Yan Guichen just stroked his beard and chuckled, shook his head and said nothing. Xiaosi couldn't help but said: "You are as mysterious as Priest Qingxiu! You originally wanted to tell me something, but I went to her place.
But she didn’t say anything!”
Yan Guichen was shocked when he heard this and reached out to grab Xiaosi's arm, but Xiaosi only twisted his wrist slightly and avoided it easily.
Yan Guichen retracted his hand, his face showing rare excitement and urgency, and asked in a trembling voice: "What did you say? Do you know her? When did you meet her?"
Xiao Si then told him the experience of getting acquainted with Priest Qingxiu and Yan Feixue, but he neglected to treat Lu Qinglin's injuries. He just said that he had sent Lu Qinglin away. Remembering Priest Qingxiu's agreement, he stopped by.
Then he went to Xianling Temple. Finally he asked, "Why don't you know where they are? Why don't you bring them to live in the village?"
Yan Guichen looked up to the sky and sighed: "I haven't seen their mother and daughter for more than ten years. How are they...how are they doing?"
"It's okay. The mother and daughter practice meditation in the temple every day, which is quite quiet."
"Xianling Temple..." Yan Guichen smiled bitterly and murmured in a low voice, "Xianling Ropeway, Green Dragon Flying to the Sky! My good wife, my good daughter, you have worked hard!"
Ling Xiaoxiao saw that his body was hunched over, and the deep wrinkles on his face made him look older and lonely. There seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes, and his heart softened. His usual deep hatred for him suddenly lightened a little, and he said with concern: "Yan
Old man, don't be sad, didn't Brother Xiaosi say that they are living a good life?"
Yan Guichen turned back to look at her, smiled faintly, and there was no trace of hostility in his eyes: "Thank you, Xiaoxiao. I'm usually too cruel to you, I hope you don't mind."
Ling Xiaoxiao said in a clear voice: "It's okay. I know you are lonely. I will come over often to talk to you in the future, okay?"
"This is not okay. If your father finds out, he will come to fight with me again!"
Ling Xiaoxiao asked curiously: "Why would my father fight with you?"
Yan Guichen snorted and said, "We have been fighting for decades, but you don't know it!" Then he said to Xiao Si, "You have defeated me today. In fact, you can do it in this ancestral hall.
Come in."
Xiaosi smiled and said, "Have I not already entered?"
Yan Guichen turned around and looked at the portrait behind the altar table quietly: "Although you have come in, you still have many questions in your mind, right?"
"Of course you have a lot of questions, but if you don't want to say it, you won't tell me no matter how much I ask, right?"
"Yes, because now is not the time to tell you." Yan Guichen's face returned to indifference, "Okay, you must keep your mouth shut about what happened today. It's very late, you all go back to sleep. Here.
Just let me clean it up."
Ling Xiaoxiao said: "It's such a mess here, how can you clean it up by yourself? Let's help you!"
But Xiaosi pulled her gently and said, "Okay, let's go back. We won't tell others what happened today, so don't worry!" He knew that Yan Guichen would never let him
If you stay here with Xiaoxiao for too long, it's useless to talk anymore, so just let him deal with it alone.
The two of them left the ancestral hall, and Xiao Wu immediately ran over from the side. Ling Xiaoxiao looked back from time to time, only to see that Yan Guichen had already closed the door of the ancestral hall. He couldn't help but whisper: "What's going on in this ancestral hall?"
What's there? Who is the person in the painting?"
"How do I know? Well, don't think about it. By the way, how do you know Old Man Yan's name?"
"I overheard it secretly!" Ling Xiaoxiao said proudly, "My father was talking to Old Man Yan again, and I heard my father call him that."
"Your father talked to him? What did they say?"
"I didn't hear anything. Both of them were very excited and seemed to be quarreling!"
"Don't you know why we were quarreling?"
