The three of them walked out of Qin Ying's bedroom, turned seven times and eight turns, and performed about Mo tea kung fu in the house, and then arrived in front of the pavilion. At the beginning of the first look, there is no plaque and no lock, ordinary, not very eye-catching; push the door in, Wulu raised eyebrows and looked around, saw that this room is not very big, the inside is for sitting in the west of the east white jade Guanyin, the shape is lifelike, the devil axe is wonderful, the snow is bright room, the breadth of compassion. In the middle of the shrine, the purple jade plate is enshrined in yellow and painted with golden lotus, the five-color glazed Su oil Changming lamp is one on the left and right, there are more than ten scriptures on the table next to the Buddha shrine, and there are two or three futons under it.

"It was originally Song Lou's grandmother's own scripture hall. Wulu rolled his eyes and said secretly in his heart.

"And come with it. ”

Qin Ying took a deep breath, bowed inward to the Bodhisattva statue three times, and then slowly paced two steps to the table where the Buddhist scriptures were placed, and looked at it as if it was easy, respectfully turned one of the pages of the "Ranga Sutra", and then pointed to a side of the page with her fingertips, her lips were open, and she sang four sentences silently.

After a pause, Qin Ying was not in a hurry, lowered her eyebrows and looked again, and opened another "Great Amitabha Sutra", rummaged through it, and found forty-eight immeasurable wishes.

"Let me be a Buddha, and there will be no women in the country. Qin Yingzhu's lips opened slightly, and she read slowly: "There are women, hearing my name, rejoicing in Xinle, developing bodhicitta and hating women's bodies. At the end of life, those who revert to female appearance do not attain enlightenment. As soon as the words fell, Qin Ying was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her hand, covering her entire face over her clothes, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she couldn't stop eating and laughing.

Seeing this, Wulu couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart, swallowed his mouth and saliva, lowered his eyebrows and coughed softly.

When Qin Ying heard this, she also understood, snorted in her nose, and took out the "Yuanjue Sutra" with her hand, turned it to the end, but closed her eyes, and then pointed with her fingertips, reciting it word by word, "Shizun, I also guard the person who holds the scriptures, guards day and night, and makes you unyielding." If any spirit invades its realm, I will make it shatter like dust. ”

After finishing speaking, Wulu Hun did not have time to show the impatience and unhappiness in his face, and he heard a sneer in his ears, his body trembled, and he looked closely, and saw that the wall of the table in front of him was divided up and down;

Qin Ying took a look at the half side of her cheeks, slowly glanced at Wuluhun's place, put her hand on her wrist, and without saying a word, she put her feet and went to the secret room.

Seeing this, Wulu Hun blinked his eyebrows twice, and was about to lean over and follow, but his heart moved, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qin Ying's back with the same situation, and saw that it was completely covered by the shadow wall, Wulu Hun lowered his eyebrows, his feet seemed to be caught by a ghost, and he involuntarily stopped in front of the table, and wanted to look at the few scriptures in front of him, but it was only a moment, but he changed his mind in an instant, and he did not dare to contaminate, his hands shrank into his sleeves, his face tightened, but he took a few steps back to the statue of Guanyin, and then cautiously raised his hands and bowed down, and said with words in his mouth: "Great compassion, save the suffering, there is no Guanyin Bodhisattva in the south!"

Calling out the holy name, Wulu Hun closed his eyes and opened them, and he fell forward and fell together, calmed down, and went to chase after Qin and the two of them as soon as he slipped away.

Entering the secret room, Wulu Hun looked left and right, saw that this room was very large, the layout was simple, there was nothing else around, all of them were not more than a few warp cabinets, they were densely packed but neatly arranged;

Wulu Hun was stunned, and he didn't care about it, he casually touched a book to the nearest place, and took a closer look, Fang Cha was a hand-copied Buddhist scripture, and the text was written, and there was no difference.

"It took a lot of thought and a lot of effort, but how could I get this secret room just for storing scriptures?" Wulu was full of doubts in his brain, his cheeks were one and the other, and his heart couldn't stop muttering.

At this moment, Guo Xing shook his ears, and he didn't hear the sound behind him, so he raised his palm and pressed it on the back of Qin Ying's palm, stopped and stood still, and shouted: "You kid, don't stay with it." ”

Wulu heard the voice, responded lightly, ran forward in three steps and two steps, bent left and right in the midst of many scriptures, took a shortcut, blinked his eyebrows, and finally went hand in hand with Qin Ying.

The three of them then pocketed a bag of cigarettes in the room, and then went to a stone gate; they saw that the length and width of the stone gate were about half a zhang, and the dense carvings on it were the eight cold and eight hot hell variations; in the middle of the stone door, there was a keyhole, and the shape and size were the same as the lock of the five deer hun had seen.

