In the Nanzong Temple, next to the courtyard, in the disciple's courtyard.

Yifeng can't remember how he came back yesterday, how he fell asleep, and how he woke up this morning.

In his mind, there was only the appearance of the second senior brother fire monkey being bound by chains and screaming in pain, and the back of the fourth senior brother Shuli leaving lonely, only remembering that there was a fire at the end, which burned the bodies of Master Ran and Yuchuni - all his reliance was left on this day.

When he got up, Senior Brother Ben Chang didn't come to call him, nor did he come to bring him food as usual.

He opened the door and walked out, the disciple's courtyard was empty, there was no busy shuttle of the little monks in the past, and there was no steaming heat in the dining hall opposite.

In the past, the birds that had fallen on the green pines were gone, like the remnants of yesterday's birdsong, coming from far away, which could not be heard really, and stirred up the sorrow in his heart.

The grass under the green pines in the yard has withered and yellowed, and the autumn wind blowing from nowhere shakes the withered grass, revealing the barren and hideous and ugly land.

The early autumn was slightly cold, the courtyard was empty, and the footsteps of a wind echoed far in the corridor, and he subconsciously walked towards the house in front of him.

When I got closer, I found that the room was locked, and a layer of dust had fallen on the lock, and Yifeng gently wiped it with his hand, revealing a copper-yellow lock with the word "Ran" engraved on it.

Little Senior Sister's house, although she had been living and grooming in Yuxiu Courtyard before, she had never been locked, presumably it was locked by Senior Brother Ben Chang after they went down the mountain.

Little senior sister, is she okay in Junzhou City? Have you been bullied, how did the prince treat her?

No one answered, Yifeng turned around and looked to the other side, and what was connected to Yifeng's own room was the room of the second senior brother and the fourth senior brother.

They should still be on the way to Taiqingmen and Shujia, is Senior Brother Fire Monkey still chained, is it burning and painful, and how will Senior Brother Shuli be dealt with by the Shujia Law?

Qingshan Temple descended the mountain, the four of them have always been inseparable, and now only he is left alone, and his heart can't help but flood with infinite melancholy, next, what should I do?

At this time, a sound of footsteps sounded, and Yifeng hurriedly looked at the gate of the courtyard, only to see Ben Qian coming in from the gate of the courtyard, holding a coffee table with porridge and steamed buns.

When Ben Qian saw him, she smiled and said, "Yifeng, are you awake, are you hungry, come and eat something!"

said that he hurriedly walked towards him.

Yifeng looked at Ben Qian, and suddenly felt that she had lost a lot of weight, her face was haggard, her eyes were still swollen, and she didn't know how to cry last night.

Ben Qian is an orphan, she was thrown in Nanzong Temple since she was a child, and Yu Qiuni is the master who loves her the most, although she has an eccentric temper and a cold temperament, but she is really good to her, and she was raised like her mother.

Shizun's sudden death, I'm afraid she can't fully accept it now.

But she remembered being hungry.

Yifeng watched Ben Qian put the coffee table on the bench in front of the railing in the corridor, she watched the bench fall a layer of dust, and took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully where Yifeng was sitting, and then raised her head and smiled at Yifeng:

"Yifeng, sit down and have something to eat. ”

Yifeng shook his head, pulled her over, pressed her on the bench, sat on the other side without plastering indifferently, and said to Ben Qian: "Senior sister, you need to eat more than me, you eat first." ”

Ben Qian smiled at him and said, "Senior sister has already eaten it, this is specially for you." ”

Yifeng picked up the only steamed bun, his tentacles were hard, and he looked at the porridge again, the porridge soup was bland, frowned, and said, "Senior sister, you eat first, I'll watch you eat." Otherwise, I won't eat it. ”

Ben Qian hesitated, Yifeng stuffed the steamed bun to her, Ben Qian had to take a bite lightly, picked up the porridge and took a sip lightly, and said with a smile: "Now you can rest assured, hurry up and eat." ”

As he spoke, he returned the steamed buns.

Yifeng broke the steamed bun in half, stuffed half of it for Ben Qian, and took half of it himself and took a bite, it was cold and hard, but he chewed it hard and said with a smile: "It's delicious, senior sister, you can eat it too." ”

Ben Qian frowned and said cautiously: "Yifeng, is it delicious?"

Yifeng said: "This is the best steamed bun I have ever tasted, fragrant!"

In a trance, Ben Qian remembered that when she got up this morning, she approached Yuxiu Courtyard, where the originally huge junior and sister-in-law frolicked and noisy, was empty, and only a Qiu Ni who was dressed in plain monk robes and sweeping the floor was left.

