On the mountain behind Araki Nunnery, Lin Zhimo held his knees and panted: "Aunt An, it's been three hours since you walked, how long will it take to get to your nunnery?" ”

"Soon, go up this steep slope, it's a cliff, and a few steps further, you can see the nunnery."

Aunt An looked at Lin Zhimo's struggling appearance, and hesitated: "Master Lin, why don't we rest?" ”

"Let's go!"

Lin Zhimo gritted his teeth and rushed forward with all his might. Aunt An followed closely behind, unconsciously: "Eh, eh, Lord Lin, you can't sprint up the mountain, slow down, slow down." ”

Dark Wing, who had already reached the top of the slope, had a grass in his mouth, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared the moment he turned around.

"Whew, ...... Got it. ”

Lin Zhimo sat on the ground, but in less than a second, he was picked up by the dark wing, he checked the traces on the hillside, and then looked at the cliff a few times, his eyes narrowed slightly:

"There are scratches on the three slopes, there are blood stains under the cliffs, and someone was pushed off the cliff by surprise."

"Dead ...... Dead? ”

Lin Zhimo straightened up nervously.

Seeing that Aunt Nunnery had already followed, Dark Wing shook his head, didn't speak again, and continued to hurry.

Lin Zhimo probed under the cliff, then shrank his neck and hurriedly followed. His goal now is to hurry to Araki-an and heal his sister.

......

......

After 10 minutes.

"Really dead?"

Lin Zhimo looked at the two white lanterns hanging in front of the ancient temple a few steps away, and his heart was a little panicked. Aunt Nunnery on the side chuckled in her heart:

"It's impossible, Zhilin is just ......"

"Quick, two donors, come with me."

Aunt An was a little panicked, bypassed the front door, and led people straight to the backyard.

"Squeak"

As soon as the small door opened, the nuns guarding on both sides grabbed Aunt An directly, and without waiting for Aunt An to speak, they stuffed a piece of cloth into her mouth.

"Amitabha"

The two nuns dodged away and showed the host of the Buddha beads in their hands: "The two donors have come from afar, and they have worked hard. This side please. ”

Lin Zhimo was a little confused, he watched the nun take Aunt Nunnery down directly, thinking of the bloodstains on the cliff, and his throat rolled:

"Host, you, why did you take Aunt An away?"

"Don't be nervous, let's just ask Aunt Nunnery for a few words."

The host looked at Lin Zhimo and the others without a trace, his eyes fell on the medical box in Dark Wing's hand, and he said, "You are the new doctor from Maple Leaf Village, I haven't seen you before." ”

The host led people forward, and when he walked to the door of Lin Zhilin's room, he suddenly said, "When you see Aunt An, what time is it?" ”

"Half past eight, it's time for us to have breakfast."

Lin Zhimo directly pushed the door in: "Is my sister in this room?" ”

At half past eight, the dead Liu Wumei didn't go out until eight o'clock to open it, and it took three hours to reach Maple Leaf Village from Araki Nunnery, which means that the murderer was not Aunt Nunnery.

The host frowned, beckoned back, and said to the nun who stepped forward, "Let Aunt Nunnery go." ”

"Sister?"

Lin Zhimo looked at the sick beauty on the bed who was wearing linen clothes and her face was haggard and pale, stunned for a second, and then said quickly:

"Dark Wing, quick, show my sister quickly, is she very sick, why is she so sick and emaciated?"

Dark Wing replaced the veins of Lin Zhilin's left hand with his right hand, and carefully checked Lin Zhilin's face, frowning slightly.

"How's it going? Don't you stop talking? Is my sister very sick? ”

Lin Zhimo was so anxious, the person who was so glamorous and beautiful before suddenly looked like a jade that had lost its luster, which made people have to worry.

Darkwing hesitated, "Lin ..... Miss Lin's pulse case is not ......"

"Mother!"

"Mother, I know I was wrong, I will definitely work harder in the future, I will not let you down!"

"Mother, Mother......"

Lin Zhilin, who had been lying down with her eyes closed, suddenly had a nightmare, crying and interrupting the dark wing.

"Sister, wake up, I'm Zhimo, wake up~"

Lin Zhimo's eyes were sour, it must have been his mother who threw his sister into this deserted temple on the grounds of experiencing various lives.

"The ..... Mo? ”

Lin Zhimo's call made Lin Zhilin slowly open his eyes, but as soon as he opened his eyes, tears couldn't stop flowing out:

"Zhimo, sister........ My sister thought she would never see you again. ”

"Sister...... My sister knows it's wrong and shouldn't ......."

"Sister!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhilin's eyes closed and fainted. Lin Zhimo's eyes were red with emotion, this was the first time his sister said sorry to him.

This is also the first time he has seen his usually majestic sister, who is as fragile as a porcelain doll.

"Darkwing."

Lin Zhimo pulled the dark wings of the corner of his mouth twitching forward: "Quick, find a way to save my sister~"

.......

.......

After some tossing, Dark Wing finally gave Lin Zhilin an injection and fed a packet of powder. The group left the room and came into the courtyard.

Lin Zhimo glanced sideways at the host sitting on the stone bench, slightly angry:

"Host, thank you for taking care of my sister during this time, and I'll take her down the mountain in a while."

It shows that Lin Zhimo blames Araki-an a little bit for not taking good care of Lin Zhilin. The host turned the Buddhist beads in his hand and shook his head:

"Master Lin, Mrs. Lin has explained that without her instructions, Miss Lin can't leave Araki Nunnery for half a step."

"This time and that time."

Lin Zhimo got up from the stone bench and walked directly to Lin Zhilin's room: "Now that my sister is seriously ill and needs a good environment to recuperate, I must take my sister down the mountain." ”

Two nuns blocked Lin Zhimo's way. The host is still unflustered:

"Master Lin, I still say the same thing, if you want to take Miss Lin away, you must first ask for Mrs. Lin's consent."

Lin Zhimo said: "Don't worry, mother, I will explain it to her clearly, and I can't blame you." ”

The presiding officer just turned the beads in his hand and did not speak.

Lin Zhimo didn't want to make a move in the nunnery, but he could see that the two nuns in front of him were motionless and glanced at the dark wing:

The dark wing, who was originally looking at the sky, grinned, jumped in the air, and instantly bypassed the two nuns. The presiding officer immediately got up from the stone bench:

"Come on, stop him, don't let them take Miss Lin away!"

A group of nuns rushed out generously from all sides, tightly surrounding the courtyard, Lin Zhimo saw that Dark Wing had already entered the room, and took advantage of no one to pay attention to him. Slipped out the back door first.

In the courtyard, Dark Wing carried Lin Zhilin on his back, evaded the attack of the nuns, and went to the roof with the help of the osmanthus tree in the courtyard. Whistled and dusted away.

"Presiding, I'll call Elder Qiu immediately!"

"Slow!"

The host stopped the person, turned to look at the door where the door was open, and his eyes fell on the pair of embroidered shoes stained with yellow mud at the foot of the high and low bed, and his voice was faint:

"Our temple is small, we can't keep that big Buddha!"