The funeral was carried out in an orderly manner, and by the time Mu Jiangxuan sealed the tomb and erected the monument, the sky had already darkened. At this time, it was too late to go back to the city, Mu Zheng had already set up the nearby Yunwai Temple, and everyone in Mufu entered the temple for a temporary stay for one night, and returned to the city early tomorrow morning.

The host took all the masters to wait outside the temple in the morning, and when he saw the people of the Mu family coming, he stepped forward to greet him: "You nobles have worked hard. Yu Wenyuan stepped forward to greet the host and said, "I'm bothering your temple, borrow the treasure land of your temple to repair for one night." The old host smiled kindly: "It is convenient for others and for yourself, not to mention that Muda often came to the temple to participate in Zen meditation before his death, and he had a relationship with my Buddha." Everyone, please come on. ”

Yu Wenyuan said: "There are still female dependents in the back, please preside over the arrangement of a quieter Zen courtyard." ”

The old host clasped his palms together and said, "It has been arranged, your Excellency can rest assured." ”

After entering Yunwai Temple, Mu Qingling took a small sedan chair into the Zen Temple. Yunwai Temple is a big temple outside the city of Hangzhou, the incense is prosperous on weekdays, and there are often pilgrims who live in the temple, so the Zen temple is not bad. The purple bamboo planted in the yard made a slight rustling sound when the breeze blew, and there was a faint bell in the distance, which made the four sides of the world immediately have a sense of Zen.

Mu Qingling entered the meditation room, and the maids who came in and out began to clean up. Yunqiao served Mu Qingling and removed the thick hemp rope on his head, and brought a beauty hammer to Mu Qingling's hammer feet. Mu Qingling leaned on the couch and relieved herself for a while, and said, "Remember to tell me to go down later, after all, it is a temple, so that the girls don't walk around, so as not to collide." In addition, you ask Zhengbo to add another sesame oil money to the temple, by the way, Xiao ...... Can I come here? Is there someone to serve you? ”

Yunqiao summoned the little maid to continue to beat Mu Qingling, went to get the tea and brewed it, sent it to Mu Qingling, and said, "I know, you are also tired for a day, let's rest first." Childe has been arranged by Young Master Wenyuan, don't worry. However, I heard that Childe only brought one Chang Sui there, and Young Master Wenyuan wanted to arrange a few more people, but Childe also refused. ”

Mu Qingling propped her head and thought about it, and said: "It's okay, senior brother's identity is different from ordinary people, he has his own arrangements, you can send a little bit of Huading cloud and mist you brought later, and then ask what is still lacking over there Senior Brother, don't slack off just because you go out." Yunqiao nodded yes.

After a while, Mu Zheng came over and asked to see him outside the door. Mu Qingling was originally leaning on the couch and was drowsy, but when she was called up, her head was still a little dizzy, and she rubbed her forehead with her hand and asked, "What are you doing here?" But what's the matter? ”

Mu Zheng replied outside the door: "The head of the Mu family, please see, Young Master Wenyuan asked me to ask, can the young lady meet me?" ”

Mu Qingling now had a headache when she heard the name of the Mu clan, and waved her hand to let the cloud bridge go back. Yunqiao got up and went out, and while sending Mu Zheng out of the Zen courtyard, he said: "The girl was in a bad mood after Grandma Qiu came yesterday, what are they doing today?" Uncle Zheng went back, there are really no rules in this family, seeing that the sky is getting dark, what's the matter with asking to see Miss at this time? ”

Mu Zheng shook his head and said: "Young Master Wenyuan just asked me to ask, the girl didn't see it, the Mu clan people are really scoundrels in front, and they dare to say anything." Young Master Wen Yuan thought that he was outside now, and there were many people, and he was afraid of other incidents, so he asked me to come over and make a show so that I could send them back. ”

Yunqiao sent Mu Zheng to the gate of the courtyard, pouted and said, "Look at that Grandma Qiu yesterday, I can also think of their appearance." The rich man in the country has no rules."

After sending Mu Zheng away, Yunqiao packed up the tea leaves that Mu Qingling had ordered to send to Xiao Lanhuan, and carried a small bamboo basket to the Zen courtyard where Xiao Lanhuan stayed.

The one who came to answer the door was the guard Chang Lin beside Xiao Lanhuan, the tall man slammed the door and firmly blocked the yard behind him, Chang Lin looked upright, but his expression was serious, and his eyes were threatening. A person like him, who was born in the army, always has some murderous aura on him.

Chang Lin has been by Xiao Lanwei's side all the year round, and it is not easy to protect a royal family who loves waves everywhere by nature, not to mention that this royal family does not like the pomp and circumstance of hugging each other, so he loves to run around alone, which makes Chang Lin always in a state of nervousness, and he will subconsciously examine all those who try to get close to them.

