The fat man naturally knew what Nanfeng was looking for Yuan Anning, so he asked casually, "The places where the turtle shells are placed are dangerously close. Is she willing to take the risk with us?"
"She will go." Nanfeng nodded. Although Yuan Anning was taciturn, she had good moral character and knew how to repay kindness. At the beginning of the year, the two fled Chang'an. They met Hu Yinzi outside the city and exposed their whereabouts. Long Yunzi sent someone Since he was squatting in Helin Town, the two Yuqing Taoists who were squatting in Helin Town were removed by Yuan Anning and Zhuge Chanjuan.
"That's it, go ahead." The fat man yawned.
Nan Feng turned around and was about to leave, then stopped after thinking, "How about you come with me."
"What am I going to do?" The fat man didn't want to move.
"Go and be a companion." Nanfeng said. It has been almost half a year since we said goodbye to the Orc Valley. If Zhuge Chanjuan didn't feed his borer, he might starve to death. Zhuge Chanjuan naturally knew this. If something unexpected happens, they will come to look for him in the next few days. Zhuge Chanjuan is too jealous, and he also knows that Yuan Anning helped the two of them eliminate the threat in Helin Town. If he happens to be hit by Zhuge Chanjuan during this trip, he will jump into the Yellow River. I can’t clean it up anymore, so I have to drag the fat man along to be a witness.
The fat man was so exhausted that he didn't want to move. Nan Feng tried hard to persuade him, so he reluctantly agreed and left Lao Bai and other eighth masters behind. The two of them went to the city overnight.
Yuan Anning lives in Xicheng, to the north of the ruined temple where the two lived before. When they went to look for Yuan Anning, they would pass by the ruined temple.
Seeing that the ruined temple was not far away, the two of them went back to the ruined temple.
It was late autumn when I left the dilapidated temple at the age of twelve, and it was also late autumn when I returned at the age of seventeen. It has been five years since there was no one to live in or repair it. The dilapidated temple has become even more dilapidated, and the yard is full of weeds.
The two moved grass into the house, and immediately noticed something strange after entering the house.
"There are footprints on the ground. Someone came here not long ago." The fat man pointed to the ground.
"It's a woman." Nanfeng took a deep breath. The visitor may have left not long ago, and the aroma of rouge and gouache still lingered in the room.
"Who?" the fat man asked doubtfully.
Nanfeng shook his head. According to the footprints in the room, it was not difficult to find that the visitor had walked through the ruined temple.
"Could it be the big eyes?" the fat man guessed.
"I don't know." Nanfeng shook his head. Although rouge and gouache all have fragrances, the fragrances are different. The cheap vulgar powders are fragrant, but very pungent. Expensive gouache is refreshing and has a long-lasting aroma, and the aroma in the ruined temple is the latter.
"Could it be the eldest sister?" Fatty guessed again.
Nanfeng did not answer, but walked slowly from the ruined temple following the footprints. The visitor walked to the right after entering the door. There was a broken clay pot in the southeast corner of the ruined temple, which was used for cooking. There are fingerprints on the edge of the pot, which shows that the visitor has picked up the pot.
By this time, Nanfeng was already sure that it was one of Big Eyes and Chu Huairou. Among the seven, only two of them were women, and only they could use rouge and gouache.
The footprints then went to the damaged statue of the god, and then went to the southwest corner through the northwest corner. There were traces of walking back and forth in the southwest corner, and there were also finger marks left by touching on the broken edge of the south window.
"It's eldest sister." Nanfeng said.
"Huh?" Fatty responded. He naturally believed in Nanfeng's judgment. What he wanted to know was the reason why Nanfeng made this judgment.
"The eldest sister slept in this position back then," Nanfeng pointed to the northeast corner. "Big Eyes slept in the northeast corner, but the visitors did not go to that corner."
"So the eldest sister is in Chang'an now?" Fatty answered. Although the seven of them lived in the same room, their sleeping positions were separate and fixed. He slept in the southeast, Big Eyes slept in the northeast, Nanfeng and Changle leaned against the statue, and the northwest was Lu Pingchuan and Mo Li, and Chu Huairou were sleeping in the southwest corner.
