[Seven Five] Sword Que Merry

The old monk's hand beating the wooden fish stopped suddenly, then he tilted his head slightly, and his voice was hoarse:

"No reason, why hide?"

"It's not for no reason." The old monk pondered for a while, as if he didn't know where to start, "I just calculated for you in front of the shrine, you may have bloody disasters these days, if you don't make trouble, you will... die. "

He specially emphasized the last three words.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the old monk still turned his head and knocked on the wooden fish leisurely.

"I'm on the verge of dying. It's not surprising that I die today. Why do I need to hide?"

"This……"

"Amitabha." He sighed, "It's fate, and who can avoid it..."

Under the flower terrace of the monastery, Zhan Zhao almost walked all over the monastery, but he didn't see any reaction from Nian Yi. After a lap, the sun was so strong that even he couldn't stand it, so he found a cool place to rest for a while.

The white cat in his arms also frowned, probably feeling that the sun was hot, and arched its head straight into his arms.

Zhan Zhao was helpless, and he didn't have an umbrella at hand, so he put his hand over her head to cover her.

"...Is that person really here?" He muttered to himself.

Nianyi in his arms opened one eye and let out a weak "meow".

Worrying about her unwell, he sat for a while, Zhan Zhao was about to get up and leave, when suddenly Nian Yi raised his head and struggled a few times, jumped out of his arms, and ran quickly into the grass.

"Read one?"

She was too small, and her movements were too fast, she didn't know where she went in the blink of an eye, so Zhan Zhao hurriedly followed the memory and walked around the courtyard gate to the depths of the temple.

This girl, at least tell her, just leave, tell him where to find...

Zhan Zhao shook his head and sighed.

Seeing that he was almost at the residence of the monks in the temple, there was a floor-sweeping monk on the opposite side who came up and spoke:

"Benefactor, who are you looking for?"

Zhan Zhao looked at him with his head, and asked him in a low voice, "Where does that lead to?"

"That's the meditation room, the place where the masters recite scriptures. You can't go in right now. You can come in after the alms are finished."

He had no choice but to explain: "I've got something in it."

"Something?" Monk sweeping the floor was puzzled, "What thing?"

Zhan Zhao is helpless: "Cat."

"what?"

While talking, he heard a cat meowing in the distance, Zhan Zhao and the monk nodded at the same time.

But under the shade of a tree, a white cat was squatting pretty, raised its head, and looked at the person in front of it.Standing opposite it is a mage wearing cassock and holding a Zen staff.Seeing that he is about seventy years old, seven feet long, and skinny, he needs help even when he walks, and he seems to fall down when the wind blows.

"Master." The little monk who was supporting him reminded him in a low voice, "There is a white cat at your feet, looking at you."

"Oh..." The old monk paused, groping and bending down.

Zhan Zhao frowned and stared at his every move, his eyes were blank, his palms trembled slightly, it could be seen that his eyes could no longer see.

The old withered hands trembled down and touched something fluffy and warm.The white cat seemed disgusted, and quickly avoided it after his hand touched the top of its head.

"Huiming, go get some food to feed it, it must be very hungry, it's poor."

The old monk withdrew his hand and stood up with difficulty.

"Hey, good." The little monk responded quickly, and just about to leave, the white cat turned around, jumped to Zhan Zhao's feet in two or three steps, and looked up at him eagerly.

"Little master, don't bother." He bent down and gently picked up the cat with his fingertips, then said calmly, "This is my cat."

The old monk listened attentively, and the young monk hurriedly murmured a few more words to him, and then he laughed: "Oh, so it's your cat, poor monk, you're being rude."

Even though he knew he couldn't see, Zhan Zhao still saluted him.From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Nian Yi staring at him, he was secretly amused, and at this moment he knew that this person was... the son of the servant's family who had a marriage contract with her.

Time is really a terrible thing, 50 years have already polished him into an old monk.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhan Zhao stepped forward and said, "Master, please forgive me for taking the liberty."

The old monk stopped.

"I wonder if Master will be free tomorrow?"

"This son wants to invite our master to do something?" The young monk answered from the side, "My master is getting old and can't do things right now, so you can invite someone else."

