September 25, noon.

Four military horses were tied to the horse posts outside the Red Sleeve Restaurant, and five tigers and four brothers were sitting in the private room by the window on the second floor.

"Boss, bring up some pots of soju. First, cut three kilograms of soy sauce beef, and then stir-fry a few plates of your delicious dishes. Your money will be indispensable." The round-faced third man said to Tang Youyu with a smile on his face.

"The four of you will have tea and some snacks first. The food and wine will be here soon." Fatty Tang asked Qiu Ji to pour tea for the four of them, and then went downstairs to say hello angrily.

The waiter poured tea for the four of them, put away the peanuts and melon seeds, left, and closed the door to the private room.

"Brother, should we split up after dinner? I just found out that the boy is no longer in the city and is practicing in the Great Buddha Temple." The square-faced fourth man looked at the eagle-faced old man and said.

"Speak softly." Young Lao Wu put his ear against the wall of the private room and listened for a while before nodding.

The boss glanced at Lao Wu, knocked on the table and said: "Don't worry, we will find a place to stay and have a good rest later. We will split up when it gets dark. Lao Si and Lao Wu will go to the Big Buddhist Temple outside the city to find the boy.

, we’ll leave overnight after finishing our work.”

"Brother, be careful when you and third brother go to that yard. When you passed by just now, the doorway felt a little weird." Lao Wu frowned and looked at the eagle-faced boss and said.

"Don't worry, eldest brother and I have our own sense of propriety!" After the third child finished speaking, he picked up the tea on the table and drank it in one gulp.

"Guest, the food and wine you requested are here." The waiter outside the door gently knocked on the door of the private room.

...

On the fourth floor, Li Hongxiu’s flower hall.

Li Hongxiu, who was leaning on the recliner, frowned and murmured softly: "You came all the way to Fengyun City to find our yard, and you are still going to the Big Buddha Temple outside the city to cause trouble for the little guy?"

At this time, Li Hongxiu was already a master of the Nascent Soul Realm. With the help of his husband, he had developed his spiritual consciousness and was able to control the entire Hongxiu Restaurant.

Xiao Hong was sitting nearby, boiling water and making tea, and didn't pay attention to Qing Li Hongxiu who was talking to herself.

"Xiao Hong, you said they came on military horses?"

"Miss, I looked carefully and it's a military horse." Xiao Hong replied softly.

Li Hongxiu frowned even more tightly. "It's strange, since he is riding a military horse, why don't people from the city lord's palace come to entertain him?"

While pouring her tea, the young lady said, "Boss Tang said that these four people are all masters, at least at the Nascent Soul realm or above."

"Four Nascent Soul masters came all of a sudden. What is there about this little guy Li Ye that they should be worried about?" Li Hongxiu picked up the tea cup and blew it gently.

"Xiaohong, please stop being busy and go back to Zizhuyuan quickly. Tell your husband about this and ask him how to deal with it."

Xiao Hong responded, quickly stood up and walked out of the hall. After a while, she ran downstairs with a "dong dong" sound.

"Four Nascent Soul Realm masters? Don't make trouble here, otherwise I won't be easy to mess with." Li Hongxiu Nan murmured.

...

In front of the Zizhuyuan hall, the gentleman was looking at the tea in the cup in a daze.

Xiaohong stood at the edge and looked at Mr. nervously.

After a long while, the husband said softly: "Tell Hongxiu that she will go back to Zizhuyuan after lunch and let her give the workers in the building a half-day off."

Xiaohong said "Oh!", gave her husband a blessing, and left in a hurry.

"Agui, come here." The gentleman called.

"Come here, come here." Agui, who was watering the garden, walked in.

"Go to the Great Buddhist Temple and give this letter to Master Kuchan! Go and come back quickly." After saying this, the gentleman handed the letter written on the table to Agui.

"Don't worry, sir, I'll definitely be back in a little more than an hour." Agui took the letter and walked out of the hall.

The gentleman waved his hand and said: "Be careful on the road."

"I picked up one, and four more came. What do you want to do?" the gentleman murmured. After speaking, he thought about the tea cup and drank slowly.

While drinking, Xiaoqing hugged Li Xiaoxue and came out of the kitchen with Mu Mu, holding a plate of red date cake in her hand. Li Xiaoxue ate all over her face, and Mu Mu was taking out a silk scarf to wipe her.

"Try it, sir. It's very sweet." Mu Mu held it and placed it in front of her husband.

The gentleman smiled, picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and said, "Well, it's really sweet."

Mu Mu sat down next to her husband, picked up the cup and poured herself a cup of tea. She smiled and said, "Sir, my brother will be back tomorrow. My mother specially asked the kitchen to make a lot of red date cakes today."

"Ye'er is coming back tomorrow?" the gentleman said with a smile.

"Yes, he said he wouldn't come back for a long time and missed his mother and sister a little. He also said that he would let his mother cook his dinner." Mu Murang wiped the red date paste on her hands with the silk scarf that she had wiped with Yao Xiaoxue's face.

"So he is coming back for dinner." The gentleman said calmly. "Do you want to give him a surprise tomorrow?"

