[Comprehensive martial arts] Holy Monk

Lin Shiyi held the bamboo flute tightly, and unconsciously curled up on Fang Tianzhi's lap and fell asleep.

He breathed evenly, and slept soundly on Weixue's roof, but his childish brows were still furrowed unknowingly.What is it that haunts him so that such a young child cannot sleep well?

Chu Liuxiang and Fang Tianzhi noticed it, and fell silent tacitly.They didn't talk any more, they didn't want to disturb this son of a wealthy family, but his background was very poor.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, the lone moon is hanging high in the sky, and the scenery on the roof is getting more and more lonely.

Fang Tianzhi covered the falling snow on the child's head and face with his wide sleeves, and after nodding with Chu Liuxiang, he had no choice but to carry Lin Shiyi back to the wing.The child can't take up much space, Lin Shixi huddled in a corner of the bed, Fang Tianzhi still had enough space to meditate on the couch.He unfolded the brocade quilt at the end of the bed and covered Lin Shiyi, but suddenly he saw a grunt in his mouth, stretched out a small hand to hold the quilt head as if he was very disturbed, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a flutter in the breeze. The shadow of a small cloud.

Fang Tianzhi stopped moving, and stared at him silently for a moment by the faint candlelight, suddenly a strange touch occurred in his heart.When he lived in Shaolin, when he was younger, he lived with Kong Ming for quite a while. Children are naturally sleepy. When he was sleepy and passed out, did the master quietly cover him with a quilt like this?

He thought about it further back in time, but found that at some point, the past of the Holy Church had faded into a blur.He suddenly felt a faint surprise in his heart. Before he participated in this transformation and time-traveling activity, he often reminisced about the past when he had nothing to do, and the scenes of the past were clearly vivid in his memory.How can decades pass, but the past that has been remembered for hundreds of years is gradually forgotten?

Early in the morning of the second day, Lin Shixi woke up suddenly, and sat up with his cat's eyes wide open.

He looked around suspiciously, but saw a neatly dressed cross-legged monk at the end of the bed opened his eyes, nodded and smiled at him, "Are you awake?" He stared at the monk blankly, and felt something in his hand, Looking down at the bamboo flute, I gradually remembered yesterday and calmed down.

Seeing that he was really awake, Fang Tianzhi said: "It's dawn, why don't you stay and have breakfast with the poor monk before going?"

Lin Shishi didn't answer, but he also shrank at the head of the bed, not in a hurry to get off the ground, as if he had acquiesced.

Fang Tianzhi grew up with the Tiehan boys from Shaolin Temple, and took care of lively children like Fuhui from Bifeng Temple, but it was his first time dealing with Lin Shiyi, an introverted and withdrawn child, so he casually said, "You Do you eat vegetarian food?"

Lin eleven nodded.

Fang Tianzhi realized that he liked to secretly look at him, but as soon as he looked over, he immediately lowered his head again.After doing this a few times, he pretended not to notice it in a considerate manner, and let the child watch, thinking that maybe he would feel more at ease this way.

Lin Shixi looked at it for a while and asked, "Where are you from?"

Fang Tianzhi answered every question, and said in a harmonious voice: "The poor monk is from Tiansheng Mountain, and he is a monk from Dongxin Temple."

Lin Shishi asked, "Are there many monks in the temple?"

Fang Tianzhi sighed slightly: "There used to be three monks, but maybe there will only be poor monks in the future."

Lin Shiyi was thoughtful, and then asked, "What are you doing here?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "I'm looking for a monk who was lost in the monastery. Some bad guys probably caught him."

Lin Shixi stared at him and asked slowly, "Are you a friend of Lord Hou?"

Fang Tianzhi has already found out.This child is not at all as silent and stupid as the old servant of the Lin family said.His words are clear and organized, and he can even actively talk to him with a purpose, and secretly reveals a trace of emotional tendencies.

