Start with Blue Silver Grass

"Help~~~"

The energetic cry for help echoed in the deep mountains.

"Hu~hu~huhu~~~"

After about a quarter of an hour, a vigorous figure ran into a desolate temple located halfway up the mountain with his hands behind his back in an awkward posture, breathing heavily.

"Huh~huh~don't~huh~don't~run! Huhhu~~~"

Immediately afterwards, a white figure chased into the temple, with a sharp sword in his hand. He was also panting and staring at the opponent tightly.

"Master! Master! Wait for me..." From a distance, worried shouts came from outside the temple.

Soon, before the two people in the temple could catch their breath, a series of "嘘~嘚~" sounds of horse hooves and the creak of the wheels came from far and near, and finally stopped outside the temple door.

Then, there was a burst of anxious footsteps.

"Master!"

Following a shout, an ugly-looking book boy trotted across the threshold of the temple gate and came to the side of the knife-wielding man.

At the same time, outside the temple.

"[Sushi Temple]?"

Lin Yi got off the carriage, looked at the plaque on the temple door, and muttered softly.

"What a 'such', but in comparison, the [Daguo Temple] in 'Yedu' is inferior~" Lin Yi turned his head and said with a smile to Zuo Xiong and Yan Chixia beside him.

"Sir, is this the 'such' that comes from the sentence in the Diamond Sutra: 'All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such'?" Yan Chixia remembered that she had already given him a gift.

He asked Lin Yi, who was standing in front of him, about the Buddhist scripture that he gave to Monk Baiyun.

"Come to think of it, it should be~" Lin Yi nodded, and at the same time, he walked towards the temple door: "Let's go in and have a look."

Seeing Lin Yi's movements, Yan Chixia and Zuo Xiong quickly followed Lin Yi's footsteps and arrived at the Buddhist hall of the temple.

As soon as Lin Yi came in, he saw Chang Wei being... well, it was the vicious man Meng Longtan, being chased by the scholar Zhu Xiaolian with a knife, playing the game of King Qin circling the pillars in the small Buddhist temple.

"Whoosh!"

Following a soft sound, scholar Zhu Xiaolian's eyes flashed, and with a light movement of his hand, he immediately stopped pursuing the pursuit unconsciously.

"You scholar~" Yan Chixia took the sharp sword she just took from Zhu Xiaolian, put it on the candle stand beside her, and said angrily: "You don't have any martial arts skills, but you are very courageous~"

"Uh~" When Zhu Xiaolian heard this, he felt three points of caution and seven points of embarrassment towards Yan Chixia, who had a big beard and a face that was no worse than the big man next to him.

Just now, the appearance of Lin Yi's carriage attracted the attention of Zhu Xiaolian and the others. Meng Longtan, a big man with his hands tied, took the opportunity to knock away Hou Xia, a book boy next to him, and ran away.

The scholar Zhu Xiaolian, however, got hot-headed and chased after him with the sharp sword in hand.

To be honest, Zhu Xiaolian regretted it when he was halfway through the chase. But, after chasing after him, if he gave up halfway, he would feel a little embarrassed.

Especially the audience around them. In addition to the scholar Hou Xia, there is also a coachman who is suspected to be from a military family, and the young man in the carriage who, judging from his voice, should belong to a scholar.

Of course, at this time, we also need to add the bearded man in front of him with a ferocious face, but his eyes are full of enthusiasm and righteousness.

"Ahem~ Well, young student Zhu Xiaolian, how many have I met~" Zhu Xiaolian suppressed the fluctuation in his heart and politely greeted Lin Yi, Yan Chixia, and Zuo Xiong.

"Xiaolian, what a name~" Lin Yi looked back at the scenery in the Buddhist temple, looked at Zhu Xiaolian, nodded and smiled: "It seems that your father has high hopes for Brother Zhu!"

You must know that the word "filial piety", in addition to "filial son" and "honest official", was once regarded as one of the main subjects of the talent selection system in the previous dynasties of the Daxia Dynasty, and it can also be regarded as a quasi-official.

The elegant name is just like the "juren" in the imperial examination system in Lin Yi's previous life.

"Young Master, I highly praise you~" Zhu Xiaolian looked at Lin Yi, who was as gentle as jade and as elegant as an immortal, and once again held his hand: "I am ashamed of myself~"

"Haha~" Lin Yi shook his head with a smile, put away his exposed Qi, and said: "No need to be restrained, my name is Lin Yi, and my courtesy name is Mingxuan."

