It should be because of the Zen master's explanation that Guocheng Temple arranged the follow-up matters very appropriately and secretly.

The monk who had met Liu Shisui and Xiaohe happily left Moqiu and went to Yecheng to be a medical monk and supported the Fengdao Sect. No one in Guocheng Temple knew about Liu Shisui and Xiaohe's identities except Zen. Even if the monks arranged the specific arrangements for their prison, they only thought they were relatives of the family head of the back hall.

Liu Shisui was not assigned to be a lay disciple because it was too conspicuous, and what should I do? The couple who had been growing vegetables for thirty years in the front yard of Cheng Temple was taken over by his son who had successfully taken the exam in the county town to enjoy his fortune, and the vegetable garden was empty, just in time for him and Xiaohe to take over.

It has a very simple environment. Fortunately, there is a well, which does not require water to be carried, and the kitchen is also very clean, so Xiaohe is more satisfied.

Liu Shisui looked at her blue eyes and thought that she was worthy of being the Guocheng Temple blessed by Buddhism. There were so many vegetables left in late autumn.

It was not difficult for him to return to the farming life in the mountain village. What really made him feel sad was that the true scriptures given to him by Zenzi were really mysterious and difficult to understand. The Zenzi could explain them clearly. He could only understand this scripture by himself. Of course, even if he wanted to ask someone for advice, who could he go to?

Someone came early the next morning.

He was a pretty young man with a clean smile.

When Liu Shisui saw the young man for the first time, she felt that the other person was very close, for some reason.

The young man was stunned when he saw him for the first time.

Liu Shisui looked at the big basket brought by the young man, guessed that he was a servant who came to pick up vegetables in Guocheng Temple, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The young man woke up and said with a smile: "I just suddenly saw Mr. Gong suddenly become a young man like you, and I thought he had eaten some elixir."

Liu Shisui also laughed, helped him pick the vegetables from the field into the basket, and asked, "What's the name?"

The young man smiled and said, "My name is Yin Fu."

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The days just passed like this.

Every day, in addition to taking care of the vegetable fields, Liu Shisui understood the scriptures, but she was very slow to enter. Xiaohe sat quietly in front of the window and embroidered all kinds of things. At this speed, when Liu Shisui learned the scriptures, she might have embroidered all her granddaughter's wedding dress.

The young man named Yin Fu would come to the vegetable garden to pick up vegetables every day, and soon became ripe with Liu Shisui.

One day, a Duke from Chaoge City came, and it is said that he wanted to fulfill his wish for the Emperor of God.

Guocheng Temple is very close to the Jing royal family. This kind of thing happens often. Several dukes come to each year. The monks in the temple have long been accustomed to it and don’t care much. However, the officials who accompanied the nobles and officials of course want to try the famous vegetarian vegetarian food in Guocheng Temple, and the amount of dishes is naturally much larger.

Looking at the baskets full of green vegetables, Liu Shisui helped Yin Fu deliver the vegetables in.

This is his first time to come to the kitchen of Guocheng Temple.

The kitchen was hot, and an old man stood in front of the stove with shirtlessness, waving the spatula vigorously.

The old man's hair was sparse, and it was impossible to tell whether it was Huo Foreword or the chef who was raised in the temple.

The old man picked up a gray-white towel from time to time to time to wipe his face. I don’t know if it was wiped too much or it was too hot, but his nose was a bit red and dazzling.

Listening to the sound coming from behind, the old man said without looking back: "The food is placed in the old place."

Yin Fu said: "You should take a look at it yourself, so as not to say that I've made a mistake again."

The old man was obviously a little surprised, turned around and saw Liu Shisui, opened his eyes wide and screamed.

Liu Shisui asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Yin Fu tilted his head and looked at the old man without saying a word.

The old man said repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay, the vegetable oil is too muddy today, it's easy to burst into flowers, and it's burned."

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At night.

The back hall of Guocheng Temple.

The old man with a red nose stared at the young man and said, "It turns out that you are here to find him in real life!"

The young man said innocently, "It is absolutely a coincidence that he swears in the name of Qingshan's ancestors!"

Of course, he is not Yin Fu, but Yin San.

The old man with a red nose was naturally not the Huo Foreword of Guocheng Temple, but the Xuanyin ancestor.

The ancestor Xuanyin said annoyedly: "Then why do you have to come here?"

Yin San sighed, "I have a serious sin in this life and want to seek liberation from Buddhism."

The ancestor Xuanyin spat: "I never know which sentence you are true and which sentence is false, but this sentence must be false!"

Yin San smiled and said, "Maybe it is true?"

"It's fine elsewhere, this is Guocheng Temple. The abbot's Buddhist teachings are profound and are not inferior to me, let alone a Zen scholar who is ignorant of the depth..."

Xuanyin ancestor said earnestly: "What should I do if I am discovered? How can I run?"

Yin San smiled even more and said, "I can't run away, then you will be in trouble."

Xuanyin Ancestor smiled bitterly and said, "That's why I'm worried."

Yin San didn't talk about this topic anymore. He walked to the window and looked at the night scene and said, "I told you before that I like the child Liu Shisui."

It is clearly written in front of the temple in Baicheng.

Seek Buddha, seek the Tao, seek yourself.

Whether you seek Buddha or Taoism, you will eventually seek yourself.

Or what he wanted to ask for would fall on Liu Shisui, otherwise why would he meet in a Buddhist temple?

He thought about these questions and slowly rubbed the bone flute behind his back with his hands on his back.

The bone flute has become smoother, but the thin red line is becoming clearer.

The ancestor Xuanyin looked behind him and squinted his eyes and thought, could this bone flute be the means he used to isolate the Qingshan Formation and connect with his soul?

If you snatch this bone flute or destroy it...what will happen?

"what's on your mind?"

Yin San suddenly turned around and looked at him.

The Xuanyin Ancestor's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were still narrowed, and he said, "You kept saying that it was your green mountain, and Jian Ruoshan was also your junior, why did you kill him?"

Yin San said with a smile: "The Qingshan disciples who died in my hands will kill much more than you."

Xuanyin Ancestor praised, "You have killed more Qingshan enemies."

Yin San waved his hand and said, "The Chuzi Sword was not found, and Su Ziye's body was not found. What do you think?"

The Xuanyin Ancestor's expression remained unchanged, but he was extremely shocked.

The state of Yin Sanxing is still very low, and there are many things that need to be relied on.

He didn't even know such a secret news, but why did Yin San know about it?

Could it be that he had already contacted the remnants of Bulao Lin... that is, the most elite people without him realizing it?

Thinking of these things, he replied very seriously: "I don't know anything."

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Monks eat vegetarian food, so there are always many vegetable fields around the temple.

This is true for Guocheng Temple, and the same is true for Baotong Zen Temple, far southwest.

All the loofahs in the vegetable garden have been picked up, leaving only a few for washing dishes after being used for old age.

Summer has passed, purple eggplant is gone, and some green eggplant is left.

Su Ziye's face has also changed from purple to green, and the toxins have been removed. He lay on the bed and watched He Zhan quarrel with the young face, feeling very bored, thinking that if all the righteous disciples were like this, how did they bully their family like this back then?

"I really don't know what Tonglu will do."

Tongyan sat in front of the window, looked at the chessboard and said.
Chapter completed!