Why is he playing dumb?Why doesn't she seem to like Chu Liuxiang?And why is it called Lin Wangsun Houye, not father?

Lin Shixi is not an ordinary child.

Out of respect, Fang Tianzhi pondered for two seconds, then pondered, "Friend...the poor monk doesn't seem to have anyone who can be called a friend."

Lin Shixi's eyes widened slightly. He stared at Fang Tianzhi carefully. Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, he couldn't help hesitating and said, "You are so old, why don't you even have a friend?"

Fang Tianzhi wanted to touch his nose in embarrassment like Chu Liuxiang, and couldn't help but smile: "Well, the poor monk doesn't know about it." He recognized the word "Ye" in Lin Shishi's words, and asked back, " Don't you have any friends?"

Lin Shixi immediately said coldly: "I don't need friends."

Fang Tianzhi looked at him gently, and said: "Everyone needs a friend or two."

Lin Shishi said: "You can't make friends yourself, and you still come to explain the truth to me."

Fang Tianzhi smiled and said: "If you can't make friends, it's because the poor monk has no ability. But if I have this ability, I will definitely make one or two."

Lin Shixi said: "I see that the man next door likes you very much, why don't you make friends with him?" He paused again, "I see Hou Ye is also good to you."

Fang Tianzhi was silent, but he heard the courtyard door open suddenly through the window. Amidst the steady footsteps, Lin Wangsun's voice came: "Both brothers, are you awake?"

Chu Liuxiang opened the window when he heard the sound, stretched his waist, and said with a vague smile: "My brother is already awake, why did your brother come in person?" Lin Wangsun said with a smile: "The tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and I am the only monkey king left. Naturally, you have to come in person." After teasing, he explained the purpose of his visit, "I'm here to invite you to have dinner with Miss Shen, and she has ordered the maid to prepare it."

Chu Liuxiang said: "Excellent. I don't know if brother Xue Jing woke up?"

Only then did Fang Tianzhi get up, and replied: "The poor monk is also awake." He was about to open the door and window, but suddenly saw Lin Shiyi grabbing his sleeve, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and he shot straight at the door. Fang Tianzhi, seeing his questioning expression, slowly shook his head, then jumped up as lightly as a cat, and hid deep in the bed curtain.

Fang Tianzhi thought for a while, then said: "You two go ahead, the poor monk packs up some things, and catch up later."

Lin Wangsun didn't doubt that he was there, but Chu Liuxiang guessed that perhaps the child didn't want to see his father, and a trace of dignified curiosity arose in his heart, why would a poor child who lost his mother at an early age avoid his father in every possible way?

After the two left, Fang Tianzhi looked at Lin Shiyi: "Is there someone bringing you food right now?"

Lin Shishi said, "I'll just go to the kitchen and find someone."

Fang Tianzhi thought about it: "Your father may know that you are still in the house, and will send you out then."

Lin Shishi said: "Don't worry, he won't care about me."

Fang Tianzhi felt a little pity in his heart when he heard his cold tone.

Lin Shixi glanced at him, and asked calmly: "Do you have a lot to ask me?" He has said a lot since yesterday, and the pronunciation and intonation that were not very accurate earlier have gradually improved. , the speech is much more fluent.

Fang Tianzhi said: "Not bad."

Lin Shishi said: "You ask."

Fang Tianzhi then asked: "I want to ask you, did you remember the song "Yue Zhaoting" I taught you last night when you woke up?"

Lin XI was surprised.

He curled up beside the carved bed frame in a daze, with a confused and complicated light in his dark eyes.He stared at Fang Tianzhi without blinking, as if he had just met him again, and he looked like a cute and ordinary Yuxue child again.

Fang Tianzhi said: "Did you forget everything?"

Lin Shishi said: "My memory is very good, and I haven't forgotten a single word."

Fang Tianzhi smiled slightly.

His gaze fell on the bamboo flute in Lin Shiyi's hand like a spring breeze blowing yellow willows, and said, "That's very good."

