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As the door "creaked" open, the cold wind outside the door accompanied the sound of the door opening, entering from the outside, blowing the candle flame on the table bright and dark.

A bald little monk sits cross-legged on the bed, with neatly folded bedding on one side, and he is concentrating on reciting Buddhist scriptures with his eyes closed.

The jerky, incomprehensible syllables spat out of his mouth, and in the light of the candlelight, reflected his countenance, making him look like a majestic master.

Su Changqing walked in quietly, saw his serious and selfless face, did not disturb the other party, just walked to the side of the iron bed, took a thick book of Chinese medicine from under the pillow, and put it on the table, intending to start studying hard.

The candlelight flickered, and time swirled like a leaf on a flowing water, drifting down the surface of the water, gradually drifting downstream.

By the time he came back to his senses, it was as dark as ink.

Gently put the book back under the pillow, Su Changqing yawned, but saw that the little monk on the other side was still muttering the scriptures in his mouth, looking intoxicated.

Su Changqing smiled lightly, just closed the book, put the book back under the pillow, covered the quilt and prepared to sleep.

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Night, unusually silent.

In the dark courtyard, a thick banyan tree with intricate roots is standing quietly on the dirt floor, silently looking like a giant man, quietly staring into the distance.

The tree is lush and lush as if it weren't winter.

At this moment, there was a sudden slight sound in the side room on the right, and then the wooden door was gently opened, and a pretty face loomed from the darkness inside the door.

The woman in blue walked out of the door quietly, her blue dress was as deep as the sea in the night, and in her hand, I don't know when an extra branch appeared.

Walking slowly in the soft soil, and from time to time the sporadic sound of chickens crowing from the chicken coop, it also sounds inexplicably cold here.

Li Jiaren walked lightly and came to the only tree in this courtyard.

Quietly looking at the tall tree, its branches entwined at its roots, as if it had been for hundreds of years.

It's just that people don't notice that this tree looks strangely weird.

She looked at it, and the cold air in her body was even worse.

The moonlight shone coldly on this hundred-year-old banyan tree, with a faint silver light, which looked very cold.

And on the ground next to it, the black shadows of the branches of the trees kept dancing like tentacles.

The woman in blue looked up at the sky, but in her heart she thought of the young monk who went to investigate the murder with her senior sister, thinking about it, her gaze softened unconsciously.

It's just that at the same time, it's full of awkwardness, as if he wants to go with him.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of the senior sister who was still in the door, and remembered that she had secretly hurt herself when she saw her alone behind her back, and she couldn't help but clench the branch in her hand.

"Be sure to be optimistic about Nianci! Be careful of men, and even more so be careful of those bald donkeys of Baiyun Temple approaching Nianci!"

This passage was said by her senior sister.

Since she knew in the mountain gate that the bald donkeys of Baiyun Temple were also going down the mountain, the senior sister called them several times in one day, and followed them to say this over and over again.

At that time, she thought that it was just because of the senior sister herself and the master, but she didn't expect to come down the mountain this time, but she had a faint good impression of the young monk.

This made her feel terrified, but it was like taking drugs, which made her feel vaguely excited, and these feelings were mixed together, making her panic.

So much so that behind her back, as long as she thought it would endanger his life, she would silently solve it for the other party.

Even now, she longed for herself not to step out, but there was a force pushing her forward.

Li Jiaren looked at the tree in front of her, and all kinds of streamers flashed in her eyes.

She closed her eyes slightly, and all she felt was a cold all around her.

It seemed to feel the cold air around her, and the shadow of the big banyan tree in front of her calmed down a little, but as soon as she felt the cold air, it kept swaying like a madman, as if to warn her not to take a step forward.

This tree, she already recognized what it was when she first came here.

Or is she too sensitive.

The woman in blue opened her eyes and looked at the banyan tree in a trance.

Thinking of this, the cold air around her quickly dissipated, and gradually, finally disappeared.

Let's go back.

She sighed and stepped forward, stroking its rough bark.

The shadow of the tree, after feeling her touch, the shadow of the branches that had been dancing wildly gradually quieted down for a while, and finally stood on the dirt ground in a daze, not moving.

Li Jiaren turned around, paused in his steps, and walked towards the side room on the right.

And after she left, what she didn't see was that on the miserable white wall behind the big banyan tree, several black shadows suddenly appeared, and they hid on the wall, quietly looking around like mice, and then quickly disappeared.

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The twilight gradually dissipated, and the sun fell on the earth, with its characteristic warmth.

In the sky, a white crane flapped its wings and flew from afar to the courtyard of the mansion.

Then, it stretched its neck and let out a crisp long howl.

"I'm back. ”

Hearing this call, Su Changqing slowly walked out of the kitchen with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that there was only one person on Bai He's body, he was slightly stunned and a little puzzled.

"Little master, where is the yellow girl from before?"

She went back. ”

The young monk skillfully jumped down from the white crane, looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and replied.

"Hmm...... Why is it so fast? Why don't you have a meal here and then leave?"

Su Changqing stepped forward and touched Bai Hedan's red forehead, and then led the behemoth into the kitchen.

I'm going to feed it something to eat.

After serving a pot of porridge to it, Su Changqing turned around and brought two bowls of rice in the pot.

"Little master, have you gained anything this time?"

He handed him a bowl of rice and a pair of chopsticks, and asked with interest.

"No ......"

The young monk held a white porcelain bowl in his hand, shook his head upright, and his tone was slightly gloomy.

"Oh?"

The white-haired old man on the opposite side raised his eyebrows slightly, looking puzzled.

"Nothing?"

“...... No. Yuan Guang lowered his head and was silent for a while, but still shook his head, "At least the little monk and the others know that this is not artificial......

Not artificial......

It was similar to the speculation he had heard in the teahouse before.

Hearing this, Su Changqing didn't continue to ask, he sat on the chair and ate salted eggs slowly, but in a moment, he had already settled breakfast.