When the swordsman left the meditation room of the abbot of Kongci and came to the Guanghua Hall where Elder Fa Ming was located again, Elder Fa Ming had already taken a calming incense under the service of Monk Huiming, and he had already woken up leisurely at this time.

"Thank you Shaoxia for saving the life of the poor monk, and even recovering the stolen Buddha bone relics, otherwise if this precious Buddha bone relics are lost under the care of the poor monks, it is a great sin. ”

As soon as Monk Huiming finished introducing the identity of the swordsman, Elder Fa Ming struggled to stand up from the pu fan, and thanked the swordsman for his help. It seems that before the swordsman came, Elder Fa Ming had already learned everything that had happened before.

"It's just a matter of raising your hands, Elder Fa Ming doesn't have to worry about it. Seeing that Elder Fa Ming was safe and sound, he was relieved. I also ask Elder Fa Ming to forgive Miss Bai Liuli's reckless behavior. ”

The swordsman waved his hand again and again and said.

"I heard Huiming say that the young man came here this time to inquire about something, as long as the poor monk knows, he will definitely not have the slightest concealment. ”

Elder Fa Ming seemed to sense something from the swordsman's tone, and he didn't continue to dwell too much on Bai Liuli's matter, but changed the topic and asked.

"Not bad. I went to Jinshan Temple today and met Master Xuanzang. At first sight with Master Xuanzang, he chatted a few more words, and listened to Master Xuanzang's words that seemed to have a lot of entanglements about his life experience, but Master Xuanzang was busy presiding over the lecture conference and couldn't get out, so he entrusted him to consult Elder Fa Ming in the future. I wonder if Elder Fa Ming can tell me the truth?"

The swordsman told Elder Fa Ming the purpose of his trip.

Elder Fa Ming stared at the swordsman's eyes for a moment, and then retreated from the two little monks who were waiting beside him, Hui Ming and Hui Hai.

"Eighteen years ago, at the beginning of the construction of Jinshan Temple, the poor monk was ordered by the abbot to preside over related matters. Passing by a river on the way, the poor monk heard the faint cry of the baby in the river, followed the sound to find, the poor monk found that a baby who was still wrapped in swaddling clothes was tied to a wooden board by a ribbon and floated in the river, the poor monk could not bear to salvage it ashore, and had been raised in the temple, and named it Xuanzang. ”

With a heavy sigh, Elder Fa Ming told the swordsman a past that had been sealed for eighteen years.

After listening to Elder Fa Ming's narration, the swordsman was amazed. I don't know who this Xuanzang's parents were, who would ruthlessly abandon a newborn baby in the river? Thinking of this, the swordsman couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow for that Xuanzang, and he didn't know if he could bear such a cruel truth if he learned all this truth?

"Alas, such a ruthless pair of parents. ”

As soon as he thought of this, the swordsman couldn't help but sigh.

"But Elder Fa Ming, why didn't you tell Xuanzang the truth of the matter?

The swordsman suddenly remembered that Xuanzang had mentioned that he had also asked Elder Fa Ming about his life experience before, but at that time, Elder Fa Ming shirked it because the time had not come, so he immediately asked curiously.

"How many parents in the world don't love their children?"

Elder Fa Ming closed his eyes and said Amitabha Buddha secretly.

"Is there something else going on here?"

The swordsman immediately heard the meaning of Elder Fa Ming's words, and he immediately asked.

"Shaoxia, look at this, this is the blood book that the poor monk put next to him when he found Xuanzang. ”

Elder Fa Ming stood up, walked to the side, and somehow took out something and handed it to the swordsman.

Blood book?

The swordsman was puzzled in his heart, took the blood book from Elder Fa Ming's hand, opened it, and looked at it carefully.

The blood book reads: This son's father despised Chen Guangrui, and the official removed the Jiangzhou order. The concubine's name is Yin Wenjiao, and she is also a Xiangmen girl. The thief Liu Hong killed his husband and concubine and impersonated Jiangzhou. The concubine feared that the thief would harm this widow and abandon it in the river. If she is picked up by a good person, the concubine will feel deeply gracious and repay her by ringing······

"It turns out that there is such a strange thing involved in it eighteen years ago, which is really a bit unbelievable. ”

After reading the content of the blood book, the swordsman could only sigh and say that creation has made people. He didn't expect that Xuanzang, who had always been considered an orphan, would have such a tortuous life experience.

"Yes, the poor monk was afraid that Xuanzang would be blinded by hatred and give his life in vain, so he kept hiding the truth from him. Originally, the poor monk was going to tell the matter after a while, but since the young man asked today, it was time for the matter to be revealed to the world. ”

Elder Faming said.

The swordsman talked with Elder Fa Ming for a while, then got up and left with a blood letter that could prove Xuanzang's background.

When the swordsman came to the Jinshan Temple in the Tang Dynasty again with the blood book, he happened to meet the little monk who was sweeping the floor in the morning, but when he saw the little monk who saw him, he ran over in a panic.

"Donor, the little monk has been here for a long time, and I finally waited for you again. ”

The little monk pulled the swordsman aside and said anxiously.

"What is the little master looking for me?"

The swordsman asked suspiciously. He didn't know the little monk, so naturally it was impossible for him to know why he was waiting for him here.

"Uncle Xuanzang has an accident, you can go to the backyard meditation room with the little monk to have a look. ”

After the little monk finished speaking, he pulled the swordsman and walked to the meditation room in the backyard of Jinshan Temple.

Xuanzang had an accident? The swordsman felt a pang in his heart when he heard this, and quickly followed behind the little monk.

Walking into a meditation room, the swordsman saw Xuanzang again, but at this time, Xuanzang completely lost the spirit he had when he saw him in the morning, and the whole person became a little crazy. It's been less than a day since he left, how could a good person suddenly become like this?

"What's wrong with him?"

The swordsman turned his head to stare at the little monk and asked.

"This little monk doesn't know much either. This morning, Uncle Xuanzang also presided over a lecture meeting. At lunchtime, Uncle Liquor and Meat found the little monk and said that Uncle Xuanzang was tired from lecturing, and instructed the little monk to send a meal to Uncle Xuanzang's meditation room alone. I don't know why Uncle Xuanzang became like this soon after lunch. ”

The little monk replied timidly.

"Lunch?"

The swordsman chuckled in his heart, and the secret way was not good. Wasn't the food that Xuanzang ate poisoned?

"This matter really has nothing to do with the little monk. The lunch was sent by the little monk at the order of the wine and meat master, and the other little monks didn't know about it. ”

The little monk was looked at by the swordsman and immediately explained in a hurry.

"Wine and Meat Monk!"

A cold glint flashed in the swordsman's eyes, and four words popped out of his mouth coldly.