Wulu Hun looked at the hell in disguise a few times, his heart was weak, he felt very uncomfortable, the back of his neck was cold, and the cold hairs on his arms couldn't stop standing up.

Although it is difficult to see things on one side, his heart is as clear as a mirror, hehe laughed dryly, and his face towards Wulu Hun was full of hatred. After a while, Guo Xinggong sneered lightly, and did not take the opportunity to scrub Wulu Hun with sharp teeth, but instead tightened his lips, paced closer to Qin Ying, slowly reached out and groped for something in his sleeve, and slowly handed it over.

At this moment, Wulu's eyelids tightened, and he impartially took a look at the object clearly-Qin Ying's palm was holding, was it the folding fan that Wen Renzhan had come by?

Without waiting for Wulu Hun to think about it, Qin Ying was already pacing forward, with her back to Wulu Hun, turning and pushing, moving her fingers in unison, whirling around, three times and five divided by two, she inserted the folding fan into the door, turned her wrist, listened with bated breath, and heard the crunchy click of the lock heart;

Seeing this, Wulu bit his lower lip shallowly, lowered his eyelids, and naturally said in his heart: No wonder Brother Rong is so precious with this fan.

"The old man advises Erlang, don't play this folding fan idea. Qin Ying put the folding fan into her sleeve, handed it with cold eyes, and said slowly, just poking at Wulu Hun's tricky thoughts, "Not to mention that this folding fan has its own three evils, water, fire, and poison, if it is really used as a folding fan, it can be applied as usual, once it is cleverly operated, if you don't follow the Fa Practice, you will have to end up destroying people and dying; The first door can't be opened, so what's the point of this lock?"

Qin Ying paused, laughed twice, turned to the front, and looked at Wulu Hun without blinking, and his eyes were blazing.

"You kid should have heard of the name of the fish and dragon on the Chaotic Cloud Pavilion, and he was clever in his work, and the machine spring blocked the ghosts and gods. After finishing speaking, Qin Ying's face faintly showed a little frustration and gloom, she took a long breath, raised her eyebrows and changed color again, and chuckled to herself: "The old clumsy case is on the scriptures, but the months change; ”

As soon as these words fell, Wulu couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and secretly praised the wisdom of the fish and dragon like a god and a demon, which was really breathtaking;

When he thought about it for a while, Wulu Hun turned gloomy, took two steps back in a hurry, and responded: "Grandma really looks down on the bottom." After a pause, his eyes brightened instantly, he got up and faced him, the corners of his lips hooked, and he smiled tentatively: "The first weight of the mechanism is exquisite, I am afraid that the secret room where you and I are is is definitely not just for the purpose of hiding scriptures." ”

Qin Ying saw Wulu hun raise his palm and point at the case behind him, and his heart chuckled, but his face was full of emotion, and he said coldly, "Smart and mistaken by cleverness, it is the heart of the old clumsy Chen Cang." After saying that, Qin Ying's eyebrows flew, and she opened her lips and smiled: "In this hall, there are many scriptures copied by old clumsy people, and they are priceless as far as Song Lou is concerned. If you, a child, are very resentful about the limit of the three secrets, and the old clumsy Song Lou does not want to deceive and deceive the small, and allows you to copy the Heart Sutra by hand, how about a thin gift?"

Wuluhun heard this, his face was even more scornful, his cheeks were bulging, he slowly cleared the turbidity in his body, smacked his lips, and was silent with contempt.

Seeing that Wulu Hun should not be silent, Qin Ying didn't care, she raised her palm to the side and gently put her shoulders together, her chin was pointed forward and retreated, and Wulu Hun quickly went to the second secret room.

"If you can enter here, go straight inward, go up about a hundred steps, and you will see a spiral staircase, go down it, see things with difficulty, may you not be afraid, child, and go forward. ”

Wulu Hun heard the sound, and the suspense jumped hard again, raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips, measured his strength, and waited for a moment and a half to calm his heart and stabilize his heart, this side sighed, slowly approached Qin Ying, and then a word, and slowly put aside the next sentence "It has been about three days to attack Jin Wei with the three night guards", waiting to see Qin Ying's sudden change of color, Wulu Hun is a little comfortable, Jia Yong shook his shoulders, put his feet and went forward.

After entering the second secret room, Wulu Hun followed Qin Ying's words, went straight forward, walked half a light of tea Chenguang, and sure enough, he saw the downward spiral dark ladder. It is only half a moment to walk along the way, the five deer eyes are difficult to see the surrounding objects clearly, in the fog, only smell a little mud moist; the two feet step by step forward to probe, intuition this road is high and low, such as sheep intestines, such as silkworm bushes, the road is difficult, it is difficult to climb to the sky.

