The next morning, Lin Dong got up at five o'clock and drove to Fu Jiacong's house. On the way, I saw that there were steamed buns on the side of the road, so I stopped the car and bought three steamed buns, and after eating, I got in the car and drove for a short time, and I arrived in front of Fu Jiacong's house. This area is the residence of the ancient city of Sioux City, a three-story building with white walls and blue tiles, which is very rich in the characteristics of Sioux City. Behind the house was a small river, and I didn't know where it leads.

Lin Dong stepped forward and knocked on the door, and after a while, he heard footsteps coming, Fu Jiacong opened the door and invited him in.

"Xiaolin, came so early, did you have breakfast?" Fu Jiacong took him inside the house and asked him to sit down.

Lin Dong smiled: "I ate it." ”

Fu Jiacong finished breakfast, wiped his mouth, and went upstairs to call Fu Ying down.

Fu Jiacong and Fu Ying went downstairs one after another, Lin Dong had seen Fu Ying once in Jiguxuan before, but the two had not spoken.

"Ying'er, come and see Mr. Lin of Jinding Investment." Fu Jiacong introduced.

Fu Ying nodded at him, and Lin Dong smiled slightly. The two have met. For this kind of pampered rich daughter, since he is unwilling to deal with him, Lin Dong will never bother. Fu Ying's indifference made him have no good impression of this rich lady.

The three of them got into the car, and the father and daughter of the Fu family sat in the back seats.

Lin Dong is still the first time to drive a long way, in order not to drive in the wrong direction, last night did enough homework, checked the route clearly, out of the city, on the Supeng Expressway, to Pengcheng City, and then drive north about 100 miles, to Xiaozhufeng.

By noon, more than 800 miles had been opened. Lin Dong drove the car into the service area, stopped to eat, and took a little rest. I didn't know if I hadn't driven a long distance, and I didn't expect it to be so tiring to drive a long-distance car.

The three of them had a brief lunch and continued on their way. Fu Jiacong said: "Xiaolin, why don't you change Xiaoying to open it, so that you can rest and rest." ”

Lin Dong glanced at Fu Ying, Fu Ying spread out his palm, and said coldly: "Give me the key, I'll open it." Lin Dong handed over the key to her according to what she said, and he was a little relieved in his heart, looking at her fine skin and tender meat, he didn't know if he could drive so far.

Soon after the car started, Lin Dong realized that the idea just now was very wrong. Under Fu Ying's control, the car started, accelerated, and shifted gears, smoothly and smoothly, much better than what he drove. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at the foot of Xiaozhufeng Mountain. After getting off the highway from Pengcheng City, this section of the road to Xiaozhufeng is very difficult to drive, Fu Image is like he has been here many times, he is familiar with the road with a light car, turns around, and smoothly drives the car to the Kuzhu Temple of Xiaozhufeng.

After getting out of the car, a little novice came over, saw Fu Ying, looked happy, and called "Senior Sister Lingqing".

Fu Ying saw this little novice, smiled, and said, "Senior Brother Lingjue, I haven't seen you for three years, you have grown a lot taller, and Senior Sister almost didn't recognize you. ”

The little novice, known as Lingjue, threw his broom and said, "I'll go tell Master!" "A puff of smoke ran away.

Lin Dong heard Xiao Shami call Fu Ying "Lingqing", if he realized something in his heart, could it be that Fu Ying had practiced in Kuzhu Temple? When did the temple become so open that it also accepted female disciples? Fu Ying took the two of them towards the temple, and Fu Jiacong kept talking all the way, telling him the architectural scenery of Kuzhu Temple one by one.

"Uncle Fu, it seems that you have been here many times?" Lin Dong asked.

Fu Jiacong replied: "Yes, Xiaoying practiced with Zen Master Zhiguang at the age of ten, and until she was eighteen years old, I would come here once a year. ”

Fu Ying has not been back to Kuzhu Temple for three years since he came down the mountain. When I came back this time, I saw that the old scene was still the same, and I was overwhelmed with sighs.

At this time, it is almost evening, Xiaozhufeng is located in the middle of nowhere, and most of the people within a radius of 100 miles come early in the morning and go back down the mountain in the afternoon. When the three of them entered the temple, they saw few pilgrims, but the temple was very majestic. A black-bearded monk hurriedly walked from the main hall with a smile on his face.

"Fu Jushi, after many years, don't come unharmed?" The monk approached, clasped his palms together, and sang.

Fu Jiacong looked excited when he saw his old friend for many years, and held the monk's hand, "With Master Lao Zhizhi to care, everything is fine with me." ”

When Fu Ying saw the monk, he called out respectfully, "Uncle Shi! The disciple is clear and polite! After speaking, he bowed and bowed. The Master of Wisdom hurriedly helped her up.

"Who is this?" The Wisdom Master looked at Lin Dong and asked.

Lin Dong smiled: "Hello Master of Wisdom, my name is Lin Dong, and I am a friend of Uncle Fu. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a friend of Fu Jushi, disrespectful and disrespectful, three, come with me." The Zen master of wisdom led the way in front, and led the three of them through the corridor through the courtyard and walked towards the peak of Xiaozhu Peak. Lin Dong looked around, on the mountain peak, a lush patch, the mountain wind blowing, setting off the bamboo sea and blue waves, far away, you can also hear the rustle of bamboo leaves rubbing.

Walking up the stone steps up the mountain, the four of them walked for half an hour to reach a bamboo garden. Fu Ying quickened his pace and rushed towards the bamboo garden, and a few ups and downs had landed in front of the bamboo garden. Lin Dong rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen it wrong, could it be that Fu Ying showed just now was the legendary light skill? It's not a movie, is it?

