Xu Changan tilted his head and asked, "You said that you are the Fang family of Jing'an Mansion, but how do I know if it's true or not." ”

The old man's face obviously showed a trace of panic, Xu Changan keenly caught this trace of uneasiness, and pointed his long sword at the throat of the little fish.

"You can go to the temple to confirm our identity!" After the old man shouted this sentence, his whole body seemed to collapse, he couldn't lift up the slightest strength, his feet were weak, and he sat down on the ground.

Their Fang family in Jing'an Mansion, a first-class local family, is known as a chivalrous family, but they didn't expect to go out of the rivers and lakes, and they were put against their necks with a sword.

Xu Changan looked at the two of them, and he didn't look like someone who had the guts to slaughter the village, but this person got both stolen goods, but he couldn't let them go easily.

"What a temple!" Xu Changan shouted.

Fu Bo said weakly: "A hundred miles ahead, it is Ling'an Mansion. The Holy Emperor ruled the world, the Master educated the people, and each state and government set up a government and a Confucius Temple. If you want to prove the identities of the two of us, you can go to the Confucius Temple in Ling'an Mansion to get verified. ”

"How can you people from Jing'an Mansion and the people in the Confucius Temple of Ling'an Mansion verify you?"

Although Xu Changan has a good background, in the final analysis, he is still a little ruffian who came out of a small town, where will he know about these institutions of the Holy Dynasty.

Fu Bo looked at the young man in front of him who didn't understand anything, but his strength was too high. Although he had no choice, he could only reply respectfully: "The Confucius Temple is in charge of the rivers and lakes, and the people in it are all immortals who practice, you don't believe what we say, but you must believe what those immortals say." ”

Xu Changan already believed what Fu Bo said in his heart at this time, but when he heard the words "Confucius Temple", his heart moved, and he suddenly had an idea.

......

A hundred miles is not far for the three of them.

However, by the time they arrived at Ling'an Mansion, it was already dark.

At night, Ling'an Mansion was not as bustling and hustle and bustle as imagined, and there were only a few hurried pedestrians on the streets, who tightened their clothes and ran towards the hot kang head at home.

The owner of the noodle stall on the street also wanted to go back as soon as possible, but he still had to wait for the three masters on the stall to finish eating the noodles before he could close the stall, and there was a bloodstained ring knife on the table, which made him even more frightened, and he didn't dare to urge one or two times.

"Boss, three more bowls of noodles. ”

The owner of the noodle stall was a thin old man, and he had no choice but to muster up the courage to step forward when he saw that the table was already full of empty bowls more than one person high.

"Three masters, do you want to settle the account first?"

A hand stretched out from behind the bowl, picked up the bloodstained ring knife, and slapped it on the table, and suddenly the bowls piled on the table fell to the ground with a clatter, shattering to the ground.

The noodle stall owner was so distressed that his lips trembled up and down, but he didn't dare to speak.

"What's the hurry! Are you afraid that the uncle won't give money?" As he spoke, the man threw out some broken silver, and the boss hurriedly caught it.

Xu Changan saw the ring knife, which was somewhat similar to Master Li Zhiyi's, but Master Li Zhiyi has always spoken gently, let alone doing this kind of thing to bully the people.

When the bowl fell to the ground, Xu Changan finally saw the big bald head behind the bowl, with these nine unneatly arranged ring scars on his head, a full beard, one foot on the bench, his cheeks kept squirming, and he was chewing on food.

The monk's robe on his body is not as crescent white as Master Li Zhiyi's, giving people a sense of dust. The yellow monk's robe was stained with a lot of mud, and if you looked closely, there was also some red mixed in it, but you couldn't tell whether it was red mud or blood.

When he had finished speaking, he lifted the bowl and began to drink the soup with a snort, ignoring the fact that the soup ran from the corners of his mouth, flowed through his beard, and then dripped on the monk's robe, and his mouth made a chirp sound.

Fang Xiaoyu also saw this scene disgustingly.

Xu Changan glanced at the monk, then turned his gaze to the other two people at the same table as him.

A hunchbacked old man, a young man.

Xu Changan looked at Fu Bo with a puzzled face, because Fu Bo and Xiao Yu were also dressed like this before.

Fu Bo naturally saw this scene, coughed embarrassedly, and said in a low voice: "If you dare to swagger out like this, it is estimated that it is also fake, it should be the same as us, it is also to lure the righteous lord out, catch the righteous lord, and make a name for yourself." ”

Xu Changan took a deep look at Fu Bo, and the three of them found an inn to live in.

As soon as the morning dawned, Xu Changan asked Fu Bo and Xiaoyu to take him to the Confucius Temple.

The Confucius Temple is different from the government office, which is generally set up in the center of the city, but the Confucius Temple is generally located in the most remote or poor corner.

In Xu Chang'an's imagination, no matter how bad the Confucius Temple is, it has to be a manor, since it is called the Confucius Temple, there must be a shrine in it, it does not belong to the Buddha or the Tao, at least it should worship the ancestor Confucian, right? But when he looked at the small bamboo building in front of him, it was completely beyond his expectations.

It is a simple small bamboo building, without any sign to prove that it is the rumored Confucius Temple to deal with the affairs of the rivers and lakes for the imperial court.

