Chapter IV. Spring
On the way here, she imagined a myriad of scenarios. The worst kind of pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info is that Tan Yi was scolded by the master, cried and cracked, and was watched by the brothers in the temple.
But the meditation room was so quiet.
When she was eight years old, the maid sent by her brother to serve her and accompany her was lying on a mess of vermilion scriptures, with only a futon under her and only a robe covered with it. The cover of the scripture was so red, and the green silk was so black, Xie Huan stiffened, moved over step by step, leaned down and closed Tan Yi's round eyes. The tentacles were still warm, but their breathing stopped.
There was chaos in her mind, and for a moment she couldn't tell if it was a dream.
A cool pine breeze poured into the window, and suddenly, the curtains flew, and the Buddha statue on the case seemed to be smiling rather than smiling from the wall, no different from the audience when she was beaten and whipped.
The candle flame in the room seemed to be bright and couldn't be extinguished, Xie Huan only felt cold, reached out and touched it back, and held the hilt of the sword.
Lingqi -
Unconsciously draw the sword out of its sheath.
Looking closely at this sword, I only feel that the sword physique is like spring water, and there is a sparkling feeling when it trembles slightly.
Xie Huan carried his sword and walked towards the depths of the inner room. Push open a door, tear open several curtains, and extinguish a candle flame. Stopped in front of a figure meditating with his back to her. She didn't make a sound, she just flicked it lightly with her fingers, and the sword body let out a clear groan, sparsely falling like a new rain in an empty mountain.
Huiyuan opened his eyes in surprise.
Xie Huan raised his hand, the tip of the Chunshui sword pointed directly at the center of Huiyuan's eyebrows, and he coldly spit out four words, "Murder pays for life." β
"Xiao Huan, in fact, among these female disciples, I am most optimistic about you. You know why? The hoarse voice was uncomfortable.
Xie Huan ignored his questioning.
"Because you are cold, self-conscious, and have no heart. Most like me. β
"Don't compare me to you!" Xie Huan hissed, "I don't have a long heart, but I'm not a brute!" β
Huiyuan casually flicked the sword against his neck with his deadwood-like fingers, "Spring Water Sword, Xie Yi's?" β
Master Yuan Deng, commonly known as Xie Xuan, is Xie Huan's uncle. I couldn't see her being bullied in the temple, so I passed on everything I learned in my life to her.
Seeing her look confused and hesitant, Hui Yuan smiled more and more confidently, "Xiao Huan, kill in front of the Buddha, deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors." That's not how the Spring Water Sword is used. Do you dare to kill me and give your little maid your life? β
Spring water is pure.
Xie Huan's hand froze for a long time, then slowly lifted it up, and made a closing trend.
Hui Yuan smiled more and more proudly, closed his eyes and crossed his knees, and deliberately put on a pure and noble cultivation look.
There was silence in the room. The two of them stood and sat together, one holding the sword obliquely, and the other chanting the sutra in his mouth.
The spring water was recycled again, and thenβ
Swoop down diagonally!
With a clear whistle and a streamer, Huiyuan just opened his eyes in shock, his head had already rolled to the ground, and his body maintained a cross-legged posture for only a moment, and then he fell down with a bang. The crimson blood flowed all over the ground, staining the scriptures on the ground, and dyeing them all the same vermilion.
Xie Huan's expression was calm, and he flicked the sword body casually, "Come down when you've seen enough." β
In front of him, a green-clothed boy suddenly hung upside down with his foot hooking the beam of the house, this boy grinned, flipped in the air, and stood firmly in a bloodstain.
Xie Huan was helpless, "Don't you like to watch dramas?" β
"Then which one do you see? Forget about the garden dream, I prefer Lu Zhishen to make trouble on Wutai Mountain. β
"I really don't mind killing you."
Ye Ci was not afraid, his face was full of banter, "Haha, I have long been a dead ......" Before the word could be spoken, he suddenly became nervous and grabbed Xie Huan's forearm, "Someone is coming!" Come with me! β
The two walked around to the side of the Buddha statue, and Ye Ci turned a copper incense burner on the incense table.
The small door on the ground slowly opened with the turn of the incense burner.
Xie Huan glanced inside, it was probably a dark room that could accommodate the two of them.
"Don't go in yet."
Ye Ci pulled out a candle from the copper needle of the candlestick, stretched it in, and saw that although the flame jumped a few times, it could still burn.
He jumped down first, and made a gesture with his face and small hand, "Come on." β
Xie Huan supported it with his sword, and also jumped down with him, and pulled the wooden door above his head, and the two of them squatted together.
β...... What is this place? Through the light through the cracks in the wood, Xie Huan suppressed his voice and enlarged his mouth.
"Yuan Deng taught me. There's no one here, so I used to do this to store books. β
"......" Xie Huan was speechless, she didn't seem to know her uncle Xie Yi as she imagined.
Ye Ci made a "shhhhh
After listening for a while, he squatted down again and pointed to his head, "The one who delivers the food." β
Xie Huan pulled his small palm and felt his palm wet. While secretly laughing at this kid who can really hold garlic, he scribbled words in the palm of his hand, "How long are we going to squat?" β
Ye Ci withdrew his hand, rubbed it on his clothes, shook his head slowly, and spread his hands, meaning "How do I know?" β
Suddenly, the little monk who was delivering food outside let out a terrible scream.
Then there was the sound of footsteps running farther and farther and farther in a panic, "Who's coming!! Murder!!!!! β
The two looked at each other and said in their hearts, yes.
In less than a stick of incense, it can almost be called an inaccessible place in normal times, but it was crowded by the disciples in the temple, the sound of arguments, shouts and footsteps was boiling, and a brighter light was cast in the cracks of the wood, this time Xie Huan could even see the mole under Ye Ci's ear. The small dark room shook slightly, and the slag that fell from all sides fell on both sides.
"Oh my God." There was a commotion outside, and Xie Huan couldn't hear them, "You are also primitive enough." β
Ye Ci glared, "If you can do this at the age of six, I'll take it!" β
"Why don't you get out? You didn't kill anyone. β
"People of unknown origin are the same wherever they hide," Ye Ci shook his head, "Your uncle used this trick to save me, and now it's up to me to save you." β
"If you expose me, maybe you can still do it?" Xie Huan was half-seductively tempting.
Ye Ci had a cold face, "You don't believe me? β
As soon as he said this, Xie Huan felt a little bit like a villain, "No, no, no." I went out and deceived the teacher to destroy the ancestors and put them to death; You go out, and you are properly cut down and eradicated. We are both cellar degraders, and we must unite. β
A voice came from outside the wooden door, "Everyone search me carefully, be sure to find out Xie Huan, the demon!" It was she who killed Tan Yi and the master! This murderer must not be allowed to escape! β
Ye Ci tilted his head angrily, "You go out, go out and the Spring Water Sword will belong to others." β
Xie Huan was embarrassed to answer this, touched his hands in all directions, and snorted, "Shouldn't there be a secret passage leading to the foot of the mountain at this time?" β
"You can raise a pangolin."
β......β
Everyone was looking around for a place to hide, and a young disciple with sharp eyes suddenly noticed something strange on the incense caseβthe incense ash was sprinkled in a circle, and the stove was standing steadily.
Puzzled, he walked over and fiddled with the old copper incense burner.
Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, a secret door slowly opened on the ground!
The disciple looked inside.
The earth walls are on all sides, and the wooden planks are the bottom.
It was empty.