Whisk Garden

Shadow Six, dressed in black, knelt on one knee with a sword.

"Back to the prince, Miss Ye fought with a killer today and saved a little beggar."

"Where's the medicine?" The man in white on the chair closed his eyes tightly and spoke coldly.

"Miss Ye didn't do it," Ying Liu replied truthfully.

"This king will return to Beijing in the near future, you are keeping an eye on it, what is the abnormality of the flying pigeon to pass the book." White Arrow Rain commanded coldly.

"Yes, the subordinates retired."

The eyes as bright as the stars opened, and they shot straight into the night. Anything that is not 100% sure is a potential hidden danger, and he has to be meticulous.

After last night's incident, Qingge saw the persistence of the female madman, and chased her all the way for half an hour, and she didn't dare to go to the restaurant, for fear that the other party would know her identity, so she was stunned for a few streets before throwing people off. Looking at the soup spoon that had been soaked in the potion all morning, Qingge nodded with satisfaction.

At lunchtime, the people upstairs picked up the food on time, but it was another girl who came down today.

took the plate in the Qing singer, and the other party coldly dropped the word "thank you".

Yo! will also say thank you, it seems that this girl still has some humanity.

Neon carried the plate upstairs and quietly stepped into the house.

Lime, with blood hanging from the corners of her mouth, straightened her body and knelt in the corner, her eyes revealing a hint of fierceness and disobedience.

Neon tried poison for each dish before setting the chopsticks and spoon aside.

Xiao Er took a sip of the soup and frowned, "A little trick will make you suffer, you really give me a long face." ”

"It's the subordinates who are careless" Lime lowered her head, but she was resentful in her heart, she had never suffered such a loss.

"Okay, I'll leave for Kyoto the day after tomorrow, I'm going out tonight, you don't cause trouble for me, if something goes wrong, I'll skin you." The flat tone made people feel a little chilly.

"Yes, Master"

At noon, the sun was dazzling outside, and Qingge had nothing to do, sitting at the counter in a daze. Last night's events cast a slight shadow in Qingge's heart, thinking of the scene of peeling and cramping, he couldn't help but shiver. There are such perverted people in the world, and she has seen it.

Fortunately, I saved the little girl, otherwise there would be another ghost in this world.

On the other side of the restaurant, the guests began to chat again.

"I don't know if you've heard, but yesterday another woman's body was found in the windy woods." A thin man put down his chopsticks and said to the other two men at the table.

"How could I not know that early in the morning, the people from the government rushed over."

"I heard that the death was a little beggar, the internal organs are gone, and the head is gone, it's very terrifying." The three of them bowed their heads and got together to chat.

"What's more? I've heard that my hands and feet have been unloaded together, and I'm so frustrated. "The one at the next table is also missing.

"Who's to say it isn't! This is already the third one, and I don't know when the murderer will be caught, and it's worrying day by day. All of a sudden, everyone was gloomy and frowned.

Ye Qingge listened, his heart was very uncomfortable, he was helpless, and now he really couldn't help the crazy woman. Cursing in his heart, he suddenly felt a gaze looking at him, raised his eyes, and met a pair of angry and strange eyes.

I was shocked, when did this crazy woman go downstairs.

The other party hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled at her, and walked out of the restaurant.

There are two temples in Lin'an City: one is called Lingyun Temple and the other is called Putuo Temple. The former has many pilgrims and is full of doors, and the latter has a respected master in the temple, but the world rarely sees it.

Early in the morning, Qingge learned that Aunt Zhang went to the temple to offer incense today, and she also went with her, and had nightmares for two nights in a row.

The two came all the way to the foot of the mountain, Qingge looked up at the clouds and mist in front of him, and his heart was quiet in an instant, looking like this, he had to climb for a while to reach the top of the mountain.

"Aunt Zhang, didn't Xiaozhu say that there are many pilgrims in Lingyun Temple, and the incense has been burning continuously for many years? Why don't we go there and come all the way here?" Qingge asked as he climbed the mountain ladder.

"That's natural, there is a master of virtue in this Putuo Temple, but he can solve your doubts about everything you want to know, and there are only a few people who can see him, so everyone rarely comes. I come every year, but it's just a matter of luck. Aunt Zhang sighed lightly and sped up her steps.

After a stick of incense, the two finally arrived at the temple. There was a small monk who was sweeping the floor, and when he saw a pilgrim coming, he stepped forward with his hands folded, leaned over and bowed down to see him, and turned around to leave.

"This little master, take the liberty of asking, Master Putuo is in the temple." Aunt Zhang hurriedly called the little monk.

"The ancestor has come and gone without a trace, and I may not have seen his old man for a long time." The little monk replied lightly.

"Thank you, little master" Aunt Zhang bowed slightly, and she was not disappointed.

Ye Qingge came to the main hall with Aunt Zhang, knelt on the futon and prayed for the blessings of the two friends and Grandpa Mo and the uncle's family, and went to wander alone.

The sun has just appeared, and the temple is surrounded by jungle and there are not many people, so it seems very quiet. Ye Qingge saw a tree full of red ropes from a distance, looked down at the red rope in his hand and walked over slowly. This was given to her by a little monk when she prayed for blessing just now.

Ye Qingge came to the tree, looked up at the red rope swaying in the wind, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. In the past, the red rope that her grandmother prayed for would be tied around her wrist, but now the red rope she prayed for could only be tied here.

That's it, that's it.

Raising his hand to tie a bow on the red rope in his hand on a branch, Qingge turned around and went elsewhere.

