The bonfire was dispersed, and everyone who was tired of the day soon fell asleep, and although the Taoist temple was dilapidated, there were still three or five rooms.

Fang Yi gave up his room, and he slept in the master's room, although the master was no longer there, Fang Yi was still reluctant to let others live in, deep in his heart he was afraid that others would blaspheme the old Taoist priest who was also a master and a father.

"When I have the ability, I will definitely come back to rebuild the Taoist temple......" Looking at the yellow mud exposed by the peeling wall skin, Fang Yi made a grand wish in his heart, in fact, he also inquired about wanting to rebuild the Taoist temple after he left the mountain.

However, because the Taoist temple is in the deep mountains, the cost of maintenance is very high, and Fang Yi doesn't want to be perfunctory, so there is no need to think about it without a million hundred thousand, at present, Fang Yi does not have this ability.

"Master, when the red dust is over, I will go up the mountain to accompany you......"

Looking at the familiar room, Fang Yi, who was sitting on a tree stump by the table, couldn't help but think of the situation when he was with his master again, when he was young, he didn't know how many maps he had drawn on Master's bed.

"Twitter ......"

The little demon king, who was sleeping at the head of the bed, seemed to feel Fang Yi's gaze, and opened his eyes suddenly, it wanted to jump onto Fang Yi's body, but it didn't dare to jump out of bed, and screamed on the bed in a hurry.

"Little guy, aren't you sleeping honestly?" After Fang Yi said this, he was stunned for a moment, because the tone of his voice was almost exactly the same as that of the master back then, and he was so naughty at that time.

"Okay, play for a while and go to sleep......" Fang Yi smiled and stretched out his slap, letting the little demon king climb up, the little guy suddenly became excited, grabbed Fang Yi's sleeve and crawled towards his shoulder.

"When you go down the mountain this time, do you take all the master's things with you?"

Fang Yi teased the little squirrel for a while. A thought turned in his mind, when he went down the mountain, he only brought some of his master's relics, such as the strong bow and some things for practical purposes, but Fang Yi didn't bring them.

The reason is that Fang Yi of that meeting didn't know what the road ahead was, and he didn't even know where he would live when he entered the city. Therefore, those things that were quite precious and commemorative in his heart, Fang Yi left them in the Taoist temple.

"Let's take it away, in case this place falls into disrepair and collapses, it will be troublesome......" Fang Yi thought for a moment and made a decision, stood up and took the longbow off the wall, then squatted on the ground and pried up a piece of green brick.

The Taoist temple is located in the deep mountains, although there are basically no people coming on weekdays, but every spring and autumn, there are still some people who go into the mountains to collect medicine. Occasionally, he rested in the Taoist temple, and as soon as he came back today, Fang Yi saw it from the water tank in the backyard, and someone had been here during this time.

So when Fang Yi was leaving, he hid some things that he thought were precious, and under the brick he pried up, there was the compass that Master usually used.

According to the master's words, this compass was passed down from Yang Yunsong in the late Tang Dynasty, and everyone in the world called Yang Yunsong Yang Gong. It is a generation of feng shui people, such as "Shaking the Dragon Sutra", "Doubting the Dragon Sutra", "Qing Capsule Aoyu", "Tianyu Sutra", "Jade Ruler Sutra", "Instructions for the Son of Man", "Four Acupoints", "Sand Drawing", "Fetal Abdominal Sutra", "Wanglong Sutra" and other works are all from the hands of Yang Gong. It can be said that he is a grandmaster-level figure in Feng Shui.

And this compass is passed down from Yang Gong, naturally it is very precious, the old Taoist priest will not easily take it out to show people, Fang Yi originally wanted to give it to the master to be buried in the tomb, but he was afraid that people would rob the tomb and destroy the body, so he left it.

And now Fang Yi has entered the antique shop. After some antique miscellaneous studies, I also know that this compass can already be regarded as an antique, with Yang Gong's personal biography, if it is seen by some feng shui masters in Hong Kong and Macao, I am afraid that even if the family is bankrupt, it will be bought. It's a lot of money.

"......Huh? Why is it gone?" When Fang Yi pried open the green brick, the whole person was stunned, because the compass he had placed under the green brick with his own hands at that time was gone.

"Who, who took Master's things?!"

Fang Yi, who has always had a very peaceful temper, was really annoyed at this time, Fang Yi didn't value the value of the compass itself, but this object was left by the old Taoist priest, and Fang Yi still had a deeper affection for him, which made him unable to calm down.

"Who would have known that there was a space under the bricks of Master's room?"

Looking at the empty space, Fang Yi's mind was spinning quickly, but after thinking about it, Fang Yi didn't think of anyone, for no other reason, all the years he stayed on the mountain, except for the villagers under the mountain and the people who went into the mountain to collect medicine, Fang Yi had never seen anyone else.

"Could it be an old thief?"

