"Buddha, is it the Tao?"

Shiraishi frowned and groaned.

The boat family smiled and said, "The Buddha is the strongest existence in this cultivation realm. What you are cultivating is the Tao and the Buddha. So keep being enlightened, aware of everything in this world, aware of everything you don't know, enlightened, your own way. ”

After speaking, the boatman did not speak, he saw Shiraishi's puzzled look, moved his gaze to the top of the river again, and continued to sail forward under the light of the oil lamp.

Shiraishi didn't continue to ask, he knew that since the boat family didn't continue to speak, he must have let himself understand his words. But at this moment, he couldn't understand it, so he muttered those four words in his heart, and as the leaf boat moved, when they reached the white mist, there was a sudden whistle sound.

The flute sound was melodious, but when it was reflected in Baishi's ears at this time, it seemed a little disturbed, because his heart was still echoing those four words, and the words that the boatman said were still echoing in his mind, so at this moment, unhappiness oozed from his eyebrows, and after subconsciously covering his ears, he couldn't hear the flute.

Seeing Baishi's performance, the boatman immediately smiled and said, "Tell me now, does this white mist exist?"

Bai Shi's body was stunned for a moment, looked up at the boatman, and said, "This white mist really exists. ”

"The previous flute does not exist. The boatman continued.

Shiraishi frowned, and after thinking about it for a moment, he said: "The sound of the flute exists, and when I blindfold my ears, it doesn't exist......" Speaking of this, Shiraishi suddenly thought of something, his expression showed excitement, and he said excitedly in an instant: "I know, what you said is true or not." Everything as far as the eye can see. That is what exists, but as long as I don't want to see it, then it doesn't exist, or in other words, what exists, under some external factors, can also not exist. And what doesn't exist will exist because of some elements!"

The boatman smiled and nodded, his expression showing satisfaction.

"But what are you going to tell me now, senior, you are talking to me so much today. I guess it's not just for chatting. ”

At this moment, Bai Shi already knows that the boat family is not a simple boat family, but like an incognito strong man.

The boatman smiled indifferently and said, "What I said to you today is indeed chatting. I'm not going to tell you anything, and if you think I'm really telling you something, it's up to you to come to your senses in the future. As I said, life is an enlightenment. And before you saw the staggering of the white mist, I just hoped. Going to the place where you are competing for tokens will help you. ”

After the boatman finished speaking, he took out a medicinal herb from his waist, and this medicinal herb exuded a faint fragrance. Then it was thrown to Shiraishi. He continued: "After taking this tranquilizing herb, you will be able to sleep well tonight. ”

Taking the soothing grass, Shiraishi smiled. Since the boatman has said so much to him, there is naturally a reason for the boatman. And at this moment, he also took the initiative to give himself the soothing grass, presumably the boat family just wanted to sleep on his own. So I didn't ask much. Instead, he returned to the middle of the boat, took the soothing herb, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep......

This night, Shiraishi slept soundly, and was not awakened by the snoring without a trace, nor by the biting evening breeze. It wasn't until the next day, when it was close to noon, that the sun pierced the clouds, sprinkled on the surface of the river, and also sprinkled on Shiraishi's body, that he was awakened by this warmth, slowly opened his eyes, and stretched lazily for a while, only to see that Traceless and Long Yinyue were already standing on the bow of the boat.

Long Yinyue stood with his hands in his hands, his robe fluttering in the wind, staring into the distance, he knew that the end of the river was where the next day's passage was. So there is expectation, but this expectation is suppressed by him in the depths of his heart.

Holding the sketchpad in his hand, Traceless looked into the distance, dancing the brush in his hand while thinking about the distance. After a while, the white and flawless rice paper on the drawing board presented a brilliant and magnificent landscape painting.

Shiraishi walked up to the bow of the boat and looked into the distance, at this moment the white fog on the river surface had dissipated, and the sight had become much wider, and where Shiraishi looked at it was a large island, which seemed to be floating on the river, as if it was wriggling, but in fact it was actually a boat moving at the foot of Shiraishi. The island is lush with trees, but there is no sign of any birds.

This is not surprising, after all, above this river, not to mention birds, even monks cannot jump.

There was a strange tree on the island, which was taller than the others, and its branches were spread out, and from a distance it looked like the palm of a hand with five fingers outstretched. There were a few green leaves on the branches, and the green leaves were very large. Looking carefully, Bai Shi suddenly found that under the green leaves, there was a person sitting, and it seemed to be sounding the whistle at the moment, which couldn't help but remind Bai Shi of the melodious flute sound last night.