Qingge walked along the stone road, and inadvertently found a very interesting place, which looked like a teatray holding a teacup from a distance, and there was a thin stream of water flowing out of the teacup. When I looked closer, I realized that it was originally made of stone, and the reason why there was a water source was that there was a bamboo pipe connected to the stone crack at one end and put the other end in a stone-shaped teacup. Perhaps because he was afraid that the water would be polluted, he specially built four pillars around the edge, covering them with thatch.

It's really chic, Qingge smiled.

"I don't know if the little donor wants to taste the water of this mountain spring."

Qingge turned around, only to see a white-bearded old man in a long robe looking at him with a charitable face, his eyes were as clear as promised.

"Is that okay?"

The white-bearded old man smiled and nodded.

Qingge stepped forward, picked up the cold spring water with both hands and put it in his mouth, "Wow, this water is really cold!" It's sweet, though. ”

"Does the little benefactor have any doubts to solve when he goes to Putuo Temple?" The white-bearded old man spoke softly, and his tone was very gentle.

"Puzzled? No. Qingge smiled faintly. A dying man still has no doubts.

"Is there anything you want to ask the little benefactor?"

"Yes, I want to ask when Master Putuo will come back?" Qingge looked at the white-bearded old man seriously, hoping to get the answer he wanted.

"Is there something the little donor wants to find him?" The white-bearded old man twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand and asked.

"Oh, not really, I asked for someone else." Qingge smiled slightly.

The white-bearded old man smiled and shook his head, "This old man can't answer either, everything in this world is a fate, just like me and the little donor, we will meet each other by fate." ”

"You're right," Qingge squinted.

"Old man, it's the first time in my life that I've met someone as optimistic and unwanted, it's really rare." The white-bearded old man smiled with relief.

"The old man has won in excess" Qingge smiled awkwardly, she didn't ask for anything, she couldn't ask for it, and she begged for it in vain.

"The little donor is very eye-catching, so this string of Buddhist beads will be given to the little donor! Leave. The white-bearded old man handed over the Buddha beads in his hand, and the singer of the Qing Dynasty brushed it behind him with one hand, and walked into the clouds.

"Thank you, old man," Qingge said loudly into the distant background.

After wandering around the temple all morning, except for a few words exchanged with the white-bearded old man, the rest of the people were doing their own things, Aunt Zhang listened to the Dharma all morning, and now she has no intention of stopping.

Qingge is swaying on the leisurely forest path alone, and the sun is just right, which makes people very comfortable.

Suddenly, there was a scream, which was very clear in the quiet forest.

"This ...... This mountain ...... It's me who opened it, and this tree ...... Tree... I planted it, and I want to fight this...... ...... here Remain...... Buy...... Buy road money. ”

A short, skinny man stepped forward and stammered.

Qingge hid behind a tree and looked at the scene in front of him with a smile.

"Good...... Heroes, all the money will be given to you, and I beg the heroes to let us live. The uncle, who was about fifty a year, shook his hands and took the silver from the carriage and obediently held it.

"Who's in the carriage?" The fat man with a big knife in one hand and a pimple on his face stepped forward to take the silver, checked it in his hand, and squinted at the curtain of the carriage.

"Yes...... My wife, a good man, has given you all the money, can you ...... Let's go. The uncle swallowed his saliva and asked timidly.

"Open the curtain and I'll see." The fat man glanced at the uncle and planted the knife in the mud.

The uncle sat on the ground with his legs weak. There were small cries in the car.

Qing Ge looked at the two very arrogant bandits from a distance, and felt a burst of disdain in his heart.

The little guy and the two girls who were guarding outside the carriage were so frightened that they couldn't speak.

Qingge clapped his hands, spit out the branches in his mouth, and walked out.

"Yo, in broad daylight, robbing near Putuo Temple, aren't you afraid of the Bodhisattva's blame?"

"You...... Who are you? Few...... Be nosy. The thin man saw a man with his hands around his arms walking out, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"I ...... I...... I...... It's your aunt and grandmother, who can't talk well, and she also learns to rob. Qingge smiled sarcastically.

"Yo, it's still a little girl pretending to be a man, just right, but grandpa is a lady on the mountain, look at your little face and tender, let me touch it first." As he spoke, Humpty Dumpty next to the thin man stretched out his claws as fat as a pig's trotters and walked towards Qingge.

Qingge was disgusted for a while, and instead of talking nonsense with the other party, he directly kicked the fat man and ate. If the thin man's momentum is not right, he will slip away.

"Stop"

"Oops...... Nun...... Grandma, I'm ...... We...... Wrong, please...... Leave us alone! The thin man snapped, knelt on his legs, crawled in front of Qingge, and wailed loudly.

"Auntie, we were wrong, I just scared and scared them, this temple is still dedicated to Bodhisattvas, how dare I really want their lives." The fat man was also instigated, lying on the ground and not daring to get up.

At this moment, the curtain of the carriage opened, and a mother and daughter walked down. Looking at the dress, it is different from ordinary people, and it is either rich or expensive when you think about it.

"Thank you girl for the rescue, I don't know what to do." The woman with a graceful figure leaned over Qingge, her eyes full of gratitude.

The woman in yellow next to the woman also saluted Qingge, looking at Qingge with a smile on her face, with unwiped tears in her eyes.

Just now, even if it was a thousand moments, her mother was about to sacrifice her life to save her, which frightened her into a panic, but fortunately this girl came to the rescue.