Chapter 2 Barricades
After Yuan Cheng followed the old monk to the temple on the mountain, the old monk changed the comb back to the shape of a man and placed him in a meditation room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The old monk's Dharma name is empty dust. On weekdays, he took those little monks to meditate and chant the scriptures, and Yuan Cheng sat on the side to listen. Yuan Cheng often went to the meditation room to see if the man was awake. But a month passed, and although the man was still alive, he still did not wake up.
"Master, why hasn't he woken up yet?"
"Awake? It's a big deal for him to survive. A high-ranking spell saved him, but there was a strange dragon power on it. In addition, he seems to have drunk a little dragon blood to protect his heart. I'm afraid this snake demon is not as simple as you think. ā
After Kongchen finished the last sentence, he flicked his sleeves, and a meaningful smile appeared in the corners of his eyes, leaving Yuan Cheng thinking about it there. Yuan Cheng was originally only thirteen years old. Although he is not afraid of his family, his mother died early, and he can't listen to any ghost stories on weekdays. Hearing that the master said that this snake was not simple, his heart suddenly lifted.
At night, the shadow of a tree branch outside the window swings on the window paper. The mosquito diligently circled over Yuan Cheng's body, but it failed to wake Yuan Cheng up. Yuan Cheng slept in a daze and had a dream. He dreamed that he got up to go to the toilet and found that the doors of several young monks were open.
Yuan Cheng lifted his pants and approached step by step suspiciously. Before he could walk in, he saw a bloody hand holding the door, which belonged to the little monk. Yuan Cheng was shocked, and at the same time, a cool wind was blowing on the back of his neck, and he subconsciously turned his head and faced the snake's gaping mouth and fangs......
"Ahh Yuan Cheng sat up suddenly.
The lights in the house are on.
The empty dust pan sat in this room, his eyes closed. Beside him sat a young man, the man who had been rescued, dressed in a white robe, his eyes lowered, and the candlelight casting a flickering shadow on his face.
"Apprentice, if you become a Buddha, you will be scared by the little monster or something, and make people laugh."
Kongchen let out a long sigh and opened his eyes.
"Master, do you know what I dreamed about?" Yuan Cheng didn't bother to wipe the sweat from his face, crawled to the edge of the bed, and knelt there looking at his master.
Before Master could answer, he looked at the man again and hurriedly said, "Master, is he awake?" ā
"Hmm." Kongchen nodded.
"Chen Lan, it's my apprentice who insists on me trying to save you back. Didn't you say you wanted to see it, you see, this nightmare in the middle of the night is like this. Kongchen turned his head and said to Chen Lan.
"Little Master, thank you." Chen Lan clasped her hands together and saluted Yuan Cheng. Yuan Cheng saw that the thin man in front of him was handsome and spoke kindly, and forgot the terrible snake in the dream for the time being, but was embarrassed because of his gratitude:
"You don't have to call me Little Master. I haven't been ordained yet, I'm not a monk. ā
After Yuan Cheng finished speaking, he noticed that the master had some reproachful eyes, and quickly climbed out of bed, trying to sit cross-legged on the ground, but he climbed too fast, and when he got out of bed, his buttocks were knocked off the edge of the bed.
Therefore, he sat cross-legged like a tumbler, fell to the left and then turned himself over, trying to maintain a so-called peaceful smile.
After waiting for him to sit down, Kongchen said, "Don't worry, I will arrange ordination for you tomorrow." ā
Yuan Cheng heard that the words were wrong: "We? Master, I'm the only one in the temple who hasn't been ordained yet. It's hard to ......"
Yuan Cheng turned his gaze to Chen Lan.
Chen Lan's reaction was much greater than Yuan Cheng's. He stood up and said to Kongchen in a firm tone: "Master, I have no relationship with the Buddha. In the future, I will offer more incense to the Buddha, but please don't force me to escape into the empty door. ā
Kongchen didn't answer.
In the middle of the night, the three of them went to rest. Yuan Cheng was still frightened by the dream, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep. He heard the hem of his garment dragging through the grass, so he got up and opened a little window to look out.
That's Master, he's going down the mountain.
The mountains at night are terrifying, but Chen Lan has lived in the mountains before and is not afraid of this. He hurried down the hill, for the wound was not yet fully healed, and he had to stop to calm the looming pain after he had not taken a few steps.
If this continues, he can only choose to change back to the appearance of a snake and find a hole to coil first.
He was very grateful for the empty dust. After Chen Lan woke up in the small building, she forced herself to walk out, and after walking a few steps, she lost consciousness. If it weren't for the empty dust, he wouldn't be alive now. However, he can't be a monk, he has more important things to do.
Chen Lan gritted her teeth, endured the intense pain, and walked down the mountain. The gravel he kicked rolled down the hillside and landed in front of the desolate grave.
"What are you going to do with that dragon next time? Would you like to find another resentful female ghost to help? ā
Suddenly such a voice sounded in the mountains.
Chen Lan stopped, did not deliberately look for it, knowing that the owner of this voice would come by himself. Sure enough, the man in the monk's robe walked slowly and stopped in front of him.
"Dust Mage." Chen Lan smiled, "Don't stop me." ā
Kongchen also laughed: "Donor, why did I stop you?" You see, this road is ahead of you, why don't you go? ā
After saying that, Kongchen turned sideways and really made a way. Chen Lan was afraid that there would be fraud in it, so she stood there and did not move. Seeing him like this, Kong Chen said, "The snake is cunning and suspicious by nature, and it seems to be good. ā
After speaking, a scorching fire ignited on the road. The whole road was on fire. Chen Lan frowned and asked, "What have you done to this road?" ā
"I didn't do anything. This is your fate. Do you know why I didn't let Yuan Cheng save you? Kongchen said slowly, "Your dust edge is too heavy, it will burn you." ā
"But I'm going to have to let that dragon die." Chen Lan squeezed out such words from between her teeth.
Kongchen retracted his smile and became solemn. He asked Chen Lan, "Then, do you want to learn how to kill dragons?" ā
Chen Lan looked into Kongchen's eyes in surprise.
The eyes of the empty dust are unfathomable.
Twelve years later.
Yuan Cheng also has a legal name, which is Yuancheng, which is the same pronunciation as the original name. Master asserted that he would return to Yuan's house, so he gave him such a Dharma name. Yuan Cheng was not convinced, and he would sometimes go to the master and ask him to give him a specific Dharma name.
Kongchen called Chen Lan to play chess at this time, Chen Lan did not become a monk, but recognized him as a master. The two of them were three hours at a time, and Yuancheng could only wait on the sidelines.
Once, after Yuancheng left, Kongchen said to Chen Lan: "This kid's heart can't calm down." ā
Chen Lan's fingers were pinching a white child. He gently dropped the chess piece and said, "If Master doesn't give him something to do, he will naturally come over and pester him every day." ā
The next day, Kongchen called Yuancheng to his side, handed him a burden, and sent him to the Shuiyun Sect.
It was one of the strangest sects in the world.