"Probably." Nanfeng nodded. The two men robbed the prison during the day and made a fuss. Chu Huairou may have learned the news, so he returned to the ruined temple to look for them. Unfortunately, the two came a little late. If they had come earlier, they might have met each other. .
"I wonder how my eldest sister is doing now?" The fat man was moved by the scene, feeling a little sad.
"It should be a good life. It's not cheap gouache." Nanfeng said.
The fat man nodded, walked to the southeast corner and sat down against the wall, "I miss them very much."
"Me too." Nanfeng sat down against the earth statue. The earth statue was severely damaged, and only half of the mud tire was left.
"It would be great if we could always be together." Fatty said.
"It's impossible. Sooner or later we will be separated when we grow up," Nanfeng sighed and added, "You just asked me what my dream is. Actually, I really don't have any big dreams. Apart from helping Master clear his name, my biggest wish is One day the seven of us can come back here, have a drink and stay overnight."
The fat man touched the broken jar and said, "There will be a day."
Afterwards, the two of them did not speak for a while. People should look forward, strive actively, and fight bravely when they are alive. However, while fighting hard, they should also find time to calm down, recall where they started from, and think about themselves no matter how hard they are. Wherever you want to go.
After a long time, the fat man spoke first, "Let's go and do some business."
Nanfeng shook his head, "It's too late. I won't go. Let's wait until tomorrow. We'll stay here tonight."
The fat man naturally agreed, nodded and leaned against the back wall, "My arm hurts. Go get some firewood and make a fire."
Nanfeng said, "I don't want to take Yuan Anning with me, but we can't break those mechanisms."
Nanfeng said it suddenly, and the fat man was confused when he heard the words. Just as he was about to answer, footsteps came from outside, "Why do you live here?"
When he heard the voice of Zhuge Chanjuan, the fat man realized that Nanfeng heard the sound and knew that Zhuge Chanjuan was coming. The previous words were deliberately said to Zhuge Chanjuan.
The fat man made a contemptuous gesture towards Nan Feng, then tilted his head and pretended to sleep. He had learned Zhuge Chanjuan's methods from Fengming Mountain last time. Zhuge Chanjuan thought he was in the way and knocked him out with sweat medicine. You have to be discerning, so just pretend to be asleep and don't wait for someone to drug you.
"Why are you here?" Nanfeng stood up to greet him.
"As you said, can't I come?" Zhuge Chanjuan strode into the door, wearing a hundred-pocket flower robe and carrying a small baggage in her hand.
"Of course you can, we were talking about you just now." Nanfeng said.
"It's not me you were talking about just now." Zhuge Chanjuan took out a bamboo tube from her pocket, took out a porcelain bottle, and dropped a few drops of thick liquid into the bamboo tube.
"What is this?" Nanfeng asked.
"Honey that feeds insects." Zhuge Chanjuan put away her bamboo tube and stretched out her hand towards the south wind.
Nanfeng took out the bamboo tube containing the moth borer, Zhuge Chanjuan took it, dropped a few drops into it, stuffed it with a cork, and returned it to Nanfeng.
Even though the fat man pretended to be asleep, Zhuge Chanjuan did not let him go. She sprinkled a handful of medicinal powder with her backhand and turned to Nanfeng and asked, "Don't you miss me?"
Before Nanfeng answered, the fat man sneezed loudly in the corner.
Zhuge Chanjuan frowned upon hearing the sound, and gave another blow with her backhand.
The fat man still didn't faint, but he coughed and got up helplessly, "Sister, stop being poisonous, why don't I make room for you?"
Seeing that the Mongolian sweat medicine didn't work, Zhuge Chanjuan was very puzzled and looked at the fat man walking out with a slap on his butt.
"Why are you going?" Nanfeng asked.
"Make room for you." The fat man left angrily.
Seeing Nanfeng's displeasure, Zhuge Chanjuan was a little embarrassed, "Why can't I charm him?"
"His eight-part golden body has almost reached the fifth level." Nanfeng said. The eight-part golden body is a magical power of Buddhism. It tempers the skin, flesh, muscles and bones. What is powerful is the body and soul. Successful cultivation will not only make you invulnerable, It is also invulnerable to a hundred poisons.
