Let's say that the old man returned to the side hall, and meditated alone against the wall, and there was no sound. Wen Zhiliang saw that the moonlight was half hidden and half close, and he was puzzled. According to the yellow calendar, although today is not a day of great luck, but it is not the time when the ghosts and ghosts come out, the sky has changed, humanity is impermanent, so there is no law at all, if it is usual, the sky is the same, the moon is white and the wind is clear, and the ghosts will not come out. But today, the moonlight is halfway, although there is no big problem, but Wen Zhiliang always feels that it is inappropriate. After pondering and meditating for an hour, he ran to the side hall again. There is nothing wrong with meditating and cultivating Dan as always, but after carefully looking at the surrounding furnishings, only a ---- candle is missing.

Wen Zhi's conscience was worried, and he wanted to open his mouth to ask this old way, how to spit out the words in his throat. After more than ten years of cultivation, except for the first time when he first entered the Taoist temple, he called the master, and the master and apprentice turned a blind eye, and the twists and turns can not be exhausted. When he thought of the word apprentice, Wen Zhiliang only felt funny, and he couldn't help laughing, and his eyes were slightly moist when he smiled.

Lao Dao was still silent, as if he hadn't heard it, and closed his eyes in contemplation. Wen Zhiliang stayed for a long time, and when he saw that Lao Dao's expression was not abnormal, he walked out of the hall hesitantly.

Out of the gate of the hall, looking at the wisps of light in his room, Wen Zhi's conscience was a little calm, but he didn't push the door in, just stood outside the house and stared at the light in the room.

In the cell, Li Zhiyu and the others slept grogily, with a slight smile on their faces. Outside the window, there is a slight breeze, blowing away a lot of heat. Although the weather does not turn cool in the southern frontier, it can also take away a lot of air.

Wen Zhiliang stood outside his room for a long time, and when the moon was dark, he still didn't feel sleepy. Although he has already attained quite attainments in practicing martial arts, he is far inferior to the Taoist real people who have never slept and sat for a hundred years to become a golden pill, and it is difficult to look back. But today I didn't feel sleepy, so I could only look at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.

Wen Zhiliang looked at the bright moon hidden by the clouds and then broke out of the clouds, clenched his fists gently, remembering that his past fame sank in the loess, and the glory of the past was in everyone, Wen Zhiliang's conscience became more and more unable to be calm. With a light footstep, the night fades away.

"The grass is slight, it can be formed into a piece, and the piece is full of the original, but at this time, it is difficult for the fire to burn its stem, and it is difficult for the soil to cover its leaves. Wen Zhiliang said.

"The world is flashy, the years have passed, and it has been ten years since I returned to this Luoguan view. Ten years of snap of fingers, ten years of vicissitudes. In the past ten years, I don't know whether I have advanced or retreated. Wen Zhiliang spoke again, but there was more remembrance and lamentation in his words. The figure is not stopped, still running forward, and after a while, it has been more than ten miles. Wen Zhiliang's breath was sluggish, and there was a little sweat on his forehead. Exhaled softly, rested for a while, looked at the surrounding scenery, but found that he had unconsciously come to the secret room where Li Zhiyu was being held.

Wen Zhiliang looked at the familiar scenery in front of him, and there was lament and sadness in his eyes. He paused, and there was a look of struggle in his eyes. He stopped talking, and his body fell backwards, but he finally returned to the same place.

Wen Zhiliang said in a low voice: "The scenery is still the same!"

Wen Zhiliang struggled for a moment, and finally walked into this cell. The cell is deep and cold, and it is just right in the early summer heat, which is a little more comfortable than the stuffy outside. Wen Zhiliang did more than that, grinning. I looked at the surrounding scene, and my heart was sad.

I think that at the beginning, I was embarrassed to join hands in the audience, but now I am only a real person. Wen Zhiliang stroked the window, his eyes were misty. After looking and leaving, I unconsciously arrived at the door of the cell where Li Zhiyu and the others were being held, and opened my eyes to look at the surrounding scene.

Wen Zhiliang stepped slightly, looked at Li Zhiyu and the others, and then looked at the leftover rice soup cans, and listened to the two of them snorting evenly and breathing evenly, and was slightly puzzled. The two of them were only twelve or thirteen years old, although it was the time of vigorous energy, and they did not feel tired, even if they occasionally felt tired, they rested for a while, and they were alive and well, as if they were unconscious. But the two of them were not allowed to advance or retreat in the deep pit for a day, and the two of them had never been able to get food and water to quench their hunger and thirst for a day, even if they had food and water at the moment, they should not breathe evenly and breathe evenly.

