Chapter Forty-Eight: The Daughter's Voice (Part II)

Wukong, Bajie, Sand Monk and Little White Dragon are all here!

But what about my brother-in-law? And Bodhi, where did you go?

The young lady panicked, hurriedly got off the meditation bed, climbed into her shoes and ran out.

The four puppies were also awakened and ran out of the meditation room after the young lady. Outside the meditation room, the sun is slowly rising.

Bodhi was lying outside the meditation room, Yang Shouwen was naked, his limbs were prostrate on the roof, and he was facing the rising sun.

This is the golden toad guidance technique that Yang Dafang taught Yang Shouwen.

From time to time he made a cooing sound, his throat and cheeks bulging, but his lips were closed, and the sound seemed to come from his stomach. This is also the unique feature of the Golden Toad Guidance Technique, which borrows the voice, vibrates the internal organs, and strengthens the qi and blood.

Yang Youniang had watched Yang Shouwen practice this kung fu when she was a child, so she didn't think it was strange.

Silently, she sat down on the porch, her chin in her hands, and sat quietly watching.

The sun bathed Yang Shouwen's body, as if it was covered with a layer of golden light.

In that sunshine, Yang Youniang seemed to see a hazy air in a trance. It was an illusion produced by Yang Shouwen's blood boiling. She sat quietly, Bodhi lying beside her, and the four puppies crawling at her feet.

In the early morning, the majestic wind adds a bit of tranquility and peace to this remote Zen temple.

When a round of red sun jumped out of the horizon, Yang Shouwen turned nine times and was refreshed.

He jumped down from the roof, saw the young lady, and smiled slightly: "Young lady, morning! ”

"Brother Son, early!"

The young lady responded with a red face and said softly: "Brother son, the wind here is cold, you hurry up and put on your clothes." ”

Yang Shouwen didn't think too much about it, and walked into another meditation room with a promise.

It turned out that the son's brother lived in ......

The young lady suddenly had a complicated feeling of loss and some happiness in her heart. What girl doesn't have a spring? Although the young lady is only eleven years old, you must know that in this era, a woman can get married at the age of fourteen, and she seems to be not young.

"Brother son, it's so quiet here."

By the time Yang Shouwen got dressed and came out, the young lady had already cleaned up her mood.

She looked at Yang Shouwen suspiciously and asked, "When has this been, why haven't you seen the mage here?" ”

Yang Shouwen couldn't help but smile bitterly and rubbed the young lady's head.

In fact, the situation of this little Maitreya Temple was completely unexpected by him.

Last night, when he held his young mother and traveled a long way to the Little Maitreya Temple, it was almost time.

However, when he arrived at the monastery, he found that the entire monastery was empty. Judging from the dust in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, it has not been cleaned for at least a long time. He walked around the monastery and did not find a single monk.

Presumably, after the murder that night, Gen Huiren and the others were also scared, so they left here.

This does not seem surprising when you think about it!

After all, among the dead were their companions.

Moreover, the Assassins were not caught, and the two Assassins who escaped made them even more deeply afraid.

Monks are also human beings, and when this kind of thing happens in this wilderness, as long as they are normal people, they will feel scared......

Fortunately, although the monks left, they left behind a lot of utensils.

Yang Shouwen found the futon and waited in the temple all night.

It's not good, although he didn't sleep all night, Yang Shouwen didn't feel tired. He found the broom and cleaned it in the courtyard. The young lady ran to the well, fetched a bucket of well water, followed Yang Shouwen, and sprinkled water as she walked.

In the temple, which was originally somewhat dilapidated and desolate, the laughter of the young lady echoed.

Yang Shouwen couldn't help but smile, and after cleaning the temple with the young lady, he sat panting and sitting at the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Brother son, eat the cake."

The cooking utensils in the room are still there, and there is still firewood in the firewood room next to it.

Yang Shouwen can't cook, but it doesn't seem to be a very difficult thing for a clever young lady.

The giant beard cake brought yesterday was warmed, and the two of them had a happy meal.

Then, Yang Shouwen walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he lit incense candles, looked around the empty Daxiong Treasure Hall, but his eyes finally fell on the Arhat picture on the wall. Yang Shouwen stood quietly in the main hall, but a figure appeared in his mind. Panicked and frightened, he wandered alone in the great hall and finally sat down under the wall.

Visiting the long eyebrows?

