In the afternoon, Yun Xiaoxiao and Li Ziye were still walking on foot on the wilderness ancient road, and not far away, a mountain peak much taller than the surrounding hills stood beside the ancient road, and further on, it was already faintly able to see the largest city in the southwest of Bashu.

Li Ziye pointed to the peak in front of him and said, "Shouyun Mountain, there used to be a small nunnery in the mountain, called Ciyun Nunnery, but I don't know if it's still there." ”

Yun Xiaoxie smiled and said, "Not only here, but it is far from being comparable to six hundred years. As far as I know, now the abbot of this Tzuyun Nunnery, Fan Shi Taishi, is a senior master with great wisdom, and his Buddhist practice has almost reached the realm of Great Perfection, and he has been in charge of Ciyun Nunnery for more than 100 years, and he has developed a small nunnery in Shu into a big nunnery. ”

"Oh, then we have to go to the nunnery to have a look, I heard that the third Buddha hall in the nunnery has existed for more than a thousand years, and it is extremely effective. ”

"Yes, I'll go to worship, get promoted and make a fortune, and travel the world!"

The two of them came down the mountain to play, and it was the same wherever they went, and it was close to Tianshui City, so it didn't hurt to delay some hours.

Before reaching the foot of the mountain, I saw an ancient temple shrouded in clouds and mist on the mountainside, and even on the top of the mountain, there seemed to be a temple, and many pilgrims from the north and south were going up and down through a bluestone staircase, all with a devout face.

Li Ziye's eyes flickered, as if she was recalling some past events, but she saw that the plants and trees in Shouyun Mountain were very different from those back then, and there was a bit of emotion and vicissitudes in her eyes in the world.

Perhaps, she was here 600 years ago.

The two walked on the bluestone stairs that were not spacious one after the other, and it didn't take long for them to come to the ancient temple on the mountainside, Yun Xiaoye touched his head and muttered: "I am a bald monk now, and it is really good luck to enter the temple, and I must respond to my request." ”

When he came to the Buddha Hall of the previous life, Yun Xiaoye immediately knelt down with his hands folded, and said in his mouth: "Bodhisattva, you must bless me to be promoted and make a fortune! In the future, I will definitely reshape your golden body! Thank you, thank you!"

Li Ziye glanced at him angrily and funny, walked inside, and said, "You worship first, I'll go inside first." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao said: "Go, go, don't disturb my dream of getting rich!"

After a while, Yun Xiaoxie walked out of the Buddha hall of the previous life, and there was still a huge Buddha hall in the back, which was written: This life.

Without saying a word, he ran over and knelt down again, shouting with both hands: "Bodhisattva, you must bless me to be promoted to an official and make a fortune! In the future, I will definitely reshape your golden body! Thank you! Thank you!"

At the end, at the huge afterlife Buddha hall at the end, Yun Xiaoye saw Li Ziye kneeling in front of the god with her hands folded, and there were seven or eight girls beside her who were also worshipping and shaking lots.

He ran over and knelt down, continued to fold his hands, and said, "Bodhisattva, you must bless me to be promoted to an official and make a fortune! In the future, I will definitely reshape your golden body! Thank you!"

"Puff ......" There were a few giggles around him, and it was a few girl pilgrims next to him who couldn't help laughing.

Yun Xiaoye pursed his eyes and said, "What are you laughing at?"

A young girl smiled and said, "Little monk, here is to seek marriage, to get rich and go to the Buddha Hall of this world." ”

Yun Xiaoye scratched his head and said, "I want to tell you two things, first, I am not a monk, and second, I have worshiped all the way devoutly, what if the first few Bodhisattvas fall asleep and don't hear me? ”

As he said this, there was a sudden sound of giggles in the Buddhist hall.

Passing through the not wide vicissitudes of the wooden door of the Buddha Hall in the afterlife, there are scattered Buddha halls and disciples' residences, and there are even several seven or eight zhang high floating pagodas standing in a forest garden. The entire Tzu Yun Nunnery is extraordinarily quiet under the smoke of Sanskrit, revealing a mysterious power that makes people calm down.

Behind this ancient temple, there is a quiet bamboo forest courtyard, even the fence of the courtyard and the three houses in the courtyard are built with unknown bamboo, the breeze passes, the surrounding sharp bamboo leaves make a rustling sound of rubbing, the sound of the scriptures and Sanskrit singing can no longer be heard, only the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves.

In the quiet courtyard, there is a tea house, antique, with a rather huge wooden pier to make a table, and a round wooden stool is placed on each side, the faint fragrance of tea slowly diffuses, making people obsessed with it.

