Behind the kitchen of Jialan Temple, Wu Qi really discovered how important good character is to a person. He understood the whole thing thoroughly without much effort.
After listening to Wu Qi's words, little monk Jue Chen thought about it carefully and said, it seems that a great uncle suddenly came to the kitchen.
Because there are already many fire-headed monks in the kitchen, and the kitchen is a very hard job, no one will pass by the kitchen easily. Just yesterday, when the little monk Juechen was bathing several dogs, a shadow suddenly blocked him. In front of him, he raised his head and looked at the person he was looking at. It was an old monk with shiny white eyebrows. He knew this person, his great-uncle, the Third Duan Master.
He hurriedly stood up and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, what are your instructions, uncle?"
Monk San Duan looked at the local dogs behind him with a smile, and asked: "Whose disciple are you? What is your dharma name? What are you responsible for in the kitchen?"
Little monk Juechen did not dare to be careless and hurriedly replied: "Amitabha, great uncle of Master Qi, my Buddhist name is Juechen, and I am a disciple of Master Lokong. I was ordained and came to Jialan Temple three years ago. I am mainly responsible for taking care of the kitchen. Hygiene and keeping these dogs.”
"Oh? Do you raise these dogs?"
"It was raised by my disciples. The kitchen was infested with rats, so I raised a few dogs to catch mice."
After hearing this, Monk San Duan nodded and left. Young Monk Juechen didn't think anything of it at first, but that night, he was called by Master Kong, who asked him why he had offended an uncle in the temple, so that he could go along with him. Take your temper out on yourself.
Jue Chen felt aggrieved. He had never offended anyone, let alone his master and uncle. That night he was punished by the wall in front of the master's door and was not allowed back until the next day when it was time to cook. As soon as I came back, I saw Huang Mao being killed!
Wu Qi told Chu Mu and the others what they had learned. Chu Mu thought for a while and looked at Kong Miaozhi: "What do you think, Liu Liu?"
Kong Miaozhi thought for a moment: "Senior brother, do you know about San Duan?"
Chu Mu nodded: "I came here a while before you, and I also have a general understanding of these three-generation masters. Monk San Duan's real name is Mo Xiu, and he is a descendant of the seven heroes of Penglai Mountain. He was recruited not long ago. The Jialan Temple where Master Sansi accepted a disciple for his master. I don’t know why Master Sansi accepted him. So I’m not particularly sure.”
Kong Miaozhi whispered to himself: "Moxiu~Moxiu! The Seven Heroes of Penglai Mountain, Zi Wuyu, Master Sansi..." Kong Miaozhi's eyes suddenly lit up as he thought about it, and he immediately said to Wu Qi: " Third Senior Brother, go and find out if there are anyone else missing in the temple! Go, go, go!"
Wu Qi complained in a low voice: "Why is it me again? Liu, just say whatever you think of. I'll go after you finish!"
Chu Mu glared at him: "Just go if I tell you to, what nonsense is that!" Wu Qiyi saw that the elder brother was really anxious, so he didn't dare to say anything more, turned around and went out.
Chu Mu turned around and asked Kong Miaozhi: "Lao Liu, did you think of something?"
Kong Miaozhi frowned and shook his head: "Senior Brother, do you know what's most troublesome about stripping silk and cocoons? It's finding the thread. If there is no thread, if there is no thread, there is nothing to pull out. We don't have thread now, so I use I came up with a brutal method, assuming that I would cut the scissors down to a certain place and cut out a thread, but I don’t know if it can be removed completely. "
Gu Wu was tapping the table with his fingers. This was a way for him to express his annoyance. He knew that neither he nor his senior brother understood what Lao Liu meant, so he was waiting for his senior brother to ask Lao Liu. As expected, Chu Mu said that he didn't understand it and asked Lao Liu to explain it clearly.
Kong Miaozhi sighed: "We don't know what the matter is like. No matter how I calculate it, I am not the party involved, and I just want to find a strong evidence to prove that what I said is right. , if there is no evidence at all, there is only one way. Let me first assume the most likely scenario, which is what I told you last night. Assume that everything I said before is correct, that is, the one who is most familiar with us The man did all this, so why did he do it and what will he do next? It has nothing to do with reasoning at this time. I just need a little information. Just so I know something that you don’t know. But I can’t say , Don’t ask me why, I just can’t say it. However, what I can tell you now, if I am right, is that there is already a lot of chaos outside Jialan Temple.”
Sure enough, within the time of a stick of incense, Wu Qifeng ran in from the outside and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Elder brother, something bad is going to happen!"
Chu Mu was shocked, but then he thought about what could be worse than losing his master. In just a moment, Wu Qi ran into the house from the door: "Senior Brother, something bad has happened. A dozen people have disappeared in Jialan Temple for no reason!!"
Kong Miaozhi hurriedly followed and asked, "Has anyone found out?"
