There is no front yard in the temple, it is directly a large hall, the main hall is enshrined in the Buddha, there are two side rooms next to the main hall, one of which is a bedroom, which is dedicated to Guanyin Niangniang.

The other side room looked like a living room, and there was a pot of water boiling on the stove, which was boiling at the moment, and was steaming white. On one side of the wall hangs a group photo, which is a product of a long time ago, because it shows a group photo of a royal guard and an old man with a white beard.

Chen Yuanjiu took a closer look at the photo and exclaimed, "Oops, oops, we just found the wrong person." ”

At this time, Zhao Zhian also stepped forward, "This old man, why isn't it the old patriarch just now?" ”

Chen Yuanjiu couldn't help but be annoyed, blaming himself for being impulsive and almost ruining the big thing. It's not right to think about it, if it's the wrong object, then the old patriarch was stimulated by his own words just now, which doesn't make sense.

But the old man in the frame is obviously not the old patriarch, huh?! Isn't this the white-bearded old man you just saw who was pushed forward by many people?

Zhao Zhian looked at Chen Yuanjiu staring at the photo in a daze, thinking that he was repenting for what he had just said rashly, and couldn't help but interject, "Now that I know, there are some things that can't be said easily." ”

Chen Yuanjiu ignored Zhao Zhi'an's cynicism, and he said, "Don't you think it's strange? If it weren't for the old patriarch, why would he be so excited just now? ”

Zhao Zhian didn't think much about it, he said, "Maybe there are some unspeakable secrets in other people's hearts, and they are excited by your mysterious stimulation." ”

"That's not right, but his behavior makes it clear that he knows what I'm talking about. Besides, this photo may be that we are thinking too much, and we still have to believe our early information. Chen Yuanjiu said. It's also a little strange, don't you think the old patriarch's official words are a bit too good? ”

Zhao Zhian actually agreed with Chen Yuanjiu's analysis, and also felt that what he just said was a bit far-fetched, and he obviously didn't pretend to see the performance of the old patriarch just now. And the pictures on the walls don't say anything. At this time, there were suddenly noisy voices in front of the temple gate, among which there was a middle-aged man's voice, who seemed to be loudly reprimanding a certain person, but it was all in Miao language, and the two people couldn't understand it.

Zhao Zhian said with some anxiety at the moment, "For a long time, don't we run?" ”

Chen Yuanjiu replied, "It's absolutely safe here, and the Miao people will definitely not come here, their beliefs are different." ”

At this time, the temple door was pushed open with a creak, and the white-bearded old man walked in slowly, and then closed the temple door again, and walked straight in the direction of the two people.

Zhao Zhi'an said with his lips, "Do you want to put it down?" ”

Chen Yuanjiu shook his head, and then the old man pushed the door open, and then looked at the two people who were sticking to the wall at the door.

Hehe, the old man laughed, but no longer bothered the two of them.

He lifted the boiling kettle from the stove and placed it on the ground beside him. After doing all this, he looked back at the two of them and said, "Sit down, they are all guests from afar." The water is just right, I'll make tea. ”

Zhao and Xiang glanced at each other inexplicably, and they both sat on the bamboo chairs on the side with some embarrassment. The old man took two bamboo cups from the side, took out some tea leaves from the bamboo tube on one side, and put them separately, filled them with boiling water, and then put them in front of each other.

"Old patriarch......" Zhao Zhian opened his mouth to ask about the old patriarch's situation.

"Thanks to the benefactors, he's all right." The old man replied kindly.

"You ......," Chen Yuanjiu just spoke.

"Poor monk law number Huilai!" The old man replied with his hands folded.

Zhao Zhian looked at the white-haired monk in front of him with some uneasiness, in his world, the monks were all bald, but no one had ever seen a monk with long hair. Chen Yuanjiu's heart was also full of doubts, this old monk seemed to know their thoughts.

"Master Huilai, Huilai Temple? Didn't you build this temple? Zhao Zhian asked.

The old man Huilai shook his head and replied, "It's me and it's not me." ”

Both of them had dealt with monks before, and they knew that their words were difficult for ordinary people to understand for a while. "That, that ......" Chen Yuanjiu suddenly stammered, but he continued, pointing to the photo hanging on the wall and asking, "This, do you know this guard?" ”

"An old friend!" The old man replied with his hands folded. He looked at Chen Yuanjiu carefully and asked, "Are you from the Chen family?" ”

Chen Yuanjiu was puzzled, "Do you know me?" ”

Hui glanced at Zhao Zhi'an and asked, "Are you a descendant of the Zhao family?" ”

"That's right, since you know us, you can ...... about what happened ten years ago" Zhao Zhi'an blurted out, but when he said this, he saw Chen Yuanjiu's knife-like eyes, and hurriedly stopped the topic.

