Chapter 77 The Hopes of Master Li and Master Qin Yuliu
The sky was gloomy and there was no wind.
Even the air is a little dull, just like the mood of a group of people in Fulong Village.
Cui Ying'er, Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui and others were sitting in the Juyi Hall and had been discussing the disappearance of the headmaster for a long time.
Not a clue.
"The boss has been missing all day!"
Murong Xiu pinched the Fei Yao Biography he had just received and sighed.
Cui Ying'er looked at him: "First of all, what is said in the letter?"
Murong Xiu handed the letter over: "That day, the boss shot Zhuyang of Dongyi Kingdom. Most of the young prince Abba was seriously wounded, the enemy retreated, and the great master's reputation spread throughout the city. Who knew that Magistrate Su and General Du would reward us based on our merits. The enemy troops came back the next day, still determined to capture Fufeng City, and the city was in a state of panic
By the way, those guys in Menghu Village were deceived by the boss and completely involved. In the words of the boss, they were kidnapped by anti-morality. During the war, they rushed faster than anyone else and hated us. One A man named Jiang Hezhu reported us, but no one listened..."
Murong Xiu seemed to want to laugh, but thought about where the boss was, he held it back.
It was useless. Cui Ying'er frowned at the news: "Why don't we brainstorm and eliminate them one by one using the elimination method that the master once said. "
"I'll go first! Bai Jian raised his orchid finger and said: "First of all, the boss cannot be kidnapped. There are no signs of fighting nearby. No one understands the boss better than me!" "
Huang Dagui frowned and said: "What a yo-yo, and the boss can't go to Fufeng Fucheng. He is most afraid of trouble and can't go to war! ”
Han Jiulang blinked: "It's impossible for the eldest master to go to Tiger Village, right? A group of old and weak women and children are not interesting. Even those young ladies have been ruined by Sun Wu and the others. The eldest master is definitely not interested. My sister took the initiative to send None of the big bosses come to the door..."
"Shut up!" Han Qiniang's face turned red, as if she had cried, and her eyes were red, "The big boss is not that kind of person, I think...should the big boss go and give it to you? The old boss took revenge, I told him about the old boss yesterday!"
Everyone looked at each other and their expressions changed slightly.
Cui Ying'er shook her head: "The boss is not that stupid. He never does anything that he is not sure about!"
Murong Xiu's eyes lit up: "There is only one thing left. The boss has gone to Qiugong Pavilion to work as a health worker! After all, Xiao Huang is not here either. He usually likes Xiao Huang the most and takes him with him wherever he goes.”
Everyone looked at each other again, it was possible!
……
Qiugong Pavilion.
The huge mountain pavilion is built on the mountain and beside the water. It is low in front and high in the back. It is layered on top of each other and well-proportioned.
The surrounding trees are covered with trees, dotted with pavilions, undulating hills, and upturned eaves, giving it an indescribable style.
Master Li and Master Qin Yuliu were sitting cross-legged under two thin willow trees that had not yet fallen leaves, glancing outside the gate from time to time.
"Master Li, Master Qin!"
From time to time, handsome students in Confucian shirts and long robes passed by, and they all saluted respectfully.
The two nodded slightly.
A long time,
Mr. Li smiled brightly: "I'm afraid no one can win these ten taels of silver. It's been four or five days and the boy still hasn't come!"
Qin Yuliu's long hair fluttered around his slender neck, and his expression was elegant and out of this world: "There are no people in the world who don't want to come after receiving the talent qualification invitation from Qiugong Pavilion. Xin Zhuo is afraid that something will happen to him." Delay, he has excelled in the Fufeng Mansion matter, maybe he is still immersed in vanity."
"Did you know that he often sleeps with you in front of tens of thousands of people!"
Fuzi Li seemed to have heard the funniest joke and couldn't help laughing.
Qin Yuliu frowned slightly, then smiled lightly: "Master Li is still full of worldliness at such a young age, which is ridiculous. Shouldn't you be concerned about the wordless monument?"
Speaking of this matter, Master Li couldn't help but look solemn: "There are still more than a month left, and the academy will send out many invitations. From the gate of the Hidden World to the nearby small sect, no one has been missed. I wonder how many people will come?"
"Master has not appeared for decades. I am afraid that no one will remember it. There will not be many people who come."
Qin Yuliu said: "But the wordless monument is very implicated. No one has been able to break it for more than a hundred years. Master Li has cracked one of the words a few months ago. If someone with outstanding talent gets it this time, he should give it to me as promised. How can I be willing to accept it?"
