Behind the screen, you can see his hands drawing circles in mid-air, slowly closing them.

Dongfang Shiming does not agree with the words of dry Zen clothes. He had to nod slightly: "The abbot said this, and the juniors will consider it more." Thank you again to the abbot, the juniors will say goodbye. ”

But before he could turn around and want to act, Ku Zenyi then said: "Everything has its own cause and effect, and heavenly principles have their own certainty." Human intervention is not feasible. Your mother has her life, and this body has reached bliss, not to mention that the things of the year are over, and the past is over, but the old man has this advice: It is better to stop here. ”

Dongfang Shiming's heart couldn't help but churn. However, he still bowed respectfully one last time, turned around and left with Bai Artemisia.

If it is said that the murder of innocent people is their fate, then how can it be clear from heaven that evil will be rewarded?

If it is said that the pain of a loved one can be attributed to cause and effect, then how can a kind person be innocent and swallow his anger?

Dongfang Shiming was puzzled, maybe what the abbot said made sense, but he couldn't accept it if he put himself in his shoes.

Hua Qiu also bid farewell to the abbot and followed him to lead Dongfang Shiming down the tower. The walls are full of Sanskrit like thunder and drums, and in addition to the solemnity, there is a trace of rapid noise.

It wasn't until he walked out of the tower that Dongfang Shiming glanced back at the pagoda and found that the original tower had nine floors.

Coming here, Dongfang Shiming has also returned to reason.

In any case, the trip has gained a lot. Dongfang Shiming took a deep breath and slowly walked out with Hua Qiu who was walking in front.

The withered kapok forests remain. The cold wind swirled and fluttered, and from time to time you could feel a biting chill.

"The power of the abbot...... It's funny to think about. Dongfang Shiming chatted to relieve the depression in his heart and talked to Hua Qiu.

"Hey, donor, don't you see it?" Hua Qiu looked taken aback and turned around.

Artemisia tilted her head and listened. Dongfang Shiming then put Fang Cai's conjecture on the table: "Rong withered flowers, withered Zen clothes, midwinter and withered plants, as well as sensitive hearing and sound transmission." Adding up, I guess the abbot has the skill of listening to and transmitting sound through withered plants as a medium. ”

"Huh?" Bai Artemisia exclaimed, "Is it really that amazing? ”

Hua Qiu was also surprised, and Dongfang Shiming knew that eight or nine were not far from ten. Before he could reply, he heard an echo from his ears like just now: "What the old man can, it is." You're very smart. ”

I never thought that even what I said when I came here, the abbot could hear it, and although Bai Artemisia couldn't believe it, he had to believe it.

Hua Qiu smiled: "This is the abbot's unique magic skill, and the abbot can know our practice in the temple clearly." ”

Dongfang Shiming nodded: "This kind of magic skill is indeed very powerful. ”

Looking at the dry weeds on the ground, the white artemisia was cautious when stepping on it. As if fearing that they all have life, every step will step on the ears of the master abbot.

The three of them walked through the main hall together and came to the entrance of the flower seat. Walking here, Hua Qiu seemed to have something on her mind, and said to the two of them mysteriously, "Let me send you to the door." ”

Dongfang Shiming and the two were puzzled, but they also accepted his kindness. Hua Qiu and the two of them walked through the gate until they reached the place where the horses were tethered, and then stopped.

Dongfang Shiming had already seen that he seemed to have something to say. Seeing that he was looking around at the moment, he couldn't help asking, "Little Master Huaqiu, is there anything else?" ”

Only then did Hua Qiu straighten up. He folded his hands and said: "The donor guessed very correctly just now, but there is another point, our abbot's ability is within the range, and he can't hear the abbot when he is out of the distance of the flower seat." ”

"Oh......" Dongfang Shiming touched his chin. This is also reasonable, if such an ability can be extended indefinitely, it will inevitably require too much of the caster's foundation, and it will also be too powerful.

"But you're here to tell us this?" Bai Artemisia asked as she went over to untie the reins.

Hua Qiu shook her head: "No, it's not. Actually, I was the last thing I said to my abbot...... Well, it doesn't feel good. ”

Oriental poetry was attracted to the spirit. He re-examined the little monk in front of him and smiled, "What the abbot said makes sense. Didn't he say it before like he did today? ”

Hua Qiu still shook his head: "No, the abbot has always been like this." But I don't think the benefactor's business can be viewed so simply......"

Hua Qiu is hesitant, and I can't tell why I can't talk about it here. Dongfang Shiming observed him for a moment, and finally reached out and put his hand on the little monk's colorful shoulder: "I know what you mean." Rest assured, this is our business and we have our own decisions on how to deal with it. - This time, I would like to thank the little master. ”

Now that Dongfang Shiming had understood his thoughts, Hua Qiu had no choice but to scratch his head and grin shyly: "No, it's okay." Just call me Huaqiu, the donor doesn't have to be so polite. ”

Dongfang Shiming and the two got on the horse, and Hua Qiu Mu sent them off. It wasn't until Dongfang Shiming turned the horse's head that he moved his steps and slowly returned to the flower seat.

However, Dongfang Shiming did not set off immediately. He watched the back of the flower fur from behind, until he turned into the gate of the flower seat, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Shiming, what's wrong?" Seeing that he was delayed in leaving, Bai Hao asked.

Dongfang Shiming retracted his gaze: "No, it's okay." Let's go...... After running for a few days, it's time to take a break and sort out your thoughts. ”

With that, he tightened his grip on the reins. The horse raised its hooves and galloped away as fast as it could be.

…………

At the same time, the Nether Heavens, the shores of the East China Sea.

The waves are magnificent, and the angry waves crash on the shore. The distant sky was full of haze, shrouded in the cascading expanse of the sea and sky.

The gale was fierce like a war drum. Poinsettia plum stands alone on the reef on the shore, like a rebellious lone eagle.

The foam sent salty moisture and slammed it towards his cheeks. Poinsettia Plum casts its gaze into the endless distance, as if something amazing is faintly looming there.

But there was nothing over there except the huge waves visible to the naked eye.

Han Chan's commission, to this day, he still feels a little weird.

The Hanhai depicted by the hand of the painter is almost the same as what is seen in front of you. But there is nothing but calm, and nothing but calm.

The cold wind is bone-chilling. Poinsettia plum is used to the cold, and the joints of her hands are a little numb.

It's the second day he's been here. Looking at the gloomy and dark sky, Poinsettia Plum immediately turned around and planned to leave. It seems that today, too, there is no expected harvest.

Turning around, he flew away from several seagulls parked behind him. However, at the moment when the eyes followed the seagull to rise, on a towering reef not too far from the poinsettia plum, there was a vague figure!

Poinsettia plum's eyes are sharp. When he noticed the man's movements, he immediately subconsciously lucked out his sword-

That person, it seems, wants to jump into the sea!