The wind is light on the night, the cold is cold, and Mo Wenqing drills out of the water, and the light rain is wet, which is stained with the smoke and water of a lake.

All day long, there are boundless ripples everywhere. The two of them were puzzled and surprised. The wind in the middle was light and light, and she felt that Mo Wenqing was half breathing, so she couldn't help laughing, "giggling" more than once.

The boy who was no different suddenly froze. It's good that Mo Wen, who is burdened, doesn't smile, this smile, the ups and downs between the chest and abdomen, the clothes are soaked, and the bumpy and delicate figure is attached to the back of the wind and light night, like the turbulent waves. Mo asked unconsciously, and said while laughing, "How far did we escape?"

"Three thousand miles. ”

Don't cover your mouth. Without blinking his eyes, through the rippling air like water ripples, the bottom of the lake appeared, and then he floated to the surface, which was already three thousand miles away? He promised Xing Ye to "die before his younger brother", and Feng Qingye had already done so.

The smoke of the lake curled, the young man's back was straight and straight, the tip of Mo Wenqing's nose was sour, and he said quietly: "Brother, will Master Ku be angry now, or will he be looking for a while?"

"No, it won't. Feng Qingye said, "Sister, untie the rope first." ”

Mo asked, "Which is the rope? As soon as his mind moved, the sorrowful silk of spring slipped from the waist of the cold and the light night.

Three thousand miles to the west, Kufei Zen sat on the rainbow, the Zen realm was the same, and the tea trees with wild leaves kicked to the stream. Angry or laughing, there are words in his mouth: "Hehe, dare to deceive the poor monk! Dare to deceive the poor monk! There will always be a day when you are caught, at that time, hehe......

The bitter master is fierce.

He probably entertained himself and was accustomed to it, pillowing his hands, setting Erlang's legs, lying on the Hongqiao for half an hour, spreading his hands to collect the Zen realm, the rainbow disappeared, and the whole person fell into the stream, splashing a splash. There is still leisure to mention tea trees and fly to the cliff to plant. As he did it, he remembered that his face was too big this time, and his eyes became evil again.

"Haha, Han'er, tell me, is there such a person in the world who accepts apprentices?" Mo Qianqing didn't care that Han'er's knowledge in this area was almost zero, and he bent his finger and said: "If you don't agree, you must return what you owe." It is one thing to be scolded by Master Zhong for us, one thing to drink his Zen tea, and one thing to fall from the clouds into the stream in fright. It is even implied that the Yujin karma futon is also counted as one. ”

At that time, he competed with Master Ku, and it was all about intercession. The two were arguing endlessly between "yet" and "not returning", one said "return, return, return, return, return", and the other pointed his voice "not return, not return, not return", similar to two children quarreling. In the end, the two had fun on their own.

"Since you don't enter Zen Buddhism, you don't compensate the poor monks. Then, please accept the poor monk as a disciple. Master Ku said.

Mo Wenqing's heart jumped and decided to take it for Feng Qingye. This guy doesn't admit that he is a "poor monk" who has no view of Li because he lost to Feng Qingye in the sword fight, and his face is thin. The top master who can "divide five or five" with Ji Yanran, the first person in the Izumo realm's kendo, although he is unknown for some reason, accepts him, in order to drive him, he is better than Xingye, coming and going, invincible. This "night" is a good surname, and it is a good thing every time! Don't ask for mercy and forget in a blink of an eye the killing machine of Master Ku because of his surname "night".

Feng Qingye smiled and said, "Master Ku, can the kid lie to you first?"

"How do you cheat?" said Kufeizen.

The young man was not in a hurry, arranged for Mo to intercede, and used Jichun to entangle sorrow with him and Han'er, so that Ku Fei Zen meditated with his back to him, saying that whoever moves first will lose, and the one who loses will obey the winning side, and then he will naturally understand how to be deceived. Waiting for Ku Fei Zen to turn around, so, the wind and the sky talisman was used, and he escaped for three thousand miles, but unfortunately, he appeared in this unknown water.

"Isn't it good to take him as a disciple?" Mo Wenqing asked as he stepped on the waves.

"Only you dare. Master Ku is entangled, such an apprentice, with a false name, must obey him. Feng Qingye smiled and said, "I will run away when I see him in the future." Lazy to pay attention. ”

When I landed on the shore and met someone to inquire, I learned that this was not Xizi Lake, but called Sucangpu, which was a large lake with a radius of thousands of miles. More than 2,000 miles to the east, that is, Xizi Lake, the journey is not far.

The light rain stopped, and the air at dusk, wet and fresh, was completely different from the morning, with a certain sense of heaviness, exhaling and inhaling, as if the formless and qualitative twilight was incorporated into the heart, but it was never spit out. Zhengchun Mountain is good, empty and green smoke, and then soon, the lake smoke is heavy, the road ahead, the smoke mountain in the distance, the night covers, it is rare to have this scenery.

Han'er is reluctant. Sit on the ground, listen to the sound of the lake lapping, and feel the twilight getting thicker and thicker. Don't ask about the piano under the forest, played by the little fox randomly, the provocative piano sound, although it is not a song, but lively and spiritual. There is no Zen thing of Master Ku to disturb people, leisurely my heart, and the tiredness of a few days seems to be dispelled by the sound of Han'er's piano.

The two swordsmen came over when they heard the sound of the piano, and when they saw the two of them and a fox, they left.

Don't ask strangely, these two, who have cultivated and cultivated, and the scholars of the mortal realm, will not be so calm, their eyes only swept over her and the wind and the light night, and the time of staring at the forest under the qin was longer. After a while, the two of them came with an extremely handsome young man.

"Hugh bother, do what you need to do. Mo asked.

The young man smiled, glanced at the piano under the forest, nodded, and turned around and walked away. Mo asked: "It's hard not to listen to the bitter master's verbosity, and I don't want to talk to outsiders." They rushed to the piano. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Hey, there's a ghost. Mo asked.

The wind is light and the night looks left and right, except for Han'er playing the piano more disorganized, there is no wind and grass. Mo asked: "Zixin and Ran Lao, do they have extremely clever qi collection methods? They look the same as mortals? The three of them just now are obviously also monks, but they only look at Lin Xiaqin. It seems that this is not the one they were looking for...... Wen Zhiqiao said that the purple heart's qin is better than the forest qin, isn't it?"

A woman's mind is delicate, and such an analysis of don't ask about love is indeed like a thing.

"Purple Heart is back to West Lake, don't you happen to pass through here?" Mo Wenqing thought more and more deeply, looked to the west, and said, "In other words, Purple Heart is behind us now?"

The experience of reading the world in the light night and the cold is pitiful, and I suddenly feel that the "ghost" is getting bigger and bigger.

"Han'er, continue to play the piano. Mo asked: "I'm afraid that people will spy on me." After nightfall, we quietly go west, and maybe we will really meet Purple Heart. ”

It was completely dark, the wind was light at night, Han'er, Mo asked for love and stayed in Cangpu, tread the waves for thirty miles, turned south, went ashore and passed through the forest, and then more than ten miles, encountered three people, six pairs of eyes, staring at each other. The wind is light and funny, and it's so strange, aren't those three people the three before?

The handsome young man was also very surprised, and the other two were a little nervous.

"What a coincidence. Mo asked.

"It's a coincidence. The young man smiled heartily: "Seniors and their party, not to the east?"

Don't ask what you asked: "Where are you going?"