Feng Tingxin and Ying Niang returned to the monastery.

She comforted Yingniang, and told her a few words, telling her not to go out of the house at will, and she would come as she went.

Ying Niang didn't know where she was going, and she didn't know what she was going to do, but she believed in her and put all her hopes on her.

Feng leaned through the corner gate and looked into the distance.

The monk's hall, the fine house, the Buddha hall, the Dharma hall, and the Guanyin hall in the main hall are lined up from the mountain gate at one time.

Because of the topography problem, the interval of the house is stretched far away, and there are many houses in it, the front of the Guanyin Hall and the Buddha Hall actually seem a little far away, from a distance, the old tiles of the ancient hall are covered with moss, and the appearance of tender green tells its antiquity and vicissitudes.

Feng leaned in front of the abbot Wen Wen in front of the house where he lived, hooked his lips and sneered, this place has obviously just been renovated, the eaves are newly tiled, the walls are snow-white, the walls are spotless, and even the weeds in the cracks of the tiles have not had time to grow.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, and Jing Si's impatient voice came from inside: "Who?" ”

"I, Feng is in love."

There was silence inside for a moment, and then the door creaked open, revealing Jing Si's ruffian face, frowning and asking, "It's you, what are you doing here?" ”

"See the abbot."

Jing Si sneered: "The abbot is busy every day, how can he have time to see you idle pilgrims." ”

Feng tilted his heart at him, with a look of contempt, and snorted coldly:

"What is the abbot busy with every day, I am very curious." With that, he pushed him away with one palm, raised his leg and rushed in.

Jing Si sensed her intentions, took a step faster than her, and his body shook, already blocking in front of her, and at this moment, Feng Qian raised his hand to grab his wrist, and raised his arm to knock him to the ground.

Jing Si was caught off guard, his back fell to the ground hard, and then he felt his body sink, only to see Feng Qianxin pressing his chest and abdomen with his knees, and pulled out the bone knife in his boots with his backhand, which was already dead against his throat!

"Hahaha!" There was a hearty laugh in the hall, and after a while, he walked out, but today he didn't have the formal clothes he wore when Jing San died, and he was dressed in gray and simple monk's robes, which made him even more dignified.

He raised his eyes and looked at her with a grin, unabashedly admiring the admiration in his eyes, and said, "Miss Feng is really different. ”

Feng Tianxin let go of Jing Si, slowly stood up, looked at the person in front of him, his face was silent, but in his heart was a hundred times and a thousand times, this person was not the same person as what he saw and heard in the Daxiong Treasure Hall that day.

She clearly remembered hearing the abbot's compassionate face, what he said that day was good and evil in a thought, but also in a smile, now it seems that the abbot is warning her, no matter how a person is changing, recuperation and demeanor will not change, a smile can not change his habits, naturally you can see whether this person is true or false.

"It's good to smell the master."

Feng poured his heart into the bone knife and gave a slight salute to Wen Jian.

"Master Feng came to find the poor monk, but there is something." Hearing the gassho saluting her, but his eyes stared at her for a moment, as if he was smiling.

"When the little girl first saw the master, the master said a few proverbs, and every time I thought about it, I was so scared that I didn't dare to fall asleep every night." Feng Qianxin took a small step back, to show that he didn't dare to accept the salute of hearing it, his eyebrows were low and humble, and he greeted politely in his mouth: "Come to think of it, I am still ill-fated in this life, and my face is thin." ”

"Oh? In this case, the donor believed me. Feng's heartfelt words and modest attitude surprised Wen Jian slightly.

"Hearing that the abbot is a high-ranking monk, the little woman naturally believes the master's words, but the little woman wants Master Jingyi to do a ritual for me and wash her charming." Feng poured his eyes down and said respectfully.

"Miss Feng has finally figured it out." 'Jingyi' walked from outside the door, and the small spots of light thrown in from the door reflected his figure as if he had been gilded.

Feng squinted at him, although she had confirmed his identity, but his every look and look made her in a trance, the person in front of her was the one she thought about, love and hate.

Feng took a deep breath, nodded to him, and said, "Master Jingyi, can you bother to do a Dharma for me tonight." ”

Jing Yi gradually clasped his palms together on his chest, lowered his eyebrows and said, "The little monk doesn't dare to shirk." ”

Hearing this, he gradually hooked his lips, pulled out a treacherous smile, and when Feng turned around, he quietly lowered it.

Feng leaned into seeing it, pursed his lips, and showed embarrassment, as if he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Miss Feng, do you still have any questions?"

Feng tilted her willow eyebrows and smiled lightly, but her expression was slightly embarrassed: "I don't have any doubts, it's just that the corner door of your temple is locked at night, and it's really not convenient." ”

Jing Si snorted dissatisfiedly on the side: "The corner gate is locked to protect the safety of the pilgrims, doesn't Miss Feng remember that the two thieves broke into the temple yesterday?" ”

Feng Qian nodded heartily, and suddenly realized: "I see, although I heard that the master was kind, but in general, it was still a little inconvenient." ”

Hearing this, he waved his hand and said, "Rules are dead, people are alive, since Miss Feng is so sincere, what if she makes an exception for the girl once." ”

Hearing that he said it sincerely, even his eyes gradually became gentle.

