There is no reason for the fifth, fourth, and third times of love

All the monks stopped looking, and Long Jing also followed the eyes of the monks, only to see a tall old monk striding out of the door, holding a thick iron Zen staff, slamming into the ground, and the iron ring on the staff was chaotic.

This old monk has a square face, a gray hair under his forehead, his eyes are as bright as electricity, extremely powerful, his waist is straight and his back is straight, like a tiger and a lion, and his momentum is terrifying.

When Jue Neng saw him, he greeted him with a busy smile, and Shi Li said, "Senior Brother Jueyuan, why are you here." ”

The old monk was stunned: "Who dares to spread wild in Shaolin Temple?" He looked around and saw that the monks surrounded two young men and women, the young man had clear eyebrows, graceful demeanor, and calm spirit, and there was no murderous image: and the girl was beautiful and beautiful, elegant as an orchid, and even more like a fairy. He looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but wonder if he said, "Is it you kid who shouted just now?"

"It's the juniors. Long Jing hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile.

Jueyuan looked him up and down again, nodded and said, "Yes, but if you want to meet Uncle Wuxin, you must first pass the level of the poor monk." As he spoke, he shook his staff and stood at the door.

"Senior brother, don't be reckless!" A loud voice from Qingyuan came from afar, and the figure came very quickly, and the voice had just fallen, and there was already an old monk of seventy or eighty years old beside Jueyuan, only to see that he was thin and tall, with long eyebrows and white beard, a self-determined expression, and an extraordinary spirit.

Jueyuan and Jue Neng saw him, and hurriedly said, "Senior brother!" Yuan Tong and the others were called "Master Uncle" or "Master Uncle".

Long Jing saw it, no one needed to introduce him, he knew that this person was the contemporary head of Shaolin Temple, Master Jueming, who was busy taking two steps forward, smiled and said: "Master Abbot, the younger generation is rude, please don't blame the master." If the master can be introduced, the younger generation will be grateful. ”

Jue Ming glanced at him and smiled faintly: "The little donor, please follow the old man in, and Uncle Wuxin has invited the little donor." ”

"Thank you, Master. Long Jing was suddenly excited, and took Frost's hand and left.

Jueyuan Zen staff raised his head and stopped the two: "Female donor, please stay!"

Jue Ming had already turned around and walked a few steps, and when he heard the words, he turned around and said, "Uncle Wuxin has something to say, let her in." ”

Jueyuan listened, so he had nothing to say, put down the Zen staff and let the two in.

Jue Ming led the two of them to turn left and right, passed through the hall, and walked for a long time before they came to a small house, he stopped, saluted the door, and said, "Uncle Wuxin, the two little donors are invited." ”

"Come in. A voice inside the door said.

Jue Ming said to Jing Shuang and the others: "The two little donors invite themselves in, and the old man will not accompany him." ”

"Master, please take care of yourself. Jing Shuang and the others hurriedly returned the salute, Fang looked back at the hut, dressed up, took a deep breath, and then stepped forward to push the door. As soon as the door was pushed, the two of them stepped in, only to see a small room, the walls were full of scriptures, among which there was only a cloud bed, and there was nothing else.

An old monk with white eyebrows and white beard sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, and the two of them knelt down busily: "Junior Lu Longjing (Bai Bingshuang) knocks on the master!"

"Get up, two little benefactors. The old monk said: "The old man doesn't even have a place to sit here, the little donor forgive me." ”

Long Jing hurriedly said: "The master is too polite, it's the juniors who are too presumptuous and disturb the master's cultivation." ”

"The old man is the enlightened heart," the old monk said, "What is the matter with the little benefactor who has named the old man?" ”12.11.

"That's the case," Long Jing knew that in front of such a high monk, he couldn't beat around the bush at all, let alone say insincerely, so he said directly: "The best friend of the younger generation has been poisoned by the poison, although the younger generation has tried every possible way to find a doctor and ask for medicine, but this kind of poison is rare in the world, and many medical saints not only can't treat it, but they haven't even seen it, and they have just heard about it." ”

"Later, the younger generation found the 'Jinli Needle' Lu senior, although the Lu senior had seen this poison, but he didn't know how to do it. Fortunately, Senior Lu knew that there was a senior doctor who might understand this poison, but he didn't know where she lived in the immortals. ”

He turned his head to look at Bingshuang, sighed slightly, looked at Master Wuxin, and said: "It is said that this divine doctor has a lot of contact with the master, so the junior took the liberty to come and disturb, begging the master to be merciful and give him his whereabouts, and the younger generation is grateful and will remember it for the rest of his life!"

