Solving the problem of the Blood Heaven Illusion Demon Array, the Buddha said that he fled in the direction of the withered ancient temple. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's dark, and night is coming. The Buddha said that he pressed the light and appeared in the wilderness. Some of the declining figures show that the Buddha is powerless to say so. Dispersed relics Baohua returned to the demon body, and then turned back into the Buddha body again, this toss made the Buddha who greatly reduced his power said that it was quite troublesome.

At this time, the sky began to rumble, dark clouds covered the moon, and it seemed that a heavy rain was inevitable.

As soon as it was said, it rained heavily. The constant crackling of raindrops on the land and the vegetation added to the bleakness of the quiet night.

The Buddha said that when he looked up at the sky, he was full of emotion, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he only gathered into a light sigh.

The wordless footsteps walked slowly in the rain, and the lonely back looked unusually cold.

Seeing a cave in front of him, the Buddha said that he decided to rest in the middle of the house for one night before returning to the ancient temple.

In the cave, the Buddha said that if you sit alone, only the sound of rain will accompany you.

"Heaven, are you weeping for my sorrow? If so, then I should really say thank you. ”

Looking at the raindrops that kept falling outside the cave, the Buddha's thoughts seemed to return to the past. It was also a night of heavy rain, and it was that night that he met her.

"Alas, everything has changed......"

The Buddha said that he forcibly pulled himself out of his memories and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

In the chaotic sound of wind and rain, there seems to be a very rhythmic footsteps, slow and light. The footsteps became clearer and clearer, and at the same time, the Buddha said that he heard a wisp of sadness accompanied by the footsteps. His voice is ghostly and resentful, such as crying and complaining, like infatuation, and full of heartfelt complaints.

Farewell Langjun, the rain and spring mud soul dream, still solve the flying flowers, the red makeup has passed;

Don't Langjun, the rice frog is silent and hateful, and the evening is sunny, and the mirror lake is only a shadow;

Don't Langjun, the yellow leaves fall and the silver candles are cold, the sunset is sinking, and the intestines are lonely;

Don't Lang Jun, the cold wind worries the monarch's body, the dream lake ripples, who is the heart of Jun Si?

The song is sad and thoughtful, and the voice is sung into the heart of the Buddha who closes his eyes and recuperates. The Buddha said that he suddenly felt that this voice seemed to be a little familiar and seemed a little unfamiliar, so that his thoughts that had just calmed down became a little chaotic again, and unconsciously, a shadow of the past flashed in his mind.

At this time, a beautiful figure holding a red oil-paper umbrella, singing a sad song and walking with a show of steps, came to the entrance of the cave not long after.

"Master, the little girl wants to go inside to avoid the mountain rain, I wonder if the master can answer?" The woman's voice was like a warbler's song, very pleasant.

The Buddha said that if his eyes were still not open and he was sweating profusely, it seemed that his true qi had diverged due to his chaotic thoughts during pranayama just now.

When the woman saw that the Buddha said that she did not answer, she said again: "Master......"

Ignoring the monk's answer, the woman bowed slightly, "The master is silent, and the little woman will answer as the master, thank you master." ”

The woman slowly put away the oil-paper umbrella, and stepped into the lotus step, her every move was so elegant and natural.

As if to taboo the difference between men and women, monks and laymen, the woman chose a clean place not far from the entrance of the cave and sat down, and then kept looking at the rain outside, and muttered, "The rain is so heavy tonight, just like that ......night."

After a short time, the Buddha said that he had finally straightened out his true qi and let out a soft exhalation. The moment he opened his eyes, the Buddha said that he was so surprised that he couldn't say anything. He knew that a woman had entered the cave to hide from the rain, so he was not surprised that there was suddenly another person in the cave, but that the woman's appearance was very similar to the person he remembered, or as if it had been carved out of the same mold.

The monk's surprised expression was captured by the woman, so she got up and saluted slightly: "The mountain rain is too urgent, the little woman entered the cave without the master's permission to hide, and I hope the master will not be surprised......"

