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Chapter 139 Barren Mountains and Ancient Temples

The autumn wind sweeps away the leaves, and the cold flies the snowflakes.

In September and October, the weather has gradually turned cold, and an ancient road is covered with golden fallen leaves, and the cold wind has swept through, rolling up dead leaves, and lifting yellow sand, making this deserted ancient road even more desolate and desolate.

After Song Qingshu swept Zhao Min away, of course he didn't even go back to the inn, and he didn't dare to take the official road, so he picked this deserted ancient road and ran all the way.

He knew that although last night because someone else broke into the palace at night, the palace was in a hurry, but it was just a little trouble, once the palace came to his senses, I am afraid that the current county lord will disappear immediately, and I am afraid that the whole city will be under martial law, and the house will be searched door to door.

Of course, you can't take the official road, where people come and go, and it is easy to be traced, and I am afraid that it will be continuously chased and killed at that time.

Song Qingshu ran for another distance, and saw an ancient tree towering not far ahead, Song Qingshu didn't think about it, so he got in.

After walking in the woods for half an hour, Song Qingshu came out again. When I looked up, I saw a gravel path, but it was already overgrown with all kinds of weeds, and I almost couldn't see the road clearly.

"I didn't expect there to be an abandoned path here, and I don't know where it leads. Song Qingshu saw the path and couldn't help laughing, "Whatever, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, the waterway bridge is naturally straight, and you will naturally know it when you reach the end, so why speculate here for no reason." ”

Song Qingshu shook his head, picked up Zhao Min and walked along the path.

Seven bends and eight turns. After walking for about a stick of incense, Song Qingshu finally came to the end.

The trail ends in a bluestone paved avenue. At the end of the bluestone road is a dilapidated barren mountain ancient temple.

The ancient temple is not big, there is no high-walled compound, there is no cornice, and there is no incense of the general temple. Just standing there quietly, sitting and watching the wind and clouds, it seems to be an ancient Buddha. Surrounded by ancient cypresses in the sky, it seems that a Dharma Protector Vajra is guarding the temple.

When you walk into the ancient temple, you will be completely unadorned. The log columns, the earthen walls, are a little mottled and 6 separate. A wooden board at the lintel becomes a plaque, and there are several red characters of "Baiyun Temple" written on it.

It's just that it obviously can't stand the corrosion of time, and the handwriting is already a little blurry. There were obviously no people in the ancient temple for a long time, and there was a thick layer of dust everywhere, and cobwebs hung everywhere.

'The crow belt slanting sun casts the ancient temple. The grass will turn the wild into the deserted city. ’

Seeing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel this ancient poem in his heart, although it was not the sunset, but seeing the scene in front of him, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh, it was really prosperous. Things are human and non-human, and none of them can escape the baptism of time and are buried in the rolling history.

With a slight sigh, Song Qingshu cleaned up his mood and stepped forward to buckle the door knocker. Prepare to take a break here, overnight, after all. Even after running hundreds of miles, from Dadu to here, he didn't stop at all, even if he practiced the 'Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong' to the sixth layer with Song Qingshu's physique, he couldn't help but feel very tired.

The knocker was already rusted, and Song Qingshu exerted his strength slightly, and with a sound of "boom!", the knocker broke in response.

Song Qingshu shook his head and slowly pushed open the mountain gate, and a rotten aura rushed towards him. Song Qingshu hurriedly stood away, and walked in when the aura in the temple was almost dissipated.

In the hall of the Great Majesty, the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas are covered with a thick layer of dust, and a bronze incense burner is placed in the center, but unfortunately now there is no incense flourishing.

Song Qingshu shook his head, found a corner, and waved his sleeves, rolling up the dust around him. Then he threw Zhao Min to the ground, and he had already fallen to the side.

Song Qingshu glanced at Zhao Min, who was motionless beside him, and said, "Okay, since the county lord has woken up, don't pretend to be asleep." ”

Zhao Min didn't react at all, and seemed to still fall asleep.

The corners of Song Qingshu's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, how long is the effect of the **cigarette he prepared, he is clear, from the middle of last night to the present, the sky has been bright, and the effect of the **cigarette has long passed.

The reason why Zhao Min remained motionless was probably because she wanted to paralyze herself, so she could find an opportunity to escape.

"Hey, you really haven't woken up yet?" Since Zhao Min wanted to act, Song Qingshu played with her, "Could it be that the **cigarette is used too much, or the effect of the **cigarette is too strong." Song Qingshu said to himself, "No matter, I've been running around all night, and I haven't eaten a meal yet, so let's go out and find something to satisfy my hunger." ”

Song Qingshu is obviously a man of action, he does it when he thinks of it, and he gets up and walks outside the temple.

Zhao Min still didn't react at all, one point, two minutes and a quarter of an hour of incense

Zhao Min's squinted eyes opened suddenly, and his body jumped up as if he had pressed a spring.

"Even if you Song Qingshu is cunning like a ghost, you still have to drink the footwashing water of the county lord." Zhao Min looked at the empty Daxiong Treasure Hall and couldn't help but smile proudly.

But then Zhao Min's face turned iron-blue, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you are a Song Qingshu, I really underestimated you, and I actually dared to break into the palace at night and kidnap the county lord to this barren mountain and wilderness, hello, you are very good." ”

"You'd better expect it not to fall into the hands of the county lord, otherwise," Zhao Min snorted coldly.

"Otherwise. At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, startling Zhao Min, "I don't know how the county lord will deal with me if it falls into the hands of the county lord?"

Looking at Song Qingshu falling from the sky, Zhao Min was dumbfounded all of a sudden, she never thought that Song Qingshu would actually appear here, and stammered, "You, didn't you go to find something to eat? ”

"Yes, I was originally looking for food, but when I thought that the county lord was in a coma here, if there was a jackal, tiger and leopard who took the county lord away, wouldn't it be mine?" Song Qingshu said seriously, and then looked at Zhao Min with a sad face, "I didn't expect that 'I would have my heart to the bright moon but the bright moon shines on the ditch', the county lord actually wanted to deal with me, it made me sad too much." ”

Looking at Song Qingshu's unflattened appearance, Zhao Min couldn't wait to run up and step on his feet fiercely.

"Okay, don't pretend to be here, I want to vomit. Zhao Min snorted coldly and said with a frosty face.

"County Lord, how can you do this?" Song Qingshu clutched his chest and looked at Zhao Min as if he was sad, "My heart hurts, it hurts." ”

Zhao Min looked at Song Qingshu's appearance, his teeth itched with anger, he couldn't hold back anymore, and screamed loudly, "I'm going to kill you." The voice was earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, making people sad to hear and crying, and the piercing voice burst out with unprecedented penetration, so that Song Qingshu had to cover his ears.