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Diao Xiaosi looked at the Jinding monk on the other side of the bridge, and he couldn't stop beating the drum in his heart, and the smile on his face was more ugly than crying, because he didn't know if he could still see the sun rising tomorrow morning.

Since the visit of the last Emperor of the Lunar New Year, Diao Xiaosi has been out of the door for three days and four nights in a row, and the cat has been sweating like rain in the house, fighting day and night, and finally succeeded in making a "Yanyu Jiangnan Formation".

According to his estimates, in the state of full power of the magic circle, even a Mahayana-level peerless demon like the Eyue Dharma King would not be able to eat and walk around once he fell into the array.

But Diao Xiaosi is not an immortal, he really didn't expect that the person who came back to test the formation would be replaced by the old thief of Jinding, and the Yanyu Jiangnan Formation he laid out could play a big role in him, and he was not sure at all.

He bared his white teeth and smiled at the Jinding Divine Monk, until he felt that the muscles on his face were a little sore, and reproached, "Why did you forget to knock on the door just now?"

The Jinding monk did not smile and replied, "I am not here as a guest. ”

Why knock on the door to kill.

Diao Xiaosi sighed and said, "Old monk, I really admire you. Maybe you don't want to admit it, but in fact, we are all the way. You are ruthless and shameless enough, you can say black into white, you can say dead into alive, and you believe in your heart that everything you say is true. So even if you kill your younger brothers and sisters, even if you do bad things, you won't feel the slightest guilt. This kind of self-deception is really the pinnacle of carrying forward the past and forging ahead into the future, and if I have half of your ability, I will definitely be much better than now. ”

The Jinding Divine Monk said: "You are wrong, I have never denied that I am rebellious. But like this little bridge between you and me, if you want to cross the river, why ask if it's stone or wood?"

When the two were talking, the innocent real person, the heavenly sin real person, the princess of Jincheng, the princess of Nanyang, the eldest grandson Wuji and Zhang Wuji had all rushed to the courtyard, and the six of them stood in a fan shape and surrounded the Jinding monk in front of Diao Xiaosi's house, and their luck was condensed and waiting.

The Jinding monk was stunned and continued: "There may be many similarities between you and me, but there is one completely different - everything the poor monk does is to open the door of the Buddha for eternal peace, and what you do, the rooster and the dog steal the camp and serve, are just thinking of your own selfish interests. Therefore, you and I are not destined to be fellow travelers. ”

Diao Xiaosi thought so, and said: "That's right-I'll go my way, you cross your bridge, and see who can get out of here alive!"

The Jinding Monk hugged the staff into his arms and saluted with one hand: "This is very good." "Lift your feet and step onto the bluestone bridge.

Under the bridge is a small river, the river water is green and faintly gurgling, a group of canopy boats wandering on the river, the captain of the boat with a bamboo hat to protect from the rain, singing the melodious and tactful Wu Nong song of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River sailed under the bridge.

The sky was foggy and drizzling, the bridge deck was wet and covered with dark green moss, and the soles of my bare feet were a little cold and slippery on it.

Under the bridge pier opposite, a group of Jiangnan girls were doing laundry, and the wooden mallets in their hands slammed on their clothes, as if they were responding to the song of the captain on the ship and the beat of the drum.

There was no one on the bridge, and the Jinding monk walked alone, stepping on the slippery bluestone steps step by step, and walked to the middle of the bridge.

Zhang Wuji, who was outside the house, was about to chase after him when he moved the fairy sword and jade flute, but the Heavenly Sin True Man stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Wait a minute." ”

At this time, he saw that the bluestone bridge under the feet of the Jinding Monk suddenly disappeared without warning, and his feet were empty and his body sank towards the river.

The river is as green as blue, but no one knows how deep it is under this emerald river.

The Jinding Divine Monk suddenly found that he could not rise against the wind at all, and swept over the river. It seems that in this water town in the south of the Yangtze River, he is no longer an omnipotent Buddha in the world, but just a hesitant passerby.

In a flash, the soles of his feet had touched the cool water of the river, and they quickly passed the surface of his feet.

He raised his eyes, and the bluestone bridge above his head was mottled with moss, silently crossing the river as if it had been spanning for a thousand years.

"One truth is all true, no big things, no small paths......"

Suddenly a circle of ripples rippled on the soles of his feet, turning into two water lotuses and blooming on the river.

In an instant, his figure floated steadily on the surface of the river, and walked across the river to the other side of the river.

Behind him is a bridge, and behind the bridge is a long riverside neighborhood with white walls and black tiles and eaves dripping water.

In front of him was a field of rape flowers blooming on the shore, yellow and drenched in crystal raindrops, spreading along the shore.

The group of Jiangnan girls who were doing laundry picked up the wooden barrels and basins, and walked into the opposite alley with a giggle, leaving a string of crisp and happy laughter like silver bells on a rainy day.

Diao Xiaosi was still standing at the head of the bridge, observing the Jinding monk with great interest, and said: "In fact, the water in the river is very shallow, and no one can drown. ”

The Jinding Divine Monk said lightly: "Why are you still here?"

Diao Xiaosi smiled bitterly: "I really want to run, and the farther I run, the better, it's best never to let you find it, but is this possible?"

Although in the Yanyu Jiangnan Formation, his Lingtai could no longer feel the impact of the Buddha's will, he could still perceive a wisp of qi entanglement.

