In a blink of an eye, it was September of the thirteenth year of Zhenwu. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Fu Yanwu was worried about what was going on outside, so he didn't dare to continue to stay in the phantom realm, kowtowed three times to the master's body, and took Mingyue out of the divination gate.

The entrance and exit are all inconspicuous fence gates.

Mingyue seemed to wake up and rubbed her eyes. "Senior sister, you're out of the customs. Master is just talking to me here. ”

Yanwu moved forward silently. Leaving the illusion, she has to be a mute girl again.

When I arrived at the first room, I saw Master Zhiyuan, Yanwu handed over the note, and Master Zhiyuan's face immediately changed.

Soon, Hanshan Temple rang the bell one hundred and eight. Baiyun Temple also rang the bell one hundred and eight times, and then the bells of Futou Temple and more small temples spread farther and farther.

The death knell rings for a long time, for not remembering the master.

When Yanwu descended the mountain, there were disciples kneeling on the ground chanting sutras, and pilgrims shedding tears. Knowing that the master passed away, the whole Luojing can hear the cry, and every house hangs white cloth and white lanterns.

The death of not remembering is the death of the country.

Empress Dowager Yu of Fushou Palace was so startled by the bell that she couldn't stand steadily, and looked at Aunt Qiu in disbelief: "Is it really the master who went?" ”

"Yes."

Empress Dowager Yu clenched her fists tightly, and her sharp fingers sank deep into the flesh.

The Anping Marquis Mansion was also in chaos. The previous national teacher is gone, and this national teacher will succeed to the throne not long after.

Then, the third lady will be returning home in a few days.

The old lady cried for a while because he didn't read the master, and then he thought that the Liuliyuan Hehuan Garden should be cleaned up quickly, and he would add some clothes and jewelry to Yanwu, so he was so busy that he had no end in sight.

The bell comforted: "Don't worry, old lady, the **** on both sides of the yard is cleaned, and the sandalwood ones are very spontaneous, and they are all looking forward to the third lady." As for the clothes, didn't you say that the third lady would succeed the national teacher in the future, I'm afraid we can't prepare at will. ”

"Yes, yes, that's the reason, everything is waiting for the smoke to come back."

The old lady turned a side face, and found that Ying was not injured with tears on his face, and urgently called: "Master Yan." ”

He should put his palms together without injury: "May the master ascend to Bliss as soon as possible, and the flowers will bloom to see the Buddha." ”

Only then did everyone understand that he was saddened by the death of the master.

The old lady was even closer to Yan Huan. "You have also received the favor of the master of Bunian?"

"Master Rende, who in the world dares to say that they have never received the grace of the master?"

The old lady nodded again and again.

Xin'er knelt down and got up. "Master, as long as we treat more patients in the future, we will be grateful for the kindness of the master."

There should be no sadness and some emotion, yes, the master has always been helpful to the world, and he has no strength, but he still has medical skills. If he makes a living by practicing medicine in the future, the master will be able to forgive one or two in the spirit of heaven.

"Old lady, I am not talented, I hope that I can go out of the house for free medical treatment on the fifteenth day of the new year in the future, and by the way, I will also find out the news of the enemy. Please allow the old lady. ”

When the old lady saw that he had excellent medical skills and morals, and he knew how to be courteous, he valued him more and more in his heart. He said: "Master is too polite, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue is a great thing, why do you need my permission." If you want to go out in the future, you can do whatever you want. ”

Suddenly thinking that he hadn't let anyone go to Hanshan Temple to pick up the smoke, he hurriedly urged Mama Fang: "The carriage, the carriage forgot." ”

Chunxi smiled, "It's been a long time since the carriage left, and you just remembered." ”

You Xin'er smiled even more: "I can finally see what the third sister looks like, she must look like a fairy, right?" ”

Ying was harmless and inadvertently glanced at Xin'er. He also wanted to hurry up and see what his little junior sister looked like.

When Fu Yanwu came back with a few sandalwoods, this was the case in the house.

After meeting her grandmother, she didn't care about asking Yan Huan's origin for the time being, she planned to go to Puju to take a look first. Just about to leave, he found three oil bottles behind him. She dragged Mingyue, Xin'er dragged Yan Huan, and then Xin'er followed behind her as a little tail.

