At the end of the second round of Zen 7, Su Wen came out and dealt with some things in the temple, and after asking Huai Su that he had not returned, he entered the meditation hall again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huaisu's whereabouts have always been unknown, which makes Su Wen puzzled.

Normally, monks who go out return to the monastery before the winter solstice.

But Huaisu said that he was going to participate in the calligraphy competition as a judge, but he had been out for three months, and the winter solstice had passed for a long time, but Huaisu still had no news.

He also asked people to look for that calligraphy contest on the Internet, and there was no Huaisu among the judges.

And Dao Yan can't deduce Huaisu's whereabouts, he can only roughly deduce that he is still alive, and he should be safe and sound, otherwise Su Wen will think that Huaisu has an accident.

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Bashu, a village.

The morning here is foggy.

The half-built building in the west of the village, with windows on the second floor, is just a dilapidated building sealed with fabric, which is incompatible with the surrounding concrete buildings.

All the villagers who passed by and saw this house had some strange eyes in their eyes.

Speaking of Qiao's family, the villagers were very impressed.

Qiao's family was originally considered solid in the village, but unfortunately a car accident shattered the whole family, leaving only a couple of old people and a baby in swaddling clothes, as well as the half-built house.

For more than ten years, it has been the old man with the baby girl to depend on each other, the villagers see the old man gradually weakening, the baby girl grows up day by day, the slim and slim, in the surrounding ten miles and eight villages are famous for their beauty.

People here get married early, and many get married after graduating from junior high school at the age of fifteen. When the girl hadn't graduated from junior high school, many families came up to propose marriage.

However, the girl named Qiao Mei has always longed for the outside world, and the old people of the Qiao family are more accustomed to her, so she let her push all the proposers.

Then the girl, like all young people who yearn for the outside world, left the village with her bag on her back and went to work in other places.

However, a month later, she came back and brought back a middle-aged monk to live in her house, which inevitably made the surrounding villagers gossip and look at her house strangely.

This is especially true for those who have been rejected for their proposals, and their words are even more vicious.

It's almost clear that Qiao Mei has some unclean relationship with that monk.

That monk also became a typical flower monk in their mouths.

"I was watching the news that day, and a monk opened up the light for the young lady. Someone said with a look of confusion.

"It's not a good thing anyway. The other continued, not knowing who she was scolding.

Many times, in the vicinity of Qiao's house, Gao Yan discussed without any care, discussing the unclear relationship between Qiao Mei and the monk.

They dared to do this, on the one hand, the two old men of the Qiao family were sick some time ago, and only a teenage girl was left. On the other hand, it is also because the monk never argues with anyone, he always has a faint smile when he sees anyone, and he doesn't seem to hear other people's bad words.

At first, everyone was more or less concerned, but during the discussion several times, it seemed that the monk heard it, but there was no reaction at all, and everyone was even more unscrupulous.

Without any consideration, he used words to hurt and bully a girl without parents and a family without pillars.

The early morning of the day was a little different, and a company of four cars drove in along the road into the village.

"Who are you looking for? Look at these cars are very magnificent, they shouldn't be cheap. A village woman in her forties stood in front of her home and looked at the cars with some envy.

"Cars are very cheap now, and the county is full of private cars. These cars may not have much money. Another woman said. It's a pity that her family doesn't even have the cheapest kind of car.

"Go, don't talk nonsense, do you see that moire car logo? Just this car logo, I heard it last time, the cheapest one is more than two million cars. A man in the gate came out and looked at it twice, and said casually, with envy in his eyes that could not be concealed.

As for this car, I can't earn it in my life.

While the villagers were still wondering who such a grand convoy was looking for, the four cars stopped in front of the most dilapidated house in the village.

"Looking for Qiao's family, right?" Many villagers guessed there, after all, they were all from the same village, and they knew each other's roots, and they had never heard of any rich relatives in the Qiao family.

For so many years, it has always been the old couple who have been pulling a child.

After the car stopped, a driver got out of the middle car and opened the back door, followed by a middle-aged man and an old man. Then two men in black came out of the front and rear cars, looking like bodyguards.

Just look at this style, you know that it is definitely not an ordinary rich family. I can't tell which one has a knighthood.

The two stood in front of the door and looked at it, the environment was really bad enough, and then knocked on the door.

"Who?" said a female voice as crisp as a yellow oriole.

"Is Master Huaisu here?" said the middle-aged man in a loud voice.

I listened to the excitement around, I was looking for that monk?

Could it be that the monk has a background?

This thought made the faces of a few people who had nothing to chew their tongues change slightly.

The door opened, revealing a clean face. She looks sixteen or seventeen years old, and although she has just grown, she can already see that she will be a very beautiful woman in the future.

Qiao Mei was startled when he saw the scene outside, and he subconsciously wanted to retract his head, but he finally reacted back, and said to the people outside with some restraint: "Wait a minute, I'll call Master Huaisu." ”

The door was directly closed with a "bang", blocking all the people outside, making the middle-aged man outside the door touch his nose a little uncomfortably. I didn't expect to eat in such a small courtyard in the countryside.

The old man next to him had a smile on his face and waved his hand at a few bodyguards around him: "All retreat, a group of people are blocked here." ”

The rushing footsteps went and went, and the girl opened the courtyard door again: "Master Huaisu, please come in." ”

The old man and the middle-aged man entered the courtyard and waved at the bodyguards who followed behind, signaling that they didn't have to follow.

After entering the courtyard, the two looked around, and it looked very shabby from the outside, and even more so from the inside.

The two chickens were pacing leisurely in the yard, and the stains and chicken droppings everywhere made the middle-aged man frown a little, but he didn't say anything.

And the old man kept smiling, looking at the two hens on the ground and looking at them a few more times, with a taste of nostalgia in his eyes.

The door in the middle of the small building led directly to the backyard, and when they arrived in the backyard, they saw a middle-aged man chopping wood there.

If the two of them are not mistaken, this should be Master Huaisu. But the strange thing is that his hair is one centimeter long, and the beard on his face has not been shaved for a long time, which is far from the photos he and others saw.

And the clothes he was wearing were shabby clothes that I don't know where they came from. It looks no different from an ordinary peasant man.

If the two hadn't seen the photo, they could vaguely see it from their eyebrows and eyes, and I was afraid that they really thought they had found the wrong person.

What made the two of them feel even more awkward was what he was doing.

How could a person who wrote such calligraphy chop wood in such a place?

But as they could see, the hands that had been holding the pen were now holding the axe, and after the axe was cut straight down, the split wood was set aside.

After all this was done, Huai Sucai looked up at the two of them.

"I've seen two donors. Waisu said. "I don't know what's the matter with looking for a poor monk?"

After Huaisu spoke, the two finally confirmed that they were not looking for the wrong person, and the person they were looking for was in front of them.