Eaglewood Crumbs - Chapter 38

There is a cloud outside, and then there is a temple named floating cloud.

The patriarch of the Flower Fairy clan once taught his people that they are monsters. There are three things in this world that must be avoided: magical artifacts, temples, and lock monster towers.

Yan Dan has seen the second one now, but the lock demon tower has already collapsed in ancient times. She took children for five or six days, from fishing fish to picking mulberries and even telling stories with them. However, Liu Weiyang did not make much progress.

That murderer can do things seamlessly without loopholes. He is a talent.

Once, Sui Nang told Yan Dan that since Nan Zhao was injured, he would often have nightmares at night. Her father asked the doctor to prescribe medicine but it didn’t work at all. Yan Dan told her that taking medicine is not as good as lighting agarwood to help sleep in the room. Baimuxiang tree is the best material for making this agarwood. It is a pity that Bai Muxiang is only found in the Fuyun Temple on the top of Baizhang Mountain in the northwest of the village, and Shuixian dragged her to the temple.

During dinner, Yan Dan said about going to Fuyun Temple with Shuixian tomorrow. Liu Weiyang took the chopsticks and chewed slowly without saying a word, neither saying good nor bad. Yan Dan was not sure whether he heard it or not, anyway, he took his failure to respond as a default.

Yu Mo pushed the dagger in his sleeves in front of her and smiled slightly: “This sword was blessed by me with a spell, so you can bring it by your side. Just pay attention to everything.”

Yan Dan touched the hilt of the sword, then picked it up and looked at it. She was not using this sword for the first time, and she felt very comfortable. But she was just looking for a piece of white wood incense, with such a good sword, isn’t it a big violent thing to cut wood in the end?

Tang Zhou put down his chopsticks and asked in a slow voice, “You go to Baizhang Mountain, should you come back in one day?”

“Listen to Shuixian said that he would borrow a night in Fuyun Temple and come back early the next morning.”

“If you encounter a danger that you can’t deal with, we should know it after this time. You just have to think of a way to support it longer.”

Yan Dan was angry: “Tang Zhou, what do you mean? You just want to chop a piece of wood, and you curse me!”

Tang Zhou said indifferently: “It just feels that you are very clever at getting involved in right and wrong.”

“You, you…” Yan Dan took in and exhaled, without any rebuttal.

“A complete fact.” Yu Mo picked up the towel and wiped the corner of his mouth, commenting lightly.

Yan Dan was depressed all night by these words. Before dawn the next day, Shuixian forced the sleepy Nan Zhao and knocked on the door of her room. When she saw the long sword in the hands of Shui Ning and Nan Zhao, she was completely speechless. The two of them carried such heavy weapons to ascend Baizhang Mountain. If the road is steeper, how can they go? Regardless of this, it is that they brought weapons and really wanted to meet the beast murderer, it was useless except to pretend.

The facts were not beyond what she had expected, and they didn’t walk halfway up the mountain. They were so tired and panting, they finally walked up with the long sword as a stick.

“Shui Ying’er, why did you come here suddenly? Didn’t you make your dad angry and fled to me?” The speaker was an elderly man, dressed in a gray robe, his clothes were randomly rolled up and knotted. A pair of big feet in hemp shoes was exposed underneath.

Yan Dan wasn’t quite sure whether this was a monk. She has also met many monks in the mortal world. Because of their vegetarianism and hard practice, they are generally thin, with a solemn look on their faces. As for the one in front of him, the top of his head is light, and the six ring scars on the top are also impressive, but his body is a little blessed, the whole person looks shiny, although not solemn, but looks very kind.

Shuixing pounced on the old man and said a few words coquettishly. The old man had been happily touching her head. At last she remembered that there were others behind her, turned her head towards Nan Zhao and Yan Dan and said, “This is my Uncle Fayun. When I was young, I was a good friend with my dad. It’s a pity that I am a monk now.”

Yan Dan leaned in to give a salute: “Master is well?”

Fa Yun nodded and folded his hands together: “The girl must have been **** this journey.”

Nan Zhao also bowed his hands as a courtesy: “We are the one who bothered.”

“what’s your name?”

Yan Dan raised his finger and tapped on his chin, feeling a little strange. Between Master Fayun and her question and answer, he only glanced at her hastily, and now the look at Nan Zhao is too long?