The Buddha said that he calmed his mind and said secretly: "It's not her, although her appearance is almost identical, but she is lively and cute, afraid of being shy, and this woman behaves generously and gently, and the two of them have completely different personalities." She's been dead for so long, how could it be her? What was I thinking......

"Master......," the woman called again.

The Buddha said that only then did he come back to his senses, knowing that he had lost his temper, and hurriedly returned the salute: "Amitabha, the poor monk is rude, and I hope the young lady will forgive me." ”

"Why is the master alone in this wilderness?"

"The poor monk wanted to return to the temple, but he passed through this place in the middle of the night and encountered heavy rain, so he settled here and left early tomorrow morning. ”

"Oh......"

"Why is Mademoiselle here alone?"

The little woman got lost for a while, and it was not easy to find this place to hide in the mountain rain. ”

"I see...... Where does the young lady live? Maybe the poor monk can show the young lady the way. ”

The woman stood up and bowed again, "Thank you for your kindness, the little girl is grateful." But Master Bulao is worried, the little woman has no home. ”

It was strange for a woman to appear alone in the wilderness, but after hearing this woman say this, the Buddha said that he was a little relieved. In the Central Plains, because of the destruction of two spiritual veins, natural disasters and man-made disasters caused many people to be displaced, perhaps this woman appeared here for this reason.

The poor monk knows that there is a Fuchun City near here, and there is an inn in the city called the Near Hometown Inn, which may be able to take in Miss. ”

"Well, the little girl will think about it, thank you again, Master. ”

Listening to the woman's tone, she didn't seem to take the Buddha's words to heart. It's also very reasonable to think about it, who would easily go into a place pointed out by a stranger, in case it is a den of thieves?

The Buddha said that he would not say more, but continued to close his eyes and recuperate. The woman also stopped talking, and continued to enjoy the heavy rain outside the cave. Since then, nothing has been said all night.

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The next morning, after the fresh rain, the sun was shining, and the grass and trees still had the raindrops of the previous night, shining in the sunlight. Birds and insects come out to feed, and their chirping adds the first sound of life to the new day.

After a night of conditioning, the Buddha said that if the recovery is not bad, at least it should be no problem to return all the way back to the withered ancient temple.

The oil-paper umbrella fell to the side, and the woman was half-lying on the stone wall, sleeping with a soft breathing posture very beautifully, but the beautiful face looked a little sad, and there were traces of tears on her cheeks.

The Buddha said that he got up and wanted to leave, but then the woman was also woken up by the sound of birds outside the cave.

"Is the Master leaving?"

The Buddha nodded and continued to walk out of the cave.

"Thank you, Master, for your overnight support. As she spoke, the woman picked up the oil-paper umbrella on the side and wanted to leave.

Last night, the Buddha said that he released a wisp of true qi to seal the entrance of the cave and block the wind and rain. What the Buddha didn't expect was that the seemingly ordinary woman in front of her was aware of her actions.

The Buddha said that he was even more puzzled by this woman who looked very similar to the person in his impression, and finally couldn't help asking: "The poor monk Buddha said so, dare to ask the name of the young lady?"

The woman's footsteps stopped, but she didn't turn around, and said softly: "Little woman Su Miaoling......" said and left with light steps.

The Buddha said that he was stunned on the spot, and kept repeating in his mouth: "Su Miaoling...... Su Miaoling...... Miao Ling?"

The Buddha said that if so, how can you not be shocked, and forget the same face, after all, there are many people in this world who look alike, but why are they even the same name? This is absolutely unusual!

"Could it be ......" the Buddha said that his heart was beating violently, and Rao was a high-ranking monk with full concentration, and he was also panicked at the moment.

"Impossible...... No way...... How can this be......"

The Buddha said that he suddenly turned into a retreat and flew away, but the direction was no longer towards the withered ancient temple...... (To be continued.) )