Why don't I believe it so much!

Yang Shouwen walked over slowly and stood still under the wall.

Outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, three fangs were eyeing each other. And I, on the other hand, was alone, and it was absolutely very difficult to escape.

At this time, I am standing here.

By the way, the reason why I came to this desolate and remote temple......

Yang Shouwen had a flash of inspiration and seemed to think of something.

I paid for the room here for a number of days, not for the view, but for the ...... Wait for others?

That's right, it should be waiting for someone!

But without waiting for me to wait for the person I was waiting for to appear, my enemy had already caught up.

Slow and slow......

Yang Shouwen scratched his head vigorously, theoretically speaking, everything he had imagined just now would not be wrong. So why is he standing here to pay homage?

Yang Shouwen's gaze lingered on the picture, and his eyes involuntarily narrowed into a slit.

"Brother son, someone is looking for you."

Just when Yang Shouwen was silent in thought, he suddenly heard the young lady shouting outside the main hall.

Yang Shouwen was stunned for a moment, and walked out of the main hall, but he was stunned!

I saw Yang taking Yang Jasmine in the square of the main hall, and in front of them, there were two people kneeling. The two men were older and burly; A young man who looked to be fifteen or sixteen, ragged and covered in bruises.

"Gai Jiayun?"

Yang Shouwen recognized at a glance that the young man was Gai Jiayun who robbed under the banner of Yang Rui in Changping County yesterday.

And that big man is obviously the one who fled with Gai Jiayun yesterday.

Yang Shouwen suddenly remembered, and he asked Ma Sixteen to inform Gai Jiayun to come to see him. It's just that after returning home yesterday, such a bad thing happened, so that Yang Shouwen forgot about it, and came to the mountain with his young mother overnight.

"Auntie, what's going on?"

Yang carried a large burden and put it at his feet.

Hearing Yang Shouwen's question, she said with palpitations: "I was about to talk to my son...... The two men burst into the house before dawn, but Jasmine was alert to them and took them down. And they said, "It was your son, that you let them come." The slave and the lady didn't know what to do, so they let Jasmine press them up the mountain to meet you. ”

"It's Jasmine Yang."

Yang Jasmine was beside her, very seriously correcting the mistakes in Yang's words.

"Jasmine Yang, take out what is in their mouths."

Yang Shouwen stepped forward and said as he walked.

Yang Jasmine didn't say a word, stepped forward and pressed the shoulders of the two of them, and took out the cloth ball from the mouths of the two of them.

"Bah, bah, bah...... Yang Dalang, what do you want? ”

I don't know where to find it, and after taking it out, the big man retched non-stop, while Gai Jiayun looked angry.

"You asked me to come to you, and you did this to me?"

Yang Shouwen stepped forward and squatted down in front of Gai Jiayun.

He stretched out his hand, flipped his wrist, and a dagger conjured out of his palm.

"What are you going to do?"

Gai Jiayun had a look of horror in his eyes and struggled to stand up. It's just that Yang Jasmine pressed his shoulder as soon as she stretched out her hand. It's like a big mountain pressing on his body, no matter how Gai Jiayun struggles, it is useless.

Yang Shouwen raised his hand, and a cold light swept by.

Frightened, Gai Jiayun hurriedly closed his eyes, but it was a long time......

The ropes on his body have been cut. Gai Jiayun didn't see any movement for a long time, so he opened his eyes, but saw Yang Shouwen sitting cross-legged in front of him.

The young lady obediently went to a futon from the Daxiong Treasure Hall and put it under Yang Shouwen.

Yang Shouwen sat there, holding his chin, looking at Gai Jiayun with interest.

"You ......"

Gai Jiayun was just about to get up, but he heard Yang Jasmine say behind him: "Kneel, Ah Lang doesn't command, don't think about standing up." ”

That hand is like an iron pincer.

Gai Jiayun immediately showed a look of despair, his eyes met Yang Shouwen, but he still held his head high.

"I asked you to come to me, but I didn't let you come uninvited before dawn.

Do you know what it means to be guilty? I don't think you know. And I know better, you must not know how much trouble you're in. You want to follow the example of those assassins who attacked my house like they attacked the county government, but do you know that not only will you not be able to solve the trouble by doing this, but you may also cause your father, your brother and the entire family to destroy the family. ”

Gai Jiayun's face suddenly became extremely ugly......