Ruyi led the three people to walk deeper into the sacred sound of the Buddhist chant "Huayan alphabet".

All the disciples who met Ruyi retreated to the side of the road, and only dared to aim their naked head at him, silent: "Hello, uncle,"

As he answered calmly: "Yes."

After just a dozen times, Ruyi suddenly took action and without warning, she grabbed the gray round collar of a disciple who had bowed her head and asked, without saying a word, poured him out of his arms, and grabbed it in the air with the empty hand.

The little monk who was turned around in the air fell to the ground with soft feet. He knew something was wrong, and he cried and sat down to the ground with a gurgle.

Just like when you shake the cloth bag, you can look through two pages in the wind and find that it is an idle book with not excessive content, so you close the book with no slight or heavy content.

“…Hanshan Temple rules are prohibited.”

For example, when a person talks, his mood is always light, and his tone when he is angry is not much different from usual. Therefore, no one knows whether he will draw his sword to chop people next moment, or just give a few words of advice.

Later, he issued a penalty: "Go to the precepts court to receive the punishment."

With tears that were scared and cold sweat from her forehead, the little monk sued Xiang Ru twice again and again. Without even saying a word, he ran away like a rabbit.

Soon, new rumors spread: "...Yan Luo was in a bad mood today, and punished the disciples who violated the rules, but he was just punished to go to the precepts academy."

Ruyi didn't know where he went, like a stone plunged into the water, causing ripples.

He has never been very concerned about his reputation, and he only took three people through the forest and walked towards his residence.

He lowered his head and quietly arranged the next matter: After settling down his adoptive father and Feng Rugu, he went to find the abbot alone to report the investigation progress of the disciples in Ming Temple. Then he explained that the adoptive father and Feng Rugu passed by to investigate the murder of Tang Dao's murder, so he came to rest for a few days and tasted vegetarian food for a few days. There was no need to mention the true purpose of their trip, so as not to have a man in the temple doing such dirty things in secret, hitting grass and shocking the snake.

As for the re-orphaning, we also need to do the figures.

When planning your own thoughts, Feng Rugu was also full of sorrow.

...After entering the temple, they walked for a full quarter of an hour, but had not yet arrived at the righteous monk's room.

Feng Rugu walked forward: "Master, how long will it take to go?"

Ruyi decisively exposes his thoughts: "I won't bear you."

Feng Rugu grabbed his belt from behind.

Ruyi stopped, frowned and looked back, and looked at his hand.

He found that this person was really made of porcelain glaze, and there was no blood in his fingertips.

He was determined not to indulge Feng Ruyuan's situation: "Let go."

Feng Rugu was extremely thick-skinned and did not regard himself as an elder at all, and shook like a spoiled person.

Ruyi refused again: "Don't think about it."

Chang Boning, who was beside him, felt a little distressed: "Are you tired as usual?"

Feng Rugu decisively let go of Ruyi's belt and was about to give up his son and defect to Chang Boning, but when he heard Ruyi call him coldly from behind, he felt a little anxious when he said, "...come back."

...

Half a moment later, another disciple who went to get the oil of the Evergreen Light and Ruyi collided opposite him.

He stared at Ruyi with a man on his back, holding his waist with one hand, slowly coming from the other end of the pine path.

His movements were very cautious, as if he was carrying a fragile vase.

The little monk kindly came forward: "Uncle Ruyi, do you need my help?"

Ru, he didn't stop, walked quickly by him and said concisely: "No need, he is sick."

Feng Rugu obediently leaned on him and pretended to be dead. After he walked away, he pressed his face against his back and asked quietly: "What disease do I have?"

"But you wronged you?" Ruyi hugged him tightly and complained, "I'm really cured for laziness."

Feng Rugu repeatedly warned himself to control his feelings and not to act rashly, but he still couldn't help but tease him and said, "How can you know if you don't cure it?"

Ruyi: "That's something that lasts for a long time, and it cannot be changed for the moment..."

Both of them realized that they were out of character were silent at the same time.

Fortunately, the monk's room is already in front of you.

Ruyi stood firm in the pine breeze: "...here."

Even Chang Boning felt that this place was too remote.

Ruyi lived almost on the edge of Hanshan Temple, and had only a lonely monk's house with gray bricks and green tiles. There were no people living with him. It was contrasted with the many continuous monk's houses they had just passed by.

But Ru Yi was at ease with this, pushed open a small fence door and said, "People's foster father, please come in."

The yard is planted with easy-to-fed ivy and ivy, which allows it to grow naturally, and it also grows a magnificent size of a whole yard.

Yesterday it had just rained in Hanshan Temple, and the leaves had just been washed, and they were shining with a healthy shimmer.

There were several rabbits of different colors in the yard, without any restrictions, chewing grass at the corner of the yard, and a gray cat, which was plated into a huge lump, tilted under the window to bask in the sun, and a gray-white kitten pillowed on his belly, licking his paws.

