Mountain fog is common, but the mountain fog of this mountain does not disperse all year round. Tang Xun and his entourage climbed the high mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland. Here, they could overlook the earth, and the entire Jiangmeng City was in full view at this time, and it seemed to be close ahead.

Climbed most of the mountain, a jungle hideaway, a temple gate looming.

Walking through the jungle, you can see the temple in its entirety. It's the same as a normal temple, nothing special, the only difference is that it's too hidden.

Hanjiang Temple, that's its name.

"This mountain is called Mulberry Mountain, including several peaks, behind the mountain is a big river, called Hanjiang, which is also the origin of the name of our temple. Zong Shan explained.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a hidden place on the outskirts of the bustling Jiangmeng City!"

, Zong Shan took them into the temple, and there were few people in the temple, only a few sweepers, a few monks who cooked, and no one who practiced meditation. There is only one golden Buddha statue on the huge Buddha hall, which looks empty and lonely.

Zong Shan summoned a monk and said, "Arrange a place for them to live." ”

"Yes, a few donors, please come with the poor monks. ”

Tang Xun and the three of them followed the monk to a desolate courtyard, and the monk arranged a room for one of them, and said, "Donors rest in peace, the poor monk has taken his leave." ”

"Thank you, Master. ”

It was quiet, there weren't even birds, just a gust of wind whirring.

"How is this place so gloomy?" the corner of Xuan Yue's thoughtless courtyard shrank.

"In the land of Buddhism, there shouldn't be anything unclean. ”

He Ziyu nodded.

The three of them had the courage to stay, and after a while, Xujing Chen and Xuan Yuefu also came, and their room was also nearby, which made Tang Xun and them immediately settle down.

That night, Tang Xun couldn't sleep, he thought of Tie Lie, the Heroic Spirit Flower had been destroyed, how to save Tie Lie?

After deep thought, he repaired a book overnight and sent it to Yuanhan Mountain the next day.

Xuan Yuefu recovered his strength in the temple, and Xujingchen consciously chanted the scriptures here, while Tang Xun did nothing in Hanjiang Temple all day.

In the afternoon, Zong Shan came in person and went to the ruins of Jingchen's room, but he didn't know what was going on. Tang Xun, He Ziyu, and Xuan Yue Wusi glanced at each other, and then ran to take a peek outside the ruin Jingchen's room.

In the room of the ruin mirror, a small Xiaoice coffin was displayed at this time, the ice coffin was transparent, and the frozen children inside were clearly visible.

The child was fleshy, wearing only a belly pocket, and was as cute as a porcelain doll. At this time, he was sleeping quietly, harmless to humans and animals.

"This is what I got in the mountains of blood. Xu Jingchen recalled that day, before the evil spirit let him go, he slapped him on the body, but he was unharmed, in fact, he smashed the ice coffin into his small hole.

"This ice coffin seems to have existed for 8,000 years. Zong Shan looked closely.

"Could it have something to do with the one from 8,000 years ago?"

"It exists in the Blood Mountain, and has been frozen for 8,000 years, and it is probably related to that person. ”

"What should I do about that?"

"The best thing to do is to send it back to the Blood Mountain, but obviously we can't take any more risks. ”

"Well, if it weren't for the big array that Ah Xun discovered before, maybe we would still be trapped inside. ”

"So you have to think about it carefully. ”

As he spoke, the ice coffin suddenly cracked, and the two of them were startled, and they retreated back the door almost at the same time.

"Don't get away yet. Xu Jingchen said to Tang Xun.

The three of them realized the seriousness of the matter and hurried away.

The crack in the ice coffin gradually expanded, and Zong Shan made an instant move, blocking this space with an absolute forbidden formation, as if facing a great enemy.

With a "bang", the ice coffin shattered, and the child woke up with his eyes, he opened his big black eyes and looked around, and then blinked.

He was about two or three years old, and he was already able to walk. He was dazed and ran around the room directionlessly.

Suddenly, he saw Rui Jingchen, and then ran towards Rui Jingchen with a smile.

Xu Jingchen was shocked, in this child's body, he didn't feel a trace of threat, and there was even a kind of clarity that was rare in the world.

"Don't be underestimated. Zong Shan was also puzzled, obviously he came out of the blood mountain, even if he was not a demon, he would have demonic energy, how could his heart be as unstained as a clear sky.

