Behind the temple is a cliff with two green pines growing on the protruding rocks. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe green pine is draped in snow and looks even more wonderful. There are three people sitting under the tree, and from a distance, the three people look like clay sculptures and silver sculptures.

Tianjiao recognized Murong Chong at a glance. "Won't you get sick while sitting in the snow?" Tianjiao regretted not bringing out Murong Chong's clothes. Just now, there was her brocade inlaid wool cloak at the head of the bed, and next to it was the fur coat that Murong Chong wore yesterday.

The little monk said with a smile: "Don't worry about the female donor, the master has a futon when they sit down, which will make them meditate and practice, and they won't feel cold." ”

"What kind of kung fu do you want to meditate in the snow?" Tianjiao asked casually, her eyes kept staring at Murong Chong, there was a layer of silver frost on his head, he must have been sitting here for a long time. She couldn't help but feel distressed.

I was about to walk over quickly, but she stopped when she heard the words of the little monk.

"The female donor should wait for the film, it seems that my master has not finished the work yet, and I am afraid that it will affect them." After the little monk finished speaking, he folded his hands together, leaving Tianjiao to wait alone, and he went to the front hall.

Tianjiao was hidden by the back door of the mountain temple and looked at the three people under the tree from a distance, with her current sensitive hearing and vision, it was not difficult to see every move of the three people under the tree.

The old man sitting in the middle has a childish face, and he has a fairy style. The thin figure was draped in a silver-gray monk's robe, his white beard fluttered lightly in the wind, his eyes drooped slightly, and his complexion was ruddy. Behind him is the endless snowy mountains, as if a person is in the snowy mountains, if you don't say it, no one can see that there is a cliff behind him, and he will fall to pieces in a flash.

It seems that the old monk is not an ordinary person! Tianjiao was sincerely amazed.

The Buchen monk next to the old monk was wearing a white cloth monk's robe, and the people and the snow reflected each other, making the people more clean.

This monk is indeed very stylish, if it is really Jiang Qihuai, it will be a pity! How can you help Queen Beilu recognize a monk's son? The monk was ordained and became a protégé of the Buddha, and since then he has no relatives, and it is impossible for the monk to recognize his relatives.

Tianjiao suddenly felt that the headache was unbearable, and she rubbed her temples vigorously, and the pain eased a little. Raising her eyes to look at the three people under the tree, Tianjiao was stunned.

At some point, there was an extra layer of silver light on the top of the Buchen monk's head, and the silver light covered the top, shining with his lightly closed eyes. His face was coated with a glimmer.

Tianjiao was secretly surprised, and then looked at Murong Chong and the old monk, but there was no silver light above their heads. She thought she was dazzled, closed her eyes a few times and opened them again, but the light on Monk Buchen's head was still there.

Somehow, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and a thought popped up in her mind, Monk Buchen has a dragon spirit rhino! This thought surprised and delighted her, no wonder the eldest brother said that as long as you find the dragon spirit rhino in the blue water stone, you can find the location of the other four wisps. So that's it!

Tianjiao held her breath and didn't dare to move, and stared at Monk Buchen steadily. Long Lingxi is close in front of him, but how can he let him give her away?

The old monk under the tree moved, slowly opened his eyes, and slowly folded his hands resting on his knees, "Amitabha!" The old monk's voice was loud and long. Monk Buchen also opened his eyes and recited a Buddha name.

Murong Chong's eyes were still closed, and his posture was still in a meditative posture.

"Female benefactor, please come here!" The old monk was a few feet away, but his voice was close to his ears.

Tianjiao hurried over and glanced at Monk Buchen in a daze, and when she got closer, the silver light above Monk Buchen's head was gone. Tianjiao turned around and went to help Murong Chong.

"It's time for the king to get up." Murong Chong still closed his eyes and didn't move, Tianjiao was scared now, and her eyes immediately turned red, "What's wrong with him?" ”

She was a little strange to the old monk, let Murong Chong sit in the snow all night in the cold weather, what is the use of just padding a futon, it is obvious that Murong Chong is sick.

"Don't touch him, if he can wake up in another hour, he will be fine." The old monk got up and sighed, looking at Tianjiao's gaze full of scrutiny.

"He's sick like this, and he's going to sit for another hour?" Tianjiao was almost angry at the old monk at this time, looking at the old monk with a fairy demeanor, it was really harmful. It must have been some kind of immortality technique or method to unify the country to Murong Chong that caused Murong Chong to look like this......

The old monk seemed to understand Tianjiao's thoughts, and smiled with his white beard, "The female benefactor is blaming the old man!" ”

Tianjiao acquiesced, don't blame the old monk for whom! The little monk said that Murong Chong was listening to his master talk about Buddhism, and it turned out that this was what he said.

"But Lao Na wants to blame the female benefactor!" The old monk retracted his gaze and looked at the snow in the distant mountains, and sighed lightly: "The most difficult thing in the world is the human heart, and the most difficult thing to break is the relationship. The relationship between the king and the female benefactor is even broken. ”

"I don't understand what the master said, I just want to know how my father-in-law was tortured like this by you?" Tianjiao touched Murong Chong's face and shook his hand, if it weren't for the fact that there were two living people in front of her, she would have kissed him on the mouth. She hated to immediately transmit all the heat on her body to Murong Chong.

"The female benefactor misunderstood." Monk Buchen, who had been watching from the sidelines, spoke, "Brother Murong was poisoned yesterday, and my master helped him to detoxify in the snow overnight, so it should be okay depending on the situation." ”

Poisoned? Tianjiao immediately understood that it was Murong Chong who sucked the poison from the wound on her wrist for her, and it turned out that the person who harmed Murong Chong was herself. She thanked the old monk guiltily. The old monk recited the Buddha's name indifferently, but his expression when he looked at Tianjiao was very complicated.

Tianjiao turned around and asked Monk Buchen, "Do you know each other with me?" ”

"The poor monk made a mistake just now, don't take it to heart." Monk Buchen didn't want to say deeply.

Tianjiao couldn't let him go, "Han Fengxun, I know your name is Han Fengxun." Su Jinyun is your fiancée, but you abandoned her, she was infatuated with you, but you were indifferent. She put down all her dignity, just to get a look at you...... "Tianjiao couldn't go on, she said that she was going to expose the fragrant and sad scene of peeking into the meditation room that night.

Monk Buchen obviously didn't listen either, he folded his hands and shook it to the sky, turned around and walked quickly towards the mountain temple. Tianjiao looked at his back, and suddenly saw a silver light flashing above his head.

"Don't be sad about Buchen, the female benefactor finally broke off the relationship and practiced in the mountain temple with peace of mind. His merits are complete, and it is also the time when those resentful souls ascend to heaven. Please give him a moment of tranquility, Amitabha! ”

The old monk said that he would also go to the mountain temple.

"Who are you, and why do you want to stop people from doing good things?" Although Tianjiao couldn't understand the meaning of the old monk's words, she knew that Buchen's ordination must be related to the old monk.

"Lao Na is a monk, and the female benefactor can hold a grudge against Lao Na for Han Fengxun's fate. However, your relationship with this king will not be fateful, please ask the female benefactor to do it herself, and treat this fate well! ”

The sleeves of the old monk's robe fluttered in the wind and he flashed into the mountain temple.

Tianjiao froze in place. At this time, snowflakes drifted in the sky again, and frost gas gathered on Murong Chong's face again.

(To be continued.) )