Ye Wudao picked up Ma Luyao, sandwiched it under his armpit, and left the Zhao Mansion with a few ups and downs. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After Xiao Tianqing escaped from the inner courtyard, she hid outside to meditate. After discovering that Ye Wudao had swept out of Zhao's mansion, Xiao Tianqing hurriedly called Village Chief Zhao and ran back together.

As soon as she arrived in the inner courtyard, Xiao Tianqing saw the fat monk sitting in the middle of the courtyard meditating.

When he found Xiao Tianqing and the others coming in, the fat monk opened his eyes and smiled at them.

Just as the fat monk was about to speak, he stood up with a sudden change in his face and looked at the second floor of the attic.

"Boom..."There was the sound of a heavy object falling on a wooden board from the second floor.

Village Chief Zhao, who was originally hiding behind Xiao Tianqing, heard this voice. His face changed suddenly. Ignoring the corpses lying in the courtyard, he spread his feet and ran to the attic.

The fat monk looked at the figure of Village Chief Zhao hurriedly running into the attic, closed his eyes, turned over the Buddhist beads in his left hand, and preached

"Amitabha...", and then recited the scriptures in a soft voice.

After Xiao Tianqing paused for a moment, he walked to the fat monk with his hands folded and asked

"Master, why don't you leave that Ye Wudao..."

The fat monk still closed his eyes and chanted, and after a while, he spoke

"Although Ye Wudao is evil but not evil, the poor monk is not completely sure, please go back to Shaolin. If I am anxious about him now, I am afraid that my Shaolin disciples will be in danger in the future."

When Xiao Tianqing heard this explanation, a wave of resentment suddenly rose in her heart, and she pointed to the attic and said angrily

"Is this what you call not being evil? You Shaolin are so timid and afraid? ”

The fat monk not only did not blame Xiao Tianqing for being unreasonable, but smiled

"Donor, you know how to hide and wait for an opportunity. Why do you have to be a poor monk to leave that Ye Wudao? ”

Xiao Tianqing was speechless for a while.

All that remained in the courtyard was the bitter wailing in the attic and the soft chanting of the fat monk.

Early in the morning of the second day, Xiao Tianqing looked at the small fishing village that had been burned at the foot of the mountain, carried a jar of wine in his hand, and walked up to a hillside behind the fishing village.

On the hillside, in front of a simple grave, Meng Cangqing was standing quietly.

After hearing the movement behind him, Meng Cangqing turned around, looked at Xiao Tianqing and said

"They are all gone, why hasn't Brother Xiao left?"

Xiao Tianqing patted the wine in his hand and said

"Village Chief Zhao and Xiaohong handed it over to me when they left, eighteen-year-old daughter Hong,"

Meng Cangqing stared at the jar for a long time, and finally smiled bitterly

"Okay, let's do this altar"

The two sat by the grave, looked at the wreckage of the small fishing village, and drank this "last drink"

"Brother Xiao, are you telling people from this world to be true?" After taking a few sips, Meng Cangqing leaned back on the mound and asked.

Xiao Tianqing took the altar, looked at the mouth of the altar, and couldn't help but think of Cheng Fang. After taking a sip, he said

"Maybe, now we're no different from them"

Meng Cangqing turned his head, looked at Xiao Tianqing's heavy appearance, and continued to ask

"Then you say, when they die, they become another pile of data. Or does it really not exist? Isn't it ridiculous that a person has feelings for a bunch of data? ”

Xiao Tianqing poured a few more sips and thought about it

"I don't know, I just know that we're a bunch of data right now... Isn't it ridiculous that a bunch of data with emotions and another bunch of data with emotions create feelings? ”

Meng Cangqing snatched the jar and drank a few sips, "That's good, it seems that I'm still on the road."

Xiao Tianqing couldn't bear it when she saw it, so she quickly changed the topic and said

"Brother Meng, what are your plans for the future? It's better to go back to the Junzi Hall with me, and accept apprentices in the Junzi Hall, I am so good, I still have a little right to speak. ”

After Meng Cangqing heard this, he looked at Xiao Tianqing with a surprised expression. It wasn't that he didn't have the idea of returning to the Valley of Bliss with Zhang Xiaohong at the beginning. It's just that Zhang Xiaohong also said that he couldn't be the master. So I took the task NPC of Village Chief Zhao and rushed back first.

Now after hearing what Xiao Tianqing said, first, I was surprised that Xiao Tianqing was a person from Junzitang, and secondly, I was even more surprised by Xiao Tianqing's status in Junzitang.

Looking at Xiao Tianqing, Meng Cangqing smiled bitterly

"Brother Xiao, you are really hiding it, it's a pity that I can't go now"

Xiao Tianqing looked puzzled and hurriedly asked

"What? Could it be that you want to go back to the Valley of Bliss with Xiaohong? ”

Meng Cangqing shook his head and sighed.

At this time, in the woods behind the hillside, a figure walked out.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that Lord Xiao Shi was actually a tall foot in the Junzi Hall, and the poor monk was polite here."

Xiao Tianqing looked around, and all the people who came were the fat monks from last night.

The fat monk continued

"Master Meng has a relationship with our Buddhism, and he has promised to enter my door"

At this moment, thousands of alpacas running could not express Xiao Tianqing's inner feelings. finally came out and wanted to pretend to be 13 silently, but he was instantly slapped in the face by the Shaolin monk in front of him.

With a slightly sour tone, Xiao Tianqing said to Meng Cangqing

"Cangqing, can you think about it? Once you enter the Buddha's door, it is as deep as the sea. The sea of bitterness is boundless!! ”

Meng Cangqing was indifferent and stared at the grave for a while. With his right hand, he grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and added it to the grave.

After clapping his hands, Meng Cangqing said with a smile at Xiao Tianqing

"Perhaps, that's the best place for me, you say?" he continued, picking up the jar of wine that had been placed on the ground

"Come, Brother Xiao! Dried this last drink."