Prequel: Secrets of Shimizu Castle Chapter 12: Takegakure's Past

"You saw this child with your own eyes and killed the Spirit Bamboo Worm?"

Luo Xue looked at Zhou Yusheng who was lying on the wooden bed, her expression was painful, and her face darkened slightly.

His body was motionless, a body that could bounce up at any moment from throbbing, enduring inhuman pain, but without any consciousness.

Her words were full of disbelief, and the eyes that lingered on Zhou Yusheng's body seemed to want to answer her doubts through the glass-like body without any impurities.

Those beautiful eyes that blinked slightly were curious, full of questions and worries.

Zhu Yin looked at Zhou Yusheng curiously, with a puzzle like Luo Xue, but the frowning brow was anxious to pass through the face distorted by pain.

"If there was no one else at that time, then the spirit bamboo insect was killed by him, and he did plant sand poison green pulp, and there were signs of spirit bamboo flying needles on his back, but I couldn't think of how he survived since he was hit by the spirit bamboo flying needle. After speaking, her five fingers had already caught Zhou Yusheng's wrist.

Clasped her hands on the pulse, and the hands followed the extremely unstable pulse of the pulse, she slowly closed her eyes, and gradually sank her heart, listening to the pulse getting weaker and weaker each time, and then injecting a steady stream of vitality, the weak pulse suddenly beat like a war drum.

"Four-leaf heart grass, flesh maple leaves, three beads of wood, and apricot fruit in the center of the earth are each three taels, with some auxiliary herbs for clearing heat and detoxifying, boiled over high heat for three hours, lasting three weeks, and the toxicity of this sand poison green pulp will fade. ”

Speaking of this, she finally opened her eyes slowly, there was no fluctuation in her beautiful eyes, and she knew that the reason why she didn't open her eyes just now was because she was afraid that emotions would leak out in her eyes, and now, she had put away her emotions, and her expression was becoming as calm as usual.

Takekure hesitated slightly, but finally swallowed the words that he was about to blurt out.

He looked at Luo Xue's angular side face in a daze, the eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be fighting were hesitant and hideous, and he threw the door out angrily.

"This kid, he has been attacked before, although the pulse is unstable, but there seems to be something supporting his body to provide him with vitality, if it weren't for the spirit bamboo insect he encountered this time, it would be much more toxic than the ordinary spirit bamboo worm, and he wouldn't have slept for so long without waking up. ”

This was the last thing Takegakure heard after slamming the door.

At this time, a round of bright moonlight suddenly shone in the sky, and it quietly leaked through the window in a large hall full of incense.

"The bright night light hides a trace of melancholy thoughts, it can be seen that the moonlight is not so bright tonight, no wonder there is a dark light into my room"

The three men sitting under the huge golden Buddha statue in the main hall looked at the blurred moonlight, the thick fog was filled and spread, and it was a calm and peaceful night, and the white mist was dyed golden under the light of the soft moonlight and the sound of the bells.

fell into a deep melancholy, sitting there quietly, but with a calm and calm, cold and kind look seeping out, bathed in the clear eyes under the golden Buddha statue like a spring breeze.

It is the bamboo dyeing that gathers late at night Bamboo green bamboo square.

For example, a lamp can remove a thousand years of darkness, and a wisdom can extinguish a thousand years of foolishness. Mo Si forward, has passed unattainable, often thinks in the back, thoughts are clear. ”

The face is angry, but there is not much Buddhist Taoist elegance, Zhu Ran pointed to the incense burning in the incense basin, blowing the window panel ragingly outside the window, the wind blowing in the distance, but did not extinguish the dusk and the long shadow of the Buddha statue.

"One thought of evil from one's nature destroys the causes of all eons of goodness, and one thought of good from one's own nature leads to the end of all evil and evil in Hengsha until it reaches the supreme Bodhi."

At the bottom of Zhu Qing's bitter eyes, reflecting the great wisdom and foolishness covered by the curling smoke, the smile of all beings, in fact, he seems to be smiling, but he is bitter like a river that will dry up at any time, with a little joy in the bitterness.

"Now the pattern of Xuanyuan, the relationship between the Great Jin, the Great Qi, and the Tang Dynasty is tense, and war will break out at any time, and there is only one fuse that ignites the balance between the three and balances the three life stars of Xuanyuan. ”

Zhu Qing looked up at the stars that were as bright as day, thousands of stars were brilliant, but only three stars were the brightest, and the brilliance emitted directly discouraged the several stars around them.

"Huainan is just a game, a game where no matter how you go, but there are too many people who fight the fire for the supreme avenue in their hearts, which is inevitable and trendy. ”

Takeran replied to him slowly, and the light shining in his clear eyes was as pure as water, full of the meaning of perfection and purity.

saw the star shining in front of him, as if he was solving his confusion, and as if he was verifying whether the road he was taking was correct.

"The unkindness of the human heart is inspired. That's why the Buddha taught us to stop evil and cultivate good. Of course, it is not just the sword and the soldier who will be cut off from evil and cultivated. ”

Takefang is calm, not entangled, not confused, not troubled by worldly things, simply in his own world to the Buddha, stick to his own avenue.

