At this time, it was past the morning bell time, and Dao Yan checked the lower injury, only to see that the instep of the foot was bruised and swollen, and a little blood seeping from the nails had dried up. So he put on his shoes and socks, carried a bucket, and limped down the mountain to the temple to get food.

Although Daoyan came down from the mountain on weekdays, because he was used to running this mountain road since he was a child, he could always rush to the temple before the end of the morning class of the monks.

Today, due to the fact that he got up later than usual and had an injury on his foot, when Dao Yan arrived at the temple, the monks had already finished breakfast, and the fireworkers were carrying water and watering vegetables. Seeing this scene, Dao Yan knew that he would be hungry today, so he remembered the strange dream last night, and thought to himself that it was the Buddha's apparition, implying that I had this hunger today, and then thought about how busy he should be if the Buddha even took care of such small things, and couldn't help but smile slightly. Walked to return to the tower, but was pulled behind by someone, Dao Yan remembered that Dao Hua was so bullying himself last night, without thinking, he smashed the barrel behind him with his backhand, but the person also reacted very quickly, sideways to avoid, reached out and grabbed the barrel, but the other hand was gently patted on the top of Dao Yan's head, Dao Yan was overjoyed, turned his head to see, sure enough, it was the master Zongzhen.

It turned out that whenever Dao Yan made a mistake or had an argument with his senior brother when he was young, Zong Zhen always patted him on the forehead to show punishment, but he never really punished him, over time, Dao Yan felt that this patting was like a father's caress for his child, full of love, until he had no choice but to go to the remnant tower alone, but this feeling was always unforgettable.

Zong Zhen pulled Dao Yan aside and asked him in sign language why he suddenly injured his leg and foot, and Dao Yan simply told Zong Zhen what happened last night in sign language. Zong Zhen listened to it and sighed, Dao Yan was afraid that the master would worry, so he changed the topic and asked the master if he could get himself some breakfast to eat. Zong Zhen then took Dao Yan and walked to the guest house. Located in the northeast corner of the White Pagoda Temple, this guest house has only three rooms, but it is a separate courtyard, not far from the Xiang Ji Kitchen in the northwest corner of the temple. After entering the largest guest house, Zong Zhen closed the door with his backhand, entered the inner room, and after a while, he walked out with two bulging burdens and handed them to Dao Yan, and said with a smile: "Thanks to your good life, when the two Yuan Dynasty soldiers who went up the mountain last night left this morning, the abbot asked me to prepare some dry food for them to eat on the road, no matter how I persuaded them, they just refused to accept it, thinking that our dry food was too vegetarian and not in line with their Mongolian taste, and now it is cheaper for you kid." Then he picked up the wooden barrel and told Dao Yan to quickly take the dry food to wait for him under the old locust tree outside the back door of the temple, Dao Yan didn't have time to stop it, Zong Zhen had already strode out of the courtyard, Dao Yan had to carry the two packages on his shoulders, and hurriedly walked to the outside of the temple.

Not long after Dao Yan arrived under the tree, he was about to rest in the shade of the tree for a while, when he saw Zong Zhen already carrying the wooden barrel to this side, and when he got closer, he handed the wooden barrel to Dao Yan and waved away. Dao Yan looked down, only to see that there were two jars full of pickles and a few bottles of wound medicine and bone-setting medicine in the barrel, and a whole set of new monk's clothes were pressed under the barrel, knowing that the master was worried about his inconvenience, in case of emergency, looking at the back of the master who was far away, Dao Yan was indescribably grateful in his heart. Back to the tower time has been more than noon, early in the morning so far in the middle of the grain rice in the belly of the Taoist has not entered, hurriedly opened the burden to see, it is only in the "Buddha Joy Day" only in the oil cake, so on the pickles in one breath to eat two large sheets. After eating, Dao Yan thought to himself: "At this time, the heat is very hot, and these many oil cakes need to be stored in a cool place, otherwise it will be a pity that they will be moldy before they are finished." After thinking about it, there was only one perennial shade in the underground palace in the tower, so the dry food was wrapped and placed outside the underground palace door with pickles. After packing up, Dao Yan picked up the barrel and prepared to go to the "Phoenix Well" to see if there was any water. Dao Yan walked for a long time to the well, leaned over to see, the well was actually full of clear water, and thought: "This is strange, I was in a hurry when I was in the temple just now, otherwise I can ask the fireworkers in the temple to see if there was no water in the well in the temple last night." "Then I thought about it, I was entangled in this matter, and since there was water now, I hurried back to the tower, so I made two trips back and forth to fill the two barrels with water. After cleaning the floating ash, Dao Yan used one of the buckets of water to scrub the ground, after all the work was completed, the red sun has been thin West Mountain, Dao Yan knew that it was past the evening drum at this time is the time for the monks to attend the evening, so he returned to the tower, lit the oil lamp, took out the burnt guqin after going to the bookshelf, and practiced according to the method contained in the book.

