The abbot let out a long sigh, a determined look shining in his cloudy eyes. His old brow was raised www.biquge.info the lines on his forehead were more pronounced, and he looked out through the window at the dim light, and sat thoughtfully in his chair, as if waiting for some kind of interrogation.

He struggled to his feet, trembling and picking up the Zen staff beside him, ready to go out. Carefully locking the door, he walked slowly down the lime-paved path, as if he had lost his memory for a moment, and had forgotten what he was going to do.

Because of the wind, the dust that was rolled up on the ground rolled and fell into the dead corner, he didn't know how long he walked, he didn't know how many turns he turned, but he just walked mechanically to the entrance of the underground palace of Famen Temple by feeling. He stood there quietly with his clumsy body, looking at the splendid building in distraction, and then bowed his head again, his lonely body swaying in the breeze.

"Senior brother......

A very faint voice came to his ears, as if it came from another world far away, from underground.

The abbot's cloudy eyes finally had a glimmer of light, and he looked up to find the source of the sound, but found nothing. He let out a sigh, a look of loss written on his face, he was silent for a long time, and the voice came back illusory. His face turned pale, and his blue lips trembled, fearing that the figure he had once known so well would suddenly appear in front of him.

It took him a long time to calm down the rollercoaster of his mood.

His gaze slowly fell on the entrance to the dungeon.

Suddenly, he saw a few vague figures, closed their eyes in disbelief, and when they opened again, those figures swaggered into the dungeon. The abbot turned around angrily and trembled, when did the law and order become so bad? can let these thieves sneak in unknowingly, how can there be girls? It's really a bad day.

Several people happened to take a look at each other, each looking at each other.

"What are you guys doing here in the middle of the night?"

"What if I told you I wanted relics?" Song Yu's faint voice came, as if he was saying something that didn't hurt.

The abbot glared at him in horror, and also frightened Gu Qing and Gu Danying, it was sad enough to be caught stealing the treasure by others, and he also said it openly, could it be that he was a pig teammate invited by the monkey?

"What are you kidding, hurry up, or I'll call the police." The abbot's face was black as if Bao Zheng was reincarnated, and he pointed at Song Yu and reprimanded.

"Just borrow it and I'll be back to you soon."

"No, this matter is absolutely impossible, the relics are a national treasure, and I have no right to ask." The abbot hurriedly waved his hand and decisively refused.

Song Yu looked at him meaninglessly, and a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth: "Then I'm sorry." ”

Three or two times, Song Yu was about to move to the entrance of the underground palace, the abbot ignored the old and frail body of more than ninety years old, picked up his legs to stop Song Yu, several battles, the abbot was already tired and sweaty, panting, and his heart rhythm was unstable.

Song Yu is relying on the old and selling the old? This thousand-year-old goblin!

Doesn't he know that monitoring is only one of the most mentally retarded means, and the real god is still to come.

Gu Danying was afraid of killing someone, so she ran over and hugged Song Yu with an inexplicable face tightly, like a koala. Gu Danying shouted while being ripped off Song Yu by Gu Qing.

Maybe later, Song Yu will die first.

The abbot was short of breath, and he was still struggling to make a move, but he was physically exhausted, and it seemed that he couldn't accept the old man. Just as he was secretly thinking about it, a golden light flashed, and the figure of a middle-aged monk gradually formed.

"Senior brother......" A tentative voice came.

The abbot was shocked when he heard this voice, he lowered his head in some fear, and the thin fingers holding the Zen staff trembled slightly, and the voice that had long since faded its color prompted him to fail.

"Senior brother...... I have completed the task assigned by Master......"

The monk habitually scratched the top of his bare head, and spoke again, mixed with joy.

"Senior brother...... How did you become like this? He raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked around, and continued to ask puzzledly: "Also, why has the temple changed so much?" ”

The abbot looked up and looked at the extremely familiar face that had been with each other day and night, and after a moment, he lowered his head again, and the air was silent and terrible.

He still looks so young, what about himself? He let out a slight sigh of weariness.

Gu Danying exclaimed, isn't this a light lamp? Turning his head, his eyes were staring at Song Yu tightly, and he clasped his nose in dissatisfaction with his concealment, on the other hand, Song Yu did not have the slightest embarrassment of the East Window incident, and the calm was outrageous.

The abbot raised his old face, pulled out a bitter smile at him, and only spoke for a while, his voice was low and depressed, full of vicissitudes: "It's been more than fifty years, how can it still be the same." ”

When Mi Deng heard this, the expressions of horror, disbelief, and doubt were displayed on his face. He looked down at his hands, and then at the abbot who was sitting there with his body bent, and frowned in confusion.

"Senior brother...... So why am I the way I am? ”

The abbot did not speak, and sat there in silence, covered with a layer of gloom, which was the darkest and ugliest place in his life.

As if the wind was blowing, the abbot clenched his fists in both hands, and his skinny fingertips rubbed his arms, trying to relieve the cold. He stood up tremblingly against the wall and glanced meaningfully at the crowd.

"Let's go! It's hard to talk here. ”

Looking at their hesitant expressions, the abbot smiled mockingly: "What? Are you afraid that I will harm you? Don't worry, I can't beat you, and I have the favor of my junior brother, will I not know what to do? ”

The abbot opened the door, and a wave of heat hit his face.

The peat stove in the center of the dark room crackled and burned red, and the abbot took advantage of the dim light to find the candle and light it.

Suddenly, there was a glimmer of light in the room. The environment in the meditation room is not homely and cozy, with only a house and a bathroom. Although the room is not big, it is also clean and tidy.

Gu Danying's eyes widened in disbelief, what era is this person living in? Light candles and burn charcoal fires. She felt like she was sweating profusely.

As if he knew that they were not suitable, the abbot picked up the shovel next to him, scooped up some burnt ash and spread it on it, and the smoke was curling from the charcoal stove, and he walked to the window again, pushed the window open, and the cold wind blew in, and suddenly felt that the whole person was much more comfortable.

He hurriedly poured another cup of tea and placed it on the square wooden table, where several people sat around, silent, only the sound of tea flowing.

"Senior brother, why are you still lighting a charcoal fire at this time?" Mi Deng finally released the boiling water that had been boiling for a long time, and at the same time asked everyone's doubts.

"I'm afraid of the cold."

Belch...... The crowd was speechless, what was the answer.

"I see there's a light outside, why do you still use candles?"

"Get used to it."

All right! But they were speechless.

However, I am afraid that only he knows, he is afraid to watch himself grow old day by day, thinking that if the light is dark, he will not ......, after all, it is just self-deception!