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Qingxiang walked through first, steadily.

Gongye Xunben stood close, waited for Qingxiang to walk on the rope bridge, smiled slightly, turned his head, and signaled Zheng Wan to go first.

Zheng Guan thought that he was a polite act, and he didn't shirk it, and stepped on. She first cast the Dao Artifact Technique to control her own balance, and when she caught that feeling, she withdrew the Artifact Technique and walked slowly, although her feet were faint and shaking, and she was afraid of being under her feet, but every time she took a step, she felt more accomplished and more purposeful, and at this moment, her heart seemed to let go of everything, but only the road under her feet.

After walking through the rope bridge, I suddenly felt tired, and when I turned around and looked at the peaks again, they were only dozens of zhang apart, but at this moment I felt far away.

Behind the vines and grass on the cliff bank, there is a boulder half-hidden, on which the words "Luotu Mountain" are carved smoothly and steadily, indicating that this is the real Luotu Mountain, not the peak where the White Horse Temple is built.

After climbing along the winding mountain road for a short time, you will see a slightly wide platform, surrounded by trees on all sides, and the majestic glazed pagoda rises from the ground in the middle.

At the right time, the sunset on the mountainside set its last rays of light.

The heavy bells rang out from the White Horse Temple on the other side of the mountain, and the heavy lights on the glazed pagoda lit up from top to bottom, almost with the last rays of sunlight, so that the place would not be eroded by darkness.

It is obviously in the middle of the mountain and in an open place, but the endless evening breeze is very mild and a little cold, but it does not teach people to feel cold.

"Bell ......" The brass bell started at some point, in fact, it has been ringing from the beginning, but it has been blended into the wind, and it has become the sound of the mountain, so that it is difficult to feel it at first hearing, and when the dusk drum recedes, it suddenly sounds, oh, and the bell.

These bells hover on the four sides of the pagoda, thin and calming.

Zheng Wan was stunned unconsciously, and the tranquility of this moment seemed to return to the original Twin Peaks, she put on her wedding dress, painted her makeup, and waited for him in the bright sunshine.

At that time, she was actually nervous, but in the bottom of her heart, she knew that there was a quiet place, as if it was a result of waiting for a long time and finally arrived.

But the result was not the end, that's why, she came here, and when she thought of this, she unconsciously laughed, stained with bitterness.

The heavy red lacquered wooden door on the ground floor of the glazed pagoda was pushed open, and Master Yayoi stood behind the door with a kind smile and made a gesture to invite them in. Qingxiang didn't know when he had left.

Before entering the tower, I heard a faint sound of water in the tower.

The tower is plain, a stone wall carved with flowers and plants blocks the view, and there are dozens of eye holes on the stone wall, from which you can see the bright light. The rays of light that come out of it are like a sloping staircase, making the originally unpredictable light become substantial, and a little bit of mystery.

The stone wall divides the space into two rooms, behind which is the source of the sound, and the walkway on each side of the wall is one person wide, and it seems that the back rooms can be reached.

The antechamber is a triangular shape, but the eight-sided pagoda can only be seen on two sides, with two windows on each side, closed with the thinnest mussel shell, and the edge of the windowsill is raised, and the protrusion is rotated with a lotus-shaped oil lamp, which is burning quietly, and the soft light illuminates the room.

On the wall other than the window are some painted Buddha statues, which extend all the way to the back room.

There were a few futons on the ground in the front room, which were plain and clean.

"The two of you want to enter the silent corridor, right?" After sitting down on the futon, Yayoi asked with a smile.

Zheng Guan is naturally like this, and for Gong Yexun, she has also guessed, it is roughly the same, but with his intelligence, he will not do anything that he is not sure of, but if he wants to enter the silent corridor, is he also a great evildoer?

After all, those who enter the silent corridor are all great evildoers, and the credibility of this kind of rumor from the White Horse Temple is still very high, and the White Horse Temple has the reputation of not deceiving people in that kind of Buddhism after all.

"If you want to enter the silent corridor, you can, but the poor monk first asked the two Tan Yue, what are the happiest times in this life?" Master Yayoi smiled, and his eyes revealed the **** of a wise man.

Zheng Guan never thought that Master Yayoi would ask these questions, she was thinking about how to answer, and she heard Gongye Xun say in a calm voice: "In this life, there is no sorrow or joy in my memory. ”

The number is in his ears, when a burst of ice water falls from his head in winter, Zheng Guan was suddenly frightened, and looked at Gongye Xun, only to see that he was still smiling naturally, as if gentle.

His voice has gone, but when he speaks, the feeling cannot be receded, from the beginning, like the rain hitting the plantains, like the wind blowing Dadi, like the sun shining, like the spring buds twitching, or poignant, or soft, or warm, or vibrant, everything is actually natural, nature has long contained all principles, and love, but from the heart.

All things are like this, ruthlessness is nature, emotion is due to the heart, just as the tree moves or the wind moves, but in fact, the heart moves as the source.

Zheng Wan looked at Gongye Xun again, his appearance was still the same, but he was no longer the person she thought of earlier, and as he said, there was no sadness or joy on that face.

She saw him smile naturally, and his gentle feeling was actually because of her heartbeat, and she was heartbeat, just because she needed it, she just seemed to be tenacious, but in fact, she longed for care deep down.

There is no sadness and no joy, these four words are already a portrayal of Gongye Xun. At this time, Zheng Guan suddenly felt that this person should be a plum blossom gentleman, he was noble, transcendent from everything after understanding all things, and looked at all beings with sympathetic eyes.

Zheng Guan settled down, smiled, his heart suddenly opened up, and the feelings that were buried deep in his heart because he was afraid of losing seemed to gradually dissipate, and the feeling of wandering and not knowing where to go gradually gradually left.

She always comforts herself with the luck of what she has gained and the luck she has lost, but after all, it is the authorities who are deeply obsessed with it, and it is difficult to get rid of it.

She looked at Master Yayoi indifferently, the answer was already in her heart, but she was still curious about why Yayoi asked this question, so she asked back.

Yayoi Daishi said, "The poor monk just wants to know what the world is pursuing. Therefore, there is no other intention to ask this question, and it has nothing to do with whether or not to enter the silent corridor. ”

Zheng Guan knew it in his heart and smiled: "Thinking about the past, the most profound memory is the years that did not hesitate, just like for the white clouds, you can slaughter the madness of the people in the world; Just like for the sake of cloud sleeves, I can give up the courage of the world, and want to find this kind of thing that can be used for the rest of my life to be desperate, which is the most joyful thing for me, but at the same time, this is also my saddest thing, giving, taking, giving, giving, in these two contradictory things, I didn't weigh how to take, how to give, but only according to my heart, I will fall into such a situation. ”

When she said this, she spread out her hands and lowered her head slightly, only to see that her palms were empty, which was also a portrayal of her heart, and she didn't know what else to grasp.

Gong Yexun turned his head slightly and glanced at her, there seemed to be a smile on his face, but in fact, there was no sadness or joy.

Master Yayoi sighed slightly, his face was still kind, he pointed to the stone wall, and said, "Our temple does not prevent anyone from carrying out the silent corridor, but whether or not you can enter the silent corridor is your own creation." ”

What kind of great evildoer and great benevolent person can carry out a silent corridor, it has not become a deception, Zheng Wan was slightly shocked, although he did not say it in his mouth, but he thought so in his heart.

Master Yayoi seemed to see what she was thinking, and said, "However, the silent corridor seems to only accept people who have been gifted lotus flowers by the White Horse Temple in many cases. ”

"A lot of times?" Zheng Wan repeated, that is, there were exceptions. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )