Summer nights are short, but now that the summer solstice has passed, the darkness is getting longer day by day. Jun Qinglan didn't really sleep that night, and the Puning Temple case was chaotic without any rules, but Li Congyao fell ill at this time, and the focus of the entire Duanwang Mansion was inexplicably pressed on her shoulders.

She was almost out of breath.

When it was light, she got up and went out of the house. Before leaving, she deliberately stood at the gate of Tingtao Garden for a moment. The gate of Tingtao Garden was open, but there was not a single figure in the courtyard. There is no Rong Xi, and there is no Tang Ying. Jun Qinglan glanced at it and went out.

Li Congyao had a menacing illness yesterday, where can he recover overnight? I'm afraid I won't be able to see him easily these days, so let's report to him later on the matter of solving the case.

The streets on a summer morning are not as quiet as in Duanwang's mansion, and the streets and alleys are full of busy figures running around for a living. Jun Qinglan held on to the reins and put the speed of stepping on the snow to the slowest speed. His eyes swept over the crowd on the street, and a little envy gradually grew in his heart. This is the most real life, although busy, but they all have a smile on their faces, this is the yearning and pursuit of the future life.

Jun Qinglan doesn't know where her future lies. Her only belief in living is to avenge her parents and brothers, and find out the big case that shocked the entire Northern Xia five years ago.

Rebellion!

She hooked the corners of her lips, and her smile was full of sarcasm and sadness. My father and brother worked hard all their lives for the stability of Northern Xia and the state capital of the capital, and they could almost risk their lives, but in the end they ended up in rebellion, how ironic? They must not be willing to know what they know.

Therefore, even if she was already heartbroken about this world, and fought for the glory of her father and brother all her life, she had to grit her teeth and get closer to the peak of Yanjing City's power step by step. She just wants to correct her father and brother's name, so that everyone in the world will come and apologize for the contempt she once had for them.

But...... And after that?

What can she do after the case is revealed? Where should she go?

A woman dressed as a man and impersonated, the emperor probably couldn't let her go. The only thing she could think of was death!

And what does it matter? Five years ago, she should have been drowned in a sea of blood and devoured by a fire dragon with her father and brother.

Jun Qinglan hung her head. It turned out that in this world, she was always alone, alone, and the beauty and warmth in the world had no relationship with her for a long time.

She suddenly sped up, stepped on the snow and dust, and ran straight in the direction of Puning Temple. Jun Qinglan went out very early today, and when she arrived at Puning Temple, she only saw the wide open mountain gate, but she did not see the endless stream of pilgrims in the past. She dismounted and led the snow up the stairs step by step, the horse's hooves clattering on the bluestone pavement, and it was far away on the empty mountain road. Jun Qinglan's consciousness gradually cleared up, and finding out the truth of the Puning Temple case was the most important thing for her now, and the other things were not what she should consider now.

After Jun Qinglan handed over the snow to the monk of Zhike, he wandered around the Puning Temple on his own. After the Fulai case, it did not have too much impact on the reputation of Puning Temple. The monks of the temple are still the same as in the past, and the halls are still filled with cigarette smoke, showing the glory of the thousand-year-old royal temple everywhere. Jun Qinglan stopped at the back of Puning Temple, near the courtyard wall, where there was a large hall, which was completely surrounded by hemp rope, and there were no fireworks in the main hall, not even a single lamp or candle was lit. In the once prosperous Puning Temple, this hall is particularly eye-catching.

Jun Qinglan squinted, this should be the place where Fu Lai was invited to come over and repair it. Because of Fulai's inexplicable death, the entire repair work of the main hall was stopped.

"Qinglan, I knew you were coming. We really have a soul. The man's voice was cheerful, as enthusiastic as a bird.

Jun Qing's blue eyes darkened, and even if you don't need to look at this voice, you know that the person who came must be Jiang Yufan. There will be no one else.

"Qinglan, how long have you been here?" Jiang Yufan walked beside her with a smile, raised his hand and went to her shoulder.

Jun Qinglan turned his body to one side slightly, avoiding his palm without a trace: "Just arrived." ”

"Then you're too late." Jiang Yufan didn't mind her dodging, and said with a smile: "I've been here for half an hour, you've been a little lazy lately." ”

"So early?" Jun Qinglan was a little surprised, she deliberately went out early this morning, just to avoid the believers who entered the incense. Jiang Yufan used to sleep until three poles in the morning, but he actually arrived earlier than her? It's a little hard to believe.

"I've been living in Puning Temple for the past few days. The bell for the morning class in the temple rings in the morning, where can I sleep? ”

"What are you doing in the temple?" Jun Qinglan looked at him, not knowing why. When did Jin Yiwei's errand become so easy?

"I know you're interested in Fulai's case, and Puning Temple is where you're going to come sooner or later. So, I've been living here these days, thinking I'll be able to meet you whenever you come. Well, I guessed right, right? ”

Jiang Yufan hooked the corners of his lips, and a bright and smug smile appeared on his face, full of pride. The flying spirit is shouting everywhere, Lao Tzu is a genius who is clever, come and praise me!

