On the rooftop, Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu stood opposite each other, silent for a long time.
The biting wind blew the corners of their windbreakers, making the two men's figures appear more slender, with a sassy temperament, and a touch of autumn's unique chill.
After a while, Ma Xiaoyu spoke.
"Why is it that in novels and comics, intelligence agents always choose to connect on the rooftop, somewhere else, in an ice room, a hotel or an apartment? Isn't that good?"
Yin Xiu shook his head, "It's just a habit. On the rooftop, we have nothing to hide, and we don't have to worry about the walls having ears. And don't you think it has a mysterious feeling?"
"I don't think so," Ma Xiaoyu wrapped her coat tightly, "I just feel cold."
"If you feel cold, you can come closer to me. I will keep you warm."
"Then I'm still cold." Ma Xiaoyu took another step to the side.
Yin Xiu was helpless and was about to say something else. On the other side of the rooftop, Haruyo and Luo Wei walked up side by side.
The two of them were dressed exactly the same, wearing a black suit, a white shirt and a tie, and wearing sunglasses that almost covered their noses.
"Luo Wei, I remember we haven't fought side by side for a long time, right?" Haruyo sighed.
"Except when we first graduated and patrolled the streets, when did we work together?"
Luo Wei glanced at him and said, "In the first half of the year, either you were guarding the pond, or I was transferred to hunt wild boars in the second half of the year, so our two murderers didn't get together."
Haruyo laughed, "But I think it was quite interesting when we patrolled together. At that time, I was responsible for beating people and you were responsible for writing reports. Isn't it a perfect cooperation?"
"It's best that you beat every prisoner like a dead dog. At that time, I could break two typewriters a month just to wipe your ass!"
"So you punched me just now out of revenge?"
Haruyo's face darkened, and there were still bruises on his stomach. "You punched me, and I almost vomited out last night's snack! You bastard!"
"really?"
Luo Wei's face turned happy, "Is my fist really that heavy?"
Haruyo glared at him, "How about I punch you to feel it?"
"That's not necessary."
Luo Wei said with a smile: "Although I felt that I had changed before, whether it was speed or strength, they were improved several times, but I always felt not confident.
Now that you say this, I have confidence. "
Haruyo rolled his eyes, "Fortunately, you gained confidence just by punching me. If you have to beat me to pieces to cheer me up, then I really can't help you."
"What are you talking about! We are all good brothers, how could I possibly kill you?"
After Luo Wei patted his shoulder hard, the two finally came to Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu.
"This trip is hard enough and dangerous." Haruyo sighed.
"You mean me?"
Yin Xiu looked at her body. The slight burns caused by the flames had healed and no traces were visible.
"I'm fine. I'm used to bullets and bullets."
"Are you used to it? I'm not!"
Haruyo said as he was about to lift up his clothes to show his wounds, but was held down by Luo Wei.
"We are all gentlemen. Why are you taking off your clothes and acting like a gangster? And Miss Ma is still here."
Ma Xiaoyu coughed lightly, "It doesn't matter, I don't mind very much."
"I mind!" Luo Wei pressed his hand back again.
"Okay, okay, no need to look."
Yin Xiu gave them a strange look, "Have you discovered anything in the past few days?"
Haruyo shook his head, "The people you mentioned seemed to have their feet planted in the ground. I stayed outside for three days and three nights, and they never took a step out."
"Is it possible that it came from another place? A doorway that we can't see or touch?" Yin Xiu asked.
"Then you have to ask him."
Haruyo looked at the other side of the rooftop, and Yin Xiu also turned his gaze.
There, stood a man dressed the same as Haruyo and Luo Wei, but wearing a black felt hat.
"This outfit was custom-made at Rong Jinxing. It is very expensive. You have to reimburse the money." Haruyo said seriously.
"It doesn't matter, but you have to treat him to dinner, and I don't care about that."
"Don't worry, he is a vegetarian and it won't cost much."
The man came closer and took off his felt hat, revealing his bare head with only a layer of green stubble on it.
"I haven't shaved my head for a while, please forgive me. By the way, people in the temple call me Dao Youcheng."
"Oh, Brother Cheng." Yin Xiu stretched out her hand to him.
Dao Youcheng was stunned for a moment, then touched Yin Xiu's finger with some restraint, and then let go.
He whispered: "It's not that I'm putting on airs, it's that I'm not used to shaking hands with people. I used to play with that thing too much, and my hands always had a strange smell, which was greasy and disgusting."
"But I see that you are very energetic and in good condition now." Yin Xiu said sincerely.
"My foundation has been hollowed out a long time ago. I just relaxed a little mentally, so I look like a human being. I think so myself, but the monks in the temple still seem to look down on me, saying that I am a Taoist friend sincerely.