"I see," Wuxin listened to him finish, and then smiled: "The old man doesn't know how to heal, and the second doesn't know poison, how can he cure diseases and save people, it turns out that he came to ask the old man about people." Don't you know that the old man hasn't come down the mountain for 15 years? I'm afraid that I can't help the little donor, so I ask the little donor to forgive me first. ”

"This divine doctor is an old friend of the master," Long Jing said busily: "I think the master knows." ”

Wuxin asked, "I don't know who it is?"

"It's a senior surnamed Shui," Long Jing sighed: "The younger generation doesn't know the name of Shui's predecessor, only that she also has a twin sister, both of whom are disciples of the famous divine doctor Zhang Shiyi Zhang Heroine more than seventy years ago." ”

When Wuxin heard this, his heart moved slightly, he let out a long breath, slowly closed his eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

Jingshuang and the two glanced at each other, not knowing what to say.

After a long time, Wu Xin gently whispered: "The past is like smoke, the years fly by, the world is impermanent, and life is lovely!"

After listening to these words, Long Jing looked at Wuxin's slightly closed eyes, and his heart fluttered, who can really see through the relationship! Not to mention the ordinary people in the world, even such a generation of eminent monks has never completely seen through it.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately thought about whether he had made a mistake in coming this time? This was all about holding a sword, slowly, piece by piece, peeling at the wounds that the monk had been wounded and perhaps healed. Isn't this too cruel, too selfish! At this moment, he regretted coming here a little.

Wuxin slowly opened his eyes and said, "Is this girl poisoned?"

"Yes," Frost hurriedly bowed her head, "I'm really sorry to disturb the master." ”

Wuxin said: "You are all good children, don't blame yourself. He smiled slightly, "You're not wrong, it's the old man's fault." Alas!" he sighed, "her surname is Shui Ruyan, she is the elder sister of twin sisters, and her healing skills and poisons are indeed miraculous, and you should go to her for healing." However, her temperament is burdened by the old man, and she has some quirks, and she is afraid that she will not cure you, especially when she sees you so loving. ”

Long Jing said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with loving people, and there is nothing wrong with being loved, if the water seniors hate us and love each other, it is unreasonable." ”

Wuxin said: "Love is inherently unreasonable. ”

Long Jing's heart moved, and said: "Yes, there is no reason to talk about love!"

Wuxin said: "However, don't worry, the old man told you that she lives in a valley deep in the Mengshan Mountain, and the old man has a map here, and you can easily find her according to the map." He stood up, walked to the wall, and removed a wooden box from the top of a bookcase.

He took the wooden box, brushed the dust off it, and opened the lid, which contained a small box, surrounded by many clouds and mist, and in the middle of the lid was carved a delicate lily.

He carefully took out the small box, brushed the dust that was not on the lid of the box, and slowly opened the lid, which contained a yellowed piece of paper and a pink embroidered silk scarf. He took out the paper and handed it to Long Jing, and said, "This is the map to the water and clouds, it is very detailed, and it should be easy to find." ”

Long Jing took the yellowed piece of paper and unfolded it carefully, and sure enough, there was a topographic map drawn on it, with mountains, rivers, bridges, and forests clearly marked. He held the picture, bowed deeply to Wuxin and said, "Thank you, master!"

"Don't worry," Wuxin picked up the small box again and took out the silk scarf: "Little donor, take this, give it to Shui Ruyan, she will know that the old man asked you to go, and she will definitely treat your injuries." ”

Long Jing was about to reach out to take the silk scarf, but Wuxin put it back in the box and handed it to him along with the box, saying, "Bring this to her together, and ask the little donor to convey a few words for the old man." ”

He paused, sighed slightly, and read slowly, "The love in the world is fleeting, the monks and laymen are different, and there is no chance in this life; He clasped his palms and closed his eyes, "The old man won't send it, the two little donors please!"

Long Jing silently wrote down Wuxin's words, held the box, and retreated with Frost Shili.

Jueming waited outside the door, and when he saw the two coming out, he invited the two to the main hall to serve tea and dinner, Jingshuang and the two were anxious and didn't want to stay any longer, so they said goodbye to Jueming.

Jueming was not easy to stay, so he personally sent the two to the temple gate, and let the two of them come with horses.

The two came down the mountain, found a restaurant to eat, and immediately went to Mengshan.