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The early morning sunshine shines through the dense branches and leaves on the dirt roads in the countryside, leaving mottled silver fragments on the ground.

We took Bai Zining back to the town hospital and left.

As for how he chooses, that is his own business.

I have no right to dictate other people's lives.

The car was speeding on the road, and Dabiao sighed from time to time.

However, when we arrived at the county seat, his mood improved again.

"Brother, my home is not far from the county seat. Do you want to go and sit down?"

I thought about it and said, "Not this time. If you miss home, you can find a place to get off the bus and go back to have a look. I can go back to the city myself."

"I just came out of home. Which home should I go back to?" Da Biao was slightly disappointed, but still smiled.

The car didn't slow down and passed quickly through the county town and onto the highway back to Dongzhou City.

I couldn't rest all night. I was afraid that Dabiao would fall asleep while driving, so I kept chatting with him until we returned to the village in the city.

When we got back to the house, neither of us could hold on any longer, so we squeezed into the same bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was dark again, and Dabiao was still sleeping soundly. I didn't call him, closed the bedroom door, and went to the shop alone.

Opening my backpack, I took out the paintings I got at the old head's house, looked at them again and again, and fell into deep thought.

Li Xiaohei emerged from the black umbrella, climbed onto my shoulder, stared at the scroll curiously, and stretched out his short, pale hands.

"Don't move." I rubbed his cold little head, put the scroll away, and then woke up Dabiao to go out for dinner.

After the meal, I transferred 10,000 yuan to Dabiao.

"Brother, what are you doing? The money I gave you last time hasn't been spent yet." Da Biao said in shock.

"It's your hard-earned money for accompanying me on this trip." I said in a tone that I couldn't refuse, "Here you go, take it. If you want to do things with me, don't talk so much nonsense."

"So you agree that I will do things with you! Then I won't be polite to you, and I will take the money!"

Da Biao was pleasantly surprised. He was not a troubled person and happily accepted the money.

I asked him to go back to the apartment and look after the little monk.

"Brother, do you really want to go to the ancient tomb? When will you leave?"

"Don't worry about this. Your task is to help me keep an eye on the little monk and prevent him from being discovered by the monks of Yunhua Temple."

"But going to the tomb is very dangerous. I don't trust you alone."

"Are you the eldest brother or am I the eldest brother?" I glared at him, "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements."

"Okay." Dabiao had to agree.

After he returned to the apartment, he immediately called me via video call.

The little monk was very obedient. He stayed at home for more than a day and looked very good.

Even though he was not in a very high mood, he kept holding his rag bag, not knowing what treasure was inside.

The clues in the small coffin have not yet been found.

I even doubt whether Zen Master Taixu put any clues in before he died, or maybe the young monk was too panicked and misheard.

Ignore this matter for now, my focus is on the ancient tomb.

In the dead of night, I sat alone at my desk, put the human skin map on the table, and studied it carefully.

The real location of the Eight Immortals Mountain has been told to me by the ancient head.

It's not in Linshi, but within the jurisdiction of Dongzhou City. It's not too far from Linshan County. Even the name is very similar, it's called Linxian County, but it's much more remote.

The star pattern on the map is Rigel under the constellation Tiger White.

"The Water Ape is the seventh constellation in the west, located in front of the white tiger. Although it is the last of the seven constellations, it is the most important part.

Rigel's work is prosperous, his wealth and glory are better than those of Shi Chong, his marriage is auspicious, and his home is filled with food, clothing, cattle and horses. "

This is the explanation for Rigel in my dad’s notes.

There is the word "burial" in it, so it should be a good day for burial.

Two days later, it will be Rigel's day.

But I can't wait until the day after tomorrow to set off, I have to rush in advance to familiarize myself with the terrain. Missing the Betelgeuse watch is equivalent to missing the opportunity to enter the ancient tomb.

Recalling Gutou's confession before his death, I knew this trip would not go smoothly.

After putting things away, I let Li Xiaohei play by himself, sitting cross-legged on the bed and practicing quietly.

The whole night passed quickly.

Early the next morning, I went out to buy some things and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Da Biao called me and said very excitedly that the little monk had found a clue.

However, I couldn’t explain it clearly on the phone, so I put all my belongings in my backpack and went to their rented apartment.

in the living room.

The small red coffin was placed on the coffee table, and the lid of the coffin was opened to reveal the inside.

"Little monk, what did you find?"

The young monk did not answer immediately. Instead, he put his hand into the small coffin, clasped his fingers on the bottom board, and pushed hard.

There was a click.

The bottom panel was pushed open to reveal a small mezzanine.

The coffin is already small enough, but the interlayer is even more miniaturized, only about two millimeters thick.

Inside was a jade plaque the size of a bank card.

The surface is smooth and shiny, without any carved patterns.

"What is this?" I took out the jade plaque. The tentacles were cold and delicate. There was no pattern on the front, but a Buddhist rune was carved on the back.

But I don't understand what it means.

"If I guess correctly, it should be the secret treasure of our Yunhua Temple." The young monk said with a serious expression.

I raised my eyebrows: "What secret treasure?"

"Rakshasa order." The young monk carefully took the jade token and put it into the small coffin. He then reset the small coffin and held it in his hands for fear of breaking it.

"Rakshasa Order? What does it have to do with Rakshasa Temple?" I asked in surprise.

"I don't know about this. The Rakshasa Order has always been under the control of Zen Master Taixu. Whoever passes it to will be the next leader. This is also the first time I have seen it."

I opened my eyes wide: "Is it possible that you are the next host?"

"It's impossible. I'm just a little monk serving tea and water. How could I be chosen as the host? Zen Master Taixu must have other reasons for doing this."

The young monk shook his head.

"Then why did the Zen master give such an important treasure to a little monk like you who doesn't even have a full head of hair?"

"I was the only one who was there before the Zen master died, and he had no choice but to save it for me." The young monk thought deeply.

"I guess whoever can figure out the cause of his death will be the next host."

I smiled and said, "Didn't he say that I am the one who can clear your suspicion? I can't be the next host. Let's make it clear first that I have no interest in becoming a monk."

"Only people with wisdom can enter Buddhism. You don't look like it." The young monk looked at me seriously and said.

"In this case, you just stay here honestly. When the truth comes out, you can go back."

From now on, it seems that the death of Zen Master Taixu has nothing to do with me. It is an internal struggle within their Buddhist sect, so I have nothing to worry about.

"Maybe this is why Zen Master Taixu asked me to come to you. Thank you to the donor for taking you in. I will definitely repay you in the future. Amitabha!"

The young monk put his hands together and solemnly performed a Buddhist salute to me.

I was amused by his serious look.

"Hey, repay? Then I'm looking forward to it."