1855 Follow the Footsteps of the Heart

Peaceful village.

This is a very small village, counting from the head of the village to the end of the village, there are only more than 100 households.

As the sun slowly sets.

The golden afterglow shines in all directions.

It brings a sense of tranquility to the quiet village.

In the village, smoke rises from the cooking stoves of every household.

The farmers were busy all day, each carrying his own farm tools, and walked to his house in groups of threes and twos.

The women have already prepared the dinner of the day, and if the family is well-off, they can also prepare three or two small wines to make their busy day master drink a good drink.

This is a very calm village, calm as if it has not been able to make a ripple for hundreds of years, and the people in the village seem to live in a completely isolated place, completely self-sufficient, without any involvement with the outside world.

They only leave the village in droves for a day a month to go to the nearby towns to buy the necessary raw salt, horn soap and other necessities!

Other times......

They all stayed in the village, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Live your life peacefully......

And on this day.

An outsider, but it broke the peace here.

At first glance, it is a monk of high morality, holding a nine-ring tin rod and wearing a brocade robe, which seems to have a sense of long-distance travel.

His appearance is solemn and awe-inspiring.

One look at it makes people unconsciously feel reverence.

"Amitabha."

He bowed slightly to an old man and said, "Amitabha...... Hiccup......"

Li Laohan on the opposite side only felt a smell of wine coming to his nose, but he glanced at the solemn master opposite, well, it should be an illusion...... It seems that I drank a little too much last night, and the smell of alcohol has not gone away until now.

With a restrained look on his face, he asked, "Dare to ask the master, what are your orders?" ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk Sanzang, came from Daqian, dare to ask the old benefactor, this is Xiwei Village?!"

Sanzang's face was awe-inspiring, and he quietly swallowed back another wine burp.

smiled and said: "Dare to ask the donor, in this village, more than a year ago, did any strangers move here?" ”

The voice fell.

He could clearly feel the wary look on the face of the restrained old man in front of him.

He smiled kindly and said, "Don't misunderstand, the poor monk is here to find the younger brother of the poor monk and layman...... The poor monk's family name is Qin, which is a powerful family in the Qin country, but the poor monk's younger brother fell out with the family, and he broke away from the family, and he did not return after many years, alas, now the poor monk's father is old, and his dying wish is to see this little son, although the poor monk is an outsider, but he has not broken off his love, how can he bear the father's ultimate wish can not be realized, so he specially found here, if the poor monk's little brother is not here...... Alas, the poor monks and so on, the old father of the poor monks, but he really can't afford to wait. ”

"I see."

The expression on Li Laohan's face slowed slightly, and his eyes were quite kind when he looked at Sanzang.

He sighed: "Speaking of which, we do have a new family here, and the husband and wife are very kind, but they have lived here for more than a year, but I don't know if they are the person you are looking for......

"The poor monk will know when he goes to see it."

Sanzang smiled very kindly, Amitabha was a Buddha, and finally found it.

And so.

Half a column of incense after that.

Follow the path that Old Man Li gave guidance.

Came to a fairly brand new home in the middle of the village...... Brand new is only relatively speaking, in fact, it is just an ordinary fence wall, a bluestone house, and a dozen chickens and ducks are raised in the east corner of the yard.

It seems that although it is not poor, it is not rich, and it is just an ordinary family.

"Is this considered a big hidden in the city, and a small hidden in the wild?"

Sanzang shook his head and exclaimed: "This chicken is so fat, if it is called a chemical chicken, it must be delicious, and this duck, if you roast the duck, it must taste good." ”

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Walk outside the door.

Directly opened the courtyard door that was only waist-high to him.

Then walk into the house......

But as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a silver light suddenly flashed.

There was already an extra sword mark on the ground beneath his feet......

Sanzang suddenly paused, an embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and he hurriedly raised his hands and said with a dry smile: "It's all your own people, don't do it, don't do it." ”

From the house, a beautiful woman slowly walked out.

Coarse cloth vitex hairpin, it is difficult to hide the elegance.

In his hand, he held a long sword with cold light.

She looked at the outside of the courtyard with a wary face, and with her cultivation, she could naturally clearly perceive that the person coming outside was not the person she expected.

The other party's cultivation is even more profound.

Therefore, she will take out the weapon that has been sealed for a long time on guard.

But unexpectedly, it turned out to be ......

She was suddenly at a loss, and looked at Sanzang who was standing outside in shock, with a dry smile on her face.

Shocked: "Master Sanzang? ”

"That's right, it's the Buddha me."

Sanzang's eyes were straight, and his gaze fell dead in front of him.

Although he was unkempt and profligate in the past, his status in the Brahma Monastery was extremely high, and he naturally had several encounters with Mu Qingyan, the pavilion master of the Tianya Sea Pavilion, in his opinion, Mu Qingyan was a woman, but he carried the great sect of the Tianya Sea Pavilion, and he also had high strength and beautiful appearance, which can be said to be the most elegant and peerless figure among women, even if it is Ao Hongxue compared with it, it has to be a little less mature charm.

It was no wonder that Ling Tian, the sect master of the Divine Flame Sect, was obsessed with her to such an extent.

But now Mu Qingyan ......

Dressed in a simple robe, the long soft hair is casually tied with a wooden hairpin, and the plump waist.

Noticing Sanzang's eyes, he never expected that Mu Qingyan, who had met a past acquaintance, turned his head half embarrassed and half ashamed, and for a while, he felt a little afraid to face Sanzang.

"Lord Muge, you ......"

Sanzang was shocked.

Mu Qingyan's face was already red.

Sanzang was shocked: "Why have you gained so much weight?" ”

Mu Qingyan: "...................................."

Looking at the longsword she lifted.

Sanzang hurriedly laughed and begged for mercy, and said, "It's just a joke, it's just a joke...... Don't take it seriously, Lord Muge, the sword has no eyes, Buddha, ah no, I can't be your sword! ”

"How did you get here?!"

Mu Qingyan did not put down the weapon in his hand, but stared at Sanzang with vigilance.

Sanzang replied: "Follow the footsteps of the heart, and you will naturally find it!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qingyan Jian handed forward a little more.

"This time the Buddha, ah no, the little monk, it's the little monk, this time the little monk is telling the truth, Tong Su is not bullied!"

Sanzang hurriedly said: "The little monk has no malicious intent, otherwise, it would not only be the little monk who came here today, but also Su Jingsu Xiaoyou!" ”

Hearing Sanzang mention Su Jing, a slight entanglement appeared on Mu Qingyan's face.

She asked, "He doesn't know here?" ”

"I don't know yet...... He's busy, so he doesn't have time to come here. ”

Sanzang poked his head in, and said with a smile: "Wow, there is still wine, Lord Mu Ge doesn't want to have such excellent cooking skills, eh, don't you invite the little monk in for a light meal?" The little monk hasn't eaten for a day......"

Mu Qingyan bit his lip lightly, looking at him with entanglement in his eyes.

In the end, he sighed helplessly and said, "Come in, coarse tea and light rice, not respect." ”

Sanzang walked in with a smile.