Chapter Seventy-Six: Let's Sort Out the Mess from the Beginning
(ps:First of all, thank you for today's Xiao Wu, 2 Ming, Liar, 2 Shuai, Prince, Last, Xiao Biao, Sharp Zeng and others, as well as Brother Qinglian and the old man's push, and thank you for the little red label in the book review area every time you read a chapter, mihubumihu, m1a1a, the quick reply of the three of you makes me think it's hard not to remember you, I'm still the old saying, thank you for your red ticket, collection and message, of course, there are 2 tones, missing, 250, cold ice, old demon, uncle, book fairy, light rain, cold night, Little Feet, Childe, Allure, Forward, etc., these friends who have known each other for nearly a year and often bubble in the book review area, uh-huh, I can finally take a day off if I don't go to work tomorrow, and you are welcome to harass. οΌ
Biluo and Huangquan are separated by each other, and the cold winter Xiao kills the snow one after another, pitiful and miserable, sad and unreasonable, and afraid of being known.
After Su Qin said goodbye to Qi Luoge and Qi Fu, he returned to his residence with inexplicable thoughts, the house arranged by Qi Fu for him was quite large, with a front court and a back pavilion, but Su Qin didn't have the heart to appreciate the ink treasures hanging in the room, and he was not in the mood to study how many years the antique artifacts on the wall railing were old, he came to the window with a wooden crutch and looked at the light snow outside.
The snow in Yanguo is not as big as the snowflakes in the mountains, but the crystal snowflakes flying with the wind look dense from a distance, like an invisible net enveloping the common people, and soon the thin layer of snow accumulated in the courtyard paved with green bricks, Su Qin was a little dazed, and it could even be said that he was a little stupid.
Why did Yan Shoucheng die? And it happened to be when he was looking for him, Su Qin was a little puzzled, the wizard said that he would let him go out of the tribe to find Yan Shoucheng-now that Yan Shoucheng is dead, and the necklace that can prove his identity has been left in the secret passage under Liu Yi's residence in the Fire City...... Just as Su Qin felt before, the hand that had been hidden in the shadows once again grabbed his throat, making Su Qin suffocate and gasp.
When the snowflakes fall, they will eventually fall to the ground and turn into muddy water, but Su Qin doesn't know where his next step is, he doesn't even know how to take a step, as if he is in the night of the cliff and can't distinguish things, taking a step will inevitably be the end of breaking his bones.
When it was time for him to have no choice again, Su Qin remembered that when he first entered the Heavenly Forbidden, he had no choice, he had to enter the Heavenly Forbidden, because if he didn't enter the Heavenly Forbidden, he wouldn't be able to marry Mu Haoyu, but when he entered the Heavenly Forbidden, Su Qin knew that his enemies were those fierce beasts, and now he didn't know where his enemies were hiding - at this moment, Su Qin resolutely regarded Qiao Er as his biggest enemy, and he didn't know that his enemy was actually already high.
"When there is no choice, it is the best time to make a choice, no matter how poor you are, no matter how miserable you are, no matter how miserable you are. Thinking of what the wizard said to him at the beginning, Su Qin's eyebrows finally became a little less worried, but he didn't take it lightly - he left here eighteen years ago and lost his parents, and this time he came back, not to mention getting back what he had lost, at least, he couldn't fall here again.
Su Qin decided to raise his body first, so that he would have the capital to go to the Hanging Temple, and Su Qin, who gradually understood the past eighteen years ago, knew that his father, the prince of the Yan Kingdom, let the dark incense team leave, and then left himself and his mother to face the Qilin Army alone, and the Qingyun Master at that time was probably because he did not hand himself over that tens of thousands of monks in Guangqi City were killed- At that time, Master Qingyun was the host of the Hanging Temple, leaving himself and his mother, no one would know about such a big thing, and how did Mo Li find himself in the first place? And why did he take himself away and send him to the tribe to grow up? These questions need to be investigated by Su Qin secretly and slowly, and if you want to know what happened eighteen years ago, you can only go to the Hanging Temple.
