Yin Ci looked at Shi Jingzhi who looked serious, and the anger in his bones dissipated.
At first, this person's temptation had an unspeakable sense of oppression, and then it turned into half wary and half curious. Now, Shi Jingzhi wants to challenge him openly, but the initial caution is gone.
It was like a beast reaching out with a sharp claw, and then deliberately retracting the tip of the claw.
Yin Cixi hated this kind of curious inquiry, and her only repulsion was dissipated by the thought that "the other party is a little mute." It's a little strange, he. Compared to when they first became apprentices, their way of getting along didn't seem to have changed much.
They both treat each other kindly and politely, and now they feel an inexplicable peace of mind.
"Everyone knows? That would be difficult."
Yin Ci greeted Shi Jingzhi's aura without any concern. He approached deliberately, with a smile that could not be concealed in his voice.
"Master, how about we compete to see who can figure out who's fundamentals first?"
Shi Jingzhi generously promised: "It's a deal."
After a while, he seemed to feel that he had suffered a loss, and added: "Aci, since it is a competition, you have to bet on something to enjoy it."
Yin Ci: "..." Yan Xidu really took a good lead.
"Master, what are you betting on?"
"Like this, if I find out A Ci's secret first, you have to agree to my request. If you figure out the cause of my illness first, I will agree to you in turn... I haven't accepted the request yet, so I'll give it on credit first. ”
After all, it was still the temper of a young man, so Yin Ci obeyed. At the end, he joked: "Even if I want to see my flesh, are you willing to give in?"
"A gentleman says that a horse cannot be chased, so he is naturally willing to give in."
"Master's 'material addiction' seems to be quite serious."
Unexpectedly, Shi Jingzhi was very adamant: "You said that Xu Weishi will live a hundred years. If you wanted to see the flesh, you must have found a way to treat me long ago. Ah Ci, you should be able to speak. Let's be honest. ?”
Yin Ci suddenly felt like digging a hole by himself. He looked at Shi Jingzhi faintly - if he picked this man up and shook him, he would surely shake out the crackling little abacus all over his body.
"I did say that."
Shi Jingzhi smiled even more happily: "Then I don't need to worry unfoundedly."
The two of them went back and forth, vaguely feeling like they were meeting their opponents.
Then Shi Jingzhi slowly moved to bed. Obviously there were still a dozen mysteries around him, so he stretched out his limbs and relaxed completely.
The headmaster stared at the ceiling of the tent with his glaring eyes. He was stunned for a while, and then squinted his eyes at Yin Ci: "Ah Ci, what I said at Yandu."
Yin Ci was leaning on the head of the bed, with her long hair flowing down her back, and the ends of her hair were scattered on the plain cloth. He was in a bad mood, looking at the bright moon and sparse stars outside the window, and answered neatly: "What are you talking about?"
"It's a matter of stubbornness."
Yin Ci thought about it for a moment, only to remember that Yan Du was full of bad words. As a person involved, he had to pay respects to her on time after eating. What to talk about, he could only look back speechlessly.
"Yan Du said, 'If he had taken over the north, my teaching would not have been beaten so badly.' At first, I just thought that your ancestor was a demon and had never gone in this direction." Pass."
Shi Jingzhi simply got out of bed, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and drew for a long time under the moonlight. After the ink was dry, he picked up a plate of dried fruits from the fruit plate and dragged a small table to the edge of the bed.
"If A Ci falls asleep, play with me on the sand table."
Shi Jingzhi placed papers and dried fruits on the table and looked over eagerly.
Yin Ci was used to his outbursts, so he glanced at the paper. Unexpectedly, he couldn't move his eyes away after seeing this.
That is clearly a century-old power map. The important strongholds of each sect, the important terrain, and important cities are completely different from the maps at that time. A picture with beautiful lines and neat summary can even be used directly in the military.
"Songzi is the Jianghu faction that cooperated at that time, Douzi is Yandu, and Guazi is Suzhi."
