Chapter 860: Black and White Impermanence

staggered to the front of the house, Wu Zhiyuan saw the exterior of the house, this is actually a temple, to be precise, it is a Taoist place to worship the gods, because the plaque on the lintel reads the words "Impermanence Palace", the door plaque is black frame and black background, but these three words are white, should be written in lime. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wu Zhiyuan glanced up at the door plaque, and couldn't wait to hit the two closed black lacquered wooden doors with his arm to the side of his body.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't think about whether there would be danger inside the door, and walked directly over the threshold.

There were no windows in the hall, and the light inside was very dim, Wu Zhiyuan saw that there was a wooden board on the ground in the corner of the side, so he put Sheng Wanxiang against the wall and placed it on the wooden board. He tried Sheng Wanxiang's snort, the breath was still weak, but his hands were a little hot, if a fire was lit at this time, Sheng Wanxiang should wake up soon.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly gathered firewood and grass around that could be used for life.

The sky is endless, this hall of impermanence is full of hay, and there are several tattered tables and chairs under the opposite wall, all of which are missing arms and legs, Wu Zhiyuan collected a bunch of hay, took a few stool legs and a tabletop, and after a while, a fire was lit.

The fire was together, and the originally cold hall of impermanence suddenly became hot, and the light became brighter under the firelight.

Wu Zhiyuan held Sheng Wanxiang in his arms, sat on the wooden board and leaned towards the fire to expel the cold in his body.

After a moment of relief, Wu Zhiyuan's body gradually warmed, he held Sheng Wanxiang's hand, and found that her hand had slowly returned to the heat of ordinary people, and her face had changed from pale to bloody, slightly ruddy. Seeing this situation, Wu Zhiyuan felt a little relieved in his heart.

Adding a stool leg to the fire, Wu Zhiyuan was in the mood and free to take a closer look at the situation in the hall of impermanence.

I saw that there were two statues of gods enshrined in the north of the hall, and it was actually the yin and white impermanence that few people worshipped, among them, black impermanence was on the left, and the black mourning hat on the top of the head was high and pointed, and four words were written vertically on the hat: "The world is peaceful." He was dressed in black, grabbed the black chain with his left hand, and pointed forward with the fingers of his right hand.

Bai Wuchang is on the right, he also wears a high-pointed hat on his head, but it is a white filial piety hat, in addition to the hat, the filial piety clothes on the whole body are also white, he holds a pair of tokens in his hand, the token is held in front of his chest, and there are four words written on it: "Fortune at first sight." ”

These two impermanent ghosts have hideous faces and terrifying appearances, and looking at them, they suddenly give people a feeling of chilling in their hearts.

There were no incense candles on the offering table before the black and white impermanence, only an empty incense burner, and there was not even a little incense ash inside and outside the furnace.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly felt that something was wrong, the old man in Huayang Cave had told himself that Yang Chengzong and others had entered the place of impermanence, and there was heavy snow all over the place, only this temple was hidden deep in the snowy plain, and the name of the temple happened to be called the Hall of Impermanence, could this be the place of impermanence that the old man said?

It would never be such a coincidence, even if this hall of impermanence is not the place of impermanence that the old man said, it has a lot to do with the place of impermanence.

With this in mind, Wu Zhiyuan decided to stay in this hall of impermanence, there was a lot of wind and snow outside, if Moon Shadow Fuxian and Master really came here, they would definitely find this place. On the other hand, he and Sheng Wanxiang really had nowhere to go at this time, and they were forced to stay here.

There were almost no other furnishings in the hall, except for a few tattered tables and chairs under one wall, and nothing else, just hay on the ground.

Wu Zhiyuan was looking at the situation in the hall, and at this moment, Sheng Wanxiang in his arms let out a low snort.

Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly looked down, only to see Sheng Wanxiang's eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he was conscious. He hurriedly shook Sheng Wanxiang's shoulder lightly and called softly: "Wanxiang, Wanxiang." ”

Sheng Wanxiang's eyes didn't open, but she responded in her throat: "Zhi...... Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan...... Brother ......"

Hearing Sheng Wanxiang's voice, Wu Zhiyuan's heart fell to the ground, and he said happily: "I'm your brother Zhiyuan, it's okay if you're fine." ”

Sheng Wanxiang's dry lips trembled slightly, and her voice said weakly, "Are you okay...... It's just ......."

Wu Zhiyuan's nose was sour, but he didn't expect Sheng Wanxiang to be worried about his safety at this time, and blamed: "You are so stupid, why do you want to do this?" ”

The corners of Sheng Wanxiang's mouth tried her best to squeeze out a smile, the smile was mixed with a little bitterness, she moved her lips, and only spit out two words: "Water...... Water ......"

Wu Zhiyuan was stunned when he saw this, and tried it on Sheng Wanxiang's forehead, and was taken aback, Sheng Wanxiang's forehead was hot, and he didn't notice that she was having a high fever at all.

Lying Sheng Wanxiang's body gently on the wooden board, Wu Zhiyuan looked around the hall, but did not find a vessel that could be used to hold water, and finally, his eyes fell on the incense burner in front of the two statues of black and white impermanence.

Man is a breath, God is a furnace of incense, the incense burner is the rice bowl of the gods, and using the incense burner to hold water for people to drink is a great disrespect to the gods. But at this time, there was no other choice, Wu Zhiyuan hesitated slightly, but still walked over and took the incense burner in his hand.

The inside of this incense burner is very clean, there is only a little cobwebs in it, and there is not even a little incense ash, which means that the two ghosts of black and white impermanence have never eaten and worshipped.

Wu Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly, opened the wooden door and walked out of the hall, brushed the incense burner with snow, then filled the incense burner with snow, returned to the fire, and put the incense burner on the fire to bake.

The incense burner is made of pottery, the bottom is roasted by the fire, the snow inside melts into snow water, and when the water is boiling and boiling, Wu Zhiyuan takes down the incense burner, and when it is almost cold, he picks up Sheng Wanxiang and feeds her in.

After drinking the water of the half-incense burner, Sheng Wanxiang's face became more normal, she lay in Wu Zhiyuan's arms, and fell asleep again.

Wu Zhiyuan hugged the sleeping Sheng Wanxiang, looked at the fire in front of him, and had a lot of thoughts.

"Could it be that I and Wanxiang are going to spend the rest of our lives here?" Wu Zhiyuan secretly said in his heart, he began to regret that he blindly let the old man help him come to this place of impermanence, and after he came, not only did he not save the person he loved, but even his own life could not be saved.

While his thoughts wandered, Wu Zhiyuan also felt a wave of sleepiness, and unconsciously, he also closed his eyes in a daze and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept this time, in the haze, Wu Zhiyuan faintly felt that someone seemed to be tiptoeing around beside him, he woke up suddenly, looked up, and there was a person in white clothes standing in front of him, this person was standing opposite the fire, looking at him with a cold face.

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