After thinking about this, Su Qin had a plan in his heart, and when he was about to wash his face and exercise his body, he suddenly remembered one thing, today is December 28th, which happens to be his birthday, so his birth in Guangqi City is today? Eighteen years ago, he was born in Guangqi City, and eighteen years later, he returned to Guangqi City to find the truth...... How could it be so coincidental? Could it be that there is a providence in the dark?
Su Qin wanted to go to the Hanging Temple, but he didn't know that a few guests suddenly came to the Hanging Temple at this moment, led by Qiao Er, who was dressed in disguise, Qiao Er was dressed in a light blue silk gown, the gown was embroidered with elegant leaf-shaped patterns of snow-white piping, and a mink coat was draped outside, and behind him stood Liu Yi, Xiao Qi, Lu Yu, and a burly middle-aged man.
And Liu Yi is not like the shabby appearance in Lihuo City in the past, now he is wearing an ink-colored satin robe, which reveals a vanilla pattern embroidered with gold edges, while the fake Lu Yu is wearing a red robe, with dark cloud sleeves, a jade belt around his waist, holding an ivory folding fan, and a handsome son, Xiao Qi next to Liu Yi is wearing a green shirt and a jacket outside, although he is called Xiao Qi by Qiao Er Liu Yi and others, but Xiao Qi's age is over thirty-five years old, and he is not the obscene appearance of a middle-aged uncle, but his body is a little thin and looks a little less gracefulγ
As for the other man, except for his underwear, he wore only a robe with wide sleeves and wide depths, because of his large figure, so that those who saw him could forget that it was already the depths of winter, and what was particularly striking was his hands, which were slender and white than women's hands, slender and perfect, comparable to those popular young men who could dance the strings of the piano like a cloud.
No one knows that this man's hands, the weapons he shot are priceless, and he is very good at killing, and people are familiar with these hands in an iron shop to create some ordinary living utensils, kitchen knives, iron pestles, etc.
He is Yan Shoucheng.
'Yan Shoucheng' is dead, but this person who is staying in the Hanging Temple at the moment is the real Yan Shoucheng in the dark incense team.
A trick of the golden cicada to get out of the shell deceived all those who didn't know the truth.
Who can see the truth and falsehood in this world with a pair of discerning eyes?
"At the beginning, we waited outside the hall, the master summoned by Master Qingyun here. Qiao Er looked at the golden body of the Buddha Lord in the middle of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and said after putting his hands together and bowing.
"More than 100 brothers are still alive and well, and we are old and stubborn. Liu Yi muttered, then turned around and forgot to glance at it, as if he looked here when he went down the mountain many years ago, but things are not people, the words old immortal and stubborn express Liu Yi's mood at the moment.
"I met with Master Qijie and hoped that he would tell us where our master mother lived. Qiao Er turned his head to look at Liu Yi and said, Liu Yi showed a wry smile and a helpless expression, "The master of the Seven Rings is now the presiding officer of the Hanging Temple, and he is highly respected in Guangqi City, if he is unwilling to say it, what can we do?"
"Where's the Master of the Four Skies?"
"I heard that he has been practicing penance in the deep mountains, and no one has seen Master Qingyun since his death. β
The two little novices who followed Master Qingyun at the beginning have now become characters who have been recited, eighteen years is not a long time, some people have just been doing one thing these years, eighteen years is a long time, so long that many people have forgotten many things.
"Childe. Yan Shoucheng, who had been silent at this time, looked at the fake Lu Yu, "Hasn't the wizard mentioned me in front of you all these years?"
One sentence made the temperature in the hall drop a few points suddenly, Qiao Er and Liu Yi both knew that when the dark incense team left Guangqi City eighteen years ago, only Yan Shoucheng stayed, and when Mo Li returned to Guangqi City to take Lu Yu away, he must have seen Yan Shoucheng, what Mo Li and Yan Shoucheng said at that time, I'm afraid that no third person in this world knows.
