In fact, after Ning Xiao left, Cheng Ziyang didn't notice that what he was holding in his arms was no longer a person, but a pillow.

In the tent, everyone except the sentries seemed to fall asleep. Suddenly, a melody of music escaped from between the rivers and slowly fell into the sleep of the sleeper.

The exception to this is zombies, of course. Because they don't care about blinking, they don't care about sleep. The bursts of melodious music could only urge them to be more in a daze.

A broken bridge, trying to look at the dance of a river, looking at the river as green as jade, thinking about it, but never reaching.

The river has flowed for thousands of years, and the broken bridge has been watched for thousands of years.

A cloud, through the fifteenth moon prayed sincerely: all the partings in the world can be reunited after a sharp turn in this secluded river.

A pristine and secluded trail with the melodious chirping of cicadas. It is betting on the rich rhyme of this flexible mountain river.

A pool of river water washes last year's less red dust and lead. The sparkling waves aroused by the ship, the long-lost and jerky emotions of the youth.

I walk gently into you, the beautiful and gentle river of mountains and rivers.

I stare at you infatuatedly, the mountains and rivers that haunt me.

I marvel at you, the mountains and rivers.

Mountains and rivers, are you also drunk in the peacock open screen of the god song and dance for a thousand years, I don't come, you are not old.

Mountains and rivers, your mountains, all the waters, are carved into the wonderful scenery of my life. But in your rivers and lakes, I am just a passer-by.

Mountains and rivers, I will not have the opportunity to see your charm and splendor under the full moon tonight. Only with a heart of refuge leans towards you and waits for the next reincarnation.

Facing the Buddha's relics, Danchai, who was silently reciting his favorite scriptures, was finally pulled out of the Buddhist scriptures that comprehended the mysteries of heaven and earth by this tactful and lingering music.

"Not good!" He quickly opened his eyes and stood up. The relics of the Buddha are also exuding a dark light. So, he hurriedly collected the Buddha's relics, quickly left the zombie camp, and ran towards the human camp.

At this moment, all the Adepts got up from their beds with their eyes closed and walked to the door. But at the door, they stopped. Only Cheng Ziyang, still with his eyes closed, holding the pillow in his arms, continued to move forward.

In the face of the people who fell asleep and couldn't extricate themselves from this song, it was difficult for Danchai to pull them out of their sleep with his own cultivation. In desperation, he had to wave his hand to erect a barrier to stop Cheng Ziyang from sleepwalking unconsciously.

Next, he squatted on the ground and recited a scripture that had been praised by Ning Xiao in his mouth.

One day, Master Wude was hoeing grass in the yard.

After greeting him, three believers came up to him and asked, "People say that Buddhism can relieve the pain of life, but we have believed in Buddhism for many years, but we don't feel happy, what is going on?" ”

Zen Master Wude put down his hoe and looked at them serenely: "It's not difficult to be happy, but first you have to figure out why you live." ”

Three believers, you look at me, I look at you. None of them expected that the Wude Zen Master would ask such a question to them.

After a while, the first believer said, "No one can die!" Death is terrible, so it's better to live. ”

The second believer said, "I am now working hard so that when I am old, I can enjoy a life full of food and children and grandchildren." ”

The third believer said, "I don't have as much hope as you have. I must live, otherwise who will feed the family? ”

Master Wude smiled and said, "No wonder you can't be happy, all you think about is death, old age, and forced labor, not ideals, beliefs, and responsibilities. Living without ideals, beliefs, and responsibilities is, of course, very tiring and tiring. ”

The believers said disapprerovingly: "It is easy to talk about ideals, beliefs, and responsibilities, but you can't eat them as food!"

Zen Master Wude asked again, "Then what do you say you have to be happy?" ”

The first believer said, "With fame, with everything, I can be happy." ”

The second believer said, "With love, I have happiness." ”

The third believer said, "With money, I will be happy." ”

Zen Master Wude said, "Then I want to ask you, why do some people have fame but are very troubled, love but very painful, and money but very worried? ”

The believers looked at each other and shook their heads in a speechless manner.

Zen Master Wude said: "Ideals, beliefs and responsibilities are not empty, but are embodied in people's lives at all times. ”

"We must change the concept and attitude of life, and life itself can change. Reputation must serve the public in order to be happy; Love is meaningful only when it is dedicated to others; Money must be given to the poor in order to be valuable, and this kind of life is a truly happy life. ”

Just like this zombie career, cold and warm, sweet and sour, blame gains and losses, and thousands of encounters. The ivory tower, the cross street, Qingyun Road, and the hell gate are separated by a layer of paper.

