After Master Huiping calmed down a little, he asked, "Senior Brother Huijing, the other two apprentices also worshiped in Jixia Mountain?"

Bai Yun's clear eyes flashed for a moment, and he nodded and replied: "Yes, I worshiped the first vein of Feilai Peak, and gradually entered the Changhong Peak under Uncle Kong, while Xiao Gu worshiped under the door of Wu Feixia and Uncle Wu." ”

The monk Huiping gently put down the tea lid, exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, glanced at Bai Yun meaningfully, and said with deep feelings: "You are a lay disciple of Senior Brother Huijing in the door of the mountain, and you are indeed a disciple of half of Muru Temple, but the catastrophe of Muru Temple is extremely dangerous, once it is decided, there is no way out, and it is very likely to become a victim of the competition between the temple and the rivers and lakes, the poor monk asks you again, do you really want to spend this catastrophe with Muru Temple?"

For some reason, when the Huiping monk said this, the shadow of the gray-clothed old monk kept floating by, Bai Yun bit his lower lip tightly, and his eyes revealed incomparable perseverance: "Seriously." ”

Bai Yun's answer seemed to have been expected by the old monk for a long time, and the Huiping monk nodded slightly, drank the Longjing tea soup in the teacup, and slowly got up and walked out of the house.

Bai Yun stared at the tea soup and was slightly distracted, stretched out his fingers to pick up a piece of tea and put it in his mouth, the tea taste was bitter and astringent, but the entrance was refreshing, the bitterness faded away, and the sweet aftertaste was endless.

When his thoughts were up and down, Bai Yun mentioned that Shen Di also walked out of the house together.

The yard was clean and leisurely, Fa Yu was squatting in the corner of the wall to remove weeds for a seedling, heard the sound of footsteps in the house, looked back at the old and young who walked out of the house, and turned around as if nothing happened, and continued to take care of his flowers and plants, and the terrifying-looking black tiger, after a full meal of endless fruits, lay at the door of the yard and fell asleep, probably sleeping, Master Huiping and Bai Yun also lazily turned over when they walked out of the yard.

Master Huiping looked at the Buddha characters on the wall, his eyes stagnant.

Bai Yun stood behind the gray-clothed monk, looked up at the gloomy sky for a moment, and asked with a fluttering gaze: "When will this catastrophe come?"

The old monk Huiping replied calmly: "It's almost there." ”

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In the chrysanthemum garden, the plain-robed boy stood on the edge of the chrysanthemum fence with his hands in his hands, and two monks with red lips and white teeth squatted aside with their cheeks.

This son is the guest who presided over the invitation to the mountain, although the two monks and children played deeply, but they did not dare to have the slightest slack, but the plain robe boy has been staying in the house after living in the chrysanthemum garden, and there is no way to call them, and now it is the first time to go out of the courtyard, the guest who is carrying a strange wooden sword in the bun Xia Mountain left, the plain robe boy waved his sleeves and let them play all over the place, two monks and children, you look at me, I look at you, for fear of angering this son who is not shallow at the end of the detail, and suddenly frightened his eyes red and wanted to cry, who knew that this plain robe boy just smiled softly and said, last night's battle scared tired and wanted to recuperate。

The monks had no choice but to leave the room, but they were afraid that they would be blamed for neglecting the guests and would be held accountable by the elders and the host, so they did not dare to go far and stayed in the courtyard

Playing chrysanthemums outside, waiting for the call of the plain robe boy at any time, if he is really blamed, there is a good saying.

The two monks went out to fetch water and came back, this son was still standing alone on the edge of the chrysanthemum fence, and he estimated that he had stood for an hour, motionless like the Buddha statue in the Haihui Hall, whether he was in a bored daze, or was he enjoying the chrysanthemum scene with great interest?

The two monks and children only dared to make eye contact and did not dare to make any visions, lest they spoil the interest of the plain-robed boy to enjoy the scenery.

The eyes of the plain-robed boy fell intently on a slightly declining Zou Ju, his eyes faintly faintly glowing, and the hand holding the broken fan was quietly clenched.

"People are harmless to the tiger's heart, and the tiger is hurtful. The plain-robed boy muttered to himself suddenly.

The two monks and children could not hear the words of the plain robed boy clearly, but they could think of the scary-looking black tiger, although the big tiger was a sitting spirit animal accepted by the senior brother of the Fa Yu, and the battle in Wanfoping was like a god descending into the world, helping a group of decent disciples to reverse the decline, and stubbornly holding on to the head of Xiao to solve the situation, but for this black tiger that made the big snow mountain frightened for hundreds of miles, the old and young people up and down the Muru Temple have heard a little, the black tiger has eaten hundreds of people alive on the big snow mountain, It is simply a bloodthirsty obstacle, once this black tiger who does not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, actually greedily peeped at a passing immortal, and was suppressed by this free-spirited immortal at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain, sleeping in the open and drinking snow and frost for hundreds of years, and then Fa Yu traveled thousands of miles and passed by the Great Snow Mountain, which saved it from the seal of the old immortal.

After thinking about it carefully, the two monks turned pale and hurriedly looked around, as if the black tiger that could bite a person's head with a bite was nearby.

The boy in the plain robe wanted to walk around in the courtyard, but he saw two monks squatting outside the courtyard looking around, looking extremely funny, so he laughed softly: "Didn't I let you each play your own way? Why, are you still reluctant to go?"

