Shuai Guo practiced 'reading' for one night, and there was no substantial breakthrough. Shook his head helplessly, although there was no progress, but his spirit was exceptionally good.

He looked up and looked out the window.

The sun shone in.

Shuai Guo stood up, went to knock on the door of the little poison and the painter's room, and was ready to set off, so he went to the temple of the temple.

The painter woke up early, he thought for a while last night, Shuai Guo and his party were going to the temple of the temple, and they still had to return to Dunhuang when the time came.

Then why should I suffer that sin, just wait in Dunhuang.

I'm older and I don't like tossing.

In order to paint the posthumous works of Saint Wu Daozi, he traveled thousands of miles from Kaifeng to Dunhuang, and now that he thinks about it, he is still a little impulsive.

After he saw the mural once, he didn't want to see it again, not because the painting of Saint Wu Daozi was not good enough, but because he had already entered the Tao, and he would not gain anything from looking at it again.

He's already in the door, and it's up to him to realize.

And the weather in Dunhuang is really unbearable, or open the seal, neither hot nor cold, and the four seasons are pleasant.

The painter's door opened and he looked at the handsome pot, "I won't go, I'll wait for you in Dunhuang, and you can come back to pick me up when the time comes." ”

Shuai Guo said, "That's fine." ”

I thought, less drag.

The dog slept in the painter's room, woke up when he heard the movement, walked beside the painter, and looked at the handsome pot.

Shuai Guo said, "Roaring dog, can you go?"

The Howling Dog shook his head.

The painter said, "The Howling Dog, just stay with me." ”

Shuai Guo said in his heart, this burden is useless, you want to drink water, you want to eat meat, and you are afraid of being tired, so it is better to let it stay in Dunhuang.

He said to the Howling Dog, "Silly dog, protect the painter." ”

The whistling dog stuck out its tongue and nodded, it didn't want to follow Shuai Guo at all, the weather was too hot, and it had to run on the road to keep up with Shuai Guo's footsteps.

Shuai Guo turned his head to the painter and said, "My dog, I'll leave it to you to take care of." ”

The painter said, "With me, I guarantee that I will raise it for nothing." ”

Shuai Guo frowned and said, "You can't be fat anymore." ”

The painter smiled awkwardly and said, "I know." ”

Shuai Guo instructed the roaring dog again, "Dead dog, if you get fat, I will stew you when I come back." ”

The Howling Dog turned around and returned to the room, lying under the table.

Heart, pet, Lao Tzu is fat or not, it's your business, this cares, that cares, Lao Tzu just wants to eat and drink well, and raise himself to be fat for nothing.

Don't you know.

Dogs, fat is beautiful.

The painter said, "Be careful all the way, don't forget to pick us up when the time comes." ”

Shuai Guo said, "I can't forget it." ”

The painter returned to his room and slept again.

The handsome pot went to knock on the small poison room.

"Pack up and get ready to go. ”

The little poison said, "Okay, wait for me in a moment." ”

He went back to his room to pack up his bottles and cans.

The handsome pot, the little poison, and the little monk packed their luggage, and then led the camel, walked on the road, and came to the agreed place, where the madman had been waiting for a long time.

Shuai Guo said with a smile, "It's early enough." ”

"When I was old, I couldn't sleep, so I came early. ”

Shuai Nabe gave the map to the madman and asked him to lead the way in front, and Shuai Nabe and his party followed behind.

Barren desert, the sun is shining.

They had been walking for several hours, and it was not yet the hottest time, for if they had crossed the desert at the hottest time, the man would have to die of heat.

As for the incident caused by Nian Zong's peerless learning, the fast sword Zhang San and the sand thieves, they were buried by the yellow sand, and no one could find them. And Hua Xiangrong said the matter again, but covered up part of the facts, just to protect Shuai Guo.

Don't let Luo Wang's attention fall on Shuai Guo.

Shuai Guo complained, "In this weather, everyone is going to get sunburned." ”

The little poison has no spirit, "I knew earlier, I was waiting for you in Dunhuang, and I still ran this way." "The camel was hung in two bamboo baskets, which were filled with bottles and jars, wrapped in black cloth, and inside were treasures of small poisons.

"I'm darling, don't die of heat. ”

looked at the handsome pot again and threatened, "My darlings, if you die of heat, I will settle accounts with you." ”

Shuai Guo Xindao, you have to follow.

Blame me!

Dry wind, indiscriminate flapping.

The hot sun, tanning on the face.

