Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 13 Letter from Deadwood
"Amitabha."

Ben Yin chanted the Buddha's name and handed the letter to Ku Rong who was sitting cross-legged, "Master, this is the letter sent by Master Uncle Kumu."

Ku Rong nodded, opened the envelope, checked it, his expression gradually became solemn.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Ben asked out of curiosity, "Master, what's the matter, but what's so weird about this letter?"

"Ben Yin, do you remember the 'silver-lettered gold paper' sent by 'Dalun Mingwang' Jiumozhi a few days ago?"

"Of course I remember this. This Jiumozhi said that he wanted to burn my temple's "Six Meridians Excalibur Atlas" to the old benefactor Murong Bo who has passed away long ago, fulfilling the old promise."

"However, from the point of view of my nephew, he simply wants it for himself. He is really a virtuous monk in vain."

As he spoke, Benyin gradually became angry, and he snorted heavily.

Ku Rong shook his head, and handed the letter to Ben Yin, "Nephew Ben Yin, you can see for yourself."

Benyin took it full of doubts, and his expression changed from anger to shock just now, and he raised his head abruptly.

"This... this Murong Bo is not dead? Uncle Master can't make a mistake, right?

And didn't the blood knife patriarch of the blood knife sect have a deep grudge with Jiumozhi?Why did you come to trouble me at Tenryuji together? "

"Nephew, don't worry."

Ku Rong looked at the dark clouds in the distance, but couldn't see the emotion on his face, "You continue to look down."

"Yes."

Benyin replied, looked down, his expression changed from time to time, and his arms trembled slightly.

"This... this... if what this letter says is true, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe in Tianlong Temple."

"False can't be true, real can't be fake."

With a calm expression, Ku Rong said slowly, "Whether it's true or not, you will find out in a few days, so don't worry too much, nephew."

"Amitabha, it's a poor monk who has fallen into delusion. It's a sin."

Ben Yin clasped his hands together and nodded slightly, "Then what should we do now, Master?"

Ku Rong's eyes flickered, and he said slowly, "In addition to continuing to practice "Six Meridians Sword", all we need to do is... wait."

"Wait?"

Ku Rong nodded, and said in a deep voice, "If we can wait until Master Yideng returns to the temple, all problems can be easily solved."

"What if we can't wait?"

"Then...then you can't wait..."

……

into the night.

The stars are gone, the lonely moon is hard to see, and the night is very dark.

Long Peng sat quietly in the guest room, using the "Northern Darkness Transforming Qi Chapter", to transform the internal energy absorbed from Sikong Xuan in the past few days into "Northern Darkness True Qi".

Long Peng reckoned that if it could be completely transformed, it would take about five days. At that time, the true energy in his body would probably be half of what he used to be, that is, the high-quality internal energy of ten years.

Tee, Tee, Tee...

Benyin knocked on the door and said slowly, "Is the benefactor asleep?"

"Not asleep yet."

squeak-

Long Peng gradually stopped practicing, put on his shoes and socks, and opened the door with a puzzled expression.

"Amitabha, I am deeply sorry for disturbing you in the middle of the night, and I hope the benefactor will forgive you."

"Master, come and talk first."

Long Peng retreated into the room, lit the candle lamp, poured a bowl of tea, and pushed it over, "I don't know why the master visited late at night, why?"

Ben Yin sat down slowly, "I would like to know what else Master Kumu had to say besides that letter?"

"Can the benefactor explain in detail?"

Long Peng wasn't surprised, his expression was calm.

"That day in Meishan, I was seriously injured and was rescued by Master Deadwood.

Afterwards, my enemy came after me, and I resisted it. When I came back, Master Deadwood had already left, leaving only a letter for me to send to Tianlong.

As for the rest of the words, they are for what I said below, and have nothing to do with outsiders, so please forgive me by Abbot Benyin. "

Benyin nodded, and asked again, "Does the benefactor know where Uncle Kumu has gone? Why didn't he go back to the temple?"

"This one……"

Long Peng thought for a while, "I don't know if Master knows about 'Chilian Fairy' Li Mochou?"

Ben was stunned for a moment, "Is it... the Lujiazhuang incident?"

Long Peng nodded slightly, "Master Dead Wood went to Jiaxing, Jiangnan for that matter."

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful."

Benyin clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name a few times, and murmured, "Master Kumu's wish has been fulfilled, so good..."

Long Peng drank some tea and asked, "I wonder if Master has any other questions?"

Benyin was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "In a few days, our temple will be invaded by powerful enemies. I decided to close the temple for a period of time, so I have a word with the benefactor in advance to avoid being implicated."

Long Peng froze for a moment, "Then I go?"

"Whether to go or stay, the benefactor can decide for himself, but..."

Benyin raised his head and stared at Longpeng, "I think that although the benefactor is young, his steps are steady, his breath is long, and his martial arts are no longer inferior to the old monk's. Therefore, I have the audacity to ask the benefactor to help me in Tianlong Temple."

"I don't know what to do next?"

"Grandmaster has won the prize. Where is the master's skill?"

Long Peng smiled and waved his hands, then clasped his fists together and said, "A certain person is willing to help Tianlong Temple."

"Benevolence and righteousness, thank you, old monk."

Benyin breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked a little more relaxed, "If this difficulty passes, and the benefactor will have difficulties in the future, I, Tianlong Temple, will definitely try my best to help."

"Master, you are welcome."

Long Peng smiled and cupped his hands, and asked, "By the way, I don't know when the powerful enemy will attack, but do you have the exact time? Those are the enemies."

Ben Yin frowned slightly, "I don't dare to confirm the time, but it will be the end of this month at the latest."

"As for people, I can be sure that the Blood Knife Patriarch of the Blood Knife Sect and the 'Da Ming Dharma King' Jiumozhi will come. As for whether there will be other masters, I don't know."

Hearing this, Long Peng frowned, thought for a while, and replied, "Master, I want to go out of the temple tomorrow, and I will return to the temple before the end of the month."

Benyin froze for a moment, sighed in his heart, and the smile on his face was slightly bitter.

"I know."

"It's getting late, the old monk will not disturb the benefactor's rest, so he will leave now."

Long Peng nodded, "Master, I will see you off."

"You don't have to be polite, the benefactor."

After Ben Yin left, the room returned to silence, Long Peng took off his shoes and socks, returned to the couch, took out the map and looked at it carefully.

"Would you like to go to the Cangpai..."

"Forget it, I'm asking for trouble for no reason. If the master knows, I'm afraid I'll be angry. It's better not to do such bad things."

"If that's the case... then go out to fish and get rid of evil."

Thoughts must be.

The dragon pendant circulated for a while in the "Northern Darkness Huaqi Chapter", and then began to sit quietly to increase the "primordial spirit".

He has not yet reached the state where he is restless and energetic.

Taoism sits in meditation.

Although it has a certain soothing effect on the spirit, it still cannot completely replace sleep.

In the middle of the night, Long Peng recuperated and lay down, having a good sleep.

For more than a year.

Long Peng was hunted down first, and then rushed on non-stop. His spirit was always in a tense state, and he seldom slept comfortably.

Today, in this Tianlong Temple, you can have a good sleep without any worries.

(End of this chapter)