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In front of a new grave on the outskirts of the city, a father and daughter were weeping silently because they had lost a family member at the same time, their father a wife, the girl a mother, and they were sad and resentful, resentful of the inequality of the world, resentful of the coldness of the people in the world, resentful of those unscrupulous doctors who had died for the sake of a little money, but what was the use of resentment? They could only continue to cry.

The breeze blew past the girl's filial hat and disappeared. The girl was still puzzled, but she found that there was already a stick of incense and a gold ingot in front of the new grave. The father and daughter were wild with joy as they thanked the heavens and thanked their dead loved ones.

He held a cup of wine in his left hand and a filial hat in his right hand as he looked out of the window. As he drank, his eyes were filled with confusion, as if he was thinking of something, he put down his wine cup and picked up a long sword from beside him, drawing out a long sword. He could only feel a pungent smell coming from the sword, which was not something an ordinary person could endure, it was a smell that was released very fast, the customers upstairs all covered their noses and fled, the waiter quickly came over to tell him to keep his sword, while Ye Xin smiled and told the waiter to throw the sword away for him.

Ye Xin said, "Speaking of which, we've already been here for a few days, but we haven't made any progress. I'm afraid that we've made no progress at all!"

Gu Bai said, "Not necessarily."

Ye Xin said: "What do you mean?"

Gu Bai said, "Zhang Dingli had disappeared for dozens of years, it's hard to say if he's still alive. Even if he is, he might not be around for a long time."

Ye Xin said: "Then what do you mean?"

Tzu Cheng Tzu Kong Temple

The two entered the temple and paid their respects to Lord Buddha three times.

Ye Xin said, "When did a Daoist like you not acknowledge Old Lord Taishang as your Buddha?"

Gu Bai laughed, "Buddhism has always been a family that values benevolence as the basis. They sacrificed themselves to save their people from the fires of water and fire. Now, when they pass by and see Buddha, how can I not bow?"

Before Ye Xin could say anything, the person behind the Buddha statue slowly said: "Dao is reasonable. Buddhism is originally a family, it's rare for you to have such a kind heart, this old monk is impressed."

As he spoke, an old monk walked out from the inner hall behind the Buddha statue. This old monk looked to be in his eighties, but was brimming with energy, with a kind expression on his long eyebrows and slanted shoulders. This old monk was dressed in a red Eight Treasures cassock with embroidered gold threads, and behind him were several small grains of sand.

The old monk walked up to the two and greeted them. The two exchanged salutations, and the old monk smiled and said: "Old Na Hui Xian, just now, I heard from the old monk that there was some reason for you two to come to the temple. What do you think?"

Gu Bai smiled, "Thank you for your help, Master."

While Gu Bai and Hui Xian were talking, they walked into the inner courtyard. Ye Xin was discussing about the two buddhist families and didn't know anything about them, his eyes were constantly looking around, only to see that the interior design of the small temple was not simple but extremely beautiful. It was carved with beams and pillars, extremely poor in wealth, yet it did not look like what a normal temple should look like. Looking down at the decorations of the temple, Ye Xin was secretly shocked.

After passing through several courtyards, Ye Xin arrived at the largest living room in the inner courtyard. She thought to herself: "I didn't expect that outside of this temple was simple and small, but inside was so big."

Monk Hui Xian invited the two to sit down and asked his subordinates to offer tea. Hui Xian asked: "May I know your surnames?".

Gu Bai smiled. "This humble Taoist's name is Gu Bai. This is my younger brother's surname, Ye."

"I've heard a lot about you," said Monk Hui Xian with a smile.

The two of them exchanged their names, and Gu Bai and Monk Hui Xian chatted very happily.

Ye Xin did not care about them at all. The room was filled with poems and books, but there was not a single buddhist scripture, and on the table were a few pieces of bronze jade artifacts, they seemed to be ancient items, the walls were filled with ink and pills, and the next part of each painting was written by a famous expert. As he looked down at the paintings, he saw that a middle-aged man was fighting with the enemy, and in the lower left corner, several people were kneeling and crying in front of a grave. Wang Shishi will make the Central Plains Day in the north, and my family will not forget to tell Naison. " Ye Xin knew that this poem was Lu You dying to write >. The handwriting in the individual calligraphy was like a sword or halberd, piercing through the back of the paper, as if it wanted to fly out from a torn piece of paper.