Wen Zhiliang was a little puzzled, but the two of them were sleepy, and it would be inappropriate for him to disturb the side branches and give the wise monk a handle. Wen Zhiliang thought for a moment, walked out of the door, and the house was as before.

In the early morning of the next day, Li Zhiyu woke up early, loosened his muscles and bones a little, although his limbs still felt sore, but every time he walked, the dantian qi and sea circulated back and forth, faintly showing the number of days of the week, and he was quite energetic. Li Zhiyu didn't practice martial arts, and he was puzzled in his heart, thinking that it was caused by combing the meridians when the old Taoist saved him, but he didn't need to worry too much. Looking around the cell, Zhao Qingrou was still asleep at the moment, and occasionally a tiny ray of sunlight penetrated in, sprinkled on the four walls of the cell, casting a little light.

Li Zhiyu was about to wake up the sleeping Zhang Yunhui to inquire about the surrounding customs and customs, and to know a little about this Luohu Village, why the surrounding villagers were afraid and respectful of the Taoist priests of the Taoist temple, and why the man called Pengcheng would say that the Taoist priest was a god. Why are the surrounding villagers fanatical, but they have the sole respect for this Taoist priest. But when he looked up to find Zhang Yunhui, he didn't know when he went out.

Li Zhiyu was depressed in his heart, and he had been here for more than three days, but since he had no clue about the affairs in the meantime, this made the young man very troubled.

In the past, the scriptures and poems taught by Mr. were all the truths in the books, although they were very beneficial to the growth of knowledge, but they were still at a loss about life experience. Looking back on the poems and books he had read in the past, Li Zhiyu only thought in his heart: "Since ancient times, the sages have been poor, not to mention that my generation is like duckweed." When Li Zhiyu thought about it, he felt a lot more relieved in his heart, and he rejoiced alone.

"Oh, this girl's body is so sore and tight. The boy in white, quickly beat this girl's shoulders and legs to activate her muscles and bones. Zhao Qingrou said playfully, and looked at Li Zhiyu with a faint smile on his face.

When Li Zhiyu heard this, he replied with a smile: "I don't know if I don't know all kinds of techniques such as pushing the sauna, if the girl really wants to be active, you might as well find an old man, this is the best." ”

Zhao Qingrou smiled when she heard this, recalling that the two of them had been unhindered all the way out of Meiping County, although there were occasional setbacks, but most of them were just deep in the mountains and streams, although it was not easy to move forward, but the two helped each other all the way, but it was not hindered. Only occasionally encountered some problems such as the water on the long shirt and the clothes being scratched by the rocks and trees, but the worry about life was very rare. This is the first time for the two of them.

The two laughed for a long time, waiting for the sun to shine through the window, and the oblique shadows sprinkled indoors, and the two knew that the sun was high. Outside, there was a faint sound of screaming, and Li Zhiyu and the others turned their heads and looked at the faces of the people who opened the door, only to feel familiar.

"The moon was dark last night, and the two of them must not know the face of the poor road. Poor Dao is a person here, who has been here for many years, there is a common name called Zhang Yunhui, the two of them are responsible for food and clothing, and if they have instructions, they can only put forward. After Zhang Yunhui finished speaking, he looked at the faces of Li Zhiyu and the others. I secretly said in my heart, these two people are good-looking, the man's eyebrows are delicate, and his voice is gentle, and the woman's face is good, her figure is slender, and her eyebrows have aura, which is like the gods, ghosts and monsters recorded in the Persona of Mountains and Seas, and the gods and ghosts recorded in the search for gods and ghosts. Zhang Yunhui pondered for a moment, and then remembered the old words of yesterday, he was suspicious in his heart, and it was not easy to ask Li Zhiyu, so he could only stand aside and chant silently.

After a while, Zhao Qingrou was hungry in her stomach, and noisily asked Zhang Yunhui to fetch food to satisfy her hunger. Zhang Yunhui couldn't stand Zhao Qingrou's shouting, so he had to go out of the room to cook the meal.

Let's talk about the Jingxiang Temple, the wise monk has not slept all night. Not only was he worried that Wen Zhiliang would deal with Li Zhiyu and the two without authorization, but he was also afraid that the Taoist priest would really incinerate the two in front of many villagers in the village, which would be even more glorious, and the wise elder was helpless. After thinking about it, I couldn't figure it out, so I kept looking at the bright moon and was worried, and there were a lot more wrinkles on my face this night.

