"What kind of place is this, Dao Chief?" asked the cuckoo.

"Are you the only one here?" the speaker was a bun-tied boy, and his hair shook as he spoke, which was very funny.

"Not being able to eat sweet potatoes is also a step to break into the battle, right?" Guanfeng put away his hands, as if he was frightened by something.

"Is there anything strange in the Taoist temple?" Xiangyu said with a big grin as she nibbled on the sweet potato.

Everyone asked questions in a gossiping manner, but the old Taoist priest ignored them and ignored them, just eating sweet potatoes with a smile, and occasionally helping this group of teenagers pull a few sweet potatoes out. Seeing that everyone asked a lot, he just replied: "Eat well, don't talk when eating." ”

Everyone was suddenly in a state of interest, and the sweet potatoes were really delicious, and they ate them one after another, and they forgot what to say.

Sweet potatoes are really delicious when they are still roasted! When you eat, you should let go of your arms and eat them, they are delicious, don't be afraid of dirty hands, don't be afraid that they don't look good, and don't worry about being unsightly! Eat them well, eat them with confidence, and eat them with your heart. Don't eat and think about things, then there is no such thing as good food. Sweet potatoes are still sweet with yellow hearts, too pink with white hearts, and not sweet with purple potatoes. This clear yellow, condensed sugar, soft with cotton, sweet with soft, and fragrant in taste. Before I knew it, I had already eaten several, and the cuckoo touched his belly, never feeling so comfortable and delicious.

Unconsciously it was already dark, and the old Taoist was alone, and he said that he was reluctant to light the lamp!

When people are old, they should go to bed early, this is what the Taoist chief said. He casually pointed to the two rooms and told Guansong that they were tired and went to rest.

"I miss Aunt Xiang and Aunt Yue. The cuckoo said quietly.

The tone was like the wind blowing through her hair, calm, blowing into the heart.

"Me too!" shouted Guanfeng as he stood at the top of the mountain.

"Yes~ah~" The voice came back from the other side of the mountain, and the long tone echoed in the air.

Guanfeng's heroism quickly infected everyone, and everyone stood up one after another, shouting loudly at the dense forest in the night, as if there were words pouring out their hearts in the voices one after another. Guan Song put his arm around Guan Feng and Qing Chong's shoulders, and the three of them leaned together, waiting to listen to the sound drifting back and forth, and the sound of the sound was even more startled by countless black birds, and the sound of fluttering wings was very obvious in the echo. At this time, a few blades flew out of the Taoist temple, and a few small birds were slapped to the ground by the blades, and the few birds seemed to flash to the waist, and after falling to the ground, they quickly stood up again, flapped their wings and flew up again, and flew away. This is the handiwork of the old Taoist, and it should be this shout that disturbed his rest.

Quietly, a few people sat down, sat in the night breeze, and looked at the bright moon like a thin hook, and the entire night sky was full of stars.

As the night progresses, the wind is slightly cooler.

"Why don't you go and rest first. Guan Song instructed everyone, and everyone also stood up one after another and returned to the Taoist temple.

It's been a lot of running along the way, but after a while, the snoring has come and gone. At this time, only Guansong was left alone to drink, and the night was full of stars. There is no moonlight, no moonlight is like water, only the stars are dotted, far and near hanging in the night sky.

"The night is nothing. Guansong stood up.

There are stars in the sky, he is the moon, and he wields a sword to become a green jade. The shadow of the wind and the stars is the trick, and the body is que.

Life must be short, the world is vast and vast, and people are like mayflies in the world, born in a moment, and die in a moment. Who is born to live and die to die? Love and hate are all stories. Like a mother who has two sons and a daughter, she has never been helped by the filial piety of her son, but she can distinguish her love and hide it in the snowflake cream she loved to eat when she was a child. obviously laughed at himself that a boy still likes to eat sweets, but he still wiped off the cake powder for himself with warm eyes. On weekdays, on the side of the eldest mother, there is little verbal communication with the mother, nor scolding, not fighting, eating a few pieces of pastry is also secret, that is also extraordinarily sweet, a bit like the sweet potato eaten today, eat quietly, taste carefully, and penetrate the sweetness of the heart. It's just that this sweetness is like a slippery tear, the coolness that penetrates through the skin, and this coolness comes from parting with my mother.

Perhaps, my mother is now in this night sky, and she has become a star, quietly looking at herself. People looking for light in the dark night are like finding hope in confusion and beauty in pain. Guansong retracted back into the scabbard, danced a profuse sweat, clear body and mind, and went to rest. Back in the room, Guanfeng and Qingchong had already fallen asleep, and the childishness and exhaustion on their faces were asymmetrically presented on their faces. It is said that the eldest son is like a father, and the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother. How many times have I and my younger brother escaped death, but there has never been a moment of stability and rest, and together with rest, it seems to be on guard. Although people are already in the market, but every time they enter a formation, there is a burst of danger, and Xiangyu even injured her leg in the thirteenth formation, and she has not completely healed yet. This Taoist temple is simple and quiet, and the Taoist is simple and serious. Leaky teeth said two words: "Eat well, don't talk, don't think about things, eat seriously." "When you're tired, go and rest and sleep well. "I don't have too many words, I think it's an upright person.

