The willow leaves are slowly

Zhuiying continued: "After you left, Yuankong patrolled around the courtyard. He patrolled for about an incense stick of time, and then went into the Zen room in the courtyard.

Just now we noticed that Yuantong was carrying a lunch box and heading to the yard to deliver food."

"Are there no other monks in this huge Fenglan Temple? I only saw Yuantong and Yuankong these two days." Liu Qingyin asked quietly.

"I didn't find it." Zhuiying said.

"The other monks are probably under house arrest." Ye Hansheng said in a cold tone.

"When Yuankong was away, my subordinates explored his residence and found some things." Bufeng said.

"What is it?" Liu Qingyin asked.

"In a hidden place in Yuankong's room, there is a locked cabinet. The lock is very delicate and looks like it was made in Xiyue. I pried open the lock and found a box. Inside the box are some materials and tools for disguise."

"Xiyue?!" Liu Qingyin frowned.

"Zhenyu League." Ye Hansheng said coldly, "Keep watching!"

"Yes!" the two of them replied with a bow.

"Miss Liu, I have a question to ask!" Bufeng said seriously.

"What's the problem?" Liu Qingyin asked seriously.

“That Wu…” Before Bufeng could finish his words, Zhuiying covered his mouth with his hands. “It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s not a big deal. We’ll take our leave first!”

“Miss Liu... um～～!” Zhuiying covered Bufeng’s mouth again and dragged him away!

Liu Qingyin had a question mark on her face, "Are they okay?"

Ye Hansheng smiled and said, "Zhuiying is steady and nothing will happen to him."

Zhuiying is tall and thin, slender, with very fair skin, almond-shaped eyes, and a moustache. He is good at tracking and stalking.

Compared to Zhuiying, Bufeng is shorter and stronger, with dark skin, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a beard, and a towel wrapped around his head. He is just a rough farmer, but he is very careful and good at finding clues. In addition, picking locks is also his strong point.

When she first saw them, Liu Qingyin thought of Old Master Q and Big Sweet Potato. The pair's figures were very similar to theirs. Bufeng and Zhuiying looked very ordinary, the kind of faces you can see everywhere. After more than a year of getting along, even if they dressed up a little and blended into the crowd, she still couldn't find them.

"Is Acheng not back yet?" Liu Qingyin asked.

Inside the Yuantong Zen room.

"I didn't expect that the master's chess skills are so superb. I want to become his disciple!" A Cheng said admiringly.

"Amitabha, thank you for your kindness, donor!" Yuantong said with a smile.

"I noticed that Master Yuantong has been on night duty alone these past two days. Don't other masters in the temple also keep night duty?" As a new game started, Acheng said while playing chess.

"Ah, the abbot and all the uncles are in seclusion. While the temple is being repaired, the brothers have gone down the mountain to travel and gain experience. Only I and my brother are left to look after the temple."

"The master is indeed very hard-working. I understand this very well. I often stand guard at night in the mansion, and I always hear the young master and the young mistress quarreling at night. Sigh!"

"What are they arguing about?" Yuantong's curious big eyes sparkled with gossip, just like Bufeng's.

Ah Cheng made a move and said, "It's the same old clichés, like you don't love me, I don't love you, and so what if it's for some young lady."

"Amitabha, worldly affairs are indeed extremely complicated. Madam Jin seems to be obsessed with having offspring."

"That's right. After getting married, they have no children, so the young master wanted to take a concubine."

"I see! Amitabha, that lady should come to my temple and make a wish. My temple will surely fulfill her wish."

"Of course, Fenglan Temple is a popular place. But in my opinion, Master Yuantong is gentle and elegant, but Master Yuankong has a lot of violent temper. He... doesn't look like a monk." A Cheng suddenly changed the subject.

Yuantong was startled, then said with a slightly evasive look: "Uh..., I have been studying scriptures since I was young, and my senior brother has been practicing martial arts since he was young, so it is inevitable that you are a little different from me."

"Oh~ So that's how it is. Master, this game... you lose!" Asumi held a black piece in his hand and placed it firmly on the chessboard.

........................

Ah Cheng groped in the dark and carefully told Ye Hansheng and Liu Qingyin about Yuantong. "Speaking of Yuankong, Yuantong seemed a little scared and a little panicked. It can be concluded that there is something wrong with Yuankong."

Liu Qingyin nodded and said, "Yuantong may have been coerced, or he may be in cahoots with them. We need to be cautious."

The next morning, the sky was turning pale.

Bufeng and Zhuiying suddenly came to report that after two days of surveillance, they discovered Yuankong's sneaky whereabouts. He was running towards the deserted courtyard with a lunch box, and at this moment there was a sudden knock on the door!

"Donor Jin, you can go to burn incense today. The opening hours of the Great Hall are limited, so I hope you two donors can go there as soon as possible!" Yuantong knocked on the door and said, "Donor, have you gotten up? Can you hear me?" He put his ear to the door and listened to the movements in the room.

The door suddenly opened, and Ye Hansheng, wearing a nightgown, returned the greeting and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master. My wife and I will wash up as soon as possible and go to the palace immediately after packing up."

Yuantong responded while looking into the room, "Amitabha, I hope the donor will come back as soon as possible." In the room, Liu Qingyin was lying on the couch covered with a quilt, snoring. The room was very quiet and there was nothing unusual.

After a pause, Ye Hansheng leaned against the door and looked into his eyes, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, and said, "Master, would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?"

Yuantong then withdrew his gaze and said, "Amitabha, thank you very much, benefactor. It is not necessary. I will take my leave."

After closing the door, Bufeng and Zhuiying held their breath and jumped down from the beam. Liu Qingyin slowly stood up. They looked at each other, and Acheng also came in with the meal.

After a discussion, Liu Qingyin and Ye Hansheng went to the main hall, while Bufeng and Zhuiying went to the abandoned courtyard for further investigation. Ashen cut weeds in the temple under the pretext of being punished for spilling food, so as to investigate the situation outside for them.

After washing up, Liu Qingyin and Ye Hansheng left the room. Yuantong was already waiting not far away. The three of them greeted each other and then the two of them followed Yuantong to the main hall.

On the way, looking at Yuantong's back, Liu Qingyin took Ye Hansheng's arm and said, "Husband, don't tell anyone about Miss Wu's pregnancy. Just distance yourself from her gradually."

Ye Hansheng said lovingly: "Madam is right! Listen to Madam."

Liu Qingyin's eyes turned, she glanced at Yuantong, deliberately lowered her voice, leaned close to Ye Hansheng's ear and said, "Husband, do you know whose child Miss Wu is pregnant with?"

Yuantong walked forward silently all the way without looking back...