Feng Rugu was just looking at the familiar cat when he saw a little gray cat jumping onto the fence like an arrow, posing as a master, and meowed.

...It was the cat who just jumped on the temple wall and looked out.

It was not afraid of Ruyi. After attracting Ruyi's sight, it softened its voice again, called out in a soft voice, and rushed to Ruyi in front of Ruyi in three or two steps, falling down in the middle of the road, revealing its belly.

Ruyi leaned over and picked it up skillfully, and entered the house with a cat and a seal with the other hand. However, the corner of his eyes always stopped on Chang Boning's face beside him.

...He was looking forward to Chang Boning's expressions when he saw the decoration in the house.

There is a unique world in this simple Buddhist temple, which can be described as "glorious".

The entrance is a screen with Buddhist verses embroidered on it. Turning around the screen, it is a spacious hall for guests, bright and clean, and light is shining towards the wind.

On the east side, a study room was opened, and rows of bookshelves were directly built into the wall, occupying three walls. Most of them were Buddhist scriptures, as well as some Taoist techniques, secret elixirs, musical music, and all four treasures of the study on the desk were selected, and they were so extravagant that they did not have the style of Buddhism.

On the west side is the bedroom. There is a photo in the corner of the wall that is made of a famous phoenix-shou guzheng, which costs a thousand gold coins. It has all kinds of maintenance tools, and several ancient music scores scattered on the nearby table.

The bed is the most exquisite golden nanmu bed. The nanmu silk is made of the best materials. It is very comfortable to sleep on it. Winter and cool in summer.

When Chang Boning saw the various furnishings in the house, he couldn't help but choke.

...How is it so similar to "still water flow deep" here?

Seeing his reaction was like a heart-warming feeling.

When he was a child, when he was his adoptive father, he sat upright at the table and outlined his dream home with strokes and strokes.

There is a tile house, a bed, a small table, and two people.

After the adoptive father found out, he smiled and asked him, "What is this?"

He said seriously: "My home with my adopted father."

The adoptive father took the pen and hugged him on his lap. He took the initiative to add a lot of luxury to a simple cottage, almost tampered with his paintings into another: "This will be much more pleasing to you."

He only stared at the two people in the painting and leaned into his adoptive father's arms: "Yes."

As long as those two people are still there, their place is home.

...It seems now that even if the adoptive father no longer has a close relationship with him, he at least still remembers these decorations.

Feng Rugu put his chin on Ruyi's shoulder, looked around the room, and pulled it out and said with a long voice: "Oh, it's still quite spacious."

Ruyi felt that he was a bit disgusting, and he didn't respond to his words.

Feng Rugu didn't mind either, so he climbed up from Ruyi's back and walked away with his cat.

The cat is clingy, but he doesn't care who is sticking to it. Therefore, he acts as if he is safe and secure. He nests in Feng Rugu's arms, leaving a slender tail to sway outside, just rubbing his ears against Feng Rugu's fingers.

Feng Rugu asked Ruyi: "They asked you to live here alone?"

Ruyi is very fair and does not speak out behind the scenes: "I chose it. It's quiet and far away here, and it's suitable for many things."

...It's like sitting here alone, quietly missing the days of two people.

There is no bedding on the golden nanmu bed, nor is there any popularity, but there is only a little dust on it, which is probably the result of frequent wiping on weekdays.

There is a cushion on the monk's couch nearby, which is where you practice, meditate and rest normally.

Feng Rugu touched the monk's bed and was as hard as hell: "Just sleep here."

"Occasionally, I practice in the precepts hall most of the time." If you dust off the dust on the bed, with a little expectation, you hope that its real master will come to sit on it, "Entertainment Father, please sit."

Due to his false identity, Chang Boning was embarrassed to go to bed and chose a stool to sit down.

If you open your eyes, you will suppress the bitterness of the things in your heart that change and nod your head respectfully: "Entertainment Father, you sit here for a moment. I'll invite a visit to the abbot."

Chang Boning responded, and Ruyi stepped out the door.

Hai Jing, who followed her all the way, returned to the familiar temple, and was inevitably excited. She asked the two Taoist lords for leave, intending to find her fellow villagers in the temple and have a good chat about her experiences and experiences outside these days.

Feng Rugu also sat down on the stool, teasing the kitten with one hand and stroking the kitten's fine and thick neck hair with the other.

The kitten also closed his fingertips with his claws.

Chang Boning sighed: "As it is the same, how long will you hide it? He is really..." He was full of loyalty.

Feng Rugu played with the kitten's beard heartlessly, picked it up and looked at him, and smiled and said, "It's almost done."

...

If you go to find the abbot, you will be told that the abbot is still preaching.
To be continued...