Lingyun Temple, in the inner courtyard.

Tang Jingming stood with a serious face.

In front of him, all the descendants of the Tang family are ......

"The matter here has basically been dealt with, and in the future, this place will be the focus of our Tang family, and no one is allowed to make trouble just because they are from the Tang family, understand?" Tang Jingming spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

The descendants replied in unison.

"Also, every once in a while, I'll have one of you come here to stay here for a month...... During this period, it can be regarded as for your self-cultivation! Of course, when I was living, if anything strange happened, I had to be notified as soon as possible. Tang Jingming narrowed his eyes, and when he said this, his voice was a little cold, undoubted.

Around, those descendants were very puzzled when they heard it.

"Yes!"

However, they did not dare to disobey the old man's order, and immediately answered in unison.

"Very good...... There is one last one, today I will find someone to press the camera on all the cameras in this temple, and the pictures inside will be transmitted to the Tang family in real time, and I will invite a group of people to keep an eye on this place every day. ”

Tang Jingming spoke again.

He did this for a very simple purpose......

Lingyun Temple is just a springboard.

The really useful thing is Lin San Temple!

He took over the temple and did so many things, not really because of Master Yideng, but because he wanted to find the entrance to Lin San Temple.

But......

He Tang Jingming's idea, these Tang family descendants on the scene didn't know at all.

"Don't worry, old man, we will arrange all the details here!"

"Yes, old man."

The descendants couldn't figure it out, but when they agreed, they were more positive than the other.

"That's it for this time! Now that there are a lot of people outside, it's not appropriate for me to come forward again...... I'll leave later! All of you, leave! Just leave it to the bodyguards. ”

Tang Jingming waved his hand.

After saying that......

He turned and walked in the direction of the temple's side door.

……

Tsing Yi Town, a mud house, stands lonely in a wasteland.

At this moment, the doors of the earth house are all open, and a zither is extremely clear.

The sun is high.

Heat up the whole town.

The old people who sat in front of the door waved the pu fans in their hands harder, but even so, sweat gradually overflowed from their foreheads, and people kept getting up and heading back into the house.

As time passed, all the old people and children in the town came into the house.

The whole town was empty, and there was not a single person in sight.

But......

In front of the mud house at the end of the town, the gate was open.

It's just that the two big trees planted in front of the door basically block out all the sunlight.

Not only is it not hot, but the air is cool.

And Ye Bei, dressed in a white shirt, sat behind the guzheng.

The white fingers were placed on it, but he did not play, nor spoke, and his indifferent gaze was always quietly looking at the unchanged scenery outside.

It's just that the scenery in front of Ye Bei's eyes is too quiet.

Except for the occasional wind blowing......

Occasionally, leaves fall......

Except for the occasional bird streak, nothing else has changed.

However, even with such a scenery, Ye Bei can still see it fascinatingly.

Time, years!

None of this makes any sense.

At this moment, he Ye Bei seemed to have become a rock, standing still in the long river of time.

Maybe an hour.

Or maybe two hours......

Or maybe a day.

After the sky changed several times, Ye Bei, who was sitting on the chair, had an inadvertent light in his indifferent eyes, he opened his mouth, and muttered in his voice: "The road is long." ”

This sentence is very abrupt.

But there are too many emotions and thoughts involved.

In this world, the only person who can really understand is probably him Ye Bei.

And after he finished saying this, on the side of Leshan, Tang Jingming was already on the way down the mountain...... And the giant Buddha statue is also tilting more and more, and a depressing breath continues to spread in the air.

……

Leshan, on the Buddha Road!

"Hurry up!"

Tang Jingming quickened his pace, and at the same time urged the descendants of the Tang family next to him.

"Yes, old man."

After a day and a night of tossing, most of the descendants had tiredness on their faces, and in the face of Tang Jingming's voice, they still answered quickly and tried to speed up.

But......

Among them, one of the descendants closest to Tang Jingming had a lot of curiosity in his eyes when he sped up again.

"Old man, is there something wrong with coming down the mountain in such a hurry?" The cousin asked.

Tang Jingming glared at the descendant: "You shouldn't know, you don't need to know." ”

"Old man, I see." There was a hint of panic in the eyes of the concubine, and he quickly slowed down his pace, not daring to stay by the side any longer.

And when Tang Jingming said these words, many things popped up in his mind.

First, there are too many people today, and the attention that Lingyun Temple has received is also unprecedented, he Tang Jingming will be for a while, and he will not have the opportunity to enter Lingshan Temple through Lingyun Temple again, after a while, he must find a good day and opportunity.

Second, the white-shirted young man who blocked the car on the Buddhist road yesterday has definitely not a simple origin, and before going down the mountain, he has already called to confirm that the accommodation arranged for the young man is in Qingyi Town.

Now that Tang Jingming is going down the mountain in such a hurry, he doesn't really want to rush back to deal with some things in the Tang family, but he wants to go to see Ye Bei once and ask a few questions.

The speed at which the group descended the mountain was still very fast.

In an instant......

They were able to walk up the stone path.

It's just that at this moment, the descendants of the Tang family, who were opening the way in front, slowed down one after another.

Because I don't know when......

The tea stall that has always been free and placed on the side of the road is directly placed in the middle of the stone road at this moment, and the tourists passing by have no opinion on this, and they have walked to both sides of the stone road and detoured.

And next to the tea stall.

The old man, with a large porcelain bowl in his hand, sat at the table and was pouring it into his mouth.

Gollum......

In the bowl, there was a lot of tea, and when the old man drank it, he made a gurgling sound.

"Hey, old fellow, what are you doing in the middle of the road? Hurry up and get out of the way......" Among them, a Qiao family descendant stepped forward, stood in front of the old man, and scolded unceremoniously.

Behind, Tang Jingming frowned slightly, he knew this old man, he set up a stall in this place every day, but he didn't go by the road before, but now he appeared in the middle, and he was clearly looking for trouble, so he didn't say anything to stop it.

Of course, the most important thing is that in Tang Jingming's opinion, this old man doesn't have much background, even if he provokes it, it doesn't matter.

Click!

Just as the words of the descendant fell.

The old man sitting at the table drank all the tea and put the porcelain bowl on the table, and a crisp sound came out.

"You guys, you can't go yet!" Hoarseness.

(End of chapter)