The Empty Master lives empty

The righteous path is secluded in the mountains

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The words are divided into two ends.

However, it was said that Murong Yan took He Lai Xiaoxing, who was a road idiot, to stay overnight for a few days, and finally arrived at Wutai Mountain, expressed his intention to the abbot, and successfully met Master Kongkong. This empty master is five big and three thick, and the two black eyes on his smooth head dripped, and then he recited "Amitabha", waved his hand, and gave an order to expel guests.

Seeing his appearance of a thief, He Lai was originally very dissatisfied, but now he actually picked up people without saying a word, and was about to get angry, Murong Yan quietly pulled beside him, and whispered: "We are here to beg for help, brother, don't be angry." ”

He Lai suppressed his anger and said: "What does this mean by the master, my sister and I sincerely meet each other, and there is no tea, but why do you want to kill people without saying a word?"

Master Kongkong shook his head, closed his eyes slightly, and replied slowly: "The donor deceived first, and he can't complain about the old man." ”

He Lai asked: "Where is the deception, please make it clear to the master." ”

Master Kongkong said: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Murong Yan, the daughter of Murong Tianshan, is really the daughter of Emperor Maode and Wanyan Zongbi of the Jin Kingdom.

In order to show his identity, he took out the jade pendant, and after looking at it for a while, Master Kongkong's face changed, and then he was silent.

Murong Yan was greatly surprised, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, why is my jade pendant at your place?"

"It's a long story, so I'll explain it later. After a pause, he said to the Master of the Sky, "What, which is true and which is false?"

Master Kongkong nodded lightly, asked the apprentice to entertain He Lai, and said to Murong Yan that the Lord of the Murong Alliance gave him something when he was dying, and asked him to keep it on his behalf, and now it is all back to Zhao.

Hearing that her father had relics when he was dying, Murong Yan didn't think much about it and followed Master Kongkong into the inner room. However, He Lai suddenly felt a trace of doubt, he knew the general details of the story, the time when Master Kongkong appeared should be the second or third day after Murong Tianshan's death, at that time, Murong Tianshan had already lost his breath for a long time.

Moreover, Jin Guo was planning to want Murong Tianshan to die, and he would not leave him with a breath left. If it is really as he expected, then this master of the sky is lying.

Thinking of this, he felt a little furious in his heart, so he wanted to drink tea and break away from the monk beside him, and quickly slipped to the door to find out.

Through the crack in the door, he saw that the Master of the Sky had unfolded a painting, to be exact, an ink landscape painting, and at the foot of the mountain, there was a hut with the door wide open, but it was empty.

This was exactly the same as the background when Murong Yan was sealed, and before he had time to think about it, he heard Master Kongkong chanting words, and Murong Yan suddenly covered his head and screamed, looking miserable.

This master of the void turned out to be a demon Dao! He Lai's head "buzzed" loudly, he kicked the door open, and rushed over desperately, but it was too late, Murong Yan shouted "brother", and before the words fell, a red light flashed.

"Sister Cher!"

In a hurry, He Lai held Murong Yan's hand tightly, and when Master Kongkong saw that the seal was blocked, his eyes breathed fire, and he slammed his stick with a stick, wanting to separate the two. How do you know, if you let go, I'm afraid you won't be able to save Xue'er in this life, thinking that even if you break your bones, you must not let go.

"Since you are so persistent, the old man will fulfill you and send you on your way!" said Master Kongkong smiled coldly, turned around and drew his long sword.

"Come brother, leave me alone, you run!" Murong Yan shouted anxiously.

"To live together, to die together!" He Lai suddenly shouted, like a mad wild dog, not only did he dodge the sword that slashed over, but he bullied him, grabbed Murong Yan with both hands, opened his mouth and bit the wrist of the master holding the sword, shook his head violently, and tore off a piece of flesh dripping with blood.

Under the severe pain, the empty master let go of his hand, and the long sword fell to the ground with a "bang", and he turned his fist into a palm and slapped it towards the heavenly spirit cover from which he came.

This palm is so powerful that if he wants to be photographed, he has to burst out. Murong Yan shouted anxiously: "Come brother, let go and dodge!"

"Never!" Before the words fell, He Lai tilted his head, although his head was spared from heavy injury, but his left shoulder was in sharp pain, and his whole arm suddenly hung down softly. But He Lai still didn't let go, and while dodging this palm, he bit his arm sideways, and tore off a piece of flesh alive, and blood continued to flow down the corner of He Lai's mouth.

Master Kongkong was furious: "Where did the wild dog come from, I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces today!"

As soon as the words fell, Master Kongkong suddenly let out an earth-shattering scream, and it turned out that He Lai was crazy followed by another mouthful, this mouthful, actually bit off Master Kongkong's artery, and suddenly, a column of blood gushed out, splashing He Lai's face all over his body.

The empty master's face turned pale, and he couldn't continue to chant the incantation, and staggered out of the door. As soon as he left, He Lai only felt that his strength was much smaller, so he pressed his feet against the wall, grabbed Murong Yan's wrist with one hand, and used his hands and feet together, and finally pulled her out, but he was tired and collapsed to the ground.

