"This ......," Nong Tieshu looked at Nong Qingyun.

"Thank you, Master, we'll just wait here." Nong Qingyun is neither humble nor arrogant, and the demeanor of the big gang is fully revealed.

"Donor, please take care of yourself." The monk stopped talking and began to sweep the floor again.

An hour later, it was noon. The three of them walked more than ten miles of mountain roads in the morning, and now they have waited for a long time, and they are already hungry.

"Is the abbot ignoring us?" The stone had already run back and forth in front of the small temple, except for the abbot's room, which was closed with the door closed, "Why don't I knock on the door of the abbot's room?" ”

"Don't mess around, we're guests! Listen to the palace master! "Nong Tieshu is rare and serious.

"But I'm hungry, I'm hungry!" The stone patted his stomach, and his stomach was deflated like a leaky water bag.

"Here's some dry food, you can take it and eat it." Nong Tieshu untied a burden and took out a piece of cake.

"No, I can't eat this, I'm so thirsty that I can't swallow it!" The stone wrinkled his eyes comically and swallowed his saliva with difficulty, like an old turtle struggling in the desert.

Nong Tieshu smiled and said, "Why are you doing so much!" ”

"I'll go to their kitchen and see if there's anything to eat."

"Stone, don't steal other people's things!"

"I'll see!"

The monk was eating in the soup kitchen. He squatted on the ground, squirming and drinking a bowl of porridge with a clear bottom.

"Master, do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry. As soon as the stone spoke, he knew that his efforts were in vain.

The scene in front of me is clear at a glance, the small half-pot porridge without a few grains of rice and two dry and rough steamed buns are all the belongings in this fragrant soup kitchen. The monk put down the dishes and chopsticks and went to serve porridge to the stone.

Shi Yu couldn't bear it, so he quickly grabbed him and waved his hand: "No need, Master, you don't have much to eat." ”

Seeing this, the monk squatted down again and continued to drink his porridge. Stone walked out of the soup kitchen dejectedly, thought about it unwillingly, and turned back. The monk was still drinking the bowl of porridge.

Shi felt strange, the porridge didn't look like much, why couldn't he finish it? But at this time, he didn't care about this, and asked, "Master, when will the abbot see us?" ”

"Donor, the little monk doesn't know."

"It's been more than an hour, how long does the abbot have to sit in meditation?"

"Donor, the little monk doesn't know."

"Do you abbots know who the palace master of Shennong Palace is? He's a big guy. There are more than 1,000 disciples in Shennong Palace, and Shennong Palace is as big as a hundred in your temple, and it is the largest gang in the rivers and lakes! ”

"Donor, the little monk doesn't know."

"What? You don't know anything, have you ever been out of this Haihui Temple? Stone couldn't help but raise his voice, his voice wandering through the silence of Haihui Temple.

"Donor, little monk......"

"Don't tell me 'I don't know', I'm not talking to an idiot, am I? Go and call your abbot out now!" "The stone is hungry and burning, and he is impetuous, and he can't care about Nong Qingyun's explanation that he can't make a mistake.

The monk hurriedly poured the last mouthful of porridge into his mouth, closed the lid of the pot, and placed the steamed buns in a hidden corner, as if fearing that they would be destroyed by the stones.

"Donor, the little monk doesn't dare to disturb the abbot."

"Then I'll knock on his door!" Stone was furious.

"The abbot has only opened the door to one person."

"Who?"

"Release the donor."

On the mound of dirt at the doorway, an idle snail quickly curled up into its well-defined shell, sealing the entrance with a thick membrane to avoid sudden poisoning.

"Which release benefactor?" Stone's eyes widened, and he saw a glimmer of light.

"West side." The monk stretched out his hand like dry wood and pointed to the west.

"Where's the west side?"

"There's only one way."

"Okay, if you help, I'll treat you to dinner in the future!"

"Thank you for your kindness, the little monk doesn't dare!"

"There's nothing you don't dare, it's all vegetarian, and I won't give you meat!" Stone said as he ran to the front yard.

"Let's go, go to the west side to find a person surnamed Shi, the abbot is only willing to see him!" The stone waved his hand excitedly at the little beggar and Nong Qingyun, and with one foot had already stepped out of the threshold of the temple.

"How do you know? What did the abbot say? The little beggar hurried after the stone.

"The abbot's door is tighter than the prison door, and I don't even see the ashes in his room, I forced the monk to say it."

"You ......" Nong Tieshu was about to count the stones, Nong Qingyun said with a straight face: "Go!" ”

From the moment the monk informed the abbot that it was inconvenient to meet the guests, Nong Qingyun was restless and uneasy, and ominous clouds enveloped him.

The abbot of Haihui Temple is his senior brother Nong Qingshan, and his premonition is getting stronger and stronger. The painful memories of more than 20 years ago haunted him one after another.

If it's really a big brother, what should he say to him? After Nong Qingshan left Shennong Palace, Shennong Whip also disappeared together, will Shennong Whip be here with him?