Monk Hui Xian looked at Ye Xin's drawing and asked: "This old monk has seen this painting for a long time, I do not know how Benefactor would comment about this painting, please enlighten me on the question.".

Ye Xin said: "I don't dare, master's vast collection has dazzled Ye Sheng, but only this painting felt that it was different from the others, so I looked at it a few times."

Monk Hui Xian laughed: "Oh? What's different?

Ye Xin said: "Then junior will dare to say a few words, if there is any neglect, please do not blame master."

Monk Hui Xian said with a smile, "No worries, Almsgiver."

Ye Xin said: The majority of the collection in front of the Great Master is of great fame and human accidents, but this painting is different. It portrays the patriotism of Mr. Lu You before his death, not forgetting the reunification of the country until the end of the year. In the past, there were many evil officials of the Southern Song Dynasty who led the way, but they were all buried under their own hands, they controlled oil with anger in their hearts, they were filled with grievance, but they could do nothing, and the author of this painting must have the same mood as Mr. Lu You back then.

Monk Hui Xian pondered for a moment, then laughed and said, "Benefactor has good eyesight, to point out the flaws in this painting with a single sentence, I am impressed." He turned around and said to the little sand: "Tell the kitchen to prepare a table of good Su Li for you two to enjoy."

The two quickly thanked him. Hui Xian said, "Sir, you're already so knowledgeable at such a young age. I assume you have a family background. Is it not worth your father's name? Or your master's name?"

Ye Xin said: "Master must be joking, how can I, in my later life, be praised like that by Master. My father has set up a tent in the country to teach his disciples, which is unknown. "

Monk Hui Xian sighed and said, "Talented people don't meet, both ancient and modern people sigh."

After the banquet, he returned to the living room to take a seat, and the three of them chatted for a while longer before Hui Xian said, "Today, I will have to listen to the two benefactors attentively receiving their teachings. This old monk has truly benefited greatly from this."

The two of them hurriedly said, "I don't dare."

Monk Hui Xian continued, "You two are being too modest. If both of you are free these days, why don't you stay at our temple for a few days and interact more with this old monk. I wonder how you feel about this, benefactors?"

The two of them happily accepted …

Monk Hui Xian said, "It's late today. Please follow me to the guest room to rest."

The two stood up to bid farewell and went to the guest room with the monk Hui Xian. The guest room was elegantly furnished. The two beds were facing each other and the bed was elegant and clean. The little sand came back with tea.

Ye Wen opened up dozens of silver needles and pierced them into the room. He then used the horsetail whisk to sweep the needles away.

Ye Xin said, "How do you know this place is unusual?"

Gu Bai said, "It was snowing a few days ago, but when I passed by, I saw from afar that there were no traces of snow around the main temple. I had my suspicions."

Ye Xin said: "Then why didn't you come two days ago?"

Gu Bai said, "Who said I didn't come?" You and I have been keeping an eye on each other these days, and you have been punishing evil to get rid of evil, but I have been keeping an eye on this. "

Ye Xin said: "What a joke, but have you found anything useful?"

Gu Bai said, "This temple is very strange. Can you tell what kind of person this old monk is?"

Ye Xin said, "This person's martial arts is not weak, and he is also proficient in the Five Elements Eight Trigrams. He most likely has the sword in his hands."

Gu Bai said, "How do you know?"

Ye Xin said: "I believe you should be able to see that this old monk's hands are much thicker than ordinary people's hands, and they are very hard. I'm sure that he has practiced the Wind Breaking Palm to a certain level, and from his drawing, you can see that he has been dominating the battlefield for many years, and now he has nowhere to release his anger."

Gu Bai said, "Hm, not bad!"

Ye Xin said: "And this temple's layout is not good for other temples. His road's trees are all designed according to the five elements and there must be many traps around. If no one leads the way, it would be hard to escape death."

Gu Bai said, "Junior brother is right."

After discussing for a while, the two of them went to sleep.