best Bring him back safely."

It is enough to have this sentence.Sijin and Lingmu looked at each other, and then excitedly said to the host: "Thank you for the host. We will definitely bring back the first seat!"

After the two left.Si Zhan looked enviously at the backs of the two leaving, and asked the host next to him: "Why won't the host let me go?"

The scenery outside Taihe Temple seems to be something beyond reach for him.

"The mountain is safe and stable." The host saw the envy and loneliness in his eyes, and there was a bit of hatred in his tone, "Among the few generations, only you were brought up by the old monk, and the old monk will naturally take care of everything. The old monk knows You are mediocre in Buddhism, and you are not good at dancing and writing. You are not good at sticks, knives or guns, but fortunately, you are lively, optimistic and interesting. Only the days in the mountains are the most suitable for you. I hope that the rest of your life will be safe and sound, even if it is dull, don’t It involves too many things outside the temple. This way, if the old monk passes away one day, I can rest assured of you."

"Host, please don't say that." Si Zhan hugged the host tightly with red eye circles, his voice was a little choked up, "Si Zhan listened to the host and stayed with the Taihe Temple for the rest of his life, not going anywhere."

Brothers Sijin and Lingmu received the secret order from the host and decided to go down the mountain that night to find the whereabouts of their brothers.

Ling currently stays in the monastery for a few years and is in charge of sorting out the books in the scripture building, and rarely goes out for a walk. This time, he spent a lot of money to find Ling Song, and brought all the dust-covered martial sticks with him.He thought: After all, the mountain is no better than the temple, he is looking for people, not to hold back.

"You have been with Ling Song for so many years, I have never known how good your skills are." On the way, Ling Mu said to Si Jin.

In fact, he didn't need to ask this question at all.After all, in his eyes, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, Xiao Sijin follows Ling Song to learn classics and practice martial arts, and as time goes by, she behaves like Ling Song in dealing with people.

The disciples brought up by Ling Song are naturally superb in martial arts.

Sijin smiled and said, "How can I compare with senior brother? It's just a drawing from a gourd."

He said this sincerely, and there was no element of self-effacing in it.The senior brother has always been his guide and his elusive goal.In his dreams, he hopes that one day he will become a practitioner like his brother.

Unexpectedly, Ling's eyes looked into the distance, and he sighed faintly: "Ling Song, he actually doesn't live like him."

Sijin froze for a moment, and asked, "How?"

Ling Mu said: "I still remember the scene when he entered the Taihe Temple for the first time. He was covered in blood, his eyes were scarlet, and his face was full of murderous looks. He didn't fit in with the Taihe Temple. It was snowing heavily, and he knelt in the snow, Kneeling for a whole day, the blood on my body seeped into the snow and melted a large area, which was shocking. At that time, all Buddhist monks in Taihe Temple were unwilling to let a murderous demon enter, and only the abbot was willing to see him."

"And then?" Sijin asked.He had never heard his brother talk about these things.

"The host asked a question. The host said, if there is an old enemy who has a blood feud with you in this door, are you willing to let go of the hatred in your heart for the sake of the temple's rules and regulations? This question is really difficult, and all the Buddhist practitioners present are silent. Waiting for Ling Song's answer."

"How did senior brother answer?" Sijin couldn't help asking.

Ling Mu's thoughts seemed to drift far away: "The current Ling Song is his answer to the host."

Sijin understands, but doesn't seem to understand.Without a similar experience, who can really put themselves in the shoes of others?

"Are you wondering why I'm saying this at this time?" Ling Mu asked with a smile.His smile made Sijin a little dazed.

Compared with other senior brothers of the same sect, Ling Mu is the gentlest one. Sijin heard more than one time that if he didn't step into the gate of Taihe Temple, Ling Mu must be a well-educated rich young master.

Once she hears such words too much, Sijin will unconsciously look at Lingmu in this way.Ling Mu's smile made the image of a well-educated rich young master deepen in his heart.

Sijin said seriously: "You can say these words at any time."

Ling Mu nodded, with some melancholy in his eyes: "Did I never tell you that before entering Taihe Temple, Ling Song also joined the monk army?"

Ling Qu went to the firearms shop, and as soon as he left, someone was staring at him.

After getting into the carriage, Ling Qu didn't even bother to pull the curtains, and asked Chu Ji to drive the carriage around the street.

A lifeless place like the dungeon is no different from Lord Yama's underworld, and Chu Ji really doesn't know what to visit.But since it was the master's order, he could only bite the bullet and let the horse go slower.

The carriage drove the breeze, which made the curtains slightly undulate.During the ups and downs, Ling Qu glanced casually, and saw the place where he lived when he was a child.