The Shennong whip is the supreme treasure of Shennong Palace, which has been kept by the palace masters of previous dynasties. That is to say, whoever gets the Shennong whip can become the palace master of Shennong Palace. It has been handed down by the Shennong clan and has a history of more than 4,000 years.

In more than 3,000 years BC, Emperor Yan Shennong ascended to heaven in order to treat the common people.

He chose a large handful of Yao grass, and when he walked out of the garden, he ran into the Emperor of Heaven. The Emperor of Heaven said that this Yao Cao could not cure many people's diseases, so he gave him a divine whip.

This whip is woven from the feathers of the divine bird Jumang under the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, and has been soaked in the tears of the bird for hundreds of years, and finally becomes a divine whip that knows no flowers, no grass, no grass.

Yandi Shennong used this whip to discover a variety of healing herbs and poisons, and this whip also had even more magical properties. It can not only refine the tasteless and colorless, killing invisible poison, but also can cure any strange poison in the world.

The Shennong whip was passed down from generation to generation in Shennong Palace, until Nong Pingfeng lost his trace. Nong Qingyun is the only palace master of Shennong Palace who has never seen Shennong Whip.

Nong Qingshan has been missing for twenty years, and Shennong Whip has also been missing for twenty years. Not only him, but his master Nong Pingfeng also suspected that Nong Qingshan stole the Shennong whip.

In the past 20 years, Nong Qingyun has been searching for the whereabouts of Shennong Whip, but he has found nothing.

The Shennong Whip was like a terrible nightmare that threatened his position as the palace master. As long as he heard any news about the Shennong whip, even the news related to the Shennong whip that he imagined himself, he would put down everything and investigate it himself.

Therefore, for Nong Qingyun, even if this trip to Haihui Temple is like a sheep, he must take a risk.

The three of them walked less than a mile to the west side of Haihui Temple before they arrived at a quiet and elegant residence.

Compared to Haihui Temple, it is simply two worlds. The yard and surroundings are full of all kinds of flowers, peach blossoms, apricot blossoms, peonies, peonies, colorful and full of spring.

There is no door in the house, and everything inside can be seen from the outside. The courtyard and the house are full of all kinds of bronze mirrors, some small and large, some wide and some narrow, some round and some square, some like flowers, birds, fish and insects, some are taller than people, and some are wider than the door.

Some of them are hung, some are embedded in the wall, and some are placed on the table. They have become the owners of this dwelling, all the time, everywhere.

"This guy has quirks, doesn't he?" Considering that this person was the only one who could pry open the door to the abbot's room, Stone only dared to mumble softly.

"Shhhh Don't talk! Nong Tieshu put his index finger to his lips, and then tore his throat and shouted, "Release senior!" Are you there? ”。

No one answered. Bees are busy collecting nectar, butterflies are busy pollinating, and all kinds of birds are singing on the branches, and they don't have time to welcome the three guests.

"Senior Shi is not here, let's wait here." Nong Tieshu walked to a large stone covered with mud and dust, and brushed the dust away with his sleeve, "Nong Palace Master, you sit here." ”

"Wait?" Shi complained, feeling that the trip to the rivers and lakes had been severely frustrated, "Don't people here like to see people?" Or are you afraid of meeting people? We're not ghosts! ”

"Shut up! Don't spoil the big things in Shennong Palace! Nong Tieshu lowered her voice, she gritted her teeth, and her eyes showed a fierce light, which was even more terrifying than when she roared.

"The farmer palace master didn't speak, why are you in a hurry?" The stone rolled its eyes.

Nong Tieshu raised his arm and said, "No matter how honest you are, I'm not kind to you!" ”

"Humph!" Stone ran out of the yard in a rage, and his affection for the little beggar suddenly disappeared.

From the moment he went to Haihui Temple, the little beggar completely changed, he was harsh and harsh on him, using the business of Shennong Palace as an excuse, which overwhelmed him, as if he was a person from Shennong Palace, and cared more about the survival of Shennong Palace than Bao Tiannu, Li Zigang and Yongmen Guang.

And Nong Qingyun was sad all the way, preoccupied, and extremely boring. The stone regretted it and followed him in vain. If he stays in Shennong Palace, Yongmen Guang can also open his eyes!

"What are you doing? You've stepped on my dinner! A stern but not mad voice came from behind the stone. The stone quickly jumped back. He looked down and saw a dead vegetable seedling lying miserably in his shoe prints.

"Sorry......" Before the stone could look back at the owner of the voice, the master commanded the voice again: "Oh my God, you stepped on my little sand's dinner!" ”

The stone looked down again, and he stepped on a plate of wheat grains. He was at a loss, anxious, and felt like he was stepping barefoot on a charcoal fire. This time, he carefully saw the empty space next to his feet, and jumped towards the empty space with precision.

"Bang!" He hit a guy in the back.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! The stone did not dare to turn around, nor did he dare to raise his head.

"Where did you come from? You're going to make a mess of me, aren't you? The voice thundered.

The stone turned. A tall and thin middle-aged man with a somewhat sickly appearance stood in front of him, his lips were white and his teeth were white, and there was no trace of blood on his face, but his eyes were like torches, which were extremely incommensurate with his lifeless face.