Yunqiao only felt that Chang Lin's eyes were like knives, and he had scraped himself from beginning to end, which felt quite bad, as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast in the deep mountains and dense forests.

Yunqiao said with a white face: "Miss is afraid that the son will not be used to drinking the wild mountain tea in the temple, so let me send some good Huading clouds, when I go out, it is inevitable that there will be places that are not well taken care of. ”

Chang Lin looked at Yunqiao, who was frightened, took the small bamboo basket in Yunqiao's hand, and thanked him: "Thank you Miss Mu for your kindness." Said to say thank you, but his tone was cold and hard, his face was solemn, and Yun Qiao always felt that if he behaved wrongly, the person in front of him would be able to break his neck.

Yunqiao frightened himself, raised his eyes and looked at Chang Lin, the more he looked at it, the more terrifying he became, he blessed his body extremely perfunctorily, and then turned around and ran.

Chang Lin: ......

In fact, he had a good impression of Mu Qingling and her little girl, but why did this little girl feel like seeing a ghost in two sentences......

Xiao Lanhuan, who was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea, watched all this, and saw Chang Lin walking back with a small bamboo basket with a puzzled face, beckoning, and said, "Chang Lin, come here." ”

Chang Lin walked to the stone table and put the things in his hand to Xiao Lan's face. Xiao Lanwei didn't look at it, just stared at Chang Lin, as if she wanted to see him as a flower.

In terms of appearance, Chang Lin can actually be regarded as a talent, with a high nose and wide lips, and handsome eyebrows. It's just that there is no expression on his face, and he is always cold when he looks at people, which makes it a little scary. Xiao Lanwei touched her chin with one hand, and looked at Chang Lin at the same time, she could scare the little girl away without saying a word, but she could pay it back, how could she please her daughter-in-law in the future?

The little prince suddenly gave birth to a sense of responsibility as the boss, his own guard, and loyalty for so many years, how could he watch him end up in a lonely old age!

"Chang Lin, let's take a look with a smile." Xiao Lanwei said, Chang Lin was puzzled in his heart, how could he laugh without a head? But it was already instinct for him to listen to Xiao Lanhuan's instructions, so he smiled at Xiao Lanhuan, his mouth was grinning, but his eyes were cold and joyless, as if his face had been split in half with a knife, one person on the top and another person on the bottom.

The visuals are terrifying.

Xiao Lanwei choked on a sip of tea, and almost didn't take his breath. It took him a long time to cough on the table before he recovered, and when he looked up, he saw Chang Lin who was patting him on the back at a loss, and his sharp and deep eyes even showed a little grievance.

Xiao Lanwei felt a little guilty, patted Chang Lin's shoulder, and said, "Blame me, blame me, I didn't make it clear." Xiao Lanwei wiped the tears choking out of the corners of her eyes, and said, "But Chang Lin, don't laugh like this outside in the future, you know?" ”

This is Chang Lin, who is really aggrieved: "...... Subordinates know. ”

It was getting late, the work and rest in the temple were stable, and the monks who had finished the evening class returned to the meditation room one after another to prepare for rest. The Sanskrit sound from the Daxiong Treasure Hall gradually stopped, Mu Qingling put down the Buddhist beads in his hand, and sat by the window a little stunned.

She was tired all day, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. Since she was reborn, she has often felt a wave of anger in her heart, which makes her restless. Listening to the chanting of the monks in the temple, she only felt that her state of mind had calmed down, and the grief of her father's death, the resentment of the unavenged revenge, and the grievances and unwillingness of her previous life gradually calmed down, and she no longer rolled in her heart like boiling water.

The moonlight is like water, clear and cold, and scattered all over the ground. Mu Qingling casually added a cloak to herself, pushed open the door and walked out. A row of purple bamboos was planted on the wall of the Zen courtyard, and the bamboo leaves fell all over the ground, Mu Qingling walked over, bent down to pick up a piece, and put it to his mouth.

When she was a child, Mu Jiangxuan once blew bamboo leaves for her, a small piece of emerald green, like a good musical instrument in Mu Jiangxuan's mouth. The voice is crisp, although she can only blow a few country tunes, Mu Qingling also feels like heaven.

Mu Qingling stumbled and blew for a short while, and she didn't even owe the tune, so she could only say that she blew it. Mu Qingling put down her hand, looked at the small piece lying in the palm of her hand, and smiled helplessly, it turned out that this little thing was not easy to master.

Mu Qingling sighed lightly and turned around to go back to the house. Suddenly, a familiar tune came from outside the courtyard, Mu Qingling was stunned for a moment, then turned around and opened the courtyard door and followed the bamboo sound.

