Xiao Shami hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, Master Cai is a distinguished guest of the meditation retreat, and she is also a female guest, and her belongings are all stored in the cabinet in the meditation hall for her in accordance with the regulations of the temple!"

"Oh, do you have a special place to store these items in the temple?" Duan Qianqiu asked, "It's just that these meditators don't all have their own separate ashrams, why do you need to keep the items on their behalf?"

"The meditation hall enshrines the bones of the Buddha of the Lingyin Temple in the past generations, and it is a place where the aura gathers, and many distinguished guests like to put their own commentaries on the scriptures in the cabinet under the hall for storage, in the hope of contaminating the Buddha's light and spirituality. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Xiao Sha Heshi said with both palms.

Duan Qianqiu nodded, and then asked, "Then why did you want me to bring her belongings back?"

Xiao Shami glanced at Duan Qianqiu, and said blankly: "Master Cai has been to Lingyin Temple for nearly half a year, Lord Duan, as her best friend, please be sure to transfer these things to her, and by the way, tell Lord Cai that the scriptures should be read more, otherwise the days will be desolate, and the good virtues accumulated before will also disappear." ”

Duan Qianqiu smiled: "Little Master, you still care about Miss Yueru." ”

Xiao Sha Mi said with his palms: "Amitabha, Lord Cai is a kind-hearted person, and he is also very kind to the little monk, so he is more concerned. ”

"Aren't the monks paying attention to being unobtrusive, how can the little master be so obsessed?" Duan Qianqiu said with a smile.

Xiao Shami blushed and said: "The little monk is stupid by nature, and the master often says that I don't have any wisdom roots, which makes Master Duan laugh." But if others are gracious to us, shouldn't we also be grateful to those who are gracious?"

In response to Xiao Shami's rhetorical question, Duan Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled ashamedly: "In this way, it is that I have forgotten the true goodness of the traces." Oh, yes, little Master. Can you take me to see Miss Yueru's locker under the Meditation Hall?"

"Yes, Master Duan. Here, please..."The two of them walked out of the meditation room and came to the meditation hall directly behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Xiao Shami used the key to open Cai Yueru's locker. It was empty, but there was a smell of pine.

Duan Qianqiu patted the storage shelf made of pine wood and said to Xiao Shami, "What kind of person's belongings are in these cabinets, and many people know about them?"

This is not a secret to the people in the temple. In addition to me, there are many people in the temple who know about it. Little Shami said.

"Where's the key?"

"It's just me. ”

Duan Qianqiu looked at the iron lock hanging on the cabinet door, it was just a very ordinary lock on the market, even if there was no key, it was not difficult to open.

"Little Master, have you seen what Miss Yueru has stored here?"

Xiao Shami shook his head and said, "The little monk has been disciplined by the masters and masters, and he never dares to peek at the benefactors of the honorable guests without permission. ”

Duan Qianqiu took out the picture book in his baggage and handed it to Xiao Shami, "Little Master, this picture album is not Miss Yueru's thing, you can take a look." ”

The little novice turned his face away and said, "The little monk can't look at it......"

Duan Qianqiu smiled and took back the album and said, "Little Master." Monks never speak, do they?"

"Yes. ”

"Then tell me, does Lord Cai smell very good?"

Xiao Shami didn't expect Duan Qianqiu to ask such a question, so he snorted: "This... This..."

"Little Master, just say it directly, I won't tell your master!"

"She smells good. The little novice lowered his head, and his voice was like a gnat.

Duan Qianqiu said: "Then isn't her meditation retreat also very fragrant?"

When Xiao Shami heard that Duan Qianqiu was no longer Cai Yueru's body fragrance, he felt less embarrassed, and began to speak neatly: "Yes, Master Cai has a bit of a habit of incense. ”

Duan Qianqiu smiled: "That's right. The album had apparently just been put in this cabinet. Because there is neither the smell of aromatherapy nor the pine wood in the cabinet. But on the contrary, there is a special ink fragrance. So I want the little master to take a look at this album and see if there is any clue. ”

Xiao Shami was obviously very curious why Duan Qianqiu was so obsessed with the details of Cai Yueru's storage, but. Since Duan Qianqiu had something to ask for, he was also willing to help. So, he took the album in Duan Qianqiu's hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and then frowned: "These paintings, they look like they were painted by Uncle Xuanshu. ”

Duan Qianqiu pointed to the portrait of the young man in the album. Asked the little novice, "Is this also what Master Xuanshu painted?"

Xiao Shami said: "I have never heard of Uncle Xuanshu painting portraits!"

"Why?"

Because Uncle Xuanshu doesn't like to interact with people, he feels that people in the world are not as perceptive as flowers, birds, fish and insects. ”

"Then how can this portrait of a young man be in Master Xuanshu's album?"

The little novice shook his head blankly.

Duan Qianqiu smiled: "Then please ask the little master to take me to meet Master Xuanshu." ”

"Master Xuanshu has not returned from his travels, and he is not in the temple now. ”

"Oh, where is Master Xuanshu's meditation room? Duan Qianqiu said.

Master Xuanshu's meditation room is located in the southeast of the temple, in a secluded location, a long distance away from the residences of other monks, according to the novice, Master Xuanshu rarely sees people, and even other monks rarely meet him, so basically in the temple is like the air, and no one will care if he can't see it.

Master Xuanshu's meditation room was completely closed, and when the door was opened, all the furnishings in the room revealed a desolate atmosphere that had not been inhabited for a long time.

Duan Qianqiu wiped the dust on the table, there was already a thick layer, but the ink inkstone on the table was also clean and clean, and there was no dust, Duan Qianqiu asked Xiao Shami, "Little Master, who usually comes to Master Xuanshu's room to clean on weekdays?"

"No, Master Xuanshu cleans up by himself and never wants others to interfere. ”

Duan Qianqiu looked at the wolf paintbrushes hanging on the pen stand one by one, sniffed them with his nose again, and asked, "Little Master, has your Uncle Xuanshu always used this kind of ink?"

Xiao Shami said: "Yes, Uncle Xuanshu uses all the Jingliu incense ink produced in the Agarwood Pavilion. I usually bought it for him from the bottom of the mountain. ”

Duan Qianqiu glanced at the furnishings in the room and sighed: "That's right, this person drew a portrait of a man on your uncle's album, and then put this album in the baggage that Miss Yueru stored under the meditation hall, making people mistakenly think that this man was painted by Miss Yueru......"

"Who is this person?" asked the little novice.

"I don't know, it's definitely not Miss Yueru. Duan Qianqiu said.

Xiao Shami's eyes once again showed a confused look, for him, what Duan Qianqiu said was too far away from him. But for Duan Qianqiu, or for the entire Dajing Dynasty now, it is a variable that has a bearing on the overall situation. (To be continued.) )