"Master Daoyan, can you still hear me?" The "voice" sounded faintly again.

"The little monk Daoyan is just a little novice who has not been ordained, but he doesn't dare to be a master."

"Hehe, don't I know that you're just a little novice, it's just that it's funny to see you and be polite to you." There seems to be a hint of disregard in the words.

"The little monk is not sophisticated, and I hope that the adults will forgive me for the offense."

"My lord? Hehe, the little monk is polite to me, how do you know that I am an adult, or how do you know that I am a 'person'? As soon as these words came out, there was a strangeness in his tone.

"The little monk confesses, I hope the seniors will forgive the little monk for being presumptuous, and he should not make a conclusion about the seniors without confirmation."

"The little monk is also interesting, quite and my 'appetite', this 'senior' I really deserve the word, since you know that I am not a human being, then guess what I am"

Dao Yan remembered that Master Xuanzang's translation of "Abhidharma Davibhasha" mentioned the problems of depression and sleep, good and evil in dreams, and retribution, and remembered that the dialogue with this "person" originated yesterday after the military general hid the utensils covered with sheepskin into the underground palace, so he said: "The little monk is brave, and when I talked to the seniors yesterday, I found that the seniors were surprised that the little monks could hear the voices of the seniors. Then it should be the soul of the predecessor who is talking to the little monk now. ”

“。。。。。。”

Dao Yan saw the other party for a long time and didn't answer, so he asked softly, "Senior, are you still there?" ”

"Yes, but your guess just now made me think of some questions, and I was sorting out some clues, so I didn't answer you. Don't you feel scared when we talk like this? ”

Dao Yan smiled bitterly and said: "If the seniors don't talk to the little monk, the little monk is afraid, from childhood to adulthood, no one except the master is willing to talk to me, even if it is the master, but I can't hear his voice, the words of the senior are the only ones that can be heard by me, besides, our conversation is only in a dream, what is there to be afraid of." ”

The other party hesitated a little and said, "It seems that you are indeed destined for me, and it seems that everyone who likes to talk to me is not very popular." Well, I still have some questions to think about, so I'll stop it for today. So he answered no more.

Dao Yan woke up slowly, and found that he was sitting on the ground leaning on the bookshelf, and the burnt end of the guqin was on his lap, thinking that he had fallen asleep unconsciously while playing the piano last night. Because he slept all night last night, after waking up, he felt a little soreness in all parts of his body except for the injured part, Dao Yan slowly stood up with the bookshelf, moved his body slightly, put away the guqin, simply ate early, picked up the barrel and walked out the door.

At this moment, the sky was full of dark clouds, and the mountain breeze was cooler than usual, Dao Yan thought to himself: "Look at this appearance, it will rain in a short time, you need to drink water back as soon as possible, and clean the ground with rainwater." So he returned to the tower, put on his robe, took his hat, took the lid of the bucket, and hurried to the well.

As soon as Dao Yan lifted the wooden barrel out of the well, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and then it began to rain, and Dao Yan hurriedly took out the barrel lid and covered the wooden barrel. Because the 'Phoenix Well' has been abandoned for many years, the path between the 'Zunsheng Pagoda' and the 'Zunsheng Pagoda' is only the road alone on weekdays, and it is slippery and difficult to walk on rainy days, and at the moment there is an injury on his foot, so he had to take a detour to take the road between the White Pagoda Temple and the 'Zunsheng Pagoda' to return.

