It was already night.

Liu Chanqi was drunk, sleepy, patted His Royal Highness on the shoulder and whispered: "Boy, Qing'an City is very interesting at night, I guarantee you haven't seen it, I'll take you to see it, open meat?"

Yi Xiao moved his gaze back from the table of the mighty little marquis, and saw Liu Chanqi frowning, a little dazed.

Open meat?

Then a twisting force came from his waist, Yi Xiao reacted suddenly, and after suddenly realizing it, he saw that the girl next to him was so red that she could squeeze out the water, and said with a sigh: "Old fox, don't be ashamed!"

His Royal Highness has been reading poetry and books in Jingtao Hall since he was a child, and he is not familiar with the world, where has he been to any fireworks place, not to mention the wind and snow.

A sixteen-year-old boy who has never entered the WTO can understand the style of fat powder?

It's just that Yi Xiao's expression was indeed a little exciting at this time, and he scolded with a smile: "You old fox, you are involved in stealing prostitutes and gambling, you are simply a scum of Buddhism." ”

Liu Chanqi shook his head and said: "No, no, no, there are many red dusts, people need to cross the world, my Buddha is merciful." That's it, that's it, you don't understand. ”

After saying that, the old fox Liu waved three times in one step, left with a wicked smile, and did not forget to leave a voice before leaving: "See you in the purple bamboo forest at noon tomorrow." ”

Yi Xiao slowly opened the pupil of the Enlightened Lotus, her pupils swept over the imperceptible green color, and she was several miles away, watching the white-robed old fox swagger into the Qinglou Flower Workshop, and stuffed it to the door of the warbler Yanyan four or five taels of silver, and the girls were very happy, and the stars entered the building like the moon.

The white-robed old fox seemed to enjoy this treatment very much, sitting on a cluster of flowers, kneading and kneading with both hands, but it was only amorous, not obscene.

Interesting.

Yi Xiao shook his head and looked at the peachwood pot of divine wine.

The luck in this pot of divine wine is incompatible with the purple-clothed mighty little waiter, and it is a thing of unknown origin.

This white-robed old fox took this pot of divine wine and borrowed flowers to offer the Buddha, but this divine wine did not belong to Duan Wuyin, and it can be said that there is a way to steal.

By the way, he stole Duan Wuyin's purple sac, but only took a hundred taels.

In the end, he went to the so-called Qinglou Huatian and drank wine, and kneaded and kneaded, which seemed to take advantage, but this old fox actually used his Buddhist Yuan Force without hesitation to remove the residual bruises on the skin and even the cold in the body for these Hongchen women.

Is it true or false?

Yi Xiao couldn't figure it out.

Could it be that this old fox is still a true Buddha who does not touch a leaf?

Suddenly thought of the purple bamboo forest, Liu Chanqi's two lines of turbid tears for no reason.

This white-robed man was willing to die on the ruins of Luoyang, and he resisted the grace of Buddhism with one life, and he wanted to keep Bodhi from falling.

How is it not a person who values love and righteousness?

He suddenly figured it out.

The real place where Buddhism crosses the world, there is no need to make a big fanfare, chant sutras and cross the world, there is no need for the six roots to be pure and transcendent from the mortal, and there is no need to shave the three thousand troubles and green silks, leaving no worries behind you.

When crossing the world, a Zen staff is better than thousands of horses.

When crossing himself, a robe is not as good as a tattered white robe.

I'm in the dust, but I'm not in prison.

Contaminated with cause and effect, dripping my blood, to bloom a big red lotus.

How is it not a crossing?

The white-robed old fox actually got the true meaning.

Yi Xiao was a little confused.

Mingzhu'er looked at Yi Xiao in a daze, thinking that His Royal Highness was still thinking about the red and mundane things, slightly annoyed, and was about to say something, but felt a burst of warmth above his head.

Yi Xiao rubbed the girl's slightly messy hair.

He was in a trance.

Thinking back to the 100 days I traveled north, I saw too many lives and deaths along the way.

Some people see each other, and the next side is separated by yin and yang.

Qijiang, Longmen, Sky Wolf, Fengting.

