Chapter 163: The Story of a Hair
"Yes." When Shi Zelan reached out to take the talisman, he heard the voice of Master Decheng again.
"Sister Lan, use the talisman you made."
Shi Zelan looked up at Master Decheng and saw him nod. She then looked at Master Shanzheng's expression and decided to follow Master Decheng's instructions.
After Shi Zelan pasted purification talismans everywhere, she and Shi Xiaoliu sat on the ground next to Xia Yu. They heard Xia Yu's breathing as she slept, and they quickly exchanged glances.
At 3 p.m., Xia Yu woke up and saw the people sitting around him. He sat up in shock and asked, "What happened to me just now?"
"Yu'er, have you thought about what happened before?"
Xia Yu sat up straight, closed his eyes and thought about it. He sighed and said, "In my dream, I fell into a black hole. There were countless ropes entangled around me. I kept looking for the ends of the ropes. Every time I pulled out one, another one would come up."
As he spoke, he looked at the expressions on everyone's faces. Shi Xiaoliu sighed and said, "Sister Lan used a peach branch to press a strand of hair. After burning it, the smell was extremely unpleasant."
Xia Yu quickly touched her hair, and Shi Zelan smiled: "It's not your hair, and it's not our hair either."
Xia Yu raised his eyes and looked at Master Qi Yuan: "Father, was I am being plotted against?"
Qi Yuan Zhenren looked at him and said: "Let's go to the temple tomorrow."
"Okay, I also want to go and see what has plotted against me."
"Yu'er, you stay tomorrow."
"Decheng, Shanzheng, who of you will stay to help me look after Yu'er?"
Master Decheng and Master Shanzheng exchanged glances, and Master Decheng said, "Shanzheng, let's go to the temple together."
Shi Xiaoliu and Shi Zelan looked at each other and said, "Can we go to the temple together to have a look?"
Qi Yuan Zhenren and Qi Cheng Zhenren shook their heads at the same time: "Let's go check the situation first, you stay at home and take care of Yu'er for the time being."
On the second day, the brothers Qicheng Zhenren and Shanzheng Zhenren went to the temple. The abbot happened to be free, so they sat together and talked.
The great monk looked at the expressions on the three of them and asked, "Do you have any unknown questions to ask?"
Qi Yuan Zhenren thought for a moment and said to the monk, "My son has been having nightmares since he left the temple. We want to go and see the guest house where we stayed."
The monk frowned and asked, "You hurried down the mountain because he had a nightmare that day?"
Qi Yuan Zhenren sighed and nodded: "We believe that the temple is a quiet place to live, but we still want to find the reason for the current situation."
The elder monk summoned the younger monk and whispered a few words to him. Then he said to Qi Yuan Zhenren and his group, "I have something to do later. I'll ask my younger brother to accompany you. It just so happens that the guest house where you live has been empty and no one has come in."
"Pah, pah, pah, Brother Host, are you summoning me?"
The young monk opened the door and a young monk with a handsome face walked in. The presiding monk told him the reason, and he looked at Qi Yuan Zhenren and the other two with the same surprise.
The four of them went to the guest house. On the way, the young monk asked Xia Yu whether he had ever gone down the mountain while he was in the temple.
"My son has a quiet personality. Since he came to the mountain, he only walks around the yard every day. Most of the time, he reads in his room."
"Young donor, are you coming to the capital to take part in next year's imperial examination?"
"No, he wants to go to a university in the capital next year."
When they walked to the guest house, they smelled the scent of medicinal soup coming from the courtyard on the left.
Qi Yuan Zhenren whispered to the young monk, "Is any guest sick?"
The young monk sighed and said, "The wind on the mountain is cold, and the old man is weak. We have sent a message to his son."
When Master Qiyuan and his brothers entered the guest courtyard, they immediately took two steps back and walked out of the courtyard gate.
Shanzheng Zhenren looked over the garbage piled in the yard and asked, "Have you not disposed of the garbage since you moved in?"
"We cleaned up the guest house before returning it to the temple. We also invited a young monk to check it out. Everywhere was very clean."
The young monk heard about this from the young monk and said that the three donors who lived here were very fond of cleanliness. When they left, they cleaned the yard inside and out.
The young monk pinched his fingers and said to the young monk who was following him, "Go and ask the head monk to come over."
After the presiding monk arrived, he listened to the young monk's words and called the monk in charge to ask him questions. The monk in charge looked at the situation in the yard.
He was also dumbfounded: "No one lives in this yard, who would dump garbage here?"
At this time, Master Qi Yuan walked into the yard. He saw broken ropes in the garbage and his expression became solemn.
When the elder monk saw the rope, he said to the young monk in surprise, "Didn't they say a few days ago that a rope was lost in the warehouse? Take a closer look to see if someone threw it here."
The young monk squatted down to check, then stood up and said to the elder monk, "The broken part doesn't look like it was cut by a sharp weapon, but rather it looks like it was bitten off by something."
The big monk squatted down and took a look, then quickly opened the door of each room and carefully checked the situation in the room.
Qi Yuan Zhenren and his brothers followed to take a look, and Shan Zheng Zhenren said to the little monk: "Use incense to burn these things."
The head monk had heard what Shanzheng Zhenren said, and he said to the young monk, "Tell someone to get some incense to burn the garbage."
After the Qi Yuan brothers looked at the room, they felt relieved. They said to the monk, "I don't see anything wrong with the room."
Their eyes fell to the left courtyard, and the monk followed their gaze to the left courtyard. He sighed and said, "I asked the doctor to go up the mountain to see the female donor the day before.
She is in poor health, so her family will take her down the mountain in the next two days. ”
Qi Yuan Zhenren and his brothers all understood that under such circumstances, the temple would still conceal some of the things happening here.
Qi Yuan Zhenren sighed and said, "Let's go to the mountain again in a few days."
Shanzheng Zhenren was already asking the young monk to burn something with incense. The young monk was very hesitant and said to him, "Donor, I'm afraid it will take a long time to burn all this stuff."
Shanzheng Zhenren took the incense from the little monk and said with a smile: "Come on, I think I am righteous, I can use incense better than you."
When the incense stick moved closer, the flame suddenly became brighter, and then a foul smell filled the air.
Everyone in the yard covered their noses. The little monk quickly took the incense from Shanzheng Zhenren's hand and said, "Donor, it's too smelly. Let me do it."
Shanzheng Zhenren dodged for a moment and said to the young monk, "My child, you are still young. In the future, such things will be handled by your senior brothers who have boundless Buddhist teachings."
The young monk listened to Master Shanzheng's words and reached out to take the incense. Master Shanzheng glanced at him and said, "You are also a little short of the fire. Let me do it."
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