Sang Sang's condition can be temporarily stabilized, and the person Ning Que is most grateful for is Ye Hongyu. He knew that the young Adjudicator Divine Seat should be on the way to hunt down Long Qing at this time, and logically speaking, even if he was not a friend, just out of gratitude, he should have expressed some Cheng Dù's concern, but he didn't.

Ning Que has absolute confidence in Ye Hongyu - the current Prince of Longqing is indeed very terrifying, in that battle of the autumn rain, if it wasn't for his fate, he was only afraid that he would have died long ago - but he always thought that among the younger generation of cultivators, the most terrifying thing was the woman Ye Hongyu, since she said that she would kill Longqing in person, then Longqing would inevitably die.

Looking at the autumn colors outside the window, recalling the bloody battle in the autumn rain, the ghostly figure of the fallen knight in front of the broken temple and the thirty-fourth chapter of the eventful autumn of the third volume wearing a black Taoist robe, the small town of Washan Longqing, suddenly overlapped with some of the images in his memory, and after a moment he remembered that in several dreams he had had, he had seen three black whirlwind smoke and dust on the other side of the wasteland.

The three black clouds of smoke smelled cold and dark, as if they were part of the night, and when you think about it at this time, it is really similar to the meaning revealed by Longqing and the Fallen Knight that day.

Ning Que felt more and more that what Long Qing said that day might be true, the guy who learned to eat people and fell in love with eating people was the son of Hades.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a few points at peace, a faint fear of the rumors of his own life experience, a little less jealous of the Buddhist sect, and a little more anxious about arriving at the Rotten Ke Temple.

No matter how anxious and urgent it was, the journey needed to move forward mile by mile after all, especially since Sangsang was weak and couldn't help the continuous trek without rest for a long time, so the speed of the carriage was not raised.

The climate in the south is relatively humid and warm, it is late autumn, but the autumn mood is thick but not sober, and there are many green trees on both sides of the road, which is much more pleasing to the eye than the desolate scenery in the north.

Occasionally, an autumn rain fell, but it finally got cooler and cooler day by day. Sangsang's body also became colder, especially in the third volume of the eventful autumn chapter 54 Washan Town is hands and feet, and it felt like it was made of ice.

The warming effect of spirits. The maintenance time became shorter and shorter, so Ning Que pasted the remaining failure runes with the effect of warm treasures in the previous two years on Sang Sang's body, and made a brazier in the carriage. In the eyes of cultivators, the fire talisman is incomparably precious, burning incessantly in the copper basin, never extinguished day and night, and I don't know how many rune paper burned in the short journey.

When the fire talisman that was written before runs out, write a new one. No matter how powerful and domineering Ning Que's mental power was, he couldn't help such extravagant and exaggerated practices, and his face became more and more haggard.

Sang Sang didn't dissuade him, because she knew that dissuasion didn't make any sense and wouldn't have any effect, if it was Ning Que who was sick now, she would do the same thing, and Ning Que wouldn't dissuade her.

She looks out the window at the autumn scenery every day. Or the face of Ning Que by the window. There was a calm smile on her little face, for her, now as long as the scenery is beautiful, even if the autumn wind and autumn rain fall and the yellow leaves are withered, as long as it is Ning Que's face, it is good-looking, even if that face is haggard as if she hasn't slept for many days.

Sangsang is spending more and more time looking at the scenery. The smile on her little face grew sweeter and sweeter, but she said less and less. In the past few years, she didn't say much. Now it is becoming more and more silent.

She didn't know if the elder of the Rotten Ke Temple could cure her strange illness, she didn't know if she had a future, and if so, what kind of future would it be, and the fear of not knowing was the reason for her silence.

Ning Que understood her current mood, but he didn't say anything, because he knew Sang Sang's temperament.

Sangsang, who seems to be gentle but is actually stubborn, never likes to be comforted, because she and Ning Que have worked hard to survive all these years, so she knows that no matter what situation she encounters, she can't be weak, the weaker she is, the easier it is to die, and if she is moved by being comforted, that is the beginning of weakness.

Ning Que didn't comfort her, but just held her in his arms more, looking at the clear autumn scenery of the window wind, in a long daze, in fact, this is very good, they all feel like they have returned to ten years ago.

In addition to holding Sang Sang in his arms and watching the scenery in a daze, all the rest of the time, especially when Sang Sang fell asleep, Ning Que had been doing another thing, that is, repairing the Yuan Thirteen Arrows.

There are specially equipped arrow repair tools in the arrow box, his hands are very steady, and the iron arrow shaft is engraved with his talisman, so the repair work of the iron arrow is going very smoothly.

Just as he was repairing the last iron arrow, a noisy human voice came from outside the carriage.

Sangsang lifted the curtain and looked ahead, only to see several strangely shaped peaks suddenly appear in the southern hills, the tops of which were straight as sharpening, looking like black tiles on the eaves.

Washan has arrived...... In the world of Haotian, Buddhism has been silent for thousands of years, practicing behind closed doors, occasionally entering the WTO, and is also willing to be a vassal of the Taomen, and is more famous for its speculative meditation, and in the relationship between worshiping Buddha and worshiping the sky, many monks directly think that the wheel of life is just another way to express Haotian's will.