Seeing Yin Ci's interest, Shi Jingzhi happily piled up dried fruits on the map.
"The Chigou Sect was originally just an ordinary gang in the north, making a living by picking up remnants of battlefield soldiers. Not long after the rise of the Ling Sect, a believer named Su Zhi appeared in the Chigou Sect. This man rose through the ranks and took the position of the third-generation leader. Chigou is completely revitalized—"
He brushed the melon seeds gathered in the north towards the north.
"From then on, the Chigou Sect's targets were not only the remnants of the battlefield, but also the ancient tombs gathered in the north of Yunxi. No matter foreigners or compatriots, desert or mud. All the tombs of princes and nobles, Chigou Teach one by one."
"Relying on the treasures unearthed from the tomb, the Chigou sect quickly became rich. They did all the things that harmed their morality and were hated by gentlemen. However, Suzhi was very skillful and acted vigorously and resolutely. The Chigou sect got along well with the local people, and there was no The grievances of the Ling Sect... A Ci is a descendant of the Su family, so he should have heard of this."
Yin Ci's voice said: "What did Master say?"
"Just looking at the surface, the Chigou Sect is indeed developing in an ordinary way. But if it is combined with the Ling Sect - Su Zhi will step on the most uncomfortable point of Yan's crossing every step of the way."
Shi Jingzhi pressed the melon seeds into each city.
"Each of these sites is just right. It would be a pity to let the Lingjiao feed them tastelessly and abandon them. The main altar of the Lingjiao is in Zongwu Mountain, which is far from the north. If we forcefully entangle with the Chigoujiao, we will only be defeated by the Central Plains Martial Arts. Taking advantage of the situation, Yan Du had no choice but to let the Chigou Cult encroach upon him."
"so what?"
"If Su Zhi didn't show up, the Lingjiao could tear a piece of wood from the south and take the whole body into the bag. That way, when the Taoists and Taoists united to kill the Lingjiao, the Lingjiao wouldn't be so embarrassed. , Yan Du also fell to the leeward and was forced into Zongwu Mountain by the empty stone. "
Yin Ci was silent for a moment and said calmly: "Maybe it's just that you're too busy."
"Yes, I really can't be sure. This situation is really interesting."
Shi Jingzhi grabbed a handful of fried beans and threw one into his mouth.
"Come, you will be the Su Zhi and the sect, and I will be the Yama crossing. If I can break through your blockade, I will be the ."
Yin Ci reluctantly took the handful of melon seeds: "Yes, yes, yes."
"Aci, we'll make arrangements later. You have to be serious, I can tell."
Yin Ci didn't take these words seriously at first - Shi Jingzhi was just a twenty-seven-year-old young man. No matter how talented he was, he could still withstand the variables in real conflicts. .
But the dried fruit sandbox didn’t end quickly.
Yin Ci held the melon seeds with a look of chilling expression on his face.
Shi Jingzhi's vision has always been vicious, and the same is true when setting up a situation. He arranged surprise attacks one after another, his style was very fierce, but he was also leaky, even better than Yan's crossing skills back then.
Yin Ciben lost casually and was perfunctory. It's just that the level of respect is very low. If he deliberately conceals it, he will indeed be discovered.
Intentionally.
Three armies are easy to obtain, but one general is difficult to find. The strange situation was here, Yin Ci was aroused for a long time, and he simply didn't hide it anymore - he happily let go of his hands and feet, and started a fierce battle with Shi Jingzhi.
"Is this your first time using a sand table?"
Shi Jingzhi raised his eyes and said, "Brother likes to be weird and often gives me some military problems. I have been playing with soldiers in the sandbox for more than ten years."
"This move is quite beautiful. In the border defense battle between Yun and Na Luojiu in recent years, this was the winning strategy."
Yin Ci twisted a few melon seeds and commented casually.
"But you're still too young. If I ambush you here, your team will still be cut off."
"It suits me."
Shi Jingzhi placed down a few more beans with a smile.
