[The book continues from the above, the last book said that Zhao Liang raided Liugu's kiln to arrest Liugu, but he was still a step too late, Mu Qingming had already lured the killer of the Immortal Dao in the dark in advance, borrowed a knife to kill people, and killed Liugu. also made the sixth aunt die without proof, and took all the sins of the little girl Hongdou as the host. And the body of the little girl Hongdou was also taken away by the masters of Tanhua Temple on the grounds that her life experience was too miserable. Led out Mu Qingming and asked Miaole to bring a few sets of clean clothes, and hurried to Tanhua Temple to help Xiao Hongdou leave. And Mu Qingming's parents also rushed over from Heizhugou, and after going to Tanhua Temple, they saw the little red bean who woke up after fake death, and wanted to pick him up. 】

The drizzle is drizzle, and the raindrops are dense, so that the cold air in the spring city where there is rain is winter is overflowing, and the wind spreads into the streets and alleys. The rain was pouring down, washing away the dirt in every corner of the city.

The temperature plummeted, and the yin in Shala Lane became stronger. The faint cold and white fog rose slowly in the Shala Lane in the wind and rain.

In the small courtyard of the wooden family, the patio with non-stop dripping water is also the same, and the white mist is full of cold.

It was warm in the main room, and as the stove dispelled the chill in the room, it also cooked the pieces of bait that were attached to the edge of the stove.

The unique aroma of rice comes out from the bulging bait after roasting.

The people of Suolong picked up the bait that could be roasted one after another, smeared it with the meat sauce fried by Mo Han and the bean paste they bought, and ate it with great pleasure.

"After eating your bait, Miaole took a few sets of girls' clean changes of clothes to Tanhua Temple. Not surprisingly, the masters of Tanhua Temple have already brought back the body of Xiao Hongdou. Mu Qingming, on the other hand, picked up a piece of baked rice cake instead of a baked bait, and after taking a bite, he said, "People should also wake up." ”。

The wounds on his body have not yet healed, so he should not eat spicy food, lest the wounds will not heal hard.

"This dress is in charge of Jiaoyun." Immediately afterwards, Mu Qingming turned his head to look at Jiaoyun, who nodded in response, and said, "I will pay you back when the master pays you next month." ”。

"Okay, I'll get over in a minute." And Miao Le also nodded, and responded to this matter: "I just ask the masters in the temple not to throw her body in the rain outside the courtyard on the grounds that the female dependents of the pure place of Buddhism are not allowed to enter." ”。

After that, Miao Yu turned her head to look at the carved door, and looked at the wind and rain outside the house through the exquisite and lifelike carvings.

The wind carried the dense raindrops to the ground, and the raindrops splashed a layer of white mist when they landed, like a thin white veil. When the wind blew again, the white veil drifted in all directions with the wind.

"No, the masters of Tanhua Temple are still very kind." Mu Qingming smiled and shook his head, knowing that Miaole was joking, but he couldn't help but answer and explain.

"Actually, if I have the time and opportunity, I would be willing to keep this little red bean." After a while, Miao Le turned around to the sound of everyone chewing, and said again: "She still has traces of the Immortal Dao on her body, studying her body and soul can give us a know of the current strength of the Immortal Dao." ”。

Before the words came out, a faint sense of loss flashed in Miaole's eyes.

"I'll leave this to the people back home; Xiao Hongdou can't stay in the city for the time being, it's not safe for her. Mu Qingming didn't give Miaole a chance to imagine hope, and after refusing, he gave her a look, signaling her not to procrastinate, and she could act.

Miao Le also dispelled the previous thought, stood up after taking a sip of hot tea, and called Jiaoyun, who was also full, to go out together.

The door opened, and a cold wind blew in, and the dark fire on the red charcoal in the stove blew with the wind, and became a rising open flame. A little bit of ash flew up, and it dimmed in mid-air.

The door closed again, and the cold wind kept it out. The fire dimmed again, and the reddish charcoal gradually dimmed.

"It's all said at home, right?" Mo Han nodded when he saw Mu Qingming's words, and asked again, "Who will pick up the little red bean?" ”。

"Okay, the family also agreed to receive the little red beans." Mu Qingming, who had lost her appetite after just eating a small piece of rice cake, nodded, frowned, and said, "But who will pick her up, I really don't know." My father just said that he would arrange it. ”......

Wind and rain fell on the muddy roads outside the city, splashing patches of muddy water.

An ordinary carriage, galloping with the wind in the rain and fog, came from the north. It is also getting closer and closer to Kunming City.

The horses' hooves were flying, the wheels were turning sharply, and the water splashed in the place where the carriage passed.

The white-bearded old man pushing the hat on his head and whipping the two tall horses pulling the cart in front of him while looking ahead.

In the rain and mist, he could already vaguely see the towering north city wall of Kunming City standing on the Yuantong Mountain Range.

The old man drove on, turned a corner when he approached the foot of the city in front of him, drove the car to the fork in the road that entered the city, and turned east.

In the car, it was Mu Shan and Mu Luo who were sitting.

