That night, Zeng Yiqi dreamed that a few Tsing Yi masters came to find trouble. He traveled to the mountain with his master Yuan Seng, and met several masked men in Tsing Yi at the foot of the mountain, carrying knives. Zeng Yiqi was wondering, could they be the guards around Chunsheng Tai Sui? But their martial arts were so high, Zeng Yiqi's master and apprentice couldn't beat them, so they had to escape. Zeng Yiqi was experienced in escaping, so he took his master Yuan Seng and ran to the river.

Running to the river, Monk Yuan was afraid, and only heard him chant aloud: "Amitabha, Amitabha." I'm afraid I'm going to be robbed this time. ”

"What kind of robbery, jump into the river and swim," Zeng Yiqi was very anxious, shouting, "Master, jump, master, jump." ”

"I can't swim!" Yuan Seng shouted.

"Don't be afraid, I'll find a piece of wood for you to grab and you'll be fine. ”

Then, Zeng Yiqi jumped down when he saw Monk Yuan, but a black whirlpool suddenly appeared on the river where Yuan Seng landed, and the figure of Yuan Seng was gone. Zeng Yiqi hadn't found the wood yet, so he disappeared from the master's people. This time it was a big trouble, and he hurriedly jumped in, trying to go into the water to save people. When he got to the water, Zeng Yiqi found that he couldn't swim out of the water, so he sank straight to the bottom of the river.

I couldn't believe that I couldn't swim anymore, Zeng Yiqi held his breath and swam hard to the water, but he couldn't swim up. Finally, he couldn't hold back his breath, thinking that he was hopeless and was going to choke to death here.

At this moment, a figure swam on the water, and Zeng Yiqi hurriedly greeted him. He forgot that it was in the water, and as soon as he opened his mouth and took another sip of water, the sound just couldn't be heard. The figure was far away and sometimes close, and Zeng Yiqi thought of beckoning to attract the figure.

At last they saw him, and they swam over, and it was a woman. The face is blurry and unclear, dressed in standard peasant women's clothes, her hair is tied with a handkerchief, a pair of jade phoenix earrings, and her fingers are very white. Zeng Yiqi saw the woman reach out and grabbed him by the collar and pressed it to the ground, and they were already riding on him.

Zeng Yiqi wanted to say thank you, but people were taking off his clothes. Was it because his clothes had tripped over him and he couldn't swim out of the water? He hurriedly cooperated with the woman to take off his clothes. After Zeng Yiqi stripped naked, he found that the woman was also undressing.

What the situation.

Zeng Yiqi suddenly remembered the shame of the sixth child of Danchuan Mountain and the 'flower' by the stream. No, I'm only sixteen years old, how old is this woman!

But after seeing that people took off two pieces of clothes, Zeng Yiqi hardened.

'Whatever, take it off, what does a woman look like, take it off.' Damn, it's on fire. ’

The hands are so white, could it be Sister Suqin? Or is it Miss Qingqin? Or which junior sister from Zhu Rongshan? Wow, no, the clothes were taken off too slowly, and the iron rod began to mess around.

There is always a gap between him and the woman, is it the water weed, is it the yarn?

I can't get rid of it, it's so annoying, and it's getting hotter and hotter.

No, it's sudden.

It's so warm, what is that? Zeng Yiqi touched the crotch of his pants with his hand, and it was slimy.

Woke up.

Outside the window, the sky is already bright.

"Senior Brother Zeng, get up quickly. Something is wrong!" a senior brother called out to him outside the residence.

"What's the matter, so alarmed!"

"Your master has passed away. ”

"My master, that master?"

"Master Yuan!"

Zeng Yiqi was taken aback, didn't he come out of that big whirlpool and died inside? No, that was just a dream he had just had, how could he really die?

"How did my master die?" Zeng Yiqi hurriedly asked.

"I don't know yet, I heard that the senior brother who carried the water today found it by the river in front of the mountain, you can go and take a look! ”

"Ahh

The backyard of Sitian Temple is a dormitory, and the side courtyard next to the backyard is a place for discussion. All the brothers and sisters have formed a circle. Monk Yuan Seng is a second-generation disciple, managing the daily chores of the Si Tian Temple, because of miscellaneous matters, so he has no time to take apprentices, he does not have many apprentices, and there are only two apprentices who are close to him, one of which is Zeng Yiqi.

Although Zeng Yiqi spent more time with Yuan Seng, for some reasons, he did not have a deep relationship. Looking at Yuan Seng's corpse was a little sad, but more surprised, because it looked like Yuan Seng was indeed dead in the water.

"Amitabha, the junior brother is here," the great monk who was seated in the courtyard was the chief Zen master of the Sitian Temple, and he shouted outside the courtyard when he saw him.

"Senior brother," it was the Yuan Dao Zen Master who entered the courtyard, "Amitabha Buddha ......"

Zen Master Yuandao recited a scripture, and then looked at Zeng Yiqi who was gathered next to Monk Yuan, "You should also mourn!"

"Senior brother, I have sacrificed to the souls of the dead and recited the scriptures. In this extraordinary period, this matter will bother the junior disciple!" The Zen Master of the Enlightenment looked at Yuan Seng's corpse with a solemn face, and said to Yuan Dao.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will find out this matter to comfort my nephew and nephew. ”

"Amitabha," the senior brother made a move, and left the Yuandao Zen Master to investigate the case.

"A few of you will explain to Senior Nephew Liu Yue first, when did you meet Monk Yuan Grandnephew yesterday," Yuan Dao pointed to the monk who came with him, and then carefully observed Monk Yuan's corpse.

"A few of you come with me," Uncle Liu Yue called Zeng Yiqi and several of their senior brothers respectively explained the time they saw Master Yuan Seng yesterday, and the last time pointed to after dinner.

"Were you in the temple for dinner yesterday?" asked Zeng Yiqi.

"Yes," Zeng replied.

"Have you seen Senior Brother Yuan?"

"Yes, I ate with the master, and a few of them were there. ”

"After dinner, did anyone see Senior Brother Yuan?"

"Nope. ”

Zeng Yiqi hadn't seen it either, of course he couldn't say that someone chased him and Master Yuan in his dream last night.

"Where were you after dinner last night?"

"I'm practicing in the practice room. I went back to the dormitory to rest. ”

"Can there be a senior brother as proof?"

"Yes. ”

"Until the time of Hai, there are senior brothers as proof?" Liu Yue looked at Zeng Yiqi, people who practiced so late were still good.

"Yes, Uncle Shi. ”

"How many of you?" Liu Yue asked a few other senior brothers, but to no avail. I had to look at the Yuan Dao Zen Master to see if he found it.

"Alright, all of you disperse! A few of you brothers are not allowed to go out of the big temple these days, so they recite scriptures for Yuan Seng in the side courtyard. ”

"Yes. ”

"Was my master killed by someone?" Zeng Yiqi asked.

"No," Zen Master Yuan Dao looked at Zeng Yiqi, "For the time being, it can't be concluded that he is murdering others." ”

"Can I give Master makeup?"

"Yes, but in two hours, come back to make up the old man, Liu Yue, you take them to the next door!"

Zeng Yiqi was still thinking about that dream, could it be that he had harmed his master and his old man?

Not really!