Mu Muzhong listened, her eyes lit up, she took her husband's hand and said, "Sir, how can we give our brother a surprise?"

The husband patted her little hand and said, "Go to the kitchen to find your mother and tell her to ask someone in the yard to find some small lanterns, at least eight. Bring them to the front of the hall and ask Agui to light them and hang them in the yard at night.

On the wall, let your brother come back and watch the celebration, okay?"

Mu Mu tilted her head and said with a smile: "Sir, this is a great idea. I'll go find my mother right now." After saying that, he jumped off the stool and ran to the kitchen.

Li Xiaoxue looked at Mu Mu who was running away and shouted: "Sister..."

Xiaoqing pulled her to sit down at the table and gave her a sip of tea from Mumu's cup.

The husband looked at Xiaoqing and said: "Xiaoqing, after dinner in the evening, let the workers in the yard rest early and stop running around."

Xiaoqing looked at Mr.

"Don't sleep tonight and drink tea with me here. If you are afraid of getting sleepy at night, give Xiaoxue to her mother later." The gentleman said with a smile.

Xiaoqing's heart skipped a beat, knowing something was going to happen that night. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir. Xiaoqing will drink tea with you tonight."

"Let Mumu go to bed early, call that guy Xiaobai, and the three of us will chat here together." The gentleman said calmly.

"Is Xiaobai sleeping now? He must be energetic at night." Xiaoqing said with a smile.

The gentleman raised his head and glanced at the sky, and said calmly: "It's cold, so wear an extra layer of clothes at night. Frost is coming."

Xiaoqing nodded.

While the two were chatting, Mu Mu pulled Ye Zhiqiu out of the kitchen, holding two red lanterns in her hands.

...

Great Buddhist Temple, Sutra Pavilion.

The old monk Kuchan sat opposite the old monk with long beard and white eyebrows. On the table was the letter that the husband asked Agui to send.

"They have already suffered a loss. How come they still don't know whether to live or die and want to kill Wuchen?" The old monk frowned tightly.

The old monk with a long beard and white eyebrows poured a cup of tea for Kuchan and said with a faint smile: "There are always some people who are self-righteous and think that the world belongs to their family. But they don't know that this world belongs to all living beings."

"It's just that this Buddhist pure land has become his family's Shura field. He can come and kill whenever he wants." The old monk picked up the teacup in front of him.

"The Vajra has wrathful eyes, so he has conquered the four demons; the Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, so he is compassionate to the six realms." The old monk with white eyebrows, Dixu, said softly while turning the beads in his hand. "The Buddha has no form, but the Vajra has wrathful eyes."

The old monk repeatedly praised: "Senior brother is compassionate."

"Should I tell that little guy Wuchen about this, or should I invite him to come to the Sutra Pavilion at night to discuss Buddhism or copy scriptures?" said the old monk.

"Today's Zhongyu is like a weak patient. They can't cure it, and they want to bring the disease to Fengyun City again. Once this chaos starts, Wuchen is destined to be unable to avoid it. In this case, why should we avoid it?

"

Said the old monk with long beard and white eyebrows.

The old monk frowned and said: "It seems that they really don't understand the Buddhist style of doing things. We don't like chaos, but we are not afraid of chaos. If they want to come, then come!"

The old monk with a long beard and white eyebrows looked at him and smiled and said: "There is no way to bring misfortune or fortune, only people bring it to themselves. Just like what Mr. Mo said in the letter he gave to his junior brother, Wuchen is the one who deserves the disaster."

When the old monk heard this, he smiled lightly and said: "He is so young and has to start facing these dirty things."

"The catastrophe of the Five Regions and Imperial City will eventually fall on him. No matter where he hides, he will never be able to escape from this catastrophe. Since he has to face it in the end, the only way now is to let him become

Stronger."

The old monk with long beard and white eyebrows shook his head and said softly.

The old monk said: "This Emperor Xia refuses to be a good emperor. Instead, he devotes his whole life to spiritual practice, causing a mess in the government and the public. He also expects others to sort out the mess for him."

"The king is unkind and treats the people as stupid dogs!" the old monk with long beard and white eyebrows replied in a solemn voice, with a trace of anger on his face.

"Even if such a person survives the nine tribulations and escapes from the void, it will be difficult for him to achieve great success."

The old monk saw that Li Ye's injuries were healed, and anger rose in his heart.

The monk with long beard and white eyebrows said pitifully: "An emperor as ridiculous as Emperor Xia, who neither knows how to practice Buddhism nor pays attention to respect from Taoists, but only focuses on martial arts, is also a strange person."

"He is a qualified practitioner, but not a qualified king!" the old monk replied.

The old monk with a long beard and white eyebrows looked at the old monk and frowned: "If you don't know how to be an emperor, then don't do it!"

The old monk smiled and said, "Namo Amitabha."

...

Shenshi, Zizhuyuan.

Agui was cleaning the lanterns on the ground in front of the hall and checking the fastness of the lamp holders and hooks inside.

Mumu and Xiaobai were helping to wipe Shi.
To be continued...