On the third floor of the painting boat, Zhang Muxian took the package taken by Yan Youfang, took out a rolled handkerchief and slowly opened it, wrapped in some nail crumbs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Muxian took out a few pieces of nail crumbs from it, and there were words in his mouth, and a trace of blue light appeared in his eyes, and those few nail crumbs slowly floated under his mantra. Zhang Muxian bit the tip of his tongue and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood in his heart, and the nail fragments were stimulated by Zhang Muxian's essence blood, and immediately ignited a cyan flame, and then turned into a ray of blue light and went straight to the southeast.

Zhang Muxian's face was pale, and a wisp of his mind was attached to the blue light, and he looked at the mountains, rivers, grass, trees and rivers along the way. As the distance became farther and farther, Zhang Muxian's tracking became more and more difficult, and the spiritual power in his body was rapidly consumed.

Two quarters of an hour later, Zhang Muxian estimated that he had traveled more than a thousand miles south, and finally saw a golden light in front of him, which had slowed down and was about to fall. He was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to attach this wisp of divine thought to the monster, when he suddenly saw the white waves in front of him, and the monster threw himself straight into a small island, which was full of auspicious light, and there were thousands of purple bamboos.

Zhang Muxian was shocked in his heart, immediately interrupted his practice, and said in his heart: "This monster turned out to be the little goldfish raised by Guanyin Bodhisattva, this thing is not easy to do!"

Chen Rong saw Zhang Muxian stop his practice, and said anxiously: "Brother Zhang, have you ever found any traces of monsters?"

Zhang Muxian's face showed embarrassment, and he muttered: "Brother Chen, I think it's better to forget about this matter!"

Chen Rong's eyes immediately became blood-red, and he roared: "The monster killed my father, how can it be counted?"

Zhang Muxian was ashamed in her heart, her face was flushed, and she didn't know how to answer.

Yan Youfang Lanzhi was wise, and when she saw Zhang Muxian's expression, she guessed eight or nine points, and helped: "Brother Zhang Dao, is that monster amazing?"

Zhang Muxian sighed, turned to the direction of the Zenyuan Nunnery in Mogan Mountain in the northwest, and sighed: "There are only a few people in the Three Realms who can afford to provoke this Bodhisattva, but we are not included. ”

Chen Rong is also a smart person, hearing Zhang Muxian say this, he immediately guessed what happened, and his face showed a crazy look.

Zhang Muxian hurriedly grabbed Chen Rong and said, "Brother Chen, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of running out of firewood." Zhang Muxian swore here that if there is a chance in the future, he will make that monster never be reborn. "I naturally thought of the case of goldfish essence eating people in Tongtian River five hundred years later, and at that time, with his own status, there was a way to rectify it.

Chen Rong saw that Zhang Muxian's eyes were sincere, not perfunctory, so he suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Muxian three times in a row, Zhang Muxian was weak and couldn't stop him.

After Chen Rong got up, he held Chen Chang in his arms, walked to the crack of the bulkhead and said: "I, Chen Rong, swear to Tianming, the debt owed by my father Chen Chang during his lifetime will be repaid by me, and my father's hatred and I Chen Rong will swear to die to revenge, and all the past gods and spirits will witness it, if this oath is violated, Chen Rong will fall into hell and never be a human being." ”

After saying this, Chen Rong picked up Chen Chang and jumped out of the cave.

"Plop" There was a sound of water, and Chen Rong had already jumped into Taihu Lake with Chen Chang in his arms. Zhang Muxian and Yan Youfang rushed to the entrance of the cave and saw a wisp of water in the water heading towards a small boat not far away.

Zhang Muxian's face was ashamed, Chen Rong dived and left, he didn't dare to stop him, and he didn't know how to comfort him in his heart.

The two swords of the cadre and Mo Xie glanced at each other, and the two qi of Ziqing surged, turning into two swords and falling on Zhang Muxian's package.

