Chapter 110: People go to the empty building

The main gate of the Upper Puritan Church is made of red pine wood, which does not look as imposing as the mountain gate outside, but it has a touch of ancient charm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 There are two stone unicorn statues on both sides of the main entrance, which are very majestic. However, what Du Mijin thought of at this moment was that he was sitting on the stone unicorn and taking a selfie when he first entered the teaching, and was caught by the master and reprimanded him severely. Thinking of his stubbornness at that time, Du Mijin couldn't help laughing. As far as the eye can see, inside the main entrance is a wide courtyard, the ground is all paved with two-foot square blue bricks, and in the center of the courtyard is a magnified gossip map. In the past, every morning, Du Mijin could see other students in this courtyard attending morning classes, chanting sutras, meditating, and drawing talismans, and everyone was busy with vitality. It's just that every time after 9 o'clock in the morning, the brothers and sisters get out of the morning class, and they all go back to their respective rooms to cultivate, and the courtyard falls silent for a moment, just like what you see now, there are almost no people, and there is a solemnity and mystery in the quiet.

On the other side of the courtyard, facing the position of the main entrance, the big house with four carved wooden doors all wide open is the main hall of the Shangqing Sect that enshrines the statues of various gods and the tablets of the heads of the sect in the past. Between the two sides of the main hall and the wall on the side of the courtyard, there are two narrow alleys, from which you walk past and go around to the back of the main hall, which is a row of houses with two side halls as the main hall. The Shenwu Hall on the left is dedicated to the worship of the internal ritual vessels, and the Xuanjing Hall on the right is mainly used for meetings of the leaders of the master's generation, and all the remaining houses are basically resting places for the members of the sect except for the kitchen and thatched house, and the one next to the Xuanjing Hall is Qin Jishi's room.

At this time, Qin Jishi should be meditating in the room. Du Mijin quietly walked to the door, intending to push the door open violently and give the master an unexpected surprise. As a result, she pushed open the door and jumped into the room, and after landing and standing firmly, she found that the room was empty. After five years of master and apprenticeship, Du Mijin still knows the regularity of Qin Jishi's life very well, and there is no reason why he can't block people. Could it be that the master knew that he was back early in the morning, and he was very angry, so he hid and didn't see himself? Shouldn't you catch yourself first, scold yourself, and then drive yourself down the mountain to continue completing the task? Or haven't seen each other for two months, and the master plans to dig a pit to try if his ability has regressed? Du Mijin couldn't help but think of the death battle two months ago, and now he carefully looked at the various furnishings in the room with palpitations.

The quilts were neatly folded, the sheets were laid without a trace of wrinkles, and all the commonly used things were in the places where they should have been, even near the full incense burner under the portrait of Taishang Laojun enshrined on the wall, there was no spilled incense ash, and the room seemed to have not lived in a long time. Du Mijin wiped a handful of desktops with his hands, and the dust was not stained. Qin Jishi, as the head of the sect, has been in charge of the affairs of the sect for many years, and there are people to take care of his daily life, and the house is cleaned from time to time, which is reasonable, but Du Mijin faintly feels that something is wrong. What was wrong, she couldn't say it for a while, she felt as if she had ignored a very important clue, and just wanted to take a closer look, she heard Senior Brother Chenfeng outside the door ask in surprise: "Mijin, why are you back?" ”

Du Mijin turned around in response and saw Senior Brother Chenfeng standing at the door looking at Du Mijin who was staring at him with a puzzled expression. There is no phantom, the voice is full and full, the expression is not stiff, there is no problem with the proportions of the body, and the illumination of the evening sunset and the shadow he casts on the ground are also commonsense, well, this is really Senior Brother Morrowind, not an illusion in the array, it seems that he is thinking too much. Du Mijin was a little embarrassed by her nervousness, she sneered at the morning breeze, walked two steps, and then returned to normal and said: "Ah, senior brother, my mission under the mountain is deadlocked, and there is no conclusion for a day or two, I miss you, so I will sneak back and see." What about the master? Why didn't you see him at this time, shouldn't he be meditating without being able to shake the thunder at this time? ”

Du Majin didn't tell the truth. In fact, Du Mijin has been in the church for almost 5 years, if she is close, except for the master, that is, Senior Brother Chenfeng takes care of her the most. Guide her to practice, help her carry the master's scolding, take her to the back mangosteen forest to pick mushrooms, and remember to bring her fun things every time she comes back from the mountain...... For such a trivial matter, Du Mijin can list several pages, and psychologically, Du Majin has always regarded Senior Brother Morrowind as a family member and is generally unguarded. But when it came to the intention of returning to the mountain, Du Mijin almost instinctively avoided the serious, she couldn't explain her behavior, and she couldn't say what she was guarding against. However, Du Mijin practiced strategy, and this keen intuition for conspiracy made her more sure that this return to the mountain would never be as smooth as she imagined.

Sure enough, when Chenfeng heard that Du Mijin was going back to the mountain to find Qin Jishi, he said with an embarrassed face: "Mijin, look at you, such a big person, you still do things as you want, you don't have a score at all, why don't you say it in advance when you come back suddenly." I'm afraid you're going to have to run in vain this time, the master and his old man have been in retreat for a month, as if to study a great formation. You also know that I am learning this doorway, and I have a specialization in the art industry, and when you are on the mountain, the master will say a few words to you, and to me, the master is just a simple explanation. When it will be out of the customs, I don't know, but looking at this posture, I'm afraid it won't be out of the customs in three or five days, and it's not the right time for you to come back. ”

How coincidental is this? Du Mijin's heart moved. At the beginning, he drove himself down the mountain overnight to carry out the task, and did not hesitate to use the killing technique of the Life Gate Death Array, which shows that the matter of Tianji Stone is not trivial and the stakes are very high. If the master has really been in retreat for a month, he should always leave a message for Senior Brother Chenfeng, otherwise in order to study a new formation, he will isolate all information from the outside world, and if he finds the Tianji Stone, who should he report to? Unless the master knows his own process well, but doesn't tell himself, there is something interesting in this. Thinking of this, Du Mijin adjusted his expression and said with a disappointed face: "Isn't it?" How so! People just want to come back suddenly to give the master and his old man an unexpected surprise, so they didn't say hello in advance! After speaking, he pretended to be unhappy and flattened his mouth, and said coquettishly: "Senior Brother Morrowind, has the master really been in retreat for a month?" He didn't want to think about how sad I would be if I came back and saw that he couldn't see it. Really, the master didn't want me at all, his heart was broken, didn't he leave me a word? If I really didn't stay, I would pick on it, I would stay on the mountain and not leave, to see when his old man would come out of the customs, when he would be able to remember me, hum! ”

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