Sealing Knife

Xie Li followed Xue Chanyi step by step and walked back three or three times. The latter had to move to the left side before the sun went down.

Ye Fusheng only asked Xie Li to bring words to Duan Heng, saying that he didn't have to worry, he wanted to be familiar with the way and went back later. After seeing the two leave, he withdrew his gaze. He touched the bark pit with his fingers, and suddenly pulled the small bark off with force, looking like it was torn by the beast.

He clapped his hands, did not stay here, and went to the front yard.

It's noon, and Xiangji cooks fire and prepares vegetarian dishes early. Those sectarians think highly of themselves and refuse to eat in the same room with these dragons and snakes, so they have to bring the food box to the room. The rest of the people gathered in the large dining hall to eat.

Ye Fusheng rubbed his clothes around a few times, and the original neat clothes had a few more pleats. After looking at it, there was more old meaning, and then the hair was slightly messed up, and the whole person became a Luotuozi. He changed his look again, and it looked a lot gloomy. He picked up a piece of charcoal and made a slight appearance at the corner of his eyebrows. Although his face had not changed a lot, he looked strange but he mixed into the crowd and served a bowl of green vegetable tofu. People fight for the table.

Seeing a lot of dancing, hearing and talking, Ye Fusheng did not take the initiative to interrogate, but pulled the cocoon from these noisy noises, and occasionally thrown a sentence or two, seemingly reconciled, but actually quietly guided the topic direction, and finally heard these people talk Something useful.

A man with a knife at the side table said to his companion: "The person who heard that Qingfengmen left the mountain this morning."

Ye Fusheng quietly scooped a spoonful of soup, and only heard another person say: "It's time to go, forty people have come to the left and right. These seven days of fighting martial arts battles have injured most of them, and they have no chance to win. Just go. "

"I remember that Zheng Yangzong had no grievances with them. Why did he remove one arm of Qingfengmen disciple yesterday?"

"When the battle rises, the sword has no eyes, but it is inferior to people, who blames it?" The man knocked the tea bowl and succumbed. "I want to say that Wuxiang Temple can't help fighting this time is very good, lest Some cats and dogs occupy seats in the conference, adding trouble and wasting time. If you have self-knowledge, you should go back and learn for another two years, otherwise you will not blame others for missing your arms and legs. "

All of the martial arts people were present. He didn't say anything in his words. For a time, the atmosphere of the dining room solidified. Some people were still eating vegetables and soup, but his eyes were already out of breath.

Ye Fusheng slowly tossed a piece of tofu, only to feel that the crowd of people was pretended to be a shell by a beast.

With a snap, someone put the chopsticks on the table, and the sword came over, and shouted to the man who said something loudly: "Your Excellency is bold, you don't know if you have the skill? In the next Song Wei, you are a disciple of Konghua. I want to ask for advice. "

Ye Fusheng glanced at the two of them. Song Wei was young but his inner breath was not weak. The speaker was older and his hands were well-coated. Obviously he was a good knife.

The two men fought against each other on the basis of their merits. If we talk about the means experience, this young man is afraid of losing money.

Ye Fusheng chewed the dishes in his mouth carefully, even when the two of them went out, his vision was not clear. However, he sat down like a mountain, but there were many people around him who couldn't breathe, either put down the tableware and chop for friends, or picked up the weapon to cross his eyebrows and turned his eyes. Down.

Most of the fireworkers and monks who distributed meals were strange, but only a small number of people now disagreed and did not say anything. They praised the Buddha and did their own thing, maintaining the illusion of orderliness.

Ye Fusheng is still chewing slowly on the green bean curd lacking in oil and salt, as if this is what the taste of the mountain is, even a bite of soup should slowly slip across the throat.

The next monk looked interesting, and when he finally put the chopsticks, he smiled and asked, "The donor is also a vegetarian?"