Don't look at the old thief bald, now stupid can only walk on the ground, as if he can't catch up with himself. That's because the other party hasn't yet cast the Solemn Pure Land and will be temporarily bound by the formation he has laid out.

At this time, the Jinding monk bent down, picked up a golden rape flower from the ground, and twisted it on his fingertips to take a closer look.

"Unemployed. The rape flower "chirped" and a cluster of golden flames burst out of his fingertips.

"Are you willing to pick such beautiful rape flowers?" Diao Xiaosi said dissatisfiedly: "Could it be that the monk is also a flower thief?"

"The Buddha threw the flowers, and the leaves smiled, nothing more. The Jinding Monk raised his right foot and stepped into the rape flowers.

"Woo-" The light scorched the sky, and in an instant, all the rape flowers were transformed into a majestic tide of unemployed golden fire, from which various forms were born, completely devouring the figure of the Jinding Monk.

"Little Fourth Brother, come out quickly!" shouted the eldest grandson Wuji, who was already standing at the door with Zhang Wuji and the others, and could clearly see the scene that was happening at the other end of the bluestone bridge.

Diao Xiaosi rolled his eyes angrily and said, "What are you doing here?" I haven't had enough fun in such an interesting place, why don't you come in and accompany me?"

It's not that he doesn't want to go, but even when he is engulfed by the unemployed golden fire, a wisp of qi of the Golden Tripod Divine Monk is still haunted by his spiritual platform. If you go out of battle, you will die.

In the Yanyu Jiangnan Formation, he at least has the confidence to fight, if he goes out now, it is no different from suicide.

Princess Jincheng silently stepped onto the bluestone bridge, Diao Xiaosi was shocked and said: "Go back quickly, unless you want to die with Lao Tzu!"

Princess Jincheng and Diao Xiaosi looked across the bridge, stopped and said, "I can cross the bridge, but you have to come out alive." ”

Diao Xiaosi only begged her to exit the house quickly, so as not to fall into the big array and cause the qi fluctuation formation to change, giving the old thief of Jinding a chance to take advantage of it, so he hurriedly agreed: "Grandma, I have to climb out, this is done, right?"

Zhang Wuji frowned and said, "We seem to have become superfluous people here. ”

"Fusheng steals half a day of leisure, and he is happy. The eldest grandson Wuji stretched out heartlessly, lay down under the oleander tree with his hands on his pillows, opened the folding fan and covered his face, and said, "Make up for sleep first, call me if you have something." ”

Princess Jincheng stared intently at the movement in the Yanyu Jiangnan Formation, and said, "No one is superfluous. ”

"Uh-" The blazing unemployed golden fire suddenly fell from the sky like mercury, and turned into rape flowers blooming everywhere again.

The Jinding monk stood barefoot in the rape flower field, and there was not a trace of scorch marks on the monk's robe that had been burned by the fireworks.

He walked through the golden rape fields to the long street by the river.

Diao Xiaosi held up a big umbrella to cover the rain, and there was no umbrella without sky. He didn't know when he moved onto the long street, and behind him was a long, winding alley.

"The Yanyu Jiangnan Array is divided into four sub-arrays: blasphemy, dust, demon hunting, and sin. Cross a small bluestone bridge and walk out of a field of rape flowers...... Old monk, the scenery in front will be more beautiful. ”

He turned around and walked into the deep alley behind him, and said, "Come on, Lao Tzu will accompany you to visit this dusty and rainy alley!"

The Jinding Divine Monk pondered for a while, and followed Diao Xiaosi into the Dust Rain Alley.

The alley was secluded and empty, there was not a single pedestrian in sight, and Diao Xiaosi's figure had disappeared into the drizzle like willows.

The alleys are lined with gravel and white walls, mottled and covered with green creepers.

The raindrops that flowed from the dripping eaves at the head of the wall fell into the small canal under the base of the wall, and merged into a clear stream, which flowed forward with a tinkling dong.

The Jinding Monk's feet stepped on the gravel, step by step, leaving two long trails behind him.

The left foot stepped on the seal of no Buddha, and the right foot stepped on the seal of impossibility, so the rain alley was lonely and there was no Buddha either, only an old monk wandered leisurely with a cane.

As deep as the alleys are, the white walls are as long as they are, and the wind and rain are like obscurity along the way, but there seems to be no end in sight.

The Jinding Monk suddenly stopped and looked at the two black wooden doors on the right hand, the plaque on the door read the word "ancestral hall", which was full of cobwebs and dust.

If he remembered correctly, since entering this dusty and rainy alley, this is the third time he has passed in front of the "ancestral hall".

In fact, it's the only door that can be seen in the entire Dusty Rain Alley.

The Golden Tripod Monk looked up at the plaque carefully for a long time, and then reached out and pulled the rusty door knocker.

"Squeak-" The two doors slowly opened, and behind the door was an open courtyard, in which there was a verdant green pine, and Diao Xiaosi stood under the tree with an umbrella.

The eyes of the Jinding Monk fell on the ancient ancestral hall behind the green pine, and said, "It seems that no one has been here for a long time. ”

Diao Xiaosi said: "Since you are here, go in and have a look." I promise you'll have a surprise. ”

"Very good. The Golden Tripod Monk quickly made a decision and walked forward to the door.

He leaned down and put down the Dharma staff and Buddha bowl, folded his hands and bowed deeply, and gently pushed open the two dusty doors.

"Hum-" There seemed to be a thousand bright lights in the dark ancestral hall, and the stars were shining brightly for a while.