"How did I know! I didn't dare to get too close to them, for fear of being discovered!" Ling Xiaoxiao was talking, and suddenly felt unusually cold. Then she remembered that she was only wearing a thin middle coat, and immediately hugged her shoulders and shouted
He stood up: "Oh, I'm freezing to death!"
Xiaosi chuckled, stretched out his arms, put her on his back and ran away. In less than a moment, he came to her room, threw her on the bed, and said: "Go to sleep well, it's best to forget about tonight."
thing!"
Ling Xiaoxiao rolled into bed, only showing her little head, and said with a smile: "Will you sleep with me?"
Seeing the innocence on her face, Xiao Si looked like an adult girl with her face, eyes, mouth and nose, but her words and thoughts still stuck on the days when she was with him when she was a child. She smiled and said: "Silly girl, you can go to bed by yourself, I'll go back."
It's gone!" Without waiting for her to say anything, she hugged Xiao Wu and ran out of the room, closing the door tightly.
Xiaosi was thinking about Lu Qinglin. He had been away for so long and didn't know how he was. He quickly returned to his room and saw him sitting at the table drinking tea. He had repaired the broken window paper.
.
"Did you go out just now?" Xiao Si sat down and asked.
"How is Qiu Haiyue?" Lu Qinglin asked. Needless to say, he followed and took a peek.
"I'm in a coma now. I don't know whether I'm dead or alive."
"You punched him and broke several of his sternum. I'm afraid he won't live long."
Xiaosi was shocked: "Ah? I didn't use much force! Why did I break his sternum?"
Lu Qinglin smiled and poured a cup of tea for Xiaosi: "Your power is astonishing now. Although it is just an ordinary punch, Qiu Haiyue may not be able to bear it no matter how deep his internal strength is. Didn't you see that Yan Guichen was originally going to kill him?"
, the palms of my hands were already raised, and then they were lowered.”
"He deserves to die! Who asked him to kidnap Xiaoxiao?" Xiao Si took a sip of tea and said angrily.
The sky outside the window was pitch black, not a single star or moon could be seen, and there was no light in the darkness before dawn. The two talked for a while and then went to sleep. Xiao Si lay down and closed his eyes, thinking about what happened tonight, and he was filled with confusion.
Confused and excited. Yan Guichen had high hopes for himself. The person in the ancestral hall must be the center of this fog. What would he ask himself to do? He couldn't figure it out for a hundred times, and finally his mind was in chaos.
I fell asleep hazily. After a deep sleep, dreams came one after another, including Ling Xiaoxiao's little hands, the face of the person in the ancestral painting, and the mysterious man Yan Feiyun hidden in the villa. Finally, I dreamed of the singing voice and graceful back of the green goose. The grace of the green goose.
Figure? Xiaosi suddenly yelled, sat up and touched it with his hands. The sweat on his forehead was wet. Xiaowu and Lu Qinglin woke up at the same time, and both looked at him. Xiaosi rubbed his head, and there was another sign on his temples.
There is a dull pain.
At this moment, the stars and moon outside the window are dim, a ray of white light appears between the sky and the earth, and the morning light is gradually rising.
In the early morning, the Yinlong Villa was still quiet as usual. Xiaosi stood in the courtyard with bloodshot eyes, breathing the fresh air of early spring in February. He had a severe headache last night, and when he got up in the morning, he felt listless. After standing for a while, he suddenly felt something strange.
There was a pair of eyes staring at him. He looked around, but there was no one there at all. After a while, Lu Qinglin walked out of the room and stood side by side with him in the morning sun. Xiaosi couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that his return was approaching.
Lu Qinglin knew the hidden worries in Xiaosi's heart, but it was difficult to express them, so he remained silent.
At this time, Baiyu Xiaowu lazily walked out of the house, yawned, and squinted at the sky in the morning sun. He looked carefree and enviable. Suddenly, his head moved and his eyes stared straight to the southwest.