Ye Fusheng froze for a moment before scratching his head, quite embarrassed, and said: "Xun, ordinary, but just hungry all the way, and the vegetarian food in the temple is not hungry, and he can't help being greedy. , Thank you for your hospitality. "

Monk He said: "Xianji Kitchen has not enough staff. Fortunately, Jiansi has hired a new kitchen worker for this conference. It is very good to be able to meet the donor's taste. I can't thank you."

Other monks around looked at Ye Fusheng for a few moments. The left and right sides were a fool-like fool, and they did not see any unusual places, and then took their eyes away.

Ye Fusheng casually chatted a few words, and followed the others out of the dining room. He could feel the strange eyes following him, but only relaxed his body as if he hadn't felt it, and then seemed to disappear into the crowd as usual.

Not far from the dining hall is the Yanwuchang, Ye Fusheng originally wanted to see the situation, but he saw a person coming on the corridor to go to the dining hall, and then walked past the other side, with a whisper: "City Xinhu is waiting for you, and come soon. "

The man was Xuan Su. He was in a hurry, but he didn't expect to meet Ye Fusheng here. Although the other party didn't look back, his voice was easy to recognize. Xuan Su whispered back, but he wasn't stupid enough to change color, and went to the dining hall.

Cixin Lake is not far behind the Guanyin Hall. It is a secluded place with few people. Ye Fusheng came to the first step to make sure that there were no idle people here. Then he found a big tree, turned over, hidden between the branches and leaves, and looked at the six ways and listened to all directions.

Xuan Su didn't let him wait for a long time, but he arrived here soon. Ye Fusheng picked a leaf and threw it, just across the side of his face. The latter looked down the road and saw a hand sticking out from the branches and leaves, and pointed his finger at him.

When Xuansu turned over, Ye Fusheng saw that he was holding a paper bag in his hand and smiled, "Hungry?"

Xuan Su nodded and said, "Shi Cai went to see the abbot with the uncle, and the uncle stayed in Yunshuitang to lecture with the abbot, let me leave first. The meal in the temple has been delivered to the left compartment, but from The quiet room went around quite far, so I went to the dining room, and I didn't expect to meet you. "

Ye Fusheng opened the paper bag, and in order to come to see him quickly, Xuan Su hurriedly took a bun and two pieces of bean cake. He picked up the bean cake and tasted it, then handed the steamed buns to Xuan Su, but broke the rest of the bean cakes into fine pieces, and said, "Eat the steamed bun pads first, so you can keep this bean cake first."

Xuan Su just bit his steamed bun. He heard it and said, looking up, "There is something wrong with the bean cake?"

Ye Fusheng pulled out the towel and wiped his hands: "Suitable, I picked three dishes and one soup in the dining hall and ate it down carefully, and found that everything except corn rice and steamed bread was drugged."

Xuan Su's face changed, and the buns couldn't take a bite, and when he reached out, he would go and probe his pulse: "Then why do you still have to eat?"

"If I don't give it a try, how do I know what the problem is?" Ye Fusheng avoided his hand. "You don't have to panic. I dare to take it naturally and surely. Besides, this medicine is not poisonous, it doesn't hurt lives, it's just easy. Stimulate the circulation of qi and blood of martial arts, and be prone to manic after being catalyzed by internal force. "

Xuan Su has seen a lot of people in the world, but his thoughts are very transparent. When his thoughts turn around, his eyes become cold: "Since these seven days, there have been many armed conflicts among the people who have participated in the martial arts conferences. There is no shortage of injured people. "

"The people behind the scene are clever. They don't stab anyone with a knife, but they hurt themselves." Ye Fusheng wrapped the okara and handed it to him. Waiting for opportunities among various schools, even burying hidden piles in Wuxiang Temple to cope with the outside, I have to say good things. "

Xuan Su's voice turned cold: "I'm afraid there are not many people with such skills on the rivers and lakes. There should be fewer people who cover the sky with such a hand."

