The hard work of talking at this time made my mood less depressed and angry than just now.

Maybe it's to give me a step down, but when I get home, my father is not there, only my mother accompanies Runzi's father to chat with Chang Butong. When they saw me coming, their voices lowered slightly.

Before they could speak, I asked Chang Butong, "I want to take Junko with me." ”

"Is this ......" Chang Butong never thought that the first thing he would say after seeing me would be this, and he looked at Runzi's father in embarrassment.

"Layue, is this kid pestering you and asking you to take him away?" Runzi's father's face sank.

"No, it's because I'm afraid of life, so I want Runzi to be my companion." I argued.

Runzi answered: "Yes, you see that the ancient emperors all had a reading boy, and I am the twelfth scholar!" ”

"What kind of, you stinky boy, you only know a few words, what kind of scholar are you, you should go to play, the flesh is in the way when you go, while playing."

"I don't care, I'll go wherever Twelve goes, in case he faints, I'll be on the side to help, no matter what, I have a lot of strength, and I can't be indispensable for moving and lifting, if it weren't for me this time, Twelve would lie down, there is no merit and hard work, Dad, you just let me go, I promise not to make trouble, study hard, and go up every day." Runzi begged hard, and the reason was one set after another.

"No, I just don't agree, no more talk." Runzi's father seems to be a different person, and his attitude has become extremely tough.

Later, I learned that there was a reason why Runko's father didn't let Runko leave, and he knew very well that every time Jiumen went on a mission, there was a certain danger. He has been a soldier, a policeman, and a liaison officer of Chang Butong, and he knows that there is more luck and less luck in this place, and the Du family has been passed on for nine generations, and only by letting his only son stay by his side can he be safe. This is also the reason why he concealed Jiang Jiezheng's identity, afraid that if he said it, he would also be implicated.

Junko and I stopped talking, and looked at Chang Butong with blank eyes, and he was the only one who could talk at this time.

Chang Butong saw through our thoughts, started a round, and said: "Okay, okay, the old man heard that Runzi has a lot of strength, and it just so happens that there is also a Long Yiming who is known for his strength in the Nine Gates, maybe he can accept him as an apprentice, but he has a strange temper, and whether he agrees with him or not can only depend on your creation." ”

Chang Butong patted Runzi's father on the shoulder to reassure him. Runzi's father nodded helplessly.

Seeing that his father was relieved, Runzi immediately brought a glass of water from the table, no matter who drank it, he was about to kneel down to Chang Butong's tea, his knees bent and stopped in the air, and Chang Butong was held against his feet by his feet.

"You don't have to serve tea, the old man is not your master, since you are counting on the old man, go with us, and then find a chance later, how about the old man's arrangement?"

"Great, great, hahahaha......" Junko danced with her hands, happier than eating honey.

I took the tea bowl from Junko's hand and offered tea to Hitomi Tsunebu, who smiled with satisfaction.

When the laughter fell, my mother said to me, "Layue, you come with me......"

When I got upstairs, my mother said to me again: "In the afternoon, Mr. Chang talked to us a lot, in the future, we will not be by your side, we must take care of ourselves, and come back when we are free, whether you are your parents or not, the door here will always be open for you." Your father and I have nothing to give you, this medicine bag is the home remedy that your father just asked Dr. Tang for, it can calm my mind with me, I have packed my clothes, I hope you can find your biological parents, I ......"

I took the medicine bag and the package in my hand and said, "Mom, don't say it, I understand, I will take good care of myself." ”

"Okay, then your father and I will rest assured......"

I threw myself into my mother's arms once again, and the warmth of motherly love enveloped my whole body. Many people say that tears represent parting, but as everyone knows, I have never been able to talk to my mother again about this parting.

We did not wait for the "epidemic" in the river pond to leave, but followed Chang Butong to Putuo Island that night. Why went there, of course, for the corpse. According to him, Putuo Island is one of the four famous Buddhist places in our country, and it is also the dojo of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

After two bites of dinner, I, Runzi and Chang Butong got on the ferry, and it could be seen that Chang Butong looked anxious and should be worried about the situation of the corpse. But Junko and I didn't know what was so terrible about this corpse, so it was relatively easy.

After a night of wandering, the three of us landed on the island in the early morning of the next day, and then it was a hike all the way. Unlike what I remembered, Haitian Buddha Kingdom did not have the rumored peak of incense, and what I saw was full of dilapidated temple walls and courtyards with wide open doors.

I asked Chang Butong, "Master, where have all the monks here gone?" ”

Junko also said curiously, "Yes, it's weird, and it's so cold." ”

After Chang Butong got off the boat, he looked preoccupied, and did not put his eyes on us, but stared at a mountain in the distance, sighed for a long time, and waited for a minute before he could barely squeeze out a few words: "I hope to succeed." ”

Junko and I looked at each other, vaguely feeling the urgency of the atmosphere, followed by silence.

After walking for about half an hour, I found that the mountain road was dense with foliage, but there was not a single birdsong, which is impossible in this season. The sun was already high, but it couldn't penetrate the thick foliage. The darker we walked, the narrower and narrower we walked, the higher and higher we walked, it was obvious that this mountain road was not often walked, and there was no point, if it were not for the constant pupils, ordinary people would not have been able to find it. Such a secluded location is a good place to kill people and sell goods. I secretly retreated in my heart, I knew that I didn't agree to him, but this time I was brought without thinking clearly, and I regretted it.

I whispered to Runko, "Runko, Runko......"

Runzi still had that expression of not being afraid of heaven and earth, admiring the scenery along the road, and when he saw me talking to him, he turned his head and asked me, "What is it, do you smell it...... The air here is so nice! ”

"Didn't you see anything wrong?"

"No, the village is full of cow dung and fishy smell, here is full of the fragrance of grass and trees, what are you worried about, the sky is falling and your master is on top."

"Don't talk about my master, the teacher who has only been worshipping for a day has not taught me anything, and everything may not be solved, and I will have to rely on myself then!"

"Then you are so diligent, Master is long and Master is short. I said you can't hope for something good all day long, we're already here, I've thought about it, I won't go back until I make a name for myself, at least learn some skills before leaving, otherwise my dad will have to find a reason for me to go back. ”

"Hey, I don't know what will happen......" I looked at the back of Chang Butong in front of me and muttered to myself.

Unconsciously, Chang Butong was already ten steps away from us, this old man seemed to be thin, but his legs and feet were neat, without any pause, and he looked a bit like a master of the Tao outside the world.