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Luo Yao stopped hesitating and looked up at the misty distant mountains. Hearing the noise behind the house, Luo Yao slowly walked towards the direction of the sound.

Behind the house, Li Xian was teasing the little dumpling, pinching his face and patting his head, just like petting a cat.

Luo Xinchen was no longer afraid of him. He squatted beside the wooden barrel, looking at the two fat fish inside, and stretched out his little paws to touch the fish heads.

The fish tumbled in death. Luo Xinchen, with a look of excitement, grabbed Li Xian and called him to come and see, "Xing Xian, fish!"

Luo Yao walked in and found a small kitchen at the back. He went over and saw two fat fish in a wooden barrel. He couldn't help but ask, "Where did you catch those fish? Isn't it vegetarian in the temple?"

The young man got angry just thinking about it, "Young Master, if we hadn't secretly caught a pheasant and made chicken soup for you, you would still be lying in bed right now! We ate it secretly, don't worry, there are only a few monks in this dilapidated temple, no one will notice. Besides, with Brother Bing and I here, they won't be able to find out!"

Luo Yao looked at his hands, still bound in bandages, and thought: Wouldn't it be foolish not to eat meat? If he doesn't eat something good, his body will probably collapse! I'll find a chance to tell the abbot later...

No one knew what was going on in the kitchen, but smoke billowed out. Du Bing poked his head out of the kitchen, coughed violently twice, and called out to Li Xian: "A Xian, kill the fish quickly! Stop playing around!"

Li Xian said "Oh", hugged Luo Xinchen away, reached out and grabbed a fat fish and put it on the ground, pulled out a dagger from his boots, and suddenly stabbed it into the fish's head.

The movements were so fast and bloody that Luo Yao was startled, and Luo Xinchen was so scared that he hugged his brother.

"Fish...Fish are so cute, why kill them?"

Li Xian turned to look at Luo Xinchen, with two drops of blood on his face, "Because Yuyu is not only cute but also delicious!"

Li Xian said as he pulled out a dagger, which was covered in blood. The fish shook its tail twice and then stopped moving.

Luo Xinchen was frightened and started crying. All the cute ones were killed and eaten. The chicks from a few days ago were also very cute, but they were also killed and eaten. All the cute ones were killed and eaten...

Luo Yao kicked Li Xian and pulled his brother into the kitchen.

Ah Shi was lighting the fire, while Du Bing was cutting… no… chopping the radish into eight pieces. His movements and posture were so skillful…

There was chicken soup stewing in the pot, and the aroma was wafting in the air. Just by smelling it, one could tell that the heat and salt were just right. Luo Yao was impressed that a killer could cook, and cook so well at it.

Li Xian also quickly came over with the cleaned fish. When he reached the kitchen door, he still remembered that Luo Xinchen had caused him to be kicked by the young master, so he immediately pushed the gutted fish in front of Luo Xinchen. Luo Xinchen was so scared that he quickly shrank behind his brother.

Luo Yao turned around and saw Li Xian's provocative look, and stretched out his hand to slap him again. Li Xian knew he was going to be beaten, so he lowered his head, turned around, and dashed into the kitchen. Luo Yao didn't even touch his hair...

Looking down at his empty hands, he realized that his martial arts skills were not low, but the young man easily dodged his attack. Luo Yao really believed that the two men were very skilled in martial arts...

After a simple meal, Luo Yao was not in a good condition, so he took his brother to sleep for the whole afternoon.

When I woke up, the room was darker and it was raining outside.

Luo Yao got out of bed quietly, pushed the door open and went out, but there was no one outside.

No one knew where Ashi Xianbing and the other two had gone.

Luo Yao walked slowly to the front yard.

It was already dark and all the worshippers had left. Luo Yao walked around the pillars and headed towards the main hall of the Buddhist temple.

There were many candles lit in the hall, making it bright, and Luo Yao could see the Buddha enshrined in the Temple of All Beings.

It was a very ordinary Buddha statue, very tall, with various offerings placed on the incense table and misty smoke.

Luo Yao walked step by step to the Buddha statue.

Putting my hands together and closing my eyes, my mind flashed with images of my parents, my grandfather, Qing'er, and Mr. He...

He bowed his head and the pendant around his neck slipped out.

Luo Yao stood up straight and looked down at the pendant. Many images flashed through his mind. The people in the images disappeared in the firelight, and his nose felt sore.

Luo Yao wiped the corner of his eyes and saw the abbot walking towards him.

"Amitabha, is the little donor feeling better?"

"Thank you, Abbot, for taking me in. I'm much better now."

"I wonder how the abbot knew I would be passing through Daci Mountain?"

The old abbot bowed and said, "I didn't know that you would pass by Daci Mountain. It's just that I received instructions from the Buddha. When a friend comes from afar, I should show my courtesy as a host."

