Just when Zhang Shaofei was preaching the Dharma in Huixing Temple, the two killers walked in the direction of Guangxi for most of the day, and stopped at a restaurant on the side of the road. He was a notoriously dutiful son, and it was likely that he had sneaked back to his hometown. ”

"That's right, there are many temples and jungles in that area, so it's a good place to retreat." Tired of continuing to run around, Wang Tianlei echoed.

So, they went all the way north.

They searched for several days in the area of Qiu County, Handan, but found nothing.

Wang Tianlei was extremely depressed and asked to return to Guanfu to restore his life, and Bai Huahua's bounty was gone.

Alas, could it be that Zhang Shao flew into the earth and the sky? Otherwise, the combing of his hair in the past few months would have caught him. Guan Zhaoyun had no choice but to agree to return to Guanfu to resume his life.

Coincidentally, they went back to take Zhang Shaofei's route back to his hometown - passing through Handan and entering Qiu County.

On this day, passing by Qiu County, two killers with dry mouths walked into a teahouse to buy tea to quench their thirst.

didn't find Zhang Shaofei, the sweet dream of the white flower bounty naturally fell into the soup, Wang Tianlei and Guan Zhaoyun were listless, few words, just drinking tea. At this time, the conversation between the two people at the next table attracted Guan Zhaoyun's attention, and he pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

A Confucian scholar wearing a scarf said: "The world is so big that there are no surprises. Have you heard of it? Zhang Shaofei of Taizhen Village was actually proficient in spells and subdued the raptor. ”

The old man sitting across from him responded: "What are you talking about, but Zhang Shaofei, the Zhongzhou assassin who was demoted to Lingnan by the imperial court? ”

"Exactly." Confucian affirmed that "if you talk about this person, it has a great origin." Today, in the last day, I heard him talk about Buddhism in Huixing Temple, and it was really the Tao, spitting lotus flowers. Not only that, but I heard that he was also proficient in Confucianism, Taoism, and medicine. It's really a strange thing, he is only in his twenties, and even if he started learning from his mother's womb, he would not have such extensive knowledge. ”

The old man whispered: "It is said that the reason why he has no teacher is because he has obtained the true inheritance of the six ancestors of the Great Bodhisattva. Therefore, you must not speak evil words, and beware of retribution......"

“……”

Guan Zhaoyun quietly said to the ghost: "Now that we know Zhang Shaofei's whereabouts, we will go to Huixu Temple to kill Zhang Shaofei and go back to receive the reward." ”

At night, people rarely go out, and the night becomes more and more quiet. At the end of the day's preaching, the Huixing Temple, which had been lively for a day, seemed to be tired, lying quietly in the night, with the wind blowing gently.

The night is clear and the Buddha is settled, and the starlight is sparse and the sky is high. Two mysterious figures in black and pasty clothes quietly touched the Huixu Temple.

In the guest room of Huixing Temple, under the dim light, Zhang Shaofei sat on his knees and went deep into meditation. When deeply meditating, the human mind is in a state of clear intuition, which is connected and corresponding to all things in heaven and earth, so all kinds of senses are extremely sensitive. The ancients called it "Chengtan Autumn Moon, Lingming is not ambiguous". In other words, whether it is the distractions in the heart or the movements of the outside world, you can see everything.

Zhang Shaofei was in meditation, and vaguely felt that someone was tiptoeing towards Huixing Temple. At this moment, a wisp of vaguely absent, intermittent, fluttering chanting came, and he opened his eyes and listened:

The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain. This place is full of thoughts, and everything is good.

Zhang Shaofei knew it in his heart and left.

Guan Zhaoyun and the ghost saw sorrow and touched the door of the guest room of Huixu Temple. Guan Zhaoyun waved his hand suddenly, the wooden door was kicked open, and the ghost saw sorrow and rushed in first......

However, where is Zhang Shaofei's figure, only the open rear window clangs in the wind.

Guan Zhaoyun shouted: "Zhang Shaofei slipped away!" Light the torch, hurry up and light the torch! Spread out and look for him, be sure to catch him! The ghost saw sorrow holding a torch high and scurrying around the temple.

At this moment, in the Daxiong Hall of Huixing Temple, Zhang Shaofei was not in a hurry, calmly incense the statue of Buddha Shakyamuni, kowtowed, and then folded his hands.

He stood in front of the futon and said softly: "The disciple was hunted down and killed, so he will stay away for the time being, and come back to worship the master in the next day." ”

Outside the main hall, the hall was brightly lit, and the golden statue of Shakyamuni Buddha closed his eyes and lowered his eyes under the flickering light, smiling mysteriously, as if he had foreseen all this.

Guan Zhaoyun and Ghost Sorrow broke into the smoke-filled hall, and Zhang Shaofei had mysteriously disappeared. They did not dare to make a mistake, so they took it lightly and looked for it under the offering table and behind the Buddhist altar.

