The fearless monk's face also darkened. He turned to me and lowered his voice in a rare way, saying, "Shajia first go in and take a look, Miss here for a moment."

I didn't know what happened, so I just nodded: "Yeah."

The fearless monk hurriedly walked in, and in just a moment he walked out with a calm face. I hurriedly met him: "Uncle Wuwei, what's wrong? Is something wrong with the abbot?"

"Not that, something happened." He looked back in a bad mood, and then said to me with some anger: "Uncle Master, he has meditated."

"Meditation?"

I was stunned.

The fearless monk sighed and said, "I don't know when he will wake up in this meditation."

“…”

"Miss, why don't you go in and take a look?"

“…”

I was silent for a while before nodding and followed him into the Zen temple.

This place is still the same as when I came the day before yesterday, and it is still simple and clean. But I don’t know if it’s my illusion, which adds a bit of silence and coldness than before. It’s obviously midsummer weather, but when I walked in, I suddenly shuddered.

The fearless monk walked to the window lightly, waved me to go over, and carefully pushed open the window.

Through a little gap, I immediately saw the inside of the Zen room.

Monk Zhengjue, my second uncle, was sitting upright on the cushion.

Perhaps, it was still my illusion that his face was old and his bearded and gray, and seemed to be a little older than when he saw him the night before. He sat cross-legged on the cushion, wearing a gray monk's robe and a bright red cassock, and looked even thinner. There was no trace of wind in the room, and there was no expression on his face.

I looked at it for a while, but I felt that I was not a living person.

I said softly, "This is meditation?"

"Yes, it's what we all said, we have entered into meditation." The fearless monk leaned his head and looked at it, and said, "Uncle Master is sitting cross-legged in meditation this time."

I have heard people talk about the lotus sitting cross-legged, which is the supreme method of Buddhists practicing meditation. Those who sit cross-legged in the lotus sitting cross-legged will close their five consciousnesses and fall into the deepest part of the spiritual realm, and all external objects cannot invade; and those who enter the samadhi can maintain their time without eating or drinking.

However, the person who enters the state of meditation can only wait for him to wake him up, and cannot exert external force to wake him up, otherwise it is very likely to cause mental damage to him, and it is possible to become a demon when he becomes crazy.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh: "If this happens, I can't say goodbye to the abbot."

The fearless monk seemed unwilling to let me go for a while, and turned around and said to the two monks: "You two can't think of a solution? It's rare for the eldest lady to come here once."

"This-" the two monks said in embarrassment: "Uncle Fearless Master, you know the rules every time the abbot meditates."

"But he was fine the day before yesterday, why did he suddenly start meditating?"

"We don't have to ask much about the abbot."

"snort!"

His temper could not be controlled, and his voice gradually became louder. I turned around and gently held his arm, shook my head, and said, "Since I have come to meditate this time, that's all my fate with him. Well, if I have the chance in the future, I will come again."

The two monks respectfully saluted me.

I looked back at the silent figure in the meditation room, and said nothing. I gently closed the window and walked out of the Zen temple with the fearless monk.

The gate of the courtyard slowly closed behind us and closed with a slam.

I looked at the quiet meditation temple and the towering gray walls around it, and suddenly asked, "Uncle Wuwei, does the abbot often meditate like this?"

"It's not often, once a year or two."

"Then, is it a long time?"

"Sometimes it's very short, and I wake up in a few days. Once, he meditated for half a year!"

I frowned slightly.

The fearless monk was a little unwilling to give up and said to me: "Miss, it's not easy for you to come here once. Otherwise, go in and see if you can think of a solution."

When I heard this, I was so scared that I waved my hand: "Uncle Wuwei, don't do anything randomly. How can this person who has entered into meditation move casually?"

"But, you're leaving."

Seeing his reluctant and unwilling appearance, I couldn't help but sigh and comforted him with a smile: "Uncle Wuwei, don't do this. Maybe there will be a chance in the future--"

Before I could finish my words, a hurried footsteps came from behind me, and I heard someone shouting, "Miss."

When I looked back, it was Young Master Anyang, who didn't even bring a follower, and ran over panting: "Miss, I finally found you."

I hurriedly went up to me: "What's wrong?"

"Young Master Pei has something to do, so let you go there immediately."

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that what he was talking about should be Pei Yuanfeng. I had just left in the dining hall before, so they should have to go back and prepare to pack up. Why did Young Master Anyang suddenly come over to pass the message panting? I don’t know what was going on?

But I nodded immediately: "Okay."

Even though I said that, seeing him panting all the way, I was still a little breathless, so I didn't set off immediately, just smiled and said, "It's a pity that I didn't bring any servants up the mountain this time. The Tianmu Temple is big again. Thank you for your hard work, the young master went there in person."

He waved his hand, his face turned slightly red, and said, "Miss said this, I dare not behave anymore. I am used to riding horses on weekdays, but I can't ride horses in this temple. Miss, let's go."

"oh……"

I looked back at the Zen temple, then turned around and said, "Let's go."

