The two of them quarreled for a while, and suddenly saw a man and a woman coming together in the distance. Zhang Linghui immediately returned to her fairy state and stood beside Lian Chung lightly. When the two got closer, Lian Chung realized that they were two old acquaintances. Qingluo of the Kunlun faction, and another one is the Shuiyue Nunnery Shui Ruyin that he has been pursuing. As soon as Lian Chung saw the two of them, he thought of the matter of Yandang, and couldn't help but feel sad. Zhang Linghui looked at him differently, shook his hand gently, and asked, "Do you want to go and say hello?"

Lian Chung let out a long sigh. In fact, he saw that the two Luo were very close, and he was happy for them in his heart. Just as he was hesitating, Shui Ruyin had already seen the two of them, and greeted from afar: "But Yandang Lian's junior brother?"

Don't hesitate now. Lian Songqiang smiled and greeted the two, "Senior Uncle Qingluo, Senior Sister Shui." ”

The two walked over. Shui Ruyin looked at Zhang Linghui, cheered for her cold and elegant temperament in her heart, and said with a smile: "Don't you even introduce this girl?"

Lian Chung pressed his heart sadly, and said with a smile: "This is Zhang Linghui of Longhu Mountain." He also recommended two people for Zhang Linghui. Zhang Linghui thought that Lian Chung's old love had a new love, but when he saw Shui Ruyin talking, he realized that he had misunderstood, and his expression softened a lot, and he owed himself a courtesy.

Shui Ruyin said with a smile: "It turned out to be Longhu Mountain Zhang Baiyi. It's been a long time!" Qingluo also said: "I went to Longhu Mountain with my senior brother to meet Zhang Tianshi and his wife, but I had a good relationship with Miss Zhang. I didn't expect to meet it in Tianyin Temple today. The two of them somewhat regarded Lian Chung as a younger brother, and when they looked at Zhang Linghui, they couldn't help but feel a little bit like the elders looking at the younger daughters-in-law.

Zhang Linghui felt a shyness in his heart, but he was suppressed by her, and said softly: "Linghui has also admired the two great names for a long time. ”

Lian Chung asked, "Senior Uncle Qingluo, Senior Sister Shui, why did you two come to Tianyin Temple?"

Shui Ruyin's face flushed. Qingluo said with a smile: "My senior uncle, Elder Daoling, was invited by the abbot of Fazheng to come to Tianyin Temple to discuss the birth of the Demon Gate. Because of what I have experienced, I was sent to fill in the gaps. On the way, I met Senior Sister Shui, so I came over together. ”

After Qingluo and Shui Ruyin fell in love, there was a lot less wood, and between gestures, they were overflowing. Fortunately, Lian Chung is very thick-skinned, but he doesn't feel ashamed. Shui Ruyin looked at Lian Chung carefully again, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Lian is a celestial appearance." After being so badly injured that day, he is now as good as ever. ”

Lian Chung smiled bitterly. Shui Ruyin knew that he didn't want to think about Cai Yun, so he changed the topic and asked him about what happened after the separation. Lian Chung picked up the important ones and mentioned them briefly with her. Qingluo heard that he actually got rid of He Luo, and together with Daotong and Zuo He Yan, he destroyed the Yangtze River Silt Demon, and also saw Yao Quan, Yu Xue and his wife, and couldn't help sighing: "Brother Lian is really blessed." This is also thanks to your chivalrous courage and love and righteousness, otherwise these seniors would never want to associate with you. ”

The names of these three people are really messy. Lian Chung called Shui Ruyin his senior sister, and because his master and his wife intersected with Qingyuan Qingluo's peers, he called Qingluo his uncle. In Qingluo's heart, he and Shui Ruyin must be of the same generation, so he is called Lian Song's younger brother. In fact, the three are about the same age. Fortunately, everyone is not from the same sect, so they call it indiscriminately.

Lian Chung shook his head and said, "How can there be any luck? ”

Qingluo smiled: "Luck is luck. Even the younger brother has a lot of experience with the Demon Gate. If you have time, when the time comes, you may wish to come and listen to it. ”

Lian Chung's heart was pounding. Sitting and talking with today's top martial arts figures, it makes people's blood run high when they think about it. Although it is likely that he just sat and listened without saying anything. Zhang Linghui's eyes moved, and he suddenly thought that in this way, the lover would definitely add a lot of points in front of his grandfather, so he gently pushed Lian Chung. Lian Chung smiled and said: "Left and right, we all have to wait here for the mountain master, that is, my future grandfather, so it is better to be respectful." ”

Zhang Linghui heard him call Ren Zhongting his future grandfather, and gave him a long look. Others saw her calmly, but Lian Chung saw the shame in her eyes. Qingluo and Shui Ruyin didn't react at first, but after figuring it out, they couldn't help but smile.