Lin Dong looked down and saw that the cloth shoes on the feet of the wise Zen master were also unstained, and then looked at the leather shoes on his feet, the soles of which were already stained with a thick layer of soil. Lin Dong knew that he had met a master. The Wisdom Zen Master took them to the bamboo garden, where an old monk sat under the tree in the courtyard, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and Fu Ying stood behind him, rubbing the shoulders of the white-bearded old monk.

"Senior brother." The Zen Master of Wisdom shouted.

Lin Dong said in his heart, this should be Zen Master Zhiguang.

Fu Jiacong clasped his palms together and bowed, "Is the old Zen master okay?" ”

Zen Master Zhiguang opened his eyes, smiled, flicked his wide sleeves, and pushed the two bamboo chairs beside him in front of Fu Jiacong and Lin Dong. Zen Master Zhiguang showed this kung fu, which seems simple, but requires extremely profound internal strength. It is not difficult to push the bamboo chair, if you use your sleeves to whisk the bamboo chair two or three meters away, and it looks understatement and relaxed, it requires a lot of skill.

"Second layman, please take a seat." Zen Master Zhiguang raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for the two, and Fu Ying brought it over with a teacup.

Fu Jiacong asked: "I heard that the old Zen master was sick, and Xiaoying and I hurried over, how is the condition now?" ”

Zen Master Zhiguang said with a smile: "People are old and frail, and it is inevitable that they will not get sick. Now it's fine. The disciples made a fuss, and you came from afar, and Zhiguang was very unhappy in his heart. ”

Fu Jiacong smiled: "It's okay." ”

Zen Master Zhiguang looked at Lin Dong with deep eyes, and said with a smile: "This layman seems to have something on his mind, and when he comes to my place, please throw away the mundane things." ”

Lin Dong's body was shocked, and he said in his heart, this old Zen master is really good, I can see at a glance that I have something on my mind, I don't know if he has a way to resolve it, and asked at the moment: "Since the old Zen master sees that the disciple has something on his mind, I don't know if I can guide the disciple?" ”

Zen Master Zhiguang said: "I look at the face of the layman, which is the face of great wealth and nobility. Although there is a difficulty at the moment, there are noble people to help, so you don't have to worry. Lin Dong lowered his head and pondered, not knowing who the noble person in the old Zen master's mouth was.

The Wisdom Zen Master said, "Senior brother, I'm going to prepare a meal." After speaking, he saluted Lin Dong and Fu Jiacong, and drifted away. Lin Dong couldn't help but respect when he saw the monks of Kuzhu Temple.

Fu Jiacong and Zen Master Zhiguang talked about Buddhism, but Lin Dong couldn't understand. Zen Master Zhiguang saw that he was distracted, so he ordered Fu Ying to take him around Xiaozhufeng. Fu Ying didn't dare to disobey his master's orders, so he took Lin Dong out of the bamboo garden and walked around Xiaozhu Peak.

Fu Ying has lived in Kuzhu Temple for eight years, and has feelings for every grass and tree here, her surname is withdrawn, she has a dusty posture, she doesn't like to talk, seeing Lin Dong ask about the scenery on the mountain, she unconsciously opened the topic and chatted with him for a long time. In this hour, she said more than she said in half a year.

Through the communication with Fu Ying, Lin Dong gradually found the reason for her indifference, and dispelled the prejudice against her in his heart. A girl has lived in this Buddhist temple for eight years, and every time she is accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, no matter how lively her surname is, she will become silent.

The two walked around, Lin Dong took out his mobile phone, and wanted to call Liu Datou to ask about the situation, but after coming out for a day, he was very worried about the company's affairs, but he found that the mountain could not receive a signal, so he had to give up. Seeing a person walking along the mountain road from a distance, Fu Ying walked towards the person, and Lin Dong followed.

"Senior Brother Lingfeng, I'm here to bring food to Master again." Fu Ying said with a smile.

Lingfeng carried two lunch boxes and said with a smile: "Senior sister, when I heard that you were here, I thought it was Lingjue who lied to me." Uncle Wisdom told me that there was a visitor from the mountain, and asked me to bring more food. ”

In the bamboo garden, Fu Jiacong and Zen Master Zhiguang sat face to face.

"Fu Jushi, the imperial order has disappeared for more than three hundred years, and finally reappeared." Zen Master Zhiguang sighed.

Fu Jiacong smiled and said: "The old Zen master is really discerning, and he can't hide anything from you." The royal decree was indeed with the child. ”

Zen Master Zhiguang said with a smile: "This child has the posture of a dragon and a phoenix, the appearance of heaven and man." To tell you the truth, as soon as I saw him, my mood that had been silent for many years was chaotic. The masters of the Heavenly Gate of the past dynasties are all dragons and phoenixes among people. Now that the Imperial Decree has chosen him, we must secretly help him. ”

Fu Jiacong nodded and asked, "Old Zen Master, I have another matter when I came here this time, your ears and eyes are all over the world, do you know what the Holy Alliance has done in recent years?" ”

Zen Master Zhiguang shook his head, "Three hundred years ago, in that battle, the Heavenly Gate fell, and the Holy Alliance disappeared with it. ”

Fu Jiacong was surprised: "How could the Holy Alliance suddenly hide when its momentum reached its peak? Why is that? ”

"I've been searching for years to no avail. However, I think that as long as the Holy Alliance still exists and the Heavenly Gate rises again, they will not sit idly by and take action. Zen Master Zhiguang closed his eyes, and his heart surged. Kuzhu Temple was originally built by the people of Tianmenmen, with the temple as a cover, responsible for collecting information for Tianmen, in its heyday, eyes and ears all over the world.

(To be continued)