Chapter 163 The Story of a Hair
“Yes.” When Shi Zelan reached for the talisman, he heard the voice of Master Decheng again.
"Sister Lan, use the talisman you refined."
Shi Zelan raised her eyes to see Master Decheng, saw him nodding, and then looked at Master Shanzheng's expression, she decided Act according to the instructions of Master Decheng.
After Shi Zelan placed purification charms in all directions, she and Shi Xiaoliu sat on the floor next to Xia Yu. They heard Xia Yu's sleeping breathing, and the two quickly exchanged glances.
When Xia Yu woke up in Shenshi, he saw the people sitting around him. He sat up in shock and asked, "What happened to me just now?"
"Yu'er, think about what happened before. ?”
After Xia Yu sat up straight, closed his eyes and thought about it, he sighed: “I fell into a black hole in my dream, and there were countless ropes wrapped around me. I kept looking for the thread. , always pull out this one, and another one is wrapped around it."
While he was talking, looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, Shi Xiaoliu sighed: "Sister Lan suppressed one with a peach branch. When the hair is burned, it smells very unpleasant."
Xia Yu quickly touched her hair, and Shi Zelan smiled: "It's not your hair, nor our hair."
Xia Yu raised her eyes and looked at Master Qiyuan: "Dad, am I being plotted?"
Master Qiyuan looked at him: "Let's go to the temple tomorrow."
"Okay, I also want to go and see what it is that plotted against me."
"Yu'er, you stay tomorrow."
"Decheng, Shanzheng, who of you Stay and help me take care of Yu’er?”
Master Decheng and Master Shanzheng exchanged glances. Master Decheng said: "Shanzheng, let's go to the temple with you."
Shi Xiaoliu and Shi Zelan looked at each other and said, "We can go to the temple together." Take a look?"
Master Qiyuan and Master Qicheng shook their heads at the same time: "Let's go check the situation first, and you will take care of Yu'er at home for the time being."
The next day, Qicheng. Brother Zhenzhen and Zhenzheng Zhenren went to the temple. It happened that the presiding monk was free, so they sat together and talked.
The great monk looked at the expressions on the faces of the three of them and asked: "Do you have any unknown and difficult questions to ask here?"
Master Qiyuan thought for a while and said to the great monk: "My son has been having nightmares since he came down from the temple. We want to go and see the guest house where we stayed."
The great monk frowned. : "You went down the mountain in a hurry because he had a nightmare that day?"
Master Qiyuan sighed and nodded: "We believe that the temple is a quiet place, but for the current matter, we still want to find out the reason. "
After the big monk summoned the young monk and whispered a few words, he said to Master Qiyuan and his party: "I will have something to do soon, and I will ask my junior brother to accompany you. It happens to be the guest house where you live. , it has been empty and no guests have entered.”
“Bah, bah, bah, Brother Host, are you summoning me?”
The young monk opened the door, and a young monk with a straight face came in. The presiding monk told him the reason, and he looked at the three masters of Qiyuan with the same surprise.
The four of them went to the guest house. On the way, the young monk asked Xia Yu if he had gone down the mountain on the way.
“My son has a calm temperament. Since he went up the mountain, he only walks around the yard once a day. Most of the time, he is reading in his room.”
“Little Donor Come to the capital to take the imperial examination next year?”
“No, he wants to study in a university in the capital next year.”
When they walked to the guest house, they smelled the smell of medicinal soup coming from the yard on the left. Master Qiyuan whispered to the young monk: "Is any guest sick?"
The young monk sighed: "The wind is cold on the mountain and the old man is weak. We have sent a message to the old man. Son."
Brother Qiyuan entered the guest courtyard, immediately took two steps back, and exited directly from the courtyard door.
Master Shanzheng looked at the garbage piled up in the yard: "Have you not thrown away any domestic garbage since you moved in?"
"We had to clean up the guest house before returning it to the temple. At that time, we invited a young monk to check it out. Every place was very clean."
The young monk heard the young monk say this. He said that the three donors who lived here were very fond of cleanliness. When they left, they cleaned the yard inside and outside.
The young monk pinched his fingers and said to the young monk who was following him: "Go and ask the presiding uncle to come over."
After the presiding monk came, the young monk heard Then the monk in charge was called in for questioning. The monk in charge looked at the situation in the yard.
He was also stunned: "No one lives in this yard, who piles garbage here?"
Master Qiyuan walked into the yard at this time. He saw that the garbage was full of broken ropes, and his expression became solemn immediately.
After seeing the rope, the great monk was surprised and said to the young monk: "A few days ago, they said that a rope was lost in the warehouse. Take a closer look to see if it was thrown here. "
The young monk knelt down to check, and stood up and said to the elder monk: "The break does not look like it was cut with a sharp weapon, but it looks like it was bitten by something."
The great monk knelt down and took a look, then quickly opened the doors of one room after another, carefully checking the situation in the room.
Brother Qiyuan took a look, and Shanzheng said to the young monk: "Burn these things with incense."
The presiding monk heard what Master Shanzheng said, and he said to the young monk: "Ask someone to get incense to burn the garbage."
After Brother Qiyuan looked at the room, the two of them felt more at ease. Said to the great monk: "There is nothing inappropriate in the room."
Their eyes fell on the left courtyard, and the great monk followed their eyes to the left courtyard. He sighed: "I asked the doctor to go up the mountain to see the female donor the day before.
She is weak and her family will take her down the mountain in the next two days."
Qi Yuan's brothers all understand, Under such circumstances, the temple would conceal a few things here.
Immortal Qiyuan sighed and said, "Let's go for a walk on the mountain again in a few days."
At this time, Immortal Shanzheng was already asking the young monk to burn something with incense. The young monk was very entangled and said to him: " Donor, I’m afraid it will take a long time to burn this pile of things.”
Master Shanzheng took the incense from the young monk’s hand and said with a smile: “Come on, I consider myself to be upright. The incense will be better than yours."
The incense came closer, and the light suddenly became brighter, and then a smell filled the air.
Everyone in the yard covered their noses, and the young monk quickly went to take the incense from Master Shanzheng’s hand: "Donor, it stinks so much, I should do it."
Master Shan Zheng flashed for a moment and said to the young monk: "My child, you are still young. From now on, such things will be done by your brothers with boundless Dharma."
The young monk listened to Master Shan Zheng's words and stretched out his hand. When he came to pick up the incense, Master Shan Zheng glanced at him: "You are also a little short of the heat, so I'll do it."