The attic was cleaned up, a yellowed round wooden table, surrounded by four yellowed high-backed stools, and in addition, there were a few landscape drawings on the walls, and there was no other decoration, it was really simple, quaint, and even the mottled cracks on the walls were not willing to be filled with lacquer.

In this attic, the attic complements each other well, and it is really worthy of the word "ancient", which can be called "the same as the inside and the outside".

Zuo Daoke quipped: "Your young lady is really stingy, letting the guests live in a dilapidated house will inevitably make us feel uncomfortable." ”

The girl in green had a smile on her face, she had been like this since she saw them. Her smile is not exaggerated, not excessive, and the upward arc of the corners of her mouth is just right, which is both comfortable and sincere. This is how Zuo Daoke felt when he first met her, the whole person was like bathing in the spring breeze, without the restraint of strangers. But this feeling began to slowly change when I walked up the corridor and saw the stone carving, this girl is good-looking, and her skin is white and tender, it stands to reason that she never gets tired of looking at it, and the more she looks at it, the more she is happy, but the left knife guest has gradually lost the feeling of a spring breeze after a long time.

The smile is still the same, but he always feels that something is missing, Zuo Daoke was thinking at that time, and he didn't understand until just now that he was missing a trace of popularity.

It was as if the smile had been fixed on her face by something, only on the surface, not from the heart.

How can it be a laugh without a heartfelt smile, with such an idea, the person who looks at the girl is no different from the stone sculpture in the middle of the lake, they are all dead.

What Zuo Daoke said just now was half unintentional and half intentional, he just wanted to see if there would be other expressions on this girl's face, but it was beyond his expectations, and it was also in his expectations.

He had already thought that the girl would not show other emotions, but he had never thought that her flesh and skin would not even move.

Even though Zuo Daoke had experienced life and death, he was a little scared of this girl for a while. So he said: "The girl has sent us all the way to be happy, let's go back to the room and rest." ”

The tone is tactful, and he is politely driving people away.

The green girl didn't know if she heard the meaning, but anyway, she bowed, turned around and walked out of the door, not forgetting to close the door with her hands.

The left swordsman listened, saw the footsteps getting farther away, and knew that the person had left, so he relaxed slightly.

Changqing's face was pale, and Huiyuan had already put him on the bed, and he closed his eyes after a while.

Over there, the left knife man sat at the table and turned over the glass and poured water, the porcelain pot collided, making a slight crisp sound, but it was also a loud sound in the quiet room.

Huiyuan cared: "Senior brother, what's the matter, okay, suddenly his expression turned dull." ”

Zuo Daoke drank tea and looked very calm, as if he didn't care about Changqing's life or death at all, and as if he was confident in everything. Huiyuan became more and more anxious when he saw that Zuo Daoke didn't speak, so he couldn't help but get up from the side of the bed and wander around Changqing. The left knife man still seems to be drinking tea, but the afterglow has already glanced at Hui Yuan, watching his every move, with the left knife keeping's current eyesight, not to mention a person, even a fly and mosquito can see it clearly, not to mention that he is still using his heart now. When he glanced at Huiyuan, his brows began to wrinkle and he didn't relax, and he didn't even stop drinking tea unconsciously, which meant that he was thinking about a very complicated question, unfortunately, this question was about Huiyuan. At first, when he was in the Nameless Inn, his attention was on Changqing, and he didn't care too much about the pale little monk next to him, with a few days of contact along the way, he was only given the impression of two simple words, so simple that he was like a seven or eight-year-old child, and when he passed through the door of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, a profound internal force really surprised him for the first time, and there was a second time for the first time, and the reason for the second surprise was that he had just shouted the words "Amitabha Buddha" in the face of the stone carving Huiyuan, these four words seemed ordinary, In fact, there are already things that can shake people's hearts in the voice, if he remembers correctly, Shaolin has a unique exercise, probably the one that Huiyuan performed before. The left swordsman's eyes narrowed slightly, and a name came to his mind, "Lion's Roar Gong".

The little monk has deep internal strength, and will Shaolin's stunts, must not be ordinary people's disciples, but the Shaolin monks are famous in the rivers and lakes, he has seen some, and the rest have not seen it have also heard of it, but he has never heard of anyone who has such a disciple, so he is very distressed because of this, but the left swordsman has a bad habit, it can also be said to be a good habit, he likes to ponder some problems, the more difficult, the happier he is, the more energetic he thinks, saying that he is persistent, or he is stunned, anyway, he is like this, I can't change it. But perhaps it is also because of this habit that there is now an extraordinary left knife master.

The left swordsman thought deeply, his right hand supported his cheek, and his left index finger was beating rhythmically on the table, his thoughts were complicated, his brows were wrinkled deeper, his fingers were beating more powerfully, and the rhythm was faster, and suddenly he stretched his brows, and his fingers did not knock on the table, and his expression had a feeling of sudden enlightenment, he thought of a possibility, could this little monk be secretly hidden, in a hidden place that is not known to outsiders, and then secretly teach him Buddhism and stunts, and wait until it was almost time to let him come out and travel outside. Therefore, Huiyuan's heart is no different from that of a child. Yes, Zuo Daoke affirmed his thoughts, because in his opinion, those monks have the most strange thoughts, and they can think of anything, otherwise how can there be "cutting meat to feed the eagle" and "cutting meat to feed the tiger" in the Buddhist classics, ordinary people can't even think of it, but they do it allusions?

From the perspective of a monk, it is reasonable, reasonable, and more in line with the theory of karma.

Thinking of this, Zuo Daoke was no longer entangled in this matter, and he had never been willing to do things that he had worked hard in vain and could not get results, so he also said when he was turning around in Huiyuan: "Little monk, don't walk around anymore, my eyes are spent." That junior brother of yours is fine, just a little bit of effort, and he will be fine after a good night's sleep, and besides, this trip has been very beneficial to him, maybe he will have some understanding in the way of the sword. ”

Huiyuan listened to his words, as if he understood or not, but he was much calmer, since he knew that Changqing was fine, he seemed to have put down a big stone in his heart at the moment, so he sat back on the side of the bed and waited for Changqing to wake up.

Zuo Daoke shook his head, he was really a little helpless about Huiyuan, should he say that his person was too simple or really stupid, so he simply didn't have the interest to stay in the house, got up and pushed the door open and walked out. It was close to evening when they came, and now before they knew it, it was dark, and the night in the north came earlier and longer. The left knife man stood at the door, the room was on the second floor, the door was facing the railing, there was no obstruction in the slightest, and when he looked up slightly, he saw the bright moon hanging in the air. The bright moon is like snow, maybe the snow has just stopped, and the full moon like a disk has been washed up and down, left and right, and it is much brighter than usual, and the cold silver glow is sprinkled on the clothes of the left knife man, and on his face, the person who reflects the taste of loneliness. Zuo Daoke calculated, today coincides with the fifteenth, no wonder there is such a round moon, but under the full moon it is inevitable that there will be a different kind of emotion, the same at this moment, the same in the past, it seems that the literati and elegant guests like to see the full moon and have love, so it seems that it is not unreasonable, Zuo Daoke is also quite touched for a while, and can't help but sigh: "It's a pity that tonight's moon." With that, he disappeared into the night.