Hengshui Temple is a small temple with three or five monks living in the temple. Except for the eldest abbot and a lamp-lighter monk who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, the rest were young novices of about six or seven years old, and the younger ones were all children of poor families in the nearby villages, and most of them did not like to talk much.

Before entering the monastery to become monks, those little novices were also like ordinary children, carefree when they were children, they didn't know what a hard life was, and they always felt that as long as their parents were around, they were all good. Even if you are occasionally gluttonous and see your playmates in the same village eating sweet sugar gourds in the neighborhood lanes, as long as you come home and cry a few times, you can always eat the same sweet mouth.

How do they know that in order for their children to eat, the men of the main family who leak on all sides do not hesitate to go over the mountains and mountains, go up the mountain to pick hawthorns under the sun, and also have some days of getting up early and feeling the dark back and forth for several miles of mountain roads, just to be able to go to the market early to sell the firewood that has been cut down for a few days, and when they come back, they also buy a sugar gourd that is not big or small, wrap it in sugar paper, and carefully carry it in their arms.

The child happily ate sweet mouths and smiled in front of his companions. How do they know that the string of small things in their mouths may require the elderly father to swing the axe hundreds of times, until his hands are covered with calluses, or it may be the mother who has a kind eyebrow in her eyes, after coaxing herself to fall asleep in the middle of the night, quietly holding the soles of her shoes by the bed by the faint oil lamp, embroidering some purse sachets for the daughters of some large families, I don't know how many times she has pierced her fingers, and her eyes are bloodshot.

But one day when I started to remember, most of my parents were gone, and under the weight of life's misery, the eyes of young children were half ignorant and half fearful.

The old monk is good-hearted, and the temple is no longer in a recession, but he still accepts them, and it is not easy to go to Chongxuanguan to be a Taoist child.

It's a pity that the "good scene" is not long, it is a small temple that is still breathing from the boundary of the Genting land, in the Southern Dynasty when the emperor ordered the repair and rectification, and delineated the boundary of more than ten miles as the southern scenery of Chongdao Xingsheng, the incense in the temple will be more and more withered, and within a few years, the temple has long been empty, the old monks do not know life and death, and the little novices do not know where to go.

Now, the ruins and broken walls, rubble and puffs, in front of the small mountain gate, only a pair of couplets can be vaguely seen on the decayed painted doorposts.

Sentient beings come out of the Pure Land, how many fates are eliminated to ask the ancestors, and they go into the red dust alone, and they go to the West Heaven with a few taels of Buddha nature.

A carriage was hidden on the side of the half-collapsed wall, and the old horse wrapped in a bridle snorted and its hooves gently trampled on the ground.

Inside the ruined temple, an ugly hunchbacked man sat on the ground, and a fire rose in front of him, on which stood a gutted hare, and under the scorching flames, golden droplets of oil fell on the red coals, and there was a crackling sound and light smoke everywhere.

At the foot of the Buddhist platform behind the ugly man, a flat-headed man leaned on it, wearing a black yamen soap robe.

Above the head of the unconscious man was a yellow curtain hanging from the beams of the house, tattered and dusty.

Looking up, the top of the house leaked everywhere, the light shone through the holes, the shaft beams across the east and west were mottled and loose, giving people the feeling that they would break anytime and anywhere, and the debris on the beams that leaked out of the wood color was everywhere, and the black rat droppings were mixed in with a few dirty ones, some of them were dry for a long time, and some were like rice grains that had just come out of the pot, sticking to the crumbs, and still steaming.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of flames burning firewood, except for the occasional squeaky sound in the gaps, like rats fighting.

The ugly man sitting beside him was stirring the wood with a twig, thinking about his thoughts, and not paying much attention to the hare in front of him, which was still roasting himself, and the tender flesh of golden color began to turn brown in some places.

On the beams of the house, a little guy has a thief's eyebrows, and he doesn't know how long he has been living in the dilapidated temple, but he is not afraid of outsiders at all in a place where he has not seen anyone all the year round, and at this moment the little guy is going back and forth on the beam, staring at the campfire where the fragrance comes from, full of anxiety.

There was a slight sound of vibration from the beams, and the wood chips fell down with the dust that had accumulated for a long time, like a spring rain.

Li Yunfeng's eyes moved slightly, and he unconsciously sneezed several times one after another, and his nervous head that rose and fell with the ups and downs of his body slammed on the stone platform at the foot of the Buddha statue, and he grinned in pain.

Suddenly I opened my eyes and saw that there was a desolation, a cobweb hanging from the dilapidated windowsill on the opposite wall, and a few small moths fluttering their wings, swaying and breaking free.

Li Yunfeng inhaled in pain, raised his hand and was about to touch his head, but he couldn't lift his arm at the beginning of his mind, at this moment, the whole person's body seemed to be not his own, and he was weak.

Just like the few sneezes before waking up and the moment when he suddenly opened his eyes, he had already spelled out the last breath of spirit in his body, and it was empty at the moment, and it was estimated that it was a luxury to let him open his eyes again.

Uncomfortable, in the corner of the eye, there seemed to be something glued to the sides of the face between the noses, which was so black that it obstructed the vision.

