A ruined temple.

It has been abandoned for more than ten years, and can only be used by pedestrians to take shelter from the rain.

To the south, winter is always coming later.

So it's still raining, cold rain, and one or two layers of clothes can't resist it.

On the hundred-mile-long road, there was only this place where they could rest temporarily, and the people who hurried here hid here, crowded into the only place where they could not be exposed to the rain.

There is a fat monk, a thin Taoist priest, and a fierce-looking bare-chested man, a clever child of seven or eight years old and a thirty-year-old woman wrapped in a square scarf, like a mother and son.

It was dark early in the morning, and all I could hear was the sound of rain. The five of them occupied four corners, each looking at the rain outside the eaves, with different thoughts.

The clever child found a green lantern in the ruined temple and tried several times before lighting it and placing it in the middle of the crowd.

There was no dry firewood around, the grass was drenched, and the beams could not be removed, so they could only rely on this lamp to exude a little warmth to resist the invasion of darkness.

The door panel of the outer courtyard to keep out the wind was pushed open, and two dark shadows entered.

There was a hint of alertness in the eyes of the five people, and they looked at each other for a very short time, and then turned their eyes in time while the other party had not yet passed through the darkness.

"Hey, two guys, shut the door!" the bare-chested man roared as soon as he made a noise, almost shaking off a few tiles.

A figure turned and lifted the door panel on the floor, blocking it back on, blocking out the wind.

The two figures walked quite slowly, like Xiucai who always lived in a book and didn't know the danger, thinking about anything and doing anything according to what he learned in the book. Walking under the eaves of the ruined temple, the two gently shook off the rain on their bodies.

The bare-chested man opened his eyes angrily, not that he wanted to be like this, but that he was born like this, so he relied on this fierce appearance to scare people, and he said to the two people who were like Xiucai: "There is no land for you here, you two are still standing, just to block the wind for me." ”

The two figures did not refute, and stood under the eaves, which became two door panels, blocking the wind.

These two people are Wang Shi and the actor.

Further south, it is about to step out of the Eastern Immortal Domain, which is a small country on the border, and the cultivators with it can count with their fingers, and safely avoided the great wars all over the Eastern Immortal Domain, and the people still live in this land according to the original trajectory.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes of cultivators are bigger. However, in terms of the excitement of the story, the rivers and lakes in the world are not inferior to the rivers and lakes of cultivators.

The thin Taoist priest glanced at the fat monk, and snorted and said, "Old bald donkey, aren't you merciful? In line with the principle that I don't go to hell and who goes to hell, shouldn't you go out and let these two donors outside sit down?" Of course, the thin Taoist priest was not for the two people outside, he just didn't like the fat monk.

The fat monk squinted at the thin Taoist priest and said, "Bull nose, haven't you heard that you should do to others what you don't want to be done to you?" ”

The thin Taoist sneered and said, "What a lewd thief!" Then he glanced at the pair that seemed to be mother and son, and continued, "This daughter-in-law should be on guard, beware of this lewd thief!"

The thirty-year-old woman, petite, with a good countenance, only a little sad, lowered her head slightly, and stared with sorrow between her eyebrows, as if she had just lost her husband and raised her children alone, and her life was extremely difficult.

The woman didn't pay attention to the words of the thin Taoist, she raised her head and looked at the two "door panels" under the eaves, with a slight pleading in her eyes.

There are no eyes on the back of a person, but you can always feel it when someone is looking at you, but the two of them don't turn around.

The actor kept his usual smile and said, "I'm afraid the rain won't stop tonight." ”

Wang Shi just looked at the sky and said, "I'm going to leave again later." ”

"Then you look at it more, you won't be able to see it for a long time in the future. ”

"You'll see. ”

Wang Shi and the drama didn't have anything to say, just watching the rain and the sky, each thinking about their own thoughts. Of course, their ears are also listening to what is behind them.

When a person is bored, counting the rain is a worthwhile thing to do, let alone listening to stories.

The thirty-year-old woman heard every word that the drama said to Wang Shi clearly, and the sorrow between her brows became a little stronger, and she lowered her head again and began to think about things.

The child cat was beside the woman, with a pair of big black and white eyes turning around, watching the expressions of everyone present and the shadows brought by the flickering lights flickering and short.

The fat monk and the thin Taoist priest's quarrel became more and more intense, and they exchanged words.