Wulu Hun groped while thinking that Qin Ying would not prepare the lights for herself, and she would have the intention of beating, thinking of this, Wu Luhun pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice, "I knew earlier, so I shortened the three-day period into two days, and I will be in the pin mill building to sell the grind and grind, and discipline her Grandma Song Lou to be careful!"

After a long stick of incense, Wulu's forehead was already covered with thin sweat; his ears trembled, and he was shocked to hear the sound of dripping water, and his eyes were certain, and he finally found a glimmer of light.

On the first day of the new year, Wulu Hun stretched out his coat to cover his face, and when the feeling of dizziness subsided slightly, this side withdrew his hand, fixed his eyebrows, and ran forward quickly with light. After a bend, the five deer stopped steeply, the lips were slightly open, and the heart couldn't stop drumming: I saw that right now, the flowers and trees are flourishing - there are eight sections of Changchun grass, and the flowers that are not thanked at four o'clock; Raising his eyebrows and looking up, he can't see the day, but this cave is full of silver lights, as bright as day.

Wulu looked around, the soles of his feet seemed to have grown roots and buds, and he froze in place, and couldn't stop muttering silently in his heart: This place is simply a miracle of creation!

After waiting for a while, there was still no one to be seen, and Wulu felt helpless, so he had to purse his lips and be uninvited.

Through the corridor and through the pavilion, you can see a room.

The interior furnishings are elegant, and there are a number of ink treasures on the wall, which are particularly conspicuous: one is the book "the spiritual realm is rare, and the good period is easy to lose; the phase and the panhuan, to enjoy the rest of the year", the second is "the window throws flies, and the gap is riding"; there are still two paintings, spread out on the bookcase, the ink is just dry, one is the book "the poor and the poor, poor and greedy; the poor but not the poor, not poor in righteousness", the other is "ants in the yuan no dream, the water competition is not careful".

Wulu closed the lock tightly, as if he felt that something was wrong, blinked his eyebrows many times, and carefully distinguished, but he couldn't say why.

Exiting this room, Wulu walked around and around, and then touched into a room. As soon as I entered, I saw the pebble pearl spread in the four corners, and the coral stood in the middle. Pull the curtain forward, and then enter a room - the full moon door, the crystal barrier, the glazed net household, and the laurel tree in the back garden.

Seeing this, Wulu was shocked, and secretly swallowed his saliva, but he choked himself so much that he couldn't cough.

"This ...... Look at this ornament, just like Zhang Lihua's Golden Gui Guanghan Palace, like Cai Ronghua's Xiaoxiang green window...... "Wulu Hun raised his palm to cover his mouth, and when he stopped coughing, he pursed his lips, lowered his eyebrows, and secretly said: Those who can live here, how can they not be both talented and beautiful, and charming?

The voice fell, and the sound of boiling gold and stone suspension wire pipes outside the room was heard. The tune is more than chaotic, the sound is high but not noisy, the five notes are repeated, and the six rhythms are known.

It's a pity that Wulu Hun was suddenly defenseless, and the sound of the music of Zhijiao was so startled that his scalp was numb, his facial features were shifted, and his ears were rumbling and drumming.

In the first year of junior high school, Wulu Hun was very obedient, holding his fist with one palm, looking at the six roads, picking up the ground with his heels, one step at a time, and being cautious and tight.

Bag of cigarettes, following the sound, Wulu Hun finally touched the front of another room. Thinking of the sentence "The golden wind has not moved the cicada first, and the secret plan is impermanent", Wulu swallowed his mouth and saliva, opened the door with a squeak, and then quickly took two steps back, arched his shoulders and back, and held a defensive strain. Unexpectedly, in an instant, Wulu's eyelids tightened, his jaw unconsciously poked forward, his lips opened, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

"It's... This ......"

At present, the room is empty, and those who ring bells and drums, and taste bamboo and silk are just three or five clever wooden people.

Seeing this, Wulu couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, shook his eyebrows and smiled: "I think I have seen the wind-crossing bird on Jiming Island, and saved the life of the wooden ape in the Chaotic Cloud Pavilion. After the words were finished, he went straight to the front and stroked and stroked, feeling that this place was full of treasures, and he really couldn't figure out what was going on.

At the time of self-sorrow and defeat, Wulu Hun Ear Guo shook, the corners of his lips shrank, and turned back suddenly, but he saw that the distance was not enough to be far away, and he suddenly showed a personal figure, and looked closely, only to see that the person who came was very white, gray and black, and his face did not know the age of the destiny, and he looked quite gentle and simple: he had a long beard and eyes like stars, and his wide robe and big sleeves were green. Tolerance is floating, the cloud heart is moony, and the fall is extraordinary, and there is no match in the world. There is a five-treasure gold silk hollow sachet hanging on the side, and there is nothing long.

When the four eyes were paired, the other party also stopped and stood still, and when Wuluhun looked up and down, the smile on his face couldn't help but freeze in place, and it was difficult to collect.

