Back at the Taoist temple, Bai Mei persuaded two young Taoist priests who wanted to stay with him on the grounds that he wanted to recuperate, and closed the door of the Taoist temple casually.

Bai Mei sat alone in the lobby of the Taoist temple, he lowered his head and said nothing. After a long time, Fang looked up at this place that he was very familiar with, but suddenly reacted, why is there no one in his Taoist temple? Where are all the disciples?

He hurriedly stood up and looked at the row of rooms on one side, which was empty.

Bai Mei rushed out of the courtyard, he poked his head out of the door and looked around, and suddenly saw a small Taoist priest turning from the side path and going up the mountain.

This little Taoist priest was carrying a firewood basket on his back, his face was slender, and he looked at the slow pace of walking from a distance, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Bai Mei couldn't see the appearance of this little Taoist priest clearly, but he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Does this feeling come from the way you walk, or is it something that you can't explain?

Bai Mei opened the door a little more. "Squeak~" provoked the little Taoist priest on the mountain to stop suddenly. He slowly turned back, his expression incredulous. When he saw someone inside the Taoist temple from a distance, the little Taoist priest rushed down in a hurry as if he was crazy, shouting as he ran: "Master! Is it you, Master?"

White eyebrows squinted and looked at it. This voice is so familiar, especially the "Master", which made Bai Mei's heart tremble!

He opened the gate and strode out, standing in the doorway looking at the rushing disciples.

As a result, the moment the little Taoist priest saw Bai Mei, he suddenly burst into tears! No, it can even be described as howling and crying. His hands trembled, and he wanted to reach out to touch the wound on Bai Mei's body, but he was finally afraid that he would hurt and gave up. The little Taoist priest's face was full of tears, he slowly raised his eyelids to look at Bai Mei, and his voice trembled: "Master!

Bai Mei clasped his arms with both hands: "What happened?"

The little Taoist priest slowed down, he grabbed his cuffs and wiped his eyes violently: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Mei waved his hand: "Don't ask me yet." Let me ask you, what happened to Babaoshan during the period after I left?"

The little Taoist priest lowered his head, and his eyes turned red again: "Master, you walk on the front foot, Yanyue, Yanyue will be killed the next day." Speaking of this, the little Taoist priest was already choked. He tried to ease his emotions and twitched his nose: "Subsequently, and then our Taoist temple was emptied! Regardless of age or position, everyone was sent to the Great Virtue Heavenly Master to do the hardest and most tiring work. Look at 'Mao, Chinese, Net, Master, we haven't recited for nearly a month!'

Bai Mei's body shook suddenly! He didn't expect that what the High Dao Great Virtuous Heavenly Master did would be like murder for these Daoists who cultivated their minds!

The white eyebrows had a fine layer of goosebumps on his body. This reaction comes from the anger burning in the heart. He gritted his teeth: "Crazy! It's crazy! I won't even let you recite in the morning and evening, this is cutting off your way!"

The little Taoist priest lowered his head, big tears rolled down from his eyes, and gradually sobbed again: "Master, everyone thinks that they will never see you again" Speaking of this, the little Taoist priest couldn't cry.

Bai Mei sighed: "What, you also know that he sent me to Kunlun Mountain to catch the raccoon demon, but the drunkard didn't mean to drink?"

The little Taoist priest lowered his head: "Master, after the feathering of the Guangfu Heavenly Master, the things that Yan Yue cried in front of you turned out to be really true! The sect has changed, Master, Babao Mountain, I'm afraid it will be bloody and bloody! The people under the Guangfu Heavenly Master were squeezed out by the Great Virtue Heavenly Master, and they were all killed if they were not satisfied! After Yan Yue was killed, several little Taoist priests died one after another, and the reasons were even more varied. Right now, there is not much left under the Guangfu Heavenly Master. Master, although you are not a master of Guangfu Heavenly Master, you have a close relationship with Heavenly Master, and there is no reason not to want your life in his place!"

Bai Mei took his hand off his arm, approached him, and lowered his voice: "In the past few days in the Great Virtue Heavenly Master Taoist Temple, can you perceive how much of his people can account for the current Babao Mountain?"

"What is the specific gravity?" The little Taoist priest's voice suddenly more than doubled: "Master, Master, if you rely on those rumors right now, you can still be lucky." I've been in the Great Virtue Heavenly Master Taoist Temple for a month, and every day of this month is a torment! I don't know if I have a tomorrow. At this juncture, do you still have delusional thoughts that you will find out one of your people from this Babao Mountain? I won't tell you the truth, in the place of the Great Virtuous Heavenly Master, the recitation will be gone sooner or later, and we will live in a firewood house, and we will be restricted from eating and drinking, and we will be scolded and punished for the slightest disobedience, and even our speech will be restricted! The High Dao Great Virtuous Celestial Master will even personally force us to ask us to say that this Heavenly Master Taoist sect is the world of his Great Virtuous Heavenly Master! Master, the disciples have suffered so much in order to save their lives, and they can only ignore their consciences."

The little Taoist priest clenched his cuffs again and wiped his tears: "Master, I thought that in this world, only evil will there be purgatory, who would have thought that the devil is around!"

The little Taoist priest sobbed a few times, and suddenly burst into laughter. On that face, the gray "picture" mixed with tears and dust made Bai Mei feel distressed.