Murong Yan called out to "Brother Lai", carefully wiped the blood on his face, gently raised his left arm and suddenly twisted, the bones made a "creaking" sound, He Lai screamed in pain, and the dislocated arm was connected.

"It's okay, you can try it. Murong Yan smiled, what's so difficult about this? She followed Murong Tianshan to the north and south, and the more she saw and the more she learned, the more she naturally knew.

He Lai tried to move a few times, and sure enough, he was flexible, thanked him, and got up to collect the ancient painting left by Master Kongkong. This painting is the key to returning home and the gate through reincarnation.

"Thank you, if it weren't for your sacrifice of life, I'm afraid I would have been poisoned. ”

"If I give up my life to save me, do you want to make a promise? Or, sleep with me. He Lai smiled evilly, completely forgetting that Murong Yan in front of him was still a ten-year-old girl.

Sure enough, Murong Yan was angry, glaring at him angrily, He Lai was about to change the law to tease her again, when he suddenly heard the noise of people outside, and a messy and rapid footsteps quickly went from far to near.

"Xu is seeking revenge, let's go. Murong Yan hurriedly pulled He Lai and fled through the back door. As soon as he ran out, thirty or forty monks with sticks came behind him, wah-wah, shouting and chasing after the two, looking at the menacing appearance, if he was caught, he would have to be beaten to death by the sticks.

"Shouldn't the monks be compassionate? How do you look like a vicious dog?"

Murong Yan said with a smile: "You bite the master to death, and the apprentice doesn't settle accounts with you, who will you go to?"

"The one who is a master is a demon, and the one who is an apprentice must not be a good one. But I think it's strange, why did Wutai Mountain become like this?"

"It's better to think about these questions later, and it's important to run for your life now. ”

The two ran for five or six miles, and the monks chased for five or six miles, and some of the neat legs and feet were gradually approaching, and after chasing for another three or four miles, one of the monks reached out and grabbed He Lai's arm.

Seeing this, Murong Yan slashed with a backhand, and the monk had no choice but to let go. Murong Yan was about to fight back, but the monk took a step back, waved his hand, and said, "I know your ability, and take it slowly! As long as the donor leaves the painting, it will not hurt people's lives." ”

He Lai pretended to be confused and played soy sauce: "I have no intention of picking flowers." Look at the flowers and plants everywhere, you can just pick some casually. ”

"If the donor pretends to be confused, then the poor monk is not welcome!"

Murong Yan said suddenly: "Wait! The painting is carried by me, since you want it, I will give it to you." ”

Then, she made a look of wanting to untie her clothes, her eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Don't turn around yet, do you want to take advantage of the old lady?"

At a young age, she called herself "Old Lady", and when she said such old-fashioned words, she felt funny when she thought about it. Murong Yan glared at him again, as if to say, don't laugh, if you laugh, it will be exposed.

"Turn around, the old lady is going to take off her clothes! Isn't it just a painting, can you chase and beat hard?" Murong Yan said as she loosened her belt.

Seeing this, the monks who had already caught up turned around, and at this moment, Murong Yan showed a sly smile, and his shot was as fast as lightning, and with a sweep of the horizontal sword, the belts of the monks' trousers were cut off one after another.

The monks were shocked to be fooled, lifted their pants in shame, turned around to find Murong Yan to take revenge, where was there still a shadow of the two of them, and chased for four or five miles, but there was still no trace, so they had to return in a huff.

Seeing that the monks had walked away, Murong Yan and He Lai came out from behind the big tree and chose a road full of thorns to walk forward. Although the road is difficult to walk, it is very safe, jackals, tigers and leopards are rarely seen, and the monks will never come.

Helping each other for a long time, the two of them gritted their teeth, did not complain, encouraged each other, and finally passed this thorn. The first thing that catches your eye is a clear river, and on the other side of the river, there is a simple wooden house, as if there is a fire in life, and the smoke curls at this time.

After walking for a long time, he was hungry and hungry, so he couldn't help but pull Murong Yan to the other side of the river. The door was open, and in the house, an old man was cooking on a fire, and the old man was taken aback when he saw two people covered in injuries suddenly appear.

"Who are the two of you, and why are you here?"

He Lai noticed that the table was made of several wooden blocks of different lengths, and the roots of the trees were used as stools.

For a while, he didn't know how to answer, but Murong Yan seemed very intimate, stepped forward to help add firewood, and said: "Grandpa, my brother and I were chased and killed, and we fled and got lost here, hungry and thirsty, begging grandpa to eat." After eating, you will leave, and you will never be affected. ”

The old man let out an "oh", got up and walked out of the house to look at it for a while, and said, "But the demon road of Wutai Mountain?"

Murong Yan nodded and said, "Exactly." Then he told the ins and outs of the matter, and the old man sighed after hearing it, and said: "This master of the empty sky is the second apprentice of the old demon of Meishan, his third apprentice is called the demon woman of Xishan, and the eldest apprentice is the king of Jin, named Wanyanda. You killed his second and third apprentices, and stole his paintings, how can these demons spare you?"