Bypassing the bamboo forest and avoiding the night watch, Mu Qingling followed the sound to the door of an empty Zen courtyard, which seemed to have been vacant for a long time, and the fallen leaves had accumulated thickly. The music had stopped, Mu Qingling gathered the cloak on her body, pushed open the half-hidden courtyard door and looked in, there was no one in the courtyard, the room was pitch black, only a ginkgo tree with lush leaves, standing alone in the courtyard in the moonlight.

The night breeze blows, bringing a little coolness. Because the moonlight is bright, Mu Qingling is not afraid. I only felt that it was rare for me to be so quiet these days, so I started to stay.

"Senior sister?" A head suddenly stretched out from the ginkgo tree, looking at Mu Qingling standing under the tree, and exclaimed in surprise. Mu Qingling was taken aback, and after seeing the people on the tree clearly, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Senior brother?" You...... What are you doing here? ”

Xiao Lanjun had always looked like a gentleman in front of Mu Qingling before, gentle and elegant, and graceful, but now she suddenly jumped out of the tree, and Mu Qingling was a little dumbfounded for a while. Xiao Lanwei jumped down, grabbed a wine jug in his hand, and said: "I saw that the moonlight was really good tonight, so I found a clean place to admire the moon and drink, but I didn't expect to be seen by my junior sister, forgive me." ”

Mu Qingling's eyes fell on the wine jug in Xiao Lanhuan's hand, and her eyes were a little complicated. Xiao Lanhuan followed Mu Qingling's eyes, and suddenly thought that they were spending the night in the temple, such behavior was really rude, Xiao Lanhuan hurriedly put the hand holding the wine jug behind his back, and said with a dry smile: "I didn't drink a few sips, I didn't drink a few sips." ”

Mu Qingling was amused by Xiao Lanhuan's appearance and smiled, Xiao Lanling looked at the sky, and also felt a little stupid, raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose, and asked, "Why did my junior sister come here?" In the dead of night, no one followed. ”

"I came out for a walk, and I was in the temple anyway, so I didn't alarm them." Mu Qingling saw that Xiao Lanwei had a bamboo flute hanging on her wrist, which was small and very exquisite, so she asked, "Senior brother, you played that tune just now?" Xiao Lanwei smiled and said: "It's ugly, I heard someone playing a tune on the tree just now, and I stumbled, but I could probably hear what was blowing, and I didn't hold it for a while, but my sister heard it." ”

Mu Qingling didn't expect that the two blows she blew indiscriminately would be heard, and she suddenly blushed a little, Xiao Lanwei saw Mu Qingling like this, blessed her heart, and asked, "Could it be that the person who played the song just now is ......?"

"It's not!" Mu Qingling hurriedly denied it, and as soon as the words fell, he realized that he was simply three hundred taels of silver here, Mu Qingling and Xiao Lanling looked at me, I looked at you, and suddenly laughed. Mu Qingling's face was still a little red, and she said, "I heard my father blow it before, so I learned to try it just now, which made my senior brother smile." ”

"No, no, now that I think about it, the tune that my sister just now is quite wild, and it's rare to hear it." After Xiao Lanhuan finished speaking, he took off the bamboo flute hanging on his wrist and said to Mu Qingling: "Speaking of which, this bamboo flute is still made by Lord Mu himself, I saw it exquisite that day, and I specially asked for it, now I think about it, it is estimated that the younger sister is also deeply related to the father and daughter of Lord Mu, so there is this one tonight, this bamboo flute, it is better for the junior sister to keep it, save a thought." ”

Mu Qingling didn't expect this little bamboo flute to have this origin, she took it in her hand and brushed it gently, looked up at Xiao Lanwei and said: "I thought that missing my father's deathbed side, and it would be my lifelong regret to not get a word from my father, but I didn't expect to get my father's relics from my senior brother today...... Thank you, brother. ”

Mu Qingling bent down to bow to Xiao Lanhuan, Xiao Lanhuan hurriedly supported her, and said: "Senior sister is serious, such a gadget, if it weren't for today's coincidence, I would have almost forgotten its origin, if I remembered, I should have returned it to my junior sister as early as the day I came to the door, how can it be delayed until today, junior sister don't blame me." ”

Xiao Lanwei looked up at the sky, and said softly to Mu Qingling: "Although the moonlight is pleasant, I have to go back to the city tomorrow, and my junior sister should rest early." I'll send my sister back. ”

Mu Qingling looked at Xiao Lanhuan, and only felt that Xiao Lanhuan's eyes were full of moonlight, and they were getting deeper and deeper. She lowered her eyes, not daring to look again, for fear that she would drown in those eyes.

Mu Qingling nodded and said in a low voice, "Then there is Senior Brother Lao." ”