Sandalwood looked at the third lady's face and said straightly: "Miss Cousin, Master Mingyue, you should stay at home." Our young lady went out to do business. ”

You Xin'er opened her mouth slightly: "Sandalwood, I will follow Sister Wu every day in the future." ”

Sandalwood was speechless.

When Fu Yanwu saw this situation, he could only sigh in his heart. They can't speak, and they have to write for a long time, so let them follow.

Out of the East Corner Gate, Yanwu shook his head secretly. One carriage is enough, and another one will have to be made later.

Mingyue and Yan Huan are men, there is a difference between men and women, and the two carriages are enough to choke. In the end, I had no choice but to let the maids sit in Zhao Da's carriage, and she and the three followers sat in Liu Wu.

Along the way, the situation in the carriage was very eerie.

Xin'er stared at Yanwu intently, Mingyue looked at Xin'er, and Yan Huan was patrolling back and forth between the other three people.

Fu Yanwu felt a trace of Yingluo's extremely light movement. She looked at Yan Huan, this person has an aura, but the aura is very weak.

She didn't take it too seriously. After learning that book of "Spirit", she knew that the aura in the world was everywhere, and there were many treasures that would condense the aura.

Xin'er asked curiously, "Sister, what are you doing when you watch Master Yan, is Master Yan very good-looking?" Then, grinning.

Fu Yanwu couldn't cry or laugh, this cousin was even more outrageous than her, and directly made fun of the man. This is not like the Feng family, which is a family of etiquette.

What's even more rare is that Yan Huan is not angry at all, and he has no prestige as a teacher at all. It's a bit odd for the master and apprentice.

Fu Yanwu was on the side of his head, and he caught a glimpse of Mingyue's gaze still glued to Xin'er's face. Look at Xin'er again, it is indeed an unforgettable and exquisite face. The eyebrows and eyes are not only beautiful, but also more vivid than the average lady.

Xin'er continued to stare at Fu Yanwu, only to feel that the treasure was solemn, and blinked her eyes and said, "Sister, you were born like Guanyin Bodhisattva." ”

Yanwu ignored her, but saw that the corners of Yan Huan's lips curled inexplicably, as if she remembered something happy. I was a little puzzled.

Ying Wuxian actually laughed because he was comfortable in his heart, but others would not understand when he said it. I had to laugh again, and I laughed to cover my laughter.

Fu Yanwu said in his heart, what kind of people live in the house, all of them are weird.

As soon as I arrived at Puju, I saw the momentum of greeting.

The Treasure Umbrella Lotus fell to their knees outside the front hall, all with teary eyes. As soon as Yanwu's figure appeared, the treasure umbrella immediately kowtowed to the ground nine times in a row, and read in his mouth: "Thank you to all the immortals, thank you Buddha, thank you Bodhisattva, thank you for not reading the master, thank you for the umbrella." The young lady came back safely, and when she turned around, she decided to go to the temple to make a vow. ”

Sandalwood hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Miss doesn't like these, don't you want to get up quickly, do you want to make Miss sad again?" ”

Fu Yanwu pulled up the umbrella, compared his head with her, and then hugged her. The umbrella was so surprised that she forgot to shed tears, and You Xin'er watched from the side, her eyes straightened. This is too shocking, isn't it?

When he came back to his senses, he hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Sister, hug me too." ”

A room full of people laughed and turned their backs.

Fu Yanwu saw the listless twilight years and threw Sandalwood a look. Sandalwood whispered to Twilight, Twilight's eyes lit up instantly, and then rushed out.

Then came waves of people back.

First, the little maid brought daylilies and shuang'er. As soon as Daylilies entered the house, tears flowed down her face.

"Miss, you're finally back. In the past few years, has everything been good? Daylily **** is looking forward to your return, waiting to be the big girl of the young lady. ”

Fu Yanwu was so sad when she heard this, and nodded again and again.

Xin'er was even moved to become a crybaby. It's really the face of the daylily, the feeling of anticipation, and the picture of such a long-term reunion, which makes people have to burst into tears.

Ying Wuwu was completely shocked. He has never experienced such warmth in the world.

He had never met his parents since he was born, and although Master raised and taught him, Master was a monk, and his emotions would not be revealed. As for the others, they will only look up to him, and who will pity him.

Not really.

Except for Xin'er. After rescuing him, he had a look of pity in his eyes. Ke Xin'er now regards him as a brother and teacher, and she has begun to look up to him. Thinking of this, there should be no sadness and a faint melancholy floating on my head. (To be continued.) )