"Miss Song......" This time, he didn't even save the brewing, and directly frowned and said: "Just now, when your cousin was leaving, he was still talking to himself, saying that the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain was too conspicuous. ”

"Childe doesn't have to care, he always looks like everyone is drunk and I wake up alone, I'm used to seeing it. Song Manqiu said with a smile.

"No, no, he reminded me. Bu An said, and explained his previous analysis to Song Manqiu.

The more Miss Song listened, the more surprised she became, and later she also showed an anxious look.

Bu An saw that the fire was almost over, so he shook his head and smiled: "Maybe I'm thinking too much, the old man's strategist is not an ordinary person after all." ”

Song Manqiu didn't think he was thinking too much—even though his cousin would think too much, Bu Gongzi wouldn't.

Although she was faintly aware that Bu Gongzi was unwilling to go with her, she could only suppress the sourness in her heart, and said with a straight face: "It's a big matter, I have to go back and tell my father." ”

"No, no, no," Bu An hurriedly waved his hand: "Girl, if you go back like this, you are afraid that you will hurt Xiaosheng." ”

Without waiting for Song Manqiu to speak, he explained: "As the so-called Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, I happened to make a miraculous achievement, if I still talk about military affairs, it will be wrong to say it, in case I say it correctly......"

Song Manqiu Bingxue is smart, she can see through a little, and she knows that Bu Gongzi doesn't want to show off too much, but this matter is important after all, and she really doesn't feel at ease if she doesn't say anything.

"Look at your cousin's appearance, Fang Cai seems to have figured out this, he knows the severity, and he will definitely advise the boss......" Bu An said: "Besides, I really can't think of what else Zhang Chengtao can do." ”

"Childe...... Think about it again. Song Manqiu was stimulated too much, and unintentionally, he had already become dependent on the young man in front of him.

Bu An didn't have to think about it at all, he had planned what he was going to say from the beginning, but he still had to pretend to be necessary.

So he turned his head sideways and pondered for a moment, then the light flashed in his eyes, and he said solemnly: "Miss Song, do you know Quanzhou Kaiyuan Temple?"

"Childe is saying, let Manqiu go and ask the Tongtian Arhat of Kaiyuan Temple, the abbot of Puci?" Song Manqiu wondered.

The name of the Arhat of Kaiyuan Temple, before Bu'an entered Fujian, it was known that the fate of the abbot of Puci was fate, so it was named Tongtian, but Arhat is the honorific title of the world, in fact, whether this monk has cultivated to the realm of Arhat, no one knows.

"You are a daughter, can you go to Kaiyuan Temple?" asked Bu An.

"The pilgrims of Kaiyuan Temple, whether male or female, can go up the mountain. It's just that the two schools of Confucianism and Buddhism are different, if I go up the mountain to ask, and the academy knows about it afterwards, I will definitely be punished......" Song Manqiu was a little embarrassed on his face, and after a while, he still gritted his teeth, "But these are all trivial matters, I'm afraid that Abbot Puci will not see me." ”

Bu An nodded slowly, and suddenly hesitated in his heart, for fear that he would mess up with his temperament for a while, and send Miss Song into the tiger's mouth, and said uneasily: "Will it be dangerous for the girl to go up the mountain?" I mean, will Kaiyuan Temple have some friendship with Zhang Chengtao?"

"Don't worry about this son," Song Manqiu saw that Bu Gongzi's words were quite concerned about himself, his heart warmed, and he smiled: "Kaiyuan Temple is a quiet place for Buddhism, and no one dares to come nonsense." ”

"That's good. Bu An smiled and said: "After you go up the mountain, if the abbot of Puci refuses to see you, you will go to find three monks, one is thirteen or fourteen years old, one is greedy and has a broken mouth, one is in his early thirties with a wide heart and a fat body, and one is twenty-seven or eighteen is a mute. If that doesn't work...... Then tell them, "When it is done, I will go up to the mountain and copy the scriptures as a token of gratitude." If it doesn't work, there's no way. ”

Song Manqiu secretly wrote it down, and before leaving, Bu An asked again: "Whether you ask or not, don't mention me in front of the boss, and hope that the girl will be fulfilled." ”

"Childe doesn't have to worry, Manqiu can save it. Miss Song seemed to have something to say and stopped, but finally clenched her fists and turned her head, and then rode her horse and galloped.