Li Yunfeng's nose moved slightly, trying to shake the two "moles", but unfortunately to no avail, he shrugged his nose with difficulty, and two hot breaths erupted from between his nostrils, probably trying to blow it off, but unfortunately it was useless, and the two "black moles" that came out of no reason were still as stable as a rock.

He didn't give up, he moved his chin hard, his lips pursed, and he tried to stretch out his lower lip, and at the same time he blew upwards in his mouth, and instead of going in the direction he intended, several equally weak air currents rushed straight to his nostrils, and the breath with a few wisps of dust made his nose itch unbearably.

"Sneeze"

Another heavy sneeze sounded, and the little guy on the roof of the roof of the roof was so frightened that he almost fell, and two angry dragons gushed out from between his nostrils and wrapped around the two "black moles".

It is wet and dazing, and it has the taste of "flying dragons soaring in the clouds, and tigers lying on barren hills".

It's just that this sneeze was really loud, and the chest cavity was suddenly empty, as if something had brought out a force, and the pores of the whole body that seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton before seemed to have been opened, and a new air filled the heart, and the whole body was full of Tai.

At the same time, his involuntarily trembling body swayed forward with his whole head, but this time, Li Yunfeng was prepared, his chest and abdomen straightened back, and he finally didn't hit the Buddha platform again.

Li Yunfeng's eyelids moved, "It seems that he has strength." ”

With joy in his heart, Li Yunfeng squinted his eyes and looked to the side of his body, helplessly, the right arm that was trying to lift seemed to be restrained by someone, and the blood in the whole arm seemed to be coagulated, and he was still powerless.

Fortunately, the palm of the hand can be sent and received freely, and the fingers can also move.

Li Yunfeng was a little deflated and shrunk his neck, not knowing if it was because of the lack of oxygen for a moment, or because of the wind cold.

The head was a little dizzy, and after a large and small sneeze, the chest and abdomen were empty.

Some are hungry.

At this time, I remembered that I hadn't eaten anything since I had eaten a roast chicken and drank a pot of wine yesterday afternoon.

In short, the whole person feels very bad at the moment, tired and hungry, has no strength, and is sore.

Li Yunfeng moved his body with difficulty, trying to sit up, perhaps because he had been paralyzed for a long time, and the shoulder blade behind him on the right side of the center of gravity was uncomfortable by the Buddha carved rosette carved on the Buddha platform.

His whole back moved back and forth on the Buddha platform, left and right, and after correcting it back and forth a few times, he finally sat up.

The round door frame in front of the eye frame seemed to flicker through the thin and broken yellow curtains, and there seemed to be a flash of fire in the outhouse.

"Are you awake?"

A voice came from the outhouse, dry and hoarse.

Li Yunfeng was taken aback, and then remembered that he seemed to have been knocked unconscious last night.

He was alert, and followed the voice, and shifted his gaze slightly, and there was a lit bonfire in front of him five or six paces away from the frame door, and a short figure sat beside him, and there was a piece of something on the fire, and from a distance, the fragrance was overflowing.

Li Yunfeng's stomach was empty, looking at that thing at this time was not helpful to the drought and looking forward to Yunni, his throat moved slightly unconsciously, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips.

The abdomen is like a frog's croaking.

The man obviously heard it, and a voice came up again, "Do you want to eat?"

The voice was the same as before, like a black crow on the branch of the cemetery in the night, and it was really uncomfortable to listen to.

Li Yunfeng frowned slightly, his expression was a little embarrassed, his eyes rolled in a blink of an eye, and he didn't answer, but pretended to be haggard and said in a false voice: "Last night, was it the seniors who rescued the juniors from the prison of the government office?"

The voice is weak.

Before the short man sitting over there could exit, Li Yunfeng struggled to stand up and salute, regardless of whether the person over there could see it or not.

Sure enough, the man didn't move, and he didn't even bother to turn his head.

Li Yunfeng pursed his lips, and for a while, he couldn't go up or down, his face was flushed, and he almost coughed out.

There was a slight tingling touch in the arm.

The man sneered, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, "No need to pretend, I have already probed your pulse, although you don't understand martial arts, but your body is dense, your muscles and bones are crossed, and your breath is smooth, I am afraid that if you sleep on the street for a night, you will not be infected with the cold." ”

Li Yunfeng was a little stunned, how could he listen to the meaning of the words, he seemed to be a martial arts wizard who was rare to see in a hundred years.

He rolled his eyes, although he couldn't move now, but it was certain that the person was at least not too hostile to him, and his heart was relieved, so he said with a smile: "The seniors are like watching the fire, it's like performing a fixation technique on the juniors, and you can see it inside and out." ”

The man didn't know the meaning of Li Yunfeng's words, and snorted coldly again: "You kid don't deliberately play tricks, I'll ask you a few questions, if you answer sincerely, I will make you feel easy." ”

Li Yunfeng sighed in his heart, and sure enough, the guy in front of him did something to himself. I don't know what he wants, so let's see first.

On the side of the Buddha platform, Li Yunfeng laughed, "Senior, please ask." ”