In the guest house of Chengfukuji Temple, one star's light is still on, and the sound of falling snow can be vaguely heard outside the window, as if the snow is falling all over the place.
Man, she suddenly spoke after taking the second patch of medicine that Liu Ruhai gave her.
He was packing the medicine box and paused, then turned to look at her: "At this time?"
It's time for the second watch.
She pushed open the door and stamped her feet on the porch, waving her hands. The snow had stopped. She looked at the cold mist, light gold, and the moon in the sky.
"You can only see her at this time. Normally she doesn't see anyone else."
He tied up his golden-green fur cloak and stepped out of the room.
In the dark night, his eyes were like stars, and he handed her a stove in his hand.
She took it and held it in her arms, looking at him with a smile: "You have handed the late birth note to the teacher seven or eight times. You want to thank me now, right?"
"Well, I'll charge you at least five thousand taels for seeing a doctor this time. That's more than enough."
"...So much?" She regretted a little, but then asked, "Is the gamble still worth it?"
"You rolled your eyes and ignored me last time. I think you didn't want to, so let's forget about it." He looked regretful.
"..." She said with a sullen face, "Don't regret it. I am a very good earner."
He smiled: "Maintain money by gambling?"
She smiled, with a cheeky look that you just know is good. He was also speechless.
However, he thought that she had mentioned opening a shop with him early on, and then repeatedly regretted it. This vacillation was probably because she had not yet figured out how to use him to death.
For example, like Su Jintian, she used it to make a bet. However, as long as Su Jintian got a chance, he would probably take her life. She knew it well.
The rear temple’s dining room.
There is a secret tunnel entrance in Master Miaolian's room.
Master Huiming was the newly succeeded temple master. She held the lantern in person and asked Cao Xiwan in surprise: "So, the person recommended by Almsgiver Cao to become a disciple of the old temple master is Mr. Liu? This has frightened the temple."
Liu Ruhai looked at Cao Xiwan silently, who would come to become his apprentice?
Did she trick him again?
Without blushing, she was vague and urged the group of three people to go down the tunnel.
The terrain gradually became flat, and there was a long and uneven road of granite bricks under his feet. He fell at the end, holding a bright-cornered lantern in his hand, and watched the master of the temple, Mrs. Hui Ming, holding a hexagonal lantern in front to guide the way, while Cao Xiwan left.
Between the two of them.
He thought that her friendship with Chengfukuji was still far beyond his expectation.
"My master is observing the precepts." Huiming, the master of the temple, looked ahead and said, "But if donor Cao comes, he has already given instructions. He must see him."
He coughed, trying to hint that he was not here to become a disciple, but he saw an iron gate in front of him.
He was surprised.
The iron gate was opened, and Liu Ruhai knew that it was not uncommon for eminent Buddhist monks to sit alone in a room without seeing anyone when observing the precepts. But was it necessary to use an iron gate? Or should it be locked from the outside?
When he looked closely at the iron gate, he accidentally lowered his head and saw weeds in the corner, which seemed to be - corpse poison weed?
He raised his eyes and looked at Cao Xiwan who was walking in front. Her figure was swaying on the top of the wall.
She brought him to see this?
There was another long tunnel ahead. Suddenly, there was a sound of wind. It seemed that someone was there.
Liu Ruhai clearly saw the figure as stiff as a corpse jumping over, leaving its shadow between the stone walls, and then disappeared in an instant.
Necrosis.
"Someone-" He stopped and reminded quickly.
"No. This was originally a Buddhist hall. There were Buddha statues, and the lights swayed when the wind blew." Cao Xiwan looked back and explained. Sure enough, he saw around the corner, with a wide field of view, as if it was a small small building in front of the Buddhist hall.
The Buddhist altar is on the ground. Twelve copper lanterns are hung on the top.
There are Buddha statues holding lanterns on all sides.
The lights are mottled, illuminating twelve Buddha statues, six on each side. They hold various magic weapons in their hands. The magic weapons burn the lamps, which are lamps and oil basins.
He stretched out his hand and touched it. There were stone statues, wooden statues, and a cold bronze and tin Buddha statue.
The strange thing is that these Buddha statues are all the height of ordinary people.
It felt like these Buddha statues were deliberately placed there just to explain the unusual figure. Moreover, what was the purpose of arranging this open space in the tunnel? He thought, he had seen such a small open space before, but it was not a Buddha statue.
The altar is the prison courtyard of each state capital. People who have been imprisoned for many years can only walk here.
"I'm not here to become a disciple." He whispered, "What are you doing here?"
"What are you afraid of? It's a good thing to have more masters." She sympathized, "It's not easy for you to be alone in the capital and to be away from home."
He felt that he had heard this last sentence before, and Cao's father liked to say it like this, and then she scolded him.
"...My master is my grandfather."
"Elder? Master Tai is also your elder. She is over seventy years old."
"..."
He raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but suddenly there was something strange under his feet.
He lowered his eyes and saw that the floor under his feet had been replaced with blue bricks, and occasionally there were half-dented footprints on the bricks.
This is a monk's shoe.
The footprints looked like those of a woman, as if they were left by a monk like a nun who practiced martial arts on purpose, but he thought to himself that it might also be the result of a master who went crazy and stepped on the brick surface.
He remained calm.
Is she trying to attract his attention by telling him some obscure things about becoming a disciple?
The curtain with Buddhist characters on the door was lifted, and in the small stone room, under the light, Master Miaolian sat cross-legged, with a haggard face, and nodded with a smile.
"Almsgiver Cao." Miao Lian's voice seemed a little stiff, but Liu Ruhai knew in her heart that she was already in good spirits at the age of seventy.
"Master Tai," Cao Xiwan reported, "I came here specifically to talk to Master Tai about something. Master Tai's ex-husband -" she paused and changed her title, "Master Tai's enemy, and
I have found Fuquan, the traitor who had a family feud that killed the master and stole the medical books handed down from his family. He is no longer a monk. No one knows that he used to be a servant of the Mongolian Imperial Master. He is hiding in the palace.
Become a eunuch. No wonder the master has not been found after more than ten years of searching."
"Is there any blood on Donor Cao's sword——?"
"Take his life."
Hearing this, Miao Lian was very excited. Liu Ruhai stood aside quietly and seemed not surprised. It was not until now that he knew that Fu Quan's origin was Shi Tai's ex-husband.
Cao Xiwan glanced at him slightly and secretly guessed that he had been asking to see Miao Lian, and all he had given him were late admission papers. However, as far as she knew, Liu Ruhai had a close relationship with Master Miao Lian.
"Donor Cao's elixirs..." Miao Lian looked at the eldest disciple Huiming, the master of the temple. Huiming said quickly: "All the four herbs in the temple were sold to Donor Cao at a low price. Master, don't worry."
Cao Xiwan cursed in his heart, cheap price?
At least 10,000 taels a year! Just four kinds of medicinal materials! It’s so evil! I’m still using her as a thug.
Huiming took another step forward and presented a medical book: "Master, please look at this. This is what donor Cao gave me last month. It is the master's family heirloom medical book of the Yuan family. The disciple copied a copy according to the master's order."
"I also copied a copy and showed it to my father." Cao Xiwan said without any politeness.