He laughed at himself, begging for immortality, breaking immortality, stumbling, and getting too much blood stained along the way, allowing himself to go from naivety to indifference.

In the future, will it be hard-hearted?

At the beginning, he had Lao Duan Lao Miao as his backing, then Hongyi'er, and then Su Da Dansheng, the Lord of the Demon Mountain, and the Lord of the Sword. But in the final analysis, it is his teacher and father who are his backing, silently watching his growth across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

After the aerial pavilion in Lanling City blocked his retreat with his own hands, he didn't have any backing.

He felt that he was extremely naïve back then, and with his father and teacher paving the way for him, he thought that he didn't need to worry about the back road, and only needed to follow his ridiculous beliefs to be able to go all the way to the end.

looked down at Mingzhu'er's immature eyebrows, and saw himself back then.

Yi Xiao slowly spoke: "Do you say that there are immortals and Buddhas in this world?"

Mingzhu was slightly stunned.

"When I was six years old, I passed by a place and saw many people burning incense and worshipping the Buddha, offering and praying to the so-called gods, thinking that in this way they would keep themselves safe for the rest of their lives. His Royal Highness said softly: "I thought there were no immortal Buddhas in this world. ”

He laughed at himself and said, "I was really naïve at that time. I thought that if I read 3,000 poems and books and read a book, even if I didn't become an enemy on the battlefield, I could at least understand my heart and solve the mystery that had plagued me for many years. Later I found out, it's all bullshit. ”

Mingzhu could feel the hand above her head trembling slightly.

"There are thousands of people in this world, whether they are as noble as an emperor or as low as ants, they are all in the vicissitudes of life. Yi Xiao's face was in a trance, and she slowly withdrew her hand, and said softly: "Everyone has their own lives, but they can't do it." ”

"Zhang San, who sells tofu, wants to marry a daughter-in-law, so he wants to make money, cough up blood, and pay thousands of times more effort to earn ten taels of silver. He never causes trouble, he has always done good deeds and accumulated virtues, such a person deserves good rewards and deserves to live a long time, right?"

"The general with the talisman wants to win the battle, and he still has his wife and daughter behind him, so he can't lose, so he can only leap on his horse and swing his sword. He has to protect his family and country behind him, so he has to kill, right?"

"Isn't it right, isn't it?" Yi Xiao looked at Mingzhu'er's eyes, which were clear: "It's a pity that this world never asks if it's right." ”

"After the general slaughtered the city, he buried 10,000 bones, and I don't know how many good people Zhang San died under the knife, and he couldn't look at it. ”

"So no one ever asks if it's right or not, everyone only looks at life and death. Yi Xiao was stunned: "Those who survive are naturally right." Those who are struggling and praying, of course they want to survive. But they don't ask for themselves, but for the ethereal immortal Buddha. ”

"It's a pity that neither the immortals nor the Buddhas can save them. ”

There was a trace of struggle in the depths of the eyes of the young man in black, and his pupils were dark and deep.

"I've seen those immortals, and they're going to be in pain, they're going to cry, they're going to raise their swords to the sky like a mortal, and they're going to die, of course. Yi Xiao looked directly into her eyes calmly and said sadly: "So whether it is an immortal or a Buddha, there are troubles that cannot be solved. Some of them can't even cross themselves, so why should they go to cross others? In the final analysis, the only one who can really cross a person is himself. ”

His Royal Highness muttered: "I have always wondered why the teacher interrupted my return trip to the south, but today I understand one or two." ”

Yi Xiao looked at the girl with a slightly confused expression, and spoke a little bitterly.

"Whatever doesn't kill you will only make you stronger. ”

No matter how many people in Pudu, they may not be able to reach the top of the pagoda.

If you commit murder, you will not necessarily go to hell.

All beings are like mustard seeds, just to survive, but unfortunately it is difficult for anyone to achieve their wishes.

If you don't want to be beheaded by a butcher's knife, you can only swing the knife away. This is indeed a cruel thing, but if you can't even cross yourself, how can you go to Pudu others, or hope to be Pudu?

After experiencing the bumps of thousands of miles in the north, getting used to seeing life and death parting, and suffering from illness, this teenager finally grew up.

