"It's okay, I just want to meet the rumored Xuanjia." Wen Tingzhan nodded.

"The rumored Xuanjia?" Nightshake Light keenly captures these words.

"The Xuan family has been able to produce many people, and each is good at it." Wen Tingzhan looked at the silent night sky and said, "There have been three generations of emperors who wanted to eradicate the Xuan family, but they all returned in vain, and they are the real iron walls in this world. ”

"What can the light tell you about?" The night shakes the light and is speechless, even if the life-saving charm is a good friendship, it is impossible to show it.

Wen Tingzhan just smiled at Ye Shaoguang's question, and said, "It's not early, let's go back and rest." ”

"Rest for what? We're going to catch bugs tonight. Forcefully pull Wen Tingzhan's body to a halt and pull it in the opposite direction.

When they bypassed the Cloud Tower, they were supposed to go forward, but the Night Shake Light suddenly stopped, and she looked at the tall pomegranate trees around the Cloud Tower, which were dotted with red pomegranates, and plucked the top two with one and threw one to Wen Tingzhan.

"Shake ......" Wen Tingzhan looked around, and there was always a feeling of theft.

"Ah, I'll eat one." Night Shake Light has always been informal in small things, "You see, this cloud pagoda is scattered with Dharma, and there must be Buddha relics enshrined in it, these two pomegranates grow at the top, and this tree is also the tallest of all pomegranate trees, although these two pomegranates are not as good as the spirit fruit, but they are definitely good things, if you don't believe you taste it, it must be sweet that you have not tasted." ”

Saying that, Ye Shaoguang broke the pomegranate in his hand in half in front of Wen Tingzhan, and then with a slight force in his hand, the ruby-like pomegranate fruits fell into her palm, seeing that Wen Tingzhan disagreed but took her helpless tangled appearance, Ye Shaoguang showed a wicked smile, reached out and pinched his waist, and threw all the pomegranates in his hand into his mouth the moment Wen Tingzhan opened his mouth in pain.

Then he ran far away and turned to look at him: "How can there be so many restraints in the world, a hundred years are fleeting, and it is important to have fun in time." ”

A few of them slid directly into his throat because of the excessive force of the night shake light, Wen Tingzhan chewed the pomegranate carefully, this pomegranate was indeed sweet that he had never tasted, juicy and small. Wen Tingzhan is not hypocritical, and he will go tomorrow to complain to the master who temporarily presides over the temple.

The cloud tower pomegranate of Baima Temple was very famous in the Han Dynasty, and there is also a saying of "Baima sweet pomegranate, a real value cow", but the pomegranate of Luoyang is not famous, everyone does not know what the reason is, in fact, it is because the cloud tower enshrines the relics of the monks after sitting, and the Buddhism of the relics is lightly nourished.

It's just two pomegranates, and they are not spiritual creatures, so Master Jiming won't care about her, and Baima Temple doesn't expect two pomegranates to live. When she finishes catching insects, she will bring a few more to Xiao Shirui and them to taste.

Have been a thief by Wen Tingzhan counted, the night shake light is naturally not good to spit out the pomegranate seeds, swallowed them all, the pomegranate skin was turned into powder by her, at this time they have come to the small river in the temple, all the way up the river, since it is the place where Master Jiming and the ancestors go to Zen, even if nearly two hundred years have passed, the night shake light also feels that there should be Buddhism lingering. And the temple should be able to protect this unique place. So, the night light was quickly found.

Sure enough, there is a lush and stout Bodhi tree growing next to it, the branches of the Bodhi tree have stretched out to the surface of the river, casting mottled black shadows on the river, and there is a rock under the Bodhi tree.

Ye Shaoguang felt that this Bodhi tree had a strong vitality, presumably Master Jiming's ancestor must be a great monk, even if he sat for so long, the residual breath still nourished this soil, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the rock, she actually felt that this stone contained vitality, but it was different from the stone monster.

One of them turned over and sat cross-legged on the rock, but she didn't feel anything at all, as if something was always separating her. Pursed his lips boringly, the night shake light jumped down.

"Shake, this tree ......" Wen Tingzhan stepped forward, the shadows of the trees were hazy under the moonlight, looking at the thick branches and leaves, Wen Tingzhan felt that the person standing in front of him was like a giant, and every place in it contained a few powers.

"This tree is vibrant, isn't it?" Ye Shaoguang said with a smile, "This tree should have been planted by Master Jiming's ancestor before he sat down, and it is nearly two hundred years old. ”

"Hmm." Wen Tingzhan also had this intuition for no reason.

"You see, this is where Master Jiming went to Zen." Nightshake pointed at the fast stone, the marks on it were obvious, the temple did not prohibit anyone from approaching, "You go up and try it, I have a wonderful feeling sitting on it, but I can't tell what it feels like." ”

Wen Tingzhan also saw the traces on the rock through the moonlight, this is because of the smoothness that can only be seen by long-term contact, so he sat down without much hesitation, and when he sat up, the electric image in his brain flashed in his brain.

It was too fast, so fast that he couldn't grasp those pictures at all, and he involuntarily slowly closed his eyes.

"Brother Zhan!" Night Shake Light was suddenly shocked, because she saw that the rock was actually haunting with circles of golden light, and she wanted to rush forward to pull Wen Tingzhan back, but was blocked by the golden light, shaking her away.

At this moment, her heart was in an unprecedented panic, she watched him sit quietly cross-legged on the rock, obviously his long hair was still fluttering in the light of the Buddha, and it was clear that he was still wearing a robe made by her own hands, but it was still sacred and inviolable, it was an indescribable sense of belonging......

Wen Tingzhan sank into a very strange world, his hands were full of Buddha statues, and the clouds were rising under his feet, he walked forward step by step, as if something was moving him in front of him, but he was halfway through when he suddenly heard the sound of the night shaking light, and his steps stopped. The voice of the wooden fish in his ears became clearer, as if it was bewitching him. He struggled so that his eyebrows were soaked with sweat, and finally opened his eyes with great determination, but he turned around but did not expect that the front of him had turned into a pitch-black hell, with white bones piling up, thousands of ghosts wailing, and behind him was still the holy Buddha sound that cleansed the soul......

Just as he was about to go to hell with great determination, a voice came from behind him: "Brother Zhan." ”

Wen Tingzhan's body was like being struck by lightning.