Huijue stood in the middle of the house and stayed awake all night. Since I saw Wen Zhiliang stepping out of the lotus last night, there are hidden fairies scattering flowers around, and when the weather becomes a rainbow, I feel a little bad in my heart. Others don't know about his master's tricks, but he knows what the Buddha says, and the lotus flower is just a juggling trick, so he also bluffs those villagers to earn some incense and surplus money, but the gentle and conscience method makes Huijue unable to find the bottom.

If that Wen Zhiliang is also like the master to play some tricks, then it will be fine, and it will be a big deal to make it more dazzling. People in the world are stupid, they all love dazzling colors and shining things, and this Luohu Village is a major case of human life in the military array, as long as it is not a major crime of collaborating with the enemy, how can the county official have the heart to care about these. Besides, if it weren't for the county guard's deep morality, this county official would have returned to his hometown or found another way to be transferred to the south of the gentle Jiangnan. I heard that the little lady in the south of the Yangtze River was dripping with tender water, and the monk Huijue thought about it here, and swallowed his saliva.

Outside the house, someone knocked on the door gently, and Huijue thought to himself, so he didn't know what to say. When the man was impatient to walk into the room and coughed, Huijue came back to his senses and looked at the wise monk in front of him.

"Huijue, this seat has been knocking on the door for a long time, but how can you ignore it. The wise monk's tone was slightly stern. Hui Jue's eyes turned, looked left and right, and saw that there were no pedestrians, so he hurriedly closed the door, and then found a chair to sit on the wise monk.

"Master didn't know, the disciple thought hard about countermeasures all night yesterday, and he had already thought deeply, so the master knocked on the door and the disciple realized it later, and the master saw the sin. Huijue replied softly, still bowing his head and locking his eyebrows, as if he was thinking bitterly.

Seeing this, Wisdom bowed his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Then you can think of a good plan." ”

Huijue didn't answer, and only after a while did he ask: "Master's Tao is profound, he contemplates Buddhism every day, and listens to the Bodhisattva's teachings and teachings during the day. After Huijue finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the old monk again.

The old monk was secretly angry when he heard this, but it was difficult to refute it. After all, he is superb in Buddhism, but how can he be angry and angry in his compassionate nature, so he has to be patient and say: "My disciple, all living beings in the world are equal, and the Buddha in the past cut meat and fed the eagle, how merciful." Today, how can we people in Buddhism tolerate Wen Zhiliang to mutilate innocents, and it is really a sin to give this pair of young people's surnames to their lives. The monk folded his hands and his eyes filled with compassion.

Hui Jue heard the words of the wise monk, and only felt funny in his heart, since the wisdom monk came here, although there are occasional subtle sayings, but most of the time is just a quick recitation of the scriptures, slurred speech, to do the Bodhisattva manifestation to confuse everyone. Many villagers are difficult to get through to the outside world, so they don't know that those famous mountains and ancient temples and monks preach the scriptures. I thought that the monks under the heavens and the earth were like wise monks, opening their mouths to Bodhisattvas and closing their mouths to Amitabha.

Huijue thought for a moment, combed through all the actions of the wise old monk here, and pondered the subtleties, so that one day the wise monk would sit down, and he would take over.

"This is a person who should be sleek and methodical, and he needs to be rigid in dealing with foreign affairs. Sandwiched with the dazzling color of miracles, demagoguery, so that it can not be obtained, read but not read, then I accumulate power, then the vulgar can become a god, and the monk can become a Buddha. Huijue muttered to herself.

When the wise monk waited for a long time, he saw that Huijue was just muttering to himself, without any countermeasures, he stood up and knocked Huijue's big bald head vigorously. Huijue was in pain, and raised his head to look at the master, his eyes puzzled.

"Countermeasures!" the wise monk's tone was slightly heavy and slightly annoyed.

"Master, you still remember the origin of the name of this Pure Fragrance Temple ten years ago. Hui Jue said with a smile, and the old monk slapped his head violently, and the bald head made a loud bang. Hui Jue smiled, waiting for the master to praise him. But the wise old monk walked over tremblingly and slapped Huijue on the head again. Hui Jue's eyes were puzzled.

"Master teaches you to enlighten a Zen"

"Dare to ask Master, what Zen?"

"Pick up"