[Comprehensive martial arts] Holy Monk

The servants of the Lin Mansion really arranged Fang and Chu in the same quiet courtyard.

In the courtyard, there are white walls and black tiles, and green bamboos reflect the moon. The two live in the east and west rooms separately.Late at night, the lights are dim, and the flowers cannot be seen, but people can smell the fragrance floating in the moonlight, as if there are still plum trees growing not far from the courtyard.

Fang Tianzhi politely declined the servant's service, after washing and washing, he extinguished the candle, sat alone on the bed and thought about all that happened today.

Selfishly speaking, he didn't want to believe that his uncle had lied to him, so he first thought about whether there were any loopholes in Lin Wangsun's words that he hadn't noticed at the time.In addition, he didn't want to believe what Ma Lianzhang said. Did the uncle really die in the sea like this?

But if it was fake, why did Ma Lianzhang lie?

After thinking about it, his heart moved, and he reached out to the bedside bag again, and took out the wooden box found in the uncle's room.

He had carefully observed and rubbed this box many times on the road, but found nothing special.Facing the dim moonlight, one can only see it is long and square, and it is roughly hewn from very common pear wood. The wood color is old and moist, obviously it has aged.

Fang Tianzhi gently pushed aside the shrapnel, the box was separated into two halves, and the inside was empty, not even the slightest peculiar smell. He looked at it for a while, but still couldn't find a trace to guess what was inside.

He let go of his thoughts and thought, the box is not big, if it is said to contain martial arts secret books, it would be too small, although the secret books are not written on paper, but on silk or even human skin, but if it is just like this However, there is no need for the person who came to take the uncle away, just kill him on the spot.Therefore, there may be some kind of token or some important evidence inside... There is also another possibility that the box was empty, and the person who came didn't get what he wanted, so he took the teacher away. uncle.

For some reason, the more he thought about it, the more worried Fang Tianzhi became.

A heavy thought suddenly flashed through his mind, if the uncle had recovered his memory just to trick him into coming to Haihou City, then naturally he would not be in danger.But if someone captures him, it must be the master uncle who knows some secrets about the contents of the box.If he had withstood the torture, he probably wouldn't be killed now, but what if he couldn't hold on and revealed the secret?

So the horse's face said that it sank into the sea of ​​corpses, isn't it the most likely truth?

Fang Tianzhi felt that he could no longer think like this.He turned his thoughts to Lin Wangsun.He has a portrait of his uncle in his hand, so there must be an inexplicable hatred between him and his uncle.If what he just said is true, the uncle is not in danger at this time, and he will definitely kill him to take revenge in the next few days, I have to ask the uncle the truth at that time, and then consider how to deal with it.And if he lies and deceives—

Then he couldn't believe every word he said.

Maybe the uncle is in his hands, maybe he is plotting to kill Chu Liuxiang, or maybe the people on the boat whose whereabouts are unknown are all fabricated by him.

The information he had received was so contradictory that Fang Tianzhi almost didn't know which one he wanted to be the truth.He sighed softly from the bottom of his heart, put the wooden box back into his burden, and sat up in cross-legged meditation.

Nothing happened all night, and early the next morning, he settled down and saw the bright sunshine coming in through the window, and the haze in his heart dissipated a little, so he opened the door and went out for a walk.There is a faint fragrance in the air, and the voices of people are silent. After walking not far, I saw a wintersweet tree with beautiful branches leaning against a stone by an ice pool. Shi Suxue shines brightly in the snow, and it is delicate and charming.

Fang Tianzhi stopped slowly, not looking at the tree, but at the person.

A seven or eight-year-old boy was standing under the plum tree, looking up at the flowers.

He was wrapped in a blue thick silk robe, with a round cap inlaid with fur on his head, and a piece of round sapphire was still inlaid on the top of the cap.When he heard the movement, he looked back and saw that his hair was green at the temples, his skin was extremely white, and the pupils in Danfeng's eyes were quite pale, reflecting the snow like two shining amber beads.The two looked at each other, and the boy turned his head indifferently, and stared blankly at the flowers on the tree again.

