Siheyuan: Building a strong dragon country on the eve of the anti-eagle war

Zheng Guo looked at Lin Tao who seemed to be hesitant to speak and asked, "Sixth Aunt, where did Sixth Uncle go? Didn't he leave a message for me?"

Lin Tao had a worried look on her face, and looked at Zheng Guo seriously.

"Xiao Zheng, can I ask you something?"

"Sixth Aunt, please speak."

"Xiao Zheng, are you from that department? You showed up just to catch me and your sixth uncle."

"Sixth Aunt, why do you ask this question?"

"Xiao Zheng, I'm not stupid. I've... nevermind, I won't talk to you about this anymore.

That's all in the past. Now I just want to live a good life with your uncle and Qiao'er."

Zheng Guo naturally knew Lin Tao's background, so it was not surprising that Lin Tao asked this question at this moment.

“Well, I also hope to see Uncle Six live the rest of his life happily.

Don't worry, Aunt Liu, as long as I'm here, I will help you two."

"Zheng'er, thank you."

Only at this moment did Lin Tao truly recognize Zheng Guo.

"Zheng'er, when your sixth uncle left, he asked me to tell you that he went to Dajue Temple."

"Sixth Aunt, how long has my Sixth Uncle been gone?"

"About fifteen or sixteen minutes."

"Okay, got it, Aunt Six. I'll go over and take a look."

"Zheng'er, you and your sixth uncle must come back safely!"

Zheng Guo got on his bike and immediately left the yard. On the way, he found an old man and asked him about the location of Dajue Temple.

After hearing this, Zheng Guo felt that the journey was quite long.

Dajue Temple is in Sujiatuo Town, dozens of miles away.

Zheng Guo first went to the nearest post office to call Captain Wang, then got on his bike and continued on his way to Dajue Temple.

At that time, on a minibus.

Song Xiaoan and Sixth Brother sat at the back, while Zhao Jianzhi stood.

"Sixth brother, Kyoto is so prosperous now. Everyone has a happy smile on their face."

"Yes, Xiaoan, I feel that what we once pursued has now been achieved."

Song Xiaoan smiled, "Yeah."

Then Song Xiaoan stopped talking and looked out the window.

Sixth Brother thought a lot along the way.

When I was enlightening Zheng Guo last night, I was also enlightening myself.

Sixth brother looked at the silly Zhao Jianzhi, this boy was heartless.

But Xiaoan is a filial son. Many times, when Sixth Brother thought of Xiaoan's old mother, he even thought of letting Song Xiaoan go.

"Hey!"

The minibus stopped and started along the way, and it took more than an hour to arrive at Dajue Temple Station.

After a while, we arrived at Dajue Temple.

Song Xiaoan said to the novice monk, "Let's go find Master Juexin."

"Oh, three donors, please follow me."

Soon the three of them were taken to a room.

At that time, a monk with a scar on his head was chanting scriptures with a rosary in his hand.

The door opened and the monk still had his eyes closed.

"Master Juexin, there are guests visiting.

Three donors, I will take my leave. "

After the little novice left, the monk continued to chant with his eyes closed.

"Third brother, why are you like this now?"

Still, Zhao Jianzhi couldn't help but ask.

"It must be Donor Jian Zhi."

"Third Brother!"

Zhao Jianzhi emphasized his tone.

Among the Eight Vajras of the Military Control Commission, the third brother Wang Xin is the most low-key one.

However, his position in the Military Control Commission is still there.

Even the fourth brother Xu Baichuan and the sixth brother Zheng Yaoxian had to be polite when meeting this person, not to mention the brothers below.

"Donor Jianzhi, there is only Monk Juexin here, not your third brother."

Sixth brother limped to the monk and sat down cross-legged.

"Hello, Master Juexin.

Yao came here today to ask Master, have you really let it go? "

The monk opened his eyes with a calm expression.

"Donor Yaoxian, what if you let it go? What if you don't let it go?"

"It's best to let go. This may be a good way to go."

"Third brother, sixth brother!"

Zhao Jianzhi couldn't help it.

Song Xiaoan said to Zhao Jianzhi rudely: "Jianzhi, shut up, you have no right to speak here."

"Donor Xiaoan, you are still so understanding. Thank you very much!"

"Brother Juexin, you are so polite!"

When the monk heard the name, he smiled and opened his eyes.

"Yaoxian, you look older, your legs...

Alas, this is retribution for what we did in the past!"

The Sixth Brother smiled calmly, "Yes.

Third brother, if I were to choose a new path, even if the Japanese invaded, I believe we would still choose the previous path. "

“Yes I will leave!

But you won’t necessarily die on this road.

Yaoxian, it was a mistake for you to come to Kyoto."

“It’s wrong.

But Third Brother, do I have a choice?"

"Yaoxian, if you still recognize me as your third brother, listen to me, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now."

The Sixth Brother laughed out loud immediately. He didn’t expect that these words came from the mouth of the Third Brother who was once a member of the Military Control Commission.

“Yaoxian, I thought you were always smarter than me.

Whatever path you choose in the future has nothing to do with me.

This is what you need.”

After he finished speaking, the monk handed a book to the sixth brother.

“Thank you, Third Brother, for your help. From now on, there is only the monk Juexin, and no longer Third Brother Wang Xin.

Xiaoan, Jianzhi, let's go!"

“Thank you, Donor Yaoxian, for your help.

Amitabha! "

The monk put his hands together, chanted the Buddhist name, and closed his eyes again.

After leaving the room, the sixth brother stopped, clasped his hands together and bowed eleven times, as a farewell to his former third brother.

“Sixth brother, third brother is completely useless.

Sixth brother, we..."

"Come on, accompany me to the back mountain to see the scenery here."

"Sixth Uncle, Sixth Uncle..."

Suddenly a voice was heard, and the three looked and saw Zheng Guochao running towards them.

"Sixth brother, didn't you say that our nephew drank too much yesterday and was sleeping during the day? Why is he here?"

Song Xiaoan looked at Zheng Guo with a calm expression.

"Jian Zhi, do you have any relatives in this world?"

Zhao Jianzhi touched his head and said, "No more.

My parents, brothers, and relatives were all killed by the Japanese devils.

Sixth brother, don’t you know this?

Of course, Liu Ge and Xiao An, you are my last relatives in this world."

"haha, yes!"

At this moment, Sixth Brother couldn't bear it anymore.

Yes, no matter how firm your belief is, the torture you have to endure exists and is inevitable.

Unless, unless...

At this time, Zheng Guo ran over and complained, "Sixth Uncle, you are so mean. You didn't even take me with you when you left."

The Sixth Brother said unhappily: "I will lead you to the endless hell."

"Sixth brother, why did you say this to your nephew? It makes it seem like we are going to die immediately."

"Sixth brother, I don't think our nephew should be involved in this matter.

Maybe he can live in the light.”

"Xiaoan, how can you say that?"

"Let's go to the back hills for a walk."

Soon the four of them arrived at a pavilion on the back mountain of Dajue Temple.

There were exactly four stone pillars, as if they were prepared for the four of them.

"Xiaoan, what do you think?"

"Sixth Brother, whatever you choose, I will choose the same."

"Jian Zhi, what about you?"

Zhao Jianzhi scratched his head again, "Sixth brother, Xiaoan and I made the same choice, I will follow you no matter life or death.

Besides, my life originally belongs to you.

If you hadn't saved us so many times, I would have died long ago."

"Uncle Six, don't be embarrassed.

Uncle Six, let me speak for you about this matter."