The wind and rain raged all night into the early morning, and the sun was always so warm after the wind and rain, and the flowers and leaves on the mountainside still had raindrops from time to time, but the sun had already come out.

The flower garden outside the west wing was in a mess, almost all the flowers had withered in the storm last night, and the originally colorful sea of flowers now looked particularly bleak and monotonous.

Yun Xiaoye hadn't slept all night, and he couldn't remember the last time he had insomnia. Opening the door, smelling the fresh morning breeze after the rain, the air faintly filled with the scent of earth, he let out a long breath.

It was still early, and there was no movement in Li Ziye's room, Yun Xiaoye felt a little emotionally in his heart, and finally one day he pushed the door open earlier than Li Ziye.

The sound of nuns doing morning classes came from the mountainside, Yun Xiaoxiao looked up, and slowly walked along the bluestone path to the nunnery on the mountainside. In her hand, she was holding the stick that Han Xuemei gave her last night. He didn't know why he wanted to help Han Xuemei, but at that moment last night, he really couldn't find a reason to refuse.

The mist shrouds the mountainside, the ancient temple looms in the mist, illusory and ethereal, and the sound of the Sanskrit chanting scriptures that makes people calm down, just like the Elysium that Buddhism often says.

Yun Xiaoxiao didn't walk fast, it was rare to have Yaxing to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the morning, and wandered around the third Buddha hall in front of Ciyun Nunnery for a long time.

The mood is much better. At this time, the nuns who were doing the morning class also came out of the inner hall deep inside, and outside the third Buddha hall, pilgrims and believers who went up to the mountain to pay their vows to the Buddha also appeared one after another.

Yun Xiaoye saw that near the gate of the Afterlife Buddha Hall in the innermost part of the Third World Buddha Hall, there was an old nun in dark gray who was already sitting at the table, the old rickety body seemed to be overwhelmed by the ruthless years, and every wrinkle engraved on the skin seemed to be whipped out by an invisible whip of time.

However, he still walked over, put the stick in his hand on the table in front of the old nun, and said, "Master, please help me solve it." ”

The old nun didn't raise her eyelids and said, "What is the Shi Lord asking?"

Yun Xiaoye was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said, "What do you ask?"

Suddenly, he thought in his heart that the day before yesterday, he was teased by several female pilgrims in this Buddhist hall in the afterlife to ask for money, and this Buddhist hall in the afterlife was to seek marriage.

His heart moved, and he also wanted to know how Han Xuemei's cold woman was about her marriage, so he said, "Marriage." ”

The old nun stretched out her withered palm and slowly took the bamboo skewer on the table, and when she saw the number nine on it, her body seemed to shake slightly, and finally raised her eyes to look at Yun Xiaoxie. Seeing that the young man in front of him was not very old, with a bare head, and a pair of smart big eyes with a hint of obscene and evil intent.

She said slowly, "This is what you begged for?"

Yun Xiaoxiao said: "Is there any difference between this? You can just help me look at the signature of this one." ”

The old nun flipped through the thick ancient book on the table in front of her, and after a moment, when she raised her head again, her cloudy eyes were filled with a hint of consternation.

She carefully glanced at Yun Xiaoxie and said, "This little donor, do you really want to know?"

Yun Xiaoxiao pouted and said, "I must want to know, tell me quickly." ”

I don't know when, a beautiful girl in goose yellow clothes appeared behind the Buddhist hall, she stood in the shadow of the corner that Yun Xiaoyi couldn't see, frowning, her hands seemed to be nervous or something, and her fingers tightly turned the corners of her clothes.

The old nun hesitated for a long time, and finally said hoarsely: "The signature of this sign is to sign the next sign, and the signature is: The source is unknown, and the unknown is not to be true to him." The wall fell back to the city, and it was difficult to do it even if God helped it. ”

"Huh?" Yun Xiaoxie's face stiffened, and he pulled the bamboo stick and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Will you untie the sign? What do you mean that even if you are supported by God, it is difficult to do it? If it weren't for your hundreds of years, I would definitely beat you up today! Hmph!"

The yellow-clothed girl in the shadow of the Buddha statue had a pale face, her eyes full of astonishment and disbelief, and she stood there dumbfounded, her body trembling slightly from consternation.

"Why? Why can't I change my life? Is it really as my master said, that I am the fate of a lone star that happens once in a thousand years?"

Her heart was screaming, she was roaring, and there was even a crystal teardrop slowly turning in her eyes.

Time, it doesn't matter, at this moment the only thing that occupies the depths of her mind is the words that the old nun said, and every word is like a steel needle, piercing her heart deeply.

The way is clear, and the unknown is not true.

The mud wall fell back to the city, and it was difficult to do it even if God helped it.

Is there anything weirder and more ferocious in the world than this one?

No, not exactly.

Only the legendary Lone Star Destiny is likely to draw such a murderous lot.

Yun Xiaoxiao walked out of the Shiyuan Buddha Hall angrily, scolded this deceitful ancient temple seven or eight times in his heart, and muttered in his mouth: "Hmph, what kind of ghost nunnery, will it do business? Other temples have taken away the next sign, and don't give the pilgrims the slightest chance, you guys are good, give me all the nonsense, I will find someone to smash your dojo and burn your Buddha statue when I have time, hum, hum ......"

