Mingyi stared at the book blankly, his face that was sallow due to dehydration immediately opened a dye vat. After a while, he weakly called out to his junior brother.
"What are you asking Mingji to do?!" Master Yuankong became even more angry. He picked up his Zen belt and hit him, "Don't expect him to cover it up for you!"
"No, Master, it's really not this time..." Mingyi wanted to hide, but because he couldn't hide, he could only use his eyes to ask Li Congzhou for help.
Li Congzhou stepped forward helplessly, "Master, this time..."
"Don't beg for mercy, it's none of your business!"
Li Congzhou stepped in front of Mingyi and said, "Master, there is really something hidden this time."
"What's the secret?"
Li Congzhou paused and said that he bumped into Gu Yunqiu's master and servant when he came back, "They also bought a lot of books. It was dark, and we didn't hold a lamp when we picked up the books. Maybe they were sorted wrong. I can't blame senior brother."
Even though he said this, he was always thinking:
Did that little dandy bump into him on purpose, take advantage of him when he wasn't prepared, and try to use this filthy thing to harm him?
Master Yuankong frowned, looked at Li Congzhou and then at Mingyi, and finally chose to believe, "So that's it."
However, he still had a bad face towards Mingyi, "If you hadn't gone down the mountain and violated the precepts, you wouldn't have caused such a thing! Senior brother, if you don't act like a senior brother, Mingji will be led astray by you!"
"Also, since this thing belongs to Prince Ning, you should pay it back to him yourself and don't ask Mingji to handle it again, do you listen?!"
Mingyi nodded quickly.
Master Yuankong glared at him angrily, threw down his sleeves and left.
Under the moonlight, there was a gentle breeze in the Zen courtyard, and Li Congzhou watched his master leave.
After Master Yuankong had completely gone away, he stared at the thick ink-like night for a long time, then turned back to Mingyi, who was half lying on the bed, and said, "Senior brother, I will go out for a while. You turn off the lights and go to sleep first."
Mingyi didn't ask any more questions and waved his hand to show that he understood.
Li Congzhou exited and slowly closed the door. When he looked up again, his expression was stern and his pupils were deep, as if a ferocious beast dormant in the darkness had awakened——
He stepped on the wall and jumped out of the monk's house, walked quickly around the outside of the temple, and pulled out a tall black horse from the deep mountains and forests.
Li Congzhou climbed onto the horse by holding on to the saddle, leaned over and raised his whip, and the horse galloped down.
His goal was clear, and he headed straight to the western suburbs of the capital along the mountain road.
At this moment, the capital had already been locked up. Although he took some detours, he still arrived at Anxi Station, eighty miles west of the city, before midnight.
Northwest of the inn, there is a home store. A string of bright lanterns hangs in front of the store, with a big "grandson" written brightly on it.
Li Congzhou observed for a while, tied his horse behind a big tree a few feet away from the post station, and then walked quietly to the backyard of the wild store.
There was a fire burning in the middle of the yard, and two strong men were taking a nap holding a simple knife.
Sitting on the ground beside them were a dozen boys and girls tied together with iron chains. They were in ragged clothes and had no shoes on their feet. They all stared hatefully at the two strong men in the middle.
Li Congzhou sneered secretly, leaned on the wall and jumped into the courtyard.
He has practiced this night-walking technique since he was a child, and after two years of rebirth, he has put in a lot of effort, and has been able to climb on flat water, walk alone for thousands of miles, and chase the wind for thousands of miles.
He landed quietly, and no one in the courtyard even noticed him.
Li Congzhou did not hesitate, and jumped out from the shadow of the fire. He used the Eagle Claw skill with his left hand to directly grab the throat of one of them. He grabbed the Pu Dao with his right hand and wiped the other person's neck with Yun Huanyue.
There was a click sound accompanied by blood spurting out, the flames in the pond jumped up, and the two strong men fell to the ground silently.
The young girl who was tied and sitting on the ground looked at him in horror with her eyes wide open. But Li Congzhou just held the sword in his backhand and cut off the chains on their bodies one by one.
He didn't understand the Miao language, so he could only use the gestures used to communicate with Wuying in his previous life, and pointed to the south outside the courtyard.
Then he didn't care whether these Miao teenagers understood it or not, and went back to the second floor of Yedian - this was the property of the Ya man named Sun.
He opened an outdoor shop on the neighboring road on the first floor. When there was no business, he would sell some simple wine and food to passers-by. The second floor was where he lived.
Sun Ya had no idea what was happening in the hospital and was still lying on the bed fast asleep.
Li Congzhou kicked open the door and walked in step by step, dragging the knife in his hand.
The tip of the knife hung on the ground, emitting waves of permeating metallic sounds.
Sun Ya was awakened in bed. He opened his eyes and saw: the dim light of the waning moon depicted a figure holding a knife on the floor in front of the door.
He screamed strangely and shrank into the corner: "Wha, who is that person?!"
Li Congzhou didn't say anything nonsense. He flipped the knife over and aimed at Sun Ya with his forehand and threw it at him.
Baoguo Temple's martial arts originated from Shaolin. In addition to kicking and boxing, it also requires extremely high palm strength. Li Congzhou had studied and practiced diligently in the past two years, and a simple sword was like lightning, piercing Sun Ya's chest with a whoosh.
Sun Ya's eyes were cracked, his buck teeth were gaping, and he hissed in his throat. Blood gurgled out from the hole in his chest, soon staining the quilt and the entire bed.
Before returning to the temple, Li Congzhou inquired: This Ya man surnamed Sun started his family in the "two-legged sheep" business. That year there was a severe drought in Guanzhong and starvation spread all over the land. Many poor people changed their sons to eat.
Seeing business opportunities, Sun Ya abducted hundreds of children from the Kanto area.
