Poor monks do not break the precepts

All the way back to Withered Grass, Xu Sheng remained silent, neither giving instructions nor sending him back.Chen Xiang didn't receive any orders, so she didn't dare to retreat privately, so she followed Xu Sheng, and when she entered the room, she saw Zigui sleeping with his knees hugging behind the door, and Xu Sheng didn't intend to wake up, so she quietly closed the door, He followed Xu Sheng into the study.

"Tell Mr. Bian Ji that the news about the treasure map will be released in a few days." After entering the room, Xu Sheng walked to the desk and slowly started grinding, "Remember to release the news one after another."

"Mr. Bianji also said the same to his subordinates." Chen Xiang said coldly and ruthlessly, "Huai Mingmo seems to be suspicious of the landlord, why don't you simply..."

Xu Sheng paused for a moment, interrupting Chen Xiang's words, and said: "I will handle his affairs personally."

Chen Xiang was originally a tester, but after hearing that Xu Sheng was so determined, as foolish and loyal as her, he would not raise any objections, "Master Huai, if Mr. Huai lives in the temple permanently, it may be bad for you."

"The news spread that Ji Boru, who is investigating outside, will definitely be overwhelmed, and he will find Huai Mingmo and Ji Deen to help him. Are you still afraid that he will stay in the temple?" Xu Sheng soaked the red sandalwood pole in the water , dipped in ink for three points, the wrist seems to be swimming in mid-air.

"Miss Zhu is worried about the landlord, and wants to come to Shaolin to help you." Chen Xiang hesitated to speak, she didn't intend to say it at first, but she wanted to promise someone, so she couldn't go back on her word.

Xu Sheng stopped and crumpled the Huanhua paper that he had just written on in dissatisfaction, and threw it to the table, "Is she here to make trouble? Tell her to stay with me in Han Gongchun."

"Yes." Chen Xiang's deep love for Xu Sheng is out of kindness, and he has been by Xu Sheng's side since he knew the world. To her, Xu Sheng is like a brother and a father.Chen Xiang doesn't understand the love between men and women, so she can't understand Zhu Ling.

"How did you find out about Shen Mengjun?"

"She is indeed from Hehuanzhai. Young Master Duoqing sent someone to look for her as soon as he returned to Yongle City. Later, he seemed to be punished for ignoring his affairs." Chen Xiang said silently for a long while: "It seems that Xuanji Pavilion is also investigating Shen Mengjun's identity."

Xu Sheng's eyes stopped on the finished paper, his eyes were slightly opened, his eyelids were full of astonishment, and he pinched and threw it aside in a blink of an eye, "When necessary, send someone to obstruct it a little, and let the wind blow Just give it to the amorous son. He will deal with useless people as abandoned sons."

The corner of Chen Xiang's mouth draws a beautiful arc, just like a scimitar cold, "She claims to be beautiful and talented, and deliberately gets close to Mr. Huai, but in the end she is suspected, she really committed suicide."

"She is just a woman who wants to get rid of the control of Hehuanzhai, but what kind of place is Hehuanzhai, she can leave if she wants."

Chen Xiang put the dagger at his waist on the red sandalwood table, the handle and the scabbard were inlaid with rubies, the blade had dragon scale patterns, and the blade shone coldly to cut iron like mud.She touched the dagger fondly, and said with a smile: "This is a thank you gift from King Dingxi, and it is said to be Xiezhu's wound medicine."

Xu Sheng raised his eyes a little, couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said: "Qu Lin? This little old man is not giving a thank you gift, I'm afraid there is something serious about it, you ask someone to give him the urn of cold plum wine that I kept last year go."

Chen Xiang seldom laughed lightly, his voice was like the sweetness of mountain springs, and the beauty of warblers, "Where does the prince ask for wine and drink instead of looking for a reason to give a big gift in exchange?"

There was silence in the room for a while, Xu Sheng penned his pen and danced wild grass, which was not satisfactory, and after a while, there were three or five balls of paper on the blue brick floor.Chen Xiang tidied up silently at the side, a little curious about what Xu Sheng was writing, sneaked a glance and saw that he was engrossed in the pen, secretly opened it, and found that the words "Big Four" are empty.When he was about to open the one that Xu Sheng saw strangely, he suddenly heard the sound of closing the pen above his head, Chen Xiang hid the paper in his sleeve like a ghost, and hurriedly stood up.

"You pretended to be a incense thief and went to the Sutra Pavilion to steal a secret book at will." Xu Sheng frowned, looking at Chen Xiang in a panic, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Chen Xiang calmed down for a moment and said, "Are you going to make things big?"

"Of course, everyone in the temple knows about it." Xu Sheng nodded and said, "Don't fight with those people, wait until you draw them away, you can figure it out."

"Which direction is the subordinate going to escape?"

"The path leading to Baicao Valley on Buguiya."

Chen Xiang was silent for a moment, "Will Huai Mingmo believe it?"