At this moment, there were already people sitting on the four log stools, and the three of them were Lu Linlang, Han Xuemei, and Xu Baofeng, the three outstanding disciples of the younger generation of the Shushan School. And the last person is a middle-aged nun who is slightly blessed, looking just middle-aged, dressed in a gray monk's robe, her expression is as quiet as water, and a string of crystal clear prayer beads is slowly turning in her hand, which is not made of rosewood, as if it is polished from unknown ancient jade, and faintly exudes a trace of Buddhist golden light.

This person is none other than the abbot of Tzu Yun Nunnery.

She was nearly 100 years old when she took charge of Ciyun Nunnery, and now another hundred years have passed, and she is only like a middle-aged woman, and her Buddhist practice is really unfathomable.

Master Fan gently pinched the purple clay pot, put the freshly brewed black tea one by one in the mud cup of Han Xuemei and the others, and said slowly: "The three fairies came to this small nunnery, and there is nothing to entertain, this is some inferior tea collected by the old nun, and I hope the three fairies will not dislike it." ”

Lu Linlang hurriedly said: "The senior is polite. ”

The three of them took a sip gently, Lu Linlang and Xu Baofeng did not have much knowledge of tea art, but Han Xuemei was proficient in this way. She started late, but her qualifications were wonderful, and after entering the door, she was deeply valued by Yunshui Shitai, and accompanied Yunshui Shitai all the year round, and that Yunshui Shitai was also a particular person, and when she was young, she was the daughter of an official eunuch family in Middle Earth, and she had a deep study of tea art.

Ears and eyes, Han Xuemei gradually understood something.

Her eyes lit up, she felt the fragrance of the tea in her hand, just took a sip and the aftertaste was endless, and praised: "Condensation but not dispersion, astringency but unwilling, a pot of the best southern Xinjiang black tea." ”

Master Fan's eyes lit up, she looked at Han Xuemei, and said with a smile: "Senior Nephew Han is worthy of the true inheritance of Senior Sister Yunshui, and he is actually proficient in this way." ”

Han Xuemei smiled faintly and said, "The family teacher is a pedantic man, I just listened to some fur when I served her old man over the years, which made my seniors laugh." ”

Master Fan smiled again and said, "You are too modest, when the younger generation of disciples of the righteous path is today, there is no one who can compare to you, otherwise Senior Sister Yunshui will not pass on the Xuanshuang Sword to you." For example, today, since the First Battle of Huangshan a hundred years ago, the Demon Sect has gradually recovered in the northwest wilderness of its birthplace, and has gradually recovered its vitality, and in the future, the whole world will have to rely on you elite disciples to protect it. ”

Lu Linlang and the others hurriedly humbled a few times.

After a while, Lu Linlang said: "Senior, what is the matter with you sending a message to your family teacher this time and asking us to come?"

Han Xuemei and Xu Baofeng's eyes fell on Master Fan's face together, and a trace of incomprehension and surprise flashed in their eyes.

Master Fan pronounced a Buddha name, and then said slowly: "This matter is very important, Xiao'an can't face it independently, so I sent a letter to Master Yunshui, asking the disciples of Shushan to come and help......"

Immediately, Master Fan said the reason. The bamboo whispered, only to hear Fan Shitai's voice gradually deepened.

It turned out that a month ago, a small number of cultivators of the Demon Sect and the Ghost Sect suddenly appeared near Tianshui City, you must know that this is the foot of the Shushan Sect, and it is only more than two hundred miles away from the Shushan Sect. And it's on the eve of the Heart Magic Battle Method, once something happens, I'm afraid it will trigger a chain reaction.

Recently, there have been more and more disciples of the Demon Sect, and it has even reached the point where daytime walking in the downtown is rampant. As the Righteous Path Cultivator Sect next to Tianshui City, Ciyun Nunnery naturally quickly sensed that something was wrong, and immediately sent disciples down the mountain to investigate, but as a result, all the twelve disciples who went down the mountain to investigate were missing. Later, Master Fan found that the situation was serious, and sent several elders down the mountain to search, and finally found the bodies of twelve disciples in a valley thirty miles southeast of Ciyun Nunnery, one of whom tore his clothes before he died, and wrote three words in blood.

After speaking, Master Fan took out a corner of the blood-stained moon-white monk's robe from his arms and spread it on the wooden pier in front of him.

Lu Linlang's face was already moved when he heard this kind of thing, and at this moment, the three of them looked at the three crooked blood words on the rag together, and suddenly, Lu Linlang and Xu Baofeng's faces changed greatly, and they suddenly got up, their eyes were full of surprise and disbelief.