He stared at each other, peacefully and insightfully: "If you still have no friends like me in the future, when you feel lonely, just play this flute."

Lin Shishi wanted to refute, saying that he would not be lonely.

But who in the world is not lonely?

Fang Tianzhi was about to leave, and he had to go to Miss Shen's place to find food.

Lin Shixi was silent for a long time, but when he pushed the door, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Who is Miss Shen?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "A girl moved in yesterday, in the yard near the plum tree. Have you ever seen her?"

Lin Shixi stopped talking.

Fang Tian came to the courtyard according to his memory, there was a servant woman looking around at the door, as if she was waiting for someone.When she saw Fang Tianzhi, she smiled and stepped forward to greet him.

Fang Tian joined his hands together and said, "Thank you."

The maid didn't speak, but just shook her hand and gestured twice.She saw that Fang Tianzhi seemed puzzled, so she didn't force her, she just opened her mouth slightly and smiled.When she opened her mouth, Fang Tianzhi was startled in his heart, but suddenly saw that a piece of bright red tongue was missing from her jaws!

The base of the incomplete tongue wriggled helplessly, which could only make the maid hiss indistinctly.

The Haihou Mansion is rich in financial resources, so why did they find a mute to serve the orphan of the Shen family?He thought for a while, but he was able to find a suitable reason for Lin Wangsun, in order to seal the servant's mouth and keep the secret of the Shen family's orphan.

Breakfast is still simple.But the steaming crystal meat swallow, sweet and soft tender bean curd, white and creamy green onion clear soup fish ball, soft glutinous crock pot vegetarian rice noodles, plus a few plates of freshly steamed plum dim sum, several colors of candied dried fruit , a pot of fragrant melon slice tea, this is better than the fresh and delicate breakfast, which is also very satisfying for several people.

After dinner, Lin Wangsun made another confession, and went with the guards to deal with the general affairs in the city, leaving the three of them alone to sit around and talk.

After drinking fragrant tea, Chu Liuxiang sighed: "The fish balls are delicious, if only Tian'er could learn how to do this."

Shen Mian wore an apricot skirt and sat alone, her eyes always seemed to be full of worry and timidity. She was quiet and quiet, but when she heard the words, she raised her neck and smiled slightly, saying: "It's easy, Mr. Chu took the prescription and went back. That's it." Then he invited the kitchen woman to come and ask her to write the recipe for this seven-star fish ball.

Chu Liuxiang said in a harmonious voice: "Thank you very much." While speaking, he caught a glimpse of the dim sum on the table from the corner of his eye, and suddenly remembered something, recalled with a smile, "Could it be that the plum blossom filling for this dim sum is freshly picked from the tree outside?" huh?"

Shen Mian was distracted by the conversation, and for a moment she forgot what was on her mind, and said to him, "It's the flowers I picked from that tree."

Chu Liuxiang smiled gently, and raised her brows, "That tree has grown for decades. I used to play here when I was young, and when I became mischievous, I don't know how many times I climbed it with Brother Wang and Sun."

Shen Mian heard that it was interesting, and her beautiful face shone brightly, and she whispered softly: "It turns out that you two are so handsome for a while, but you can also be mischievous when you are young. Since I knew it, Lord Hou has been a heroic boy, but it is not the same as you. I’ve never seen this side of him before. Later, when I moved out to live alone, his attitude became more majestic and stable, but after that, I only saw him a few times.”

Chu Liuxiang stared at her deeply, and said with a smile: "After all, he is the son of the old marquis, so he has no time to mess around."

Fang Tianzhi didn't speak, just glanced at him.

And Shen Mian was stunned again for some reason, forced to hide her depression, frowned and said with a smile: "Yes."

The two of them sat and accompanied her in the courtyard during the day, and took turns guarding with Lin Wangsun at night. They were so comprehensively protected that they never neglected for a moment.

