After the false alarm, senior brother wanted to take Yuan Hua back to Jinsha Temple, but he was reluctant.
"Senior brother, I have a heartfelt request..." Because Jinsha Temple has never allowed outsiders, now that Wu Fan is unconscious, Yuan Hua is also worried, but he is too embarrassed to speak. Seeing his senior brother turn around and leave, he still bites He gritted his teeth and said, "...can you bring the boss, no no, Wu Fan back to Jinsha Temple?"
Seeing that his senior brother didn't answer, he quickly continued to plead: "Just a few days, and when he wakes up, let him leave."
The senior brother looked at Yuan Hua expressionlessly, then he couldn't hold it back anymore and said with a slight smile: "This little benefactor is not an outsider. In fact, the master asked me to pick him up this time."
Yuan Hua thought that what the senior brother meant was that he recognized Wu Fan as his eldest brother, so it didn't count. So he said to his senior brother: "Then these people are with my boss, right..."
"No, especially this female benefactor, I hope you all will pay attention. When you get to Jinsha Temple, we will arrange a place for you. Don't worry about this."
Yuan Hua originally wanted to say something, but fortunately, Jinsha Temple is located on the border of the two cities, and the transportation is relatively developed, and everyone didn't seem to feel anything wrong, so they pursed their lips and stopped talking.
After the group of people walked a certain distance, the senior brother looked back, stopped and said, "Jade-faced scholar, won't you follow me?"
The jade-faced scholar waved his hand and replied: "Oh my, my words have been delivered, so I won't join in the fun. Besides, I don't want to be kicked out by the old bald guys! Let's just say goodbye."
"Okay, let's just say goodbye." After saying that, they strode away.
"Hey, tell me, are you a lucky star or a disaster star? You just showed a little bit of talent and you caused such a big disaster. If someone knows about your life experience, I'm afraid you will be in trouble!" The jade-faced scholar He jumped up to the roof, looked at the ruins of the wall in front of him, and sighed with emotion, "In my opinion, don't call you Wufan, just call it Wupai. You will suffer disaster wherever you go..."
"Lanshan pretty girl?" In the name of the third prince, Jin Zhuer protected Wu Fan and others all the way. But this time, before she could take action, he was dealt with. She kept watching and watched. When she saw that the person who picked up Wu Fan was someone from Jinsha Temple, she felt relieved. But the person in front of her, who was called the jade-faced scholar, looked more and more familiar to her. Suddenly, she looked startled and shouted subconsciously.
Hearing this name, the jade-faced scholar's heart skipped a beat. The pseudonym "Lanshan" is still the one he often used before, but most people respectfully call him "Mr. Lanshan". Those who are more familiar with him jokingly call him "Old Man Lanshan" because of his old voice. There is only one person in the world who calls him "Lanshan Pretty Boy".
He turned his head mechanically and looked to his side, only to see on the other side of the roof, standing a graceful woman in a black outfit. Her muscles were smooth and elegant, and she had the spirit of a heroine, even though her face was covered with a mask. , but from the shy and angry yet heroic eyes, he could see that this was a handsome woman, and he couldn't help but swallow.
Seeing the jade-faced book staring at her throat moving, she became even more angry and hit him with a strong wind. The jade-faced scholar said with a wry smile: "Did you recognize the wrong person for this girl?"
"You pretty boy, I've known you since I turned to ashes!" After saying that, he sped up, lowered his body, put his hands on the ground, and kicked the jade-faced scholar on the shoulder. I saw the jade-faced scholar swaying the folding fan in his hand to dissolve the power, and then took advantage of the situation to hold her ankle in his hand and was about to throw her out.
But how could she give up and use this power to lift her other foot and kick it out of the jade-faced scholar's crotch. The face of the jade-faced scholar changed, and he hurriedly buckled his knees to catch the fatal blow, yelling: "Jin Zhuying! Are you crazy?" But after saying this, he took a breath of air and wanted to slap his mouth hard. .
Hearing the jade-faced scholar call out this name, Jin Zhuer's eyes flashed with joy, and then she suddenly realized that her current posture was indeed a bit inappropriate, so she withdrew her attack and stood aside bitterly, like a harried woman.
The jade-faced scholar looked at the person in front of him with an embarrassed expression, and was about to speak when suddenly his expression brightened and he shouted into the distance: "This...I...hey? Third prince? Why are you here too? Tell me about the time I taught you Those things of yours, you should always instill in them more, lest they fight to the death when they see old friends, shouting and killing...it’s totally unreasonable!”
Jin Zhuer's expression changed when she heard this, and she quickly turned around: "Your Highness, the Third Prince, Jin Zhuer is about to go back to report a message, why are you here...? Huh?" She looked around to see where the Third Prince was around. The shadow looked back, but the jade-faced scholar didn't know where he had slipped away.
Jin Zhuer's eyes burned with anger, and she stamped her foot hard, destroying the last relatively complete courtyard. Then she vented her anger and left angrily.
After a long time, there was no movement around. Under a ruin not far away, the body of a disciple was slowly moved away, and the jade-faced scribe took a deep breath and came out. It turned out that just as he was hiding in, the corpse on top happened to slip down and cover the entrance of the cave for him, so Jin Zhuer didn't find it.
The jade-faced book straightened its clothes, retracted its previous cynical attitude, and bowed down to the corpse with great respect, "Thank you so much, brother, for coming forward to save me, but I will never be able to repay you for saving me in this life. Then I wish you to be reborn into a good family as soon as possible, and live a life of wealth and prosperity." After saying that, he clasped his hands together and recited something in a low voice, and saw a slight light rising from the corpse, and then disappeared. .
"Quick! Hide the things! The troublemaker has been brought back by Brother Yuanhuai!"