Han Xuemei glanced at it and said, "Gao Yulin, these three words are names, right? I seem to have heard ......."

Lu Linlang didn't answer, after all, she had a profound Taoism, and the look of surprise in her eyes was a little fixed, and she slowly looked at Master Fan, and said, "Senior, this is ...... Isn't that a joke? She died five years ago. ”

Master Fan shook his head and said, "So I'm also very strange. ”

Seeing that the faces of the two senior sisters were extremely ugly, Han Xuemei couldn't help but ask, "Who is this Gao Yulin?" I seem to have heard this name somewhere. ”

Lu Linlang sat down slowly, his chest rising and falling, and only said after a while: "Xuemei, you started late, and this matter is a great shame for my Shushan faction, the disciples in the sect never mention it, and you rarely communicate with people, so you don't know her very well." She used to be a disciple of our Shushan faction, and Baofeng and I were friends with her. When she went down the mountain, she was captured by the demon sect demon with trickery and defiled her body, and later the head of the sect led the six heads and thirty elders and six hundred elite disciples to kill the demon sect overnight. But since then, Yulin has also disappeared, and I heard that she was unwilling to be defiled by the demon cult demons, and committed suicide and died. ”

"Ah?!" Han Xuemei's face changed slightly, this was the first time she had heard of it, and it happened five years ago, that is, she had just started her career.

The atmosphere was obviously depressed, the breeze that came from nowhere slowly stopped, and the small courtyard in the entire bamboo forest was almost terrifyingly quiet.

After a long time, Xu Baofeng said: "Actually, this matter has something to do with Yun Xiaoxie. ”

Han Xuemei's face changed again, a trace of consternation crossed her eyes, and she exclaimed: "Second Senior Sister, what do you mean by this, how can it have anything to do with Yun Xiaoxie? Five years ago, Yun Xiaoxie was just a child. ”

Xu Baofeng explained: "Gao Yulin is Yun Xiaoxie's mother, that is, the second disciple of Uncle Ziyun, her eldest disciple Muqin, and the third disciple Bai Xue, you all know each other, and their cultivation is extremely high, but their qualifications are far inferior to Senior Sister Yulin. At that time, Yun Xiaoye was extremely stubborn, and often gambled with his fellow senior brothers, and almost lost the magic weapon elixir given to him by the head of the senior uncle and the elders of the elders' house, so he went to ask Senior Sister Yulin to borrow silver, so Senior Sister Yulin would go down the mountain and go home to get the silver, and then she was poisoned by the demon sect demons. Since then, Yun Xiaoxiao has ......"

Han Xuemei's face suddenly carried a trace of pain, a trace of disbelief, and said slowly: "What's wrong with him?"

Xu Baofeng paused for a moment and said: "The relationship between Yun Xiaoye and Senior Sister Yulin is extraordinary, since then, Yun Xiaoxiao doesn't know whether he was hit and wanted to avenge Senior Sister Yulin, or if he suddenly opened his mind, within a year, he cultivated to jump three layers in a row, and he had already reached the peak realm of Shenhai when he was just ten years old." Its progress is so fast that it is rare in the world, even this generation of senior brother Gu Yufeng and senior sister you, who are known as the peerless double pride of the Shushan faction, are far inferior to him, and are privately called the first wizard of the Shushan faction in three thousand years by the elders of the House of Elders. It's a pity that he has been trapped in the peak realm of Shenhai for four years, and I heard that he has given birth to a demon. In my opinion, his inner demon is Senior Sister Yulin. Although he didn't say it on the surface, he went to the Moon Cliff in the back mountain for one or two days almost every month, which used to be the place where Senior Sister Yulin often admired the moon. Therefore, although Yun Xiaoxiao has been messing around in Shushan all day long over the years, in fact, everyone who knows about that incident knows that he still can't let go of Senior Sister Yulin in his heart, thinking that he killed Senior Sister Yulin. ”

Han Xuemei was silent, and suddenly, there was a pain in her heart, like a pinprick in pain.

Over the years, Yun Xiaoye has been known as the No. 1 rat in Shushan, abducting, cheating, stealing, eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, smoking, only he has not been involved in prostitution, and he is proficient in almost everything.

She didn't expect that in the depths of Yun Xiaoxie's heart, there was such a big secret hidden!

The bald boy with an evil smile on the corner of her mouth appeared in her mind again, and she sighed slowly.

What is she sighing about?

No one knew, not even herself.