"Woo..."

With the sound of a dull conch horn, the monks sat down cross-legged and sat on the futon.

At this time, two monks of the "virtual" character walked out of the main hall and came to the abbot's side.

Both of them held a wooden plate in their hands, a yellow paper tablet on one side, and a pen and ink on the other.

After Juefeng held the brush and dipped it in ink, he wrote down the tablet of Xiang Yong and his wife, put the brush back into the wooden plate, and the monk withdrew.

Then, he stretched out his hand to summon the little wolf, picked up the tablet and handed it to the little wolf.

"Go ahead! Child! ”

The little wolf solemnly took the tablet, although he had a thousand catties of power, he felt that this thin yellow paper was so heavy.

"Master Xie!"

With that, he turned and walked down the steps, slowly walking one step at a time.

In a short distance, a quarter of an hour was walked.

On the altar, he handed the tablet to the monk who had been waiting for a long time.

After it was put away, he handed the little wolf three pillars of thick incense.

"The child is not filial, I only came to see my father today..."

The little wolf held high incense, said with a choked voice, knelt in front of the Buddha statue and tablet, and bowed three times.

The monk took the high incense and plugged it in, and then withdrew.

"Whew... Jingle bells..."

A gust of wind blew, and bells hung under the flags around the altar, making a crisp sound.

As if the dead had returned, all the monks chanted the scriptures in unison, and the little wolf was stunned, and his heart suddenly understood, so he recited it together.

Although the Buddhist scriptures were obscure to him, and he was able to recite them fluently.

In this way, the ritual lasts for about half a day...

......

"Father, mother, the child has come to see you!"

In the afternoon, the little wolf and everyone came to the Houshan cemetery to worship Xiang Yong and his wife.

The melon and fruit tributes were placed in front of the tombstone in turn, and the little wolf whispered intimate words to his father.

Shen Xingliu looked around, and sure enough, it was just as Juefeng said.

It's very neat here...

It seems that people often come here to take care of it...

Who is it?

And what is the reason?

He didn't know any of this, but he hoped it wouldn't involve the little wolf.

If anyone dares to touch the little wolf, then they have to ask me if the black knife in my hand will agree.

Thinking of this, Shen Xingliu tightened the black knife in his hand.

Tang Xuanxuan seemed to feel something, and gently stroked the back of his hand, since Shen Xingliu came back, she felt weird.

It's just that the two of them have a clear heart, one doesn't say it, and the other doesn't ask.

"Who's there?"

Suddenly, Shen Xingliu's scalp was numb, and he felt that someone was secretly spying on him.

Immediately let out a loud shout, and his body immediately disappeared in place.

The sudden change frightened Shui Mo and the others.

"Array!"

Tang Xuanxuan shouted loudly, and the nine personal soldiers ran out quickly, the blades were unsheathed, and the tombstone was surrounded by water, and everyone was well protected.

After the robbery of the level, although they didn't understand who the people in the shadows were aiming for, they only knew that they would desperately protect everyone present.

Tang Xuanxuan stood in the middle of the formation, opened one hand slightly, and with a movement of her sleeves, she turned out the mandarin duck fan and the rainstorm pear flower needle.

She frowned and looked around at the canopy, not daring to act rashly because she didn't know if there were anyone else.

"Sister Xuanxuan!"

The little wolf hurriedly got up, came to her side, called softly, and put on a posture, no matter who the other party was, he didn't have a weight today, and his body could be described as very brisk!

In the dense forest, Shen Xingliu kept jumping.

Faintly, that breath is extremely difficult to detect.

If it weren't for the other party's emotional excess, he felt a trace of breath fluctuations, and it was estimated that even he wouldn't have noticed.

This person must be a master of hiding and hiding, no wonder he can enter and exit the back mountain of Lingjue Temple at will without being discovered.

"Smack!"

Shen Xing landed on a tree, his eyes scanning the surroundings with doubt.

Yes, he chased and lost!

"Secret friend, I saw you, and I haven't come out yet!"

No response...

He was deceiving the other party, but the other party seemed to know, but he didn't show up.

Oh no, could it be that the tiger is leaving the mountain?

Shen Xingliu's heart sank, and he didn't want to waste more time here, if the other party didn't come out, he could only leave with him, if he couldn't come out for the rest of his life, then it would be fine.

After thinking about this, his figure flickered a few times, and quickly rushed back in the direction he had come.

After he left, the shadows behind the trees twisted strangely twice, and after a puff of black smoke, a middle-aged man dressed in black appeared.

The man's left eye had a deep scar from top to bottom, and his eyes flickered as if they were mechanical.

I saw that the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and he said softly:

"Hmph, I really underestimated you!"

......

"Starstream, are you alright?"

Soon, Shen Xingliu returned to the cemetery, and only after finding that there was no attack here, he was relieved.

When Tang Xuanxuan saw him come back, she hurriedly greeted him, pulled up his arm, looked up and down, left and right, back and forth, over and over again.

Fortunately, I wasn't hurt...

"What about people?"

At this moment, she remembered the result of the question, of course, the people behind her were all looking at the two of them with a smile, which made her face blush.

