Zhou Zong's residence, the pepper wall flower bag, the window is bright and clean.

Behind the screen furnishings, a spotless bookcase is placed on the lotus-patterned bluestone bricks, and the four treasures of the study are displayed on the table, although the ink pen has been washed, but it has not yet dried, hanging for a long time, leaching out a drop of water.

Beyond the bookcase, I looked up, and there was a picture of a tiger descending the mountain with gold on the wall, and under the picture, there was a person sitting in the middle of the picture.

The candle flame fluttered, the air was quiet, this person was Zhou Zong, he held a yellowed letterhead with some square words written concisely on it, which made him look at it attentively.

At this time, it was getting late, and the dark night sky cast a clear ray of light.

After Zhou Zong finished reading the letter, his eyebrows condensed, and his eyes became erratic, as if he was pondering something. After another moment, the letterhead in his hand suddenly turned into a raging flame, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a cloud of ashes, which he casually threw into the copper basin at the foot of the bookcase.

Zhou Zong walked to the window, this window was originally open, but it was not the outlet, the autumn wind had been wandering outside, and it did not enter the window lattice a few times. He looked around, and there were waves flowing under his eyes.

"Come on, go and invite your Uncle Lin."

Zhou Zong said loudly, the disciple on duty who was standing not far away got the order, saluted respectfully, and trotted out of the courtyard gate, he knew that the master of the sect summoned late at night, and he would not dare to delay a moment of important matters.

Zhou Zong looked at the back of the disciple on duty in the distance, his expression calmed down a little, he put his hands behind his back, and casually admired the night, as a person who cultivates the truth, he could have lit a talisman like a spirit bird talisman casually, and used the talisman to invite Lin Yun over, without letting the little disciple make a special trip.

But in his spare time, he also enjoys the life of mortals, eating, writing, practicing calligraphy, reading, and he likes to do a few things that are most ordinary and like mortals.

Cultivators live much longer than mortals, and they also need to spend more time on cultivation, scheming, and so on. He didn't want to, from time to time he left the mundane affairs in the door, and walked more to Zhenming Mountain, a game of chess, a cup of tea, the breeze was beautiful, and the bickering was interesting.

After all, after the boss has no news, this second person is the closest person to him, but the old Taoist has always been a restless master, and he always likes to do something out of the ordinary, such as at this moment, he will never be on Zhenming Mountain.

Zhou Zong's heart is extremely sure, he knows Yan Qingyun's temperament very well, can the small Zhenming Mountain lock up Yan Qingyun?

No, just pray that he won't stir up any more blood.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zong sighed.

"Senior brother, why is he sighing to himself?" Lin Yun's gentle and atmospheric voice drifted into Zhou Zong's ears from far and near.

"Go fast." Zhou Zong did not answer Lin Yun's question directly, watched Lin Yun enter the courtyard gate, and smiled politely.

Seeing him like this, Lin Yun couldn't help but smile lightly, she knew this senior brother very well, what he wanted to say, he didn't need to ask more, he would naturally say it; If you don't want to say anything, even if you pry his mouth open, you can't hear half of it.

Seeing Lin Yun coming, Zhou Zong stretched out his hand to close the window, slowly walked into the room, and sat down in front of the table.

Lin Yun also pushed open the wooden door, and before she entered the door, she smelled a faint fragrance in the room, followed by a trace of warmth.

Lin Yun crossed the screen and saw Zhou Zong sitting precariously, and there was a jade cime incense burner on the side of the bookcase, and the green smoke rose, and it seemed that a room of incense came from here.

"Senior brother called me overnight, I don't know what?"

Although Lin Yun is a female streamer, she usually shows people with gentleness, but in her bones, like Zhou Zong, she doesn't like to talk nonsense.

"The fourth has a big temper, the sixth has a lot of trivial matters, the seventh has not healed from his injuries, the eighth has been missing for many years, the ninth and ten, one is as cold as a dead man, and the other is so hot that it is boring. That's why I'm talking to you. Zhou Zong said in a hurry, and shook his head a little helplessly.

Lin Yun knew that he had a lot of emotions tonight, so he said such a big deal for no reason, so he naturally smiled lightly and understood in his heart: "It's all senior brothers, you can just say it to whoever you want, what do you want to do." ”

Zhou Zong raised his eyebrows, and said with a dumb smile: "Fortunately, you are still there." ”

With that, he laughed to himself again.

"Senior brother, tonight, it's not like usual." Lin Yun said softly.

When Zhou Zong heard this, he waved his hand casually, and as he took a deep breath, the majestic aura on his face gradually returned.

"Older people, there are always a few complaints, you young people, have to bear more. I came to you tonight because I wanted you to accompany me to Huguo Temple tomorrow morning. Zhou Zong said in a deep voice.

"Net talking nonsense." Lin Yun said angrily, although she is much younger than Zhou Zong, she is also more than forty, and she thinks that she is not among the young people.

But jokes aside, after a pause, she continued, "Is there any progress in the matter?" ”

"Just now, I received a letter." Zhou Zong said.

"Letter? Whose letter? Lin Yun's eyes lit up and she stared at Zhou Zong.