Dao Yan carried the wooden barrel and swayed out of the dense forest, just walked to the bend where he met the master and others coming up the mountain that night, only to see a mud-stained, gray and fleshy animal rushing towards him, and in front of him, Dao Yan found that there were blood stains between the fur on the back of the animal, as if there were injuries on the body, and at this time through the gap in the dense forest at the turn he found several human figures flashing below, as if someone was hurrying up the mountain. Dao Yan hurriedly flashed his body, pointed to the dense forest in the direction of the 'Phoenix Well', the animal seemed to know people's will, glanced at Dao Yan, turned around and ran into the dense forest. Dao Yan quickly poured the well water from the wooden barrel down the stone steps, threw the wooden barrel and hat on the side of the road, turned and threw himself to the ground, wiped the footprints left by the animal with his hands and feet, and then rolled twice on the muddy ground, pretending to slip and fall. At this time, the pursuers happened to run to the bend of the mountain road, only to see a figure flashing, as if someone had fallen down the stone steps heavily, and after a while, Dao Yan saw two young monks dressed in gray monk's robes and holding wooden sticks helping another filthy monk limp up the mountain. When a few people came closer, Dao Yan looked up and saw that it was the senior brother Daohua who bullied him that night who was injured, and at this moment I saw Daohua's right hand covering his forehead, blood slowly flowing out between his fingers, his nose was crooked to one side, there were multiple abrasions on the side of his face, and there were faint traces of blood on the knee of his right trouser leg. The two people who supported him, one was called Dao Yan, the other was called Dao Hong, and Dao Hua were both disciples of the abbot Zong Kai, and they often followed Daohua to bully other monks as the abbot's disciple on weekdays.

As soon as Dao Yan wanted to get up from the ground, he saw Dao Hua first glance at himself, and then at the wooden barrel rolling down on the side of the road, and then he was furious, stretched out his finger and pointed, grinning as if he was scolding himself, and then he snatched the wooden stick in Dao Yan's hand, and hit Dao Yan with his head. Dao Yan hurriedly raised his arm to protect his head, but he slipped under his feet and rolled down, just in time to avoid the heavy blow. Daohua was already injured, and he used too much force in anger, and he missed a blow, and then lost his center of gravity, and fell headlong on the mud on the side of the road, Dao Yan and Dao Hong hurriedly stepped forward to help Daohua up. Dao Yan saw that there was muddy water flowing down Daohua's mouth and nose, his eyes were closed, and his face had become very distorted due to the pain, thinking that he would not attack him again, so he quickly got up, picked up the hat, and limped back to the tower with the barrel.

At this moment, Dao Yan was squatting next to a sarcophagus and trying to light the firewood in the brazier, which was originally used to hold the coffin of one of the six emperors of the Song Dynasty in the underground palace. After the Zunsheng Tower was destroyed by the thunderbolt, due to limited financial resources, Zong Kai ordered the monks to spend a lot of effort to lift this sarcophagus out of the underground palace, and scraped off the surface of the dragon pattern with a sharp weapon, ready to destroy it as a material to repair the top of the tower, but after finding a few stonemasons to see the sarcophagus, they all excused themselves for various reasons, Zong Kai had no choice but to make people hastily make an octagonal wooden tower top connected to the rest of the tower body, this sarcophagus has been placed in the tower since then and has not been put back in the underground palace. When Dao Yan came to the tower, the coffin cover has long been gone, only this huge coffin body remains, after that this sarcophagus is used as a water storage container, in order to facilitate the stonemason's material, the monks put two square stone pillars under this sarcophagus, Dao Yan sometimes puts the brazier under it, warm water bath.