"Ahh

Shen Xingliu let out a long sigh and said apologetically: "Let him run away..."

"It's okay," Tang Xuanxuan hurriedly comforted: "I didn't catch them this time, we will definitely be able to catch them next time, and in the future, we can pay more attention." ”

"Well, that's all there is to it..."

Now the worship is over.

Shen Xingliu cheered up and said to everyone: "Let's go back to the temple, the water hall master is estimated to be almost there." ”

On the way back to the temple, the little wolf and Shen Xingliu walked side by side, and the two were silent for a long time without saying a word.

In the end, it was Shen Xingliu who broke the peace between the two first.

"Little wolf..."

"Huh?"

The little wolf raised his little head and looked at Brother Shen suspiciously.

"You go back with Mrs. Shui first, me and your Sister Xuanxuan, there is still something to do!"

The little wolf's eyes moved, and he clenched his fists, "Brother Shen, are you not a couple?" I'm causing you some trouble..."

"Hmph, stinky boy, what are you talking about..."

Shen Xingliu couldn't help but give him a brain meltdown, which made him squeak and scream, but he didn't have a trace of resistance in his heart.

"I mean, now that you're learning art with Xi Lao, you've only learned the fur, how can you give up so easily?" Shen Xingliu explained word by word:

"When you learn eighty or ninety, I'll pick you up again, how about it?"

The little wolf covered his head, and his aggrieved little face gradually raised a little happy look, "Really, those puppets pull the hook!" ”

While laughing, the little wolf stretched out his little finger and pulled together with the helpless Shen Xingliu.

When Ruan Xiaowu heard that Shen Xingliu was leaving, he walked forward quickly, and he had been following behind, wanting to say something, but he was taken first.

"Little Wuzi, you can go back to Lin'an with Miss Liu, Miss Liu is weak, you have just been together for a short time, if you separate, it will not be good."

"But..."

Shen Xingliu waved his hand, looked up at the sky, squinted his eyes, he felt that a rainstorm was coming, "Don't worry, I'll be fine!" ”

"You just need to protect Miss Liu, just wait for me to come back, and the matter of General Liu Ercai, I have sent a message to the second uncle, and I will definitely find out!"

Ruan Xiaowu's eyes moved, and he immediately bowed: "Thank you, lord!" ”

But he was immediately held up, "Hey, if you were my brother, I would be spared, and I would also want to know the truth of the year." ”

......

When the group came to the temple gate, the year of Shui Si had already arrived.

"Little uncle..."

When he saw the man, he immediately greeted him happily.

Shui Sinian was talking with Juefeng, Xuhuai, and Xugu, when he saw a blue-robed monk running over, his eyes were stunned, and he quickly supported the little monk who almost fell, and said in a somewhat reproachful tone:

"Ping'er, you have to pay attention in the future, if you fall and wake up the worm Gu in your body, it will hurt very much!"

"Hehe, I know," Horizontal touched his little nose and stretched out his little hand, "Uncle, what about the sugar man you promised me before?" ”

"Little glutton!"

Shui Sinian pinched his nose angrily, then got up and summoned his entourage, and handed a stack of candy people in his hand to Pingzhi.

There are more than 10 strings of sugar people, in various forms.

When you see the sugar man, the eyes of the level are full of little stars.

After a while, they were about to leave.

"Ping'er, my mother is gone..."

Shui Mo's eyes were full of tears, and he said softly: "You are in the temple, you have to listen to the words of the abbot and the master, do you know?" ”

Hearing this, the level was stunned, and even the sugar man who had just gotten his hands lost his sweet taste.

Xugu took the sugar man and ordered, "Go ahead and say goodbye to your mother." ”

“···”

Pingzhi lowered his head, stepped forward slowly without a word, plopped, knelt down in front of Shui Mo, and knocked his head three times in a row.

"Son, thank you for your mother's kindness!"

At this time, Shui Mo's was already crying, if he could, who would be willing to leave his young son and leave alone?

"Good, good, good boy, get up..."

I saw that she squatted down with teary eyes, helped the child up, patted off the dust, and gently touched her blue forehead.

Hold it in your arms and can't be separated for a long time.

The masters in the Lingjue Temple are like clouds, which is enough to protect the safety of the level, and perhaps leaving him behind is the best choice.

"Child, when it's cold late at night, pay attention to cover the quilt, don't kick the quilt..."

"Child, drink water must be boiled, don't be greedy for cold..."

"Child, the diet in the temple is vegetarian, no better than at home, don't be picky eaters..."

“···”

said it word by word, although it was a bit nagging, but it did not make people feel resistant at all, and everyone was moved.

Jue Feng, humble eyes slightly drooped, hands folded, and his heart was full of emotion.

"En, en, en..."

The level of the sound was sour in his heart, but he still responded one by one, and he had already cried into a tearful person.

I don't know how long it took, but he only knew that when his mother came down the mountain, she turned back three times and finally disappeared.

He stood quietly in front of the temple gate until it was nearly dusk, when he realized it.

When he turned around, the abbot, the master, and the uncle were still waiting for him, and then he knelt on the ground and exclaimed:

"Amitabha..."