Turning over, I couldn't help but fall into a deep sleep.

The next day it was just dawn. The Taoist chief had knocked on the door.

"It's time to get up. ”

"You are people who practice martial arts, you should restrain your laziness, get up in the morning to practice swords, and do not waste your martial arts. In addition to the basic needs of the body, do not be imprisoned by the laziness of the body, and covet comfort and pleasure. We must learn self-control and self-cultivation. While playing Tai Chi, the Taoist chief counted the sleepy-eyed people.

"One day, you will understand. Life, other than life itself, has no other additional meaning. Together with those noble and great pursuits, it is just life, and it does not sublimate yourself. ”

Breakfast in the morning is a small fire to boil white porridge, with small pickles. Light has a light taste, salty has a salty taste.

After the meal, it was time to rest, and the Taoist chief did not mention the matter of breaking into the battle.

Everyone is eager to try it, thinking about showing their skills. The Taoist chief looked at the crowd and said nothing. Everyone waited for a while, but when they saw that the Taoist chief didn't pay attention, they sat on the chairs and rested for a while. After a while, the Taoist still didn't react at all, and everyone was naturally a little anxious, so they asked the Taoist again and again.

The Taoist chief said to everyone, "The next moment for you is to break through the labyrinth, and this labyrinth is naturally born and slightly transformed by my master. If you want to go into battle, you must learn to observe. ”

The Taoist chief lit a few points on the pear tree in front of the Taoist temple, and a whirlpool-like gate appeared on the trunk of the pear tree.

Passing through the whirlpool gate, where everyone landed, they were still in the mountains. According to the topography, they are now in the middle of the mountain.

A flag is being planted on the waist eye, and three words are written on it, "there is no array".

The ancient trees on the mountainside are towering, and the weeds are reborn. I don't know where the labyrinth is, I don't know I'm already in the labyrinth. There is only one way forward in front of everyone, and there is no fork in the road, so how can there be a labyrinth. After walking a few steps, they unconsciously made a big circle and returned to the same place. Walking further, the same is true, the scenery and location have not changed in the slightest, as if I don't know where the entrance to the maze is, and I don't understand where the exit of the maze is. In a daze, I have already circled seven or eight times, and I have found nothing.

It turns out that the labyrinth is not only a road with many forks in the road that can confuse people, but also a road, which can be unremarkable and confusing. Just like sometimes, the human heart is lost in greed and abundance, and sometimes it is lost in emptiness and lack. There is a fork in the road that confuses everyone, and none of this can confuse everyone, or even worse, there is no way to start.

Qing Chong had an impulsive temperament, so he sat on the spot and didn't leave. "No, no, you can't get out of this hellish place when you walk around. Seeing this, the cuckoo couldn't help but step forward and persuade softly. Guanfeng also had the same opinion: "I see something strange here, I've gone around seven or eight times, but we can't get out, we can't get out of this strange circle, we can't get out of this strange circle, it's better to take a break." Xiangyu and the bun boy nodded again and again, expressing their agreement, and when Guansong saw this, he asked everyone to rest on the spot and think about how to get out of this strange circle.

He clearly remembered that the old Taoist had reminded him to observe more, but he didn't see anything. And here, the road is single, and it doesn't look like a maze.

"We're probably still outside the labyrinth, and we haven't even found the entrance to the labyrinth. Guansong was a little worried.

"Young master, don't think about it so much, watch me cut down a few trees and try it, we also have this method of triggering the formation in the Rhododendron Forest. "It's clearly the way to clear the wash. It's always been so straightforward.

Guansong didn't say anything, didn't say yes, and didn't object. It's time to agree to give it a try. Qing Chong swung the giant axe towards the ancient tree, and slashed a few times, but the ancient tree did not move at all. Nothing has changed or been weird. Qing Chong was a little disappointed and put down the giant axe in disappointment. He sat on the ground leaning against the tree, and was speechless for a while.

"Sure enough, we're still outside the labyrinth, where is the entrance to the labyrinth?" Guan Song looked around. All around, there are wild flowers blooming among the wild grasses, and wild fruits grow on the wild trees. There are no obtrusive rocks, no strange places, and no way to find where to trigger the traps. Guansong planned to go all the way further, and took a closer look along the way, and the cuckoo saw it and was willing to go to check it out.

The two slowed down their pace and observed as much as they could, for fear that they were missing something.

Look at it carefully, this forest path, the weeds tenaciously grasp the soil skin, but also neat and clean, nothing strange, both sides are full of flowers and trees, there is nothing unusual, the wild grass is green, the wild flowers are colorful, the trees stretch their branches and leaves, are normal scenery, no organs, no special, no exit, no entrance, this forest path encloses a circle, end to end, no gap, no redundancy, is a complete and closed circle. But they saw no beasts in the wild, neither did they hear birds in the sky.

"Young master, I didn't find anything. The cuckoo smiled at Guansong and said, Guansong nodded, and he was the same.

Back next to the ancient tree, everyone else sat beside the tree, bored, with no fighting spirit, and when they saw the crown pine, they returned in vain, without any gain, and it seemed to be expected, no accident at all.