In the corner of the shadow of the Buddha hall, the girl in yellow stood helplessly behind the shadow, and the beautiful fairy, who was originally invincible, seemed so lonely and desperate at this moment.

Until a white palm was placed on her shoulder, it was Lu Linlang.

Lu Linlang didn't notice Han Xuemei's strange look at this moment, and said, "Xuemei, the original heart master Taigang told Abbot Fan, let's go down the mountain and continue to pursue." ”

Han Xuemei's body trembled slightly, and she slowly stood up, and when her eyes looked at Lu Linlang, there was no longer the sadness and despair of pain before, but the same coldness as usual.

She said slowly, "Okay, senior sister, let's go." ”

When I returned to the courtyard of the West Wing not far away, Li Ziye's door still hadn't opened. Yun Xiaoye was a little puzzled, it is said that in the past, Li Ziye would open the door almost as soon as it was dawn to absorb the Oriental Purple Qi, but today is unusual.

He knocked on the door of Li Ziye's room a few times, but there was no movement inside, and then the novice nun from last night walked in from outside the courtyard and said, "It's Lord Yunshi, right?"

Yun Xiaoye turned around and said in surprise: "Yes, you are looking for me?"

The novice nun took out a piece of paper from his bosom and said, "That friend of the donor has left in the morning in a hurry, so let the little nun pass this letter to the donor." ”

Yun Xiaoxie was stunned in his heart, stretched out his hand to take it, and opened it to see that there were only a few lines on it: I can't let go of the past, don't wait for me, I'll look for you when I figure it out.

The font is beautiful and round, and the signature is a triangular maple leaf, and the name of the plum leaf is not written.

Yun Xiaoxie stood stunned, unable to speak for a long time, and suddenly felt a trace of loss in his heart, but there didn't seem to be much surprise, when he first arrived at Ciyun Nunnery the day before yesterday, he had already seen that Li Ziye's expression was wrong.

The novice nun walked out with his hands folded, and Yun Xiaoxiao suddenly raised his head and said, "This little master, I don't know if the three Shushan disciples living in the courtyard next door, Han Xuemei, Lu Linlang, and Xu Baofeng, are still there?"

Na Shami's face moved slightly, turned his head and looked Yun Xiaoyi up and down, and said, "The three senior sisters from Shushan went out with the original senior sister of the main nunnery not long ago. Does the donor know them?"

Yun Xiaoye shook his head slightly, glanced at the letter written by Li Ziye in his hand, and then looked at the courtyard where Han Xuemei and the others lived not far away, and said for a while: "It's considered an acquaintance, since they are all gone, let's go too." ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Shami Ni pronounced a Buddha name and watched Yun Xiaoxiao leave.

Yun Xiaoxie walked alone on the road down the mountain, a night of wind and rain made the bluestone stairs full of fallen leaves of the trees on both sides, many nuns were cleaning, he also had no leisure and elegance to appreciate the morning mist of Shouyun Mountain, and strode down the mountain.

"Ye Zi has always been weird since she came to Ciyun Nunnery automatically, and she was afraid that there was also an unknown story six hundred years ago!"

Yun Xiaoye sighed in his heart and said silently.

Because this matter faintly involved Gao Yulin, Yun Xiaoye naturally did not go far, and came to Tianshui City, a big city about ten miles east of Shouyun Mountain.

Maybe it was because of the heavy rain last night, and this ancient city seems to be a little quiet at the moment, like a sleeping giant beast, crawling on the bank of the Yangtze River.

When Yun Xiaoye came to Tianshui City, it was almost noon, and the crowds on the street and the dazzling array of goods in the shops on both sides made Yun Xiaoxie's mood feel a little lonely again. Seeing someone selling rock sugar gourds, I decisively bought two of them and went shopping while chewing. The sourness of the hawthorn and the sweet aftertaste of the syrup in the throat are wonderful.

As one of the largest cities in the southwest of Bashu, and close to the Yangtze River Tianshui, there are many business travelers, creating a prosperous place. While Yun Xiaoxiao was strolling down the street with a rock sugar gourd, on the second floor of Ruyi Restaurant, the Song sisters were talking and drinking in front of the window at this moment. It's just that I didn't see their junior brother Xu Kai and Li Chanyin of Huolin Cave.

Master Song, who was dressed in green, turned his eyes and said with a smile: "Sister, what do you think?

Song Yourong glanced at her and said, "You don't make fun of me, how can I think of Yun Xiaoxie?"

Master Song said with a smile, blinked at Song Yourong, and said, "I didn't say that it was Yun Xiaoxie, don't make a self-confession!"

Song Yourong's face was slightly red, pretty, and he said angrily: "You set me up, hum...... Let's eat......"

Master Song smiled again, raised his wine glass and took a sip, his eyes swept down, he was suddenly stunned, and chuckled: "This person really can't stand the chatter, sister, look at who the person below is." ”

Song Yourong looked down when he heard this, but saw that on the wide street below, Yun Xiaoxiao was holding a string of rock sugar gourds in one hand, swaggering through the market like a crab, and the bright eyes of the thief were still looking around from time to time, looking very excited and surprised.

"It's him!" Song Yourong cried out.

At this time, Master Song had already waved his hand and shouted, "Yun Xiaoxie!"