The four of them walked along the forest path, talking as they went, and soon came to a small courtyard. There was no door in the small courtyard, only a circle of plum trees, sparsely falling with some small flowers, surrounding a small thatched hut in the center. Qingluo sighed: "This house is simple and clumsy, and it has twelve points of elegance. But I don't know which senior's house it is?"

While he was talking, a stocky little monk came out of the thatched hut, with big eyes and a wide mouth, and a very honest appearance, but his expression was cold. The little monk saluted the four of them and said, "Amitabha." Four donors, Master invited the four donors to speak. ”

The four of them glanced at each other, but they didn't know the little monk. Qingluo groaned slightly, and said with a smile: "So there is a little master Lao to lead the way." ”

The little monk led the four into the house. The room was very small, and in the middle sat a kind old monk. Seeing the four people coming in, he smiled slightly, and his voice was extremely kind and gentle: "Four young heroes, please take a seat." With a wave of his hand, the cabinet next to it opened without wind, and the four futons landed steadily in front of the four people. The four of them saluted and sat down one by one.

The old monk said: "The emptiness of the poor monk has been waiting here for the four for thirty years. ”

Zhang Linghui frowned lightly and asked, "The master is the plum blossom monk who came to Tianyin Temple from the Western Regions forty years ago to seek scriptures?"

The old monk's face showed a hint of joy. He spoke very slowly, and said: "The poor monk has practiced dry meditation for decades, and his mind has not moved. When I got up early today, my heartstrings were plucked, which was for the first fate. When you came, the old monk and the bad disciple did not do their homework, and they never made a mistake. When the old monk mentioned my common legal name, the female benefactor actually knew that the old monk was for the third fate. The old monk has been waiting for 30 years, and today he can be released. He spoke faster and faster, and was evidently overjoyed.

Lian Chung asked, "I don't know why the master is waiting for me, and how do you know that we are the one who is waiting for the master?"

The plum blossom monk said with a smile: "On the four donors, the Buddha, Taoism, and Confucianism are complete. Dare to ask all the teachers?"

The four of them introduced themselves one by one. The plum blossom monk nodded and said, "Sure enough, they are all famous families." Sighing, he seemed to be much more relaxed, and said: "The poor monk was originally from the Dayue clan, because he admired the Chinese clothes, and came to Middle Earth at the age of twelve to learn art. Fortunately, I met a famous teacher and learned some superficial kung fu. Thirty years ago, when a poor monk was chasing a villain, he was careless and was seriously injured and was rescued by a witch wandering doctor. That traveling doctor was a big man in the northern steppes. He was terminally ill at that time, and in order to save me, he made himself run out of oil. When he was leaving, he entrusted the child to me. He pointed to his apprentice. The four of them looked at the little monk, who was eight or nine years old at most, and couldn't help but be very surprised.

The plum blossom monk smiled and said, "When I first met him, he looked like this. Over the years, it hasn't changed. ”

The little monk's face was blank and silent. The plum blossom monk's eyes were full of love, and he said: "I don't like to talk like this disciple, don't blame you." Apprentice, for the teacher has a plain manuscript and puts it in the master of the law. Go and fetch it for me. ”

He glanced at the four of them and said, "I'm a disciple, born with a hard life, and I haven't even obtained the Dharma name, and I've always been called this by a disciple." I really wronged him. He lowered his face, as if reminiscing about the past. The four did not dare to disturb.

After a while, the plum blossom monk raised his head, his eyes flashed, and the whole person changed into an extremely shrewd and capable temperament, and there was no trace of kindness. He said in a deep voice, "You don't need to panic. This apprentice of mine is a demon envoy, and he is also an extremely important figure in the demon race. ”

As soon as he said this, the four of them were immediately dumbfounded. The plum blossom monk raised his hand to suppress the question of the four people: "There is not much time, and my disciples are quite fast." Listen to me first. The Wu Clan's traveling doctor is named Ra Bagan, and there is a Han named Zong Gan, who was originally the second son of the Hun Zuoxian King. His Huns were defeated by the founding emperor of this dynasty a hundred years ago, and they have been living in the bitter cold land of Mobei. That generation didn't know what slander they had heard, and they actually wanted to conspire with the demons in the world, and they also found this demon envoy. Although Zong Gan was a Hunnian, he also knew how cooperating with the demon clan was different from seeking skin with the tiger, so he pretended to be sincere and gained Shan Yu's trust, looking for an opportunity to steal this envoy out. Running away from the chase along the way, the warriors around me were killed and wounded, and finally met me. He asked me to take my apprentice back to the Central Plains, hide carefully, not teach the demons to find out, and he mustered up his courage to lead away the pursuers. There was no more news from him. ”

The plum blossom monk said a lot of words in one breath, coughed twice, and continued: "The demon clan has a total of three envoys, mainly responsible for finding the reincarnated demon god who has not yet awakened. This induction itself must also be reincarnated like the Great Demon God, but after their reincarnation, it is much easier to awaken. Fortunately, my disciple has never awakened, and I don't know his true identity. ”

All four were terrifying. Qingluo said: "Master Gaoyi, I don't know what the master commands?"