The thin Taoist priest wrinkled his nose and said in a sharp voice: "Old bald donkey, don't think that I don't know where you come from, the lewd stick of Tuo'an Temple, I don't know how many good women have been ruined!"

The fat monk also said in a calm voice: "Niu Nose, do you think I don't know who you are?

The bare-chested man suddenly burst into thunder, roared, and said, "Shut the fuck, I want to be quiet for a while." ”

The thin Taoist, the fat monk and the mother and son couldn't help but look at him, and a trace of sharpness flashed in their eyes, but they were all well hidden and would not be discovered by anyone.

The bare-shouldered man raised his eyebrows and looked at the two people standing under the eaves, his eyes widened, and he raised his voice and said, "Two bed bugs under the eaves, why don't you turn around to look at grandpa?"

The sound shocked everyone, and the bare-chested man was a little complacent, but the two people outside the door didn't move at all, which made him really annoyed, so he wanted to deter them.

The drama said: "Let's turn around, but even if the door is opened, I'm afraid the wind won't be able to stop it." ”

The bare-chested man couldn't lose face, so he shouted at the moment: "Turn around!"

The actor smiled, turned around, and the wall blocking the wind was half missing, and the wind immediately blew in, instantly wheezing the ravages of the lamp, and the light and shadow were chaotic, shining on the black and white mask, coupled with the smile of the play, it suddenly turned into a ghost.

As if he had pierced a ridge of ice in his heart, the bare-chested man was covered in hair, pretending to be calm, forcing himself to stare at the face of the play, and shouted: "Take off your mask, pretend to be a ghost, who are you to scare?"

The fat monk and the thin Taoist priest were also taken aback in their hearts, and they all muttered in their hearts: "Pretending to be a ghost, it looks like black and white, can it really hook people's souls?"

The child was so frightened that he got into the woman's arms, and seemed to tremble. The woman patted the child gently, and also lowered her head, not daring to look at the face of the play again.

Hearing this, the actor smiled and said, "It's okay if you want me to take off the mask, but I'm afraid this friend next to me won't agree." ”

The bare-chested man snorted coldly and said, "Don't you know my prestige, grandfather? Lao Tzu is the Xiaoyun Tiger of the Eighteen Prefectures of Jingyun!"

The faces of the fat monk and the thin Taoist priest both showed stunned and surprised looks, but if you dig deeper, you can find that this is all pretended, and there is no lack of sneers underneath. However, the bare-shouldered man didn't realize it, thinking that everyone was shocked by him, and he felt a little proud in his heart.

The actor nodded abruptly and said, "I know." ”

Seeing such an attitude of the play, the bare-shouldered man was furious, suddenly got up, strode forward, broke his fingers out a series of crisp sounds, and said: "Today, grandpa will personally take off your mask to see if there is a girl's face under your mask!"

The broken temple is only ten steps in size, and the bare-shouldered man soon came to the front of the play, directly stretched out his big palm like a fan, and just wanted to pick it up, but after thinking about it, his face suddenly turned angry, and his palm suddenly fanned down.

It is more majestic to fan off the mask than to take it off with your hands.

The drama kept a smile and looked at the Howling Cloud Tiger that shook the Eighteen Prefectures of Jingyun.

Syllable!

Just as the bare-chested man's slap landed on the actor's mask, a stone struck the man's wrist, causing his hand to bounce out and causing him to take two steps back.

"Who?, who the fuck attacked Lao Tzu behind the back?" the bare-shouldered man immediately grabbed his wrist, gritted his teeth in pain, the stone was small and small, but the force was skillful, and the stone-like palm was easily knocked back, which showed that the person behind him had profound skills.

The fat monk and the thin Taoist priest both suddenly held their breath, and their eyes swept around vigilantly. The woman's head was lowered, and the misery and sorrow between her eyebrows were thicker.

In the ruins behind the ruined temple, a voice was heard.

"To spare people and spare people, it is always a life, let him go. The voice was extremely vicissitudes, and when I heard it, I knew that it was an old man.

The bare-shouldered man turned around and shouted angrily: "Spare a fart! Dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has taught you a lesson!"

In the ruins, a rickety old man walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

A cloth coat with many patches on it, it looks like it has been worn for many years, and the same is true for the shoes, but it is still neat, and the old man should be quite diligent. The face is clear, there are a few wisps of goatee, and there is also a bit of fairy wind and bones.