Feng tilted his eyebrows and eyes with a layer of emotion, lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully: "In this way, there is Master Lao." ”

"Well said, well said."

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Out of the door of the room, Feng tilted his eyebrows and eyes suddenly, glanced at the green tile high house behind him, and hooked his lips coldly.

She wanted to see what this group of people were up to!

Feng poured his heart into contemplation.

Shen Si was sweeping the Bodhi fallen leaves in the backyard, and Feng looked at the withered and yellow leaves all over the ground, and his eyes dimmed.

Shen Si looked back at her, clasped his palms and asked, "Miss Feng, is there something wrong with you?" ”

Feng came back to his senses, looked around, pulled him aside, and whispered, "Ponder, where are the carrier pigeons here?" ”

"Pigeons?" Shen Si became suspicious, and said, "Miss Feng, do you want to pass on the message?" ”

Feng nodded solemnly, pursed her lips in contemplation and hesitated for a moment, then put away the broom and grabbed her wrist and walked towards his room.

Feng Tianxin followed him to the room, and when he saw him looking around at the door a few times, he closed the door before saying to Feng Tianxin: "I know that this temple is strange, and I also know that Miss Feng is actually a female head catcher. ”

Feng was shocked and said, "How do you know?" ”

Shen pondered and pursed his lips and said: "When I went to clean the golden Buddha statue of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, I accidentally heard Jing Er and Jing Si whispering, and they didn't see me at the time, so they said a few more words." ”

Feng leaned and sneered: "It seems that they have found out my bottom clearly." ”

Shen Shi nodded, and Feng asked again, "What else did you hear them say?" ”

Pondering but regretfully shaking his head and sighing: "It's a pity that I accidentally made a noise, and they immediately stopped talking. But I knew they must be doing something weird. ”

Feng leaned and patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "I know, you are a good novice. ”

Shen Si's eyes suddenly turned red, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he actually cried: "No, no, I'm not a good person, a few months ago, I saw Senior Brother Jing Si carrying a female pilgrim on his back and disappearing into the Daxiong Treasure Hall in an instant. ”

"What did you say?"

The contemplation and crying became more and more intense, and the deep guilt made his tears flow even more fiercely: "I have been there to look for it, and I have not seen the female benefactor, and I don't know if she is dead or alive now. ”

"You mean, a few months ago?" Feng's heart tightened.

Pondering with tears in his eyes, he nodded solemnly.

Feng was puzzled: "A few months ago, the corner door was locked, how did you get out of the backyard, and every day the monks slept very deeply, how did you see it." ”

Shen Shi looked at her suspicions, wiped his tears and explained: "That day I was sorting out the merits and demerits of the monks in various monasteries for the abbot, and it was too late, so the abbot did not let me go back, but slept in the main hall of merit. ”

Feng poured his eyes deep, and said in a condensed voice: "It seems that the problem still appears in that bowl of hot porridge." ”

"Yes, I doubt it too." Shen Si's face was solemn, completely devoid of Fang Cai's sluggishness, his eyes were like water, and he fell on her face heavily, and said: "So, I have never drunk that bowl of porridge, but every time I hear movement at night, I will quietly follow it, and I find that the senior brothers of the Jingzi generation will disappear in the Daxiong Hall in the middle of the night with female pilgrims on their backs." ”

"You've found out a long time ago?" Feng leaned into looking at him, and his voice became cold.

Shen Si's face turned red, and his face was full of apology: "I know, it's me who is cowardly, but I really have no evidence, in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, I have turned up and down countless times, and there is really no clue from them." ”

Feng Tianxin withdrew his gaze from him and narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "It's really strange, what are they doing with these people?" ”

Shaking his head in contemplation, he suddenly opened the window, and a fluttering dove landed on his windowsill. The white dove flapped its wings and purred.

"This? This is a carrier pigeon? Seeing this, Feng Tianxin immediately rejoiced.

Shen Si nodded and said, "This is what I saved by accident, Miss Feng, it is very smart, this carrier pigeon will bring the letter to the person you want to meet." ”

The sun had already gone west, and it was only a few hours before the night, when Feng poured out a small copper pipe tied to the bird's feet, and then sent the pigeon into the sky with both hands, leaving only a gray figure in the sky.

She muttered in a low voice, "Fly, fly." ”

Feng chuckled with satisfaction, and when he turned around, he saw the deep eyes of Jing Yi looking behind him.

She suddenly tensed.

There was no wave in Jing's eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

"Miss Feng, the sun is so good, how about you and I go have a cup of tea?"

Feng Qianxin couldn't make up his mind at this time, just now, did he see the pigeon she sent the message?