A few shabby tiles are incomplete and can neither shelter the rain nor the cold.At that time, Lingqu was nestled in the place where his legs could not be stretched straight, living carelessly.

With just one glance, Ling Qu withdrew his gaze, and no longer let unnecessary emotions appear on his face.

He could smell a strange smell in the air, and this smell has been following the carriage he was in.Deliberately letting Chu Ji choose a remote road, the smell made a detour and was still able to keep up.

strange.

Ling Mu touched the jade ring on his finger with an inexplicable expression.

"Stop the car." He said suddenly.

Looking at the dark surroundings, Chu Ji was a little at a loss: "Master, where are you singing? You can walk out of the dungeon after a short walk."

"If you are told to stop, stop. Your life is worthless, are you still worried that I will harm you?" Ling Qu raised the curtain of the car, "If anyone comes later, remember to stay away."

Chu Ji shrank his head, so he could only obediently say: "Yes."

Master understands his temper.He is timid by nature, and he is the worst at fighting and killing. He panics when he sees it. It is already considered good not to hold back at critical moments, and he can't help at all.Over time, the master would rather he find a place to hide than see him trembling like a sieve when the two sides confront each other.

After Chu Ji chose a safe corner to hide, Ling Qu brushed off the incense ash on the soft cloak, and casually looked into the distance: "It's easy to see me, it doesn't take so much effort."

His voice was lukewarm, without the slightest emotion in it, which was really unpredictable.

Long Ruizhi came out from the darkness, and stepped forward with cupped fists: "I've seen City Lord Wuma."

"Don't dare to take it." Ling Qu slammed open his fan.

This black gold fan is the most plain in all his inventory. It took a lot of effort to choose it. Although the phoenix bird on the fan was stitched by craftsmen stitch by stitch with gold thread, but these days he The more I look at this fan, the more I feel plain, and I even want to find another person to stab a line next to it, "Growing beans at the foot of the southern mountain, the grass is full of bean sprouts and the bean sprouts are thin."

In other words, this fan is more in line with Wumazhen's superficial temperament.

Unexpectedly, Long Ruishi is a knowledgeable person. When he saw his fan, he immediately said: "Golden silk phoenix pinches the fan! What a good thing! At the beginning, Prince Qi spent thousands of dollars to beg, and he didn't even touch a phoenix feather. It actually came into the pocket of the City Lord Wuma. Sure enough, the hero sees the same thing, and the City Lord has extraordinary taste and insight!"

His flattery hit the right position, even if Ling Qu didn't feel much moved in his heart, he still pretended to be praised: "Commander Long is really well-informed."

By the way, I would like to add: "Some things are about fate. He, Prince Qi, just left his family property empty. In recent years, he has been so downcast that his whole body is only worth the word 'Prince'. If he spends a lot of money to buy a fan, he is willing to buy it." , people may not be willing to sell it to him."

Long Ruishi laughed loudly: "Everything the city lord said makes sense. The most important thing for a person is to have self-knowledge."

He had no intention of cutting willows, but Wu Mazhen's eyes faded: "Commander Long came today uninvited, wouldn't it be as simple as talking to me about taste and opinion? It's just that I find it strange. I have never had much contact with the monks. There is no interest involved with the monk army, why does Commander Long want to see me?"

Isn't it the biggest characteristic of Wumazhen that the weather is uncertain and unpredictable?This is what Ling Qu knows at his fingertips.

Seeing this, Long Ruizhi immediately made a "please" gesture: "Can the city lord find a place to sit down and talk in detail?"

Wuma really glanced at him, but said: "Listen a little bit, don't worry about it."

Long Ruizhi was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to say: "That's fine. I'm here this time for no other reason than to ask your lord to speak nicely in front of General Qi Diao for me."

As soon as this remark came out, Wuma really smiled subconsciously: "Is the commander crazy or am I crazy? Who doesn't know that I am in a relationship with his paper general, and you let me speak for you in front of him? Or is he a fire army?" In recent days, he has become so rich that even the members of the monk army want to force him to raise him, so you don't want to make such a move?"

This city lord was even more difficult to deal with than imagined.More than half of Long Ruizhi's previous composure had gone, and fine sweat even oozed from his forehead.

"...It was General Qi Diao himself who said, 'If you want to be my commander, you must obtain the consent of the city lord', that's why I dared to ask you."

Sijin and Lingmu searched along the road where the senior brother left on the day of the incident, and they searched for a day without knowing it.

When the lanterns come on, the villages at the foot of the mountain are filled with smoke.

Ling Mu said, "There's no hurry, let's eat something to satisfy our hunger first."

Sijin happened to be hungry too, so she nodded and asked, "What would Brother Lingmu want to eat, I'll go buy it."