The old man looked at the play, his eyes were calm, and he said: "If you kill one less person a day, you will kill a thousand fewer people in a thousand days." Shaoxia, this man is just a little reckless and reckless, don't worry too much. ”

Only then did the bare-chested man realize that the old man did not ask him to spare people, but let the man with the black and white mask spare him, and he became even more annoyed and rushed towards the old man.

The thin Taoist priest next to him said coldly: "Xiaoyunhu, if you don't want to die, you should stay honest!"

The fat monk muttered in a low voice on the side: "Even if you talk a lot, you are not afraid of choking to death." ”

The bare-shouldered man paused, stared at the thin Taoist priest and the fat monk, and said angrily: "A group of dogs don't know Taishan's things, Lao Tzu even cleaned up with you today......!

Before he could turn around, the bare-shouldered man fainted and fell to the ground.

The old man glanced at the thin Taoist, the fat monk, the woman and the child, and said, "Crazy Taoist, wine and meat monk, poisonous lady and ghost boy, your old grudges have also been written off, don't kill any more." ”

The child suddenly got out of the woman's arms, stared at the old man, and asked sharply: "Old man, can you manage the master?" The woman immediately slapped the child, raised her miserable face, and said in a pleading voice: "Old man, these two people killed my husband and came to hunt down our orphans and widows. We can let go of our grudges, but can they let go? Out of this temple, they will have to kill us again! Who will be able to get us then?"

The fat monk snorted coldly: "Lady Poison, don't pretend, who in the martial arts doesn't know your reputation?

The thin Taoist priest said: "Presumably your old man is the old man of Zuo Chunqiu who has retired for many years, please leave this matter alone today." ”

The woman's face changed suddenly, and she looked at the fat monk and the thin Taoist priest coldly, and said: "You two have it! The world is as black as a crow, no one should look down on anyone, and no one should say that they are doing the right thing for heaven! If you hadn't received one million taels of silver from Hai Dafu, would you be willing to sacrifice your life to hunt down and kill the old lady? Hai Dafu? You want to go to the old lady but you were crippled by the old lady, and you still want to take revenge? Kill the eighteen members of the Gusu family, and don't look at how the Gusu family treated us both before!"

The old man's gaze didn't fall on anyone, he just looked at the play and said, "Young man, sit down." ”

The argument between the three came to an abrupt end. People who can make a first-class reputation in the rivers and lakes are all smart people, like the fainted Xiaoyun Tiger can live until now It is a blessing, the three of them immediately sensed that something was wrong, and they stopped talking at the moment.

The actor just smiled slightly and didn't speak.

Wang Shi turned around and said, "We won't kill anyone. ”

The old man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Please take a seat." ”

Wang Shi walked towards the vacant place, sat down, took a look at the play, and found a place to sit down.

The fat monk, the thin Taoist priest and the poisonous lady, and the ghost boy also held their breath, looking at the old man and the two strange young men, as if they could hide themselves all in this way. The old man said to the few of them, "You all go, the temple here is too small." ”

As soon as the ghost boy wanted to speak, he was stopped by Mrs. Poison, and the four of them glanced at it tacitly, and immediately walked outside the temple, walking towards the east and west. They all knew very well that the old man was letting them run for their lives.

The old man named Zuo Chunqiu said: "Presumably, the two of them are used to seeing grudges and vendettas on the rivers and lakes. ”

Wang Shi said: "If you don't get used to it, you won't see it." ”

"So the old man hid in this temple for twelve years, and he didn't want to see him again. Zuo Chunqiu said with a smile.

Wang Shi looked at the green lantern on the ground and softly repeated "twelve years".

"Where did you come from, and where are you going?"

"From twelve years ago, to twelve years later. The drama said.

Zuo Chunqiu laughed and said: "It's not that I drove the two of you away, coming from such a place, going to such a place, and rushing in a rainy night is the best." ”

Wang Shi, who had just sat down, stood up and said, "Thank you, uncle, it's just right to hurry on a rainy night." ”

The actor had to stand up.

The two of them left the ruined temple and walked all the way to the west, disappearing into the rainy night.

Zuo Chunqiu did not blow out the green lantern, as if he could see twelve years in the light and shadow.

The rain didn't stop.

People don't stop.