"Little Master misunderstood." Zhan Zhao turned to look at him, "I have something to invite."

Xu Shi vaguely heard the strangeness in his tone, the old monk remained motionless, thinking about it.

The little monk couldn't help wondering: "What's the matter?"

"My friend is an old friend of this master, and I want to talk to the master face to face about something."

"Oh... the donor's friend is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhan Zhao interrupted quietly: "Her surname is Gu."

It was obvious that his figure paused, but his expression did not change.

"I don't know if the master...will you give me face?"

After not seeing the old monk speak for a while, the young monk tugged at the hem of his clothes, wondering: "Master..."

"At the foot of Mount Wutai, there is a small wooden house between two locust trees." The old monk walked around him and said, "That is the place where the poor monk used to practice. The benefactor can go here and wait before the time of tomorrow."

The little monk was surprised: "Master?"

"Okay." Zhan Zhao nodded slightly, "I will definitely go there on time."

"Let's go." Seeing that the little monk was still in a daze, he only urged, "If you don't go to give alms, it's time to pass."

After coming out of the temple, it was already evening, and this time Nian woke up later than last time, Zhan Zhao and his two found the farmhouse where the carriage was kept, settled down, and gave the owner some money to vacate an empty room. she sleeps.

Although they had met each other during the day, two big men came to stay with an unconscious girl in their arms, which inevitably aroused criticism.Shi Yin has always been indifferent, but Zhan Zhao is slightly embarrassed.

Knowing that she would sleep for a long time every time she possessed her body, Zhan Zhao specially asked the peasant woman to prepare an extra meal and put it on the stove during dinner.

At night, the moon is like frost.

There are few guest rooms in the farmhouse, and Nian Yi has already slept in the only room, and Zhan Zhao only leaned against the railing in the hall to sleep lightly.

In the mountains and forests, the wind is rustling, mixed with leaves, and the sound of bells and drums on the mountains can still be heard in the distance.Not long after, I faintly heard a melodious Xun song in the sound of the wind and the sound of bells and drums. The ancient tune seemed to be completely different from this era, as old as it existed thousands of years ago.

There were subtle footsteps in the ear, Shi Yin didn't turn his head, and was still blowing the Tao Xun quietly.

Zhan Zhao walked up to him, looking straight ahead at the bamboo forest like a sea of ​​tides.

"That day, you told me not to investigate the cause of her death."

The Xun sound stopped abruptly.

"There must be other reasons besides not wanting to upset her?"

Shi Yin put down Tao Xun, slowly tucked it into his sleeves, hugged his arms, his expression as calm as water.

"50 years ago, when I found her, she was on the high slope of the Fen River. Due to the extreme anger, she had already lost her mind and devoured all the nearby creatures. She was a living body of resentment, so huge that it was unimaginable... "

Zhan Zhao tightened his fingers slightly, and heard him sigh softly.

"It would be great if I found out earlier. If it wasn't that there was nothing I could do, I wouldn't take her memory away." He shook his head. Reincarnated."

Or maybe part of it is out of selfishness...

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of his frowning, Shi Yin turned around with his hands in his hands, and said casually:

"You don't need to know too much, it's not good for you. I'm very grateful for your kindness to Nianyi, but... In the end, you are not in the same way, so you can take care of yourself."

He protects her tightly, anyone can tell, if she didn't say that the two have sworn brothers and sisters, if she didn't know, it must have been regarded as...

Zhan Zhao shook his head and smiled wryly to himself.

But what he said was not unreasonable. He and she were indeed not the same people.

She raised her eyes and scanned the room in front of Nian Yi, but there was no light in the room, probably she hadn't woken up yet.Zhan Zhao stood there for a long time, and finally walked to her room.

It was already past midnight, and the sound of light breathing came from the bed.Nian just curled up in the corner of the bed, like a small animal, clutching the quilt tightly from time to time, muttering to himself.

Didn't expect her to talk in her sleep?

Zhan Zhao unconsciously brought a smile on his lips, stepped forward to tighten the corner of the quilt for her, and was about to hug the outer thin blanket in when he suddenly heard her panting, as if she was not sleeping soundly.

