Quickly put on my sick hero

Chapter 190
"Xiao Er, do you have anything from the benefactor Luo?"

After a while, Master Yuankong stopped knocking on the wooden fish, closed his eyes, and kept turning the beads in his palm.

Xiao Zhuo paused, then whispered: "No."

"I remember I told you that back then, because I predicted some disasters that would happen in Nanliang, I learned Buddhist scriptures and became Master Yuankong."

"Ok?"

Xiao Zhuo was a little puzzled, not knowing why the old monk brought up this matter.

"Last night, the immortal came to give me another dream, saying that the Ziwei star in the southeast corner was dim, and was shrouded in clouds of black air, fearing disaster for the country."

Xiao Zhuo thought for a while, and frowned.This Ziwei star symbolizes the emperor of Nanliang, Ziwei star is dim, it is impossible...

"Is this related to that Taoist priest?"

Mo Huaiyu, the Taoist priest who stole Jiu'er's eyes, came up with such a vicious method, and hibernated for decades, in order to disturb the prosperity of Nanliang?
"Taoist priest?"

Afterwards, Xiao Zhuo explained the whole thing.

"Mo Huaiyu?"

Hearing this name, Master Yuankong smiled, very reluctantly.

"His dharma name is Xuanyu, which is his layman's name. At that time, when I saw Lord Luo's symptoms, he was the first thing I thought of. I think if he is still in the temple, there may be other ways, maybe The benefactor Luo was cured immediately.

It never occurred to her that the tragic situation of benefactor Luo was her handwriting. "

After Xiao Zhu heard this, he frowned fiercely, "Master, do you know him?"

Master Yuankong put down the prayer beads in his hand, looked up at the golden Buddha statue in front of him, and said slowly.

"He grew up with me. You know my temperament, childish nature, and a little lazy. He helped me complete many things.

There is a rule in the temple that every five years, one of the outstanding disciples will be selected to become the abbot, and then there is a high chance of becoming the next abbot. "

Having said that, Master Yuankong lowered his eyes and continued to whisper:

"He was better than me in everything from homework to hard work, but because I received guidance from an immortal, the abbot thought that I could understand God's will and was a person with Buddha connections, so he gave me a spot in that class.

Xuanyu left since then and never came back. "

"I feel deeply guilty about this matter. I sent someone to find him and wanted to make up for it, but I didn't expect that he would go to such an extreme point..."

"Amitabha."

After listening to Xiao Zhuo, he didn't expect such a reason, and finally knew why the old monk knelt on the futon uncharacteristically and chanted scriptures.

It turned out that he was actually repenting for a trace of regret in his heart.

However, in Xiao Zhu's opinion, the old monk was not at fault for this whole matter.If you want to blame, you can only blame good luck.

Xiao Zhuo stepped forward to help the old monk up, and said in a low voice: "Master, this is not your fault."

"Then Mo Huaiyu has escaped, do you know where he might be hiding?"

The old monk also came to his senses, and he didn't have much time to worry about the spring and autumn.

"According to the instructions of the immortal, it is in the southeast corner, which happens to be the area of ​​the temple. As far as I know, we had to carry water from the mountain to the temple every day, and we found an abandoned cabin by accident."

"Maybe you can try to find this place."

Xiao Zhuo was overjoyed, and hurried up the mountain.

This night, the night slowly enveloped the earth.The moonlight is like water, pouring on the surface of the lotus pond, like a slipping ribbon.Occasionally, I heard a few cicadas chirping, which added a lot of excitement to the summer night in the palace.

"Your Majesty, Lord Liu of Qin Tianjian is already waiting." An old eunuch hurried in.

"Quick, hurry up."

Hearing this, the emperor immediately stopped what he was doing, and unconsciously glanced out, a little impatiently.

"Master Yuankong from Jing'an Temple came to report just now, saying that Ziwei Xing is dim. Master Liu, is it true?"

After all, he has been the emperor for more than ten years, and he still has the ability to make people shudder when he speaks his tone.

After a man heard this, beads of sweat kept rolling on his forehead, "It's true...it's true."

"Oh? Doesn't this mean that I am about to die in the West?" The emperor picked up the wine glass and kept playing with it in his hands.

"That's not the case." Master Liu immediately knelt down when he heard that, "Your Majesty is as blessed as the East China Sea, and the Ziwei Star is dim because there is an anomaly surrounding it. As long as the anomaly is eliminated, the Dixing Star will surely shine."

"Weichen and Master Yuankong have determined that this thief is hiding in the back mountain of Jing'an Temple. Your Majesty will send people to catch him, and this phenomenon will definitely be broken."

Mr. Liu of Qin Tianjian was very eloquent in cross talk, he explained the matter clearly in a few sentences, and saved his life.

"Okay, come here. Give me an order to send the First Prince to lead the Imperial Forest Army to arrest the thieves."

The old eunuch had just walked a few steps when he was stopped again.

"Hey, come back. This matter... let the third child handle it."

Let the old lady monitor, she has a plan in mind.The Prime Minister fell, but the Third Highness Liang Ye was favored by the Holy Majesty.I am afraid that this East Palace will finally be occupied by people.

This Mo Huaiyu is a cautious person. A few years ago, he had already regarded this small wooden house as his settlement.

"Hey, have you seen these intensely colored flowers? All of them were transplanted from the southern border to raise Gu."

The old monk said with a sigh, "Back then, he was punished by the abbot to kneel down for learning these things secretly. I didn't expect that after so many years, he still embarked on this path."

After finishing speaking, the old monk gave Xiao Zhuo a sachet, "Bring it well, it can prevent insects."

"No need to knock. If you're here, come in."

A hoarse voice came from inside the wooden house, piercing and piercing, completely beyond Xiao Ju's expectation.

The old monk sighed again, touched the top of Guangming's head, "Amitabha", and then stepped in.

When Xiao Zhuo entered the door, he saw a man in cotton linen with disheveled hair and a big black robe over his body, busy on the desk.

"I knew it was you who came this afternoon. It has been more than ten years, and you are the only one who can find this place."

The man's voice was hoarse, with hints of helplessness.He shook his head, and continued to fiddle with the brown jars at hand, making crashing sounds from time to time.

After hearing this, the old monk hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Xuanyu, turn around and be right."

"Ah."

Mo Huaiyu sneered, and smashed the jar in his hand to the ground with a "bang".

"Turning back is the shore, turning back is the shore? Yuankong, I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still so naive."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head, rolled up all the hair that was covering his face, looked at the two people in front of him for the first time, and unconsciously curved his mouth, "Look, can I turn my head back?"

(End of this chapter)