After the old abbot finished speaking, he walked to Luo Yao, took two incense sticks, lit the fire in the stove, and handed one of them to Luo Yao.

Luo Yao took it, and the old abbot bowed three times before inserting the incense into the incense burner.

He turned around to look at Luo Yao, his eyes fell on the red rope and white jade peace locket around Luo Yao's neck. He touched his beard thoughtfully and bowed to Luo Yao to say goodbye.

Luo Yao returned the gift with incense, lowered his head and listened to the abbot's voice.

"We only meet once in this life, but we have so much affinity with each other in our past lives. Little donor, please cherish the person before you..."

Looking up, the abbot had already walked out of the hall...

Luo Yao looked at the direction where the old abbot was going away in confusion. After a long time, he came to his senses, bowed three times to the Buddha, and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner.

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The air was fresh on the night after the rain. In a deep mountain, the moon was bright and clear, shining through the hole into the underground cave. There was a small pool of water in the cave. At this moment, a young man was changing the bandage on the injury on his lower back.

The shirt hung down at the boy's waist. His skin was fair. The moonlight fell on one side of his neck. The reflection of the pond made his whole body glow, like an elf in the night.

The man lying on the stone bed on the other side had been awake for a while.

He remained motionless, observing the surrounding environment keenly. Suddenly, the sound of water was heard in the darkness, and the man immediately looked towards the location where the sound came from.

The man couldn't look away after seeing this.

The young man turned sideways to clean the wound on his waist, gasping in pain. Finally, the medicine was applied. The young man tore off a circle of cloth from his cuff, tied it around his waist, pulled up the fallen clothes and put them on neatly, then stood up.

"I know you woke up early." The boy turned and said to the person in the dark.

"You saved me... me?"

The boy walked over on the stones and blew on a tinder, "Yes, but it took a lot of effort."

"What's your name?"

Name? The boy was a little confused, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "You can call me Xiao Bi."

At this time, Xiao Bi had already walked to the front of the stone bed, and under the light of the fire, the two could see each other's faces clearly.

The man on the bed was none other than the current emperor, Bei Zhenming. Bei Zhenming's upper body was naked, with many scars of varying sizes on his chest. His shoulder had been bandaged after being cut. The wound seemed to be extremely deep, and the entire piece of cloth was stained red with the blood that had seeped out.

Bei Zhenming looked at the boy steadily. The boy looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. He seemed to have seen that face somewhere before. However, Bei Zhenting couldn't remember where he had seen it before, so his gaze shifted to a copper coin that the boy was playing with.

The copper coin was strung with a red string and hung around the boy's neck, seemingly holding a special meaning to him.

Confused, Bei Zhenming couldn't help but ask: "This copper coin..."

Seeing that he was interested in the copper coin, the young man immediately stuffed it into his clothes and refused to show it to him. He said nonchalantly, "A wealthy family was having a wedding and scattered money. I picked it up on the street."

When Bei Zhenting heard this, he struggled to sit up. The young man went over to help him up and leaned him against the stone wall behind him. The two were very close to each other, and a memory suddenly flashed through Bei Zhenting's mind.

He seemed to have been to Bei Zhenting's wedding and met a little beggar on the street...

Bei Zhenming suddenly grabbed the boy's wrist with his right hand, his eyes becoming sharp.

The boy was puzzled, "Why..."

He stopped talking before he could finish.

The flames flickered, and the tinderbox fell to the ground in its struggle, leaving only a little spark.

The sounds of sucking, biting, and panting came from the darkness...

Suddenly, there was a chaotic dull sound, and a breathless voice rang out, "Old Emperor, what are you crazy about?"

An adult male's deep voice said, "Since you know I'm the emperor, how dare you be so rude?"

"Who was rude? It was obviously you!"

There was another scrambling sound, and again the sucking sound came from the darkness.

There was a bang.

The young man was furious: "If you touch me again, I will throw you here!"

"Child."

The man called out to the boy, and there was a hint of laughter in his voice.

After a long moment in the darkness, someone answered, "What's up?"

"What you wear around your neck was given to you by me, even the name..." The man let out a scream before he could finish his words.

"This was given to me by a noble man. If you defile it again, I will stab you to death!"

"Haha..." The man's voice was full of laughter.

The night passed.

Outside this cave, in the deep mountains separated by a mountain and a stream, a group of soldiers were searching in the forest. They had been searching day and night for almost three days and everyone was very tired.

"Your Highness, we've been searching the surrounding mountains along the Imperial Straight Road for quite some time. Let's take a break..."

"If you need water or dry food, just get it while you're looking. Keep searching! I want to see the person alive or the body dead!" The man's voice sounded very weak.

"Your Highness! You are already in poor health. Even if I can't rest, you should rest too!"

The man's patience ran out when he heard this. "Shut up! Find someone for me!"