He has Ling Qu's purse on his body, which Ling Qu casually hung around his neck that night.After waking up, the money bag was stuffed into his luggage, and he wouldn't have noticed it if he hadn't packed up his things recently.

Ling Mu heard this, and quickly refused, and stepped forward to pay the money: "How can I let my junior brother spend money. If Ling Song knew, I must blame me for not taking good care of you. Two hot vegetables and two plum cakes, I remember you love To eat plum blossom cakes, I used to ask fellow disciples who came down the mountain to bring them for you. It’s just that freshly baked plum blossom cakes are more fragrant, so you must have never tasted them.”

He handed over the money so quickly that he didn't give Sijin a chance to react at all. Although Sijin felt regretful, she could only give up for the time being.

"Thank you, brother."

The so-called hot vegetables are to use wooden bamboo sticks to string some vegetables and put them in a boiling pot to boil.After taking it out, pour some delicious soup on it to taste.Sijin seldom eats this, but once in a while, she finds that the taste is not bad.Plum blossom cake is indeed his favorite food, especially the freshly baked plum cake has a strong smell, which is different from the smell brought back from the previous night, and he was stunned by the smell.

He couldn't believe that there were such delicious pastries in this world.Moreover, the pastry held in the palm was as realistic as a plum blossom, which made him unable to begin.

"Delicious." He finally took a bite and couldn't help but say.

If there is anything in this world that can make him forget his troubles for a while, it is probably only pastries!

"Eat slowly." Ling Mu saw it and went to buy another piece for him.

"Tonight we will search for Ling Song in this area. If we still don't find it, we will enter the city tomorrow." Ling Mu said.

Sijin shook her head: "Brother won't be in this area."

"Why?" Ling Mu asked.

Sijin wiped the corners of her mouth and said, "Although this is at the foot of the mountain, it is still within the scope of the Taihe Temple. It was originally stipulated that there should be no monk camp around the Taihe Temple."

As soon as he said Ling Mu, he understood: "In this case, then find an inn here to rest for a while, and go to the city tomorrow to look for it."

There are many inns at the foot of the mountain, and after discussing with her senior brother, Sijin stayed in a simple but clean inn.

Although the inn faces the street, it is at the end of the street and is very clean.

Pushing open the window lattice, the sound of insects can be heard all around Sijin's ears, and the night is as cool as water, making it more and more quiet.Occasionally, carriages and horses pass by, which only brings a series of ringing bells, adding a bit of business to the night.

I don't know what the peacock is doing at this moment?Did he know he had left the dungeon?Si Jin couldn't help thinking.

"What are you thinking about? Go take a bath. You've been tired all day, go to bed earlier." Ling Mu walked out with a book in his hands.He had just showered, and his face was covered with hot and humid breath.

Only then did Sijin come to her senses: "Understood. Senior brother, go to sleep."

Taking a bath is just enough to get rid of the chill in the dungeon these days.

In the past at this time, peacocks would come to climb his bed. At first he was not used to it, but after one or two times, he somehow got used to it.The peacock climbed the bed very lightly, probably because he didn't want to wake him up.But Sijin sometimes sleeps lightly, even if there is no sound, she can feel the slight depression of the bed.

Peacocks can't climb the bed today.

Sijin soaked her whole body in the warm water.He is familiar with water, and likes to hold his breath in the water when thinking about problems, and he can even spit out a series of bubbles, making the whole bathtub make a "gurgling" sound.

Sijin was grunting when she suddenly felt a black shadow pressing down on the bathtub.

He was taken aback by surprise, couldn't hold his breath anymore, stood up with a crash, and met Ling Qu's gaze.

"I saw the window was open, so I came in. I didn't expect to delay your shower." Ling Qu closed the window with his backhand, and looked him over. "You have a big heart to take a shower with the window open."

"If you don't open the window, the room will be stuffy." Sijin lay down again.

"If outsiders saw your situation just now, who should I talk to?" Ling Qu smiled and sat down beside him, "As long as the voice of the master is nice, I will take a bath for the master."

"Who wants you to take a bath?" Sijin turned around the tub.He didn't like Ling Qu sitting behind him, because it was too itchy for Ling Qu's warm breath to hit the back of his neck when he spoke.

"I took so much pains to find you, so there's no credit but hard work, right? You shouldn't have said something nice to comfort me?" Ling Qu picked up his jade feet hidden in the water.

Seeing this, Sijin tried to pull back her feet, and asked vigilantly, "Do you want to hear what I have to say?"

Every time the peacock smiled, nothing good happened, and Sijin was fooled several times.

Ling Qu refused to let him go, instead he squinted his eyes and smiled: "For example, Mr. Xiang or something."

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Xiao Sijin: I have a special skill of spitting bubbles :)

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