"Donor, please forgive me, I didn't know what happened ten years ago." The old man Huilai replied, "But there is one thing I want to tell you. ”

The two of them raised their heads at the same time to look at Huilai, only to see Master Huilai stand up and take the photo from the wall, behind the photo there was a dark grid, he reached out inside, and took out a yellow notebook from it, which looked like it should be a military notebook used by an officer.

The old man Huilai sandwiched the photo and notebook together, and then handed it to Chen Yuanjiu's hand and explained, "This is my mission, whether I can take it out from here depends on the creation of the donor." ”

After speaking, his fingers turned into claws and grabbed Zhao Zhi'an's throat directly, and Zhao Zhi'an seemed to have been prepared to lean back, avoiding the first move of the old man Huilai. Although this old man Huilai looked old, he was not slow at all, and when he saw that the sneak attack could not be successful, he took a big step forward and actually scuffled with Zhao Zhi'an.

Chen Yuanjiu didn't have time to react to what was in front of him, he stood aside, not knowing who to help for a while, the old man Huilai said to Chen Yuanjiu, "Hurry up, get out of here!" ”

Zhao Zhian shouted while fighting, "For a long time, this old monk of his mother is not right, he is trying to kill me." ”

Chen Yuanjiu saw that Zhao Zhi'an was already at a disadvantage and was about to help him, when the old monk suddenly turned around and scolded, "What are you going to do, are you going to help a traitor's son?" ”

Chen Yuanjiu was stunned when he heard this, then Zhao Zhian saw that the old monk was distracted, and directly locked his throat and grabbed the old monk's throat, at this time Chen Yuanjiu was also anxious, and said to Zhao Zhian, "Don't fucking kill you, I still have something to ask him." ”

Zhao Zhi'an's face was covered with blood at the moment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck, he wants Lao Tzu's life!" Let's see how Lao Tzu kills you. ”

At this time, a gunshot suddenly rang out from the temple gate, and soon the noisy footsteps came from far and near, Chen Yuanjiu stepped forward and pulled Zhao Zhi'an, "Don't care how people want to kill you, someone is coming, if you don't leave, none of us can leave." ”

Although the old monk was grabbed by Zhao Zhi'an's neck, his consciousness was still awake at the moment, he grabbed Chen Yuanjiu, who was about to go out, and said, "Things must be protected, this person next to you is not trustworthy......" Before the words fell, Huilai was kicked by Zhao Zhian and flew out, and then fell to the side fiercely.

Chen Yuanjiu dragged Zhao Zhi'an through the front yard of the temple gate, and saw many men from the Miao family running over from the side with rifles and machetes. Seeing that there was a big forest in the southeast, the two of them didn't dare to delay at the moment, and ran directly towards the forest.

Zhao Zhi'an gasped and scolded, "The old monk of his mother took the wrong medicine, and he wanted to kill me with all his heart, how can he treat you like a baby son, are you the fucking illegitimate son of someone else?" ”

"Fuck your mother's fart, I don't know why he wants to kill you."

"I think his purpose is to divide us, so that we can kill each other, that old bald donkey is so ruthless......" Zhao Zhian didn't finish speaking, only heard a crisp sound of "pop", and his whole body fell into the snow on a big horse, and then a stream of blood gushed out from the back of his head.

Chen Yuanjiu's legs were weak, and he also fell into the thick snow. This person who was still talking to himself just now became a dead man in the blink of an eye. Before Chen Yuanjiu could react, a few black holes poked into his forehead.

Chen Yuanjiu raised his head and found that the man of the Miao family in front of him was the swarthy middle-aged man who had held the sedan chair for the old patriarch before, he glanced at Zhao Zhi'an, who fell beside Chen Yuanjiu, and shook his head at the people around him, and then two or three men came up from the side, carried Zhao Zhi'an's body, and walked back towards the village.

Chen Yuanjiu didn't even have time to grieve for his good comrades-in-arms, so he was rudely pushed to the ground, and the old patriarch who had just fainted by his stimulation was sitting on a high wooden chair on one side at the moment, and on the pillar on the other side, the old man Huilai was tied to a wooden pillar with five flowers, and he was already scarred at the moment.

The old patriarch said a few words of Miao to a few people around him, and then the people in the house began to disperse in all directions, and only the old patriarch and the swarthy middle-aged man were left in the huge room in an instant. The middle-aged man got up but sat down on the main seat next to the old patriarch, and after a while, several young heavily armed Han people entered the room.

"Monk Huilai, you are really shameless." The man obviously had a lot of anger towards the old man Huilai, "It's not in vain that the old patriarch has taken you in for more than 30 years, and made an exception to let you live in the temple of my Miao Village, which is already a taboo of the ancestors, but you will take revenge and give others what I have been looking for so easily." ”

"Humph!" Monk Huilai sneered, "You cunning old and cunning thing actually came up with such a trick to deal with me." Hmph, that's it! The creation of hits, the creation of hits......"