Mu Shanshu gently lifted the curtain on the car window, glanced at the rain and the rising rain and fog outside the car, and said leisurely: "This Kunming is a water city." When it doesn't rain, the rivers flow sideways, and when it rains, it's full of water. ”。

"Where there are dragons, it's normal for rain to be abundant." Mu Luo, who was beside him, also glanced out the window and said, "On the day of the evil dragon's refining, will there be less rain?" ”。

"It will be a little less, but there is still a lot of rainfall, flowers bloom in all seasons, everything is evergreen, and it is a good place to retire." After thinking for a while, Mu Shanshu lowered the curtains and said slowly: "If the world is too peaceful and we don't need people anymore, it's good to come here to retire." ”。

"No matter how peaceful the world is, there are demons, just think about your idea of retirement." Mu Luo's smile was smiling, and then he suddenly put away his smile, his eyes showed a trace of sadness, and said, "I don't want to come here, this is also our sad place." Soon, a friend we knew and loved one was about to die. Even Qinqing, didn't he die here again? It's a great place for most people, but it's not a good place for me. ”。

As he spoke, the carriage had already circled the vicinity of the small vegetable garden and continued to the east outside the city.

It was raining continuously, and there were few pedestrians on the road, and the carriage was unimpeded, but there were some bumps on the muddy road.

Mu Shanjun in the car leaned his back against the wall of the carriage, slowly closed his eyes, and recuperated: "There will be dead people everywhere, and there will be thoughts where the dead will be." It's not necessarily bad, so why be so sad. People in our industry, there are those who have no tomorrow today, just live well today. ”。

Mu Shan, who said this, controlled his tone calmly, trying not to show any emotion.

"I understand the truth, but I also want my children to live." Mu Luo glanced at Mu Shan, who was still recuperating with his eyes closed, and said, "In this matter, you have to help me." ”。

"Your child is also my child, of course I will help you." Mu Shan, who was still closing his eyes, said without thinking: "But the top priority at the moment is to pick up the child as soon as possible." And this kid is not a mediocre talent, no matter how powerful this immortal path is, he won't be able to die for a while. ”。

With that, Mu Shan smiled. The smile was full of pride and pride.

"Bah, that's what you said about your son." Mu Luo glanced at Mu Shan, who was smiling, and stopped talking, twisting his head to the side.

"If it weren't for the situation, I would really like to go into the city to see my grandson." Seeing that his wife didn't care about him, Mu Shan said to himself.

"Forget it, our sudden appearance will only attract the attention and vigilance of the Immortal Dao." Mu Luo quickly forgot about what happened before, and replied without thinking: "It's true that the cult of the Immortal Dao is declining now, but the more this happens, the more cautious they become. Let's just help our son take the little red beans safely, and don't make any extraneous branches. ”。

Mu Shan nodded; He agreed with his wife's words, and at the same time used it to show that he thought so.

The carriage went east, drove to the Jinma Mountain outside the city, and when it passed by the Jinma River in front of the mountain, Mu Shanshan slowly opened his eyes, and lifted the curtain to look out, and saw the three-story champion building on the Jinzhi River under the wind and rain.

Under the wind and rain, the water of the Golden Juice River will flow downstairs.

After another moment, the carriage came to the Tanhua Temple on the Golden Horse Mountain, and shouted as the old man pulled the reins: "Phew." The horse pulling the cart stopped, and the carriage also stopped in front of the mountain gate of the four piers and three gates of Tanhua Temple, and the roof of the glazed corner.

The grass and trees on both sides in front of the mountain gate are even greener in the rain and fog.

"Tie Cong, you go and call the door." Mu Shan and Mu Luo were not in a hurry to get out of the car and sat firmly in the car. Mu Shanshu whispered to the old man separated by a curtain: "Tell the monks in the temple that we are the people from the Mu family who came to pick up people." ”。

The old man hummed, put down his horsewhip and jumped out of the car, heading towards the closed mountain gate.

Today's Tanhua Temple is not lively because of the rainy day, no one cares, it is very deserted, and even the mountain gate is closed and has not been opened. But Mu Shanshan and Mu Luo in the car can perceive this place from the wind and rain, and it is the same as the Yuantong Temple in the city, which diffuses the strong Buddha atmosphere.

A golden light that is difficult to see with the naked eye has formed a seven-fold treasure wall surrounding the temple.

How are the Kiyama couples going to take away the little red beans? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.

[The champion building of the Suolongren Small Theater - in addition to the Grand View Building, Jinma Biji Fang, the champion building is also one of the business cards of Kunming's famous historical and cultural city. Zhuangyuan Building is located at the intersection of Tuodong Road and Jinzhi River, there is a stone arch bridge, people call it Guilin Bridge. In the early years of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty, the ancient bridge was crumbling, and after being rebuilt and reinforced, people built Kuilou on the bridge. Hundreds of years have passed in a blink of an eye, the old road is still the same, Kuilou will fall, the old Kunming people have to renovate it, and named Jukui Building. In 1903 (the 29th year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty), Yuan Jiagu, a native of Shiping, Yunnan, won the first place in the national economic special department and became the first champion in Yunnan. When the news came, it caused a sensation throughout Kunming. In order to celebrate this event, "King Qian" Wang Chi funded the construction of Jukui Building on Tuodong Road, on the upper floor of Jukui Building, hanging high the golden plaque of "Dakui World" written by Wei Guangtao, the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, and a pair of Yuan Jiagu's famous couplets were hung on both sides: "The emperor said that there are no equals, ashamed of the minister's heart, and encourage the ancient friendship and loyalty in this life, steal the book cloud of Wei State, and the rain of Yuan; The first floor of the south, returning to sleep, to the current painting bridge post road, more willing to Changqing inscription column, Meng Bo boarding. This makes Jukui Building very colorful, and Kunming people naturally call this building the Zhuangyuan Building. In 1953, in order to widen the pavement of Tuodong Road, the "Zhuangyuan Building" that had stood for about 350 years was demolished, and this history was gradually forgotten. 】