Master Zhizhen's actions startled Gongsun Wanyan. She looked at the old lady. The old lady narrowed her eyes and looked at the person in front of her carefully.
Master Zhizhen's initial panic passed, his mind changed rapidly, and he calmed down and said: "The poor nun explains the Dharma to the predestined people, and sometimes confusion is inevitable. It seems that the poor nun has told this story to the old lady before. I hope the old lady can forgive me."
The old lady was silent and looked at Master Zhizhen hesitantly, as if she was looking at him carefully. Master Zhizhen stood there quietly, his eyes slightly lowered, his hands clasped together, looking solemn and detached.
After a long while, the old lady said: "Although the mage is transcendent, he is still imprisoned in this mortal body. It is inevitable that there will be things that he cannot remember, so it doesn't matter."
Master Zhizhen was convinced, clasped his hands together, and said the Buddha's name: "Old lady, understanding."
"Feng He, please send Master Zhizhen back to rest first."
"Yes, madam."
Feng He responded and sent Master Zhizhen out of Jingyuntang.
The old lady sat there without moving, staring at the back of Master Zhizhen carefully, but every move of the other party seemed to be no different from the Master Zhizhen in her impression.
Gongsun Wanyan didn't understand the reason and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong with mother? But is there something wrong?"
The old lady murmured: "Perhaps I am over-attentive. When Master Zhizhen teaches the Dharma to believers, it is inevitable that he will have to say some allusions with profound meanings. It is not surprising that sometimes he cannot remember clearly."
Lan Qi was born in the family and had served the old lady for many years, almost never leaving. When Master Zhizhen came to the house, although she was not very old, she clearly remembered Master Zhizhen telling this story. She had just thought about it. He warned, but the old lady seemed to listen very carefully, so she did not interrupt.
At this time, she heard what the old lady said and said with relief: "There have been a lot of things in the house recently, and the old lady may be too nervous. How can there be lies in a person like Master Zhizhen. However, the slave thought that Master Zhizhen's mountain collapsed. His appearance has not changed before, but now it seems that he is just a mortal with only one life."
The old lady had already lost her guard. After hearing her words, she remembered something and frowned again, "Master Zhizhen is of course a mortal. She once said that monks also have emotions and desires, but they are more indifferent than ordinary people. She still wants something in her heart, but it's just different from what ordinary people want."
"When the old lady said this, the slave also vaguely remembered it. It seemed that Master Zhizhen said that if you can escape from the mortal body and leave this world, it is a dream."
Gongsun Wanyan said in surprise: "Why does it feel like this Master Zhizhen seems to hate this world very much?"
The old lady's eyes darkened a bit, "So someone like Master Zhizhen, who takes life and death lightly, will be moved by the suspicion of others? Although I don't know what went wrong, I always feel that this is unusual. "
Just as he was talking, someone came to report from outside, "Old madam, grandma has returned home and is coming to you."
"You were so anxious to come to me as soon as you got home. Could something have happened?"
"The eldest grandma didn't say anything. She just asked the girl next to her to go and take a look at the courtyard where Master Zhizhen rests."
The old lady's breath was stagnant, she looked at Gongsun Wanyan, and told Lan Qi, "You should go and have a look too."
Lan Qi knew something was wrong, so she agreed and ran out holding up her skirt.
Not long after, Li Qingyi entered Jingyuntang.
The old lady looked towards her, her expression inevitably showing a hint of nervousness.
Li Qingyi saw her appearance and asked in surprise: "What happened in the house again?"
Gongsun Wanyan said on behalf of the old lady: "Just now, my mother invited Master Zhizhen to come over and talk. Master Zhizhen actually told my mother an allusion that she had told her before. My mother felt that it was a little strange, but she was not sure. But you, why did you do it as soon as you returned home? I asked people to find Master Zhizhen, did something happen?"
Li Qingyi was startled. She didn’t expect that the fake Master Zhizhen would actually show such a flaw. She thought for a while and did not directly say that Master Zhizhen was fake. Instead, she said: "A headless female corpse was found on the street. She was five years in length." She is five inches tall, about forty years old, fair-skinned, wearing a monk's robe... she is a nun!"
The old lady's expression changed immediately.
Gongsun Wanyan took a breath, "Is it possible..."
The old lady looked at Li Qingyi and said, "The description of this headless female corpse is very consistent with Master Zhizhen. Based on your judgment, do you think that the identity of this person in the mansion is false?"
Li Qingyi nodded slightly, "I first became suspicious because I saw a neat crack on Master Zhizhen's rosary, and there seemed to be coagulated blood inside. Today I saw neat cuts on the neck of the headless female corpse on the street. , The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong, so I hurried back to the house, but I didn’t expect that the old lady also noticed something unusual."
At this point, Lan Qi ran in panting and reported, "Old madam, Master Zhizhen wanted to run away, but he was caught by the maid of the great grandmother!"
"What!" The old lady stood up, her face darkened, "Humph, there is no need to doubt this time, this truth must be false! Let's go over and have a look!"