Jun Qing's blue eyelids twitched uncontrollably, you are so smart, it's really amazing...... Speechless.

"What are you waiting for me to do?" She raised her hand to the corner of her forehead, and her head ached.

"I'll help you." Jiang Yufan slapped his chest with a bang: "Didn't you come to me for help when you were begging?" There are still many doubts in this case that have not yet been clarified, and I feel your need. ”

"Huh." Jun Qinglan was speechless, and wanted to ask him who gave him this unparalleled sense of mission.

"Let me tell you, I have been eating and living with the monks in Puning Temple for the past few days, and I have really learned many secrets that others cannot know on weekdays."

"Really?" Jun Qinglan finally raised some interest.

"Master, master." Jiang Yufan suddenly turned sideways and waved his arms quickly: "This is the Jun Qinglan I mentioned to you." ”

Jun Qinglan had already seen that there was an old monk in his fifties who came with Jiang Yufan. However, Jiang Yufan was too high-profile and enthusiastic. The monk always stood under the eaves of the closed hall and watched them quietly, surrounded by the tranquility and serenity that could not be poured with oil. He was standing there, but it was easy to ignore his presence. It seems that such a person has long been integrated into the heavens and the earth, and has become an inseparable one with all things. He can be like anything, but not like a sharp man.

"This is the Daoshan Zen Master of Puning Temple, you should have heard of his name." Jiang Yufan looked at Jun Qinglan and blinked, his face full of pride.

Jun Qinglan was taken aback. This is actually Daoshan?!

The abbot of this generation of Puning Temple is called Tongfang, and most of the deacons in the temple are of the same generation. The elders of the town temple are the Qingzi generation who are one generation higher than the same character. The word Dao is a generation higher than the word Qing, and the monks of the Dao character generation have already passed away. It is said that there is only one Taoist monk in Puning Temple today who is Daoshan, and that is a legendary figure.

According to legend, Daoshan is the youngest disciple of the Guangji Zen Master of Puning Temple, and he has been gifted since he was a child, and he became the first one in Puning Temple at a young age. However, Daoshan is not the same as ordinary monks, although he has no distractions to study the Dharma, but his temperament is quite out-of-the-box, and he can always do something shocking to the world. When the Dade Zen Master passed away and was cremated, he actually threw all the mantles and monks who took over as the abbot into the fire and burned them. In the astonishment of everyone, he laughed three times and floated away.

Since then, Daoshan's whereabouts have been a mystery, and no one knows where he went. Until a month ago, he suddenly returned to Puning Temple, and he appeared with Du'e. It had been more than 30 years since he disappeared, and he said nothing about the past 30 years. Everyone could only see the respect for Daoshan in Du Er's words, so he became the Xitang elder of Puning Temple. However, he didn't care about anything, didn't do morning and evening classes, and didn't even see anyone all day.

No matter where you look at him, he is not a qualified disciple of Buddhism. However, he was the most respected disciple of Buddhism.

Jiang Yufan actually ...... With him?

"Hello Master." Jun Qinglan bowed towards Daoshan.

"When a fake is true, it's true. Yufan Xiaoyou, your friend is quite good. Daoshan twisted his beard and laughed.

"Of course my friend is good." Jiang Yufan was full of pride: "You don't know how many cases she has solved." If I want to say, she can be called the blessing of Yanjing. ”

"The blessing of Yanjing?" Daoshan glanced at Jun Qinglan again, and his smile was even more cheerful: "That's right, maybe that's right." It's a pity, it's a pity......"

Jun Qinglan's heart is not as calm as Jiang Yufan. Daoshan's gaze is like a distant and vast sea, but it is calm and waveless, so that people can't see half of the waves in their hearts. However, even being looked at by such calm eyes, she could no longer be calm. The eyes seemed to be able to see everything, with compassion for all things in the world, compassion for her. She is a gentleman Qinglan, and she was promoted to the general flag not long ago, and it is the time when the scenery is infinite. Where is the need for compassion?

However, there is another person hidden in her heart who is worthy of compassion. It was a secret, and she had never told anyone about it. Is it true when it is true? He...... What do you know? However, Jun Qinglan was sure that she had never seen Daoshan before.

This old monk ......

"What a pity." Jiang Yufan snorted: "Old monk, don't say something inexplicable when you have something to do." We're not the wood in your temple, so we don't have to make this kind of profound appearance in front of us. ”

"Yufan Xiaoyou is right, the old man can take off this disguise, it is really comfortable, and he is relaxed." Dosun stretched his arms and took a deep breath.

"It's a nice day, isn't it?" When Jun Qinglan looked at Daoshan again, the old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes had become like an old man in the market who was playing and frolicking with his grandson on his lap, and he was ordinary and ordinary with joy: "Two little friends, let's go to the back mountain to roast some game, how about it?" ”