Dao Yan tested the temperature of the water, and felt that it was just right, so he extinguished the firewood and prepared to go in and bathe after a while when the sarcophagus was a little cooler. Dao Yan took out the brazier at the bottom of the sarcophagus, opened the door and was about to pour the charcoal ash outside the tower, but he saw a mud-covered and fluffy 'thing' outside the threshold shivering in the wet and cold mountain wind. Dao Yan looked down, and immediately recognized that this was the little animal that was chased by Daohua and others on the mountain road before, so he hurriedly carried it into the tower, changed the firewood and lit it again, and took a cloth towel to wipe the mud on its body, only to see that its eyes were closed, and its belly was bulging and its breathing was unusually short, Dao Yan then remembered that it seemed to have a back injury when he met it on the mountain road before, and quickly turned its back over, only to see that there seemed to be a deep wound in the back of its heart, although it had scabbed at the moment, there was still blood flowing out, I immediately thought that yesterday the master gave a few bottles of wound medicine, but he needed to shave the body hair of the wound before applying the medicine. He then spread the cloth towel on the ground next to the brazier, gently placed the injured little animal on the cloth, and turned to get the wound medicine, the white cloth, and the razor. After taking what he needed, when Dao Yan returned to the place where the brazier was set, he found that the cloth towel was empty, and the injured little animal was missing. Dao Yan hurriedly looked around, but saw that the animal was lying on the stairs not far from the brazier and staring at him, Dao Yan was in a hurry to apply medicine to it, so he walked towards it, but as soon as he took a step, he saw that it immediately struggled to stand up, bared its teeth and glared, stretched out its paws, and pouted backwards. Dao Yan understood that the little animal saw that he was holding a razor and thought that he was going to hurt it, so he made an aggressive gesture. Dao Yan remembered that when he first encountered it today, he pointed with his hand, and it would turn around and flee into the dense forest, feeling that this "little guy" seemed to be quite human, so he thought of a way and prepared to give it a try. Because of the injury on his foot, he could only stretch his legs to face it and sit on the ground, bite the razor with his mouth, put two white cloths across his legs, open the medicine bottle and put it next to his right leg, and reached out to pull the sleeve of his left arm to his shoulder, only to see him straighten his left arm, hold the razor tightly in his right hand, and slowly cut off a piece of flesh on the inside of his left arm, and the blood immediately flowed down from his elbow, Dao Yan endured the pain, wiped the bleeding with a white cloth, picked up the wound medicine and quickly applied it to the wound, and quickly bandaged the wound with another white cloth. In this process, Dao Yan looked at the "little guy" opposite from time to time, only to see it looking at himself intently, and its eyes seemed to be full of surprise, so Dao Yan slowly stood up, pointed at it with his finger, turned around and pointed to his back, pointed to the wound medicine on the ground, pointed to his bandaged arm, and then sat down again and waited quietly. The "little guy" slowly climbed down the stairs and walked towards Dao Yan, his steps were full of vigilance, Dao Yan smiled at it slightly, stretched out his right hand, "little guy" suddenly retreated, but found that Dao Yan had no malicious intent, so he continued to walk towards him, first sniffed his right hand, and then walked around him and smelled a circle, Dao Yan always smiled at it in the process, and the "little guy" also looked up at Dao Yan from time to time. When the "little guy" lowered his head to smell the piece of meat cut by Dao Yan on the ground, Dao Yan reached out and gently touched the fluff on the top of its head, and the "little guy" rubbed the back of Dao Yan's hand with its fluffy little round tail, turned around and got into Dao Yan's arms, Dao Yan lowered his head and gently rubbed the ears and nose of the "little guy" with his cheek, so he stood up and put it on the cloth towel, cleaned the razor, and roasted it on the fire, took two white cloths again, and gently helped the "little guy" shave off the body hair around the wound and remove the blood scab, Squeeze out the bruises, apply the wound medicine, and after bandaging, spread his own bed on the ground, put the "little guy" on it, gently cover the quilt, and watch it fall into a deep sleep before leaving.

Dao Yan threw the blood-stained white cloth, the flesh cut from his arm, and the body hair shaved off by the "little guy" into the brazier, and added a few pieces of firewood, and when he saw that all these things were burned, he packed up all the things used, and inspected the tower again, making sure that there were no suspicious traces left, and then put on his coat, took a hat, and picked up a shovel and walked out of the tower. After locking the tower door, Dao Yan carefully checked the surroundings of the pagoda, only found a few "little guys" at the door of the tower, thought that the "little guy" had slapped the tower door with his claws, but he was a deaf man but could not hear, Dao Yan washed the footprints with the rain, and along the path straight to the 'Phoenix Well', detoured to the tower and then did not find any "little guy" footprints, so into the tower, lit the oil lamp, added firewood, found that the "little guy" was still sleeping in the sweetness.

After taking a long breath, Dao Yan walked to the side of the sarcophagus, stretched out his hand to try it, and found that the water in the coffin was still warm. Since there had never been such a long interval between baths in the past, Dao Yan was very surprised by the thermal insulation ability of this coffin, so he hurriedly removed his clothes, shoes and socks, and immersed his whole body in the water except for the wound on his left arm, that comfortable feeling made him seem to float between clouds full of sunshine, he liked this feeling so much, all the pain and exhaustion seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant, Elysium is nothing more than that!