Xu Changan glanced at Fu Bo, and Fu Bo immediately said: "This is the Confucius Temple, it's true, anyone who doesn't believe it will know if you ask casually." ”

Xu Changan walked into the bamboo forest with a full stomach full of suspicion, and a child in Confucian clothes sat in front of a table, with thick books piled up on both sides, his eyes closed, and his head was dozing little by little.

"Little master!"

Fu Bo called softly, and the child almost slammed on the table, Xu Changan and Xiaoyu quickly covered their mouths and held back a smile.

The child rubbed his sleepy-eyed eyes and looked up at the three of them.

"If the Master is not there, if something comes to me, I will tell you on my behalf. The child, in a childish voice, expressed his displeasure with the three people who had disturbed his dozing.

Fu Bo respectfully bowed to the child and said, "We have come this time, passing by a village, the whole village has been slaughtered, and we happened to pass through that place, so we came to prove our identity. ”

After Fauber finished speaking, he waited for a long time, but there was no response.

When he looked up, he saw that the child was still dozing off......

"Little master......" Fauber shouted quietly.

The child was startled again, glared at Fu Bo, stood up, groped around the bookcase behind him for a while, took out a piece of bamboo slip and looked at it, and said slowly: "Fang Xiaoyu, the third young master of the Fang family in Jing'an Mansion, and his old servant Fu Bo. ”

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Fu Bo and Fang Xiaoyu, then fumbled in the bookcase for a while, took out a booklet, and nodded: "There is no doubt that the two of you are identified, you are indeed from the Fang family of Jing'an Mansion, and the master already knows about the destruction of Xiaowang Village a hundred miles away from Ling'an Mansion a few days ago, and it has nothing to do with the two of you." But you both need to leave a dictation of what you have seen and heard. ”

Hearing this, Fu Bo bowed to the kid, and then glanced at Xu Chang'an, who let go of Fang Xiaoyu.

"By the way, the master has an explanation, the duo who committed the murder recently is suspected of being cultivators, you so-called martial arts families should not be blindly involved, otherwise you will bear the consequences. After that, he began to doze off again.

"Little brother, please send this letter to your master. Xu Changan took out a letter from his arms and handed it over.

The boy was annoyed.

"Are you bothered, there are so many people who visit the Master, do you want everyone to see the Master?" But when he saw the fire paint seal on the envelope, a spirit woke up completely, and hurriedly walked towards the back hall with the letter.

Behind the bamboo building, there is a bamboo forest, and the water in the bamboo forest is murmuring.

A disheveled young man was sharpening the bamboo with a knife, and as if he was a little dissatisfied, he frowned and left the bamboo stick on the ground. Standing up, looking at the bamboo strips all over the ground and at the thick bamboo in the bamboo forest, he sighed and looked for the next target.

"Little sir, little sir, there is a letter. ”

A child hurried over, glaring at the child dissatisfied, as if the child's yelling could scare the bamboo away.

The child's footsteps suddenly stopped, looking at the disheveled young man.

"Didn't you tell you, wait for me to figure out how to weave a bamboo basket and come to me, otherwise I won't pay attention to anything. ”

The child looked at the bamboo strips all over the ground, shrunk his head and whispered: "Little sir, I see that the bamboo baskets woven by the village craftsmen are all woven together with this kind of bamboo strips." ”

When the young man heard this, he was about to cut off the bamboo.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, I thought that the whole bamboo forest had been cut down by me!" said and threw the knife, and the child stuck out his tongue.

"Remember, don't talk about it. ”

"Good. ”

"Master is not allowed to say anything when he comes back. ”

"Hmm. ”

Hearing this, the young man nodded in satisfaction. "It's too difficult to weave this bamboo basket, you can buy one for me another day." After saying that, he seemed to remember something. "Where did you get the letter, take it and take a look!"

Only then did the child remember the letter in his hand and hurriedly handed it over.

The young man saw the fire paint seal on the letter, his face was full of solemnity, and after reading it, he thought about it: "It's not difficult to exercise and find things to do, and it's not difficult to keep a person under the Tiance Army, but it's just that it is a big deal to integrate the Xu Jiajun who were scattered in Tongzhou back then, and the master has to come back to decide." ”

Then, he frowned and smiled: "It's good that someone is here to do things, and it just means that I can rest for a few days. Then he handed the letter back to the child and said, "Let's go, let's go and see." ”

When they arrived in front of the bamboo building, they saw a bearded monk lying in the bamboo building.

Dirty, the monk's robe at first glance thought it was picked up from some garbage heap, his whole body was convulsing, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

He muttered, "Hell...... And they're real...... It's really......"

The young man who came in glanced at the big monk, covered his nose in disgust, then looked up at the three people standing, walked straight to Xu Changan, and stretched out his hand.

"You are Xu Chang'an, my name is Chai Xintong, and my master is the master of Tongzhou. ”

Xu Changan also stretched out his hand.

"It's just the right time to come, this is an old man and a young man who are rampant in Tongzhou, Brother Xu, can you deal with it?"

Xu Changan was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Xu, don't worry, I'll ask Xiao Tong to give you the information of those two later, I hope you have a good journey in Tongzhou." After finishing speaking, he didn't care about the others, and left in a hurry, leaving only everyone with a confused face.

A voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Little boy, I don't need to buy the bamboo basket, I have time now, I have to study it and weave it!"