The plum blossom monk coughed a few more times, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. Looking at the handkerchief again, it was already a red color. wiped off the bloodstains, still calm and calm, and said with a smile: "What the poor monk said about fate just now is actually nonsense. I'm just hanging in one breath right now. Last month I had a recurrence of my old injury and I knew that my days were numbered. These days, we are always looking for the right person. It's just that I've always been off the beaten track here, so I hate to prepare for it in advance. Yesterday, I was still thinking that I couldn't find a suitable candidate, so I had to repair a book and let me go to find the senior monks of Tianyin Temple by myself. Remember, the best thing in the world to restrain demonic nature is Buddha-nature. Therefore, it is best to choose a famous mountain and a big temple and entrust me to my disciples. Tianyin Temple, Suigetsu Temple, Puji Temple, etc. ”

The plum blossom monk said this, and coughed violently again, the handkerchief was already soaked with blood, and he couldn't even sit steadily. Lian Chung and Qingluo wanted to help him, but let him wave his hand and gently push it away: "The four must ensure the safety of my apprentice." If he dies, he doesn't know where he will be reincarnated. It is better not to get hurt at all, so as not to provoke his demonic nature. Read the Bible as much as you can every day to dispel your anger. ”

The four nodded yes. Shui Ruyin said: "Master, please rest assured. In a few moments, we will take the disciples to Tianyin Temple. In case the Tianyin Temple does not accept it, the disciple is from the Shuiyue Nunnery, and he must also ask the master to take him in. ”

The plum blossom monk chuckled and said, "In this way, I will live for the common people in the world, thank you donors!"

The four of them didn't dare to say anything. Qingluo said: "Master, don't do this. There are many negative masters in the world!"

The plum blossom monk smiled: "The poor monk is also a member of the world, what is there to lose." However, if you have time, please take my ashes back to the shore of the Snow Lotus Lake of the Otsuki Clan. Shaking his head and smiling bitterly: "After practicing Zen all my life, I still have no vulgar thoughts." The four laughed. ”

The apprentice of the plum blossom monk happened to come in at this time and said, "Master, Master Faxiang is not in the temple. The apprentice has already left a message for Senior Brother Yuanzhen. ”

The plum blossom monk nodded. Lian Chung smiled and said: "The master is cheerful and open-minded, and if he is vulgar, there is nothing." ”

The plum blossom monk nodded lightly, looked directly at the four of them, and admonished: "Don't let my disciples be hurt." ”

Without waiting for the four to answer, the plum blossom monk made a lotus blossoming gesture in front of him with both hands, and said softly: "A hundred years in a hurry, like dew and electricity." Born with suffering, why die without joy? Go back, go to the jungle!"

The four of them didn't dare to alarm his Dharma body, and sat silently for a while. The boy was silent, but wept quietly. After the time of two pillars of incense, the disciple suddenly said, "Actually, I have a name." My name is Apo. ”

Shui Ruyin smiled softly at him and said, "Ah Bao, the master said that he would let you stay in Tianyin Temple, or go to Shuiyue Nunnery to practice. Would you like to?"

Abao didn't have any expression and said, "I'm all right." ”

Shui Ruyin said: "The master said before that he would cremate his Dharma body and bring him back to his hometown. Let's escort him to Tianyin Temple first, and then arrange for the ritual to be overdue!"

Lian Chung shook his head and said: "The master has lived in the Hanging Mountain for so long, although he has had some contacts, he has never started, I think there is a reason for him." In my opinion, the master is so open-minded that he won't mind a little vulgarity, so we can just cremate him here. ”

Qingluo and Zhang Linghui also felt the same. Shui Ruyin asked Abao, "Then what do you say about Abao's junior brother?"

Abao said: "Even the donor has a point. Let's cremate Master! It's this house, and it won't be useful in the future, so we'll be cremated together. His tone was light, as if there was no nostalgia. The four of them were not surprised. At that moment, he and Abao found a lot of firewood and piled it around the house. He also put the plum blossom monk body on a futon and invited him to the door of the house. Lian Chung summoned his mana, and suddenly a fire burst onto it, wrapping the plum blossom monk and his grass hut in it. The firelight reflects the red or yellow plum blossoms around it, showing a bit of poignant. Ah Bao watched the plum blossom monk's body gradually turn to ashes, and he was stunned. Tears flowed all over his face, and he didn't wipe them.

Lian Chung is going to Tibet and Dashi, and he is the best person to escort the ashes of the mage back to his hometown. The four of them cleaned up and took Abao back to Tianyin Temple. As soon as Apo entered the room, he shut himself tightly in the door. Shui Ruyin wanted to comfort him, but he could not enter the door.