The hot wax slid down the candlestick, condensed, and the flame at the top of the candlestick burned quietly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

“.... Bro.... You're confused. ”

"Thirty years... How Shaolin treats you...."

"If there is a reason, it is excusable..."

"So... Facing the wall for ten years, in front of the green lantern ancient Buddha, repent..."

....

The rain dripped down the eaves of the wings, and the silhouettes of people were cast on the paper windows, and in the dim light, the figures sat behind the wooden tables, and there was a slight sound of writing, and the yellowed pages were full of handwriting.

The pen rested on the inkstone, the old monk looked at the closed window, and the punishment given by the abbot was faintly echoed in his ears, thirty years ago, he was in his prime, wandering the rivers and lakes, young, appearance, martial arts, and there was a father behind him, and now thirty years have passed with his fingertips, and all that remains is a dead tree and old bark, and his beard has been white.

Zhixin opened the wooden window, the wind ran in, and the candle began to sway.

The rain was pouring down.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, Zhixin took a deep breath, thinking of those who died, his heart was even more painful and guilty, in the humid wind, the old monk sat back on the chair, looked at the paper full of handwriting, and smiled slightly on his thin cheeks, like a relief, after all, the secret of thirty years does not need to be buried in his heart now.

"Father-in-law...."

“.... May my Buddha be merciful..... Overcome my misfortune...."

"Amitabha—"

With his palms folded, Zhixin uttered the last Buddha name, and everything around him fell silent.

Soon after, the candlelight dimmed.

The other side.

In the Shaolin guest room, the voice of the abbot Zhihui continued to speak.

"Born from the heart, Lord Admiral will become like this, probably because the grudge in his heart has been accumulated for too long, and the evil anger in his heart cannot be vented, if it continues like this for a long time, he will inevitably escape into the devil's path and fall into the catastrophe from which he will never recover....."

Opposite the figure that spoke, someone waved his hand to interrupt, Bai Ning played with the Shaolin secret trauma medicine, and suddenly spoke: "Born from the heart, this sentence means that the governor is to blame?"

"Yes and not quite. Zhihui stood in the house, and he didn't have much fear in the face of the current powerful Dongchang Admiral, and his tone was calm, ".... A few years ago, Shaolin had several conflicts with the Moyun Sect, and the leader of the sect, Helian Ruxue, practiced such martial arts, and her realm at that time was no different from that of the Admiral at this time, but it was not so tyrannical and terrifying. ”

Over there, the sneering face gradually converged, the medicine bottle was placed on the table, the thin lips opened, and a cold voice came out: "What do you mean, this Extreme Yin and Phaseless Divine Skill practiced by our family has actually been changed?"

"It's very likely, but that Eastern Sect Master, similar to the Admiral's internal strength, has no deviation, this poor monk is a little confused, maybe it's not the martial arts themselves, but it varies from person to person...."Zhihui said this, just alluding to the fact that Bai Ning is a eunuch physique.

Bai Ning frowned, and the room suddenly fell silent.

After a while, his brows furrowed, and he exhaled softly, "Maybe it's really as you bald donkey said, this matter is put aside for the time being, and Bendu has no time to pursue it, but the matter of Bodhidharma's body, our family still has to make it clear, we are not interested in the dried corpse, but the flesh and blood relics in its body are inevitable, you Shaolin want to return the body, I take the relics, do you have any opinions?"

"It's up to the Admiral. The old monk's voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

Maybe he has taken Shaolin's unique elixir for internal injuries, and his injuries have been somewhat relieved, Bai Ning has already improved a lot, walked a few steps in front of the table, his eyes became serious, and he looked at the old monk: "Not long ago, the Jurchens went south and hit the Jingshi of the Wu Dynasty, and the country was almost defeated, and there were many hot-blooded knights on the rivers and lakes who came to help, who came, who didn't come, Ben Du counted in his heart, but next year the Jurchens will come again, who of us can bear it?"

