"Huh-" To the southwest, a salute suddenly exploded in mid-air, and the blue-blue sparks scattered with a flickering light tail.

Guan Wen was taken aback, thought for a while, and immediately ran out of the courtyard and rushed towards the place where the fireworks rose.

He had a hunch that the flowers were a bad omen.

After a few ditches and a few ascents, and then a large abandoned wasteland, someone staggered over.

"Let's go...... Danger ......" That was Gu Qingcheng's voice, hoarse and struggling, as if he had been seriously injured.

Guan Wen did not hesitate at all, supported Gu Qingcheng with one hand, took out the phone with the other, and quickly dialed the phone to report Jing, which was the simplest and most direct solution.

Gu Qingcheng's body was very heavy, his right leg was limping, and he couldn't support it anymore.

Guan Wen leaned over, pulled Gu Qingcheng's arms, carried her on his back, and ran towards the road she came.

"Let's go, two people can't escape!" Gu Qingcheng shouted in Guan Wen's ear.

Dozens of paces away, the sound of footsteps approached rapidly, and the enemy was menacing and quite fast.

"I can't leave you behind-" Guan Wen was not afraid, putting his personal life and death aside, and just wanted to save Gu Chengcheng. He did this not to repay Gu Qingcheng for saving his life in the Walnut Divine Tree, but to have a pure sense of justice. The ultimate goal is not whether you can save people, but whether you stand up at a critical moment.

"Fool, you will be tired to death-" Gu Qingcheng roared angrily.

While crossing a ditch, Guan Wen stumbled and fell forward. In order not to hurt Gu Qingcheng, he didn't dare to roll with his strength, but fell forward hard, and his front chest hit the ground firmly, snorting in pain.

The people behind arrived in an instant and surrounded the two from all sides. There were four pursuers, all dressed in tight-fitting black clothes, covering their faces with black cloth scarves, revealing only hideous and evil eyes.

"Help is coming? Let's die together. One of them pointed a pistol with a silencer at Guan Wen.

"This has nothing to do with him, don't hurt the innocent......" Gu Qingcheng gritted his teeth and said breathlessly.

"As long as you are against the Blue Dragon Society, you will have to die, no exceptions. I really didn't expect that your rescuers are more incompetent than the other, it's really funny. I'll kill this guy first, and as for you, it's been a long night, and we can do something else, right, brothers?" The man holding the gun sneered evilly.

"Don't talk nonsense, kill them, the golden cicada has already given an order, whoever wants to make a branch out of the ordinary, don't be killed. After leaving Xizàng, you can find beautiful girls everywhere, don't fight the idea of the world's first female bounty hunter. She is not easy to mess with, and countless masters have died at her hands. Okay, let's do it, kill her first, and then kill this guy! The other person also pulled out his gun and pointed it at Gu Qingcheng.

At the moment when he pulled the trigger, Guan Wen pounced and pressed on Gu Qingcheng's body, blocking the bullet for her.

"Hey, this guy must be crazy, it's death early and late, what to rob?" The other two laughed, like cats and mice, laughing around Gu Tingcheng and Guan Wen.

"I ...... Give back your life-saving feelings...... Otherwise, I won't be reconciled to die...... It's a pity that I can only block one shot, and I can't help Baoling return you again......" The bullet pierced Guan Wen's left shoulder socket, which was not enough to kill him instantly, but the severe pain still made him almost unconscious.

"Okay, one bullet, two love returns." Gu Tingcheng replied, "See you in the next life." ”

"See you in the next life...... See you in the next life......" Guan Wen was dying in his life, thinking of Baoling, who was still sleeping in the family hotel. He only hopes that when he dies, there will be another affectionate man to love Baoling, accompany her through a long life, guard her night and night, and no longer let her be entangled by nightmares.

The cold muzzle of the gun was against Guan Wen's head, and he could even feel that the bullet in the chamber was full of the murderous urge to leap and try.

Suddenly, a sharp flash of lightning shot out of the darkness, flashed suddenly, and then disappeared without a trace, brighter than a thunderbolt on a summer night, but for a shorter time. Guan Wen didn't know what was going on, he thought that this was the end of his life, the next reincarnation was about to begin, and there was no more turning point.

Guan Wen woke up, he smelled the unique smell of dragon Tibetan incense, and someone was sitting opposite him, chanting in a low voice. He thought of the enemy's gun and the electric light, it was obviously a certain death, he even thought that he was dead, and now these senses of smell and hearing were just illusions in the six realms of reincarnation.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a huge mandala, boundless, colorless, all outlined by gray and white lines. In an instant, he seemed to have entered the gray world, and his body was light and jumping, as if floating in the clouds. In that world, there are mountains and rivers, pavilions and pavilions, pedestrian markets, trees and flowers, but all of them are stiff and silent, without a trace of life, completely different from the real world.

"Am I dead? Is this the yin realm within the six realms of reincarnation?" In an instant, Guan Wen's heart suddenly hung in his throat, because he still had many concerns in the real world, "What about Baoling?" Just like this, Yin Yang is separated forever? I'm not reconciled, I am not reconciled......"

He waved his hand vigorously, trying to push the black and white world away and return to the original world.

The mandala was far away, and it turned out to be just a painting depicted in the middle of the roof. What he entered was only the world in the painting. When consciousness is confused, things and self are forgotten, and people can't extricate themselves in the painting. When he is conscious, the painting is still the painting, and he is still him.

He turned his face to the right, and what he saw was the long-lost Caidan Dajie, the mysterious monk stationed in the courtyard of the Tree Master.