She rushed over to greet her, but the nuny turned around, startling her: it turned out to be the little Jiao who had fought against Yifeng!

Ben Qian cautiously asked her where everyone else had gone, and the scar on Xiaojiao's face was still visible.

She said lightly: "The lay disciples have already been taken back by their families, and the other monks and sisters-in-law have already returned to the vulgar, only I am left, and my family will pick them up, but I don't want to go back, I am like this, but I am more pure here." ”

Ben Qian also secretly sighed in her heart, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Xiaojiao smiled faintly and said, "Ben Qian, I know everything, Shizun passed away at the foot of the mountain, and I have burned all her clothes." There is only a small sachet left, and I didn't look at what was in it, but it was placed on the incense table in the main hall, so you can take it and take a look at it later. In addition to Xiugu, the most painful thing is you, and you don't have to be taboo to look at it. ”

Ben Qian nodded, didn't take it first, remembered something, and asked, "Senior Sister Xiaojiao, is there anything to eat in our yard?"

Xiao Jiao held a broom, pointed in the direction of the Yuxiu Academy's disciples' courtyard, and said, "The entire Nanzong Temple is about to run out of food, and the abbot master specially instructed to leave more things for the female disciples." But many were taken away by the departing disciples. In the same door, I can't say anything. There was still some porridge and flour that I had boiled in the morning, but I had to knead and steam it myself. Now you have to do everything yourself. ”

Ben Qian nodded, then turned around and walked towards the disciple's courtyard, and when she arrived at the dining hall, she found that the little porridge that Xiaojiao said was only half a bowl, and the kitchen was empty, just half a bag of white flour, not even firewood.

Although Ben Qian grew up in the temple, she has been pampered by Yuqiuni since she was a child, and she has always been taken care of by the old Qiununs in her daily life, so she is familiar with these things in the kitchen.

But all she was thinking about at the moment was whether Yifeng was awake and hungry, and where could she take care of these.

So she made noodles again, and went out to pick firewood, and she was busy for a long time, but the fire didn't burn, and she couldn't even knead the noodles, but her head and face were black.

Later, Xiaojiao seemed to know that Ben Qian couldn't do it, so she rushed over to help her make a fire, make the noodles, and make steamed buns.

But Xiaojiao didn't know much about it, but in the days when there were fewer and fewer people, she realized that she might have to live on her own in the future, so she hurried to learn some.

But the steamed bun is still bad, and it is as hard as a stone when steamed.

In this way, she brought the small bowl of porridge and stone steamed buns.

Seeing that Yifeng ate sweetly, she also smiled, Yifeng swallowed hard, drank a little porridge, and pushed the porridge to Benqian.

Ben Qian shook her head and said, "Yifeng, you can finish eating, I can't eat so much." ”

Yifeng smiled and said: "You eat, don't worry, Senior Brother Benchang has lived in Nanzong Temple for decades, and he has more ways than you." ”

Ben Qian's face was very rare, and she said: "Yifeng, from now on, you can't rely on anyone anymore, and you have to find your own way when you encounter difficulties." I'm good to you, I hope you can concentrate on thinking about countermeasures, not to rely on others. ”

Hearing this, Yifeng sat up straight, restrained his expression, nodded solemnly, and said, "Yes, Senior Sister Xie taught." ”

Ben Qian nodded and said, "Next, what should you do?"

Yifeng said: "I'm afraid I still have to borrow the forbidden land of Nanzong Temple to solve the poison of the Buddha Killing Frost on my body first." Then see if you can pull out the demonic qi in your body by the way. After this incident, let's think of a way to keep the Buddha from being wiped out by Emperor Wu. ”

Ben Qian pushed the rest of the steamed buns and porridge to Yifeng, and said, "After eating these, hurry up and discuss with the abbot master." They were having a meeting of elders, but they heard that after yesterday, many elders had left, and I am afraid there were only four or five elders.

She brushed her hair with her hand and said, "I don't know much about this, but I won't let you worry about your diet and chores." The path of Buddhism is difficult, and you must bear what you should bear. ”

Yifeng nodded, ate the rest of the food cleanly, and was about to get up, when he suddenly heard the crisp sound of the bell, and saw a dark green jade pendant falling from Ben Qian, who was cleaning up the coffee table.

Yifeng looked intently, but saw that there was black qi lingering inside, and his heart suddenly burst, this black qi was too familiar to him, and the breath emanating from his forehead came from the same source, it was all Shura demonic qi!