They are really hateful, they came to the mouth of the cave just now to take a sneak peek, are they afraid that they will not be able to escape. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, there was a faint smell of wine in the air, Zhao Zheng glanced at it, under the faint starlight, it was the two Taoist priests who were holding a porcelain altar to drink, he didn't feel a little thirsty in his throat, and he really wanted to take a sip of wine.

He was thinking like this, only to hear the sound of the stone in his hair again: "Keep walking, go out." ”

Zhao Zheng wanted to say that there was no one guarding the broken wall, how could you go out, don't you have long eyes?

But I just thought about it, I didn't dare to say it, I thought in my heart, just go out, it's a big deal to be stopped and beaten by two Taoist priests, and then I won't blame me, and I can sleep well.

The two Taoist priests saw Zhao Zheng coming in a trance, and they were surprised, and each of them put out his hands to make the small grappling hand to stop Zhao Zheng, but he obviously greeted this Zhao Zheng, but they each felt a big pain on their head and temples, but it was the other party's grappling acupoint envoy who was looking at each other's body, and the two of them didn't snort, and they fainted on both sides.

Zhao Zheng was startled when he saw it, and said in his heart How did they beat each other, didn't they see me? Or I have become stronger, it is better to go back and rescue the rest of the people together, and when I was about to go back to help my brothers, I heard the voice of Shi Zhiru and said: "Keep walking, don't stop." ”

Zhao Zheng had no choice but to give up, and reluctantly followed the path indicated by Shi Zhiru.

Twisting and twisting through a few crooked paths, the night dew in the temple is very large, and the clothes are a little wet after a while, and they do not come out for several days, at this time at night, the night scene of the temple turns out to have a unique flavor.

He walked to the right again, crossed a fan-shaped moon gate, and saw a side room with candles still padded, and the figure swayed, and there were people in it who did not know what they were doing.

Shi Zhiru said again: "There is an oil lamp inside, don't say anything when you go in, take the oil lamp and leave." ”

Zhao Zheng was a little inexplicable, tilted his head sideways and wanted to bargain with Shi Zhiru, but he heard Shi Zhiru laugh twice and said: "If you don't want your senior brother to die tragically, do as I say, I am also for you." ”

Zhao Zheng almost fainted, Shi Zhifan treated himself like a puppet, and said that it was for himself, but he didn't say a word, thinking that he was just taking an oil lamp, this is not too much of a thing, could it be that Shi Zhifan wants to steal oil and eat it?

I didn't think about it at the moment, went straight through the door of the moon cave, and walked towards the bright wing, suddenly the wind sounded in my ears, and two cold swords stabbed at him, Zhao Zheng was startled, but he only felt that his body was slipping, his hair had been scattered, his hair was flying wildly, and his body was also circling, and he had invisibly avoided the attack of the sword, and at a glance, he saw that it was two Taoist priests who attacked him, but before he could think anything, the two Taoist priests were thrown out by a force at the same time, and after a muffled sound, nothing could be heard。

Then Zhao Zheng's figure had already been dragged by his hair to the side room, and with a bang, the door was knocked open by Zhao Zheng, and he stood in the room.

The hair was still flying around him, but it was hindered by some force, and it was difficult to take half a step forward.

But he heard the faint voice of the stone coming into his ears, "Take away the oil lamp." ”

Zhao Zheng raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged man sitting on the couch in the room, wearing a torn robe, sitting upright there, and above his head, there was a small saucer, which was burning a line of oil lamps, flickering, as if it was about to go out.

Zhao Zheng was a little confused.

The Taoist priest looked like he was about fifty or sixty years old, his purple-black face was full of vicissitudes, his hands were on his knees, and his body seemed to be shaky, as if he was about to fall.

When Zhao Zheng looked over, he also looked at Zhao Zhenglai with a pair of slightly open eyes, although the eyes were unbearable, but there was a terrifying power, Zhao Zheng was startled and took a step back.

The oil lamp above the Taoist priest's head was crumbling, but it still barely supported the light, and the sound of the stone was like a tight urging him: "Go, go." ”

Zhao Zheng was confused, and was about to take down the oil lamp, and the Taoist priest seemed to see his intentions, with a slightly surprised expression on his face, but he still maintained that posture, as if he was struggling to support something, as long as he was a little distracted, there would be some catastrophe.

Zhao Zheng walked up tremblingly, approached the Taoist priest, it was so close at hand, he stretched out his hand, and was about to take down the oil lamp.

I saw that there was only a thick wick in the oil lamp, soaked in a small dish of oil, like an earthworm, bent there, Zhao Zheng glanced at it, and a voice only shouted in his ear: Take it off, take it off.

Finally the voice reached his heart, and the same voice shouted: Take it off, take it off.

Zhao Zheng's heart swayed, and he stretched out his hand to take off the oil lamp.

There were big beads of sweat popping out of the Taoist priest's forehead, and his eyes were wide open, but he couldn't make a sound.

The Taoist priest's eyes stared at Zhao Zheng, his eyes were full of complex and changeable expressions, from that short moment, Zhao Zheng saw a lot of truth from those eyes, which contained both the helplessness of being poor and the unfathomable desolation of fate. In the end, Zhao Zheng actually saw a bitter smile floating on the corner of the Taoist priest's mouth, which was a bitter smile that fought against fate and finally had to disarm and give in.

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment.

His outstretched hand stopped.

He saw the truest thing in human nature, that which could only be manifested in times of despair.

He saw it, and he was stunned all of a sudden.

His heart was flooded with a sentence that he had often heard from the master before: Man is the most fragile person in the world, and only by becoming an immortal can he transform this fragility into tenacity.

He did now see the fragility of people in this world in the face of helplessness.

At the same time, he also knew that his practice was really the most dangerous one for that Taoist priest, and it could take his life.

He didn't know why taking off an oil lamp could ruin a life, but he did feel it clearly.

He withdrew his hand, and with the greatest reverence for life, slowly exited the door, and darkness surrounded him again.

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He gasped for breath, unable to take any more steps, and he staggered, stumbling, and almost fell down a low step.