After leaving the teahouse, the people passed through Longshou Mountain.

Autumn in the north is unexpected, with leaves falling along the way, geese flying south in flocks, the earth dissipating the residual heat, the autumn rain lingering, and the muddy and slippery mountain roads mixed with gravel are difficult to walk.

Zhang Zishan held an umbrella and chanted poems and had fun, reaching out from time to time to tease the little monster in the bookbox, the wet little monster was too lazy to take care of this idler, turned a blind eye to all kinds of teasing, shook off the wet fur, rolled up into a ball and nested in the bookcase to doze.

Since the next mountain Zhang Zishan all the way to watch the flowers, talk and laugh, in contrast to the taciturn Bai Yun seems to be preoccupied, these days after Zhang Zishan's observation of words and looks, finally unraveled the reason for Bai Yun's absent-mindedness, since childhood like the sound of dogs and horses insight into the world Zhang Zishan is a person who understands, where the worldly world can make men not energetic There are only two things, silver and beauty.

Since ancient times, heroes can't escape the gentle mound's beautiful talk countless, Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman good. Beauty is a level that no hero can escape. How many heroes are willing to quit this magnificent river and lake drunk and gentle township. How many amorous prodigal sons smile for the beauty, risk their lives, and break their souls. How many bitter lovers are thousands of miles apart, unable to see each other, and unable to sleep day and night. How many infatuated couples, separated by yin and yang, will never see each other, and become depressed. Don't say it far away, just say that Wu Feixia, avenging his beloved, carrying a sword alone, slashing generals and winning the command among tens of thousands of barbarians, has no other prestige in the world, but he is also unable to bring his beloved back to life. The grief-stricken Wu Feixia made a lifelong vow not to marry to remember the Yiren, and I don't know how many young women were heartbroken, all because of a woman in southern Xinjiang.

Zhang Zishan lightly elbowed the ownerless white cloud, and pretended to read seriously: "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost." The so-called according to the people, on the water side. ”

Seeing that Baiyun didn't pay attention, Zhang Zishan continued to read: "Linglong dice An red bean, I don't know if I am lovesick." ”

But Bai Yun still didn't react, Zhang Zishan had an idea and said in a low voice: "Eh, Bai Yun, do you know why that red bean can only be born in the south?"

Bai Yun finally responded, but only shook his head faintly.

"That's because the south is warm and rainy, and it sprouts and grows when the spring breeze blows, but I haven't seen it bud in autumn like you. Zhang Zishan said with a serious face.

Bai Yun's face flushed slightly, and he refuted: "What nonsense are you talking about.

Zhang Zishan smiled, and didn't make a fuss to the end: "I don't talk nonsense, according to my observation, since you came down the mountain, you have been frowning, preoccupied, and always staring at the back of other people's Yuruo in a daze, you kid is not interesting to others?"

Bai Yun turned his head and no longer bothered Zhang Zishan.

Seeing this, Zhang Zishan hugged Bai Yun's shoulders and said with a flattering smile: "Don't worry, God knows this secret, you know it, I know it, I won't tell others, but you tell me when you fell in love with someone?"

Bai Yun angrily patted off Zhang Zishan's hand on his shoulder, and followed the team without saying a word.

Zhang Zishan, who was left out in the cold, shook his head helplessly, held an umbrella and sighed softly: "Since ancient times, there has been affection and empty hatred, and this hatred is endless. ”

Qi Yuzheng and Lin Xueshu led everyone to the evening, the mountain wind was howling, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, but fortunately, there was a dilapidated Bodhisattva temple on the mountainside not far away, which could shelter from the wind and rain and rest for a night.

Push open the crumbling temple door, the first to enter the eye is a fierce god and evil Buddha statue full of spider webs, due to the disrepair of the vermilion wall has faded color, there are still several deep wall knife marks on the wall, occasionally there is rain through the broken tiles into the temple, dripping, the tribute in front of the Buddha and the pampas used to kneel and worship have long been gone, but the dusty incense burner is full of burned incense roots.

"Thank you Bodhisattva for your protection, if it weren't for this Bodhisattva Temple, how would it be good to be stormy tonight. With that, Qi Yuzheng stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the cobwebs on the Buddha statue.

"This Bodhisattva temple should have a steady stream of incense, but now it is deserted and dilapidated, in this barren mountain and wilderness where people are rare, it is not the robbers on the mountain who did it, scared away the pilgrims who came to this incense, and over time it became an empty temple that no one dared to come, and then look at the knife marks on the wall, the strength is strong, deep into the wall, if it is an ordinary thief The government sent a branch of people to exterminate it, but even the government is helpless is not an ordinary robber. Chen Cheng, who didn't talk much along the way, said.

"Yes, I have to be careful tonight, don't let the thieves who rob the house take advantage of it. Qi Yuzheng nodded approvingly.

Zhang Zishan walked around the Buddha statue that had been around for many years, and said in amazement: "The knife work of this Buddha statue is really remarkable, the carving is lifelike, the murderous aura between the eyebrows is strong, the lines are vivid, and the fierce and vicious gas is vividly expressed, and it is a pity to be abandoned in this barren mountain and wilderness!"