But he doesn't have any hole cards in his hand, he only has himself.

This is the strongest hole card.

Mingzhu didn't speak.

The two men left the tavern with some silence along the way.

Yi Xiao was still holding Mingzhu'er's little hand.

Unconsciously walked to the purple bamboo forest.

"When I say these words today, I have a little whim for a while. Yi Xiao smiled a little apologetically and said, "Just forget it." ”

The wind suddenly rose, blowing a forest of purple bamboos.

The sky is full of purple bamboo leaves, mixed with the girl's somewhat hoarse and delicate voice.

"Brother. ”

Yi Xiao suddenly lost his mind.

Then the girl, who had always been quiet and weak, suddenly broke free of her hand, then turned her back and took two steps back in front of her.

She stood on tiptoe slightly, her hands raised, just over her shoulders.

"Master has always told me that a healer should help the world. Because you always have relatives, there are always people you care about, if they get sick one day, if no one can cure them, you will heal them, and you will protect them. ”

"I have always felt that Master is a very kind person. Later, I followed Master out of Guanshan, and met many people along the way, and at this time I realized that not everyone can be saved. ”

"I don't believe it, Master Shi Dan saved a dying man who was stabbed several times in front of me, and the man was so moved that he wept bitterly after being cured, and knelt down and refused to get up. After leaving, Master told me that saving him would only harm more people. The girl's eyes were dazed, and her body was even trembling slightly, and she said, "I don't believe it." Later, Master took me to a mountain village, and I saw the man carrying a sword up the mountain, and a fire burned the village clean, and I don't know how many people's blood was drunk with a sword. Regardless of men, women, and children, he kills people when he sees them, and this man who once knelt down and wept bitterly has turned into a murderous demon. ”

"That's when I understood. Mingzhu'er's voice trembled: "Sometimes letting one person continue to live will only kill more people." If you save one person, you may kill a hundred, a thousand. ”

"Later, I realized that even a real Dan Saint like Master could only save a few people. Mingzhu'er suddenly smiled in a low voice: "Master said to me, save the people you are guarding." Save your loved ones. Save your loved ones. ”

She held out a hand and slowly pulled off the headband.

The long hair fluttered, covering the girl's delicate and delicate face.

The girl let go of her hands and removed the flask.

Divine wine.

Drink it all.

"Brother. Master is gone, and I will have only one relative, you. ”

The drunken girl's voice suddenly choked up, and said, "I don't want to be that pearl who doesn't know anything anymore." ”

She suddenly took a step back, and Yi Xiao's pupils shrank.

The hibiscus sword, which was clinging to his body, suddenly crossed his waist, and was held by the girl's slender hand.

Purple bamboo leaves fluttered in the sky.

The wind is blowing.

In an instant, the moonlight was cold.

The dream-like drunken girl opened her mouth lightly.

She stood under the galaxy above the purple bamboo forest, her hands raised.

Tears in the eyes.

The blue silk in the sky spreads out, covering the sky and the moon.

Fleur roared and wandered among the green silk scattered in the sky.

Resolute and isolated.

So the blue silk fell one after another.

Yi Xiao stood in front of the purple bamboo forest, watching countless strands of hair fly in a daze.

Can't hold it.

The girl, whose eyebrows were no longer immature, began to laugh.

She shaved off her long hair, and the rest of her hair was shoulder-length.

The mahogany flask in his hand fell to the ground with laughter.

Laughing tremblingly.

Laughing and laughing, she laughed out of tears.

"Brother, just think Yi Xiaoan is drunk, okay?"

The author says: If teenagers want to stand up, they must first support their knees. A person's growth is indispensable on the road to confusion and then soberness. Unsheath your sword before swinging it, and sharpen it before you kill someone. Yi Xiao is like this, and Yi Xiaoan is also like this. If there were no today's words, maybe there would not be a teenager who decided to climb the mountain to get the purple box, and there would not be a Buddhist woman who was decisive in killing.

Also, ask for a commuter pass...... This month, I seriously rushed off the list...... Believe me once, and after the exam, you will be ......