"But Master, to see you again today, it's all worth it. Master, go quickly! Don't be in Babao Mountain! This is no longer the original Heavenly Master's Dao, here is already the opposite of heaven! The Great Virtue Heavenly Master has integrated all the Dao and Dharma sects into one, and he wants to set up his own door! The current Babao Mountain, to put it bluntly, is to let everyone recognize him only as the Great Virtue Heavenly Master, and it is absolutely forbidden to say a single word! But anyone who violates it will be expelled from the Dao Gate in the light case, and in the worst case, he will be killed on the spot! Master, Master, you have heard the apprentice say that you can't stay here, so you can go quickly!"

The white-eyed Daoist frowned: "Heavenly Master Dao, do you want to be exclusive to him?" ”

"Master, you should leave now! I will cover for you! If you are gone, you will not come back! If you have the Tao of the Heavenly Master in your heart, and the Tao is in your heart, why should you be homeless?"

"I'm not leaving!"

"No, Master! Listen to me, you really have to leave Babao Mountain! The water here is so miserable that you can't even sleep peacefully!"

Bai Mei shook his head: "No! Right now, this Babao Mountain is far more severe than I imagined! How can I leave you here and go out of the mountain to enjoy peace by myself?!"

"Master, the apprentice has been with you since the age of the apprentice, and the apprentice can't lie to you! Every minute of your time in Babao Mountain is dangerous!"

Bai Mei blinked, but did not speak.

The words of the little Taoist priest were listened to by Bai Mei. Presumably, the dictatorship and autocracy of this high-ranking Heavenly Master are about to reach the point of reaching the pinnacle! That's right! The senior disciple of the Guangfu Heavenly Master, Yanyue, was killed, and the remaining high-ranking disciples, whether they were Dao Tong, could only violate their conscience in order to save their lives.

Bai Mei raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky, sighed and said softly: "The clouds are still there, but the wind is alone and free, leaving this piece of filth and haze, when is it time to rest! Heaven and earth are the foundation of mind cultivation." The change of heart will harm all sentient beings!"

The little apprentice took down the firewood basket on his shoulder and put it on the ground, and grabbed Bai Mei's arm with both hands in a panic: "Master! I beg you! Hurry up and go down the mountain! If you don't leave, it's really too late!"

Seeing that Bai Mei did not react, the little Taoist priest knelt in front of him with a "plop~": "Master! I was sent to this Babao Mountain at a young age, and I have been taught under your knees, treating you as my brother and my father. At the moment, the father is in trouble, but the child can't help you, and the disciples feel ashamed! So Master, you should let your sons go! It doesn't matter what sins the disciples suffer, as long as you are safe, as long as you know that in this world, we call on the master that you are still alive and well, and the disciples will be content! You should live well for us, okay? Master?"

The white eyebrows' eyes turned red. The few words in front of him were very heavy. He felt that the burden and mission on his shoulders were a little heavier.

Daoist Baimei helped him up and said meaningfully, "Master will definitely avenge you!"

The little Taoist priest stared at him and asked in surprise, "Revenge?"

"That's right! Avenge the Guangfu Heavenly Master! Avenge you! Correct the name of the Heavenly Master!" said that, Bai Mei straightened up: "Take care of yourself." When Master is there, you are there. You must wait for Master to come and save you!"

Bai Mei didn't know whether this conversation between him and the little Taoist priest was a mutual encouragement between master and apprentice, or a prelude to parting. has been a teacher for several years, and this kind of relationship with the relationship between father and son and the belief in morality makes Bai Mei can't bear to believe that the people who were fellow practitioners, fellow practitioners, fellow musicians, and fellow disciples in the past have become memories of yesterday in an instant.

The little Taoist priest slowly picked up the firewood basket on the ground, and the moment he carried it on his shoulder, he only felt that it weighed tens of millions of catties.

At the urging of Bai Mei, he marched towards the mountain. Bearing weight on the road in the future, one step and three turns.

Perhaps, aside from the fact that the subconscious of spiritual cultivators is a few steps better than mortals, they can meet Bai Mei again, but they don't know if there will be a next time?

In the time that the little Taoist priest stayed at the gate of the Heavenly Master's Mansion of the High Dao Great Virtue, he knew better than Bai Mei about the current situation of this Babao Mountain. And it is this kind of precariousness that he knows but cannot speak, which makes the little Taoist priest feel that goodbye is really a luxury.

He cried as he wiped his tears with his sleeve. On the reluctant master-apprentice road on Babao Mountain, Bai Mei raised his hand and waved it, urging him to hurry back.

Before the day of parting, it is better than the time of parting.

Perhaps, Bai Mei and Xiao Daoist both have some worries about the unknown future, but they also have some beautiful hopes. But compared with worry, this kind of hope is more like a reality that hides behind the tacit understanding and can't bear to face.

Seeing that the little Taoist priest still refused to speed up his steps, Bai Mei was ruthless, and turned his head and brushed his sleeves into the Taoist temple. He looked through the window at the way up the mountain.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the little Taoist, pulling out the oblique shadow and the light and shadow sprinkled by the dense trees, chaotic and mottled, noisy and not very memorable!

Bai Mei looked at the figure that was gradually moving away, the oblique black was stretched by the light, and the branches were intertwined, like a soul bound by a demon, and in that reflection, there was unspeakable pain and fear.