On the way, the senior brother had already sent people to settle the rest of the people. At this time, he carried Wu Fan on his back and took Yuan Hua back to Jinsha Temple. Seeing Yuan Hua return, these junior brothers rushed to tell each other and made a lot of noise.
"Buddhism is a pure place, no noise is allowed!" Hearing a commotion in the corridor, an older monk opened the door and angrily reprimanded him. When he saw Yuan Huai behind Yuan Huai, his expression changed, he quickly closed the door, and closed himself. The transcripts were hidden secretly.
The little monk Yuan Hua was naughty by nature, and he often stole the manuscripts and books of his fellow apprentices, but he had no choice but to suffer some hidden losses. This time, as soon as Yuan Hua left, they finally found relief and hurriedly took out the damp books in the cabinet to dry. Anyway, now that the troublemakers are gone, they don't have to hide and tuck them away. But now that he suddenly came back, everyone was afraid that the classics they had finally copied would be released again, so they hurriedly packed up their things.
"Master, Master is the best, help me save the boss!" Yuan Hua kept hinting that Wu Fan was one of his own, for fear that he would be kicked out by the Master.
"It needs to be saved, but Yuan Hua, if you are holding my leg now, how can I move around?" Master Wu Yan laughed.
Yuan Hua quickly let go of his hand. Master Buyan shook his head, then came to the bed, put his hand on Wu Fan's head, and felt it.
"At a young age, the five elements are hidden, and the mind is soft and meticulous. This accident has hurt the soul and the mind. If there is no human heart, ghosts and gods can be killed." Master Wu Yan thought for a while, then turned to Yuan Hua and asked, "Yuan Hua Hua, I wonder how well you remember the things on those paper kites."
"I've written it all down." Yuan Hua didn't know why the master suddenly asked this, so he could only answer honestly.
"Then there is nothing to worry about for the time being." Master Wu Yan nodded, "This little benefactor is just unwilling to wake up for the time being. If the master wants to forcefully wake him up, I am afraid it will hurt him. These days, he will be left to You take care of him, just silently recite the meditation formula next to him every day, and never use the six-character formula indiscriminately."
Yuan Hua nodded solemnly, moved a stool and sat next to Wu Fan, closed his eyes, and uttered low and long words in his mouth. Master Wu Yan at the door nodded slightly and turned around to leave.
Early the next morning, the entrance of Jinsha Temple was noisily crowded with people. It looked like they were about to rush into the temple, but a group of monks blocked the entrance. Because the two masters were practicing meditation outside, the only person in charge of the temple was Master Wuyan. Hearing the commotion at the door, he slowly walked over, clasped his hands and said, "I don't know what your donors are doing. Outsiders are not welcome in the temple. Donors, let’s talk here.”
"Old bald donkey, don't think I don't know you hid that little bastard! You are all in the same group! Hand him over quickly, or don't blame me for setting fire to your wretched place!" There was a person in the crowd. The black-faced man spoke rudely, spitting spit and curses all over his mouth.
"Old senior, we heard that he was brought back to Jinsha Temple by your disciples. If you can't bring him back, it won't be solved by chatting next time." This man's words were polite on the surface. But there is also a knife hidden in the words, and there is a threat everywhere.
"Hand over the people! Hand over the people!" "Yes! Hand over the people to us!"
"Donors, I don't know where they come from? Who are you talking about? And I don't know who said that the person you are looking for is here with me?" Master Wu Yan still looked smiling, not caring at all about the fierce words of everyone.
"Old bald donkey! I'm afraid you will be frightened by what I say. Listen up! We are part of the first detachment of the elite troops of the Righteous Alliance for this Operation Breaking the Cauldron. Hahaha, hand over the people obediently. Our Righteous Alliance can still give you a way out!" The black-faced man laughed wildly.
"Righteous Alliance? Who dares to be this general? Who is the leader of this alliance?" Master Wu Yan still asked with a smile.
But this faint smile was a flattering smile in the eyes of the black-faced man. He said even more brazenly: "Of course it is our great Witch King..."
The man next to him quickly signaled the man to stop talking and said, "You can't talk about this!"
"Why can't you say it?" Master Wu Yan chuckled, "These so-called righteous paths, such as Taiyi Pavilion, Jianxingju, Bixiagu, etc., are now instigated by Wutuku, killing each other, and destroying their own... The foundation of the Yuhu Sect. What is this? Destruction and then establishment? Why can't you say it? Isn't it glorious? Isn't it shameful? If you, the so-called righteous alliance, were not the care and support of the Yuhu Sect, you would have been long gone. It has become your current leader’s bait.”
Master Wuyan, who had a calm expression, was neither impatient nor impatient, and spoke in a calm tone. Seeing that most of the people lowered their heads and remained silent, he continued: "I would like to know what kind of favors you people have received, or what excuses you have. ? You actually willingly became Wu Tu Ku’s lackey? Could it be that Wu Tu Ku has seized the Five Elements Cauldron and doesn’t want to use it to deal with you? It’s really ridiculous. Dear donors, while it’s still early, you can still have lunch when you go back, old monk I won’t give it away.”
The black-faced man had a gloomy look on his face. When he saw Master Wuyan, he turned around and left. He drew his sword and tried to force his way in. However, he only heard Master Wuyan shout loudly: "Back off!" Then he was slammed. Knocked back.
"Again and again, not again! If you still want to force your way in, the old monk will no longer stop you. After so many years, is the reason why Jinsha Temple remains standing? Is it really just a matter of indifference to the world? The origin of Jinsha Temple I’m afraid you may have forgotten, but I don’t care if I break the precept and remind you of it!”
Master Wuyan in front of them looked at them with an indifferent expression. His indifferent eyes were like looking at a group of dead people, which made these people feel chilled.