"What does Lord Admiral mean, let everyone in the rivers and lakes contribute?" this ....." Zhihui frowned, obviously slightly hesitant about such a thing.

The sound of rain rattled through the windows.

Over there, Bai Ning turned his back to the other party and waved his hand, "It's all out, if you don't go out of the nest, our family will breathe a sigh of relief." Then, the figure in front of the window turned around and looked at the old monk sharply: "..... Shaolin will set up a militia in the people, in order to strengthen the people's self-protection power, isn't the Buddhist family dedicated to guiding good?

"Lord Admiral is asking for relics and martial arts, and at this time, he wants Shaolin to come out, is this Shaolin going to eat?"

Bai Ning cracked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said with a serious expression: "This governor is going to eat Shaolin." ”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Gao Muen's voice sounded outside: "Overseer, there is a little monk who has urgent matters to find the host." ”

"Come in. ”

Afterwards, Bai Ning reminded Zhihui in a low voice: "Think about it, otherwise the thousand-year-old temple will draw a not very perfect ending on your hands." ”

In the next second, the door was pushed open, and a little novice hurriedly ran in, "The host master is not good, just now... Just... The first seat of wisdom and heart.... He died. ”

"Amitabha!"

Hearing this, Zhihui closed his eyes, shouted the Buddha's horn in the direction of the west wing, and then got up and bowed to Bai Ning: "The poor monk will deal with the affairs of the junior brother first, and then reply to the request of the Admiral later." ”

"I hope the abbot will think about it carefully, after all, this is a task issued by the imperial court, not a request from our family. ”

Ji-hye bowed her head, bowed, and exited the room with the little novice.

"Muen!"

"The slave and maid are here, what is the matter with the overseer?"

Soon, Bai Ning recruited Gao Yanei, his eyes lowered slightly, and his voice sank: "You follow over and see, what is left behind when the wisdom heart dies." By the way, Cao Qianhu came back and asked him to come to Bendu. ”

"Yes!" Gao Muen responded, turned around and went out, leaving with a few fans.

....

The rain continued to fall for an unknown amount of time, and when the eastern sky turned white, the spring rain had stopped.

When Bai Ning got up to wash, Cao Shaoqing waited outside the door, and then recruited in.

"It's hard work, sit down and talk. The towel was put down, thrown into the wooden basin, and let Fanzi take it out, and then sat down and said.

Cao Shaoqing arched his hand and said, "Don't dare." Later, he continued to report: "The slave and maid dealt with some Jianghu people, but did not kill that guy, but made an assertion and sent someone to follow the guy named Huang Lan, and followed the vine to see where he hid the body of Bodhidharma." ”

"It's good to have an opinion. Bai Ning didn't care about this, "However, Bodhidharma's body should not leave the range of Songshan Mountain, after all, time does not allow it, and that person is also mixed with the rivers and lakes, he should be aware that someone is following, maybe he has lost it at this moment." ”

"This ..... It was the negligence of the slave and the maid. Cao Shaoqing was stunned, but still said: "The fan under the command of the slave and maid should not be better than others, and it should not be so easy to find, even if you can't find the body of Bodhidharma, that guy should go to the backer behind him, so that if you find the main owner, you can also find the body of Bodhidharma." ”

"Hmm!" Bai Ning's eyes were half-drooping, he took a sip of warm water, and glanced at the other party.

Immediately, he waved his hand, "Go down." ”

"Yes!" the figure arched his hand and was about to exit, but when he reached the door, he turned back and said again, "Overseer, there is one more thing. ”

As he spoke, he took out a rolled note from his bosom and presented it with both hands.

The note unfolded in Bai Ning's hand, glanced at the short words on it, and the cup in the other hand fell to the ground with a clatter, falling into pieces.

"Cherish the Blessing ....."

His lips moved, and he whispered, "..... Fleur...."

PS: Originally, there were two chapters today.,Something happened to the end.,This chapter is all rewritten.,So there's no time to write a second chapter.,Tomorrow it's three more to make up.。