Therefore, he yearns for such a realm the most: only ask about hard work, not about harvest, clear as water, immovable as a mountain, what kind of storm, laughing and scolding, laurels and titles, all of them are calm, but this requires great wisdom to ask, not just casually attainable.

……

"Hey, hey!" Between the mountains and rivers, a delicate figure is looking up to the sky and laughing. "The little zombie actually tried to use the Buddhist scriptures to break my witch song that had gone through the pain of extermination, which is really unbelievable."

So, the song turned, and the night became even more profound.

The beautiful goddess of the mountains and forests, holding flowers in her hand, floats lightly among the mountain kuma, which greets the gods. "Clothed with lixie with female dill". This is a beauty dressed in a lily and a female dill around her waist, coming from Wushan, from the ancient times of the oblivion and the wilderness, just for a mountain alliance that is desolate and desolate, and to meet the lover of the world. She's been on a long journey.

She smiled as she walked in the chariot to greet the gods, and the red leopard pulled the incense cart full of Xinyi, with a flag woven of cinnamon branches, and a civet cat with colorful fur beside her...... What a gorgeous appearance! It shows how important that person is in her heart!

Like a girl with a spring dream, with a longing for love, she sees her lover's thirst to the fullest, and the witch's beautiful eyes at this time are slightly circulating, with affection. Xu is reminiscing about the scene of getting together with his lover, and can't help but smile. "Both smiling and smiling", her eyes and smile, "clever smile, beautiful eyes".

However, when she waded through mountains and rivers to the place of the date, the lover did not arrive as promised. "Zi Mu Yu is good and slender". Looking forward to it, she said to her lover in her heart: "I am so beautiful, but I want to fascinate you to death." You haven't come yet!"

However, in the woods of the ancient woods, there is never a shadow of a lover. The shrine maiden stared anxiously into the distance, looking left and right. She was annoyed and melancholy, but she was still tenderly full of hope, waiting for her sweetheart in the mountains and forests.

The wind blew and the rain fell. Is it the drift in the mountains, the sudden rain that has hidden you from my sight? Or did you not come because you had forgotten me? The witch's expectant brows swept over a trace of resentment.

"The resentful son forgot to return", she couldn't help but complain about her lover, but in a blink of an eye, the resentment disappeared. "Jun Si I can't be idle", she excused and understood her lover's non-coming, believing that Gongzi missed her and wanted to meet her very much, but she couldn't come as promised. What an empathetic and adorable shrine maiden!

The shrine maiden searched, waited, and stood herself like a tree. But the thunderbolt made her deaf. The wind and rain kept coming. In the ancient forest, the leaves are falling. The people she was waiting for did not come, and they did not come.

Is the separation of man and god a fate that she can't and can't refuse? In the vast night, in the cold and miserable forest, only the witch screamed bitterly, and the sound of the rain drowned out everything.

"Si Gongzi is out of trouble!" The witch was gone, with grief and sorrow, this beauty dressed in herbs and flowers, in the miserable wind and rain falling on the wood, left alone, hidden in the thundering ape......

At this moment, she turned herself into a mountain and lived under the king's balcony. Dan is the morning clouds, and the twilight is the rain. With the steadfastness of a mountain and stone, he waits for the arrival of his lover night and night.

At this moment, Cheng Ziyang, who was in the wormwood fragrance, suddenly became a mountain and forest elf with Du Heng, and lived in a fragrant love in this world.

……

"Poof!" When the song reached this point, Danchai, who could no longer bear the pressure of the witch song, had to spit out the red plasma that he had just converted back. So, in the stain of red plasma with the drop of blood in his heart, the Buddha's relics finally emitted golden light, dispelling the dull darkness brought by the singing.

"Ah, Buddha relics!" The delicate figure between the mountains and rivers finally let out a cry of pain. "I really didn't expect that a little zombie could have a Buddha relic. Hmph, he's lucky! ”

"Ahh The people who stood at the door of the tent also woke up from their sleep. It was strange to them to find that they had all sleepwalked in each other's place. Although his eyes were still blank, he was already terrified in his heart. If this is a ploy used by the enemy, then they are dead now.

Cheng Ziyang also opened his eyes. First, he saw the pillow in his arms. What he saw again was the barrier that stopped him from moving forward. In the end, it was the level 7 zombie who fell in a pool of blood.

"What's wrong with you?" Cheng Ziyang hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the Danchai and stuffed some Ning Xiao's refined pills into his mouth. "What was it that was disturbing our sleep just now? Brought us here? ”

"It's a witch...... Wu ...... "Danchai can only say this word, as for what is behind, he fell asleep, and he doesn't know."

"Witch ——?" In this regard, Cheng Ziyang could only think of Lingwu. So, he summoned his spiritual pet. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Last Days: The Fairy Wife Rampant Claw Book House" for free for the first time.