Although Nan Zhao was a little surprised, he lowered his head and said, “My name is Nan Zhao.”

Fa Yun looked up at the sky, and muttered: “Nan Zhao, Nan Zhao… are so big in an instant…” He suddenly recovered, pinched Nan Zhao’s shoulder, and asked with a slight bow: “Nan Zhao ,how old are you?”

Nan Zhao’s face suddenly turned pale, as if choking, his voice getting lower and lower: “It’s almost sixteen…”

Yan Dan gave a thud in his heart. This is very wrong.

She couldn’t help but glanced at Master Fayun again, and saw that there was a **** mole between his eyebrows. He should not be able to pinch Nan Zhao with little strength. The weak teenager’s body was almost shaking.

I saw Fayun slowly let go and sighed: “It’s been so long…” This sigh was quite depressing, and in the end he just shook his body, turned and walked into the temple.

Seeing that he had left, Shuixian hurriedly called out, “Uncle, we are here to ask for a piece of white wood fragrance!”

Fayun shook his sleeves, but kept walking: “If you want, just go and fetch it by yourself, don’t damage the trees behind it.”

Yan Dan caught the gap between Shuixian’s words and lowered his voice to ask Nan Zhao, “Have you seen this master before?”

Nan Zhao shook his head, his face pale: “I haven’t seen it before… However, I saw the mole on the center of his eyebrows, and I felt very familiar, as if I had seen…”

Yan Dan asked again: “Then how did you feel when you saw his mole?”

Nan Zhao thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, “…scared.”

Yan Dan stretched out his hand and rubbed the white woody scent in his hand and slowly soaked it in the clear water, so that a basin of clear water started to emit a faint scent of Chinese cabbage.

When Yan Dan was doing these things, he turned that piece of agarwood over and over several times with his hands completely familiar with it, thinking about what was in his mind. Nan Zhao said that he hadn’t seen the person who killed him that day. Nan Zhao now said that when he saw the mole between Fayun’s eyebrows, he felt as if he had seen it somewhere, and he felt scared.

Fa Yun, this mole, was born quite well regardless of its size or position. As long as you recognize such a mole at the center of your eyebrows, you won’t be mistaken.

If the perpetrators of the previous two murders were Master Fayun, then what was the reason for the two people shouting “curses” before they died? This connection makes no sense at all.

The fragrance in the room is getting stronger, Yan Dan takes the white wood fragrance out of the basin, and wants to find a place to dry. Pushing the door out, but seeing that the night was deep, there were a few extremely sparse stars on the horizon, and there was no moon, so she casually put agarwood on the window sill.

She looked at the white piece of agarwood with a sense of satisfaction in her heart. There are thousands of people in this world, and every soil and water breeds different things. Yan Dan didn’t have much interest. Making agarwood was one of them. After I had nothing to do, I tried the same taste. Later I found that the taste of lotus was the most soothing. And she just happened to be such a deep-rooted scorpion. In fact, to make a piece of agarwood, the process is much more complicated than the previous ones, but since Nan Zhao is eager to use it, she can save it.

Yan Dan set the agarwood, looked around, and slid from the outer courtyard of the Fuyun Temple specially allocated to the female family to the inner courtyard of the monastery. She had left an eye on her for a long time, and walked this road back and forth three times during the day, even if it was dark at night, it was unlikely to go wrong. She sneaked out of the meditation room, and saw the panes closed tightly, and the shadow of the candlelight swaying on the window paper.

Yan Dan took a step closer, then a step closer, and finally stood still against the wall. She originally wanted to go to the window and poke a hole in the window paper with her finger to look inside, but in this way, it was equivalent to reflecting her shadow on it. If it’s because of this that the monks in the temple have caught a real life, wouldn’t you lose all your face?

She held her breath and paid attention to the movement in the meditation room. She only listened to a few gentle footsteps, moving from one end of the meditation room to the other, thinking that the people in it were very disturbed, and she paced to disperse those anxiety.

I don’t know how long it took, only to hear the creak of the panes, Fayun’s bald head poked out, looked around, and closed the window again. Yan Dan suddenly had an untimely thought in his mind. Fayun’s expression when poking out his head was both nervous and expectant, like a poor scholar waiting for a meeting with a rich lady in a drama.

