A scrawny old monk was wielding a sparse bamboo broom in his hand to sweep a puddle of water in front of the house.

Because the broom was too sparse, the old monk tried tirelessly to sweep the rainwater from the pond to the potholes on the side of the road, but every time he ended up "the bamboo basket was empty".

The rainwater in the pond leaks back down the big crack of the broom, and even if it is swept out, it will turn around and flow backwards into the pond. If you can't sweep away the water, the broom is working in vain.

"Master, you ...... Why do you have to work so hard?" asked Shaoyi as he stepped forward and put his palms together.

"The old man is going to drive the water into that jar. The old monk put down the broom, returned the salute, and then replied slowly.

Shaoyi struggled to look around in the dark, and it turned out that there was a large water tank seven steps away from the ponding beach.

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "The junior took the liberty to say that according to Master's approach, I am afraid that I will never be able to sweep this water into that water tank." As...... The juniors carried it over ......"

Before he finished speaking, Shaoyi intuitively felt that Long Yi glared at him, knowing that he didn't know the depth of the problem again, fortunately, Gu Gu was not around, and there was another housekeeper like Long Yi. One less hurriedly shut up.

The old monk smiled, ignored the young man on the side, and continued to sweep his water with a bamboo broom

Seeing that Long Yi had turned around and walked towards the Scripture Pavilion, he turned his head and reluctantly glanced at the shabby old monk who had fallen into the patch, and saluted with his palms.

"Heaven and earth have affection, thoughts are good, and Cihang is a ...... of its own" At this time, the old monk was already a hundred steps behind him, however, the twelve words in his mouth were like a mantra, lingering in his ears.

Even Long Yi, who had never believed in gods, ghosts, Buddhas, and immortals, couldn't help but listen and looked back.

I saw the old monk holding the broom handle with both hands, sweeping and sweeping, and the end of the bamboo broom was raised with the rain that had just been swept up, drawing an arc in mid-air, and went straight to the water tank...... The pool of water on the ground miraculously turned into a water dragon and flew out of the ground, and all of it fell into the water tank seven steps away along the trajectory of the broomstick.

The old monk stroked a sparse beard and looked into the air, but smiled silently.

The novelty of one or three steps less and two steps, ran back to the water tank, through the candlelight from the window, only to see half of the tank of clear rain has not yet calmed down, and then turned back, less than a look at the old monk sweeping the water, the ground is only a watermark that has not dried to dry.

"Huh, why is Master gone?"

"Who said the old man is gone-" On the stone steps in front of the small house, the old monk sat cross-legged and looked at Shaoyi calmly.

Shao Yi stepped forward and asked, "Dare to ask Master Buddha's name?"

"The old man is just a sweeper, with no name and no number. ”

"Well, then does Master know how the cypress tree in the forest fell?"

"I don't know—I don't know—" The old monk replied, shaking his head.

"Knock-" A drop of water on the eaves suddenly fell into the water tank.

"Master, water drops into the tank. ”

"You enter and I enter, and you don't get out and you don't enter. Shaoyi glanced at the water tank again, and there were no ripples, could it be his own delusion just now?

"The small house is a certain distance from the big tank, how can there be water falling on the eaves and water droplets directly into the tank?!" Shaoyi shook his head, afraid that the excitement was coming out, so he looked away.

No! When he lowered his head, he heard the sound of water dripping into the tank again.

However, looking at the vat again, the level in the vat is as quiet as a mirror.

"Master, water drops into the tank. ”

"Is it you, or is it a drop of water?" the old monk smiled slowly, but he didn't answer well.

Shaoyi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and he clasped his palms together and bowed goodbye to the old monk.

Long Yi didn't understand Zen machines, and was surrounded by the conversation between Shaoyi and the old monk. Shaoyi walked up to him and said, "Gugu and they have left the temple." ”

Although Long Yi didn't know how to participate in meditation and enlightenment, he knew that no one knew better than this old monk what happened in the cypress forest, and as for how Shaoyi knew, he would not go into details.

......

At this time, the mountain gate of the temple has been surrounded by forbidden troops dressed in black and holding autumn thunder knives.

Long Yi saw at a glance that the proudly headed and tall horse was the prince Jiyang, he glanced at the calm Shao Yibu beside him, pulled him to the side of the Heavenly King Palace, and said: "Something is not right tonight, the previous time it was the Sickle Gang, and this time it is the forbidden army...... Let's take a detour to avoid it. ”

Shaoyi nodded in agreement: "My two swords are already registered, so I won't cause any trouble." It's just that a few ruffians died on the street, and although there was no human or material evidence left in the heavy rain, it was better to be on guard. ”

Long Yi was sent to the capital by the general Ji Hao to protect the two babies from Xishan, Shaoyi and Gugu.

At that time, Ji Hao repeatedly told him that he must not let Shaoyi and Prince Jiyang meet. Although Ji Hao did not tell the reason, Long Yi had already read it from the general's eyes: If Shaoyi and Jiyang meet, there will be serious consequences.

At this time, it was the sheep outside the mountain gate.

......

Shao Yi looked at the young man on the black horse outside the mountain gate, who was gorgeously dressed and had a figure and face as thin as himself, and turned around and left with Long Yi.

He had probably guessed who the man on the tall horse was

Climb over a wall behind the Blue Palace, and outside is Tianhe City. It was past midnight, and there was not half a figure in the street, except for the soldiers who were on duty and on patrol.

Jumping down from the wall of Jianfukuji Temple, I looked up and saw that the night sky had cleared, and a crescent moon looked down on the entire Cloudsdale above the clouds. A series of footsteps from far to near......

At this moment, Gugu had indeed left the temple and went to Suzaku Street......

And the sheep just left the gate of the temple with its front feet......

The two forbidden soldiers who made the string of footsteps in Tianhe City were still chasing the two girls, and behind them, Shaoyi and Long Yi were following from a distance......

"Wait, listen. Coo said to Anar with a nervous expression.

Hearing this, Anar didn't matter, and even the soles of her feet trembled, and it became more and more difficult to escape......

A huge black figure came from the north side of Suzaku Street, although there was only one person, but this person alone was enough to make the air freeze instantly.

Gugu saw clearly, it turned out that this black figure was similar to the person she saw in the attic of the wine store on the first night she went to the clouds, and had a similar physique. It's just that this guy in front of him is even taller than that night.

"It's a demon!" said Gugu, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

This demon was getting closer and closer to Gugu and Anar, and at the same time, the two forbidden troops who had been chasing after each other also turned around from Tianhe City at this time and hurried up Suzaku Street.

Next, a dramatic scene occurred, and the two forbidden soldiers saw that the huge black figure not only stopped chasing, but turned and ran.

This time, one of the forbidden soldiers crashed headlong into Long Yi, who was chasing behind him.

Long Yi pushed it away, and in the blink of an eye, the others were already standing between the demon people and Gugu.