"Everything is empty." A supreme power containing the meditation of Buddhism attacked the boundary of the realm of exile.

After the energy hits, the Realm of Banishment remains unchanged.

There was silence......

"That's not right...... What's going on? Sanlu touched his head, a little dazed.

"Didn't you say that if you find the boundary and click on it, you can crack it?"

"Could it be that I'm overlooking something......"

"I'm going to think about it." I saw Sanlu knock his head with his hand and sit directly on the ground, close his eyes and start to ponder.

He didn't notice it during the time he was closed......

The Realm of Exile, which had been blank, is slowly changing.

Quietly changing......

"Suffered! That cut-off point is fake! Sanmu opened his eyes violently, and immediately stood up straight, understanding.

The reason why the attack is useless is because that boundary point is simply fake, and his perception is affected by the banished realm!

When Sanmu came back to his senses, he realized that he was no longer in an endless and empty white space, but standing on the edge of a cliff with a dangerous peak.

One step further, you can fall directly off the misty cliff!

Sanlu looked around and looked into the distance, and there were craggy and dangerous peaks and stone forests everywhere, and he always felt that this scene was familiar.

It's just that the impression is too long ago to remember for a while......

"Three-shut."

"Three-stop!"

"Where are you?" Suddenly, a faint old man's voice came from in the distance, shouting three silences.

The sound is getting closer and clearer......

The three remained in place, his body stiffened, and he could already guess who called him who it was. But he didn't have the courage to turn back......

Smack.

Sanmu's shoulder was smacked, and the old but inexplicable voice surrounded his ears.

"You kid, I shouldn't have called you so much! What are you doing here? ”

"It's so close to the cliff!"

Sanmu turned his back to the comer, and was already in tears. Tears slipped down his honest face in large chunks...... Blown by the wind and falling into endless cliffs.

I don't know how long it has been since I heard this voice......

Three, five, or ten?

Those memories are deliberately pressed into the corners of the mind, they overlap each other, and the picture gradually blurs and then fades.

So Sanmu can't remember anymore.

"Hey! You stinky boy, why are you in a daze? ”

Sanlu couldn't help but wipe his eyes a few times with his sleeve, and turned around and threw himself into the arms of the man.

I cried out excitedly.

"Master!" The voice is young and immature......

Sanlu turned into a little child, looking like a little monk who was only five or six years old, with beautiful eyebrows and very cute, but now his eyes were red, like a little rabbit.

Sanmu buried himself in the arms of the visitor, and kept crying, his hands tightly grasping the visitor's robe.

"If you don't cry, who bullied you? Which brother is it? ”

"Say it, master teach them a lesson!"

The person who came bent down and reached out to pick him up, and touched his head soothingly.

"Master, senior brother didn't bully me!"

"I just miss you......"

Sanmu rubbed his eyes and replied obediently. The wide monk's suit shrouded his whole person, looking cute and innocent.

The old monk put down the three locks and tidied up his clothes.

"Are you stealing which of your brother's clothes again? Do you want to grow up like this? Hahaha. ”

"Don't come to such a dangerous place next time! If the teacher finds out, he will lock you up. ”

"Let's go, go back to the temple."

Sanmu obediently took the hand handed over by the master, and responded obediently.

"Hmm!"

He seemed to have forgotten that he was no longer five or six years old...... Instead, they are deeply trapped in it.

"The master has been looking for you for a long time, what are you doing there? If someone bullies you, you tell the master! Don't hide alone. ”

"Next time, don't walk around, go back and practice martial arts with the senior brothers, do you hear?"

"Work hard to practice martial arts and protect your master, isn't that your wish?"

“……”

On the way back, the old monk kept chattering and talking to Sanmu.

Sanmu grabbed the old monk's hand tightly and looked at him seriously, for fear that he would disappear if he blinked his eyes.

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"Three-stop!"

"It's three-locked."

"Sansu is back!"

"Sansu, where have you been? Senior brothers have been looking for you for a long time. ”

"Sanshu, are you hungry? Senior brother will take you to dinner. When a large group of monks who were practicing martial arts in the courtyard saw the two figures of one big and one small, they were in an uproar and surrounded them.

Asked this and that seriously, with a look of concern on his face.

Sanmu smiled and replied one by one.

"Senior brother! I am back. ”

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back." The monks were smiling and uncomfortable.

"What's the system of all the noisy and yelling, you've done your homework? Have all the scriptures been copied? ”

"I know you guys really want to be silent, there's still a lot of time, don't worry!"

"After three silences, I won't leave." The old monk spoke, and the other young monks obediently continued to practice martial arts.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was in full swing again, and the old monk took Sanshu to look for food.

When I opened the pot, there were only a few cold and hard steamed buns left, and after pinching a few times, I found that they could all be used to smash people like stones, let alone stomach.

Seeing this, the old monk washed his hands and prepared to give Sanmu a bowl of noodles.

The sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen sounded, and Sanmu obediently sat on the chair and watched the old monk's skillful movements.

The chopped onions were all the same length as if they had been weighed, and after boiling the water, the noodles were put into the pot, and after a while, a familiar and tempting fragrance wafted out.

Let those who smell it can't help but salivate.

"Wait a long time, your favorite Yangchun noodles."

"Eat! Be careful with scalding. The old monk put the noodles in front of the table, looked at the three shiny eyes, and couldn't help laughing.

Sanlu immediately picked up his chopsticks, and when he was about to eat, he stopped and looked at the old monk standing aside.

"Master, don't you want to eat?"

"No need, the master is not hungry."

"Master, if you don't eat, I won't eat!"

"Let's eat together~" Sanlu jumped off the chair and said coquettishly to the old monk.

"Good, good!" The old monk sat down with three mouthfuls in his arms, and the two of them ate one bite at a time. The atmosphere is harmonious......

Sanlu stayed here with peace of mind, and when the sky was slightly bright, he practiced martial arts, chanted scriptures, and cleaned the temple with his senior brothers.

Fishing, playing chess, and writing scriptures with the master. Live in their favor every day. Surrounded by family affection......

And then the time passed slowly, a day. Fortnight. Trimester......

It's like a hand hidden in the dark, and things move between you and in a trance.

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One night.

Squeak......

Sanlu quietly opened the door and walked out.

It was also late outside, and there were no stars in the sky. The moon also hid in the clouds and refused to show its face.

There was not even the sound of insects chirping, only dead silence.

Sanmu quietly stared at the darkness in front of him, and sighed slightly old.

"Sansu, you don't sleep so late, what are you doing here?"

A voice from behind him came from behind him that was very familiar to him.

Sanmu didn't look back, and he couldn't see clearly in the dark.

Just said lightly......

"It's time for me to go."