The next day, waking up from the noise outside, Shen Xiu couldn't help but collapse barefoot and pushed the door open, there was a cool humidity in the air, and there was a lively shouting sound below, and the extremely lazy temperament also dispersed.

Wait until you get dressed and washed. Beckoning, someone came to spread the word, and the guests in the opposite room left early in the morning.

It seems to be expected, but after all, I was stunned in my heart.

Gu Nianheng left, Shen Xiu couldn't help but sigh lowly, and the carriage gurgled around again, obviously it was the same two people in a carriage, and for some reason it always felt empty all of a sudden.

"How old are you?" Shen Xiu raised his eyes to look at the guards standing next to him, this was sent by his father to guard him day and night, but this time he moved from the dark to the light.

"Seventeen." The guard named Luyan looked at Shen Xiu's eyes seriously and replied respectfully.

"I'm leaving, are you with me or not? Do you want to go back and talk to Xiangye? After a pause, he asked again. Are you a shadow? ”

The stove smoke lit his head, and he didn't know which sentence he lit, and since then, there has been nothing to say.

Shen Xiu propped his head, lifted the curtain, looked at the scenery hula outside, and silently calculated the distance along the way, except for the sound of the carriage and the sound of refilling tea in the car, there was no extra sound.

It has been deliberately forgotten for a few days, and when Shen Xiu arrived at the National Temple, the nebulae were dim, the clouds were hanging low, and only a shallow wind blew through the hair on his forehead.

Someone went to report, and Shen Xiu entered through the back door first.

The indoor lamp is slightly yellow, and a young beauty is kneeling on the ground, her eyebrows and eyes are thin, like a distant mountain.

There was a group of guards guarding the door.

Ten days and half a month can't last long, and it's almost there.

Tomorrow, I have to go to see the mage, breathe, today by the beauty kneeling on the ground, tell in detail about the big and small things that happened in the head palace in the mirror and what interesting things happened to the people.

The beauty is called Huang, a leader of underground intelligence gathering, the most keen on gossip, and the best at scrutiny. The interesting things in her mouth are pinched by hand, from the first prince in Kyoto openly choosing a wife in the peach blossom abyss, to how many of them are the sons of the old king next door, to which monk in the temple has a more look at which pilgrim, all kinds of things are tireless.

In the shimmering light shadows, Shen Xiu's tea was already cold.

Huang Huang drank three pots and still refused to stop, she took the cup, took another sip, and then talked about how many people were in the national temple, what characteristics they had, their background, and who the imposters in the national temple had contact with, what words they had said, and what actions they had done.

Let's talk about the palace, the form of the palace, the competitors, the details of the major families, and the plan.

There was a bell in the national temple, and only then did he hold a pair of heavy black circles under his eyes, solemnly handed over a dozen books to Shen Xiu, and then stepped out of the door with confidence.

Shen Xiu came back to his head a little clearer under the ringing of the bell, pushed open the door, looked at the sky outside, and heard someone report that the time for the abbot to worship the Buddha began.

Shen Xiu had to take a pen to make his makeup pale again before he walked out of the door with confidence. Lowering his eyes, the Buddha beads in his hand kept turning.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep.

The road is quiet, every time he takes a step, looking at the front seems to be endless, Xiao Qingjue, who has not slept all night, can't help but turn a little pale.

"You're late again today." The abbot knelt in front of the Buddha, and his voice came to his ears empty and far.

"Teach in vain." Saying that, Shen Xiu knelt in the grass and began to worship the Buddha respectfully.

After a whole scripture of silence, the smell of fireworks in the temple began to loosen.

The abbot was a kind old man, seventy and two, and he was highly respected. The abbot of Tongguo Temple has a lot of relationship with the abbot of Tongguo Temple all the year round.

Shen Xiu is the abbot's nominal apprentice.

When the age is over, it goes.

Although she came here to cultivate her self-cultivation and recuperate from illness, the abbot really took her as an apprentice, and when she asked the abbot for advice every year, she would teach them one by one, and she was conscientious and unbiased.

In order to avoid long-term habits and exposing the horse's feet, in the National Temple, Shen Xiu still retains the Dharma name.

It is very embarrassing that according to the age of the national temple, it should be the Mizi generation. This makes Shen Xiu the only one in the temple.

"Hey, Xuanzi generation, isn't that from the mage's generation?" Last year, a little monk raised his head and asked suspiciously.

"Empty space, don't mess around." Then this phrase of ten thousand essential oils became the only slogan of the explanation.

Well, all those who question are nonsense.

When he returned to the room again, Shen Xiu couldn't wait to fall asleep, but finally endured it, dipped his pen in ink, and slowly fell asleep.

After everything was arranged, Shen Xiu didn't take off his shoes and socks, threw himself on the bed, and explained to the people outside, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

Every year Shen Xiu has to come to this place, because her mother's ashes are stored in this temple. Of course, Shen Xiang's approach is very strange in Beijing. But who calls him father, he loves her mother very much, and he is reluctant to disturb her by anyone, and will follow every unreliable idea that her mother says.

But Shen Xiu didn't expect that one day she would use her mother's name to secretly spend time in the temple and sneak away.

There's still a long way to go tomorrow, so let's recuperate tonight. It would be great if you could take the swaying and jealous cigarettes away before leaving, which would not only prevent whistleblowing, but also add a lot of convenience on the road.

Xu only found that there were no available people around him when he was employing people, and Shen Xiu felt a little sad for himself. Look at her brother, she said no, no, but the next day she got herself a pass. Whether this pass is true or not, he can't study it himself, but all the way to Yongzhou City, such a far place, he needs a lot of passes, and now Shen Xiu has only one person out of the imperial capital, and he is worried to death.

In a drowsy state, Shen Xiu had another dream, dreaming that he was looking for Gu Meiren without taking a bath for three days.

Early the next morning, there was no one in the Qingdeng Ancient Temple, whether it was changing clothes and washing, or serving tea and pouring water.

But if the rich and noble enjoy the usual wealth and do not know how to be self-reliant, they will make people laugh.

Shen Xiu was very troubled by these incomplete maps, his heart was pounding, and he lamented the lack of a capable person around him, first of all, regardless of whether the map was accurate or not, and secondly, he had to scrutinize whether Gu San would honestly follow the map and follow it.

So now the problem is, many of these maps do not match the route at all, but the approximate location is accurate.

Shen Xiu was a little annoyed, rubbed his eyes, pushed open the door, turned his head, and saw Jealous Yan standing motionless at the door.

"You stayed here last night?" Shen Xiu's hand trembling as he pointed at the jealous smoke. "And then you didn't sleep this morning?"

Lu Yan nodded expressionlessly, and Shen Xiu asked again, "Then how many hours do you sleep a day?" ”

The smoke of the furnace did not answer again, and looked ahead with an expressionless face.

Shen Xiu plucked out his ears, followed his gaze and looked ahead, and asked Ai Ai, "Hey, I said, are you good at geography?" ”