Since he was fed the "Life and Death Pill of the Mother and Child" that day, Bai Fengguang has not come back.

And Sleepless Night didn't secretly follow this person, didn't know what he was doing.

It's not that it's out of the trust of a pill, but that I have my own plans for sleepless nights.

Anyway, Zhou Qingshuang has been saved, and the only thing left for him to do is to confront Bai Shuiquan and learn about the past of Luo Fanxi and Mrs. Jingyi.

His plan was to wait for an opportunity to act after the poetry conference.

Better do it than wish it done.

Instead of waiting for Bai Fengguang to bring good news to him and pin his hopes on this unreliable person, it is better to put aside the chaotic situation and rely on his own ability to get it.

Through the cold observation in the dark in the past few days, the current Jinding Gate is actually a mess.

The small Jinding Gate not only has to hold a poetry annotation conference to save face, but also to prevent Gu Baiquan and Wen Jia from coming to the door to stir up trouble, and it is also necessary to maintain the battle with Mingyue Sect. In addition, the business of human trafficking in human beings must continue......

If Bai Shuiquan knew that there was still a sleepless night hiding in the ancestral hall of the patriarch, watching him endlessly, he would not be able to sleep peacefully at night.

In such chaos, the combat power of the six reverse masters possessed by Jindingmen actually did not play a big role.

It is also because of this that Sleepless Night did not pay attention to Bai Fengguang's actions, so that when this person reported his actions in the past few days in front of him, and tried to ask for credit, Sleepless Night just snorted coldly and said:

"You said you stole the Book of Organs and Tang Yin's Poems, where are those two books? Why haven't you submitted it yet? Do you have to ask me to beg you to take out those two books? ”

As he spoke, he did not hide the momentum and coercion of the master of the reverse passage realm, and released the internal force outward, forming a trend of restraint against the white scenery.

For such a person, he does not have a good tone and does not have a good temper. Thinking that the leper dog was so servile, in exchange for beating and scolding. In the eyes of this person, there is only a relationship between masters and slaves, and there is no equal communication.

Sure enough, seeing that he didn't buy it at all, Bai Fengguang smiled, took out two books from the cloth bag he was carrying, and offered them respectfully.

He originally had a wishful thinking, hoping to use these two books to ask for an antidote to the "Mother and Child Worm Life and Death Pill" here in Sleepless Night.

After all, the things he promised to stay awake at night have been done, and the four helpers invited by his father Baishuiquan with a lot of money will only find that the promised things cannot be fulfilled after tomorrow's poetry conference, so they will brush their sleeves away.

With such a credit, how can you not take the opportunity to ask for a reward?

Who knew that sleepless nights were not easy to match, so he had to give up.

Sleepless at night took two books, handed one of them to Jiang Pan, and said, "Sister Pan'er, look at this book, is it the real "Organ Sutra"? ”

He himself, on the other hand, flipped through another slightly thin booklet, flipped to a random page, and began to read.

"Peach blossom nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, peach blossom fairy in peach blossom nunnery.

The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms to sell wine for money.

When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you have to sleep with the flowers.

Drunk and sober day after day, before and after flower, year after year.

I hope that the old and dead will spend the wine room, and I will not bow before the carriage and horse......"

Reading this poem, a frustrated drunkard with a wandering wreckage, the image of a down-and-out person, appears in front of the sleepless eyes.

At the same time, there was a sense of epiphany in his eyes.

Earlier in Izumo Station, he had been struggling with the understanding of "there was nothing in the first place".

How can we regard the "mind" of physical existence as "nothing"?

Touching the chest, it pounded. Close to the ground, even with the earth, there are traces of its presence and influence.

But when he read that "when you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you must sleep with the flowers", he briefly forgot about this self-inflicted entanglement.

Briefly forgot that square inch of land, the evidence of existence.

When you wake up, you can spend flowers, no matter when you wake up, it's just flowers, whatever you think, whatever other people's hearts think, what you think.

Perhaps, "there is nothing in the first place" was directed to the hearts of others?

The sleepless night was excited, and a sense of enlightenment that I had never felt before bloomed from the bottom of my heart.

Although Tang Bohu did not have such feelings when he wrote this poem, and when the Sixth Ancestor Huineng inscribed "There is nothing originally", he did not make the hearts of others his own.

The Creator, however, loves the private understanding of each person and never hesitates to reward anyone who is self-consistent.

Just when he was sleepless and ecstatic, striding forward, and almost about to enter an unprecedented realm, Jiang Pan's scream of surprise pulled him out of this precious enlightenment.

"Yes, Brother Zizai, this is the "Organ Sutra", such as the fake "Organ Sutra"! It was taken by my mother to exchange for her son's "Organ Sutra"! ”

Jiang Pan is a detached character, such a happy voice is the outpouring of her nature, she doesn't know what Sleepless Night is experiencing, she didn't deliberately suppress her heart, but inadvertently, interrupted the enlightenment of Sleepless Night.

The night was sleepless and stunned, the original state of physical and mental unity instantly turned into nothingness, stunned, looking at the ancestral hall of the ancestor surrounded by fireworks and the disgusting face of Bai Fengguang.

"Alas......"

Last time, at Izumo Station, he didn't have enough understanding to complete enlightenment.

This time, in the ancestral hall, when it was getting better, he was interrupted by Jiang Pan.

There were no exceptions in both cases: once you withdraw from this esoteric state, you can no longer immerse yourself in it.

He picked up Tang Bohu's poetry collection again, read and read, read and read, from "others laugh at me for being too crazy, I laugh at others and can't see through it", to reading "I also think about you when you walk, and you think about you when you sit"; Then from "there is nothing to do in the twilight of the year, and the plum blossoms are seen in the bamboo temple", I read "How can this love be lovesick?" A love word, a love poem. ”

Every time I read a sentence, I have a harvest of a sentence, but the feeling of glimpse before is unique that cannot be reproduced.

Sleepless shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"The opportunity has not arrived, the opportunity has not arrived!"

Watching Jiang Pan flip through the "Organ Sutra", he was ecstatic, like a treasure, and it was not easy to be angry with her if he had no sleep at night.

After all, it was she who gave her the "Organ Sutra" with her own hands and let her see if it was true.

This can be regarded as the cause and effect of one's own planting, how can you blame others?

The strangeness of sleepless nights was only seen by Chu Yan.

smiled and comforted him: "Childe, don't be discouraged, although such an opportunity is fleeting, there will definitely be another one in the future." For example, even if it is rare, don't you see such a spectacle once or twice once in a while? Besides, it's only been a few days since Childe last enlightened? It is conceivable that the next opportunity will not be too far away. ”

In Chu Yan's light voice, Sleepless felt a little comforted.

Although the path of enlightenment was interrupted, it was not completely without gain.

Tang Bohu's poems, all the ones he had just read, were connected into sword moves, and they were rehearsed over and over again in his heart.

It can be said that there is no teacher.

According to Xiao Ganyun's previous words, Tang Bohu's poetry collection corresponds to the marksmanship derived from him, and Sleepless Night comprehended sword moves from it.

Sleepless at night, I felt that my sword hand was already "hungry and thirsty".

If it weren't for the fact that this was in the ancestral hall, I'm afraid he would have come to a hearty dance long ago.