After everyone left the Jingyuntang Hall, Silan asked Li Qingyi in a low voice, "Why didn't the girl just tell the old lady directly that you were sure that Master Zhizhen was fake?"
Li Qingyi said: "The answer that is obtained too easily is not very credible. It is better to deepen the old lady's suspicion and let her investigate by herself. Only in this way will the results be more influential. Furthermore, the old lady and I investigated the matter at the same time. Once something raises suspicion, we will resonate with each other and unknowingly establish a cooperative relationship. This is a good opportunity to get close to the old lady."
Hearing this, Isatis quietly stretched out a thumb from under her sleeve.
Li Qingyi smiled, "Of course, I said this because I couldn't explain Baili Jing to the old lady. This matter can't be let out for the time being. I guess that Baili Jing was suddenly killed, and Wei Shicheng would act as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams. My second uncle is waiting for him to ask for favors!"
Seeing where Master Zhizhen was, Silan whispered in a low voice: "This Master Zhizhen was found by the princess. First it was Zichen, and now it is Master Zhizhen. I wonder if the old lady will doubt the princess?"
Li Qingyi said: "I am also thinking about this issue... I will have to have a good chat with my second aunt later. I saw how relaxed she looked. She must have asked about the criticism."
When they arrived at the place, Master Zhizhen was being pinned to the ground by Chang Ning with his arms twisted, and a small baggage was thrown next to him. The baggage spread out, revealing the customs clearance document inside, which was the identity of Master Zhizhen.
The old lady said solemnly: "I heard that Master Zhizhen was leaving, why didn't you let anyone know? I might have lost my identity as a Master by climbing over the wall and leaving."
Chang Ning let go of Zhi Zhen and allowed her to speak.
Chizhen stood up, lightly dusted his body, and still maintained the demeanor of an expert. He put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name slowly, "The old lady misunderstood. The poor nun does want to leave, but It’s not that I want to climb over the wall and leave, but that I’m chasing a thief.”
"Little thief?"
The old lady couldn't be sure whether her words were true or false, so she glanced at Li Qingyi hesitantly.
Li Qingyi asked Changning, "Changning, when you came here, did you see anyone suspicious?"
Chang Ning shook his head, "When I came over, I saw Master Zhizhen climbing up the wall. She seemed to know some light-weight skills. I was afraid that she would run away...I was afraid that she would just leave the house, so I stopped her."
When Li Qingyi heard this, he looked at Master Zhizhen and said, "It turns out that Master can also do kung fu."
Master Zhizhen looked calm and not panicked, "Although a poor nun is not proficient in martial arts, he must have some ability to protect himself. Otherwise, how can he travel around the world?"
Her explanation makes sense.
But the old lady frowned, obviously not believing such an excuse, and asked Li Qingyi, "There should be many guards around the palace, right?"
Li Qingyi did not deny it and said with a smile: "After Zhenlang returned to the palace, he arranged a lot of guards to protect the palace. Not to mention small thieves, even big thieves will never be able to enter and exit the palace freely."
Everyone looked at Zhizhen again.
"Amitabha, this poor nun doesn't know."
Li Qingyi cursed in his heart, this fake nun is really good at pretending!
"Chang Ning, Master Zhizhen will not be frightened when he encounters a thief. Go and invite Miss Xie over and give the Master a diagnosis and treatment."
Changning agreed and went immediately.
Gongsun Wanyan asked in a low voice: "Yi'er, is it possible that Miss Xie can tell whether Master Zhizhen's identity is real or fake?"
The old lady was standing next to her, and naturally heard her "Yier". She glanced at her daughter, pursed her lips, but said nothing.
However, Master Zhizhen said: "The benefactor is worried about me, but the poor nun is not frightened, so there is no need to bother thanking the benefactor."
Li Qingyi smiled slightly, looked at Master Zhizhen and said: "Master Zhizhen is a master of Taoism. A mere thief will certainly not be able to scare the Master, but this is in the palace after all. We cannot neglect the Master. We must let Miss Xie Come here and check Master’s pulse, then you can feel at ease if nothing happens.”
As soon as Gongsun Wanyan heard this, he knew that Xie Rao would be able to tell something through the pulse.
A flash of panic flashed in Master Zhizhen's eyes over there, and he quickly lowered his eyes to hide his expression.
The old lady kept staring at her closely, and she knew what was going on, so she acquiesced and let Li Qingyi do the trouble.
Soon, Xie Rao arrived here.
She had just returned home with Li Qingyi, and she had already been prepared to wait in her courtyard. When she saw Master Zhizhen, she said, "Xie is not talented, and is willing to diagnose the master's pulse for the palace."
Master Zhizhen was able to give Mrs. He acupuncture together with Xie Rao, so he obviously had medical skills, but since he couldn't heal himself, she had no choice but to stretch out her wrist.
Xie Rao put his fingers on Master Zhizhen's wrist and closed his eyes in concentration.
After a while, she opened her eyes and said, "This is indeed the pulse of a person in his forties."
The old lady and Gongsun Wanyan both frowned. Isn't it a bit hasty to confirm a person's age based only on their pulse?
Li Qingyi was not in a hurry and motioned for Xie Rao to continue.