"Senior Brother Lin, what is the difference between this fierce Buddha statue and the ordinary Buddha statue with kind eyebrows?" Zhang Zishan wondered.

"This Buddha statue is called Jizo Bodhisattva, ordinary Buddha statues are kind and kind-eyed, showing compassion for the heart, and achieving the compassion of all sentient beings, and such as Jizo Bodhisattva, this fierce and evil Buddha statue, represents the support of Buddhism, subduing demons and eliminating demons. Probably because the people felt that there was something filthy in this barren mountain and wilderness, they invited a Jizo Bodhisattva to suppress the evil spirit here. Lin Xueshu explained Zhang Zishan's confusion one by one.

"I see. Zhang Zishan suddenly opened.

Bai Yun looked at the fierce Buddha statue, and couldn't help but think of the snow-white Beiyan, the old temple that sheltered from the wind and rain, and the kind and kind gray-clothed old monk.

As the night grew thicker and the chill was slightly cooler, everyone lit a bonfire in the temple, and they all fell asleep after eating dry food after a day's hard work.

Bai Yun sat alone in front of the temple gate, with an empty bookbox next to him, watching the rain fall down the roof of the tiles, and the sound of the ticking rain spread in his heart like the sound of a piano.

The young man quietly turned his head, the wind blew into the temple, the bonfire swayed and danced, Zhang Yuruo fell asleep with a sword leaning against the wall, the outline of her side face loomed in the faint light, dressed in white, long hair like snow, out of the world and cold like frost, like a peony in the snow that does not eat the fireworks of the world, attracting countless butterflies to linger, Bai Yun laughed at himself He is also one of them.

Under the heavy rain, a little bear rushed out of the forest, holding the wild fruit and running to the young man sitting at the temple gate, Baiyun smiled and took the wild fruit, wiped off the water droplets with his sleeve and bit down, the little bear with the vermilion mark on the eyebrows shook the rain on his body, and also held the wild fruit to swallow the dates, after the wild fruit was eaten, he quickly ran into the rain, these days has been hiding in the bookbox behind the white cloud, but the lively and active little monster can be suffocated, taking advantage of the nightfall, the wind and rain, everyone sleeps, the little monster can finally come out to carry out activities, of course, this little bear who knows human nature did not forget the white cloud, for fear that the young man will be hungry, and specially picked the wild fruit back to share with the white cloud。

The bonfire is fading, the figure is haggard, the young man rolled up his sleeves, and gently took off the red sandalwood Buddha beads entrusted to him by the gray-clothed old monk and put them in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, this string of red sandalwood Buddha beads suddenly flashed a faint blue light, as if the green light in front of the Buddha was bright and extinguished in the wind for a moment, Bai Yun rubbed his eyes in surprise, but the red sandalwood Buddha beads quickly dimmed, and everything returned to calm.

Zhang Zishan turned over when he was asleep, and accidentally made some noise, after hearing the movement, Bai Yun hurriedly put the beads back in his hand, hurriedly put down his sleeves and looked back, everything in the temple was as usual, Bai Yun breathed a sigh of relief, Buddhism and Taoism double cultivation is a sea of taboos, and outsiders must not be allowed to break through this taboo on him.

Sleepy suddenly, Bai Yun no longer thought about the Buddha beads, and he couldn't figure it out anyway, so he hugged the Shentu sword wrapped in white cloth and leaned against the door frame and fell asleep.

Wind and rain, in the dark place of the mountain forest outside the Bodhisattva Temple, a group of swordsmen with dozens of people dressed in robes slowly approached the mountain temple.

Among this group of swordsmen of unknown origin, an old man with gray temples about sixty years old with an umbrella and another burly one-eyed eagle-nosed man with a scar on his face walked in the forefront, and the one-eyed man also dragged a jet-black broadsword weighing dozens of catties in his hand.

"Brothers, keep up, these fat lambs with swords on their backs are all good goods, they can be sold for a good price when they are pulled out, and there are two delicate chicks who can make us happy, this ticket is good, there are food, drink and women. The one-eyed eagle-nosed man waved the broadsword in his hand and said greedily to the clothed swordsmen who followed behind.

"Old scholar, although there are only seven of these fat lambs, I see that they are all carrying swords, and I am afraid that they are not easy to deal with, so you stay here to act and find an opportunity to secretly clean them up. The one-eyed hawk-nosed man said to the old man beside him.

The old man, whose temples were slightly white, nodded as an old scholar called by the one-eyed man.

This group of sneaking stalkers is the bandits on Longshou Mountain, who are doing the business of licking blood on this Longshou Mountain all the year round, because this group of people are made up of swordsmen who are depressed or have taken a crooked path on the rivers and lakes, so the government has come to exterminate it several times in vain, and the one-eyed eagle-nosed man is the leader of this group of clothed swordsmen, and therefore has a loud nickname, One-Eyed Eagle.

In the darkness, the old scholar happened to see the blue light like electric dew, but his gaze spilled to another dark forest, and his gaze suddenly became solemn.

When the one-eyed eagle and the rest of the clothed swordsmen approached the Bodhisattva Temple, the corners of the old scholar's mouth rose slightly, smiled coldly, put away the umbrella in his hand despite the heavy rain, and turned around and walked into the mountains and forests.