He couldn't help but frowned and whispered: "Nian Yi?"

The next moment, she sat up suddenly from the bed, panting heavily.

"Have another nightmare?"

Surprised to find him beside him, Nianyi swallowed and nodded in a daze.

"Brother Zhan... why are you here?"

"It's nothing, I just heard something, so I came in to see you." He said nonsense.

"Did I disturb you?" She was slightly stunned, feeling deeply guilty.

"No, no, I just didn't fall asleep." Seeing the cold sweat on her forehead, Zhan Zhao couldn't help but soften, leaning over and wiping it off with his sleeve.

"You haven't eaten all day, are you hungry?"

Nian Yi's lips were thirsty, he nodded and asked, "Hungry... what time is it?"

"It's past time." After pouring her a glass of water, Zhan Zhao got up and went out, "There's some food left in the kitchen, I'll get it for you."

The farmer and his wife had already gone to bed, but luckily the food on the stove was still warm, Nian Yi was really hungry, everything he ate felt delicious at this time, and soon he would eat two big bowls of rice.

"Eat slowly." Zhan Zhao put another bowl by her hand, "Don't rush to sleep after eating, or you will feel uncomfortable in your stomach."

"Yeah." Nian Yi swallowed what was in his mouth, and looked at him gratefully, "I'm sorry, I asked you to take care of me at such a late hour."

"It's okay." Zhan Zhao smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to pull her hair that was scattered around her face behind her ears, and then quietly watched her finish another bowl.

"Tomorrow..." After drinking the soup, Nian Yi held the bowl and was silent for a while, "Can you accompany me tomorrow?"

"Okay." He didn't ask why, "I planned to accompany you."

"That's good." She smiled reassuringly, lowered her head and continued to eat.

On the second day, Nian got together very late, and it was already three quarters of the hour when he left the house.

The agreed place was at the foot of Mount Wutai. As the old monk said, there was a simple wooden house between two pagoda trees, but today the wind was strong, the branches were blown from side to side, and the leaves were falling.

After entering the yard, Shi Yin was only sitting at the side, Nian Yi and Zhan Zhao looked at each other, and stretched out their hands to push open the door.

There was almost nothing in the wooden house, it was empty, there was a slight sound of flicking the prayer beads inside, read aloud to push away the cobwebs in front, and poke in.

An old monk sat on the futon, with his back facing her, with a bent back and a thin figure. There was a young monk beside him, who was bending over to pour tea for him.

"Master, people are here."

Nian Yi hesitated and walked forward, "Master."

Hearing it was a woman's voice, the old monk tilted his head slightly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Miss, are you the friend of the young master from yesterday?"

Zhan Zhao bowed beside him and said, "Exactly."

"Oh..." The old monk nodded, and then told the young monk to wait outside first.

Probably because he felt uneasy, when the little monk was about to leave, he leaned closer to Nian Yi and reminded him: "Girl, my master is blind, please take care of me."

He can't see?

Nian Yi looked skeptical, looked at him quietly for a long time, then stretched out his hand and waved it twice in front of his eyes.

Really blind...

"The girl's surname is Gu?"

"Yes." She withdrew her hand, bowed her head, walked to the side and sat down, staring at the wooden fish on the ground, "Master used to live a good life, why did he come to this place to live the rest of his life in a simple way? Don't you feel sorry?"

"Coarse tea and light food is to live a life, and rich clothes and fine food are also to live a life. Whether you are living well or not is just an ideal."

"No matter what, there must be a cause and effect." Nian Yi turned to look at him, "Why did the master come here?"

"I know this is the place I should come to, so why can't I come?" The old monk asked back, "Young lady has come all the way to find this place, so you probably want to ask me this?"

"I don't have anything important." Nian Yi turned his head, "I just want to tell the master a story. Since the master is practicing Zen, he must be able to solve the confusion in my heart."

"Oh... the poor monk is all ears."

The wind blows the leaves outside the window.

She looked at Muyu and said quietly: "About more than 50 years ago, there was a Zuo Cheng named Gu Zewen in the imperial court. Although he was a fourth-rank official, he was very generous and had many students and followers. Unfortunately, The Gu family has always had a small number of heirs, and until he was thirty, he only had one daughter, and this daughter was not very good-looking, and she was often rejected by others when she was young."