The child ran to Xujingchen, hugged his legs, and shouted with a smile, "Daddy." ”

Uh, what the hell? That's daddy?

Rui Jingchen looked at Zong Shan with a look of astonishment, but Zong Shan also looked at him in disbelief.

"Okay, you dare to deceive the old man, you have been 'calculated' once before, and this time you came again, it was too much. Zong Shan put away the forbidden formation, with a rare look of anger.

"No, no, master, I'm also confused?"

"It's obviously your child, but if you want to say that it was brought out of the blood mountain, even if you make a mistake in a moment of confusion, you shouldn't deny your own child, Amitabha, good, good. ”

"No, I don't know. ”

"Then you say, why does this child call you Daddy?"

"I, I ......"

Tang Xun and the others didn't go far, and when they heard the news at this time, their jaws dropped in shock. A few people stared at each other, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.

Rui Jingchen really couldn't help it, squatted down, and asked, "Child, what's your name?"

"My name is Traces of the Wind. ”

"Traces of the wind. Xu Jingchen muttered, and then said to Zong Shan and Tang Xun: "His surname is Feng, I don't have the surname Feng." ”

"Who knows when you used the surname Feng?" Zong Shan shook his head.

Xu Jingchen was helpless, and explained to the trace of the wind: "I'm not your father. ”

The child looked at him with a puzzled look on his face and said, "You are my father." ”

"I'm not. ”

"Daddy doesn't want me? I'm going to go to my mother to complain. ”

"Who's your mother?"

At this time, Zong Shan and Tang Xun all looked at the ruin Jingchen with unkind eyes.

"Messing with flowers and grass outside, and even other people's mothers don't know which one it is?" Zong Shan muttered, but Xu Jingchen also heard it.

He felt helpless.

"My mother seems to be nearby. "The trail of the wind ran to the side.

Everyone was unrestrained, and they all followed the traces of the wind to find his mother.

"Mother!"

In a quiet courtyard, there is a large maple tree, the maple leaves are not yet fully ripe, but they can shade the sky and the sun.

Under a maple tree, a woman sits, chanting Buddha sutras. The woman's appearance is extraordinary, and she has become a scenery in her own here: the beauty of the maple recites.

really responded to that sentence: raised in the deep boudoir people do not know.

"Kaede, maple candle. Rui Jingchen couldn't help but shout.

The Trail of the Wind ran towards the maple candle with joy, calling "mother" as he ran.

Before he touched the maple candle, the wind trail could not move forward, not because he stopped, but because there seemed to be a soft barrier in front of him, so that he could not move forward.

Traces of the Wind struggled to get to Maple Candle, but to no avail.

Suddenly, he stopped struggling, silently walked to the side and squatted down, and said to himself, "Daddy doesn't want me anymore, and my mother doesn't want me anymore." ”

At this time, Feng Zhu put down the Buddhist beads in his hand and asked, "Daddy, who is your father?"

The cute little finger of the Wind Trail pointed at the ruin Jingchen, and the ruin Jingchen wanted to avoid it, but was pulled by Zong Shan.

"Master, what are you doing?" said to Xujingchen in secret.

"You still want to run away from the mess you left behind?"

Feng Candle glanced at Xujingchen, his face was expressionless, and said: "Xujingchen, although I have never entered the world, I also know what tricks you play, take your children away, don't bother me again." ”

Rui Jingchen wanted to cry without tears, and forced out a little smile, he knew that any explanation at this time was futile, and he could only respond.

He went over and picked up the traces of the wind, sighed, and left silently.

Rui Jingchen returned to the room, the traces of the wind were playing in front of the door, and Rui Jingchen sat at the door, his eyes were dull, and he sighed from time to time.

Zong Shan went back, there were only them here, Tang Xun, He Ziyu, and Xuan Yue thoughtlessly hid in the dark and watched, and then looked at each other.

At night, after the traces of the wind fell asleep, Rui Jingchen came to the courtyard of the maple candle.

"What's the matter?"

"I ......"

"You don't have to explain anything, we have nothing to do with each other, and we don't have to do anything in the future. Please come back. ”

Rui Jingchen was helpless, and went back in disgrace.

Tang Xun lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't sleep, his heart was very impetuous, and he clearly felt that something was guiding him to the back mountain of Hanjiang Temple.

Tonight, in the small cave, the brilliance of the jade mark sword shone unusually brightly.

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