Xia Fengyi turned her head to look out the window, Meng Tianchu was like this before, when he saw him, he pretended to be studying hard, so he didn't bother to take care of him.

Unexpectedly, Meng Tianchu's reading, although he stammered and made many mistakes in the sentences, he actually read it for most of the hour, stopping from time to time to think about it, or reciting it again and again, and he really couldn't see anything wrong on the outside. Xia Fengyi saw that he was diligent and hardworking, and his heart softened a little, so he discussed a few sentences with him from time to time.

In this way, he went all the way, for more than ten days, Meng Tianchu studied and recited hard in the carriage during the day with the "Da Ming Law", and at night he picked up the brush to copy word by word in the inn, copying and memorizing at the same time, and practicing calligraphy. Fortunately, I opened a brush writing course in elementary school, and I also practiced in the calligraphy and painting interest class for a period of time in middle school, so this brush word is also fast to pick up, I dare not say how well it is written, but it is also written neatly, but in Xia Fengyi's eyes, his words are not worth mentioning at all, after all, people have used a brush to write since childhood.

Seeing that Meng Tianchu studied and practiced hard every day, and later, Xia Fengyi also believed that he really wanted to learn, maybe he really understood the truth that books should be hated less when they are used. encountered something he didn't understand, and Xia Fengyi also consulted with him. Although Xia Fengyi didn't understand the criminal law, after all, he was a person of that era, and his understanding of the original legislative intent of the ancients was often more accurate than Meng Tianchu's, which often made him feel like he was suddenly opened.

It's early summer, and it's raining a lot, and the roads are getting muddy. However, reading a book on a rainy day can make people calm down more. It's just that Mrs. Qin, the young woman of the wind and the young woman, often came to harass Meng Tianchu, and changed her law to be alone with him, but Meng Tianchu refused.

After Mrs. Qin was rejected several times, she slowly died, and Meng Tianchu was at peace.

On this day, after the heavy rain, the group came to a market town, the only two inns in the town were full of people, and when they asked, they found out that due to the heavy rain, a wooden bridge in front was washed away by the flood, because the flood was too big, there was no way to repair it, and I did not know when it would be repaired. So the merchants are blocked here.

After asking the locals, I learned that there is another trail that can be detoured, and if you walk quickly, you can get to a temple called Tingsong Temple when it gets dark. The next day, you can go to the county seat in front and return to the official road. It's just that this trail has to climb over a big mountain, and the mountain roads are all rugged paths, and there is no way for horse-drawn carriages to pass, so they can only be crossed on foot or on horseback. These merchants are reluctant to take risks, so few are willing to take this path.

According to Mrs. Qin's intentions, she wanted to return to the county town in front and wait for the wooden bridge to be repaired. But Meng Tianchu was worried that the night would be long and dreamy, and he was in a hurry to go to Hangzhou to be a master, so he decided to ride a horse and take a small road to bypass, and then hire a horse to go forward in the market town in front.

Their wagons were two-wheeled, and three of them were untied, and three more were able to tow the cart back.

However, three horses are not enough for the four of them to ride, and Meng Tianchu has already said that he wants the fake husband and wife to settle accounts, so they don't need their Xia family's carriage, but fortunately, there are horse herders in the villages near this market town, and they spent two taels of silver to buy a local horse with a saddle.

Xia Fengyi saw that he really did what he said and did not touch the light of their Xia family, and secretly admired his backbone in his heart. With their suitcases strapped to their horses, the four of them set off on horseback.

When Mrs. Qin saw that Meng Tianchu was going to copy the trail, she shouted that she would also ride a horse and walk the trail with Meng Tianchu and them. Of course, Qin Yiyun didn't dare to disobey, so he had to unload the horse, hang the luggage behind the horse, take the little maid Jiwen, and follow Meng Tianchu and them to set off on the trail.

At this time, the rain had already stopped, but the mountain road had been poured into mud puddles everywhere, and the trail was rugged and difficult to walk, so I didn't dare to go fast, so I climbed to the top of the mountain with hard work, and then meandered forward, sometimes through the dense forest, and sometimes down the valley hovering between the mountainsides, and I didn't see a single family along the way, nor did I see a single pedestrian, just seven of them, seven people and seven horses, in the depths of this big mountain, walking on the isolated ghost road.

The sun set early in the mountains, and as soon as the sun went down, the valley was darkened, but fortunately the torches had been prepared, and the torches were lit and went on.

When it got dark, all kinds of strange noises in the mountains came out, and Mrs. Qin was so frightened that she screamed, making everyone very nervous. Feiyan kept muttering that she must have been fooled, and she was deceived by the locals, where did the ancient temple come from in this wilderness.

When everyone heard Feiyan's words, they were even more discouraged, Qin Yiyun originally wanted to say something discouraged, but seeing that Mrs. Qin was already pale with fright, she didn't dare to say it.

Meng Tianchu doesn't care, before he crossed over, he worked as a forensic doctor in the criminal police team, he went out of the scene at two ends in three days, climbed the mountain and went down the hill, walked in the dark, and walked at night, he didn't do anything, now this is nothing, not to mention that there is a little beauty Xia Fengyi on the side, a pair of beautiful eyes to look at, and he can't pretend to be a bear.

Therefore, Meng Tianchu kept talking, sometimes saying that the mountain was like a hump, and sometimes saying that the night owl was like a kitten, which provoked Mrs. Qin to giggle non-stop, which also relieved everyone's nervousness.

Carrying the torches and walking for more than an hour, just when everyone was extremely tired, tired and hungry, Feiyan had sharp eyes, and saw two dim lights on the slope of the mountain in the distance, which should be the legendary ancient temple "Tingsong Temple"!

Everyone suddenly came to the spirit and hurried to hurry, but the road in the mountains is like this, it looks very close, and it is still far to walk.

After walking for another half an hour, I slowly saw that there were a few buildings faintly in the light, appearing and disappearing in the pine trees all over the mountain. The mountain wind with rain blows through the tips of the pine trees, making a whining sound, like an inexplicable ghost in the jungle, whistling in the treetops, which makes people creepy.

Everyone coincidentally sped up, and after another half an hour, they finally came to the ancient temple.

Go up the dozen or so sloping steps to the mountain gate. In fact, this mountain gate should not be called a door, because there is only a broken door frame left, and the two doors are no longer known whether they were taken by the monks in the temple to burn the fire, or whether the exposed merchants took them to carry the corpses of their companions who died violently.

Standing in front of the door frame, holding a torch and looking up, I saw that directly above the mountain gate, a plaque with three words written in black font: "Listen to Song Temple".