The small door at the back of the main hall is not closed! Guan Zhaoyun shouted: "Zhang Shaofei is running away!" Zhang Shaofei ran away from the back mountain! The ghost saw the sound of sorrow passing through the temple, climbed over the wall, and chased after the back mountain......

Behind the Huixing Temple, the mountains are dense with dense grass and rugged mountain roads. Zhang Shaofei ran in front, the ghost was worried, and Guan Zhaoyun was chasing closely behind.

Getting closer and closer, the figures of both sides are recognizable. Guan Zhaoyun shouted: "Stop, Zhang Shaofei, you can't run!" “

"Stop, Zhang Shaofei, I'll take your life!" The ghost saw sorrow and scolded with his tail.

Zhang Shaofei ignored it, left the path, and jumped into the depths of the forest, hiding in a tree hole.

Guan Zhaoyun noticed that Zhang Shaofei was missing, and shouted: "He is hiding here!" The ghost saw sorrow holding a torch and illuminated the dense forest where Zhang Shaofei was hiding.

Guan Zhaoyun sat on a stone and said proudly: "This time, I think you can't fly with wings!" ”

The ghost was looking in the woods, but he didn't find Zhang Shaofei's hiding place, so he said to Guan Zhaoyun: "I searched every corner of the woods, but I didn't find where he was hiding. ”

Guan Zhaoyun gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Burn, burn the mountain!" Force him out with fire! ”

The ghost was sad and said, "Yes, if you don't come out, you will burn him!" ”

The devil saw sorrow and set fire to the mountain. The waist-deep thatch had long since dried up, and the dead leaves scattered all over the mountains were also good matchsticks, and in an instant, a raging fire burned in the woods.

The night wind blows strongly, the fire borrows the wind, the wind helps the fire, the fire burns more and more fiercely, and even the branches and trunks of the trees are burning. The trees have become huge torches, and the whole hill has become a sea of fire......

A puff of smoke rushed into the tree hole where Zhang Shaofei was hiding, and he coughed a few times and came out of the tree hole. Flames were coming at him from all sides, and a thick and pungent smoke filled the field of vision.

Zhang Shaofei rushed left and right, but was blocked by the fire. He looked up and sighed, "Am I really going to die here?" Alas - old, no, Master of the Sixth Ancestor, I, Zhang Shaofei, have failed your old man, the great road has not been promoted, all living beings have not been saved, and I will be buried in the sea of fire......"

Zhang Shaofei no longer fled around, and sat quietly on a big stone waiting for death.

Rustle rustle...... Zhang Shaofei opened his eyes and saw a hare and a squirrel cornered by the fire and ran in front of him. They snuggled up to Zhang Shaofei's side, as if begging for his protection.

He lovingly picked up the two little animals and said to them in disappointment, "How can I save you from such a big fire?" ”

The two small animals seemed to feel very safe and lay quietly in Zhang Shaofei's arms.

The trust of small animals stimulated Zhang Shaofei's desire to survive. For their sake, I must survive this calamity too!

Zhang Shaofei hid the two small animals under his clothes, folded his hands, and sat quietly, with a peaceful demeanor, and entered deep meditation.

Oh my God, with incredible concentration, his body slowly disappeared into the boulder......

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From the Huixing Temple to the west hundreds of miles of the Jiming Temple, a Ming sat indoors, suddenly, it seemed to hear the faint sound of groaning.

The breath of cardiga is still in my mind. People of the mountains and forests, go and never return.

A knock pushed the door and walked out. Outside, the moon rises in the east, the wind blows the trees, where is there a trace of people? So, was it just an illusion, or was it an echo in my heart?

If you feel it, you should respond, and the bright moon will be the same as the brilliance; Inorganic is not broken, a Zen heart is dust-free. Yiming walked in the woods, and the dappled moonlight on the ground, animated by the disturbance of his footsteps, like a group of naughty elves, jumped around his feet, hiding, and seemed to be able to hear the gurgling sound......

The night is as quiet as water. As a result, his state of mind gradually calmed down. He folded his hands and looked at the mirror-like moon, muttering prayerfully: "My heart is like a thread in my mother's hand." Senior Brother Shaofei, do you know ......?"

In the dark, Zhang Shaofei, who was trapped in the big stone in the mountain behind Huixu Temple, seemed to hear someone calling him. So, he slowly woke up from his meditation. He slowly pulled himself out of the stone, and it was early in the morning, and most of the flames on the mountain had been extinguished, and calm had returned to the surroundings, except for a few places where there was still smoke.

Zhang Shaofei walked to the place where there was no fire, put down the rabbit and squirrel in his arms, watched them disappear into the grass, and said to himself: "You are free, I should go too." ”

He straightened his clothes, bowed in the direction of the Huixing Temple, and then turned to leave.