Chapter 922 Can’t Leave
Zhou Shiyue certainly didn’t think that Lu Zhaoling was deliberately not helping him regain his memory.
He just suddenly thought that Sizhen's memory was suppressed, so was it also for this reason?
What kind of evil magic is the person behind this using?
"what happened?"
Lu Zhaoling felt Zhou Shiyue's gaze and for a moment did not care about what Sizhen said. She turned her head to look at Zhou Shiyue.
Zhou Shiyue felt a little warm in his heart when he saw that she noticed his emotions at the first moment.
He shook his head. "It's okay. We'll talk later."
He looked at Sizhen.
"You said your master and uncle were deceived. What do you mean?"
"My uncle and I rushed back to the temple, but the master was not there at all, but he left a letter and a painting."
Si Zhen said anxiously, "After reading the letter, my uncle said that Master was confused and he had to go and persuade Master to come back. He asked me to go back to the capital first."
"But after the uncle left in a hurry, a senior brother came and said that the master didn't leave any letter at all. He also said that the master left before because someone sent a letter and a painting. The master left after reading them and never came back."
Sizhen was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.
"My uncle took the letter with him, but he left the painting behind. I thought I would take the painting with me to the capital to ask the prince for help."
He looked at Zhou Shiyue.
For something like this, they would have to ask King Jin for help, as they didn't have any other options.
Zhou Shiyue raised his eyebrows.
When I lost my memory, I felt that he was untrustworthy, but when I regained my memory, I knew that I had to go to the capital to ask him for help?
Tsk, this little monk.
Lu Zhaoling was silent for a moment. "What about the painting? You just said not to burn it, but the painting was burned?"
"Yes!" Si Zhen nodded vigorously, looking at her with admiration, his eyes almost glowing, "How did Master Lu guess it? I wanted to take the painting back to the capital, but one night a man in black came along, snatched the painting, and burned it directly."
"Then, he took something black and hit me on the head."
"I fainted at that time, and when I woke up, I forgot who I was."
Si Zhen looked at Lu Zhaoling with red eyes, "Master Lu, can you take a look at my face and see if I have the face of my dead master or uncle?"
Zhou Shiyue: “…”
Are you considered smart?
Use this method to ensure the safety of your master and uncle?
Lu Zhaoling looked at Sizhen carefully, "Your master and uncle should still be alive now."
After hearing her words, Sizhen's tense body suddenly relaxed.
He almost cried.
"That's great, as long as Master and Uncle are alive."
"Little Master, don't worry too much. From what you said, your master and uncle must have left because of something. Even if they were tricked away by others, they must have something that needed them to go there."
"Since they are needed, they will not be killed easily. Besides, would they send two monks there just to kill them? They must need monks."
Lu Zhaoling felt that the other party really had something wrong and needed the monk's help.
However, when they had approached their master and uncle monks before, they were rejected by the two monks, so they had to use this method.
Sizhen thought about it and nodded.
"When I left the temple, my fellow disciples also advised me not to worry too much, saying that Master and Uncle Master would be fine, and asked me to return to the capital as soon as possible. Before Master left, he once said that the ancestral temple in the capital still needed more disciples to chant sutras."
"What did your master figure out?"
Lu Zhaoling was a little curious about his master. He thought that something happened in the ancestral temple, so he wanted to send more monks there to chant scriptures and take charge.
"I don't know either, but the brothers are also preparing to set off. When the time comes, they will go to the capital to pay homage to the emperor and ask for his permission to allow more disciples to stay in the ancestral temple. They may have already arrived in the capital."
After all, he followed the caravan to the north.
Then the other brothers should have arrived in the capital.
"Oh no, my junior brother won't cry if he doesn't see me coming back?" Si Zhen slapped his head as he remembered to stop eating.
He was panicking.
If the junior brother saw so many senior brothers go to the ancestral temple but he didn't go back, I don't know how worried he would be.
Whenever he worries about him, the little junior brother starts to cry.
"That little master will probably really cry." Zhou Shiyue said.
Sizhen suddenly felt even more uneasy.
"I have to get back to the capital."
He left immediately after he said that.
Lu Zhaoling quickly grabbed him and said, "This is Shuning City, thousands of miles away from the capital, and it's snowing heavily, how are you going to get back?"
When Sizhen said she was about to go back, a horrible scene suddenly appeared in her mind.
Sizhen met a group of refugees on the road. They were so hungry that their eyes turned green. When they saw Sizhen...
She shuddered and held Sizhen tightly.
What a bad luck!
She suddenly saw such a terrible ending from Sizhen's face.
"You can't go back alone."
Lu Zhaoling gritted his teeth and tried hard to think about the scene he had just seen, wondering what kind of road it was and what was around it.
Then she looked at Zhou Shiyue.
Zhou Shiyue's heart trembled when he saw her somewhat fierce expression.
He immediately hugged himself and took a step back.
"Lu Xiaoer, what's with that expression on your face? What did I say wrong just now?"
Lu Zhaoling said to him, "Come here, I'll tell you, and you draw."
The prince walked over timidly and picked up the pen.
Lu Zhaoling recounted what he had just seen.
"There are several stones of different sizes, about ten steps away from the small mountain path. On the left is a group of trees with very straight branches. The mountain path in front is serpentine and turns at the position opposite the stones."
"There's a slope across from me, and there are some newly dug holes on the slope. Oh, and these pictures are all covered with thick snow."
Although Zhou Shiyue was puzzled, he just glanced at her. Seeing her serious expression, he tried his best to draw what she said.
"What else?" he asked.
"Gone."
"That's all?" Zhou Shiyue looked at the small section of the painting on the paper that looked like a mountain road. He really didn't understand what she meant by this. "Why draw this?"
Lu Zhaoling said, "Try to identify where this is."
Zhou Shiyue pointed at himself and then at the painting.
"Just like that, let me identify where it is?"
No, it's just a short mountain road, with a few rocks, a short road, and a small patch of trees. How could he see it?
"Yes, that's it. I leave it to you." Lu Zhaoling said and looked at Si Zhen again, "Little monk Jie Chi will be fine in the ancestral temple in Beijing. Even if he wants to cry, he can just cry. He won't lose any meat. Just buy him a few more boxes of snacks later."
"But you, you have a disaster and can't leave."
"Robbery?" Si Zhen looked at her blankly. What kind of robbery could he have?
"Do you want to listen to me?" Lu Zhaoling's face turned serious.
Sizhen nodded quickly.
"Of course I will listen to Master Lu."
He didn't dare not listen.