Ruan Qingchou whispered a few words into Abbot Kongxing's ear, and Abbot Kongxing nodded.
Abbot Kongxing stood in front of the crowd and said to everyone: "I'm afraid that the people from the Lu Sect will not let it go. I would like to invite all fellow Jiangnan Taoists to discuss matters in the guest hall."
Under the arrangement of the monks, everyone moved to the guest hall of Huatan Temple. When Li Luo was about to take Xiao Yu there, Li Kun came over.
"Luoluo, who is this?" Li Kun stood behind her and pointed at Xiaoyu.
Li Luo replied: "Brother, a friend of mine, I brought him here to play."
Li Kun frowned and said, "Follow me to the guest hall to discuss matters and let him leave."
Li Luo said anxiously: "Brother, he is the second brother of the inn that day. You also know him. Can I take him with me..."
Li Kun thought for a while, nodded, and then solemnly replied: "No."
Li Luo frowned and looked at her brother, with a hint of longing in her eyes. She didn't want to offend Xiao Yu's face.
When Xiaoyu saw this, he didn't force it and said to Li Luo: "Luo Luo, you have business to do, so I can't disturb you. I'll come and play with you another day."
After Xiaoyu finished speaking, he cupped his fists and saluted Li Kun and Li Luo, then turned and left.
Li Luo said apologetically: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, I'll treat you to something delicious some other time!"
Xiao Yu turned around, smiled slightly, and nodded, "Okay." After saying that, she walked down the stone steps along the main entrance of Huatan Temple.
Li Luo followed Li Kun to the Zhi Ke Hall of Huatan Temple to discuss matters.
Xiaoyu hadn't walked long, and before he left the temple along the bluestone road, two monks wearing bamboo hats hurried towards Yangzhou City.
Xiao Yu thought for a moment and realized that these two people were probably young monks sent by Huatan Temple to find out where Lu Jiao had settled down, so he didn't need to pay any attention to them.
He happened to also want to know where the people of the Lu Sect would settle down, but he didn't have to worry. If these sects in the temple didn't leave, he was afraid that the people of the Lu Sect would also stay there. Sooner or later, he knew where the Lu Sect would stay. things.
It is difficult to get those boxes of gold. Gold is not a silver note, and it would be too troublesome to take it away. However, a gold bead is quite good. Counting the white jade carving base, its value should not be worth ten thousand taels. If you can get it, you can get it. A lot of disaster money.
The Lu Sect is a foreign sect of the Xiongnu, and has always been a sect that has been scorned by the Central Plains sects. If it had not been too powerful, I am afraid that the sects in Huatan Temple would have started fighting with them.
Stealing something from a bad person is not called stealing, it is called taking.
Xiao Yu is a killer, and he is also a very smart killer. Although he rarely does things like stealing, he has done a lot of deception and abduction with the old man and the master. He has been influenced by everything and has learned a lot.
Let's go to the city and wander around. If it's the place where Mr. Lu stays in Yangzhou, it's convenient to steal there. If not, it's okay to deceive and kidnap. If you don't want to take too much, you just want that sparkling golden bead.
Sunset.
Beside Zuiyu Tower.
The old storyteller of Lao Ma Tea House has already taken the guy back home. There is only one young man sitting in the tea house, and a few idle regular customers from the neighborhood are drinking and admiring the scenery on the lake.
Xiaoyu walked to the lake.
It has been sunny these days, so Uncle Liu did not go fishing at the landscape trestle behind Huatan Temple, but by Laomaqiao, where he often fished.
Lao Liu, an old man, a bald shopkeeper, tied a willow rope to a donkey with a tuft of white hair on his forehead.
Old Liu tied a donkey, and the donkey was eating grass. An old man sat by the grass. The old man was motionless, holding a fishing rod to fish for fish in the water. Several fish were staying at the bottom of the water, looking at the calm lake. There was a bald man on the lake. shadow.
The owner of this shadow is stroking the few hairs on his head through the reflection on the lake.
The bald shopkeeper of Lao Ma Tea House had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he came to sit and chat with the old man who fished at Xiyun Lake every day.