When Dao Yan woke up, he felt a 'grunt' sound from his stomach, and when he thought about it, he hadn't eaten for a long time since yesterday. So he quickly stood up from the sarcophagus, only to find that his skin was not wrinkled due to the long time of soaking, but felt as if it had been coated with a layer of oil. Dao Yan was about to lift his foot and step out of the sarcophagus, when he suddenly felt that the foot injury seemed to be healed and no longer painful, and when he looked down, he saw that the instep of his foot, which was still swollen as if it was the size of a steamed bun yesterday, was as normal as if it had never been injured. After falling asleep last night, his left arm involuntarily soaked in the water in the coffin all night, and after the white cloth was completely untied, Dao Yan was surprised to find that the wound healed without even a trace of scarring, as if yesterday's incident had not happened at all.

Dao Yan hurriedly stepped out of the coffin, gently walked to the side of the bed, only to see that the "little guy" had kicked the quilt away, lying on the bed cover and sleeping sweetly, seeing that it was breathing steadily and checked that there was no blood oozing out of the bandage on its back, Dao Yan added a few firewood to the brazier, and after the fire was burning, he got up and walked out of the tower. At this moment, the sun has not yet risen, the rain has stopped, the cool mountain breeze carries the fragrance of plants after the rain, Dao Yan took a deep breath, felt full, so he picked up the flat burden, hung two wooden barrels and walked towards the direction of the 'Phoenix Well'. I don't know if it's because there was no "person" to disturb the rest last night, Dao Yan felt that his steps were particularly brisk today, and his body was able to maintain balance when he stepped on the slippery place on the path several times and almost fell, so he accelerated his pace more and more, and finally trotted to the well, looking at the wooden barrel on the flat shoulder that was constantly swaying, Dao Yan found that not only was he out of breath, but even his heartbeat was as normal as when he walked, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice, and hurriedly filled the two buckets and put them on his shoulders, and he felt a lot more relaxed. So he happily recited the Buddhist scriptures and walked out of the forest. To be out of the forest, Dao Yan stood on the stone steps of the mountain road and looked back at the Baita Temple under the mountain, only to see a flickering light is slowly rising, Dao Yan knew that it was the time for the morning bell, the senior brother who was responsible for ringing the bell was slowly climbing up the bell tower, sure enough, when the light reached the highest place and was no longer rising, there were a number of new lights in the interior of the temple. Dao Yan turned around to return to the tower, when suddenly he noticed that something seemed to be wrong, so he quickly looked around to make sure, but just as he expected, he could see things in the dark. Probably because he was too excited when he came, Dao Yan didn't even pay attention to the fact that he forgot to bring the lantern, and when he saw the lights in the temple, he suddenly realized that the lanterns necessary for carrying water at this moment in the past were not around, and because of the dense forests in the mountains, the moon could not provide enough light, even if he carried the lantern, he could only illuminate the range within five steps, but at this moment, even if he didn't use the lantern, he could vaguely see things within a hundred steps, especially just now in order to confirm this matter, Dao Yan Xiang' When I looked in the dense forest in the direction of Phoenix Well, I saw a gopher thirty paces away with a plum in its mouth and burrowed into a crack in the stone. Dao Yan put the wooden barrel and the flat pole on the stone steps, and quietly walked towards the stone that the gopher had drilled into, the closer he was, the clearer what he saw, which was impossible to see objects without lanterns in the dense forest, when Dao Yan walked to a dozen steps away from the stone, he saw a gray shadow flash, and the gopher quickly fled forward. Dao Yan walked to the crack in the stone, leaned down, stretched out his hand and reached into the crack in the stone, when he pulled out his hand and slowly opened it, a round plum gradually appeared in his palm.