The old monk flicked the beads without changing his expression.

"I remember, when she was five years old, the father of the family took in a student, the eldest son of the Shaoqing of the Taichang Temple in the same dynasty. Since then, no one in the neighborhood dared to bully her anymore. The two grew up together They slept together and ate together. When they grew up, they got engaged, and the two families became in-laws.

Unexpectedly, in a certain year, the Gu family was suddenly raided and ransacked. "

Nian Yi said lightly: "All the relatives of the Gu family have to be exiled to the island. In order to protect the family, the master of the Gu family hastily hid her daughter and wife in an abandoned well in the back mountain. As a result, the sky failed, and they were still sent to the island. I found it. It turns out that the hiding place was leaked to others on purpose by someone." She paused, "And that person is the eldest son of the Shen family who has a deep friendship with the Gu family."

"Little girl, I don't understand something." Nian Yi said calmly, "If you find out that the Gu family has been punished, in order to get rid of the relationship, the marriage will be fine. Why is this Shen family so determined to kill them all? Master...do you know?"

After a long time, the old monk stopped holding the beads and said a long time: "Amitabha..."

"There must be a reason for this result. Everything is created by cause and effect..."

Nian Yi asked in a cold voice: "Then what is the cause?"

"I'll tell the girl a story too..." The old monk was still picking up the beads, "This young master of the Shen family happens to be recognized by the poor monk. That year when the King of Qin rebelled and the officials killed him, he learned that the Gu family was going to meet him that night. The house was ransacked, but Miss Gu's relationship with him is also childhood sweetheart, and he couldn't bear to see her being tortured like this..."

The strong wind blew, and the branches of the locust tree were crushed so that they could not lift their heads. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that it was another night decades ago, when there was heavy rain.

"The Gu family is going to be ransacked." Shen Ling frowned worriedly, looked up and said to his son standing by the door, "Gu Zewen asked if it would be fine if he beheaded, but Gu Mingliu and Qian's family were only sent to the frontier, and they had to go to Dali Temple first. What about the retrial..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Siyi's eyes lit up, and he interrupted excitedly: "Isn't that just right! Dad, let's pay some money to redeem Mingliu and Aunt Hui..."

"Bah! What are you talking about?!" Shen Ling turned around suddenly with his hands behind his back, pointed at his nose and cursed, "Are you out of your mind? Gu Mingliu knows about our family's tribute! What if She confessed you and me during the retrial, but it's over!"

"Ming Liu is not such a person..."

"You know she's not such a person?! Then Gu Wenlu's own brothers can do such a thing, let alone her! This dying person, I wish I could pull a few more backs, how can I not?" You know?" Shen Ling gritted his teeth and sighed, paced back and forth in the study, and turned around to scold him after thinking about it, "In the end, it's all your fault, you bastard! Tell the woman everything. Now you still feel sorry for her When the time comes, our family will go to jail, I see who you sympathize with!"

"father……"

"Get out, I don't want to see you, get out!" Shen Ling waved his hand to let him go out.

Shen Siyi couldn't help but shook his head and walked out. When he was going out, he vaguely heard voices in the room.

"Up to now, there is only silence..."

He was slightly taken aback, and was speechless for a long while.

Back in the room, the servants brought the hot food, but he didn't want to take advantage of it, his mind was full of what his father said just now.

He wants to kill the mother and daughter of the Gu family...

How to do how to do……

sleepless nights.

On the second day, there was a drizzle in the sky. Sitting at the table, he seemed to be able to see the messy scene of the Gu family, and his mind was abnormally cloudy. He couldn't sit still, got up and walked outside.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

At the back door, a servant from the family ran over in the rain, "My lord, here is a letter from you."

"My letter?"

Shen Siyi hurriedly tore open the envelope, raised his eyes to scan it, and found a few strokes, which were written by his mentor!

"Nephew Si Yi, my daughter and my wife are temporarily sheltering in the dry well in the back mountain. I hope that my nephew can be properly settled. Gu is very grateful!"

He closed the letter happily and asked, "Who is this letter to you?"

