At this time, it was already dark, and the crooked moon hung in the sky, it was the first quarter moon, the stars were blinking, and there was not a single cloud in the sky. There is no Kexin, Zhang Xuanmeng feels that the valley is terrifyingly quiet, and occasionally one or two birdsongs are even more weird.

For a while, I thought of the secret secret, and hurried into the house to rummage through it. I couldn't help but be even more scared, and my heart suddenly hated the secret secret.

He had been sitting in front of the door, watching the moon slowly sink again, it was already night, and Zhu Kexin still hadn't come back. Occasionally, when the wind rustled the branches, or the occasional shadow swayed, he swooped down and screamed for Kexin. However, every time the valley only echoed his shout of "Kexin, Kexin", no one responded.

In this way, Zhang Xuanmeng stared at Taniguchi with wide eyes, sat upright all night without blinking, and did not wait for Zhu Kexin to come back. When the day was fast and bright, I unconsciously took a nap, but I dreamed that Zhu Kexin was caught by the wicked people of the Shura Sect and the Wudang Sect, and was shouting for help, and I couldn't help but wake up in shock.

Zhang Xuanmeng looked at Kexin's bed in the room, thick thatch, soft but also empty, connected to his shop. Their pots and bowls, clothes, stone tables, stone benches, and the little donkey outside, everything has not changed, except that Zhu Kexin is missing.

Zhang Xuanmeng couldn't help but shed tears: "Kexin, where are you, what's wrong with you?" touched the place where Zhu Kexin had meditated with his hand, and saw that the wreath she had tied with pine branches and flowers the day before yesterday was still covered with it, and her appearance had not changed, but it was just gone. Zhang Xuanmeng picked up the garland, held it in his hand and played with it for a while, and said secretly: "Kexin, no matter where you go or who robs you, I will find you." He picked up a pot and ate it, and carried two more pieces in his bosom, and went out of the valley to look for it. For two days in a row, Zhang Xuanmeng searched all the nearby peaks and valleys, but did not find Zhu Kexin's shadow.

On this day, Zhang Xuanmeng walked out of the valley and came to the south of the mountain, only to see that the forest here was verdant, the mountains were like daisies, and the scenery was beautiful, so he went to a high mountain peak that he could see. Along the way, the mountain becomes steeper and steeper, and the scenery of the mountains and rocks becomes more and more strange, and when you reach the top of the mountain, the mountain road that can be walked suddenly becomes narrow, allowing only one person to stand. The abyss on both sides, looking down, suddenly felt dizzy, the white fog below is vast, and I don't know how far I know. Zhang Xuanmeng wanted to retreat, but he was afraid of missing Kexin, so he used his hands and feet together and slowly climbed to the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of talking in the wind. Zhang Xuanmeng's heart beat faster, and he carefully walked forward dozens of steps, hiding behind a big rock, and looked towards the peak. I saw two people sitting on the top of the peak, one was the old Taoist priest he met the day before yesterday, with a long beard fluttering, and the other was an old monk with a red face. I was very disappointed.

At this time, I got closer, and I only heard the old monk say: "It seems that this person who went up the mountain is not the old nun who is sexless, but seems to be an ordinary person." The old man continued: "It may be a minor." Alas, we have been waiting for these three days in vain, this old nun has always been a trustworthy person, since we made an appointment ten years ago to meet on April 12 this year, at the Tiandu Peak of the Yellow Mountain, how could she not come? Could it be that she passed away, and with this old nun's cultivation, she should not have been in another 20 years? Or did she have some accident?"

The old monk said, "I hope she's okay." It's been 40 years in the blink of an eye, I'm old, I don't know how she is now, is she still the same as when she was young? I think 40 years ago, she made a big fuss in the Shaolin Temple, such as in front of me, alas, wronged, wronged. ”

The old man smiled and said, "Great monk, you have been participating in Zen meditation for decades, haven't you understood this color character? ”

The old monk pondered for a long time and said, "Yes, everything is illusory, what is the difference between a monk and a nun, and a white bone skeleton." ”

The old man said: "Great monk, even if you still have her in mind, why didn't you grow your hair back then, return to the world, and be a fairy-like couple with her?"

The great monk said: "Amitabha, it was difficult to disobey the teacher's order at that time." You also know that Shaolin since a hundred years ago by the Xuandu Taoist defeated to the ground, the reputation plummeted, but not as good as Wudang, the first master devoted his life, but also failed to revive it, so I expected me to inherit his mantle, to achieve his wishes, so insisted that I preside over this Shaolin Temple. ”

Lao Dao said: "Yes, your great monk is indeed very capable, for decades, Shaolin has been rectified to be prosperous and prosperous, and now it is the first major sect in the martial arts, far more than Wudang." However, recently, the Shura Sect has also become famous, and I heard that I robbed the secret of the Xuandu Gate last year, but I am afraid that there will be many things in the rivers and lakes from now on. The Shura Sect is not comparable to the Xuandu Daoists back then, and its ambitions are too great, so I am afraid that it will dominate the rivers and lakes for thousands of years, and be the leader and overlord of the alliance in the martial arts?"

The old monk said: "You are right, this is really worrying. I originally planned to resign from the position of abbot after seeing you and asexuality, and devote myself to practicing the Yijin Sutra, so as to be able to cure the big devil of the Shura Sect, who wants to be asexual. Now that three days have passed, I wonder if she will come again, and my wish will never be fulfilled. Let's wait another half an hour before leaving. ”

The old man said, "That's all there is to it." I wanted to settle grievances for you, but I didn't expect that Asexual would not come, Great Monk, this is not mine. ”

The old monk said: "Old Dao, you and I have been friends for decades, what are you talking about." It's just that I'm a little weird about what Wudang has been doing lately. ”

Lao Dao said: "What's wrong with Wudang, isn't the head of Xuanji very square?"

The old monk said, "Yes, that's why I'm strange." I heard from the senior brother of Benyuan that a Taoist brother in Wudang led two disciples to fight with the Shura Sect and killed a coachman for no reason. It's just a matter of fighting with the Shura Sect, why kill the coachman, I'm afraid it has something to do with that secret book. ”

Lao Dao exclaimed: "Killed a coachman for no reason, martial arts won't be like this, right?"

The old monk said: "Senior Brother Benyuan has carefully examined the wound of the coachman, and it is indeed a martial arts method, but I am afraid that it is a murder and a mouthful." Didn't you hear that the Zhu family escaped with two children, and they still brought secrets?" Xuanmeng heard him say, as if he had seen it in person, and admired it very much, thinking that Wudang Niubi had done much more than that.

I only listened to the old Tao: "It seems that this secret is an ominous thing, once it appears, it will cause a martial arts disaster, it is better to destroy it and be peaceful." ”

The old monk said, "Yes." But then again, after all, it was the painstaking efforts of the predecessors, how could it be easily destroyed. Originally, water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat, it depends on who gets it and how to use it, and good and evil are all related to people's thoughts. Old Taoist, the friend who went up the mountain is also tired of squatting, let's call him out and see if we can bring sexless news. ”

Zhang Xuanmeng was listening energetically, and suddenly heard that his head was on his head, and before he could think about whether to come out or hide, he felt his body lift up and stood up involuntarily. But he saw that the old monk was already standing beside him, with his sleeve on his shoulder. When Zhang Xuanmeng stood up, he couldn't help but fight against each other, his Xuandu magic skills had a foundation, and he naturally used it. The old monk said "Huh" and looked Xuanmeng up and down, which was very strange.