Qingmang Mountain.

The dim light, the moist air, and a few unknown birds flew through the forest from time to time.

Chen Beibei and the middle-aged soldier have been gone for a while.

"Why haven't you seen the Hemao Ancestral Hall?"

Chen Beibei looked at the middle-aged soldier and asked suspiciously.

Although when he was outside, he couldn't see the end of Qingmang Mountain, but Chen Beibei really didn't expect that this mountain would be so big.

The Kamo Ancestral Hall is a large ancestral hall, and even though it has been burned down now, if you encounter the ruins of the Kamo Ancestral Hall, you should be able to tell it directly.

"Don't worry, we can get there in about an hour."

The middle-aged soldier looked at Chen Beibei and said slowly.

"This mountain is so big."

Chen Beibei couldn't help but answer.

From the beginning of entering the mountain, it should have been more than two hours of walking by now. I just stopped for a sip of water and didn't stop at anything else.

Until now, he has not found the ancestral hall of He Mao, which Chen Beibei did not expect at all.

For the rest of the day, the two of them just walked with their heads bored.

The pace is very fast.

It seems that the middle-aged soldier was in a hurry until Chen Beibei was in a hurry, and he did it on purpose.

But even with such a fast speed.

It still took almost an hour to reach the vicinity of the ruins of the Kamo ancestral hall.

"Is this the burned Hemo Ancestral Hall?"

Chen Beibei looked at the middle-aged soldier and asked him.

At this time, even if the middle-aged soldier didn't answer, Chen Beibei already had the answer in his heart.

After all, the huge burned ruins in front of you still look majestic.

The indestructible stone pillars, as well as the stone statues, foundation stones, etc., all outline a massive, majestic architectural skeleton, but now it is all pitch black.

Even the stones have been burned black by the fire.

There seems to be a pity to the desolation.

"Yes, this is the ancestral hall of our family and the Kamo clan, alas, it has become like this now. The old lord was already seriously ill, and after hearing the news that the ancestral hall of He Mao was burned, his health became more and more deteriorating. ”

The middle-aged soldier stood in front of the ruins of the Hemao Ancestral Hall, his face full of sadness.

When he said these words to Chen Beibei, his body had a slight tremor that was difficult to suppress.

"Don't you know who burned it?"

Chen Beibei looked at the middle-aged soldier and asked him.

"Well, at that time, Lord Zhiguang left Qingmang Mountain to discuss things on the island, and when he came back, the soldiers guarding and the entire Hemao Ancestral Hall had been burned down."

The middle-aged soldier said angrily.

For the ancestral hall to be burned, such a thing, no matter for that clan, it can be regarded as a very angry and shameful thing, after all, this is the most sacred place in every clan.

"However, then the cured soldier should be about to wake up, right? When he wakes up, he may be able to find out who set the fire. ”

Chen Beibei looked at the middle-aged soldier and calmed his emotions a little with words.

Now three days have passed since the soldier was cured.

If there are no accidents, it should be about to wake up. After all, the soldier no longer had any burns on his body, and as long as his spirit and consciousness slowly recovered, he could completely become a normal person.

"I hope so."

After the middle-aged soldier finished speaking, he continued to return to the forest path he had walked before.

In the dense forest, there is only one path that can be walked, and the rest of the place is basically overgrown with low shrubs and vines.

This path should have been stepped on by the islanders who came to the Hemao Ancestral Hall for many years.

"Tomomitsu-sama is still ahead, but you can get there soon. It's about a 10-minute walk. ”

The middle-aged soldier looked at Chen Beibei and said to him.

When the middle-aged soldier spoke, he did not stop, but had already walked forward a long way.

Chen Beibei, who was standing in front of the ruins of the He Mao Ancestral Hall, hurriedly chased after him, after all, in such a forest, if he got lost, it would still be very troublesome.

You must know that Chen Beibei did not come out with a god today.

……

Among the trees.

A clearing appeared, and two 10,000-year-old pines stood in front of the clearing, about a meter wide apart, looking like an open door.

And this clearing.

There is a wooden hut that looks small, similar to the cottage of a normal forest ranger.