Some were kidnapped directly, while others were redeemed from their families and introduced to Guanzhong as servants. However, when they went to Guanzhong, they were sold to local wealthy families at twenty or thirty times the market price and became their cooks.
Two-legged sheep are not sheep, but the business of eating human flesh.
That year, the dead in Guanzhong were lying on the ground, but several wealthy families were discussing that the meat of seven or eight-year-old girls was the best. The meat of boys tasted so sour that it hurt their teeth, so they should eat less "rams" for their grandchildren.
Later, the court found out about this matter, and Sun Ya paid a large sum of money to bribe the officials who were investigating the case. He was released from prison after only one year, and started his business of introducing people to errands again.
Looking at Sun Ya's dead body, Li Congzhou raised the corners of his mouth slightly and his eyes flashed with bloodlust.
He went forward and rummaged through it, lifting up the blood-stained cotton wool, and found a secret compartment under the bed as expected. The secret compartment contained a box of silver—probably what Sun Ya had accumulated over the years.
Li Congzhou took out the box, spread a piece of cloth on the ground and poured out the silver. Then he tied the bag of silver tightly and walked back to the side of the yard, throwing it to the group of Miao people:
"then."
The nearest young man took it, and the cloth bag spread out a corner, revealing the silver inside. A group of Miao people looked over in surprise, gesturing and asking why.
Li Congzhou raised his eyebrows and motioned to them again: "Let's go."
After saying that, he didn't care whether the Miao people understood or not, and returned to Sun Ya's room.
He stood beside the bed for a moment, and finally saw a money bag under Sun Ya's body. The money bag was half soaked in blood, and the originally dark yellow cloth was dyed dark red.
Li Congzhou sneered, took it out and weighed it twice, and put it back in his pocket without dissatisfying it.
Then he turned around and left the wild shop, went to the tree outside the post station to untie the reins, and urged the horse back to Jilong Mountain.
There was a crack of a whip, the black horse spread its hooves, and accompanied by the midnight bell of the inn, there was a thunderous sound of fire in the distance, and thick smoke rose from the northwest——
"Let's go, let's go!"
Li Congzhou didn't look back, he only deepened the smile on his lips under the blood-red waning moon.
Returning to the monk's residence, Li Congzhou unexpectedly found that the light in the room was still on.
He gently opened the door and found Mingyi flipping through the book with a red peony on the cover.
The pages of the book were filled with colors and illustrations. From a distance, they looked all white. Even though he had lived two lifetimes, Li Congzhou couldn't help but close his eyes and shouted angrily: "Senior brother!"
Mingyi was fascinated by what he said and was frightened by his voice. He subconsciously stuffed the book under his pillow and asked, "A-are you back?"
Li Congzhou stared at him with cold eyes.
Mingyi was not ashamed at all, "Senior brother is sick now. How can he return the book if he doesn't have the strength? He lies here with nothing to do, just look at what's important. When he gets better in the future, I will return it to him."
Knowing that his senior brother had such a temper, Li Congzhou rolled his eyes, turned around, got on the kang, and lay down face inside.
"Brother, turn off the lights."
Mingyi agreed, but only used his monk's robe to block the candlelight. When Li Congzhou fell asleep, he quietly took out the book:
To say that this wealthy family is really different, he has read a lot about this, but he has never seen such a unique one——
The books next to it are all about how men and women can be happy, and at most they add some monsters, gods, ghosts, and past and present lives.
This book is very different:
The story begins with a rich man who has killed his wife and falls in love with a handsome scholar. On the next page, the scholar asks the rich man to go out with the woman to see him goodbye. After five pages, the three of them are together. After eight pages, the stepmother and her mother have joined the fight.
Mingyi was so eye-opening that he couldn't stop reading. He read it all night and fell asleep with the book in hand.
The next day, Li Congzhou felt something covering his face as soon as he opened his eyes. He stretched out his hand and made a huffing sound, but thought it was a scroll falling off the bedside and didn't pay attention.
As a result, I sat up and took a closer look, only to see the sentence "Wearing armor and holding a gun, bursting into the red door", and there were two men on top of each other in obscene postures.
Li Congzhou took a heavy breath, and his eyes were instantly captivating.
He looked at Mingyi who was snoring beside him, grinded his teeth hard, and then stretched out his hand, and the thin pages of the book instantly shattered into pieces in his palm.
Li Congzhou rolled over his senior brother and got out of bed, and went to the mountains to fetch water and chop firewood as usual.
Only when passing by the Jiuqu Bridge, he took a sharp look in the direction of the Wangfu Courtyard——
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Separated by a wall, in the wing room.
Gu Yunqiu, who had woken up to study in the morning, was lying in front of the desk, holding the business books and reading them with gusto - snacks are useful for getting things done, and these books are very useful, and there is also a book about the lingo of the market, which is very suitable for him.
For example, the "pinch code" popular in Shaanxi and Shanxi areas means that buyers and sellers hide their hands in straw hats or cuffs and understand the price by touching each other's fingers, which can be kept confidential and not known to third parties.
Another example is the stall at the entrance of the canal. If the spout of the wine bottle is facing the back of the wine bottle, it means asking whether you are a member of the family or an outsider. To show your identity, you have to put the spout of the wine bottle and the spout of the wine bottle in line. Shun.
…
While watching, he suddenly sneezed twice in a row.
Dim Sum heard the sound and came over, "Master, are you cold?"
Gu Yunqiu rubbed the tip of his nose, "It's not cold."
Maybe someone was thinking about him behind his back?
——I don’t know who it is, but I want to mark him down early in the morning!
It's really rat belly and chicken intestines, so careful.
"By the way, snacks," he looked out the window and lowered his voice, "When I go to the main hall later, you tell me and I will take you to do something important-!"