This old guy actually knows the details of the old demon of Meishan so clearly, it can't be him, right? If this is his four apprentices, then wouldn't we fall into the net? He Lai immediately became vigilant, pulled Murong Yan to his side, arched his hand, and said: "Old man, the whole family was killed and killed, leaving only my brother and sister to flee here, it is really helpless, if you are disturbed, please bear with me." After finishing speaking, he pulled Murong Yan and was about to leave.

"Isn't my brother hungry, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

"This is not a place to stay for a long time, life matters, hunger does not matter. ”

The old man smiled slightly and said, "Little friend, don't panic, the old man is not a demon and a monster, and it is also the will of God to make people here." ”

He was suspicious and protected Murong Yan tightly behind him, for fear that she would make a mistake.

"The old man Zhang Zeduan, the word is right, he works in the Hanlin Painting Academy, specializing in the palace of painting, the Jin soldiers invaded, the people are not happy, and the country is no longer a country!" The old man's long sigh surprised He Lai. It turned out that since the Jin soldiers invaded Bianjing, the imperial court collapsed, and Zhang Zeduan had no choice but to escape in all directions. However, the good times did not last long, the old demon of Meishan took three apprentices to fight and kill and occupy Wutai Mountain, he had nowhere to go after he escaped, so he chose this place to live in seclusion, and lived the rest of his life.

"You...... Are you the predecessor of Zhang Zeduan Zhang who made "Qingming Riverside Picture"?"

"It's rare for a little friend to know the old man. Living in seclusion here, without worry, but remnant. ”

Actually being able to see Zhang Zeduan himself, how could he be so excited that a thought suddenly popped up, since those old Taoists wanted their own paintings, why not let Zhang Zeduan paint again? If you encounter those demons again, you can also fake the truth. However, if he asked so rashly, this painter Zhang would definitely not agree, it was better to worship him as a teacher, first, to live in seclusion here, and secondly, to find an appropriate time for him to paint.

Thinking of this, he pulled Murong Yan to kneel down immediately, begging Zhang Zeduan to accept him and his sister as apprentices, repeatedly emphasizing that now the two of them are helpless, if they don't take them in, now in the world, they will either starve to death or be beaten to death, it is better to study here with peace of mind, and one day they can serve the country in the imperial examination.

Zhang Zeduan originally shook his head and waved his hand to refuse politely, but He Lai's last words touched his mind, thinking that he often felt weak and weak now, and if he died of illness in the wilderness, he would have to give up, but this room full of books and paintings may also be wiped out, wouldn't it be a pity?

The brother and sister have extremely sweet mouths and are also diligent. Murong Yan is responsible for laundry and cooking, taking care of Zhang Zeduan's daily diet and daily life, and in his spare time, he and He Lai opened up a wasteland behind the house to grow some melons, fruits and vegetables.

It would be a mistake to think that this is all there is to it. He set a trap and caught a few hares, pheasants, and ducks alive, locked them in cages, fed them every day, and let them lay eggs and hatch their children, two became four, and four became eight, and the more they were raised, the living conditions gradually improved.

But he also has shortcomings. Painting for him, it is almost his life, often a painting is not finished, he has painted himself into a big cat, but Murong Yan is quite talented in painting, and he has improved a lot under Zhang Zeduan's professor. But He Lai has a soft spot for reading and writing, and in a year, the Four Books and Five Classics have been flipped through, and all those collected by Zhang Zeduan, whether it is the official history or the wild history, or those unpopular gossip rumors, all take them to read. It's not enough to just read, he makes marks while reading, and asks for advice as soon as he doesn't understand, and gradually, he asks less and less often, and his handwriting is getting better and better.

Time flies, and a year flies.

On this day, because there was not much oil, salt and rice stock at home, the brother and sister got the consent of the master and went out to buy hand in hand. Before leaving, Zhang Zeduan took out a well-made painting and handed it to him, and instructed him to find an appropriate time to hand over the painting to the group of demons, not to entangle and fight, put it down and leave, it should be able to confuse them.

How to open it and take a look, if it weren't for the real painting in his arms, he almost thought that the master stole his painting when he was unprepared, and couldn't help but admire the master's exquisite craftsmanship.

"There is a slight change in this painting, the open space in front of the real painting house is empty, and the fake painting has a small pebble. It is inevitable to make mistakes, but you need to remember it. ”

He Lai nodded solemnly, the fake paintings were collected by himself, and the real paintings were kept by Murong Yan. In his words, the most important thing is, of course, placed on the most beloved person. This wave of dog food is also unwanted, Murong Yan was immediately moved, and she had already had feelings for getting along day and night for a year, so she couldn't help but lean over and kiss him.

"Kiss me, you're going to marry me. "Hehehehe

"Hmph, I'm not that easy to marry. This "hum", although she is only eleven years old, her little daughter's demeanor has already been revealed.

"How can you marry me?

"Not uncommon!"

"High authority?"

"I don't like it!"

"So what do you want?

"Do you have it?"

"Sister, you remember well! The day the imperial examination is released, it will be the time when I marry you!" He Lai immediately high-fived her as an alliance.