Zhuge Chanjuan thought the fat man was getting in the way, so it was just as she wanted the fat man to leave. She put down the baggage and reached out to hug him, "Hey, little man, did you miss me?"
"I've thought about it, I've thought about it. I've heard about your master. I'm sorry and accept the change." Nanfeng said.
Zhuge Chanjuan was originally full of joy, but when she heard Nanfeng talking about Wang Zhong, her heart became gray and she let go and sighed.
"People cannot be resurrected, so don't be too sad," Nanfeng comforted him, "By the way, was that a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"
"A natural disaster. The gunpowder used in Momen's mines is Yang Ni, which is cold-resistant but cannot withstand heat. The heat in the south was unbearable in those days, and the Saltpeter exploded." Zhuge Chanjuan picked up the baggage and placed it on the divine case.
"Your master can channel spirits and have a relationship with the underworld. Even if he goes to the underworld, he won't be too sad." Nanfeng comforted.
Zhuge Chanjuan shook her head, "It was noon when the incident occurred. The Yang Qi was already strong, and due to the impact of Yang Ni, it was still a waste of time. I'm afraid my soul may not be intact."
"Have all the funeral affairs been taken care of?" Nanfeng asked.
Zhuge Chanjuan nodded, "I have been observing filial piety from Jue Tianling during this period. Not long ago, the period of filial piety expired, so I came out to look for you."
"You came just in time. My meridians were unblocked two months ago..."
"Why did it take so long?" Zhuge Chanjuan interrupted Nanfeng's words.
"There was an accident on the road." Nanfeng briefly told them that they encountered a dispute between monks and Taoists on the Liangguo Road and were recognized by Taiqing Taoists. They were injured and on the verge of death and suffered a lot of blood loss.
"What's the name of the Taoist who hurt you?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked coldly.
"You don't need to worry about it, I will handle this matter." Nanfeng said, Shanzi was a ruthless character that day, and Zhuge Chanjuan could not be allowed to know, lest she put herself in danger.
Zhuge Chanjuan glanced at Nanfeng, then sat down in front of the God's Case. She had followed the worms before and probably never stopped. Her legs and feet were a little sore. She beat her legs and asked, "What is your cultivation level now?"
Nanfeng sat next to Zhuge Chanjuan, "We have surpassed the big hole, but we don't dare to trigger the thunder disaster."
Zhuge Chanjuan was greatly surprised when she heard this, "So fast?" After thinking about it, she suddenly realized, "Uncle Wang and you thought it was the Seventh Transformation Spirit Pill."
Nan Feng nodded, "Are you hungry? There are food stalls in Chang'an at night. Let's go out and find some food."
"No, I brought dry food." Zhuge Chanjuan shook her head and took out two porcelain bottles from her pocket. "The dragon-toothed celestial silkworm asked Master to use it. These are the tiger-skinned celestial worm and the turtle-backed celestial beetle."
"Which one is the tiger-skinned cicada?" Nanfeng reached out and took it.
"The white bottle and the black bottle are turtle-backed beetles. They have been ground into powder and can be swallowed directly." Zhuge Chanjuan said.
"Has your master's son settled down?" Nanfeng asked. These things originally belonged to Wang Zhong. When Wang Zhong died, he and the fat man took advantage. To say he was unhappy would be a lie, but he felt somewhat embarrassed. .
Zhuge Chanjuan nodded, took out the dry food from the bag and chewed it, "I have nowhere to go, so I will follow you from now on."
"Okay. You take a rest first, I'll go out and call Fatty back." Nanfeng stood up.
After leaving the ruined temple, the south wind went west. There was a big tree to the west of the ruined temple. Fatty liked to go there when he was angry when he was a child.
Went there and found that the fat man was not there. He called everywhere, but there was no answer from the fat man.
"Where are the people?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked.
"Not nearby." Nanfeng said.
Seeing Nanfeng's solemn expression, Zhuge Chanjuan was a little uneasy and said, "It's a joke, why are you still angry?"
Nanfeng shook his head, "No, he is kind-hearted. Even if you poison him a few times, he won't be angry."
"Then where did he go?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked.
"He is full of resentment towards everyone in the Li family and may have taken the opportunity to harm them..."
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