Speaking of Yan Dan’s interests and preferences, making agarwood is one thing, and writing drama is also one.

According to the routine of drama, the next one should be a meeting on the stage to tell the heart. Yan Dan couldn’t help thinking, Fayun showed that expression when he saw Nan Zhao before, and then sighed about why Nan Zhao is actually the son of Fayun? But Fayun needn’t say that he is from Luoyue, then Nan Zhao has become an illegitimate child?

Just as Yan Dan thought about it, he heard the sound of knocking Muyu and Fayun’s chanting in the meditation room. It sounded a bit dignified and solemn.

Yan Dan was so distraught by the chanting sound that he was shrinking, and was about to move back slowly, only to hear Fayun’s low voice from the room: “You really came.”

Yan Dan immediately clung to the wall when he heard the sound, and moved towards the window by the way.

“I know you will remember it, after all, at that time…” Fayun suddenly fell silent, and the other person in the meditation room didn’t say a word.

Yan Dan leaned forward strenuously, not allowing his shadow to appear on the window paper, and to see what happened inside, only to see a blessed figure walking hurriedly in the Buddhist room, his shadow reflected on the window paper, suddenly Dimmed.

Suddenly a thin, soft voice sounded: “Karma, once you have planted a cause, you have to eat it. Your good days have been too long, too long…”

Yan Dan got goose bumps in the night breeze for no reason.

The man spoke with his throat from start to finish, tender and soft, which made her a little unbearable.

He only heard Fayun’s hurried roar, like a sound from his throat, and after a while, he trembled: “You, you…” He paused, only to say a few words repeatedly. “How could this be, how could this be?” No one answered him, but he kept asking, his voice completely changed.

Yan Dan was about to break in. But a kind of demon’s instinct made her stay where she was, not even dare to come out. She is a demon halfway through, and she rarely has the upper hand like other demons to judge things by intuition. Her intuition happens to be pitiful, but only this time, it is so strong.

And the man ignored his horrified questioning at all, and instead smiled slightly: “Didn’t you have been very affectionate to me? Why are you so scared now?”

Yan Dan couldn’t help being stunned. This sounded like this… This is obviously a tragic story. Could it be true that she was really utterly fallacious?

But she couldn’t help but how long she was in a trance, only to hear a sneer, a piece of blood spread directly on the window paper beside her, dots of red, connected into an evil arc.

At the same time, the door of the room was knocked open with a slam. Fayun’s body staggered and fell to the ground, his face twisted, and he shouted with exhaustion, “Curse! This is a curse! Hahahahaha,” Come well, come well…”

Yan Dan leaned forward to look hurriedly, and saw that the Zen room was empty, and the window facing the northwest was humming in the night breeze.

Master Fa Yun was lying in the cold coffin that night, and the fatal sword was drawn from his chest to his ribs, the depth was uneven.

He is the third. And behind him, how many people will die?

Who is the murderer?

Why did Master Fayun call this a “curse” before he died? In fact, it’s not just him, but the first two mentioned the curse without exception. What is the mystery in this?

Yan Dan handed the agarwood in his hand to Nan Zhao to hold it, and he was worried all the way down from Fuyun Temple. As of now, she still has no clue.

She couldn’t even forget that when the person was talking about karma in a soft voice, she clearly felt an inexplicable fear from the bottom of her heart.

Where is the magical appearance produced by the magical tool Chumo leading them to?

Yan Dan exhaled and squinted slightly as he watched the transparent and brilliant sunshine. At that time, Master Fayun immediately fell to the ground after speaking the last sentence, and the monks in other meditation rooms came here when they heard the movement. Yan Dan had to use black magic to turn a blind eye, hiding his body and carefully touching it back to his guest room.

If someone was caught upright at that time, it would be unclear.

She thought a little bit sullenly, Tang Zhou previously said that she was clever in getting involved in right and wrong, isn’t that right now? It’s just that this is not what she deliberately wants to dip, but just wants to pester her.

Suddenly, Shuixian’s voice was stagnant, and she tremblingly pointed forward: “Yan, sister Yan…over there…”

Yan Dan looked up subconsciously, and saw that the road ahead was full of black.

Corpse crappy.

Crowded corpses crawling on the road are coming to them.