"Of course he won't believe you if you appear in front of him. After all, you and I use different lightness skills. I have asked Luan Jing to help me, but if I appear for a while, I think I can fish in troubled waters and deceive you." Xu Sheng was not very sure, but he also knew that Xu would It was self-defeating, but until the end, it was really hard for him to take Huai Mingmo's life.

"My subordinates will go get ready immediately." After Chen Xiang finished, his subordinates saluted and turned to leave.

"Be careful yourself." Xu Sheng buried his head in washing his pen, heard that Chen Xiang went out without even raising his eyes.When he lowered his eyes, he saw the ball of paper on the ground, lost his mind for a while, and remembered the three words he had just written unconsciously.

Chen Xiang carefully closed the door behind him, making sure that Xu Sheng didn't follow, and slowly tore apart the ball of paper, only to see three words on the paper, "...Huai Mingmo..." Chen Xiang murmured, and disappeared in Wuwangya in a blink of an eye.

At the moment of Shen Shi, Xu Sheng tidied up a little, washed off the black ink that was unintentionally contaminated on his hands, and walked to Zi Gui who was still dreaming of Duke Zhou with a smile.He patted Zigui on the shoulder, said with a faint smile, "Get up, or you'll be hungry tonight."

Zigui slept comfortably and sweetly, and it took him a long time to wake up, and he said sleepily: "Master?" After a long time, his mind gradually cleared up, and when he saw the outside of the room, he jumped up and shouted anxiously: "Teacher, go prepare dinner."

Xu Sheng grabbed Zigui, smiled and said: "Go to the vegetable garden and ask for some vegetables, we have guests tonight."

Although the master is good at cooking, in Zigui's impression, except for a distinguished prince and the two sons who just left, he has never entertained others.Although Zigui was curious, he didn't dare to waste time, he put on his shoes and ran out of the house in a hurry, towards Shaolin, when he just left, he heard Xu Sheng laughing behind him: "Don't worry, don't worry about falling."

Zigui had barely left for half a moment when a voice came from outside the withered grass hut, "Is Uncle Xu Sheng there?"

Xu Sheng recognized the voice of Xu Jing's disciple, opened the door and said, "Zien, what's the matter?"

"Master asked me to inform Uncle Xu Sheng that benefactor Huai intends to stay in the temple for a while." There are many benefactors who come to the temple, some of them will stay for a few days, but they never inform Xu Sheng specifically.Zi Enlue didn't understand why the master made such an unnecessary move, but just followed the instructions.

"Understood, I would trouble you to come here." Xu Sheng turned around and planned to go back to the house, but he realized that Zi En had not left behind, so he turned back and said, "Is there anything else?"

Zien was lost in thought, and hurriedly replied after hearing the sound: "It's okay, uncle, then I will take my leave."

Xu Sheng waved his hand and didn't say anything, seeing Zi En walk away, just slightly waved his sleeves, without touching the door, the wooden door closed softly behind him.

When Zigui came back from carrying the vegetables, the door of the study was closed, so he didn't dare to disturb him, so he went to the small kitchen alone to prepare dinner.Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the small kitchen to put away the ingredients, Xu Sheng had already stepped into the small kitchen. After he entered the room, he did not speak. Come from the mountain spring."

"Yes, master." Zigui was not careless, picked up the shoulder pole in the corner, and ran out.

Looking at the small figure going away, Xu Sheng seemed to sigh sadly in his throat, and his deep eyes showed unseen kindness.Xu Sheng couldn't bear to let a young child do such a lot of hard work, but he had to train him in this way, so that in the future, when he had no choice but to leave or passed away, this child could live alone in the world.It's not that he doesn't believe in Buddha's mercy, and that Shaolin can't tolerate a child, but the world is unpredictable, so he has to make all plans first.

When Zigui came back, several dishes of cold dishes had already been placed in the small kitchen, Xu Sheng was busy working by the stove with his sleeves rolled up, his face and body were clean, and he didn't get any soot from the stove.

"Master, I'll help you." Zigui climbed up the stairs and finished pouring the spring water, then rolled up his sleeves, and stood on a small stool, kneading the dough with style.

Xu Sheng wiped his hands, held Zigui under the armpit with both hands, and hugged Zigui to the ground, "Go and clean up the house, add a charcoal stove to warm the house."

Zigui's hands were full of flour slag, because he knew that the master didn't like dirty, he opened his hands in the air, "I want to be with this group of masters."

"Don't dawdle here. If half an hour has passed and the dry grass road is not cleaned up, the master will punish you for copying the scriptures a hundred times." Chai Zigui walked out of the small kitchen, the faint smile on the corner of Xu Sheng's mouth gradually disappeared, and he tapped rhythmically. In the corner of the stove, a hidden door suddenly opened.There are many bottles and cans in the dark compartment, containing a lot of serous medicine powder, all of which are highly poisonous.

Xu Sheng found a porcelain bottle containing transparent juice from it, pulled out the porcelain lid, and rested his hand on the opened steamer for a long time, the mouth of the bottle was up for a long time but did not fall down.The earlier conversation lingered in his ears, Xu Sheng had no choice but to put the porcelain bottle back, and sighed secretly: "Forget it, my Buddha is merciful."

