I know, this is a brick. Are you going to blow my head off?
Ye Qingyun muttered secretly in his heart.
"Well, if I'm not mistaken, this seems to be an ordinary brick, right?"
Monk Daoji nodded repeatedly.
"The Holy Son is right, this is a brick, but it is not ordinary."
Ye Qingyun looked strange.
Your bricks are all over the street, but there is still a corner missing. I can pick up a few bricks after just two steps on the roadside.
What's so special about this?
Ye Qingyun still had some doubts as to whether Monk Daoji's head was still not very clear.
"Holy Son, please take a look."
Monk Daoji handed the bricks to Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun was trembling a little.
I'm really afraid that this monk will suddenly come to me.
Take a look at this brick.
"Huh?"
Ye Qingyun saw that there seemed to be a mark carved on the bricks.
Like a sword.
Looks a bit familiar.
I seem to have seen it somewhere.
"Holy Son, look at this again."
Monk Daoji turned his hand, and the golden leaf appeared in his hand.
Ye Qingyun took a closer look.
Isn't the sword-shaped mark on this brick exactly the same as the mark on the gold leaf?
Ye Qingyun was startled for a moment.
"Could this brick have something to do with gold leaf?"
Monk Daoji nodded repeatedly.
"The Holy Son is wise!"
Ye Qingyun: "..."
Even a fucking idiot can see that, and he's so smart as a hammer.
"Where did you get these bricks?"
Ye Qingyun asked.
"It was dug out by a poor monk on the wall of the south gate of the Buddhist Kingdom."
Monk Daoji said.
Ye Qingyun looked at Monk Daoji with a strange expression.
How could this old guy think of digging bricks from the city wall?
Confusing.
Monk Daoji looked embarrassed.
"Holy Son, this brick must be related to the Buddhist sword theory of the predecessors in the Buddhist world, but the poor monk dare not act rashly, so I invite Holy Son to come and take a look."
Ye Qingyun took the bricks.
The weight is quite heavy.
Ye Qingyun weighed it.
Are you going to smash it?
Thinking to himself, Ye Qingyun suddenly looked at Xuyun.
"Xuyun, come here."
Xu Yun was startled, then walked up to Ye Qingyun.
"What did the Son say?"
Ye Qingyun handed the brick to Xuyun.
"Xuyun, smash this brick."
Xuyun's face was full of confusion.
"Holy Son, why did you smash it?"
Ye Qingyun smiled.
"Don't think too much, just smash it to pieces."
"All right."
Xuyun was very obedient and raised the bricks high with both hands.
Then it hit the ground hard.
This time.
The bricks fell apart.
The flying broken bricks almost failed to hit Ye Qingyun.
Bricks were broken all over the floor.
Everyone looked at it together.
I saw that there was indeed a gold leaf inside the brick.
Monk Daoji quickly picked up the gold leaf.
And compare it with the gold leaf on your own hand.
Exactly the same!!!
Buzz!!!
At the same time, the two golden leaves seemed to sense each other's presence.
A faint brilliance flickered.
“Yes!!!”
Monk Daoji shouted excitedly.
Ye Qingyun was startled.
What is there?
"Holy Son! It's the map!"
Monk Daoji put two gold leaves together.
really!
A map appeared.
It is more complete than before when there was only one golden leaf.
But there's one last piece missing.
"There should be one last piece of map. As long as we put it all together, we can find the Buddha treasure left by Senior Buddha Sword!"
Monk Daoji's face was full of joy.
Ye Qingyun was really afraid that this old guy would get excited and go crazy again later.
"This gold leaf..."
Xu Yun on the side suddenly showed a thoughtful expression.
Ye Qingyun looked at Xuyun: "What's wrong?"
Xu Yun shook his head, but his frown deepened.
"Holy Son, I..."
"What do you want to say? Just say it's okay."
Xuyun stared at the two golden leaves again.
"Holy Son, I seem to have seen this golden leaf."
"What?"
Everyone was startled.
Especially Monk Daoji grabbed Xu Yun's shoulders.
"Really? Have you seen it? Where have you seen it? Tell me quickly!"
Xu Yun was startled and a little at a loss.
Monk Daoji also realized that he had lost his composure and quickly let go of Xu Yun.
"Xuyun, have you really seen this golden leaf? Are they exactly the same?"
Ye Qingyun asked hurriedly.
Xuyun nodded seriously.
"The young monk has indeed seen it, just over ten days ago."
More than ten days ago?
So close?
"Where did you see it?"
Monk Daoji asked eagerly.
"Right at the temple."
When Monk Daoji heard this, his breathing became rapid.
The third golden leaf is actually in this ancient Xichan Temple?
This is too much luck, right?
It's like trying to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere.
It takes no effort at all.
"Xuyun, where is the golden leaf? Get it quickly."
Ye Qingyun also said.
Xuyun was a little embarrassed.
"Holy Son, the young monk was sweeping the floor in front of the temple more than ten days ago. As he was sweeping, he saw a leaf stuck in the gap of the steps."
"The young monk walked in and saw that it was a gold leaf with a mark on it, but he didn't pay attention and threw it away."
Ye Qingyun: "..."
Monk Daoji: "???"
Just lost it?
Monk Daoji was trembling and his face was pale.
He was obviously so angry that he didn't know what to say.
Ye Qingyun was also anxious.
"Where did you throw it? Can you still find it?"
Xu Yun shook his head: "The young monk doesn't remember much. After losing it, he swept the golden leaves together with other leaves, and then the other senior brothers carried them away in baskets."
Monk Daoji rushed out in a hurry.
Judging from his posture, he was determined to find the third golden leaf.
Fortunately, we already have clues now.
Just following the clues is better than looking for a needle in a haystack.
With Monk Daoji's perseverance, he might be able to find it.
Ye Qingyun looked at Xuyun and suddenly had an idea.
"Xuyun, do you know who the old monk was just now?"
Xu Yun was startled, then shook his head.
"The young monk doesn't know."
Ye Qingyun smiled and said: "His monastic name is Daoji. He was an eminent monk of Yunyin Temple back then. His seniority is so high that all of you in Xichan Ancient Temple put together are not as good as him."
Xuyun's face was filled with astonishment.
Ye Qingyun continued to be good at tempting.
"His Buddhist teachings and cultivation are extremely profound. He is a true Buddhist senior. How about I introduce you to him and let him guide you in your cultivation?"
Xuyun shook his head repeatedly.
"The young monk only wishes to practice with the Holy Son."
Ye Qingyun looked up to the sky.
Completely speechless.
The next few days.
Ye Qingyun has been pestered by Xuyun to ask for Buddhist teachings.
Monk Daoji, on the other hand, was jumping up and down in the Xichan Ancient Temple, almost turning the entire Xichan Ancient Temple upside down.
For some reason, Ye Qingyun always felt a little uneasy.
My right eyelid also kept twitching.
It's like something bad is about to happen.
One night in particular, he had a nightmare.
In the dream, his apprentice Guo Xiaoyun was frozen in a large piece of ice, and he asked for help with a face full of pain.
And the day after having this nightmare.
Ye Qingyun just came out of his residence.
Qi Mufeng and Mei Ruolan both came over with solemn expressions.
"Sir, someone is looking for you."
Ye Qingyun was startled.
"who?"
"It's Huikong, and he's bringing with him a seriously injured woman, whose name seems to be Xiao Shi."