"Miss Lin, you don't have to be like this, it's really nothing, it's just a sword!"

Wiping Lin Shuying's tears with his sleeve, Chen Jun put the sword into his spatial ring.

The two scenes are carefully thought about, and Chen Jun said in his heart that he should have won enough friendship from the future empress in front of him.

After comforting for a long time, Lin Shuying gradually stopped crying.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little out of shape."

[Hey, what can I do about this, I'm the future empress, hmph, how can I be so ashamed. 】

"It's fine." Chen Jun is still the appearance of a decent gentleman.

……

The two left this place and continued on their way, Chen Jun thought in his heart.

"Hundreds of years ago, there was a bald monk who was known as a peerless defender, and he was famous in the dynasty, so I had to find him to learn the spiritual art related to defense."

He may not have been able to hide from Xue Yi's power for too long, and he is looking for himself everywhere now.

Learn a defensive spiritual technique, and you will be able to feel less painful when you are beaten in the future.

Otherwise, there are many days without getting out of bed.

While thinking about it, I couldn't help gritting my teeth, there is also a disadvantage in crossing over to the noble son, saying that the children of the big family are all spoiled by their parents?

The earth rhinoceros continued on his way, and it took several days to find the temple where the bald head had been.

When I opened the system map, I found that there was no name for the bald head.

Chen Jun was stunned for a moment and thought for a moment.

Small system? After a moment of reading about the principle of the system, it quickly became clear.

"Residual thoughts, residual thoughts, where there is usually a deep obsession, residual thoughts are more likely! The temple in front of you is obviously not, in another place. ”

I walked around this temple for a long time and inquired about all kinds of news.

Because it has only been more than a hundred years since the monk's death, all kinds of news are still very complete.

According to the words of the current host, this bald head is not a monk, and he has never really become a monk, but has just shaved his degree.

"He has something on his mind and can't really enter Buddhism, but he wants to enter Buddhism, so he stays here."

"He listened to the lectures of the previous abbot all day long, and every once in a while, the abbot would ask him if he had really let go, and at this time he would always struggle for a long time, and he never really let go, and he never made up his mind to really become a monk."

Listening to the old monk's words, Chen Jun couldn't help but be a little surprised.

What exactly does this bald head mean? It feels weird.

"Does he go anywhere else?"

"It is said that he never left the temple, but he often closed himself in his room and did not appear for a long time, and the abbot once said that he was constantly sighing inside and could not let go of what was in his heart." The old monk folded his hands and said.

"Can you take me to his room?"

"Yes."

The two walked crookedly all the way, and soon came to a dilapidated house: "This place has been uninhabited for a long time. ”

Chen Jun nodded, stepped into it, and a quaint aura of time came flooding in, and the whole room was very clean, and there was almost nothing.

A bed, a table, a bench, nothing else.

Chen Jun looked around the room, swiping inch by inch, and hardly found anything unusual.

[In the pillow, there is a red rope. 】

[It's carefully hidden, but it's ordinary.] 】

Hearing Lin Shuying's heart, Chen Jun pretended to look around, and put away the red rope with his hand.

He deeply admired his decision to take Lin Shuying with him, otherwise where would he find this thing.

This red rope was hidden in the middle of the pillow, buried deep in the ears of wheat on the pillow, and there was a very small formation that could not see the fluctuations to cover it.

Chen Jun took out the red rope and held it in his hand, while the temple abbot was still explaining.

"Actually, you're not the first person to come here, and a lot of people are looking for what he left behind." The abbot smiled and said, "There was a monk who came before, threatening to kill us if we didn't hand it over. ”

The corners of Chen Jun's mouth twitched: "Master don't worry, I'm not a good killer." ”

At this moment, he measured it in his hand, and the length of the red rope was almost enough to tie it to his wrist, maybe a little longer, and it was about the length to wrap around his forearm.

At this time, there was already a guess in his heart, Chen Jun chatted with the abbot master for a while, and found a reason to leave.

Chen Junhe said to the presiding officer of the temple: "Master, do you know what famous green buildings are nearby?" ”

The master was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

Lin Shuying was even more stunned: "You ask a monk where there is a green building?" ”

If I were the master in front of me, I am afraid that I would have knocked it down.

Chen Jun didn't explain much, said goodbye and left, thinking in his mind.

"Donor walks slowly." The abbot monk looked at Chen Jun's back, and a strange smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

……

After leaving the temple and walking for a long time, after confirming that there was no one around, Chen Jun took out the red rope.

"What are you doing with this rope?" Lin Shuying was puzzled.

[I can't see that there is an abnormality with my means, there is absolutely no abnormality.] 】

Chen Jun showed that kind of look that you little kid knows.

A red rope appeared in his hand, and he held it in front of his nose and sniffed it: "Sure enough...... There is a hint of breath left! ”

This red rope is no different from any other ordinary red rope except for the breath of a hundred years ago on it.

And the aura on this is obviously also permanently imprisoned by the bald head.

A woman's scent, a light aroma.

After a little thought in my mind, I already roughly understood where this red rope came from - a woman in a green building!

As far as Chen Jun knows, the Qinglou woman likes to tie red ropes on her ankles, which shows that she is not all naked, and her body still has the last bit of covering, and she is not naked.

This red rope is their last piece of clothing.

In this way, when selling your body, you can comfort yourself that you are still wearing a piece of clothing.

As for why Chen Jun knew about this matter, don't ask!

Based on this speculation, Chen Jun already roughly understood at this time.

The woman in the Qinglou completely let go of herself to this bald head, untied the red rope, and was really naked in front of the bald head, both physically and psychologically.

So obviously, this bald head has no last obsession with becoming a monk, that is, this woman.

That's why Chen Jun asked a monk just now where there is such a thing as a Qinglou.

It's okay if you don't get an answer, just look for it.

He searched the nearby city, but found no name on the map.

Chen Jun pondered for a moment, and then searched for the newspapers in the city, mainly those of the era when the bald head lived.

Basically, every city has this kind of special place for storing old newspaper news, and it costs one or two silver to watch it without restrictions, and if you want to go faster, you can choose Tianji Pavilion to inquire directly.

Chen Jun is not short of money and finds Tianji Pavilion.

"I want the name of the Qinglou that Zhong Fan frequented a hundred years ago."

"One thousand taels of silver."

"A thousand taels? It's too dark! ”

"It's not black, by the way, I'll tell you about the current head card of this Qinglou and the cups and figures of each Oiran, etc., plus 1,000 taels, and give you the picture scroll drawn by the painter, the kind that doesn't wear clothes."

Chen Jun smiled and handed out the silver.

Professional things have to be handed over to professional people, and you can't be stingy!

Quickly taking away a large number of picture scrolls from Tianji Pavilion, Chen Jun looked at the first message.

This green building has a gaudy name, called Fenglin Evening.