Wulu opened his lips slightly, rubbed his tongue against the root of his teeth, and hurriedly pondered in his heart: This one, isn't it Li Siyou, the owner of the building? If it is inferred from the rumors, it should always be the year of doing what he wants, and now he looks, how can he be significantly smaller than Grandma Song Lou?

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Wuluhun was already forced to squeeze a smile, and bowed down and said lightly: "The seniors are above, and they are bowing down." ”

The person who came was a little stunned when he heard the sound, and quietly closed the gloomy look in his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips, stepped forward while putting his feet, and said slowly in a loud voice: "Respect the posture of the dragon and phoenix, and look down, it is really too late for the little old man to meet it." ”

Wulu pursed his lips, but he was a little unaccustomed to this politeness, thought for a moment, his eyes swirled slightly, and he bowed his head again, and said with a smile: "In the next blessing, I came to disturb, one is to find my father on behalf of the girl, and the other is to pass on the voice of Grandma Song Lou." ”

The person who came smiled, raised his eyebrows, and retorted to Wulu Hun word by word: "In this way, you know the identity of the little old man?"

"Although he is stupid and dull-eyed, with the guidance of Grandma Song Lou, I also know that Your Excellency is the owner of the Pinmo Building, who is famous and famous-Li Siyou. ”

The voice fell, and the person who came didn't know whether it was right or wrong, but he just laughed once, fixed his eyes and asked again, "Grandma Song Lou has spoken, why don't you come in person?"

Wulu's eyebrows lowered slightly, and he replied slowly: "Grandma is getting older, her legs and feet are inconvenient, and she really can't get out of Song Lou's affairs. ”

"The little old man is expected to be in the rivers and lakes, and the relationship between Song Lou and Mo Lou is very good, and it is the most rebellious, and it has been like a family for decades. The person who came grabbed the sachet with one hand, and put the other hand behind him, with a smile on his face, and put his feet around the five deer and circled around.

"Respect the driver and come to the judgment, is that what you say is false or true?"

Wulu's heart moved, he was really a little confused, his lips opened, he stumbled and stumbled, and spoke with some façade.

"Humanity is as white-headed as new, as old as ever, and friendship is the same age; besides, in the rivers and lakes, there are many people, and the so-called three-inch tongue is like a sword, and this person's words are not fully believed. It's just that he is very familiar with Song Lou Rong Huan Gongzi and is intimate, and he listens to his words and is favored by the pin Mo Lou, and he respects and trusts you. Brother Rong is a rookie in the Jianghu family, and he is a peerless person, and what he says is true. Before the words fell, Wulu Hun already showed embarrassment on his face, and he muttered in his heart: This person asked me like this, could it be that he had a deep dislike for Song Lou, and he didn't have much friendship with Lao Shizi at all?

Before thinking about a cause and effect, Wulu Hun flashed at present, his body consciously turned to the side, and he couldn't hide his ears quickly, and he saw a small thing swishing from the side, and he didn't know where he hit the machine spring in the hall behind him.

"Don't panic. The person walked to the opposite side of Wuluhun, stopped his steps for a while, casually tore open the sachet, and slowly put the remaining dried flowers between his fingers.

Wulu's throat tightened, and the atmosphere was difficult to get out, so he had to look intently at the white knuckles and the nails with a little pale pink color.

The visitor coughed lightly twice, raised his eyebrows and faced Wuluhun, his cheeks were crooked, and he said in a slow voice as if to soothe: "Little Lao'er does have a deep friendship with Song Lou. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wulu was like being amnesty, biting his lower lip shallowly, and in a panic in his mouth, he promised two sentences of "very lucky, very good", and shouted in his heart, and then called for a jar of good wine and drank a few bowls, so as to suppress his shock.

"It's just," he said, and then dragged Wuluhun's heart and liver out of his chest.

"I, Li Siyou, have such a friendship with Grandma Song Lou, but she said that her legs and feet are inconvenient, and she has refused to come to visit for many years. ”

Wulu heard this, his face was already tight, he poked his tongue and moistened his lips, humming and chirping but unable to answer.

"I don't know what kind of friendship Zunjia has with Song Lou? Is it sparse or thick, is it far away?"

Wulu blinked his eyebrows twice, weighed it many times, and was thinking about not knowing how to make a stubble, but he was shocked by this person's next words, and his ears were full of thunder, and he was terrified.

"If you have a shallow relationship, she will not entrust you to take care of Fengbai, since the friendship is kind, if the little old man leaves you here, I am not afraid that she will not be impatient, and Mo Ken will come to you in person. ”

Wulu heard the voice, it was really ridiculous, his eyebrows were closed, and he exclaimed in his heart: This pin mill building is a sad cloth bag that can't be carried, thrown away, or opened!