But even so, however, this wooden house still gives people a very special feeling. There is a sense of tranquility and distantness, like water in a deep pool that has been silent for thousands of years......

"This is the meditation room of Lord Zhiguang, although monks can get married and start a family, but Lord Zhiguang has always lived alone, and has never had intimate contact with the women on the island.

Even if the old lord proposed to marry his own pearl Sanye Ji Xu to Lord Zhiguang, he was politely rejected by Lord Zhiguang. ”

After the middle-aged soldier finished speaking, there was a complicated expression on his face.

"Mitsuhahime is not only beautiful, but she is also an onmyoji who inherits Kamo-ryu Yin-Yang Technique. The talent in yin and yang is rare in a hundred years. ”

The middle-aged soldier continued.

For this three-leaf Ji, Chen Beibei was also a little curious at this time, but Chen Beibei came here to find Monk Zhiguang, so he still interrupted the middle-aged soldier: "Let's go in first." ”

"Ah, I'm sorry Chief, I almost forgot what we came here for."

The middle-aged soldier said apologetically.

"It's okay, please lead the way."

Chen Beibei looked at the middle-aged soldier and said slowly.

At this time, although he had already arrived at the door of Monk Zhiguang's house, it was better to let the middle-aged soldiers go up first to report it, so that Chen Beibei's visit would not be too abrupt.

The middle-aged soldier walked up, knocked lightly on the door a few times, and then said, "Lord Zhiguang, are you inside?" ”

"Come in."

There was a slightly old voice from inside, but it was very loving, as if it contained a lot of kindness.

This is the voice of Monk Zhiguang.

Although Chen Beibei has little time with Monk Zhiguang, he is still very familiar with his voice. After all, this voice sounds very distinctive.

"Lord Tomomitsu, the Taoist who healed the burned soldiers last time has also come along, so can you let him enter the house as well?"

The middle-aged soldier stood outside the door and did not enter immediately, but asked such a question in a respectful tone.

Monk Zhiguang has a very high status on this island, at least compared to a soldier of their level, he is a very noble figure, so he will be more cautious and polite in these matters.

At least I won't do that kind of thing, just let the person I bring in.

"The Daoist?"

Monk Zhiguang's voice was a little excited, and then there was a sound of footsteps in the room, and Monk Zhiguang stood at the door, looking at Chen Beibei, with a smile on his face.

"Master Zhiguang, we'll meet again."

Chen Beibei looked at Monk Zhiguang and said slowly.

"Well, I didn't expect that since the Dao Leader would come to my dilapidated hut, it would be a great honor."

Master Zhiguang looked at Chen Beibei and said seriously.

Monk Zhiguang walked in front of Chen Beibei as he spoke, and then continued: "Dao Chief, please come in." If there's something, let's sit down and talk. ”

"Lord Zhiguang, you ......"

The eyes of the middle-aged soldier were fixed on the feet of Monk Zhiguang, who only had a white cloth on his feet, and did not wear shoes. I guess I came out in a hurry, so I forgot about it.

"It's okay, you can come in too. The room had freshly dried tea leaves from Qingmang Mountain. ”

Monk Zhiguang laughed and said to the middle-aged soldier.

Obviously, Monk Zhiguang didn't care about such a thing as not wearing shoes at all.

The three of them walked into the hut where the monk Zhiguang lived.

It was empty, not even a bed, the only piece of furniture, just a small low table, not even a chair. The thing to sit on should be something like a straw mat on the ground.

"Please sit down, it's rude to wait a little longer for tea......

Monk Zhiguang looked at Chen Beibei and the middle-aged soldier and said gently.

Monk Zhiguang lives alone.

Even if you want to make tea for guests, you need to boil water.

That's just it, Monk Zhiguang has to say a word of rudeness.

It can also be seen that Monk Zhiguang really regarded Chen Beibei and the middle-aged soldiers as distinguished guests.

"Lord Zhiguang, let the villain do such a thing as boiling water and making tea. You get down to business. ”

The middle-aged soldier hurriedly said.