Cooking a table of vegetarian food is easy but not easy, especially for a fussy eater, if he wants to fry two vegetables at will to satisfy his hunger, he would rather go hungry than settle for it.Xu Sheng finished warming up the hot dishes, went out of the small kitchen and saw that the sundial above his head was already sinking.

Look at the setting sun without worry, and the evening clouds are heavy in the bright place of the sunset.The clouds were heavy at dusk, and Xu Sheng's face was clearly reflected in the glow, covering all the expressions on his face.Xu Xusheng was too absorbed in his thoughts, and with his excellent hearing, he didn't notice someone walking towards Wuwangya, until Huai Mingmo was almost behind him, Xu Sheng still didn't notice it.

"Master Xusheng, why are you standing here?" Huaiming Moyuan was about to go straight to the withered grass road, but on the way, he suddenly heard the faint scent of agarwood coming from the edge of the cliff, so he came to have a look.Hearing no response, Huai Mingmo took two steps forward, and called again: "Master Xusheng... Xusheng..." Before he could say the last two words, he heard a slight movement in front of him, so he opened his mouth with concern : "It's getting colder and colder every day, and the autumn wind in Wuwangya is getting stronger after the sunset. It's not suitable to stand for a long time."

Although Huai Mingmo's deficiency was pulled out by Yu Qiongsheng, but the mother's weak disease has not been cured, and his physical foundation is not as good as ordinary people, so he wore a thick silk-colored cloak before coming to Wuwangya. When I stood for less than half a cup of tea, I felt the chill and shivered.

"Benefactor Huai, please." When Xu Sheng walked past Huai Mingmo, he deliberately kept a little distance away.

Huai Ming's ear is bright, his temper is a bit frank, and he said bluntly: "Master Xu Sheng doesn't welcome me."

Xu Sheng didn't want the other party to be so sensitive, so he said with a slight smile, "If it's annoying, why should I bother myself and take the benefactor to the thatched hut?" Open the mouth: "Go and bring the dishes from the small kitchen, be careful when handling the warm dishes on the stove, don't burn your hands."

"Master Xusheng knew that Huai would come?" The charcoal stove in the room crackled twice, burning charcoal for warmth is extremely rare in October, and Xusheng was wearing thin clothes outside the house, obviously he was not a person who was afraid of the cold.After a little thought, Huai Mingmo knew that it was for himself. The heat of the charcoal fire seemed to trickle into his heart, his heart became warmer, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper.

"How does Master Huai know that the poor monk prepared it for the benefactor?" Taking Huai Mingmo to the table, Xu Sheng turned and walked towards the Bogu rack, stood in front of the rack for a while, and said with a smile, "Wine or tea?"

"Clean tea is fine. Buddhism is a pure place. You have to follow the Buddha when you enter the temple. You can do as you like, and you don't have to accommodate me." Huai Mingmo pondered on Si Xu, and said with a smile: "Master Xu Sheng, change your name, the word "benefactor" is always the same. Feeling alienated."

Xu Sheng touched the Yueshan silver needle that Huai Mingmo had sent earlier, and responded with a slight smile: "Then Mr. Huai, don't say the word master, the poor monk is about the same age as you."

After a while, Zigui brought the dishes, he handed the dish to Xu Sheng, and he planned to go to the small kitchen to take the prepared small dishes into the back room to eat.

"Let's stay and eat together, little master."

"Come and sit." Seeing that Huai Mingmo didn't mind, Xu Sheng stretched out his hand and waved to Zigui, letting him sit on the other side of him.

Huai Mingmo originally planned to find Xu Sheng after dinner, but since he heard Hua Xing Lou talk about Xu Sheng's cooking skills, he was yearning for it and couldn't help coming alone.Steadily picked up the plain silk roll from the plate and tasted it, Huai Mingmo was stunned for a while, "Jiang Hu sincerely does not deceive me."

"It's good to have an appetite with Mr. Huai." Xu Sheng poured a cup of tea for Huai Mingmo, and he was praised by others, so he was naturally in a good mood.

Vegetarian dishes are few, strong tea covers the taste, Xu Sheng purposely brews tea for a short time, gargling with clear tea will help Huai Mingmo to get rid of the aftertaste, and enjoy a table of delicacies.Huai Mingmo usually doesn't eat much, but today he seldom had an appetizer, he ate a lot more than usual, and for some reason, he felt extra relaxed in front of Xu Sheng, and his behavior was not as restrained as usual.

"What's the matter?" Huai Mingmo found that Xu Sheng seldom moved his chopsticks, so he couldn't help asking.

"Master Huai, what's the matter today? Could it be that he just came here specially for dinner?" Xu Sheng saw that his expression changed slightly, and said with a light smile: "Just say it."

Huai Mingmo slowly put down the wooden chopsticks, hesitated for a while, his black eyes seemed to be like deep ancient wells, staring straight at an invisible direction, "Monk Xusheng... What is your relationship with Xiang Pirate?"