The heavens start from Maoshan

"No, no, no."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "All appearances are illusory, so why be so persistent?"

"This..."

The situation is better than people.

Fa Hai thought for a while, and agreed, "Follow things slowly, and follow power quickly. I won't blame you or me."

"gone!"

Zhang Heng grabbed Fa Hai and jumped into the sky.

after an hour.

When he came to Tianqi Mountain, Zhang Heng put Fa Hai down, and thought to the collapsed Tianqi: "It's true to borrow falsehoods, and true to false dreams. Let's get up..."

Whoa!

The collapsed Tianqi Temple was reorganized again, and soon it became what it used to be.

Zhang Heng shook his hand, took out a Taoist robe and put it on Fa Hai, and moved him to the statue of the ancestor Chen Tuan in the Taoist temple.

Not to mention, Fahai's temperament is dusty, coupled with a Taoist robe, he immediately transformed from an eminent monk to a Taoist Quanzhen image.

"It's still a bit wrong!"

Zhang Heng looked at Fahai's bald head.

After thinking about it, he took out a wig from the Qiankun bag and put it on for him, and it was perfect now.

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate."

With a smile in his eyes, Zhang Heng asked, "Fellow Daoist, are you safe here?"

Fa Hai was a little angry and ignored him.

Zhang Heng didn't mind either, and asked, "When will you recover?"

"Half a month."

Fa Hai felt his injury, and replied: "In three days, you should be able to move your fingers, and in seven days, you should be able to stand up. After half a month, you should be able to move your fingers."

half a month.

It's not long, it's not short.

I don't know much about Zhang Hengshan's Da Luo bergamot, but I think it should be Shan's secret technique of not passing on.

Fa Hai was slapped and hit on the back. He was already doing well if he didn't die, and half a month of recuperation was nothing.

the next day.

Zhang Heng came to see the sea and brought him the "Changqing Changjing Sutra", saying: "You have to live in the Taoist temple for half a month. If someone comes to investigate, you can't even memorize the Jingjing Sutra. Who would believe it?" Are you a Taoist?"

Fa Haixue was smart, and he didn't fall for tricks at all, he just said, "I'm dumb."

After finishing speaking, he pretended to be dumb and didn't learn at all.

Zhang Heng had no choice but to spread out the Daoist book and read it by himself.

Another two days followed.

Fa Hai's hands have been freed, but he is still sitting paralyzed and unable to get up.

Fortunately, Fahai is good at bigu, and the troubles of ordinary people cannot be reflected in him, just drink some dew every day.

Then it was three more days.

There were two days before he got up. On this day, a villager from the foot of the mountain went up the mountain, wanting to invite Taoist Han to come down the mountain to pray for his father's funeral.

Taoist Han has already left, and only Taoist Zhang is on the mountain.

Zhang Heng tried to send the villagers away by saying that Hai was his younger brother, paralyzed and unable to go down the mountain because he had to take care of him.

Unexpectedly, the villager's father, who died of illness, was a sincere believer in Tianqi Temple. Before he died, he had a last word that he must ask the Taoist priests of Tianqi Temple to save him after his death.

It doesn't matter if the two of Zhang Heng don't go down the mountain.

They could carry their father's body up the mountain, perform French rituals, and then carry it down.

Zhang Heng is not an unkind person. Seeing that the villagers are sincere and he has received the kindness of Taoist Han's advice, he accepts this karma and asks them to bring him here.

At noon, the villagers carried the old man's body up.

Zhang Heng prayed for the old man to see him off.

Inside and outside the Taoist temple, two or thirty people surrounded him, looking straight at Fahai.

Fa Hai had no choice but to ring the Fa bell, beat the gongs and drums, and start the French ceremony as Zhang Heng's junior brother.

"Thank you, thank you Daoist."

Before leaving.

The villagers put down ten catties of millet eggs and eight copper coins.

Not much stuff, not much money.

But Zhang Heng didn't refuse if he wanted to.

Turning back, they cooked millet porridge and eggs, and shared a bowl of porridge with Fahai. The two watched the night, chatting with each other.

the seventh day.

Fa Hai was able to get up, but he was still weak and had difficulty moving.

It's early in the day.