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He and Wuwei Monk, I walked back all the way. After a while, I arrived at the entrance of the courtyard of the south wing where we lived and found that it was already crowded with people. Several whispering little monks turned around and changed their faces when they saw us. They hurriedly folded their hands and retreated to both sides of the gate.

The fearless monk walked over first, waved his hand and said, "What are you doing here? Do it! "

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Only then did Young Master Anyang and I walk in.

The wing room where several of us rested was here, but at this moment everyone gathered at the door of a wing room, and I recognized it at a glance that it was the one they detained Zhan Zhen.

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat. Could it be that something happened to Zhanzhen?

When I thought about it, I hurriedly ran over. Pei Yuanxiu was also standing at the door. When he turned around and saw me, he hurriedly said, "Qingying, you are here."

"Well, what happened?"

"You see."

He pulled me over, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

The originally clean and tidy wing room was in a mess. The tables and chairs all over the ground, and even the bed tent was cut to pieces. The window facing the door was wide open. The wooden strips sealed from the outside were completely broken. The wind blew, and the windows slapped the walls on both sides, making a bang sound.

And in the middle of the house, a large pool of blood pricked my eyes red.

A young monk lay in a pool of blood, suddenly with a short knife in his chest!

That was the young monk who met me yesterday at the door of the South Room and delivered food to Zhan Zhen. At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

The fearless monk behind him was already angrily saying, "What's going on?"

Pei Yuanfeng stood beside him and watched Xue Muhua and another old monk kneel in a pool of blood. Xue Muhua used two bandages to tie the monk's arms tightly, and then said to the old monk: "I'll shout one, two three, you draw your sword."

"good."

"one two three--!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk pulled out his short sword neatly, and immediately blood surged out of the monk's chest. His whole body twitched reflexibly. Xue Muhua hurriedly pressed his arms on both sides and shouted: "Yuanfeng!"

Pei Yuanfeng stepped forward and directly reached out with his hands and pressed it on the man's chest to block the blood flow.

Blood kept pouring out from his fingers.

I watched the pool of blood under the monk slowly dyeing it, almost spreading to my feet, and felt my hands and feet cold. Pei Yuanxiu immediately reached out and held my cold hand and wrapped it tightly in his palm.

...

After some efforts, the blood finally stopped.

Pei Yuanfeng and Wuwei together carefully lifted the monk to bed to rest. The man had never woken up from beginning to end, but his face became even darker, his pale lips were slightly closed, as if his breathing had no temperature.

Xue Muhua stood in front of the bed with blood stains on both hands, his face pale as if it was almost the same as the person on the bed. Suddenly he staggered and almost fell.

Pei Yuanfeng hurriedly stepped forward and held her in his arms: "Mu Hua, are you okay?"

Xue Muhua looked back at him and shook his head gently: "It's okay."

"Thank you for your hard work."

“…”

This time, Xue Muhua seemed to have no strength to speak, so he just shook his head gently.

Pei Yuanfeng hurriedly said, "Go back and have some rest."

Xue Muhua looked at the injured person on the bed, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said to Pei Yuanfeng: "Remember, try his pulse every moment, and never give him water. If he wakes up, let someone come to me immediately."

"good."

After Xue Muhua finished speaking, he turned around and walked out, but seeing that she was walking every step very hard. As soon as she reached the door, Li'er immediately walked up to support her and said, "I'll help you!"

Xue Muhua looked down at her, and a faint smile finally appeared on her face: "Thank you."

The two of them slowly walked out.

At this time, I had no time to sigh at Li'er's sensibility and Xue Muhua's hard work. I turned around and looked at the room again, and immediately found something wrong: "Where is Zhan Zhen?"

Pei Yuanfeng looked back at me and said in a deep voice: "Escape."

"What?!"

"We just came back to pack up our things, but we found that the lock on his door was open, but there was no one at the door. So we immediately came in and saw that the master had almost died when he entered his chest with a knife in his chest, and Zhan Zhen disappeared."

I immediately frowned.

The fearless monk stood beside him, his face was astonished as he was now angry, and his teeth were chewing: "His grandma!"

Pei Yuanfeng's face was better than him and couldn't see anything. He turned around and said to Young Master Anyang and Tang Ting, "Thank you for your hard work and stay here. If this master wakes up, he will immediately call me, but I must remember that there can't be no one here!"

Young Master Anyang and Tang Ting both nodded immediately: "Yes."

Several of us slowly walked out of the south wing room. Several monks were already standing there outside the iron gate. Everyone was silent and silent, and kept walking out.

Although no one spoke, I knew that everyone must have too many words in their hearts and too many doubts to explain. Especially my heart was beating, as if something had been lingering, and it had become a haze. But when I really wanted to clear the fog, I found that I had no idea. Pei Yuanfeng walked in front, obviously leading everyone out of the gate of Tianmu Temple, walked to the small pavilion outside the gate, and then sat down.

I knew he should have something to say, and after sitting down, he said softly: "What do you think?"
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