Silence Cheng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect to meet Lu Ziyun, he thought that Lu Ziyun had already gone to Fushan with the abbot.

The two clasped their hands together: "Master Lu." ”

Lu Ziyun raised his eyes and looked at Lonely Cheng, his expression was a little frightening, but he was also very polite and asked word by word: "Little Master, is it a Buddhist scripture pillow?" ”

Silence's face was slightly pale, and he had confessed that this matter should be kept secret and not told to anyone, especially Xiao Jiu's relatives.

He lowered his head in a panic, and for a moment, he stammered: "I...... I ......"

Lu Ziyun frowned and continued to ask: "You monks don't lie, right?" ”

Silence nodded, even more flustered.

It is said that Lu Ziyun's temper is not very good, and if he knows about it, something may happen.

Lu Ziyun couldn't hear his response, turned around and walked towards Zhan Jiu's meditation room, since the little master didn't say it, then he went to ask his sister in person.

Seeing his back, Shancheng thought, it's over, something bad happened, and he hurriedly went to find Senior Brother Shanzhen to come over to help.

......

Zhan Jiu hadn't fallen asleep yet, and she was worried about having nightmares.

I remember one time, the pillow was wet, he was not around, and he had nightmares all night.

Lying in bed tossing and turning, it is difficult to sleep.

Suddenly, I heard a knock at the door.

Zhan Jiu opened his slightly red and swollen eyes, got out of bed, put on his shoes, trotted over, and opened the door of the room without asking who it was.

When he saw Lu Ziyun, he threw himself into his arms happily and shouted sweetly: "Brother! ”

Lu Ziyun was slightly stunned, he seemed to have thought about it just now, whether the little girl would miss him and throw herself into his arms.

At this moment, looking at her pink little face, a heart gradually became soft, gently rubbed her little bald head, and then squatted down and looked at her at eye level.

In a blink of an eye just now, he seemed to see that her eyes were a little swollen, and at this moment, he just wanted to confirm it.

When I took a serious look, my heart slammed.

Xiao Jiu's eyes were red and swollen as bright as Bai Yue, and his whole face was not very good, and he lost his previous spirit, as if he had been bullied.

Xiao Jiu greeted him with a smile, tilted his head to look at him, there was a hint of surprise in his red and swollen eyes, and asked, "Brother, didn't my master say that you and your father went to Fushan, why didn't you leave?" ”

Lu Ziyun looked at her red and swollen eyes, obviously in bad spirits, but when she saw her, she could still smile so happily, for a while, she didn't know what to say, she just gently rubbed her little head.

Zhan Jiu's brain replenishment ability has always been abundant, she tried to open her eyes wide, and said with a smile: "I know, my brother must be reluctant to me, so he didn't leave." ”

Lu Ziyun didn't expect her to think like this, looking at the anticipation in her eyes, she didn't want her to be disappointed, and nodded: "Hmm." ”

Hearing this, Zhan Jiu was very happy.

She always thought that her brother didn't like her, but only liked Sister Su Hua.

Lu Ziyun's eyes looked at her small bed, and the special pillow was indeed gone.

His face became cold, his five fingers clenched into fists slightly, and there was a sudden fear in his heart, he knew that Xiao Jiu was very special, and on the first day she came back, her father said that the pillow was her life.

In my mind, the appearance of my mother's death suddenly appeared, my heart trembled fiercely, looked into her eyes, and asked, "Xiao Jiu, the pillow was broken by Gao Yushan, is it?" ”

Zhan Jiu's eyes widened suddenly, a little incredulous.

How would my brother know?

Lu Ziyun read her thoughts: "Don't lie, tell me." ”