"It seems that you and I guessed one, but the guess is just a guess, and I was also shocked by the empty mouth." Ye Fusheng bent his leg and put his chin on his knee. "Speaking of it, you see the abbot today. How do you feel? "

Xuan Su has a simple personality and speaks straight: "Meeting is not as famous."

The abbot of Semen is already an old monk who is sixty years old. Although he is not as famous as his brother Sekong, he is also a famous monk. He is very precise in his Buddhist meditation, and his martial arts accomplishments are few, and he has always been compassionate. Judging by Xuan Su's identity, he shouldn't say such a comment.

Ye Fusheng raised an eyebrow: "Want to hear the details."

Xuan Su said: "Due to the speculations in the previous letters, Uncle Shi intends to talk to him about old things. Although the other party is correct in answering the question, he will have problems when he transfers to the morals of the Zen scriptures. Although he came to his mouth, he lost his flexibility. If such a person is a brother of the Western Buddha and an abbot without a phase, I am afraid that the temple without a phase will become a yellow flower tomorrow. "

Ye Fusheng's blood was sharp: "So you suspect he is fake?"

Although Li Daitao ’s method of stiffness is good, it takes a lot of time and effort to perfectly imitate a person. Especially for a monk like Seki, in addition to understanding the way of doing things, his full stomach is also a problem.

Those who practice monks understand their psychology, those who practice Buddhism realize the Zen machine, come and go from cold to heat, and the three springs and one long life are not a one-day job.

So Xuan Su replied: "Shouldn't it?"

"But you can see the problem, Uncle Duanheng will not understand? If he is really fake, how can he keep Uncle Duanheng to continue talking in Yunshuitang?" Ye Fusheng smiled, "Look at people You can't watch things on the surface. You can see Yunshu very fine, but not deep enough. "

Xuan Su's thoughts changed sharply: "You mean ... The abbot is deliberately exposed such a flaw, is it to warn me and Uncle Duan Heng? Uncle Master is in Yunshuitang, is there something to secretly pass?"

Ye Fusheng said: "When you meet the abbot, are there any outsiders around you?"

Xuansu said: "Master Seiro of the temple is also present. I wanted to leave with me, but was left behind by the abbot to talk about Zen."

Ye Fusheng's mouth twitched: "As a result, we can't be lazy."

Xuan Su froze for a moment, and then listened to Ye Fusheng said: "It's hard to see the abbot borrowing Uncle Shi to come and hold the dark pile for us. How can we miss the opportunity?"

Seeing that the abbot ’s argument on leaving Duanheng is false, and the secret message is second, the real purpose is the master Seru who was left behind by him.

It is not easy to penetrate Wuxiang Temple, so the dark pile cannot be a monk. It must have a high weight to open the door for the black hand behind the scenes. It is easier to control the temple.

Because he is in charge of the affairs of Wuxiang Temple, he can insert the piles one by one in an orderly manner, and he is even more surprised to restrain the abbot.

In order to avoid extracurricular matters, I am afraid that they did not think about really inviting Taishang in the beginning, but they saw the abbot notice the incident and deliberately changed the handwriting to write the invitation, in this obscure way to cause warning.

The arrival of Duan Heng is a point to break the deadlock. Seo Ruo originally wanted to monitor the coloring to see the abbot continue to pretend to be a puppet, but he did not expect the other party to use the Duan Heng counter general to trap him in Yunshuitang.

"The abbot's letter is secretly arranged, and it can be seen that one of Hengming and Hengyuan must collude with Se-ruo." Xuan Su's brain turned fast. "Now Seo is trapped, the man will definitely go when he receives the wind." Change the deployment, this is our chance to follow suit! "

Ye Fusheng rubbed the black streaks of his eyebrows with charcoal and smiled: "I've inquired secretly. Hengming is helping the guest monk at the gate of the mountain to welcome people, and Hengyuan returned to his room to rest."

After a pause, Ye Fusheng looked up at the sky: "Today's sky is overcast, the forest is hidden, and it's dark."