Long Yinyue saw that Baishi had woken up, and said with a smile, "You're awake." ”

Shiraishi nodded, his eyes showing doubt, and instead of looking at Long Yinyue, he condensed on the big tree.

Long Yinyue saw his expression, and immediately looked around, and also saw the person who sounded the whistle, so she smiled and said: "This person has been stationed on this island all the year round, and it seems that he has never come down from that tree, and he honks the horn all day long. No one knows his identity and seems to be mysterious. ”

The boatman seemed to know something, and in the face of Long Yinyue's words, he continued: "This man's flute is sounding to pray for the next day, to pray for the living, and to mourn for death. It is said that many years ago, one of the relatives of this person unfortunately fell into the river and disappeared before the next day. So this person has been stationed on this island for several years, and it seems that he is waiting for that person to appear. ”

Shiraishi answered, and at this moment, Wuji also heard their words, so after setting his eyes on this island, he immediately added this small island, as well as the tree on the island, and the person who whistled on the tree, to his originally completed painting.

Although it was a response on the surface, Shiraishi always felt that all this was extremely mysterious and weird. It seems that the boatman knows a lot, so looking at the boatman at this moment, he saw the familiar figure on the boatman's body again, but at this moment, he still can't remember where he saw the boatman's figure. There is also a certain connection with the ship's family on the second day.

And the person who sounded the horn on the tree at this time, Shiraishi has an intuition in the dark, and this person also has a certain connection with the boat family!

Soon, the boat rowed under the island, and when it came closer, there was a tunnel in the middle of the island, as if it had been struck by something. The boat rowed into the tunnel, and suddenly fell into a darkness, and the biting chill hit him, making him subconsciously shiver, and at this moment, the boatman continued to hang up the oil lamp.

"Go through this tunnel and paddle a little further to reach the opposite side of the shore. ”

After hanging up the oil lamp, the boatman began to shake the oars again, and although the voice was small, it was extremely loud as it echoed through the tunnel.

Bai Shi was puzzled and said, "This island is not connected to the shore, so why do you choose to cross here?"

The boatman replied, "Although this island may seem small, it is actually very large. The surrounding area of the island is almost the same terrain, and it's easy to get lost. If you don't see the island in this river, when you cross it, it means that you have lost your way. This happens every year, so we have to go through this tunnel. ”

Hearing this, Shiraishi returned to the center of the boat, and after sitting down, he did not continue to ask, but began to close his eyes and recuperate. Until a white light pierced his eyelids, making him subconsciously open his eyes, he looked into the distance, and could already vaguely see the small boat in the distance, which was about to return.

Soon, when the night was approaching, when the red glow appeared in the sky, the boatman had rowed the boat to the shore, looking at this dense boat, Baishi's heart suddenly had an inexplicable excitement and expectation, he knew that the passage was about to open the next day. In the distance, where the monks' eyes were looking.

The shore was filled with countless monks, and in front of them was an abyss, Shiraishi didn't know how deep it was, but he could see the gloom on the other side. From afar, this abyss is like being split alive by a big knife!

There was a faint aura oozing from the abyss, and that aura had a kind of resistance. It seems to be connected to the sky, forming a natural barrier. Anyone who has been here and seen the passage on the second day knows that when the passage is opened on the second day, a rotating gossip will appear on top of this barrier, forming a teleportation array. Then in the midst of the rotating gossip, there will be five monks, and those five monks are the ones who are responsible for opening the teleportation channel.

At this moment, these people are concentrating their eyes on this void one by one, their eyes showing burning heat, and even some of them are holding golden cards in their hands, presumably there should be a reserve of haode crystal coins in that card.

Some of the monks looked solemn, as if they were waiting to be tested, and those who were vying for the token could see in their eyes that they were determined to win.

After paying the ship's fare, Shiraishi and the others went ashore. Just as he was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by the boatman.

Shiraishi turned his head and looked at the boater.

The boatman smiled slightly, his eyes seemed to ooze confidence, and said, "Brother Bai... Good luck. ”

Shiraishi thanked him, and saw that the boatman did not wait in place like the others, but turned around, rowed a small boat, and rowed towards the middle of the river, as if waiting for the next person he said was destined.

"Destined people... Could this boat have something to do with the Dragon-Turning Sword? I remember that when the Dragon-Transforming Sword existed, it also had the word fate written on it. Shiraishi thought inwardly, looking at the back of the boatman's departure, and gradually felt that there was more mystery in the boatman's body. (To be continued......)