Kaiyuan Temple in Quanzhou, I don't know if the three monks can sell this face, Bu An really has no certainty, looking at Song Manqiu's distant figure, he can't help but feel a faint apology in his heart.

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Zhangzhou Mansion, from the residence of the political envoy, along the Jiulong River to the east, about three miles away, in an inconspicuous house along the river, Zhang Chengtao was facing a sturdy middle-aged man who looked like a guard, asking about the details of something.

"When the ship was loaded, no idlers saw it, did it?"

"Rest assured, the small ones have been checked, and there is no leakage. ”

"Is there enough ice? I'll let you put it in another box. ”

"Enough, sure enough. The whole ship was full of ice, except for that thing, and the moon was cold, so I was not afraid of melting. ”

"Alright, there you go. Bring the man here. ”

Zhang Chengtao only waited for a short while, and just now the guard came in with a person and threw it on the ground. He was a thin man in his early twenties, dressed in cloth, with a mediocre appearance and no scars on his body, but he passed out.

"Why are you already half dead?" Zhang Chengtao stabbed the man on the ground with his toes.

"It was fine just now. The guard was a little nervous, so he quickly ran out and brought in a bucket of water, and poured half a bucket on the man's head.

The man woke up slowly, but his eyes were still blank.

Zhang Chengtao waved his hand, sent the gauntlet out, and then did it himself, tied the door, and lit three sticks of incense in front of the case.

When the incense stick was burned for most of the time and the room was filled with a faint smoke, he leaned into the ear of the thin man and whispered something.

When the man heard this, as if he had heard the sound of a fairy, he immediately fell to the ground, his hands facing the sky, and then bowed to the end, his forehead slammed against the hard masonry, and his mouth muttered something indistinctly.

This man is a soul medium, in other words, he has been enlightened by the old gods, and he is the most devout believer.

At present, in this world, there are not many people who know what a soul medium is, but Zhang Cheng has raised more than a dozen.

This soul medium can't stop kowtowing and shouting, if it weren't for the good sound insulation of this house, I'm afraid it would have spread far away.

The flesh slammed to the ground, rattling, and soon a pool of blood was left behind, and the soul medium's cry did not diminish because of this, but became even more hoarse and crazy.

The incense sticks in the house were still burning, and the smoke floated like translucent ribbons......

There was a very soft voice, like a snoring waking up from a deep sleep, and like some kind of impatient nasal voice.

“...... I hear you...... I heard ......" Gradually, the voice took on a concrete meaning.

The smoke in the room turned into a faint shadow, tall and majestic, almost filling the entire room.

Zhang Chengtao was still sitting in his chair, and he didn't seem to have much respect for the shadow. “...... Things are getting a little tricky. He said lightly: "If you don't make a move, I won't be able to hold on." ”

“...... Tell you...... You do it...... What?" the indistinct voice said intermittently.

"It's hard to say whether your method will succeed or not," Zhang Chengtao said coldly: "What's more, far water can't quench your thirst." ”

Suddenly, the shadow swelled, crushing the room to pitch black, and at the same time, a low roar rang out.

"Don't come with me. Zhang Chengtao kicked the soul medium on the ground, and the soul medium was paralyzed on the ground, obviously dead just now: "Are you also one of these foolish men and foolish women?

The black shadow seemed to know that it couldn't scare Zhang Chengtao, and slowly retracted into a vague human form.

“...... Be ...... Patience...... Can't wait...... Critical time...... I'll do it......"

Later, the voice was inaudible, as if tired, and the human form gradually dimmed.

In addition to Zhang Chengtao, who sat still and looked fierce, there was only a dead soul medium left in the room, and the room was full of unpleasant smelling smoke.