"Aci, what's going on? I'll gather the people from the Lingjiao General Forum and take advantage of the chaos to break out—"
Yin Ci smacked the melon seeds he had arranged and moved them closer: "General, Master."
Shi Jingzhi twisted a bean and took the opportunity to stuff it into Yin Ci's mouth: "That's right, I really didn't do it. When Su Zhi chose a stronghold, he had the idea of suppressing Yan Du... Ah Ci, it seems that your ancestor is not as vicious as the rumors say."
Yin Ci: "..."
He couldn't help swallowing or vomiting at the same time, so he had no choice but to swallow the fried beans.
Was that little mute who could only be obedient and obedient back then a little too cunning
"And your skill in setting up formations was passed down from your ancestors?" Shi Jingzhi looked at the map filled with dried fruits. "I haven't tried many tricks before... I really didn't make a mistake."
Shi Jingzhi cracked a pine nut and said: "The meridians are intact, the bones are swept away like the wind, and the soldiers are like gods. Even if Su Zhi is still alive, it's more than this."
Yin Ci pretended not to hear and stretched out happily. Regarding this matter, he was afraid that Shi Jing would make random guesses.
Fairy wine can enhance your appearance and prolong your life. Su Zhi is an immortal. Even if he drank the immortal wine as water, he would still be alive until now. There has never been a dead person in this world. Even if Shi Jingzhi guessed the truth, he would guess the truth.
Sure enough, Shi Jingzhi followed the map closely and muttered, his guess becoming more and more outrageous: "Aci, Su Zhi is your great-grandfather? Grandpa?... your father?"
"It's time to sleep, Master."
Shi Jingzhi was still looking at the map: "You go to sleep first, and I'll look at it for a while. I always feel that there is still a chance of improvement."
Yin Ci got out of bed and dragged his master back to the bed: "I'm going to see the abbot tomorrow, do you want to go there with blue eyes? Playing is just playing, for the sake of comfort. If you haven't had enough, I will continue to accompany you tomorrow. You are."
When Shi Jingzhi heard this, he paused: "Is it for comfort?"
"Yes. But everything has its limits, and too little is too much."
"Are you feeling comfortable then?"
Seeing Yin Ci startled, his face gradually became complicated, but he did not deny it. Shi Jingzhi was satisfied and imitated Yin Ci's kiss: "Then go to sleep. If A Ci doesn't have enough fun, I will continue to accompany you tomorrow."
As a result, on the second day, Shi Jingzhi was still a little green and black. Yin Shi got up secretly again and sat in front of a map for an hour.
When Yin Ci saw Shi Jingzhi vomiting blood and spitting out red handkerchief, he was so angry that he beat him up. Just looking at the other person's smiling face, he made another move.
In the end, he only made breakfast for three people, and asked the monk to take a portion of the vegetarian food in the temple for special use. Master Shi was holding Jianchen Temple's specialty steamed buns, looking at the golden pancakes in front of others, speechless and choked.
Yin Ci has always been ruthless: "Since Master cherishes his own body, if he practices hard like the eminent monks, it will definitely be effective."
Shi Jingzhi took a bite of the bun and said calmly: "...A Ci, are you caring about my teacher?"
Yin Ci sneered, not falling into the fox's trap: "I asked the monks, they only have salt porridge and boiled vegetables for breakfast tomorrow."
Shi Jingzhi immediately shut up, held his breath and concentrated, and ate his breakfast honestly.
Yin Ci had heard a few times about the current abbot of Jianchen Temple, but had never seen him in person. He only knew that the monk was the senior brother of monk Juehui, whose Buddhist name was "Juefei". Monk Juefei is extremely powerful in martial arts, and his degree of autism is beyond the reach of previous abbots. According to people in the world, unless the world is in chaos and the mountains and rivers are broken, the abbot will not go down the mountain.
Monk Juefei didn't even show up for several years of martial arts meetings.
Such a person is so difficult to deal with. Yin Ci has made full preparations, who —
"Ah? It's the stone sword of Master Kongshi's uncle. If Master Shi wants to see it, he can just look at it casually. On the other hand, if the sword is left lying around, it will be missing a piece even if it is glanced at."