"As for Lai Shuisan who was on the watch that night, he said that someone entrusted him to give it to you."

"Okay! Let's go, bring some people!"

"Hey, good! What is the young master going to do?"

"Let's go……"

He stopped suddenly.

what to doWant to save someone?

—— "Does Gu Mingliu know about the tribute being withheld by our family? If she confesses you and me during the retrial, it will be over!"

His father's words last night were extremely clear in his ears, almost splitting his whole body in half.

No, no, no, if he believed her, she would never say anything.

But how to save her?What should I do if I save her?Where is it placed?How to deal with it in the future?If people from the imperial court find out that they still have contacts, will they...

Not daring to think about it, he held the letter paper and felt worried for a while.

Save or not?

If they are left alone, Dad will definitely kill them.

But if he saves them, with his current ability, how can he guarantee their future, if he puts himself in...

"Amitabha..." the old monk said in a hoarse voice while picking up the beads, "One thought of ignorance leads to the end of prajna, and one thought of wisdom leads to the birth of prajna. Goodness and evil are only a matter of one thought."

"Master really sees it thoroughly, and this junior really admires it." She curled the corners of her mouth and sneered stiffly, "However, it seems that Mr. Shen should not be blamed. In such a situation, saving is a matter of love, not saving is a matter of love." Duty. Thinking about it, it is better for the Gu family to die than him."

"Miss, what you said is wrong." The old monk put down the Buddhist beads and lowered his head to "look" at the wooden fish, "Wrong is wrong, and evil thoughts are evil thoughts. There is no affection, and there is no duty. What the world talks about is love and duty. The two words are nothing more than cold hearts and private thoughts."

"Since you know." Nianyi gritted his teeth and stared at him fiercely, "What's the use of knowing, the dead are still dead, and the living are still living so well. When will God be fair?"

The old monk shook his head and sighed: "Although I live, I have never lived in vain. Punish the evil and promote the good, eradicate the strong and help the weak, and give to the common people, which is another kind of retribution from my Buddha..."

"Joke, if all the evildoers become monks in the end, then the temple is nothing but filthy, and the kindest person is the worst person. What's the use of believing in such a Buddha?" Nian Yi stood up, not Wanting to continue talking with him, "Let me ask you, who was it that framed the Gu family? Was it from the Shen family?"

The old monk was silent for a moment, and then said: "Girl, poor monk, I would like to advise you. Obsession is the root of pain."

She couldn't help laughing, "Yeah, I don't want to have obsessions either, but is this caused by me? If it wasn't for this incident, would I have obsessions? If you say let go, you can let go, then it's not people!"

"..." The old monk was sitting upright on the futon, and he didn't speak for a long time.

In the end, he slightly opened his eyelids, and said softly, "I can tell you. The Shen family is not the one who framed Gu Zewen. But I advise the girl not to investigate any further."

"Thank you for reminding me." Nian Yi coldly clasped his fists, turned and walked towards Zhan Zhao.

"let's go."

He didn't ask any more questions, and nodded in response, "Okay."

In the yard, the wind had stopped, Shi Yin saw her coming out, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to kill him for you?"

"No need." Nian Yi looked as usual.

"If I help you kill, I won't break your virtue."

"No need." She repeated, "he doesn't have a few days to live anyway. He has been cheap for decades, so what's the point of killing him now."

Compared with the last time, her expression now doesn't seem to fluctuate, which usually makes him a little uneasy.

When he was about to be discharged from the hospital, Zhan Zhao couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to take a rest before leaving?"

"I'm fine." Nian Yi tilted his head and smiled at him, "Why, do you think I'll be sad?"

He was silent.

Nian Yi stretched out his hand and stretched his body, heaving a sigh of relief.

"If I have to cry every time I meet an old friend, wouldn't I be exhausted?"

"On the contrary, I feel much more at ease now." She moved her head, turned her head and saw that Zhan Zhao was still frowning, and couldn't help but tiptoed and tapped him on the forehead.

"Okay, it's my business, why are you more frowning than me."

Shi Yin turned her face away and muttered softly, "Who knows."

"Let's go." She pretended not to hear, "It's time to go back to eat."