"Amitabha, please sit down with the three donors!"

The ethereal and cold Buddha name seemed to come from the clouds, and the wise master wearing a wide-sleeved monk's robe said to Huo Lianjue, Hua Lianyue, and Li Ruolan with their hands together and bowed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wise masters have a good skin that has no quarrel with the world and is calm. Although he was sixty years old, he still had a kind and ruddy face, bright and wise eyes, and two long gray eyebrows drooping. Even the dense fine lines at the corners of the eyes reveal a pleasant taste.

If it weren't for the fact that his bright bald head was too eye-catching, Hua Liyue would have felt that he was as gentle and amiable as the uncle next door, which was completely unexpected by her.

It was the first time for Hua Lianyue to go to Fahua Temple, so she was not familiar with presiding over Master Wise. The strange encounters along the way made her instinctively suspicious of all the monks in Fahua Temple. Unexpectedly, the first meeting with the wise master made her inexplicably close. It seems that the incense of this Fahua Temple is vigorous, and it is not without reason.

Huo Lianjue, Li Ruolan and Master Wise are old acquaintances, they respectfully returned the salute to the master, and then each found a chair to sit down. At this time, a little novice brought a few cups of tea, and Hua Lianyue was just thirsty, so she picked up the teacup and took a sip.

After the tea was in her mouth, she noticed that there was something strange about the taste. Bitter with astringency, astringency with sweetness, and finally a faint plum blossom fragrance lingers at the base of the tongue.

Huo Lianjue saw her face surprised, so he explained with a smile: "This is a gentleman's tea, made from the snow water on pine, bamboo, and megamelets. It can only be drunk at this Hokkeji Temple. ”

"Gentleman's tea!" Hua Lianyue took another sip, and then said with a smile: "A good and elegant name, such a tea can only be concocted by an elegant person like a master." ”

"Amitabha"

The wise master recited the Buddha name again, and said with a smile: "The donor has praised it!"

After a few more pleasantries, Chu Yun hurriedly walked in from outside the hall with an anxious face. She saluted Master Wise, and then whispered a few words in Li Ruolan's ear.

Li Ruolan suddenly lost her complexion, and said in a lost voice: "What, the jade book is not in the temple?"

Yan Yushu is riding a horse, and his speed is much faster than that of a carriage. If there were no accidents on the road, he should have arrived before Li Ruolan. But now Chuyun has searched all the large and small Zen courtyards in the temple, but she has not found Yan Yushu and An Fu Anshou, she is really panicked.

The wise master was also shocked to hear that the eldest young master of the prefect's family had disappeared on the way to the temple. He folded his hands and saluted: "Amitabha, Mrs. Yan should not be in a hurry, the poor monks will gather the monks in the temple to find Young Master Yan together." ”

"Then there is Master Lao!" Li Ruolan was already so panicked that she couldn't even stand on her feet. It was Chu Yun who held her arm so hard that she could barely return the salute to Master Wise.

Taking advantage of the wise master to appease Li Ruolan and have no time to estimate his side, Hua Lianyue silently said two words to Huo Lianjue with her mouth: Yin Che.

Yes, not only Yan Yushu is missing, but even Yin Che, who went up the mountain one step ahead of them, is nowhere to be seen. However, the two of them were not too worried about Yin Che's safety. After all, it was a tigress, not something that ordinary people could deal with. It is very likely that she secretly found some important clues, so she would not have time to show up to report the news.

Huo Lianjue took the opportunity to propose: "Master, the young master of the Yan family happened to be doing lunch class in the temple when he went up the mountain. It is better for the master to invite those masters who did not attend the lunch class, and let the official inquire in detail, maybe any of them happened to have seen the young master of the Yan family. ”

The wise master nodded, and said kindly: "It's okay!"

So Li Ruolan, Chu Yun and the coachman of the Yan family, together with all the monks, expanded the scope and continued to search for Yan Yushu's whereabouts. And Huo Lianjue and Hua Lianyue stayed to ask.

There were 32 monks and Master Wise in the temple, and seven of them were unable to attend the lunch class for various reasons. The first to come in was a little novice who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and his Dharma name was Yuan Cong. He is not tall, and his face with thin eyebrows and thin eyes is still childish. The little bald head is round and looks very clever and cute.

The monk's robe on Yuan Cong's body did not fit. The cuffs and trouser legs are all rolled up. However, the pulp is clean, and the damaged parts are also very neat pudding, which looks very comfortable.

Huo Lianjue asked, "What are you doing during the lunch class?"

"Amitabha!"

Yuan Cong clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's horn decently, and said: "Today it is the turn of the little monk to be on duty, and during the lunch class, the little monk has been cleaning the rooms in the Zen monasteries. ”

Hua Lianyue, who was pricking up her ears and listening carefully, couldn't help coughing lightly, with a subtle embarrassment. Huo Lianjue cast his eyes on the wise master on the side, and the wise master bowed slightly, indicating that what Yuan Cong said was true.

Huo Lianjue retracted his eyes and continued to ask, "Did you touch anyone else in the process of cleaning the room?"

Yuan Cong's narrow eyes blinked, thought for a while, and said, "I only met a pilgrim who lived in the Zen room in the backyard, but it was just a back. Because this pilgrim never looked back, and the little monk didn't dare to approach, he didn't see his face, and he didn't know who it was?"

Huo Lianjue hurriedly asked Master Wise, "Are there pilgrims currently living in the temple?"

"Amitabha!"

The wise master recited the Buddha's name and said: "The meditation room in the backyard of the temple has been inhabited by devout believers for many years, as long as three or five months, and as short as one or two days. ”

"Dare to ask the master, which believers lived in the temple last night?" Huo Lianjue asked again.

The wise master's gray eyebrows raised, and he said suspiciously, "Does this have anything to do with the disappearance of the young master of the Yan family?"

Huo Lianjue was stunned for a moment, and Hua Lianyue hurriedly said: "The master doesn't know, because the young master of the Yan family often goes back to Hu Mansion with Old Madam Yan to visit relatives, so he is an old acquaintance with the masters of various mansions in the county. can't keep it because he ran into an acquaintance, and went to play with someone on a whim. ”

Master Wise shook his head with a smile and said, "These pilgrims living in the backyard are from Jinling City, and they should not be familiar with the young master of the Yan family. ”

"Jinling City?" Huo Lianjue, Hua Lianyue's heart moved, and they remembered that the round-faced girl had inadvertently mentioned that the female corpse in Merlin spoke with a Jinling accent.

The wise master didn't know what they were thinking, so he asked Yuan Cong to step down and replace a monk with him to continue to be interrogated by Huo Lianjue.

This time it was a middle-aged monk about thirty miles away, with a round head and a big face, and a red face. He was burly, his small belly was slightly bulging, and the originally loose monk's robe was a little compact on him. Despite the fact that his monk's robe was covered with oil stains and mud, he wore a pair of very clean black platform cloth shoes on his feet.

"Amitabha!" the middle-aged monk bowed respectfully to the wise master.

The wise master bowed slightly, and introduced Huo Lianjue: "This is Yuan Wu. ”

Hua Lianyue's cold eyes had already turned around Yuan Wu, and she suddenly found that she had seen him, at the door of Wufu Building.

Although he was wearing ordinary people's clothes at that time and covered half of his head with a hat, there was a small black mole on the corner of his oily mouth, which made her remember it deeply.