Zhang Muxian turned around, put the two swords of the cadre and Mo Xie into the package, carried them on his back, and was about to jump out of the window, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the golden fish scales on the floor, and said in his heart: "Keep this thing, maybe it can become evidence of cleaning up the goldfish essence in the future." ”

Zhang Muxian bent down to pick up the fish scales on the floor, and was about to load them into the package, when he suddenly felt the tentacles uneven, and looked at the fish scales, which were engraved with dense words.

Zhang Muxian looked at the words intently, only to see that they were written: "Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when you walk deep in Prajnaparamita, you will see that the five aggregates are empty, and you will overcome all sufferings and ......" a total of more than 300 words.

This is the multi-heart sutra passed on by "Wuchao Zen Master" to Tang Seng in Journey to the West, could it be that Wuchao Zen Master is the incarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva?

Zhang Muxian slandered in his heart: "What a Bodhisattva who is at ease, he is in the mood to tattoo words on the goldfish scales, it seems that you are also lonely in the boudoir!"

"Brother Zhang Dao, are you leaving?" Yan Youfang interrupted Zhang Muxian's contemplation.

Zhang Muxian looked up, saw her delicate appearance, there was a trace of reluctance hidden in the depths of her eyes, her heart moved, and handed the scales to Yan Youfang and said: "There is a Buddhist scripture engraved on this scale, if Miss Yan has leisure, she may wish to read more, although she can't become an immortal, but she can cure illness and prolong her life." ”

Yan Youfang took the fish scales and put them in her arms.

Zhang Muxian had already jumped out of the bulkhead cave and fell into Taihu Lake with the void wind, thinking of Ma Yuan's five thousand evil ghosts swearing to follow him to the death, thinking of Chen Chang's licking calf to save his son with death, and thinking of Chen Rong's resolute oath, he only felt a breath in his chest, not vomiting or unhappy.

The shadow of the sword and sword was dimmed, and the drum horn sounded far away.

There are vivid faces flying in front of me.

The Yellow Dust Ancient Road was annihilated, and the Beacon Fire Border City was desolate.

Years, you can't take away the string of familiar names.

Who will rise or fall, and there is no basis for prosperity and decline.

A page of wind and clouds has dispersed, changing time and space.

Gathering and dispersing are all fate, and clutch is always about love.

Take care of the things before you die, what do you think about after you comment!

The Yangtze River deliberately turned into tears, and the Yangtze River sang with affection.

A few stars twinkled in the sky of history, and a group of heroes rose up in the world, galloping across the horizon.

Yan Youfang listened to the desolate singing voice gradually moving away with Zhang Muxian's figure, gently stroked the fish scales hidden in her chest, and burst into tears, muttering in her mouth: "Brother Zhang Dao, although you Muxian seeks immortality, you are still alone in your heart!"

Green Lotus tiptoed to the third floor, saw that the building was full of messes, and the bulkhead was broken a big hole, and her own young lady was standing in front of the hole, her eyes were full of tears, and she hurriedly rushed forward and said, "Miss, what's the matter?

Yan Youfang shook her head and said in a low voice, "Xiaohe, how many places have we been to over the years?"

Green Lotus pondered: "East to the sea, west to Liangjie Mountain, south to Guilin, north to Saiwai, there are too many places, Green Lotus can't count it." ”

Yan Youfang sighed: "Yes, so many places, it's time to get tired!"

Lu He said: "It's a mess here, I'll help Miss go to the second floor to rest!"

Yan Youfang shook her head and said, "I'm tired and want to find a place to live in seclusion. Xiaohe, do you have a wish, I will definitely make it happen for you. ”

Lu He said as a matter of course: "Miss's wish is my wish! Miss wants to live in seclusion, of course I will be with Miss." ”

"Life will be very hard in the future, are you afraid?"

"As long as I follow Miss, I'm not afraid! Miss, where are we going to live in seclusion?"

"Find a place where no one can find it under the clouds. ”