A thought popped up in Fang Yi's mind, there were a total of five spaces under this room, but on the surface, these green bricks fit very closely, except for those very experienced old thieves who beat them one by one, so that they could hear the difference from the sound.

"Who came here to steal something?" Fang Yi showed a helpless expression on his face, this poor Taoist wouldn't even come to the mouse, it would be patronized by thieves, Fang Yi didn't know what to say.

"Hmm, everything else is there, only this compass is lost...... Fang Yi pried up the rest of the green bricks one after another, but found that there were a lot of things inside, but the compass was missing.

"Things are in the northwest direction...... Fang Yi's fingers in his right hand quickly pinched a few times, roughly calculating the position of the compass, but it seemed that the east and west were far away from him, and Fang Yi couldn't accurately measure the location.

"Immeasurable Tianzun, it's best not to be touched by me......" Fang Yi said viciously, the compass was played with by him since he was a child, and he was very familiar with his qi, as long as the distance was close, Fang Yi believed that he could sense it.

After picking up the things under the green bricks, Fang Yi came to the bed again, lifted the bedding, and then took away the upper bed board, under the bed board, there was a box with a length of one meter five or six meters, the whole body was purple and black, and it also exuded a faint smell of wooden boxes.

If Zhao Hongtao sees this box, he will definitely be surprised, because this box is made of red sandalwood, not to mention anything else, just using the best wood for furniture to make such a box, it will be considered by Zhao Hongtao to be a tyrannical thing.

Even so, this box is also precious, not to mention that its age is at least two or three hundred years old, even such an old red sandalwood box can be regarded as an antique, in the eyes of some collectors of ancient wood furniture, it is definitely a rare treasure.

Opening the box, what was presented in front of Fang Yi was a rare book with an old color, the number of which was as many as hundreds, if these books were seen by the Manchu army, they would also fall through the glasses, these are all the most precious classics of Taoism, and many of them are rare books before the Han and Tang dynasties.

"Rosewood is indeed antiseptic and insect proof, tomorrow when you go down the mountain, do you want to move this box down together?"

Seeing that the books were not lost or damaged, Fang Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he was a little confused now, he didn't know why the thief didn't take these books, because for people who didn't know how to do it, the value of these books was much higher than that compass.

After losing the compass, Fang Yi didn't dare to put these books in the Taoist temple anymore, and after thinking about it for a while, Fang Yi still decided to take them down the mountain, and the provincial ones were stolen or damaged here.

"Fang Yi, you...... What's the coffin you're carrying?

Early the next morning, when Fang Yi tied the wooden box on his back and walked out of the room, Man Jun and the others were suddenly stunned, a wooden box of one meter five long and eighty centimeters wide gave people the first feeling that it was really a coffin.

"This is a box, what am I doing with a coffin?"

Fang Yi replied angrily, he underestimated the weight of this box a little, the original density of red sandalwood was very high, such a box would have hundreds of catties, plus the books inside, Rao is Fang Yi's strength was far beyond ordinary people, and it was a little difficult to carry it.

"The box? This color is a bit like rosewood? Who used rosewood to make this thing, what a waste?"

The Manchu army also had some research on wood, and after hearing Fang Yi's words, he couldn't help but show a stunned look on his face, you know, the ancients talked about thick burials, and the coffins used were all high-grade wood, but the Manchu army really hadn't heard anyone say that such a big box was made with red sandalwood.

"Rosewood embalming, this thing is for books......" Fang Yi opened his mouth to explain, and gently placed the box on the ground.

"Fang Yi, why haven't I seen this box before?" San Pao came over, turned around and said, "Fatty, have you seen it?" When did the old Taoist priest hide such a box in the Taoist temple?"

"I haven't seen ...... either"

The fat man shook his head, it also felt a little strange, they were very naughty when they were young, and they rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the Taoist temple all day long, and they almost turned the Taoist temple over, but they really haven't seen this box.

"Master uses it as a bed to sleep on, of course you haven't seen ......"

Fang Yi replied angrily, he only knew where the classics that his master read on weekdays came from after he was seven or eight years old, if he had known earlier, Fang Yi might not have torn off this box of books and stacked them.

"Fang Yi, you don't want to carry this box down the mountain, do you......? This thing is too heavy......"

Seeing Fang Yi's actions, the fat man guessed a few points, stepped forward and hugged the box with both hands and lifted it up, but the box did not move at all, the fat man's face suddenly changed, he had more than two hundred catties of strength, but he couldn't lift the box up a bit.

"There is something missing in Master's room, this box can't be left here......" Fang Yi nodded and said, "Fatty, go back and ask Uncle Wei, see if there have been any strangers in the village in the past six months......?"

Although there are many paths to enter Fangshan, except for Fangcun, the other roads are overgrown with weeds and trees, which is very difficult to walk.

Therefore, whether it is the villagers or the people who collect medicine, most of them will choose to go up the mountain from Fang Village, and at the same time, they will also rest there, so if Fang Yi wants to find clues to the compass, the best way is to ask the people of Fang Village. (To be continued.) )