I just feel like before, if I hand over the bong, my saliva and nose will flow non-stop. "
As he said this, Dao Youcheng laughed.
"You don't have a Dharma name? Do you want others to talk about you like this?" Ma Xiaoyu frowned.
"Yes, there is one."
Dao Youcheng saluted Ma Xiaoyu with some gratitude.
"But I think that whether it's a name or a Buddhist title, it's just a way of calling me. It doesn't matter whether you call me or not, whether you remember it or not, so I should accept whatever others call me.
What matters is not how they see me, but how I see myself. "
"Bodhi is nothing, and a bright mirror is not a stand..."
Yin Xiu muttered thoughtfully.
Then he said: "You are also a member of Hongde Temple, why are you helping us? You should know that we are planning to deal with them, right? Also, did you call them [those monks] just now?"
Facing Yin Xiu's series of questions, a relieved smile appeared on Dao Youcheng's face.
"I am not a fake monk who goes into the temple to make a living, nor do I have any grudges against the people in the temple. It's just that I feel that there is no real monk in Hongde Temple from top to bottom.
Oh no, there is one, but unfortunately he is a lunatic.
Speaking of which, I'm not helping you, I'm just returning a favor.
Back then, I was high and almost overdosed and died on the roadside. It was Detective Haruyo, oh now Mr. Haruyo, who punched me several times and made me vomit everything out, and then I survived.
Then he casually threw me an ordination book that he got from somewhere.
You know, having a precept is equivalent to having a new identity. Hongde Temple was short of people at that time, and they didn’t think I was a good person, so they took me in.
I have always wanted to repay this kindness. When Mr. Haruyo came to see me a few days ago, I responded without hesitation.
At first, I thought I was the only one in the temple who was dawdling around. I couldn’t even read the words while chanting Buddha’s name and fasting. It was common for me to eat secretly in the middle of the night.
But as I gradually quit my addiction, my mind became clearer and I gradually developed a feeling.
That is, I am becoming more and more like a monk, while other people in the temple, including several chief elders, are not like monks anymore. They are even more evil and miserable than the fugitives in Kowloon Walled City. "
I thought that not only would he be gritting his teeth at this time, but he would also have some disgust on his face.
But Dao Youcheng's face remained calm, as if he was just talking about a small matter like leaves falling and flowers blooming on the trees.
"Aren't you curious about what we do?" Ma Xiaoyu asked.
Even Yin Xiu cast such a questioning look at him.
"I don't ask you what you want to do, and you don't have to worry about how I do it."
Dao Youcheng looked firm, "Mr. Haruyo is a good man, and what he wants to do is definitely not something harmful to nature, so I will do whatever he says, that's all."
"Then what if Hongde Temple is gone? Can you accept it?"
"It has not always existed. If the temple is gone, the monk will be there. If the monk is gone, the Buddha and Bodhisattva will still be there. There will be no change."
Yin Xiu nodded, "Then I'll leave our affairs to you."
Dao Youcheng said calmly: "Don't worry about me doing the work."
Luo Wei took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him, "Thanks, Brother Cheng."
Dao Youcheng stretched out his hand to refuse, "I haven't smoked for many years. The smoke and the feeling of intoxication always remind me of some past things I don't want to recall."
"Sorry." Luo Wei put the cigarette back.
Dao Youcheng bowed to everyone, put on his hat and walked off the rooftop.
Yin Xiu watched the man's figure go away and sighed: "Chun Dai, I didn't expect you to do good things sometimes."
Haruyo scratched his head, "A good thing? I was complained by my boss at that time, and I was also entangled by a Taoist friend on the way. It was extremely unlucky. I just punched him a few times when I got angry.
Later, when I saw him vomiting like that, I thought I was going to beat someone to death. I was so panicked that I randomly found a temple and threw him at the door and asked the monks to chant sutras to save him. I didn't expect that he was not dead.
He recognized me a few days ago and thanked me for beating him. Oh, how do you want me to explain to him? "
"..."
Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu looked at each other, while Luo Wei seemed to be used to his behavior and just wiped his nose and said nothing.
"No matter what, you should help me keep an eye on Hongde Temple during this period. I still have a lot of things to deal with underground. With your help, at least I won't have to be attacked from both sides."
After Yin Xiu finished explaining to Chun Dai, he planned to leave.
At this time, Ma Xiaoyu poked his waist and said, "Take me one."
Yin Xiu turned around, "You mean to go to my place?"
Ma Xiaoyu's eyes widened, "Go underground!"
"And me, I want to help too."
Luo Wei raised his hand to signal, his smile actually looking warm in the cold wind. (End of chapter)