He looked up at the top of the temple, and the raised faces of the Buddhas were like countless starry skies in the summer night sky.

"Senior brother, today Shaolin came to urge us to hand over Zhuyin again. Zhu Qing changed his words and asked.

"After all, he is the only living son of the senior brother, and Shaolin still can't hide the secret of the senior brother's death in Xichu Mountain, but after all, that child is carrying the blood of Shaolin, this is fate, he can't escape or hide. Takeran said lightly.

"What an amazing and brilliant person the senior brother was back then, just the only person in Shaolin who could break through that shackle and enter the country for thousands of years, but in the end, it was not impossible to escape the beauty pass. ”

His expression was calm, and he couldn't see anything, but there was a hint of indescribability in his voice.

There is blind worship, and there is also regret with sighs.

At this moment, this piece of sky is lonely, as if there is only the sound of cicadas chirping outside the courtyard

Zhu Qing said softly: "At least Zhu Yin is very happy now, if he goes back, the old man of Zhu Chen, the ghost knows what rigid and boring Buddhist scriptures will be poured into Zhu Yin, as long as Zhu Yin leads the stars into his body and opens up the same Bodhi Holy Body as his father, the old man of Zhu Chen will be eager to devote all of Shaolin to cultivate him." ”

Speaking of this, Takefang couldn't help but laugh. But his voice was thin, and he still tried to hold back his laughter.

He knew what kind of person that old-fashioned old man was.

After all, Zhuqing, Zhuye, and Zhufang were all three inconspicuous disciples among his three thousand disciples.

"So I can try to perfunctory the conditions on the Shaolin side, after all, it was our ...... back then"

Zhu Qing booed, obviously talking about the topic that would touch on the topic they had always been sensitive to and reluctant to bring up.

Takezen said softly, "I hope so." ”

The night had risen to the highest point, and Zhu Fang followed the bamboo dyeing and bamboo green back to the wing, and before leaving, he gently blew out the candlelight.

It was dark in the hall.

Takekata's eyes were a little dead in the darkness.

The next morning, the dilapidated kitchen

A chimney was filled with smoke the size of a pillar, and from time to time there were several violent and rapid coughs.

The kitchen was smoky, and Takein was clumsy in front of a row of simple bottles and cans, busy running.

He took an old wooden fan and fanned the flames under the black pots. Sometimes he gritted his teeth and carefully put the medicinal herbs into the medicine jar, and sometimes he was blown by the strong wind, and the smoky smell was really enough.

His eyes wandered in front of the medicine jar in it, as if as long as the slightest wind and grass moved, he would be sensitive and immediately agitated.

Facing an earthen stove, curious and scared.

What I am afraid of is that the boiling water will break free from the shackles of the lid of the jar at any time and come out with a clatter.

His face was full of embarrassment, the eyes that were staring at the medicine jar were sore from the smell of smoke, and only a little crack was cracked, and he patted the smoke on his cheeks, and the cheeks that were stained black with earth suddenly evaporated like smoke from his cheeks.

"Four-leaf clover" He looked at the gray-brown leaves with four leaves growing beside him, shaped like a heart, cautiously lifted the lid of the smoking can, stood ten centimeters away with his arms against his muscles, and threw it over like a chicken feeding.

"Flesh maple leaves. He reached over and picked up another maple leaf-shaped, but with the fluffy layering of meat, and threw it back into it while the four-leaf clover was boiling.

"Three-bead wood. ”

"Apricot fruit in the center of the earth. ”

......

When the shelves around him for medicinal herbs were empty, Zhu Yin deliberately left the earthen stove again, looking at the firewood that would be extinguished at any time, his heart settled, and his eyes naturally sank with sleepiness.

"I don't know, Senior Brother Zhuyin misses me. ”

At this time, on the Lingzhu Peak, a tall and thin figure walked on the cloud ladder on the Lingzhu Peak, his eyes looked into the distance, his eyes were full of melancholy, and a wordless loneliness was secretly revealed in it.

The warm sun is high, the golden light is thousands, and in the blue sky, the heat is unbearable.

He slowly pulled out the burned firewood under the pot, his nose twitched, his fingers pulled to his nose, and a strong and unpleasant smell of medicine ran down his nose, stimulating his nerves.

He coughed suddenly, and subconsciously deflected the hand holding the medicine jar away from him a few points.

At this time, the figure that suddenly broke in had already broken into the Lingzhu Peak, and was driving through the area of the Lingzhu Peak, reaching the three dilapidated houses in the center of the Lingzhu Peak.

He looked at the Lingzhu that had not been cleaned up last night, and a faint smile appeared on his face, a ghostly light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes flowed, looking left and right.

How keen his eyes were, among these deliberately hidden spirit bamboo leaves, he found signs of the activity of the spirit bamboo insects.

"Who are you!Why did you suddenly break into Lingzhu Peak? He turned his eyes, and there was a hint of inquiry in his resolute eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhuyin. There was a hint of warmth in his cold gaze.

He looked intently ahead, his well-defined and handsome face, a pair of eyes as deep as a secluded pool, at this moment, as bright as stars.

"Long time no see!Senior Brother Gu!"