After returning to the tower, Dao Yan found that the time taken was more than half of usual, gently opened the tower door, and quietly walked to the cover behind the bookshelf to see, the quilt on the cover had been piled aside, but the "little guy" was nowhere to be seen. Dao Yan hurriedly walked to the cover and touched it, the temperature was already a little cool, and when he was about to get up to look for it, he felt that something seemed to touch him on his back, and when he turned his head, the "little guy" was standing upright behind him with both feet, holding half an oil cake in his mouth and looking at himself with wide eyes, holding another oil cake in both hands and handing it to himself, looking very cute. Dao Yan thought to himself: It turned out that this "little guy" was hungry after waking up, and when he saw that I was not there, he got up and looked for something to eat, so he took the oil cake and held it in his mouth like a "little guy". Dao Yan stretched out his hand to carry the "little guy" to the cover and put it down, put it next to the cover with water in a wooden bowl, and after sitting down, he ate cakes and drank water with the "little guy". After breakfast, Dao Yan helped the "little guy" change the wound medicine, and found that although the wound showed signs of healing, the wound was still deep, so he thought about replacing the sarcophagus with freshly beaten well water for a while, and tried to see if the sarcophagus really had the effect of healing the wound. Dao Yan took out the water from last night's bath and brushed the floor, replaced it with new water and heated it with a brazier. When he brushed in front of the door of the underground palace, Dao Yan found that the burden he used to hold the oil cake was tied intact, and he thought: This "little guy" is really a god, and he can take the cake and tie the burden again, and remember that when we ate together just now, the "little guy" drank water with both hands, and he was worried that it would spill the water on the cover, but the "little guy" drank not a drop, and it seemed that he had been drinking water in this way. Could it be that this "little guy" is the 'person' who can transmit the 'voice' to me in my dreams the day before yesterday? Dao Yan thought to himself, and after considering various reasons, he felt wrong, but this "little guy" was indeed extremely human, and his dexterity was abnormal.

After cleaning the tower, Dao Yan tried to test the temperature of the sarcophagus and it was just right, so he brought the "little guy" and prepared to put it in the water, but the "little guy" hugged the back of Dao Yan's neck tightly, struggling to go in, Dao Yan thought: Could it be that it knows the purpose of the coffin, and is afraid to go in? So I had to remove my clothes, shoes and socks, and entered the sarcophagus with the "little guy", the "little guy" saw that Dao Yan entered the water with it and was no longer nervous, plus the water temperature was warm, the water quality was slippery, and after a while, it let go of Dao Yan, and walked around in the water, Dao Yan wanted to let it soak the wound, so he took advantage of the time when it looked at himself and lay flat and submerged his body into the water, when Dao Yan sat up again, he saw that the "little guy" was floating face down on the water, and Dao Yan hurriedly reached out to lift the "little guy" out of the water in a panic, I saw that its eyes were slightly closed, and when Dao Yan was about to get up and step out of the coffin, the "little guy" suddenly smiled, opened his eyes, and sprayed a mouthful of water on Dao Yan's cheek. Dao Yan didn't have time to dodge, he was sprayed with water, and thought: It turns out that you want to play with me, okay, then I will accompany you to the end. So Dao Yan also took a sip of water and sprayed it to the "little guy", but the "little guy" deftly dived into the water to dodge, and then the head exposed the water and a mouthful of water sprayed directly into Dao Yan, Dao Yan raised his hand to protect his face, and the other hand raised the water, and the "little guy" was immediately splashed squarely, so the two of them played in the water back and forth until they felt hungry. After taking the water, pickles and oil cakes and putting them on the edge of the sarcophagus, the two of them soaked in the warm water while eating, Dao Yan felt very comfortable, so he took the "little guy" in his arms and fell asleep.

"Little monk, are you there?" That "voice" sounded faintly in Dao Yan's mind again.

"Here, the little monk has something to ask his seniors for." Dao Yan looked a little eager and excited.

"Coincidentally, I also have a question for you, since you asked first, then I will answer you first."

"Thank you seniors, the little monk rescued a strange beast from the senior brother's stick yesterday, the body hair is soapy and white, the head is round, there is a circle of black hair around the eyes, the body is obese, the limbs are short and stout, the palms are full of flesh pads, the claws and canine teeth are sharp, the mouth and snout are short, the ears and tail are short and round, and they can walk upright, which is very human. Do you know what this is? ”

"As you mentioned, this thing should be a kind of spirit animal called 'Bai Zhen' that lives in the deep mountains of the ancient Shu land, and it is rare now. Forget it, little monk, let me ask you, is this the 'Zunsheng Tower' of Hangzhou Phoenix Mountain? ”

"Senior, this is indeed the 'Zunsheng Tower' of Phoenix Mountain, and I also know a little about the ancient Shu land is about thousands of miles away from here, how did this 'little guy' come here?" Dao Yan was obviously very puzzled by this matter.