But when he looked around the room, he didn't see anything like a teapot, or any dry wood or thatch that could be used to make a fire.

"Just sit down, someone will do these things."

After Monk Zhiguang finished speaking, he also sat down on the straw mat, and there was the small low table between them.

"Dao Chief, you should have something to do here, right?"

Monk Zhiguang looked at Chen Beibei and said slowly.

"Hmm."

Chen Beibei nodded, and then continued: "I came here to want Master Zhiguang to introduce me to the young master......

"Is it just something like that?"

Monk Zhiguang asked.

"Well, just something like that."

Chen Beibei replied.

"When will the Taoist go to see the young master, the poor Taoist can introduce you at any time, and it just so happens that the young master also wants to meet you."

Monk Zhiguang looked at Chen Beibei and said slowly.

"Thank you, Master Zhiguang."

Chen Beibei said.

This matter was imagined by Chen Beibei to be simpler, and Monk Zhiguang's attitude was also very good.

Monk Zhiguang agreed, which means that he can meet the young master at any time.

"Okay......"

Monk Zhiguang's eyes looked out of the door, and he suddenly whispered such a sentence.

"What's up?"

Chen Beibei asked with some confusion.

"The tea is ready, Peony, come in."

Monk Zhiguang looked at the hidden door and said slowly.

As soon as Monk Zhiguang's words fell, the hidden door made a soft "squeak" sound.

Outside the door.

Standing was a noble lady in a bright red dress.

He looked like he should be twenty-six or seventeen years old, with black hair split into strands and twisted on top of his head, combed into a fragrant bun with a black hosta in the middle.

On the skirt on the body, there is a gorgeous and graceful peony blossom picture.

"It's so beautiful......"

The middle-aged soldier looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him stupidly, and said a little stunned.

A woman named Peony carried a tray with brewed tea on it. The woman slowly walked towards Chen Beibei and them, and when there were still about two meters away, she leaned down slightly and saluted, and then continued to walk to the small table, put the tea set on the small table, and then poured them one by one.

The woman poured the tea and walked away.

If it weren't for the steaming heat rising from the small table, the fragrant three cups of tea, and a purple sand teapot.

Probably Chen Beibei and the middle-aged soldiers will feel that they just had a dream.

"Two, please try the new tea of Qingmangshan recently dried by the poor monk."

Monk Zhiguang looked at Chen Beibei and the middle-aged soldier and said slowly.

Chen Beibei and the middle-aged soldier glanced at each other, although they still had some doubts, they still picked up the tea and drank it slowly.

The tea is fragrant and crisp, and the tip of the tongue is slightly sweet.

Even Chen Beibei, who doesn't drink much tea on weekdays, can feel that this is a rare and good tea, and there is an indescribable relief in his heart.

"Lord Zhiguang, this tea is so fragrant."

The middle-aged soldier looked at Monk Zhiguang and said with some excitement.

Monk Zhiguang just smiled slightly and didn't say anything, after all, for such praise, Monk Zhiguang is still acceptable.

"But, Lord Zhiguang, can the villain ask you something......

The excitement on the middle-aged soldier's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a more hesitant expression.

"Just ask."

Monk Zhiguang said heartily.

"I've never seen a woman come to Lord Zhiguang's meditation room, and I haven't seen the woman you called Peony just now, and I haven't seen ...... on the island."

The middle-aged soldier probably felt a little embarrassed to question someone who was more noble than his status, so he seemed more hesitant.

But in the end, he asked: "That woman named Peony must be the Shikigami of Lord Zhiguang, right?" ”

After Monk Zhiguang listened, he just laughed a few times.

There is no definite answer.

The three of them continued to drink tea for a while, and then left the meditation room of Monk Zhiguang, but the woman named Peony was not in the courtyard outside.

"Since the Dao Leader wants to see the young master as soon as possible, let's go now."

Monk Zhiguang said.

"Thank you, Master Zhiguang."

After Chen Beibei thanked him, he followed behind Monk Zhiguang, but because of the appearance of the beautiful woman before, Chen Beibei was a little puzzled.

So Chen Beibei glanced in the courtyard.

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