But the people on board never came to the door.

From time to time, the three of them gathered together to talk in detail, not only did they not feel relaxed, but on the contrary, they felt more and more that the mountains and rains were about to come.

In this tense atmosphere like dark clouds, December [-]th arrived.

On this day, after Lin Wangsun got up early, he walked slowly in Haihou's mansion alone for a long time, as if he wanted to remember the home where he was born and raised in his heart.After noon, he took a bath and changed his clothes with a solemn expression. He changed into a snow-satin robe with a four-clawed silver python, and wore an exquisite jade crown.

In the Junde Guangming Hall, there were two rows of soldiers in armor. He strode up to the head and sat down. He put his long sword across his knees, thanked Fang Tianzhi and the two guests on the guest seat, and said, "I will never give up."

Fang Tianzhi and the two returned the gift solemnly.

Lin Wangsun looked at Shen Mian who was sitting alone behind the eyelids again, and then remained silent, waiting for the sun to fade and the full moon to rise in the east.

There was no snow in the night, and sixteen white gauze lanterns were hung high in the hall, showing everything in the house, but it seemed that the night outside the door was getting deeper and deeper, as if countless ghosts were about to jump out at the next moment to choose someone to devour.The three of them waited for the whole night, their spirits were extremely tense, after an unknown amount of time, the night outside gradually faded to fish white, the white candles were dripping with tears, and were almost burnt out, when suddenly a ray of skylight came across the front of the hall The big pillars, shining gold, fell on the bluestone bricks outside the door.

The three of them looked at each other, Lin Wangsun looked quite surprised, and said with difficulty, "It's dawn?"

On the night of December [-]th, not a single live mouse entered Haihou's Mansion.

This matter is strange and strange, Lin Wangsun seems to be unable to figure it out no matter what.

Were the people on board entertaining him?

The three of them hadn't come to an idea through discussion. Just after lunch that day, there was a sudden sound of sprinting outside the corridor. Fang Tianzhi heard the sound and looked back, only to see the guards in blue rushing in from outside, with a panicked expression as if there was something wrong with him. Something big happened.

Lin Wangsun was startled, couldn't help but get up from his seat suddenly, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

The chapter character of Cangshan Zhang is the chapter of "Silver Sword and Golden Ring" Zhang Su.

Master Zhang is over fifty years old and has two beloved sons under his knees.Right now he is sitting on the edge of the bed, half-white hair on the temples is scattered on his cheeks, his head and face are stained with someone's blood, on the back of his left arm there are two stab wounds nearly a foot long, seeping out through the white gauze Blood.

But he ignored it, and just looked at his eldest son Zhang Chongjin who was unconscious on the bed as if he had lost his soul.

Zhang Chongjin's face was like gold paper, his body was soaked in blood, he had seven or eight deep sword wounds on his chest, abdomen, legs, feet, and feet. Fang Tianzhi took a closer look and saw that the wounds were long and slightly wide, which were caused by heavy swords.The doctor invited from outside gave a prescription and left. He only said that life and death are fate, and it depends on his fate.

Zhang Su was heartbroken.

Even though his martial arts are superb and he is well-known in the southeast, he is just an ordinary old man in front of his seriously injured and dying son.

Lin Wangsun's face turned blue, and he murmured, "What's going on?"

Zhang Su raised his head in a daze, and stared blankly at Lin Wangsun for a long while before realizing that his nephew had arrived.As if he had finally remembered the business, he trembled all over, and suddenly rushed over and grabbed Lin Wangsun fiercely, gnashing his teeth and said: "It's them...the people on the boat. I came here overnight to tell you, don't worry about it." be careful!"

"Hua'er is gone, and Jin'er is going too. The Zhang family, the Zhang family is gone!"

The three of them were startled when they heard this.

Chu Liuxiang lost his voice and said, "The people on the boat? They didn't come last night, but they went to Cangshan?!"