Let's say that the master of Zen Qing went to buy the footsteps, and this time passed very quickly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It was already night now, and the originally soft and clear moonlight in the sky was gradually showing coolness at this moment. Situ Mingkong and Yongchuan Kaori sat on the rocks by the lake, and occasionally the wind came, only to see a round mirror-like pool wave behind them swaying with the wind, and the two of them felt quite cold. After all, Situ Mingkong's cultivation is profound, even if the night wind is severe and cold in the evening, he doesn't feel anything. But Nagagawa Kaori is learning martial arts for the first time, and she is a daughter after all, so she is trembling at the moment, like a lost lamb in a winter night, which is quite pitiful. Seeing this, Situ Mingkong said:

"Kaori, look at how beautiful this lake is!"

Kaori Nagagawa heard Situ Mingkong's sudden emotional lyricism, praising the beauty of the lake, but also sensitive, and soon knew that he was thinking about diverting his attention. Yongchuan Kaori suddenly felt a surge of warmth in her heart, and a smile bloomed on her face, under the reflection of this moon ring, she was covered in blue light, just like Chang'e in that month, noble and flawless.

Situ Mingkong suddenly thought of a question, and asked, "Kaori, are you ······ Do you miss your hometown······· When Situ Mingkong saw the turbulent waves of the vast lake, he couldn't help but think of the waves in the east, so he asked this question. Situ Mingkong saw that Yongchuan Kaori's cheeks, which originally seemed to be clear, were dyed with some misty color, and he couldn't help but hurriedly comfort her: "Kaori, if there is anything, you might as well say it, hold it in your heart, it's really uncomfortable!"

Yongchuan Kaori had already burst into tears at this time, she looked at Situ Mingkong's handsome face, smiled slightly with tears, and said: "How can I not miss my hometown, my father, if he is just an ordinary person, and I am not a princess, how good it would be!"

Nagagawa Kaori's words seem to be an outpouring of Situ Mingkong, it is also like a self-comforting relief, and it seems to be a kind of complaint to God. In any case, this Kaori Nagagawa is now less than twenty years old, but she has already experienced too many things in the world, some are warm, some are hot and cold, and everything is hitting this girl. She was like duckweed in the waves, in the fluttering, she met the light, the blue cloud, so that at that moment, she tied all her thoughts to the cloud and light. Situ Mingkong was quite pitiful and sympathetic to this girl in his heart, but the Dongying girl lightly opened her lips and said in a clear voice:

"Spring rain ちらちら grass path、

夏のきわみが花咲く時は。

floating,

生夏夜時

The haiku poem sung by Kaori Nagagawa in the language of the Toei people, translated in Chinese, is that:

"Spring rain and grass paths,

When the flowers bloom in the summer heat.

Floating and fluttering spring returns,

Life is dying, summer is late!"

Although this haiku poem is a bit rough, it is quite difficult for a woman of other ethnic groups in Dongying, and the poetry she recites is still in the upper class even compared to the women of the Chinese nation. Situ Mingkong heard the girl chanting such poetry and haiku, but his heart was quite painful, and he was blaming himself in his heart:

"Alas, Situ! You don't have anything to mention homesickness, you really think of yourself as an ancient! No, this girl is in great pain!"

Just when Situ Mingkong blamed himself, the Zen Qing master had already purchased his feet and returned. Master Chanqing came over with three donkeys, and when he saw the female Tanyue of Yongchuan Kaori wiping away his tears here, he couldn't help asking: "I don't know what is wrong with the Xiangzhi girl Tanyue, why are she crying! All beings are hopeless, everything is just for floating clouds, how can it be worth us to cry and cry!" Master Chanqing stopped talking, and gave the donkey to Situ Mingkong and Yongchuan Kaori one by one.

Situ Mingkong took the saddle rope that tied the donkey, folded his hands, and said: "Master Chanqing, in fact, you and I are familiar with spells, and we could have flown in the air, but this road is far away, not to mention that the direction is unknown, so I still need this donkey. Or master, you think carefully······"

Zen Qing twisted his beard and smiled, and after a while, said: "The old monk is not entangled enough, the horse has not been bought, only three donkeys, I bought some forage water spring by the way, we try to speed up along the way, I just heard on the way to buy horses that the Shaolin Temple has been rumored, I heard that the abbot of the Shaolin faction has blocked the news, but whether the news is true or not, we still have to speed up, and strive to get to Shaolin as soon as possible!"

Situ Mingkong listened to what Master Chanqing said, and saw that this amiable Master Zenqing in the past looked quite nervous at this moment, and he realized the seriousness of the situation for a while: "Okay, although there are no horses, but this donkey will carry us all the thin people, I'm afraid the trip will be faster!"

After hearing this, Zen Qing and Nagagawa Kaori both smiled. Master Chanqing said: "Okay, don't say more, let's get on the back of this donkey quickly, let's set off quickly!"

After saying that, he stepped on the back of the donkey and walked straight to the sheep intestine path······

Situ Mingkong didn't rush to chase after him, he said to Yongchuan Kaori: "Kaori, we have a long way to go, if you are tired and tired, don't hold on, say a word, and rest with the sound." I also have some food and water here, when you are hungry and thirsty, tell me!" Situ Mingkong smiled at Yongchuan Kaori with concern, and then said, "Okay, hurry up and set off, otherwise the old Zen Qing monk will disappear!"

Yongchuan Kaori looked at Situ Mingkong, smiled slightly, turned to step on the back of the donkey, looked at the handsome figure of the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart: "Brother Xiaoyao, thank you······"

Yongchuan Kaori and Situ Mingkong were accompanied by each other, and the donkeys they were riding on spread their hooves and chased after the Zen Qing master, although the mountain road was steep, but the Zen Qing master seemed to be waiting for them deliberately, so it didn't take long for them to catch up. Then, under the shroud of the night, the two of them and the master of Zen Qing rode on a donkey, while looking around, looking at the trail of the mountain road, and at the same time heading straight to the destination of Bianliang Shaomu Mountain······ This is exactly what it is:

Evening pond under the cold red night,

Autumn painting condensation screen style.

Pastime willow moon vast,

sheep intestines,

Not all the clouds fly freely.