Caidan Dajie sat cross-legged on the wooden bed opposite, his back bent, his hands slowly and mechanically counting the ebony rosary in his hands, his eyes half-squinted, his lips constantly twitching. The scriptures he recited were in obscure language, his voice was muffled, and he couldn't understand a single word of Guan Wen.

Behind him, there was a large wooden window, through which sunlight poured in, casting dark shadows on the ground.

"Master, why am I here?" Guan Wen stood up and asked. In an instant, he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his left shoulder, and half of his body felt as if it was about to tear through it.

Caidan Dajie stopped chanting, frowned and asked, "Why can't you be here?" If it's not here, where will it be?"

"You saved me?" Guan Wen asked again.

Caidan Dajie nodded, walked over and touched Guan Wen's forehead, his expression was extremely strict: "You haven't passed the danger period yet, you have a bad burn, lie down well, don't talk too much."

Guan Wen remembered what happened before he fell unconscious, and blurted out, "What about Gu Qingcheng?" Is she alright?"

Gu Tingcheng came to Xizàng to hunt down and kill the people of the Blue Dragon Society, and once he fell into the hands of the other party, the consequences could be imagined. Guan Wen knew that although he blocked a bullet at that time, he couldn't change the final outcome.

Caidan Dajie smiled: "Of course she's fine, it's you who shot it, not her." Next time you want to do something stupid, be sure to think about whether the great treasure of Mount Nisseri is important, or the woman's life is important. ”

Guan Wen nodded lightly: "Thank you, master, for your help."

This is the ending he wants to see the most, he can help Gu Tingcheng and pay off the love he owed to the other party in the cellar battle. Of course, the moment he pounced to block the bullet, he was not just to repay his kindness, but a kind of fearless and selfless god of "I don't go to hell who will go to hell".

This is the place where Tseden Dajie first told him about the Skeleton Thangka, that is, the courtyard of Master Nai Shu of Tashilhunpo Monastery. He looked around, and there were thangka paintings by the masters of the previous generations on the walls, and the corners and corners were everywhere, each of which was a painstaking work, and the mystery and loftiness of the realm in the paintings were completely beyond the imagination of human beings, which made him confused.

He lay flat and looked up for the second time at the black-and-white mandala that occupied all the roofs, and felt more and more that the predecessors who lived in seclusion in the past had brought the thangka painting skills to the pinnacle, and future generations would never be able to surpass them. Compared with their works, the works of later generations of painters are as naïve as children's graffiti, and have no artistic conception to speak of.

"Sleep, you need to rest, there are many things to do in the future......" Caidan Dajie's palm slowly brushed from Guan Wen's face, stretched out his five fingers, and recited two incantations, Guan Wen closed his eyes again sleepily and fell asleep.

This time, Guan Wen had a long dream-

In the dream, he returned to Jinan after a long absence, in Liu's Spring Water Lane on Qushuiting Street, watching his master paint an ancient Xizàng mandala on the gray wall with one stroke.

"The brushstrokes are the Buddha's hand, and the mandala is the universe. There is a lot in the heart, and the yin yang people are broken. Do you understand? Looking at it, looking at another world that I have written. "The deepest impression that Master left on him was that he obsessively depicted the back of the mandala with one stroke. He didn't know what the point of painting that mandala repeatedly, but since the master had instructed him, he repeatedly copied and pondered the mandala on the wall.

Jinan is also known as "Spring City", there is Baotu Spring known as "the first spring in the world" in the city, there is a spring in the whole city, it does not dry up all the year round, and you can hear the murmuring of water everywhere you go. On Qushuiting Street, where Guan Wen lives, almost every household has a spring, and every household flows water, and it has become the first tourist city in Jiangbei.

The benevolent man enjoys the mountain, and the wise man enjoys the water. Guan Wen felt that he was not a wise man, but he loved the flowing water that filled the city, because water could bring him a steady stream of inspiration. His paintings, nourished by the spring water, have become more and more charming.

"Go to Tashilhunpo Monastery, that's where you can really ...... There are countless painters in the world where they display their talents, but none of them can really understand Tashilhunpo Monastery...... Go, atone for my sins, and cut off all the things I didn't have time to do...... Always remember that we do not simply live aimlessly, we have to contribute to the Pure Land and ...... our own life and strength Dedicated to the snowy plateau. Listen to me, go there, and let the mountains and rivers of Tibet awaken the power in your body......" These were Master's last words when he was dying.

"Master, I will definitely go." Guan Wen knelt down in front of the master's sickbed.

"The following words are reserved for PolyFranc, if you ...... When I saw her later, I told her exactly and not a word—'Lizhu, I have no regrets at all about what I have done, even if I am condemned by God for it, and then banished and unable to gain a foothold. From the first time I saw you, I made a decision, no matter what the cost, I will be with you, live and die together, and walk hand in hand. If you leave xizàng, my sky will fall. That's why I didn't hesitate to violate the temple rules and traveled thousands of miles to Hong Kong to find you. I always thought that I loved you for my own business, and no matter how much I did for you, I was willing. Whether you love me or not is your own business, and I will never complain about you. Before I die, I swear to my heart that within the six realms of reincarnation, no spirit will be extinguished, and I will look for you again in the next life, and I will not die until this body and this heart are destroyed'......"

The master called the name of "Poly Franc" and passed away, his arms outstretched, his ten fingers spread, and he did not blink an eye.

Guan Wen remembered that passage, but he didn't know where to find this woman named "Poly Franc". As soon as the master died, he ended his life in Jinan and resolutely entered Tibet.

In the dream, he remembered again the complex mandala on the gray wall. What is the significance of Master teaching him this?

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