Monk Juefei sat cross-legged on the couch, drank a bowl of plain wine, and burped again. The four members of the Kushan faction sat in a row on the futon, and everyone knew what expressions they should put on.
The abbot's room was spacious and full of cushions. The gaps between the cushions are filled with flowers and plants, and it looks very lively, without any hint of dustiness.
To put it mildly, Monk Juefei has the appearance of Maitreya. His earlobes are about to reach his shoulders, and his round facial features are full of joy. To put it bluntly, this person is a little too fat. He does everything very quickly and slowly, and he looks like he won't bother to hide even if the sky falls.
If he could feel the deep inner strength of this man, Yin Ci would have thought that they had gone to the wrong door. Contrary to the rumors, the abbot was not only reasonable, but even too easy to talk to.
"What else is there... Oh, the remains of Master Kongshi's great-uncle. Master Shi, I think we have some friendship, so don't hide it from me. Just exchange for the "Wu Mu Jing", don't tell me I can see the stone sword even if I am asked to run around the temple naked."
Shi Jingzhi stumbled and said: "...Abbott Master, this must be the case."
He had not yet come out of the influence of Master Kongshi, but he was shocked by the abbot in front of him, and his eyes were a little straight.
Monk Juefei laughed several times, the sound was like a loud bell, which made several people's hearts tremble. He patted his knees with his fat fingers, his eyes narrowed in a smile, and it was immediately clear who he was looking at.
"So the headmaster specially brought up the matter of the remains and came to see me. He must have other important matters."
Shi Jingzhi took a deep breath and adjusted his mood. "When I come this time, I really have two things to ask Master Abbot for advice. If Master can solve the problem, I am willing to help your temple recover the remains of Master Kong Shi."
"Oh, at such a young age, you can't speak in a roundabout way. When I saw that Master Xunkong Shi's remains were real, the rest of the things were just incidental - did Yan Xindu hide the clues with Master's uncle? ?”
The fat abbot opened his eyes slightly and revealed Shi Jingzhi's intention in a few words.
"... Abbot Shi Ru knows?"
"My uncle's stone sword came back by himself. Nearly a year after my uncle Kongshi disappeared, it was suddenly inserted into the door of my temple - if it were another person, he would definitely have the heart to come to my temple to ask for merit. , No matter how bad it is, you still have to say hello, and the only one who can do this is Yan Xindu."
Monk Juefei clicked his tongue twice and looked at everyone with eyes that were almost loving.
"Yan Du is a vicious and shrewd person. He may be kind enough to send the sword back to the temple, but he may also be childish enough to provoke him. He can only hide clues about the burial ground. The rules of Jianchen Temple are very strict. You just asked around. Now that you have come to see me, you know what happened back then, right?"
"Yes, this junior has just arrogantly arrogantly arrogated himself and attacked the master."
Shi Jingzhi immediately changed his tone and his attitude was quite sincere.
"That's all. I wish to live through greed, anger, and foolishness. Whatever comes is fate." Monk Juefei waved his hand, "I will send someone to deliver the records of Master Kongshi's uncle to you. Let's talk about the stone sword first - the stone sword is here You can take a look at the underground palace under the back mountain tower. If you can, you can take it with you."
This time Shi Jingzhi was really shocked: "Is it okay to take it away?"
Master Kongshi's sword is the treasure of Jianchen Temple no matter how you look at it. It is rare for an eminent monk to be very angry, but if he is extremely angry, there will be something fishy.
Monk Juefei smiled broadly and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, I promise that someone will stop me."
"It's just that this sword has 108 dharma sayings engraved by my uncle himself, which means that the heavier the 'self-grasping', the heavier the sword. Master Kongshi's uncle has very high demands on himself, and it's just a sword." If we remove the pagoda forest, our temple will have a total of thirty people.”
"In a hundred years, this sword has never found a destined person. If the donor can really take it away, it will be a blessing."