"Yes. Lu Yu's face was slightly red, and he glanced at Qiao Er, and saw that the latter deliberately looked at the Buddha statue next to him, "If you want to be a dragon elephant of all Buddhas, you must first be a sentient being." Not looking at himself, the fake Lu Yu smiled and said, "Brother Mo said that Uncle Yan has been waiting for him to come back in Guangqi City all these years, and he will repay the elders like Uncle Yan after he comes back." β
Yan Shoucheng smiled, turned his eyes to the falling snow outside, and didn't say anything, while Liu Yi looked at his toes with low eyebrows at this time, and didn't seem to care about the conversation between Yan Shoucheng and Lu Yu at all.
At this time, there was the sound of footsteps in the side hall, and Qiao Er, Liu Yi and others were busy collecting their minds.
Walking in front was a middle-aged monk with a staff in his hand, with sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, wearing a golden robe, his steps were steady, the rosary in his hand was cast of dark iron, and as he turned the rosary, there was a slight squeak of iron rubbing against iron, and behind him was a small novice holding a wooden fish.
"Master of the Seven Rings. Liu Yi and Yan Shoucheng have seen the Master of the Seven Rings over the years, Qiao Er didn't move, and Liu Yi was the highest in the rest of the people, so he stepped forward and saluted the Master of the Seven Rings with his fists, and shouted at the same time to show respect.
"I don't know why a few donors are looking for Lao Ge to come?" The Master of the Seven Rings bowed slightly, and his hands were folded in return.
"This ......" Liu Yi said and looked at Qiao Er, and then introduced to Master Qijie, "Master, this is my Second Brother Qiao, I saw in the hall eighteen years ago that Master Qingyun's eldest brother Mo was dead, and now we brothers are naturally here under the leadership of Second Brother for that old matter." β
"Since I know that it is an old thing, why do I still want to forget it when it has passed?" Master Seven Rings smiled slightly, "I have the impression that Master Mo is a person of temperament, but it is good to ascend to Elysium early, and the province is disturbed by mundane things. β
"Please also ask the master to tell me the whereabouts of the mistress. Qiao Er stepped forward at this time and said respectfully to the Master of the Seven Rings.
"When will you people be able to let go of the obsession in their hearts?" said the Seven Rings Master, his gaze swept over Qiao Er and the others, and finally landed on the body of the fake Lu Yu, "Could this be ......?"
"Yes. "As if he knew what the Master of the Seven Rings was going to say, Qiao Er, "He is the child of the master mother, when Brother Mo took him to the tribe, it is time to recognize the master and return to the sect." β
"Recognize the Lord and return to the sect?" Hearing these four words, the Master of the Seven Commandments seemed to remember something, and whispered a word of retribution?
"Please also ask the master to tell my mother where she lives now, and the boy has thanked him in advance here. β
"Life is too hard because greed is difficult, and life is too tired because it is riddled with fame and fortune. The people you want to see may not want to see you. Qijie looked at the fake Lu Yu and shook his head and said.
"How does the master know that the master doesn't want to see the master, what do you mean by that?" Qiao Er frowned at this time, and took a step forward and said to the Master of the Seven Rings.
"What's the difference between knowing and not knowing?" Looking at Qiao Er, who was scorching and pressing, Qijie seemed unmoved, "I'm just here this time to pass on a word for the person you want to meet." β
"What's that?" Liu Yi asked with a bow to Qijie.
"It's time for the necklace that the man took off eighteen years ago to return to its former owner. β
The words of the Master of the Seven Rings made Liu Yi and the others a little unsure of how to interface, because the jade necklace was not in the hands of any of them.
"The human body is rare and has been obtained now, the Dharma is difficult to smell and has been heard now, this body is not for this life, but when will it be saved?" The master of the seven precepts recited a sentence of Buddha, looked at the expressions of Liu Yi and others and had already guessed something, and then said Since several donors did not bring anything, please go back, Amitabha.
"What if we don't go back?" Seeing that the Master of the Seven Rings was about to send off guests, Qiao Er sneered and said.
"Do you know why I'm called Qijie?" Looking at Qiao Er, the Master of Qijie smiled, "When the master gave me this name, he said, if it has become a troubled world today, you should remember the eight precepts of Buddhism, and you don't quit killing." β
It seemed like a joke, but the words of the Master of the Seven Rings undoubtedly caused waves in the hall.
ββAsk for a collection wow.