Fang Tianzhi looked at his back, but somehow he felt a little familiar in his heart. After a while, he suddenly remembered the monk Wuyou of Bifeng Temple.He felt a slight touch in his heart, so he didn't leave, but walked to the side of the boy, and looked at the plum blossoms with him in silence for a while.The boy was dumbfounded, as if wandering away, he didn't care who was coming, so Fang Tianzhi just stood there leisurely.

After such a long time, when he came to his senses from the past, he lowered his head and took a look, only to see that the boy stopped looking at plum blossoms at some point, but stared at him fixedly, with no trace of expression on his face. none.

He is decently dressed and handsome, and looks like he may be the heir of King Lin's grandson.

Fang Tianzhi looked at him for a moment, and asked in a harmonious voice, "Xiao Tanyue likes plum blossoms?"

The boy looked at him coldly, as if in a daze, or staring at him.

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Fang Tianzhi nodded and said goodbye: "The poor monk is one step ahead. It's very cold in the morning, little Tanyue should not stay by the pool for too long, just go back when you have seen enough flowers."

The boy remained silent, his eyelashes drooped, and he stared quietly at his waist again.Fang Tian Zhi Xunzhi lowered his head, and saw that he was looking at a bamboo flute that he had pinned to his body.When he raised his head again, he saw the boy staring blankly again, looking at the bamboo flute with the same expression as he had just looked at the plum blossoms on the tree.

Fang Tianzhi's heart moved slightly.Because this boy was born with Yuxue's cuteness, he thought of him as arrogant at first, but now he looked at him again, but he suddenly realized that this boy was so taciturn and unusual, rather than saying that he was indifferent, it would be better to say that he was a little dazed.

He pondered for a moment and asked, "Can you play the flute?"

The boy seemed to react for a moment before he understood what he said, and shook his head hesitantly.

Fang Tian felt a little pity, but he didn't show it. He pulled out the bamboo flute from his waist behind his back and handed it to him, saying: "We meet each other by fate, and I will give this flute to little Tanyue."

Hearing the words, the boy stared at him blankly, his expression was like a civet cat with coldly shining eyes.

Seeing that he didn't reach out to pick up the flute, Fang Tianzhi wanted to speak again, but suddenly he heard the sound of vain footsteps not far behind him, and the visitor said respectfully: "It turns out that the master is here, my Marquis is here to invite you."

The boy glanced behind him, then ran away without saying a word.

Fang Tianzhi guessed that he might be mentally retarded, so he didn't say a word to persuade him to stay. Holding the flute, he looked back and saw that the person who came was an old servant with white hair, so he thanked him politely: "Thank you, old man."

The old servant hurriedly said that he didn't dare, and immediately led the way, the two of them walked all the way through the pond, garden, pavilion and corridor, for a while, except for a few birds, they saw a deserted and desolate place, and they didn't even meet a living person. Fang Tianzhi felt strange, and when he asked the words, the old servant sighed and said: "Oh, before dawn today, the young marquis gathered all the servants from the entire family together and dismissed everyone. Servant I have served the old master since I was a child. This is my home. If I leave Haihou's mansion, I will become homeless. Besides, if everyone is gone, who will take care of the young master? So no matter what No matter how much my master persuades me, I still refuse to leave. It's just that the house is short of manpower, so I'm afraid I will neglect the distinguished guests."

Fang Tianzhi thought for a while, and said, "Old man, have you seen Mr. Chu this morning?"

The old servant said: "Young Master Chu went out early in the morning, saying he wanted to go out to enjoy the snow scenery, and now he has returned, and is waiting for the master with the young master." He hesitated for a long time, then suddenly raised his head, his old cloudy eyes looked forward to Looking at Fang Tianzhi anxiously, he said in a trembling voice, "Master, I don't know if I should ask a question... Do you know why the young master wants to disperse the people in this house? We servants are not enough. For the sake of Tao, even... even the young masters and ladies, as well as the concubines in the house, he called them to the front hall just now... What kind of catastrophe would lead to such a separation of wives and children? This... this The Haihou Mansion can't just be broken up like this!"

Fang Tianzhi pondered in his heart, but seeing his uneasy expression, he opened his mouth and said, "Old man, don't worry, it's nothing serious." Thinking of the boy by the pool, he asked, "Did the old man see the child under the plum tree just now? I don't know who he is?"

