"The box in Lingzun's study?" Huo Yu repeated the words Di Qingyang had said.

"Yes, it's so old, I almost forgot, but fortunately I remembered." Di Qingyang smiled.

Huo Yu thought for a moment and took a sketch to Di Qingyang.

This is a sketch he drew based on the description in the bounty notice.

"Prince Di, take a look, is this box?"

Di Qingyang looked at it and nodded: "There are six or seven points of similarity, may I ask Huo Shizi, where did the box on this painting come from?" ”

Huo Yu told the story that someone in the dark market offered a reward to find this box, and the price in the dark market was three thousand taels, Zhang Damao saw that he was rich, and saw that Fan Xiaohei had almost the same picture on the brand, so he wanted to take advantage of the dark wind to steal the brand, but was killed by Fan Xiaohei.

Di Qingyang stood up, thought about it, and sat down again.

"Alas, I didn't expect it to be because of the Hai Dongqing I carved, which almost took the life of my little brother. This box is my father's thing, Huo Shizi must suspect that I am the one who secretly offered a reward, in fact, no, before this, I don't even remember about this box, besides, I haven't been to the capital many times, although I know that there is a ghost market in the capital, but I don't know that there is a dark market, it's not Di's prevarication, it's really not that I don't know. ”

Huo Yu observed his words and knew that Di Qingyang was not lying, so he took the cabbage and left, and went to the edict again.

Minghui was in the yamen, and when it was time to go to the yamen, she didn't see Huo Yu come back.

The dog man must have forgotten her.

She was not in a hurry, and waited for Su Changling to finish the matter at hand, so she took Su Changling and walked with her, making Zhu Yun look indignant.

Xiao Su rebelled and hooked up with the sister-in-law sent by his wife, this is to betray Boss Huo.

Su Changling looked at the sword light in Zhu Yun's eyes, and couldn't help but laugh.

Minghui called Su Changling and went to the small mountain temple outside the city.

The winter days are short, and the sky is already dark at this time, she followed Huo Yu to the yamen, and there was no one around her, so it was inconvenient to go out of the city alone, but it was different with Su Changling.

Su Changling also had two long-term entourages by his side, plus Minghui, and a group of four people went out of the city.

In recent decades, there have been very few monasteries near the capital, and Xiaoshan Temple is one of the few monasteries.

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It is said to be a temple, but in terms of scale, it is far less than those Taoist temples, there are only one and two Buddha halls, and there are only one old and two young monks.

Seeing the dilapidated and mottled courtyard walls of the temple, I guessed that there was no incense here for a long time.

When she saw the three monks, Minghui could be sure that the monks' robes were patched on top of each other, and the two little monks were even more yellow and thin, pitiful.

Hearing that a pilgrim was coming, the old monk was overjoyed and hurriedly went out to greet him, but when he saw Su Changling's bright flying fish suit, the old monk was disappointed.

If you don't come to offer incense, there will be no incense money.

As for the person who came was Feiyuwei, the old monk didn't care, if Feiyuwei arrested him and went to the edict, he would definitely follow, and he would have something to eat if he went to the edict.

Minghui saw the disappointment in the old monk's eyes, she walked to the Buddha statue, saluted respectfully, took out two silver ingots weighing one or two from her purse, and put them into the merit box.

The two soft sounds of silver entering the box made the three monks all excited.

How long had it been since they had seen a silver ingot?

The old monk saw it when he was young, and as for the two little monks, he had never seen him since birth.

"Amitabha, the donor is kind and giving, it is really a great good, and the Buddha will be able to bless the donor to turn evil into good fortune and become auspicious in trouble."

Minghui smiled, her eyes swirled on the faces of the two little monks, and then looked at the old monk: "Master, may I ask these two little masters, are they your apprentices?" ”

"Amitabha, they are not old disciples, but disciples." The old monk's thin old face smiled with a wrinkled face.

"And what about their master?" Minghui looked around.

"Amitabha, the old man's sinister couldn't stand the suffering as early as ten years ago, and he returned to the world." The old monk sighed, being a monk in Dajin is too hard, and there is no need to deliberately cultivate at all, it is originally a hard thing.

Minghui looked at the two little monks, one looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, and the other looked like he was ten years old because of insufficient nutrition and stunted growth, but since their master was still vulgar ten years ago, he must be more than ten years old.

Thinking about it, just like Duoduo at the beginning, twelve years old looks like seven or eight years old, that is, he has only begun to grow by leaps and bounds this year.

"Vulgar? You have to go through the yamen, right? Minghui didn't know much about it, but vaguely remembered that there was such a thing.

"Alas, barren mountains and wild temples, there are no rules, and the yamen doesn't bother to care, the criminals took off their monk's robes and kowtowed in front of the Buddha, which can be regarded as vulgar." The old monk was deeply helpless in his eyes, if he was dozens of years younger and his mind was not strong, maybe he would be vulgar, so he was not demanding.

The reason why Minghui came to this temple was because the eunuch who committed suicide was already twenty-eight years old when he was purified!

This person was originally a monk of Xiaoshan Temple, and after returning to the world, he became a chamberlain.

The reason why the inner prison wants a person in his twenties is because this person has an ancestral horse training skill, and what is lacking in the imperial horse prison is such a talent.

This man was in the middle of the road, and by chance, he became a monk at the age of twenty, and five years later he was still vulgar, and he was depressed and displaced in the red dust, and finally simply went to the Imperial Horse Prison with his family heirloom skills.

He mixed well in the Imperial Horse Prison, otherwise he would not have been chosen to serve the sweaty horse that the emperor loved as a treasure.

He was taken to prison, and in less than half a day, he committed suicide, using a fast son for eating, and while eating, he inserted a fast child into his nostrils under the supervision of the guards, and died on the spot.

Minghui's gaze fell on the little monk who looked to be ten years old at most, and asked softly, "What's your name?" ”

The little monk looked at the old monk and said, "My name is Xiaohui." ”

The voice is soft and glutinous, like a girl, but a child of this age still has a child's voice, and it is normal for men and women to be indistinguishable.

But as soon as his voice fell, the old monk immediately corrected: "His name is Puhui." ”

Pu Hui, this is like the name of a monk.

And Xiaohui is more like a little girl in the mortal world.

Minghui remained silent, and took out an embroidered handkerchief from her arms, on which two blooming peonies were embroidered, and the embroidery was exquisite.

"This veil is for you, Puhui."

"Really?" The little monk's eyes widened in surprise, and his little hands wanted to touch the peony embroidered on the handkerchief, but he didn't dare.

"Of course it's true, I've given it to you, let's play with it", Minghui stuffed the handkerchief into the little monk's hand and said to the old monk, "Master, can we go out and say a few words?" ”