Wu Qi gasped and said: "When I went out, I saw groups of monks in the temple patrolling back and forth with sticks for some reason. Moreover, there were guards in front of our wing and all other wings. I stopped a little boy. The monk wanted to ask what happened, but unfortunately the monk refused to say anything and was in a hurry, as if he was looking for something. Later, I met Shanxi Chengwan and found out what happened. Brother, do you know? All the people with Jialan All the masters of the third generation in the temple and their descendants have disappeared, including their followers, who suddenly disappeared overnight! Now the master of the temple is presiding over all the monks and they are looking for these lost people."
Chu Mu was stunned after hearing this. As if he didn't understand what Wu Qi was talking about, he repeated his words: "You mean all the masters of the third generation have disappeared?"
Wu Qi wiped his sweat and said, "Yes, all the masters of the third generation, including Master Sanmo who entered the temple yesterday, have all disappeared. Not only that. Their descendants and followers have also disappeared. Got it!"
Chu Mu finally realized that he didn't even need to look at Kong Miaozhi to know that there was going to be chaos in Jialan Temple! If there were no people from Jialan Temple at this Daoguo Conference, these wild men would have turned against the guests. Once the relics are not found, the Jialan Temple will definitely be demolished. Where have Master and these masters gone? ! ! ! "
Kong Miaozhi also sat down on the chair. He finally knew that he was right, but why? What exactly does Master want to do? He has followed Master for so long, and he understands Master's temperament and character. Although my master is a little irritable sometimes. But it will never be aimless. There must be a reason why he did this. What is the reason?
He suddenly felt that he didn't understand Master.
Du Jie slowly woke up and felt that the surroundings were very depressing. This feeling was not at all in the wing. He clearly felt that he was locked in a small space, but the surroundings were dark and he could hardly turn left and right. , he tried to turn over. Fortunately, I can move. He slowly moved his body to get up bit by bit, and then felt with his hands that there were actually walls all around him. He wanted to stand up, but when he was about to stand up, his forehead was hit by something above him. He touched his head carefully and found that it was also sealed. He thought for a long time and suddenly realized that this box-like thing was a coffin, wasn't it? Was he put in a coffin?
How can it be? Why was he suddenly put in a coffin when he woke up? He only remembered that the third senior brother suddenly clicked on him a few times, and then he fell unconscious. Could it be that Third Senior Brother did it? No reason? Who is it? For what purpose? Du Jie suddenly felt a burst of strength from nowhere. His hands and feet knocked hard on the coffin wall. The coffin made a dull thumping sound, and after a while, suddenly there was light on his head. He looked up and found that it was the light of a torch. He hadn't been exposed to light for a long time, and this light was very dazzling. It turned out that the coffin was not completely sealed, and he had left a hole the size of a palm for himself. This may be to ensure that the people inside can breathe.
Soon, a familiar voice came: "Lao Qi? Are you awake?"
When Du Jie heard it, it was his master's voice. He shouted with joy: "Master, is it you? Where am I? Why can't I see you. Master~Master!"
Slowly, a face popped out of the hollow. Du Jie used the light of the torch to see clearly that it was Tianjisou. Tianjisou looked at Du Jie without any expression at all. Du Jie suddenly realized that something was wrong. He seemed to have thought something wrong. Tianjisou said in a conspiratorial tone: "It's a pity that you know something you shouldn't know. Moreover, I am short of life now, so I have to kill you! Du Jie, don't blame me!" After Tianjisou finished speaking, he shouted to the people behind him. Said: "People are awake, we can start!"
Before Du Jie understood what was going on, an unknown liquid poured into the hole. He smelled it and saw that it was fine sorghum wine. This is a strong drink that can almost be set on fire. Du Jie roared and struggled.
"Why! Why Master! Why!"
He shouted and was suddenly slapped.
"Du Jie, wake up! Wake up quickly!"
Du Jie woke up in a daze. He saw himself lying on a futon, and his teacher Tianjisou was looking at him nervously. When he saw his master, he instinctively retreated. Tianjisou was stunned: "What's wrong? Child?"
"I..." Du Jie patted his mind and finally remembered what happened just now, but he understood that he must have been dreaming just now. But he didn't know why this dream was so real. He looked at his teacher's face with instinctive fear and rejection.
"Just wake up, Du Jie. You don't have much time. Listen to me. You have to stay here until the end of the Daoguo Conference the day after tomorrow. But don't worry, there are other people here. Several of your uncles and I are going Do one thing. I don’t want anyone to disturb you. This is the inner temple of Jialan Temple, known as Xiaoxitian. Don’t be idle these three days. Look at the scriptures and murals around you. They are all secrets that have not been passed down from generation to generation. This time I will send you all The younger generation brought them here, on the one hand, for control, on the other hand, for refuge, and another reason is these martial arts."