Zhang Heng came to look for Fa Hai and found that there was a [-] or [-]-year-old girl in the Taoist temple.

This girl was dressed in pink, she was eerie and weird, and she looked very rich.

She sat there talking to Fa Hai, but Fa Hai didn't answer him.

She was not annoyed, instead she asked interesting questions, enjoying the feeling of answering without asking.

Seeing Zhang Heng come in.

The girl was quite amazed and asked, "Are you the elder brother of this disabled Taoist?"

Zhang Heng looked at the girl's eyes, nodded and said, "Yes."

The girl asked again: "In addition to being disabled, is he also deaf-mute? I've been talking to him for a long time, but he hasn't answered a single word."

Zhang Heng thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "My junior brother is physically disabled and dedicated to the Tao. He is not a deaf-mute. Maybe he just thinks what you say is boring and doesn't want to talk to you."

The girl left angrily.

The next day, when Zhang Heng came back, he found the girl was still there.

On the third day, so.

On the fourth day, so.

, still the same.

Day [-].

When Zhang Heng came again, he found that the girl had brought a food box, which contained a lot of dishes, which were much more delicate than what Zhang Heng had prepared for Fa Hai.

But Fa Hai didn't take a bite.

Seeing Zhang Heng coming in, he cast a look of asking for help instead.

Seeing Fa Hai's eyes begging for help, Zhang Heng knew that his heart was disturbed.

There is nothing wrong with Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stand.

There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust.

Fahai's heart was disturbed, and he could no longer turn a blind eye to the girl, so he asked him for help.

"In my life, there will be two catastrophes."

"One is the calamity of love, and the other is the calamity of killing. If you can't get through it, you can only sink in this life."

Wait until the girl leaves.

Fa Hai and Zhang Heng said separately: "My emotional calamity has come, please help me, brother Tao."

Hearing the sound, Zhang Heng nodded his heart, turned around and left.

Fahai sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, how can I ask others to help me in my own love disaster!"

The next day, Zhang Heng didn't come back.

He didn't come to see Fa Hai until the third day, counting the time, Fa Hai should have recovered.

The girl is here today.

She was playing the piano, while Fahai was meditating cross-legged.

Zhang Heng looked at it quietly.

It was unimaginable before that Fahai didn't sense his arrival.

But he didn't say anything, didn't even show up.

Another two days.

When Zhang Heng came to the Taoist temple again, Fa Hai was still here and did not leave.

Has his wound healed yet?

It should be cured.

It's just that physical wounds can be healed in half a month, but how can spiritual wounds be healed?

three days later.

Zhang Heng came again.

The girl talks to Fa Hai in the temple, telling her story.

She is a daughter of the clan, and some bad guys in the royal family want to use her as a bargaining chip to marry her to Taishi Gu, the son of the Taishi family, to appease the Taishi family.

But she doesn't like Tai Shigu, who is romantic and not a good match.

But she didn't know how to resist, so she could only go out to relax. When she saw a small temple on the mountain, she came in to have a look, and then she met Fa Hai.

She wept and begged.

She hoped that Fahai would take her away. She said that she fell in love with Fahai.

Fa Hai said, "I am a monk."

The girl didn't believe it.

Fahai took off his wig, revealing the ring scar on his head.

The girl left crying, never to return.

Zhang Heng didn't see her when he came back the next day, and he didn't see her on the third day either.

Fa Hai remained indifferent on the surface.

But when Zhang Heng came back on the fourth day, he saw him kneeling and praying in front of the statue of Patriarch Chen Tuan.

Perhaps, at this moment, he was thinking, how great it would be if he was not Fa Hai, but an ordinary Taoist priest in Tianqi Temple.

If he was really a Taoist priest, he wouldn't have such troubles.

Zhang Heng saw everything in his eyes, but still didn't speak.

The mysteries are endless, intertwined with sorrow and joy.

The waves of the world of mortals circulate, whether it is a calamity or a fate.

He couldn't tell.

All I know is that Fa Hai, who is deeply in love, is getting more and more hostile and his morality is getting higher and higher.

It was so high that even Zhang Heng felt palpitations when he stood in front of him.

He had only experienced this feeling from the old Montenegro demon, but Fa Hai, compared to the old Montenegro demon at that time, still had it now.