Near midnight, a car stopped in front of Du's house.

"Is the old lady asleep?" I asked anxiously.

Xue Chen said with a worried expression: "Something happened just now, the old lady was too sad and fainted!" ”

I leaned under the magnolia tree, flustered, and asked helplessly, "Do you know the 'Thunder Wood'?" ”

Xue Chen shook his head, and at this time, Du Lao walked out of the house, he stood in front of me wearing a single coat, sighed and said, "You just mentioned 'Thunder Wood', right?" ”

"You know what that is?"

Du Lao said with some reluctance: "'Thunder Wood' is the wood taken from the tree that has just been struck by lightning!" ”

"Where can I find it?"

"This thing has a particular ......," Du Lao said with a difficult face: "I'm afraid it's hard to find!" ”

I thought about it for a moment and asked, "Can you help me think about who might have it?" ”

Du Lao frowned, stretched out his hand and scratched his gray hair: "Otherwise, you will go to the person who did the work tomorrow morning and inquire!" With that, he shook his head and turned back to the house.

"Go to sleep, too!" Xue Chen proposed.

I shook my head, my upper and lower eyelids trying to get closer to each other, but I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep even if I lay down. I took back my bag and sat on a rattan chair in the courtyard, there were more than a dozen missed calls on my mobile phone - Zhang Yufen's, Xue Chen's, Xiao Ting's, Lin Jiao's, I deleted them with one click, and my heart was extremely confused. After calming down a little, I checked the weather on the Internet, but unfortunately there didn't seem to be any thunder and lightning recently.

"Give!" Xue Chen took the thin blanket and handed it over.

"Thank you!"

"Can you tell me what happened to me these past few days?"

I looked up at Xue Chen and found that his eyes were actually quite gentle, but there was worry hidden between his eyebrows. I smiled and replied, "Mess! ”

Xue Chen pursed his lips, nodded, and said nothing more.

"Oh oh oh ~ "

I was awakened by a snort, and it was dark.

I rubbed my eyes, bent down to pick up the codex that had fallen to the ground, and suddenly found Xue Chen sitting on the edge of the flower bed, his hands clasped to his chest, his head down—he should be asleep!

I got up and walked to the side, unconsciously facing the hut on my left. Suddenly, I heard the sound of the door opening, and when I turned my head, I saw Du Lao walking out, and then entering the old lady's room. At this time, Xue Chen also woke up, stretched out his hand and pressed his neck, and walked towards the house with sleepy eyes. After a while, he opened the door and shouted to me, "The old lady is awake!" ”

The old lady leaned against the bed, her face pale, her eyes drooping, and her face sad.

"Old lady, are you feeling better?" I ran over and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her with some self-reproach.

"Sister of the Lin family, have you thought of a solution?" The old lady asked weakly.

I looked at her with a worried face: "The old man you talked about yesterday is not your cousin?" ”

"Did you see her?" The old lady was suddenly a little excited, "When did it happen?" ”

"Last night, she told me that she might be able to burn that wrench with 'Thunderwood'!"

"Thunderwood?" The old lady closed her eyes and calmed down, "Do you remember the annotations on the codex?" ”

"Hmm!" I nodded affirmatively. Last night, when I was at a loss, I took out the codex and flipped through it, and found that there was a record of thunder wood in the codex - "The power of thunder and lightning, the locust wood is preferred, the cinnabar is sealed, the spiritual blood is sealed, and the three strategies of the branches are dispelled", I understand the literal meaning, but I just don't understand it.

"Got it?" The old lady waited for a while, didn't hear a sound, opened her eyes, stared at me, and said in a deep voice: "Master Fa Yan of the Dharma Temple has a few sections of bamboo and wood, you can go there, maybe he is willing to help with this!" With that, she sighed and lay down.

This was the second time I had seen the old lady's disappointed look, and I couldn't understand why she only let me see and not teach me. Even if I mention it, it's better than reading "Book from Heaven" alone!

After breakfast, Xue Chen took me to the station, and I got on a direct bus to Linxian alone, because I felt that this matter had nothing to do with Xue Chen, and I didn't want to implicate him too much. In the car, I called Xiao Ting and my sister back, and also contacted Zhang Yufen by the way to inform her about "Thunderwood". After four hours of bumpy driving, I finally reached my destination, the foot of Langshan Mountain.

In the early years, there was a tourist craze in this area, but now there are very few tourists. I hiked up the hill for about half an hour and saw a mottled red wall in the distance. After approaching, I saw that the temple door was open, and the word "Dharma Temple" with gold paint on the plaque was full of bad deeds and had long been gloomy; Inside the door, two little novices were sweeping the empty yard with brooms.

An inch-headed man in a black layman's uniform walked over and said in a flat tone: "The female benefactor is asking for a sign here, please!" ”

I shook my head and asked, "Is there a Fa Yan master here?" ”

"The donor is looking for us to host, and he is in the backyard. Do you have an appointment? The inch-headed man asked.

I was stunned, make an appointment? Do you still have to make an appointment to see the monk!

I shook my head: "No! I have an urgent matter to find him, can you arrange for me to meet! ”

The inch-headed man hesitated for a moment and replied, "Then you wait here, I'll go in and pass it on!" With that, he went in very casually.

I stood at the gate depressed, this kind of hospitality - really a monk, not paying attention to red tape!

After a while, the inch-headed man came out of the backyard and shouted from afar, "Come with me!" ”

I trotted over and followed the inch-headed man into a meditation room. A bald old man in a yellow Haiqing suit stepped forward and looked at me suspiciously: "Are you looking for the old man?" ”

Out of politeness, I clasped my palms together and saluted him: "You are Master Fayan?" ”

Master Fa Yan nodded and looked at me: "Donor, please take a seat!" ”

I deliberately glanced at the inch-headed man, but he was very knowledgeable and consciously withdrew.

"Why is the donor looking for the old man?"

I stepped forward and said with some embarrassment: "Master, I came to you to ask for something to save people!" ”

"What's that?" Master Fa Yan asked calmly.

"Bamboo!" I replied.

"This is easy! Boss, I'm going to ask someone to take you to the back and cut two of them! ”

"It's not! You are mistaken! I hurriedly stopped and said, "I want your 'Thunderwood'!" ”

When Master Fa Yan heard this, his face sank, and he looked at me and asked, "Who called you here?" ”

"I heard about it from the old lady of the Du family, and I came here to ask for your help!"

After listening to this, Master Fa Yan paced back and forth in the room. I was so anxious that I pleaded again, "Master, be a monk with compassion!" Now this bamboo is related to three lives, please agree to help this no matter what! ”

Master Fa Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "For the sake of Old Lady Du, the old man promised to give you a piece!" ”