Chapter 12: Vipassana in the Clouds
The sky was still gray, and it was past six o'clock in the morning, which should have been the best time to enjoy the fresh air and exercise for a morning run, but there was still no one on the street, and under the dark cloudy sky, there was a sense of depression everywhere, and it seemed lifeless.
Monday, who hadn't slept all night, stretched his waist, and the two-hour settlement made his Lingqi recover a lot, and after Xiao Qi checked in and opened the ghost door, the effect of assisting Lingqi to gather was strengthened a lot.
Duanmuchen really squatted in the toilet on the second floor all night, and it wasn't until Monday that he called him, and then he came out of the toilet with his squatting legs on his face, with a constipated expression.
"What do you say? Know who's going to you? ”
Duanmuchen didn't care at all about squatting in the toilet on Monday all night, and opened his mouth to ask
"I don't know, but I know where he is, do you want to come with me?"
Monday has already seen Duanmuchen's straightforward personality, even if he refuses Duanmuchen to follow him, this guy will find a way to follow,
"Then you can't go, don't worry, just find a place, and you'll see the rest, I'll hammer him one by one"
As soon as Duanmuchen heard that he knew the place, his eyes lit up, he was worried about how to get it back after the failure to pretend to be X last night, and now the opportunity is in his mouth
"Duanmu, do you know that Yin Nine Heavens?"
Monday picked up the back that he had cleaned up last night, looked up at the overcast sky, and suddenly asked
"I know, that's why I went to participate in Luo Tian Dajiao."
Duanmuchen didn't hesitate, he opened his mouth and said it, as if he was talking about a well-known thing
"Luo Tian Dajiao? Does it have anything to do with Yin Jiu Liantian? “
Luo Tian Da Jiao still knows something on Monday, the book records, Luo Tian Da Jiao is a Taoist ritual to worship the gods, only major celebrations and accidents will be held, Yin Jiu Lian Tian has just become a foregone conclusion, the Taoist Luo Tian Jiao has already been held, it seems that this Chinese Taoist has long been prepared for Yin Jiu Liantian, but it is a pity that he has been nesting here for three years, and he doesn't know the news of the cultivation world at all, however, Monday also understands that this may also be the master's way to protect himself in disguise, not to mention the soul suppression plate, even if it is the Qianyuan sword, With Monday's current ability, it is possible that it will not be able to be saved.
The truth of his guilt is still understood on Monday, and in addition to the reminder of Lord Chaoyuan through the mouth of Xiao Qi, Monday recalled what he had experienced from thirty years to Mount Tai to now, everything seemed to be waiting for the arrival of Yin Jiutian, although he was now confused, but his master was not, at least Monday believed that he would eventually break through the fog and find the truth.
"Yes, this is a prosperous era for cultivators all over the world, and it was initiated by the state, so I am excited when I think about it."
"So, can I go?"
Monday asked tentatively, he didn't understand the conditions for Luo Tian Dajiao to participate, if it was very harsh, he still wanted to rub the power of the Muchen Lei family into it
"Yes, as long as you are a cultivator, you can go, but it seems that you have to go through some kind of test or something, and you don't need to have a teacher and a inheritance, by the way, I haven't asked you where your name and teacher are?"
Duanmuchen patted his head, and suddenly remembered this, looking distressed
”....... My name is Monday, Shicheng.... View in the clouds"
Monday really doesn't know how to explain his master and master, he doesn't know at all, only knows that he once stayed in a small view of only one view of the word, can not tell people that he is from the view of it, it is estimated that no one will believe it, simply got up a in the previous books to see a fictional view of the clouds, as for whether it is real, Monday is unknown, only vaguely remember that the book has said, the view in the clouds, hidden in the clouds, only know that there are clouds, not seen in the view.
"Ah, long looking up, my name is Duanmuchen, from the Lei family in Shandong"
Duanmuchen hugged his fists, quite a chivalrous taste, but this outfit really makes it difficult to associate him with a hero
"Huh? Do you know the cloud vipassana? “
Monday was surprised, could it be that the cloud in the middle really exists
"I don't know, but don't you all say that when you report to your home?"
Duanmuchen looked at him with an idiot look and glanced at Monday
”........“
Monday is full of black lines, he really shouldn't ask Duanmuchen questions, it is estimated that he has been following the guy for a long time, and he will go crazy
"Where are you going, don't go"
Seeing that Zhou Zhou, who didn't say a word, picked up his backpack and strode away, Duanmuchen hurriedly chased after him, he still thought in his heart, this person doesn't understand the rules of the rivers and lakes at all, and he doesn't like to learn, so he has to teach him well in the future.
After the two stepped out of the alley one after the other, the alley was still deep and calm, and those workers should work after they got up, it seemed that there were one or two people missing in this alley who didn't particularly care, but occasionally when they were chatting, they would remember that in this alley before, there seemed to be such a young man, who opened a shroud shop, had no business, squatted at the door all day and played with his mobile phone, which was regarded as a negative teaching material for educating children, only the old foreman knew, this young man, not at all as everyone said, Only he knew that he couldn't sleep that night, and when he went out to smoke, he saw the child for what he really was.
Monday, who was walking on the street, kept staring at the two guitars behind Duanmuchen, he just couldn't figure out how those two urn golden hammers became two guitars
"Cool, do you want to know why? Hey, don't tell you"
Duanmuchen shook the two guitars proudly,
"Not interested"
Monday replied expressionlessly, he knew that if he answered yes, his ears would not be pure, and he was not interested in answering, Duanmuchen would definitely say it, and it would not be annoying
"You don't want to know, I want to say, this is the blinding charm that our Lei family bought from the group of old Taoist priests in Maoshan, now it's not as good as when we were old, if we go to the street with a hammer on our backs, we will be caught, right?"
"It's okay, hey, Duanmu, tell me about Luo Tian Dajiao"
The two of them chatted like this, came to the ancient city, originally the front of the ancient city is a tourist area, people often come and go on weekdays, but later there are often tourists here who disappear inexplicably, and those who are found are like losing their souls, crazy, so this tourist area is deserted, and the back is the residential area, but there is nothing to do, the deep house compound in the center of the tourist area, there are several really rich people living in it, but then they all moved out for unknown reasons, it is rumored to be haunted, even the sanitation workers are not willing to approach here, Without popularity, these houses are even more gloomy, and the streets that have not been cleaned for a long time are covered with fallen leaves, which creak when stepped on, and it seems that the leaves have accumulated very thickly.
Monday and Duanmuchen came to the center of the ancient city, and after a few circles, they found that they were all going back to the street in front of them, and those houses were all within easy reach, but they just couldn't get in
"It seems to be a ghost hitting the wall, and there are really ghosts, which is great"
Duanmuchen flicked the two guitars behind his back, a paper talisman fell, and the urn golden hammer revealed its true face
"Well, it's a ghost hitting the wall, it's not as good as us"
"Thunder Flash"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang, Duanmuchen raised the urn golden hammer and smashed it directly to the ground, and the four rays of lightning exploded, and the surrounding environment shook like water, as if some barrier had been broken
"Done"
Duanmuchen stretched out his thumb and praised himself
"Brother, can we be okay and don't keep fiddling with the hammer and startling the snake?"
Monday Qiang held back his desire to get angry, showed a smirk that could vomit his disgust, and looked at Duanmuchen
"Oh yes, that's it, okay, listen to you"
Duanmuchen patted his chest in agreement
"I really shouldn't have brought you"
Covering his forehead, Monday strode onto the stone path that led to the house