Handsome pots, madmen, and little poisons are listless.

Shuai Guo asked, "Blind, haven't you arrived yet?"

The blind man said, "That's where it is, it's still far away." ”

The little monk looked pious, holding the relics with both hands, and along the way, reciting the scriptures.

In the evening, set up a tent

Shuai Guo came to find the blind man and asked how long it would take to get there.

The blind man pointed to the map and said, "Soon, follow the instructions on the map, through this desert, and further west, there is an endless high mountain, and the temple is in the middle of it." ”

After another day's walk, they finally crossed the desert and saw the endless mountains in front of them.

The madman pointed, "That's it." ”

As soon as Shuai Guo heard the spirit, he finally arrived, and Shuai Guo and his party set off towards the peak.

Shuai Guo saw a corner of the temple from a distance.

Xindao, when he arrived at the Momenta Temple, whether to let the little monk stay in the Momenta Temple, or let him wander in the rivers and lakes with him.

Look at the little monk's own mind and respect his decision.

From the perspective of the little monk, he was still reciting the scriptures, but his face was pale and he had difficulty breathing.

Shuai Guo noticed that something was wrong, "Little monk, what's wrong with you?"

The group stopped.

The little monk said with difficulty, "Big brother, I'm fine." ”

The madman walked over, looked at Xiao Shuai Guo and said, "Altitude sickness." ”

Altitude sickness, often accompanied by headache, palpitations, chest tightness, palpitation, and dyspnea.

The madman said, "I can't go any further." ”

The little monk said, "No, I'm going." ”

The madman said, "He's going up, and he's probably going to die." ”

Shuai Guo sent a breath of qi into the little monk's body and said, "Little monk, you stay here, and I will help the old monk's relics return to the relics pagoda." ”

The little monk shook his head, "I'm going." ”

Seeing that he insisted, Shuai Guo set off together, but after a few steps, Shuai Guo would give the little monk a ferry.

The little poison stopped and said, "Go first, I'll look for you then." ”

Shuai Guo said, "Where are you going?"

The little poison laughed, and from its body, a worm flew out and landed on Shuai Guo's body.

"It will take me to you. ”

The little poison saw a strange bug, in the thin air of the high mountains, the fat flew very fast, he wanted to catch it, study.

The madman also stopped, and said that he couldn't say anything, just waiting for you here.

Climbing the mountain, it's really tiring.

Handsome pot, the little monk went up.

Ōnaji Temple.

On the top of the mountain, there is a temple, which is piled up with earth and stones, which looks quaint.

"It's finally here. ”

When I got to the gate, I didn't see a person, the gate was open, and there were several holes in the door, and when I entered the temple, the walls were broken, and there were broken things everywhere, and then I looked at the ground, and there were many dry bones, and it was obvious that they had been dead for a long time.

"The temple of the moment has been destroyed. ”

"This ......"

Shuai Guo stopped there, and wanted to send the painter to Dunhuang, then send the little monk to the Temple of Juana, and then send the little poison to his father, and wait for everything to be over. He returned to Kaifeng and lived a free and easy life as a killer.

It's okay, just go to Hua Xiangrong, hang out, talk about life, ideals.

"God, don't you want to toss me like this. ”

Several goals have not been achieved, and Shuai Guo's heart is very tired.

When the little monk saw this scene in front of him, his eyes were red, and his tears couldn't stop flowing out.

......

Ōnaji Temple.

For the sake of the Heart Sutra, the Demon Gate attacked the Temple of Moments, was defeated by the sweeping monks, and was imprisoned in the forbidden place of the back mountain for twenty years.

The sweeping monk took the Heart Sutra and left the temple and traveled the world.

Later, Blood Invincible was rescued.

Blood Invincible returned to the Demon Gate, and when the injury healed, he integrated the Demon Gate and attacked the Temple of the Moment again.

"Today, I will destroy the temple of the temple. ”

The sweeping monk does not come out, who competes with it.

"It's you. ”

Dharma Academy, the first seat of the Prajna Hall.

After a few rounds, regardless of the top and bottom, the blood invincible gave an order, and the entire demon gate attacked in, and for a time the blood flowed like a river, and the corpses were all over the field, and finally destroyed the temple of the moment.

"Hahaha, sweeping monk, look at it, the temple was destroyed by me, you imprisoned me for twenty years, and now, I have finally taken revenge. ”

Demon Gate Blood Invincible looked at everything in front of him.

Insolent laughter.

Then he went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to look for the Heart Sutra, but found nothing.