After Lin Yi finished speaking, two loud voices sounded from the side.

"[Arch Guards Division] Qianhu, Zuo Xiong."

"A certain family, Yan Chixia, is now the young master's disciple!"

Zhu Xiaolian⊙?⊙!!

‘Which noble son in the court is this? Not only does he have an aloof demeanor, but he is also accompanied by thousands of households from the [Arch Guards Department], and he even... drives a car?!'

Zhu Xiaolian's heart was churning, thinking about what he had learned from his mentor to his peers in the academy. Among the many courtiers and officials in the court of the [Great Xia Dynasty], which ones were named Lin.

But he did not forget to respond: "I have met Zuo Qianhu, I have met Daxia Yan~"

After saying that, he bowed his hands to both of them.

Hearing this, Zuo Xiong and Yan Chixia each clasped their fists in return.

"There is no evil spirit in this person~" After Yan Chixia responded to Zhu Xiaolian, she glanced back and forth at Meng Longtan, who was trying to reduce her sense of presence, and said to Lin Yi beside her.

"The muscles and bones are strong, and the qi and blood are full, but the strength of the limbs is loose. It seems that he has not practiced~" Zuo Xiong also said to Lin Yi after observing.

"This...this, young master, and...there is also the military master, the hero, I...I, the little...little man, Meng...Meng Longtan~"

Feeling the torch-like gaze sweeping over his body, the big man Meng Longtan, with his hands behind his back, ran from the side a few feet in front of Lin Yi and the others, knelt on the ground with a plop, and stammered:

"I...I'm not a bandit~I...I just took a knife and prepared to go to the mountains to make a living. Until now, I have never killed anyone!"

"Okay~" Lin Yi waved his hand carelessly, and at the same time gave Zuo Xiong a signal with his eyes.

"Qiang!"

With the sound of a knife, the eyes of everyone in the Buddhist temple lit up, and then they returned to normal, as if they were hearing or hallucinating.

If the rope binding the hands of the big Han Meng Longtan behind his back had not been untied.

"You first stay with me and run errands for the young master, and then when you return to Yedu, I recommend you to go to the army to gain experience~" Zuo Xiong's hand on the handle of the sword at his waist seemed to have never moved.

Said loudly.

"Ah? Oh! Yes, yes, yes~"

Meng Longtan was startled for a moment, then got up with a joyful expression on his face, ran to Zuo Xiong's side with brisk steps and stood with his hands down.

Ignoring the small incident around him, Lin Yi chatted with the scholar Zhu Xiaolian about Confucian classics and wandered around the Buddhist temple.

After a while, Lin Yi and the others had walked through most of the not-so-large Buddhist hall, leaving only the back of the Buddha statue in the hall that had not yet been visited.

"Amitabha~"

A Buddha's chant rang in everyone's ears just as Lin Yi and others were about to pass the Buddha statue.

I saw a short, fat monk with a compassionate face walking slowly towards Lin Yi and others from the direction behind the Buddhist hall.

When he got closer, the monk clasped his hands together, smiled slowly at Lin Yi and said:

"Donor, behind this hall is the temple building and the kitchen. There is not much to see, so you should rest in this hall~"

"Oh? That's it~" Lin Yi looked at the short and fat monk, and said with a noncommittal smile: "I don't know the master's name?"

"Poor monk, don't move~" the short and fat monk replied with a smile. After saying that, he was about to turn around and head towards the back of the temple.

"Master, please stay~" Lin Yi raised his hand and called.

"..."

Monk Fudo's sideways figure paused, his face facing Lin Yi remained indifferent, but his face facing the back of the Buddhist temple was hidden in the shadows because the sunlight from the front door of the Buddhist temple was not shining, showing a few shadows.

Stiff and...ferocious!

"I don't know, what else does the donor have to do?" Monk Fudo turned his head and asked Lin Yi with a kind face, still smiling.

"Nothing~" Lin Yi chuckled and shook his head, raising his finger to point to the shadow behind the Buddha statue on the side: "I can't wait to go to the house behind the temple, but this Buddha statue seems to have a mural, so I'm ready to enjoy it~"

After listening to Lin Yi's words, Monk Fudo looked in the direction of Lin Yi's finger, but he happened to see a cloud-like pattern exposed outside the shadow of the wall behind the Buddha statue.

If you look closely, the angular cloud patterns seem to be real clouds, slowly changing their shapes.

Seeing this, Monk Fudo's originally kind face froze with his back to Lin Yi, and his kind eyes became extremely sharp!