This statement directly makes Buddhism inhabit the Taoist system in a low-key manner, which seems extremely low-key, so that many former sages directly believe in their notes that Buddhism is more of a way of thinking, and does not involve the rest.

Perhaps it is precisely because of these reasons that Buddhism is not very prosperous in the world, except for those ascetics who walk in the countryside, in the Southern Jin Dynasty and other countries, it is extremely difficult to find a Buddhist temple.

The only exception is the Moon Wheel Country, which is very close to the Hanging Temple, an unknowable place for Buddhism in the depths of the wasteland, and the Moon Wheel Country is deeply influenced by Buddhism, and the cultivation of Buddhism is extremely popular, and there are even seventy-two temples in the smoke and rain.

However, the seventy-two temples of smoke and rain have never been able to overpower an ancient temple in the southeast scenic spot, whether it is the importance of Buddhism, or the status in the hearts of believers, this ancient temple is far better than the temples of the moon wheel country.

This ancient temple is the Ranke Temple.

The temple is in the tile mountain (the fastest update)...... The history of the Rotten Ke Temple is extremely long, according to the classic records, not long after the completion of the Xiling Temple, there were trees falling down in the depths of the Qingyouwa Mountain, which was inaccessible at that time, and there were pavilions and pavilions newly raised, and there were towers and halls gradually.

In the rumors of the cultivation world, the Rotten Ke Temple is the unknowable place of the Hanging Temple left in the world of the mountain gate, just like the relationship between the Xiling Temple and the Zhishouguan, so it is extremely respected, and no one dares to offend the mountain gate lightly.

History and legends have created a unique status of the temple, for countless years, I don't know how many tragic or solemn or legendary stories have been staged in this ancient temple, and because of this ancient temple, the Yu Lan Festival has gradually become the most important festival in the world, and the most popular debate in the past few decades also originated here.

At this time, it has not yet arrived at the main festival day of the Yu Lan Festival, and the Tang Dynasty Mission has not yet arrived, but Washan has become very lively before, on the second floor of the houses on both sides of Qingshi Street, there are all kinds of flags and flags, the color of those flags is very plain, most of them are black and white, but I don't know whether the metaphor is the most popular chess game around Washan, or it points to the real reason for the Yu Lan Festival, the soul of the underworld.

It is believed that the ordinary monks of the temple and the residents who have lived in the town for dozens of generations do not know what the origin of this custom is, and for the people living in the world, the festival is just a simple and pure grand festival, all they need to do is enjoy the festive atmosphere.

There are already a lot of tourists in the town under the tile mountain, these tourists don't know where they come from, they all have the same happy smiles on their faces, the adults smile and greet each other, play and enjoy in those legendary thousand-year-old houses, the children are running and chasing on the streets, there are girls panting and chasing their brothers, their little faces are full of grievances, and suddenly they saw hundreds of red fish in the stone pond by the roadside, and immediately squatted down, looking at the fish swimming calmly with wide eyes, and had long forgotten that they were going to find their brother and cry.

The middle-aged man standing by the stone pond smiled at the girl and handed over a thin wooden stick with a thin net bag the size of a tea cup tied to the end of the thin wooden stick. The girl looked at the people behind her who were touching the money, and shook her head a little shyly, she knew that she needed money to catch fish, but her mother said that she was too young to carry money on her, so she could only put it on her brother, but her brother wanted to take the money to buy candy man, and she didn't know where she ran at this time.

The girl suddenly remembered that she was chasing her brother, and stood up with a scream, and just when she was a little scared, her brother, who was about seven or eight years old, squeezed back from the crowd at some point, looked at her and smiled proudly, and then took out two copper plates from his waist and stuffed them into her little hand.

As a result, the red fish in the stone pond were no longer so peaceful, the water splashed slightly, the moss attached to the pond had peeled off traces, and the streets rang out from time to time with the disappointed sighs and surprises of the brother and sister.

The black carriage stopped outside the town and did not go inside.

The cavalry of the Qi National Dao Hall was driven away by Ning Que.

He and Sangsang looked at the calm and joyful town through the curtains, and looked at the brother and sister squatting by the pond to catch fish, probably remembering the situation when they went to the city to catch the market when they were children, and laughed...... Wasan is not a single mountain, but several mountains are connected.

These peaks, which still exude a faint green in late autumn, are very similar in shape, the peaks are as flat as knives, and from a distance they look like several black tiles being randomly put together by urchins.

When the town is very lively, the depths of Washan are still so quiet, a corner of the ancient temple looms in the forest, as if infected by Buddhism, and the last chirping of the southern autumn cicada does not seem to be sad and desperate, but with a sense of relief.

This is the back mountain, if you want to go to the temple of Langke, you will never be able to reach the main hall from this mountain road.

But the black carriage was now slowly heading up the mountain road.

Ning Que took Sangsang to Wa Mountain, he didn't want to go to Langke Temple, he wanted to go to the back mountain to find someone.

In the secluded mountains behind the Rotten Ke Temple, there are several generations of Buddhist masters who live in seclusion.

Ning Que was looking for one of them.

It was the elder of the Rotten Ke Temple that he had heard people mention countless times...... In the next chapter, try to write it before half past ten. (To be continued) RQ!!