, he raised his paws and rushed out. After a moment, he saw a chubby monk running quickly from the southeast. With a huge bald head and a fat belly, he was naturally a crazy monk. I saw him rushing over like a whirlwind, and a
Seeing Xiaosi, he immediately shouted happily: "My dear nephew, haha, you're back? Great!" Suddenly he caught a glimpse of Lu Qinglin and said, "Hey, why are you still here? Didn't you go back to the Song Dynasty?"
Lu Qinglin smiled faintly and said nothing. Xiaosi said, "Where have you been these past two days?"
The crazy monk pouted: "I'm not looking for you yet! You heartless one!"
At this time, Xiao Wu ran back and jumped into Xiao Si's arms. Xiao Si hugged Xiao Wu and said, "Good monk, I will roast a leg of lamb for you later!"
The crazy monk immediately smiled brightly, his eyes changed, and he suddenly said mysteriously: "Good nephew, get ready quickly, your best friend, the queen, and your brother's slaves are coming, and they are just ten miles away from the villa."
Xiaosi said angrily: "Crazy monk, what are you talking about? Who are you in love with!? That's my mother-in-law, don't talk nonsense!"
Monk Chi Dian laughed and said: "When your mother comes later, you must remember to ask her for more money! We will need it when we travel in the world in the future!"
Xiaosi asked curiously: "Why do you need so much money to make a living in the world?"
Monk Chi Dian hummed and said, "Have you ever seen a knight who does chivalry and righteousness while doing work for others to earn money? Being a knight is very expensive!"
Xiaosi said again: "I'm not going to fight in the world with you. If you want to fight in the world, you can make it on your own!"
Monk Chi Dian looked at Xiao Si with his mouth wide open, but he couldn't say a word and walked away with his head lowered in frustration.
Seeing the aggrieved look on his face, Xiaosi couldn't bear it, and said: "Don't be unhappy, I'll give you a roast leg of lamb to eat later." He let go of his hand, Xiaowu jumped from his arms to the ground, and then jumped up.
He climbed off the roof and headed straight to the front yard.
Monk Chi Dian still didn't speak, and glanced at Xiaosi, looking unhappy. Xiaosi smiled and said, "When Brother Lu leaves, I will travel with you, okay?"
Monk Chi Dian grinned again and became active again: "This is my good nephew! Come on, let's roast the leg of lamb!"
"There's just one thing you must remember. Brother Lu is here to recover from his injuries. You can't tell others about this! Do you remember?"
The foolish monk nodded wildly and asked loudly: "I know! When are you leaving, Mr. Lu?"
Xiaosi asked in confusion: "What are you doing? Are you trying to drive him away?"
The crazy monk chuckled and said, "With him gone, you can travel around the world with your uncle. How great!"
Seeing his carefree and fascinated look, Xiaosi couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine. It would be a terrifying thing to wander around the world with this crazy and forgetful guy.
Lu Qinglin said softly: "I will leave when my wound heals, but it will be soon, just for the next few days."
At this time, a white light flashed on the roof, and Xiao Wu came back like lightning, holding a big leg of lamb in his mouth. He ran to Xiao Si, raised his head and looked at him, as if he was asking for credit. Xiao Si laughed.
He said: "Crazy monk, look, Xiao Wu brought the leg of lamb. He must have stolen it from the kitchen again."
"It doesn't matter where you stole it! Let's roast it first!" The foolish monk's eyebrows shone with joy, and he ran diligently to find firewood. He turned around and shouted into the house: "Young man from the Lu family, when are you going to do it?"
Let’s go?”
Xiaosi said angrily: "Crazy monk, do you ask questions like this? It seems like you are chasing someone away! If you keep talking nonsense, I won't let you eat the leg of lamb!"
The crazy monk rolled his eyes, but he did not dare to refute after all. He lit the fire and said, "I was just asking casually, what are you in a hurry for?"
"Do you remember what I said? Don't tell others about this!"
"Ah, I know." The foolish monk replied dully, with a look of reluctance on his face.