Zhou Zong knew what she was thinking, but instead turned his gaze aside, looked at Lin Yun incorrectly, and said slowly: "It's not his, it's a mysterious person." ”

"Oh." Lin Yun answered, then stopped talking, and waited for Zhou Zong to continue.

Zhou Zong stood up and grabbed a handful of incense burners with his hand, and the green smoke was swept away by force, and it was scattered, and after a while, it gathered together again and rose straight up.

"The letter said that even the only remaining descendants of the three major families don't know about the secret treasure." Zhou Zong's voice was a little dull, which made Lin Yun's heart sink.

"They don't have many descendants."

Lin Yun said that although she is still a descendant in blood, she is actually an outsider.

Yao Yi must know everything, but she is tight-lipped about it, and this secret will probably be broken. On the contrary, as an outsider's style of government, he knows a lot. Zhou Zong guessed.

"Cheaper him." Lin Yun snorted coldly, although she had left the Lin family a long time ago, but after all, she was still surnamed Lin, and even the current head of the family, Lin Qin, had to call her an aunt when she met.

Zhou Zong glanced at her and knew that she was more or less angry in her heart, but he didn't take it to heart, and still said: "The matter of the secret treasure must be clarified, and now it seems that only Yao Yi can open this opening." ”

"She practices meditation and recites Buddha, this mouth is difficult to open."

"In the red world, how can it be so easy to let go, you see the old Taoist, every day on the mountain to recite the Tao and the Tao, but can he really let it go?" Zhou Zong took a sip.

"He, who knows?" There was resentment in Lin Yun's words.

"Hmph, it's all a trick to deceive yourself." Zhou Zong has been rolling in the red dust for many years, and he seems to have some different understandings.

"Then let's go tomorrow morning, but how can we move her?"

"She cultivates the best Zen, then I will use the red dust to try her Zen mind, tomorrow you go in first, and I will enter later." The old man meets and brings her an appetizer. ”

Zhou Zong said, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the early morning, the big temple where ordinary incense flourishes is full of good men and women, but Huguo Temple is different. Lin Yun walked in, and there was a light Sanskrit chant in the incense.

In this small temple, except for Yao Yi, there are no superfluous people.

Lin Yun vaguely remembered that this temple was originally an abandoned and dilapidated temple, and it was not until Yao Yi came that it became a little more popular.

"Donor." As soon as Yao saw someone from the temple, he folded his hands and greeted him.

Compared to when Zhou Zong came, Yao Yi's expression was a little lighter.

"Aunt Yao." Lin Yun spoke up, in terms of seniority, she really has to call her aunt.

Although Yao Yi looked quite young, she was actually several years older than Zhou Zong, she glanced at Lin Yun seriously, and actually showed a rare smile and said, "You are a child of the Lin family." ”

"Yes, I haven't seen it for many years, but Aunt Yao still knows it."

The vicissitudes of life, the times have changed, the original child is now middle-aged, and the old things are also buried in everyone's hearts, the so-called red dust is nothing more than the fetters of the world that go around and around, in Yao Yi's eyes, now they have turned into floating clouds and little pings, like passing clouds, which is not so important.

She smiled indifferently, nodded, picked up three yellow incense sticks in her hand, and handed them to Lin Yun.

As the guest followed, Lin Yun took Huang Xiang, lifted his snow-white sleeve robe slightly, walked to the red candle in the incense burner, held Huang Xiang with both hands, and leaned towards the faint flame.

"Master Zhou, don't you come in?" Yao Yi talked a little more today, and she knew that someone was still waiting outside the door.

"If you invite him, he will come in." Lin Yun also smiled, she was a junior after all, and her tone was much more respectful.

Yao Yiju glanced at the door, also picked up three yellow incense, walked towards the incense burner, and slowly shook his head while walking: "The temple is small, and it can't hold red dust." ”

"Senior brother said that Aunt Yao's cultivation is the best Zen?" Lin Yun asked tentatively, she had heard that Zen is divided into five flavors, each of which is different, Yao Yi has cultivated this taste, it is the best Zen, and this Zen is the most pure and pure, not trapped by the distractions of all things.

"Looks like he's asking you to be a lobbyist." Yao Yi smiled coldly.

"Recently, Senior Brother got a tip-off that the three major families were wiped out on the same day, and it was done by the Mo Sect." Lin Yun is no longer polite, although the other party is an elder, she has left home since she was a child, and now she is the younger sister of the head of the East Pole Gate, and her steps must not stand crookedly.

Yao's hand in the incense was sluggish in the air, but in the blink of an eye, he reached into the incense burner and said softly: "I have become a monk and am no longer trapped by the red dust." ”

"Although you have become a monk, your home is still there."

"They're all gone, how can there be a home here." Yao Yi smiled bitterly.

Lin Yun knew that they naturally referred to Yao Yi's closest people, parents, husbands, and children, all of whom died at the hands of Killer Yue, and none of them were spared. Now the descendants of the so-called three major families are just a side line like Lin Yun who left and went back to renew the incense.

"Do you really want to avenge them? Even if the hatred can be put down, it is a matter of secret treasures and involves a wide range of things, do you want to watch the three major families completely annihilated? ”

Lin Yun's face was solemn, and he said regardless of it, and even the green smoke lingering in the air trembled.