The faces of the two monks were filled with embarrassment, and they said hesitantly: "Childe, you are a distinguished guest on the mountain, the elder has told us to serve a good son, if the elder knows that we have left our posts without permission, we will definitely punish the little monk for thinking about it." ”

After going up the mountain, the plain-robed prince smiled rarely, waved his hand and said: "This courtyard is very stuffy, and it is a shame that you have been here all day, go and get busy, if the elders are really held accountable, you will say that the dragon prince wants to be quiet before letting you leave." ”

The monk who was squatting on the ground stood up straight, and after glancing at each other, he still didn't dare to retreat.

The plain-robed boy said softly again: "Go quickly." ”

The two innocent monks with red lips and red teeth grinned and made a Buddhist salute to the plain-robed boy: "Thank you, Childe." ”

Before the words fell, he ran out of the courtyard with a grin.

The plain-robed boy gradually smiled and sighed inexplicably.

At this moment, the door creaked open, and the woman in purple with a pale face held the door

Get out of the yard.

The plain-robed boy turned his head when he heard the sound, frowned, and hurriedly walked towards the purple clothes.

"Qiuli, what are you doing here? Your injuries have not healed, the wind in this courtyard is very strong, if you accidentally catch a cold, it will be troublesome, although Master Huiping said that although the injuries on your body are no longer serious, you have to recuperate for several days to heal, you are so willful that you will fall into the root of the disease, if you fall into a weak body, how to serve this son in the future. The plain-robed boy was anxious, holding the crumbling purple clothes with one hand, and said with a nagging mouth.

Ziyi squeezed out a stiff smile with difficulty, trying his best to maintain a steady stand, but he was still shaking: "Don't worry, Childe, Qiuli's injury has healed, but his spirit has not recovered yet, just come out and bask in the sun." ”

Then, the purple face looked at the gloomy sky, and a bad omen suddenly emerged in her heart, she tightened the arm of the plain-robed boy, and said with a heavy heart: "Childe, the wood is like the dark clouds on the mountain, as if there is no half of the spiritual breath of the place of Buddhism, countless obscure weather is gathering here, there will be a big event in the next few days, we still leave quickly... ”

The boy in the plain robe didn't answer, and before Ziyi finished speaking, he hugged Qianqian's thin waist and picked her up, pushed the door into the room and walked straight to the bed, gently and gently carried Ziyi back to the bed.

"You just recuperate here, you don't have to worry about the rest. The plain-robed boy sat down on the edge of the bed and gently brushed away the messy hair on the front of the purple robe's forehead.

"Childe... Ziyi wanted to say goodbye, but the plain-robed boy stopped her lips with his fingers.

"How can your son-in-law wait here to die for no reason?" the plain-robed boy smiled faintly and let go of his fingers that were dotting his purple-clothed lips.

"But there is no news from the soldiers of the North Mansion of Donglin Mansion, in case King Wu really disregards the slightest bit of flesh and blood and drives the elite of Yangzhou City out of the nest, and the prince has no possibility of retreating with his whole body. The purple clothes were gloomy, and the beads of sweat slipped down his forehead, and he kept panting and said: "Not only can you uproot the long nail that is nailed into the waist of Muru Temple, but also lock the son and the dragon vein, King Wu's abacus is really wonderful, no wonder the emperor... The old man hesitated and considered it again and again, and refused to let the son go to Jiangnan alone. ”

The true identity is Zhao Chengtian, the prince of the Great Liang Dynasty, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the Prime Minister's persuasion and support, and the good words in my father's ear, how could I get this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make contributions." ”

Ziyi calmed down his breath and whispered: "I don't know if Prime Minister Fang is right or wrong this time, after putting the prince in a place where there is no place to be buried, he will draw his salary from the bottom of the kettle, so that the merits of the prince are not lower than the second prince who guards the border, and he went down to the south of the Yangtze River alone to retrieve the dragon vein lock of the rise and fall of Guan Daliang, and walked on a trip in this muddy rivers and lakes where fish and dragons are mixed, which is more dangerous than sitting in the army of ten thousand to kill the enemy and charge the battle." ”

The plain-robed boy looked at the room and flicked the tall nose of the purple cloth lightly, signaling her not to work hard to diverge her thoughts, a

It is a foregone conclusion that it is useless to think too much.

"Put it to death and then live, it seems to be an extremely stupid strategy, but it is actually a strategy to turn things around, if I don't get a tiger in the tiger's den, if I don't show some merit in front of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs, the Nine Dragons Golden Throne above 10,000 people will have to be handed over, how can I retreat at this last moment?" The plain-robed boy sat on the edge of the bed, folded the plain long sleeves in front of his knees and said: "Lord Li Hei has always had no last resort, and he has always been strategic, and he can only believe in him. ”

Ziyi's long autumn eyes are like a soulless drift, she is well versed in the temperament of the plain robe, once the matter is decided, there is no room for discussion, after a moment of silence, she said: "Qiu Li is dull, and I still can't figure out the intention of the prince and Bai Yun to say that." ”

The boy in the plain robe smiled deeply: "Bai Yun is determined to wade into this muddy water, I don't believe he will really stand by and watch, one more Dou Xian'er, how can the odds of winning be one more point?"

(End of chapter)

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