Lying in bed at night, Cong Ye thought about the reunion of Yan Chengcheng's mother and daughter, and inevitably felt sad in his heart. I don't know how many times Cong Ye secretly asked in his heart, where are his relatives?

Congye, who rarely dreams, has an unusually clear dream tonight.

I feel like I'm back in the orphanage where I've lived for more than ten years, and the campus. After that, it is the military camp, Guanhai City. Suddenly, the scene changed in front of him, and Congye found himself walking on a hidden path under the shade of green trees. Walking and walking, a Taoist temple appeared in front of me, the red wall of Biwa was shaded by green trees, and there was a pleasant birdsong from time to time from the dense foliage gaps, which made the congregation feel comfortable to the extreme.

When I walked to the door of the Taoist temple, I saw that the two vermilion gates were tightly closed, and I could not see any scene in the temple. Look at the black background gold characters engraved on both sides of the gate, a couplet, the upper one is:

Born in a happy day

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Cong Ye silently recited it twice, and always felt that this couplet was not in harmony with the Taoist temple, and at this moment, two vermilion doors suddenly opened, and then a voice came out of the temple:

"Senior brother, please come to the view and talk about it."

Cong Ye didn't think that this was talking to himself, so he turned his head to look around, but he didn't see the second person, and when he was puzzled, the voice came again:

"Senior brother, please come in."

As the words landed, a Taoist priest who looked to be only in his thirties, wearing a blue sermon robe, and his black hair pinned to the top of his head with a wooden hairpin appeared at the door.

"Did the Taoist call me?"

"Of course it's you, or else is there anyone else?"

Cong Ye subconsciously looked around again, but still didn't find anyone else, and just about to ask, he heard the other party say:

"Senior brother, please come in, senior brother, I have been waiting for you again for a long time."

After speaking, he turned around and took the lead towards the view, Cong Ye had no choice but to put down the doubts in his heart and followed the Taoist priest in. Entering the door is a main hall first, but Cong Ye did not see the gods enshrined in the hall from the open temple door, and saw the Taoist priest walking around the main hall towards the backyard, Cong Ye quickly followed.

After coming to the main hall, there were only four low small houses in sight, and followed the Taoist priest to the middle left room, the Taoist priest turned to Cong Yeyi and stretched out his hand, and signaled:

"Senior brother, please take a seat."

As he spoke, the Taoist priest lifted his robe with one hand, first sat down on a futon on the right side, and Cong Ye also sat opposite the Taoist priest.

"Do you have a lot of questions? Now it's time to ask. ”

"Why does the Taoist master call him a junior disciple?"

"Because we are a disciple of a master."

"Could it be that the Dao Master is also a disciple of the old man?"

The Taoist priest nodded and said:

"Hehe, I know that you don't know the name of the master and his old man, although the senior brother knows, but because the master has explained, I can't sue you for the time being."

Cong Ye said in his heart, isn't this nonsense?

"Just now, the senior brother said that the senior brother is also a disciple of the old man, have you seen other people?"

"Yes, I've seen Senior Brother Xin Yu."

"Xin Yu? Brother is the one who can distinguish all kinds of flavors? ”

"yes."

"It's a pity that he is not a disciple of the master. Let me tell you this, the master only accepted two apprentices, including me, before this, and the junior brother is not considered so far. ”

Looking at the puzzled expression on Cong Ye's face, the Taoist priest continued to explain:

"Waiting for the younger brother here is actually following the teacher's order to accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher. Before the formal apprenticeship ceremony was held, the junior disciple was indeed not considered an official disciple of the old man. ”

"That Senior Brother Xin Yu?"

"Oh, there are a few people like Xin Yu, it was the master who found out that they had some kind of single potential, so he took advantage of the situation and taught a few words. Therefore, none of them are considered official disciples of the master. ”

"What did Senior Brother mean when he said that he accepted apprentices on behalf of the teacher?"

"Because the master and his old man have something to do temporarily, he is not here, and he doesn't know when he will be able to come back, and he is worried that it will delay your cultivation, so he ordered me to accept the apprentice on his behalf."

Seeing Cong Ye open his mouth, the Taoist priest stood up and said to Cong Ye:

"Regarding the identity and origin of the master, the junior brother should not ask again, and the brother is not clear. Come on, complete the apprenticeship ceremony first, and then we brothers and sisters will talk about it. ”

Following the Taoist priest to the main hall in front, Cong Ye saw a tablet standing in the middle of the back wall, although there was handwriting on it, but no matter how hard Cong Ye tried, he couldn't see what was written on the tablet.

"There is no need to be confused, the elder brother still can't read the words on the tablet."

Next, under the guidance of the Taoist priest, Cong Ye carried out a not complicated apprenticeship ceremony, and the whole ceremony was carried out on the tablet with illegible handwriting. After the ceremony, the Taoist priest said to Cong Ye:

"Okay, from now on, you will be the master's disciple. Listening to the old man, the master said that there are only three people who can apprentice in front of this tablet so far. You, me, and the elder brother I've never met. ”

The two of them returned to the small room behind the main hall again, and after sitting down, without Cong Yewen, the Taoist priest had already introduced himself:

"The surname of the brother is Yan, the name is Lingben, and the road number is dust-free. The elder brother's Taoist name is not vain, and the Taoist name given by the master to the junior brother is Wunian. ”

"What?!"

Cong Ye was already stunned by the Taoist priest's opening words, and he didn't even hear his words clearly.

"What's wrong with junior brother?"

"Senior brother, just now you said that your common family name is Yan Lingben?"

"Exactly."

"Senior brother, is there another brother named Yan Lingshui?"

"Senior brother knows brother?"

Cong Ye's heart was beating hard at this time, didn't it mean that Yan Lingben, Yan Lingcheng's father, died in the second year after he went abroad, that is, the year Zheng Juan married Shen Xiangdong?

"Is Senior Brother's father named Yan Zhaoxu?"

At this time, the dustless Taoist chief also showed a look of surprise on his face, looked at Cong Ye silently, and recited a sentence in his mouth:

"Amitayus Buddha, junior brother, do you really know the relatives of the senior brother and layman?"

"Didn't Senior Brother die thirty years ago?"

"Where did this rumor come from?"

"Did that senior brother ever study abroad?"

"Yes."

"I can know Aunt Zheng Juan and fall in love with Aunt Zheng Juan."

"Yes."

"Senior brother, do you know that when she went abroad, Aunt Zheng Juan was already pregnant with her senior brother's child?"

"Senior brother, is this true?"

"Absolutely."

"Where is Zheng Juan, where is the child?"

Wuchen was obviously stunned by Cong Ye's words, but after he subconsciously asked these two sentences, he recited the sentence "Amitayus Buddha" aloud again, and after that, he waved the dust in his hand and said to Cong Ye:

"Senior brother, no wonder the master told me to pay attention to my inner demons before leaving. Sure enough, after decades of cultivation, he has not yet cut off the edge of the dust, ashamed, ashamed. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Now the senior brother is teaching the junior brother the exercises on behalf of the master, and the junior brother should carefully write them down."

Cong Ye saw that Senior Brother Wuchen's face had returned to normal, so he could only clean up his mood and listen carefully to Wuchen's teaching of the exercises.

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