"Okay, little monk, the deity has answered the question you asked, and it's not too late for you to think slowly after you have a clue about the details, now the deity wants to ask you a few questions, you have to answer them carefully." There seemed to be a hint of impatience in the "voice".

Dao Yan hurriedly turned around and said, "Senior, please ask."

"Little monk, who are your parents?" The "voice" said faintly.

"Senior, the little monk is an orphan, after being born was abandoned in front of the Baita Temple at the foot of this mountain, Master Zongzhen raised me and accepted me as an apprentice, who are the biological parents, but the little monk does not know." Dao Yan replied calmly.

“。。。。。。” The other party was silent for a while.

"Do you know martial arts? Or is it stronger than the average person? The "voice" looked suspicious.

"Don't hide it from my predecessors, the little monk was born deaf, although the master loves me very much, but he only taught me chanting and literacy, but he has never taught me a trick and a half in martial arts. Not afraid of the jokes of the seniors, the little monk was just bullied by his senior brother a few days ago, and his legs and feet were injured, but fortunately he found that soaking and bathing in this sarcophagus has a miraculous effect, otherwise he would have to walk with a limp. Dao Yan smiled bitterly.

"Sarcophagus?。。。。。。 What kind of sarcophagus? The "voice" apparently fell into deeper doubt.

"In addition to the smooth appearance, and then it is very large, there seems to be a pattern on the surface, but somehow it was scraped off, I remember that the little monk just came here to guard the tower when he asked the master what this is, the master just simply replied that it was the abandoned sarcophagus in the underground palace under the tower, originally intended to demolish the material to repair the stone tower, but later abandoned here, so it was used by the monk to store water every day, sometimes it is used to bathe, for several years to guard the empty tower, and has not been injured, if it is not for the senior brother a few days ago I was injured, I really can't find the miraculous effect of this sarcophagus." Dao Yan said that there seemed to be a hint of surprise in the future.

“。。。 This is due to another mystery ... Have you ever entered this dungeon? ”

"The key to the underground palace was indeed kept by the little monk before, because the resident was ordered to idle monks and the monks were not allowed to trespass, so the little monk only went in a few times a year when he was cleaning, but a few days ago the abbot and a general locked a utensil covered with sheepskin into the underground palace and then took back the key, so the little monk never went in again."

"You go and look for it, and see if you can find something like a copper skewer or iron wire."

"What do you want this object to be made of?" Dao Yan asked with a little confusion.

"The deity wants to teach you skills," the "voice" said lightly.

Dao Yan had a little doubt and said, "Did the senior ask the little monk to open the door of the underground palace?" This seems to be inappropriate, the abbot has taken the key back, and ... ”

Before Dao Yan could finish speaking, the "voice" shouted and interrupted it: "What a crooked little monk, the deity originally wanted to help you avoid trouble, since this is the case, then you can wait for your senior brother to collect the body of your little pet after he comes." ”

As soon as Dao Yan heard this, he immediately woke up, and the "little guy" was also awakened by his sudden movement. Dao Yan hurriedly held the "little guy" in his arms, as if he was afraid that someone would take it away, and the "little guy" also reached out to hug the back of Dao Yan's neck, and his fluffy round ears caressed Dao Yan's cheeks back and forth, making Dao Yan's nose itch and sneeze, and the "little guy" grinned happily when he saw that he was funny. But seeing that there seemed to be anxiety in Dao Yan's eyes, he broke free from Dao Yan's arms and sat cross-legged opposite, looking at Dao Yan with puzzled eyes.