The old servant said: "He is the son of the young marquis. He is eleven. This child is also pitiful. His mother ... died of illness in the early years. For many years, he has only a few maids and servants to take care of him. He himself is a very smart child. Little Lord Hou dotes on him very much, praises him for his outstanding talent in martial arts, and he will surely be successful in the future, but unfortunately, not long after his mother died, the child was so sad that he accidentally slipped down the steps one day and broke his head. From then on, he felt a little... Some don't recognize people very much, they don't say a word all day, just in a daze. A good child, it is considered hopeless."

When Fang Tianzhi heard this, he felt regretful but also somewhat suspicious. Lin Wangsun was only in his twenties, and to him, a seven or eight-year-old son was not too young, but how could this child be ranked eleventh?

He asked bluntly: "I don't know how many children are under Mr. Lin's knees?"

The old servant said: "Young Lord likes to accept concubines, he has quite a lot of children, and this autumn he has Lin'er again, who is the No. 20 sixth son."

Fang Tianzhi was stunned for a moment, quite dumbfounded, feeling strange in his heart, but he didn't want to say anything more.

But the old servant said again: "Eleventh, that kid, Master, is still far away. Although he is dull, he is also moody. After all, he has learned boxing and kicking martial arts. He doesn't know the severity when he hits someone. It's not good to offend you." gone."

Fang Tianzhi said: "Does he always beat people for no reason?"

The old servant said: "Earlier, some servants neglected him and withheld his clothes and food. When he was hungry and cold, he lost his temper and beat others. He beat whoever he caught. Several servants gave him Broke his leg. Later, if someone disturbed him in a daze, he would beat him. When he became unhappy, others would laugh at him, and he would beat him too. The young master took pity on him, and usually he was not restrained, so he let himself go He is here. Fortunately, as long as he is full of food and drink, and others don't pay attention to him, he will be very quiet and well-behaved, and he is no different from an ordinary child except that he does not recognize anyone."

Fang Tianzhi asked again: "Even Mr. Lin, he doesn't recognize him?"

The old servant sighed and nodded.

The two of them passed through a small bamboo grove and came to a round moon gate. The old servant stopped walking and said, "Young Master will wait inside, master please."

Fang Tianzhi bid farewell to the old servant and entered the garden alone. After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard a clear and innocent child's voice saying: "Father, my son has gained a lot from practicing sword recently, please father Point one or two!"

The boy hadn't finished speaking, another child argued: "The boy is also benefiting, the swordsmanship taught by my father this summer has been mastered. Why don't you compare a few moves with the fifth brother, father, let's see, who can learn it?" Somewhat stronger."

Fang Tianzhi went around the bamboo bushes, but saw that the snow had been swept away in front of the hall, and the eight carved wooden doors on the bluestone steps were wide open, revealing a large crowd of people in the main hall, among them Yingying, Yanyan, all kinds of charming, presumably Lin Concubine of Wang Sun.These women are hugging or holding many children, the oldest looks only eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest is just a baby.

At this time, two children came out more and more, one was dressed in purple and the other was yellow, their heads were as square as the chest and waist of adults, but they were all equipped with swords.

The hall is full of people sitting or standing.As a distinguished guest, Chu Liuxiang sat beside Lin Wangsun, holding tea and savoring it carefully, thinking that the current situation was a bit embarrassing.The two of them didn't see Fang Tianzhi under the bamboo wall for a moment, Lin Wangsun only frowned slightly at his two sons, and sighed: "You all sit back. I didn't call you here today to test martial arts."

The two boys were stunned for a while, a little helpless: "Father..."

Chu Liuxiang saw the two of them chattering, as if they were reluctant to back down, there was admiration in their eyes, and while smiling, he wanted to fulfill his intentions, so he said: "The so-called tiger father has no dogs, and the two sons are devoted to martial arts. Eager to learn, this is a rare good thing.”

Lin Wangsun hesitated a little when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows and said in relief: "Okay, the two of you will go outside to compete, and remember to finish."

The two children were overjoyed immediately, and said arrogantly: "Yes!"

After finishing speaking, they looked at each other, held the hilts of their swords in each hand, went to the courtyard to open their postures, and flashed out the short sword in the sheath.