Master Li was surprised: "Is it possible that Master thought Xin Zhuo could break it? ?" Qin Yuliu shook his head gently: "Of course not, but Xin Zhuo does have a high level of understanding of various martial arts. You and I both know this. If he comes, if there is a chance of cracking it, then there is no chance. The monument is still a property of the academy.”
"Well..." Mr. Li stroked his beard, "wait three days. If he doesn't come yet, I will go and capture him personally." Bu Li's true energy went straight from Ni Gong Wan to Tian Ling. The surrounding environment suddenly changed, as if the body and the scenery were in harmony. Without looking carefully, it was difficult to notice that someone was sitting here.
……
It started to rain lightly outside the window.
The room was dark, and Xin Zhuo was lying on the couch with his hands on the pillow and his legs crossed in boredom.
Xiao Huang got in from nowhere, stuck out his tongue, and wandered back and forth. He seemed to find it fun to change to a new environment.
Xin Zhuo felt that he was too bored, so he simply stayed down and walked to the window. Just as he was about to open the window to get some air, he saw the door of the room suddenly opened with a creak, and two nuns wearing moon-white monk robes walked in.
The leader, the fierce Huixin whom I know, is holding a plate of vegetarian food.
The nun following behind is about eighteen or nineteen years old. She has a slim figure, fair complexion, and handsome features. She has a pair of big eyes and long eyelashes. She blinks lightly, and her lips are like ripples. There is a beauty mark. He glanced at Xin Zhuo and pursed his lips. There was an indescribable charm about it.
“You didn’t expect that you would become a prisoner of our Shuiyue Temple!”
Huixin winked at Xin Zhuo, then put Su Zhai on the table: "Are you hungry?"
"Huixin!" The nun behind her seemed to think Huixin's words were frivolous, and couldn't help scolding her.
Huixin shrank her neck, stepped aside, and introduced to Xin Zhuo: "This is our senior sister Hui Ruqing, and that princess is our second senior sister."
Xin Zhuo looked at Hui Ruqing carefully and found that she was at a very high level, at least level six.
And to be honest, this nun is even more beautiful than the original princess, but she is a little less worldly and a little more quiet and gentle. It is really surprising that the nun can grow up like this.
There is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in Shuiyue Temple.
"Donor, please have a meal!" Hui Ruqing looked like she was rejecting others from thousands of miles away, but she was born with a soft voice that sounded pleasant to the ears.
Xin Zhuo coughed slightly, sat down, and looked at the food, including fried beans, braised tofu, loofah soup, and white flour steamed buns.
Picked up the chopsticks and took a few bites. It was too bland and not very tasty. It also smelled like Buddhist incense, which was weird.
Seeing his frown, Huixin didn't know it was because the food didn't suit her taste. Anyway, she thought it was okay, so she asked carefully: "Well, what did you say? Why did the master and master's wife not close the door after they returned to the room? Go out, and then all change your clothes?”
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but be surprised, couldn't he? Are you guys so unsure?
Is it because I feel that the little book has stained my skin, I don’t want the monk’s robe anymore, and other advanced Buddhist ways?
After thinking about it, idleness is also idleness. It is better to get close to each other. Once we are familiar with it, I asked Shuiyue An about its purpose: "That... is quite profound. Do you want to listen?"
"Okay, okay!" Huixin looked delighted and sat obediently on the futon nearby.
Although Hui Ruqing did not speak, she also sat on another futon, tilting her white jade-like ears as if listening.
"Ahem..."
Xin Zhuo's mind was spinning and he thought of many interesting stories. "The Strange Scholar in the Ancient Temple" and "Zhang Buyehou" are from this world, as well as plum blossoms and lanterns from previous lives. What kind of monk, what kind of maturing time, plus what kind of futon.
But think about it, think about it, and don’t make yourself angry anymore. If you piss off this group of nuns and beat yourself up, you will be in big trouble.
"There is a girl named Zhu Yingtai in Zhujiazhuang. She was smart and beautiful since she was a child, and she studied literature and poetry..."
Xin Zhuo talked about Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in vernacular while eating. The story is told eloquently.
In his previous life, he worked as a writer and screenwriter. When he talks about stories now, he can be said to focus on the rough and the fine, discarding the miscellaneous and selecting the essential, which is very interesting.
Unconsciously, Hui Ruqing and Huixin were intoxicated, as quiet as virgins.
At some point outside the window, there were also a crowd of heads, all with their eyes wide open, listening in rapt attention.
(End of this chapter)