Dao Yan was thinking nervously at the moment, after about a cup of tea, Dao Yan sighed helplessly, the "little guy" stood up, picked up the wooden bowl and handed it to Dao Yan, Dao Yan took the bowl, smiled at the "little guy", and suddenly had an idea as if he thought of something, so he drank all the water in the bowl and hurriedly jumped out of the sarcophagus, running towards the pile of debris, the little guy looked at him stunned, and after a while, Dao Yan returned to the sarcophagus, but there was a bottle of bone-setting medicine wine and an iron hairpin in his hand. It turned out that Dao Yan thought about it just now, as the "senior" said, if Daohua really came here to find this "little guy", don't say that there is no hiding place in the tower, even outside the tower is extremely unsafe, and the "little guy" is still injured, and he regrets it if he is not careful, and he thinks about it only by hiding the "little guy" in the underground palace, and he has not learned the art of unlocking and ended the conversation with the "senior", and only in his sleep can he contact "him", but this sleep is not said to be able to fall asleep, In the middle of his distress, the "little guy" happened to hand over the water bowl, and Dao Yan suddenly thought that there was a bone-setting medicinal wine among the things that the master gave him the day before yesterday, and he didn't care whether this external medicinal wine could be taken internally, and he just thought that it was the same wine, and it should be the same. The wine was corked up, and a rich aroma of herbs and spirits wafted from there. Dao Yan thought: In the poem, it is said that "before Su Jin Changzhai embroidered Buddha, he often loves to escape Zen when he is drunk", how free and easy he is, but at this moment his own situation is "the sarcophagus of the remnant tower bathes in cold water, and the medicinal wine is to sleep", which is really a world of difference. With a wry smile, he drank a bottle full of medicinal wine, and in a daze, he saw that the "little guy" was stunned for a moment, and then threw himself into Dao Yan's arms in a panic, as if he was slapping his chest with his palm, but Dao Yan only felt as if he was being put into a big cloth bag and being shaken constantly, and the sky was spinning, and he lost consciousness after a while.

"Senpai, Senpai." Dao Yan kept calling.

"You little monk don't you often be lazy on weekdays, otherwise how could you fall asleep again so quickly." The "voice" replied with a slight mockery.

Dao Yan thought that he seemed to have offended this "senior" before, but at this moment, "he" didn't care, so it was better for him to stop mentioning this matter, so he said: "The little monk has an urgent matter to see his seniors, but he has not found a good prescription, so he has to drink a bottle of bone-setting medicine wine in order to meet his seniors so quickly." ”

The "man" laughed when he heard this, and said: "The little monk is grateful to you for coming up with this method, the deity has not met such an interesting stunned boy as you for a long time, but as a person who cultivates meditation, even if you drink medicinal wine, can you still break the vows?" But it doesn't matter, I think of you with a lot of painstaking thoughts, and make the deity so happy, what just happened will pass, say, have you figured out the ability to let the deity pass on your ability to open the lock? ”

"The little monk has this intention, please give advice to the seniors. It's just that I can't find a suitable object in this ruined tower for a while, and I don't know if I can find only an iron hairpin at this moment. "Dao Yan said.

"The kid is rude, the method taught by the deity is extremely exquisite, if such a broken lock can't be opened, it can only mean that your little monk is too stupid." There seemed to be a slight anger between the words.

"What the predecessors taught is that the little monk must study seriously." Dao Yan hurriedly replied respectfully.

After that, the "person" will be the art of unlocking the Tao in detail, and after he learns it, he will take a virtual number of locks like an exam, so that the Tao Yan can answer how to solve it, and see that although Dao Yan has a little thinking, he can still answer accurately, and seems to be quite satisfied with it.

When Dao Yan woke up, he found that the "little guy" was lying on his chest, and the strong aroma of medicinal wine came from all around, Dao Yan was wondering how there was such a strong taste of medicinal wine, and looked down, only to see a bottle of medicinal wine was slowly rising and falling in the sarcophagus, and the bottle of medicinal wine he had just drunk was standing on the edge of the sarcophagus, Dao Yan picked up the "little guy", saw that it was breathing evenly, and his mouth was full of wine, so he guessed that this "little guy" thought that I had committed suicide by drinking poison, so he also found a bottle to drink with me, but he drunk himself, Dao Yan's heart was hot, but his eyes were moist. Dao Yan wiped the "little guy" clean, and after putting on the monk's robe, he took another white cloth to change the dressing for the "little guy", and found that as the "senior" said, this sarcophagus seemed to be useless for the "little guy" to heal his injuries. And because the wound was soaked in water for a long time, it was not as good as healing in the early morning, Dao Yan regretted his recklessness, so he hurriedly helped the "little guy" dry the wound and change the dressing and bandage again. The "little guy" may have woken up due to pain, but it seems that the strength of the wine has not subsided, and his round head is shaking non-stop, and he looks very cute. Dao Yan then took a bowl of water for the "little guy" to drink, put it on his back on the quilt, and walked towards the door of the underground palace with an iron hairpin.