No, I'm tired of talking, and I'm taking care of myself. I'm already bald and only have a ring of hair on the edges.
Seemingly but not quite, he put a few hairs from his ears back and forth on his bald head, thinking about how to arrange them to look good.
"Hey, I'm missing a few hairs." The bald shopkeeper looked at the shadow and sighed.
Xiaoyu walked past them, stood beside the bald shopkeeper with a smile, looked at the round bald face in the water, and said, "Shopkeeper, why are you sighing? Everything will be fine."
The bald shopkeeper looked at Xiao Yu's green and lush hair reflected in the water, with envy in his eyes. After listening to Xiao Yu's words, he smiled and said:
"The young man has such a sweet mouth..." The bald shopkeeper smoothed the sparse hair on his brow again, and was about to say the next part of the sentence, "Come to the tea shop tomorrow to listen to books, and I will give you a bowl of tea for free." drink. 'when.
But she saw Xiaoyu's reflection in the water with a bad smile on her face, and heard him add: "Hahaha, it will be fine. For example, your old hair will become thinner!!"
The bald shopkeeper almost stumbled into the lake out of anger after hearing this.
"Little bastard, if you come to listen to a book tomorrow, you will have to pay for sitting on the railing!!!" The bald shopkeeper cursed at Xiao Yu after he sat firmly.
Xiao Yu muttered, "Tsk, tsk, tsk... Boss, stingy people will also lose hair."
The bald shopkeeper ignored Xiao Yu lazily and stood up to say hello to Uncle Liu, "Uncle Liu, I'm going back now. I'll catch some bigger fish tomorrow and keep them for my tea shop. I'd better ask the waiter to pick them up."
When Uncle Liu heard this, he raised his hand and waved, and said "walk slowly" out of his mouth.
Xiaoyu took a few steps and was tinkering with the fish basket that Uncle Liu had placed in the water.
Uncle Liu curled his lips and stared at the calm lake surface that Xiaoyu had disturbed by playing with the fish basket. He sighed, "Stop messing with it. You have disturbed all the fish in the water."
Xiaoyu buried her head and replied: "It's getting late, it's time to go."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Liu retracted the fishing line steadily and tied it to the fishing rod. He looked at Xiaoyu and said, "Let's go, I'll go back now."
Xiao Yu helped Uncle Liu pack his things and led the donkey to go back.
On the path flanking the Lao Ma Tea House, two young monks were seen passing by.
Xiao Yu took a glance and saw that it was the two young monks who were hurriedly coming down the mountain from Huatan Temple.
Xiao Yu was a little puzzled and thought to herself: Why did these two monks appear here? Could it be that the people from the Lu Sect rested in this remote city instead of living in the main city?
Uncle Liu looked at the two young monks and muttered: "These two monks pass by here every day at this time. Haha, I didn't catch the big fish, but I was spotted by this shrimp first. Annoying, annoying."
After listening to this, Xiao Yu understood that it turned out that these two monks were not there to track the whereabouts of Lu Jiao, but that people from Huatan Temple came to check on Uncle Liu because they felt that Uncle Liu had been fishing in Xiyun Lake all day long.
An old man, a young man and a donkey went up to Laomaqiao and returned to Liushu's tavern.
Aunt Li was sighing with Uncle Six in the yard, whispering that another Chinese religion had come to the city, and she was afraid that the tavern would be even more afraid to open...
After dinner, Aunt Li said goodbye to Uncle Six and went back.
Uncle Six sent him away, and he didn't know if he would come back. Uncle Liu was drinking alone in the yard, looking a little melancholy.
Xiaoyu was lying on the stone bench, looking at the sparse stars in the sky and the missing moon.
He was thinking about his third and final mission in Jiangnan.
This mission is about the murder of hundreds of people on the Huaijiang River five years ago.
A large ship carrying hundreds of people on its bow passed by the Huaijiang River on the east side of Chunhua Valley in Yangzhou. All the people on the ship were killed and the ship sank in the river. None of the hundreds of people on board survived. It was a case of hundreds of people sinking.
He was also thinking about where the Lu Church would stay in Yangzhou City, and how he could steal or deceive the valuable gold bead.
