Ning Gu

In the temple under the mountain, the bells and chimes are lingering, and in the mountain, there is a sensuality.

Before Zhaoxing converted to Buddhism, the abbot was a scribe, and later returned to Buddhism. You Fang said that after a period of time, he had formed many good relationships.The Qingxu Guanzhu in this mountain is one of the good fate.

Later, he carried Xie Ling back to Xie Ling at Yiqiu in Yangzhou, and then he returned to Zhaoxing and was appointed abbot.

And the master of the Qingxu Temple—Miaofa Zhenren was originally a geisha in Yangzhou. After being redeemed, he came to Yanshan Mountain to practice in the old temple behind Zhaoxing Temple.

It was originally an unknown Taoist temple. During the Huacha Festival in March that year, a friend of the abbot visited and talked about the talent of the Miaofa Daoist. Friends visited her and spread her poems. There are scholars visiting and talking all year round. World.

Yanshan is also called Xianshan because of the abbot Zhaoxing and the talent of Qingxu and Miaofa.

Scholars gather because of their names, and officials come to visit them.

To go to Qingxuguan from Zhaoxing Temple, you need to go down to the mountain gate and take another sheep intestine.

After hearing what the little monk said, Xie Ling was very surprised, who left that note?

He walked alone on the blue stone steps, the bamboo trees on both sides cast mottled shadows on the stone steps, and the wind passed through the bamboo forest, rustling.Xie Ling stopped suddenly, seeing a tree branch moving in front of him, he was really startled, and only after he fixed his eyes did he realize that it was a nocturnal eagle bird.

He gathered his clothes and quickened his pace, and the people behind him also quickened their pace.

After walking for a while, he stopped suddenly and said, "I've followed all the way." While talking, he turned around.There was no panic on his face, but he was extremely panicked in his heart. He always knew that he was not likable before, and he had heard other people's rumors about Xie Wuling, and when it came to the words of "the mountain is not peaceful", he always had a certain feeling in his heart. ominous thoughts

He used to think that if someone else came to seek revenge, he could still be righteous, but now that he was approaching, if he really sought revenge, he still couldn't help but be afraid.

But when he turned around, he found that it was the young man who was begging for a birthday eyebrow today. He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and reminded: "Little Lang, it's getting dark, and you still haven't returned home?"

Lu Qi saw that he had been discovered, so he walked up generously, but seeing that he was not blaming, but asking, he felt more and more that the person in front of him was his father.

"I also came to see the monk."

"Hui Xuan has other things to do now, you should go home earlier."

"No way."

"Ok?"

"I'm acquainted with Monk Huixuan, so his affairs are also my affairs." Lu Qi's ability to make nonsense was also cultivated in that heavy test, and he didn't hesitate.

While talking, Lu Qi and Xie Ling went to the mountain gate.

"That's how it is. Then you follow. I don't know martial arts, you go with me, I'm afraid you should be dragged down."

"It doesn't matter." Lu Qi waved his hands, thinking about his plan, and said in a routine way: "I heard the surname Xie in the daytime? Don't you know the name of the sage?"

As soon as Lu Qi finished asking, he saw Xie Ling stop. He was wondering why, when he was suddenly dragged into the shadow of the bamboo forest by Xie Ling.

"Shh-"

Xie Ling hissed, and Lu Qi followed the direction he was looking at. Under the mountain gate, Monk Huixuan was facing a man in black.

The moonlight was not very bright, Xie Ling didn't like to hold lamps, Lu Qi followed Xie Ling, and it was not easy to hold lamps.So when the two of them looked from a distance, they could only see the figure of the man in black.

Hui Xuan seemed to be arguing fiercely with that person, and the man in black suddenly stretched out his hand, as if asking Hui Xuan what he wanted.

Huixuan stood solemnly in front of the mountain gate, seemingly refusing.

Then I don't know what the man in black said, which angered Huixuan. Huixuan took two steps, raised his hand and scolded, and there seemed to be a quarrel between the two.

Before the quarrel lasted three sentences, the man in black suddenly stepped close to Huixuan, and then pierced Huixuan's body with a reflective object.

Xie Ling knew that the reflective object was a dagger.

This scene was so familiar that he seemed to have seen it before, but he didn't know where it was.

His mind was a little muddled, and his eyes were a little distracted.Subconsciously holding onto the bamboo in front of him, he struggled with the memories flooding into his mind.

Lu Qi didn't notice the strangeness of the people around him. When he saw Monk Huixuan being stabbed, he rushed out without hesitation. There were hidden guards by his side, so he was naturally not afraid of the man holding a dagger at him.

"Master Huixuan!" He ran to Huixuan's side a few steps, raised his hand to cover the small bleeding hole for him, feeling extremely flustered.

He and Huixuan thought that there was only one side in front of the mountain gate, but he always felt as if they had met for a few years, and felt as sad as a relative passing away.

"Master, master. Are you well?"

Huixuan laughed when he saw the person next to him, thinking that it was not in vain for him to raise Xie Ling for this child for more than a month when he was young.It's just that the child doesn't seem to remember, and it's okay if he doesn't.

Huixuan felt that the pain in his body hadn't stopped, and the blood flowing out hadn't stopped. Lu Qi couldn't cover the blood, and couldn't keep him.

He suddenly grabbed Lu Qi's wrist, and murmured vigorously: "The wonderful method of clearing the emptiness, Huang Quan turns back. My child, remember it."

Xie Ling, who was in the shadow, had just recovered a little from his confusion, and when his eyes cleared, he watched the man in black holding a dagger, approaching Lu Qi and Hui Xuan in front of him.

Before he could think about it, Xie Ling stepped out of the bamboo grove with his hands behind his back, and descended a few steps: "Who is going to pollute this mountain gate?"

Then his eyes flickered, and he looked at the man holding the knife.He was dressed in black, matching his cold face, it seemed a little scary at this moment.

Lu Qi raised his eyes when he heard the sound, his eyes turned red.Seeing that mountain man come out from the shadow of the bamboo forest, his eyes were sharp, he had seen this look before, when he was peeping outside his father's study one day, listening to what his father and his colleagues explained, he had seen this look, exactly the same

Lu Qi was still immersed in shock, and the man in black also heard the voice, looked at the person who came, and couldn't help being shocked when he saw the person's appearance.The person who was supposed to be dead appeared here intact. Apart from surprise, there was also horror in his eyes.The story of Renzhu spread in the rivers and lakes, and he was naturally afraid.

But he breathed a sigh of relief, and still bravely pointed the dagger at Xie Ling.

"Why is there no monk guarding the mountain gate at night? If you take two more steps, the bamboo forest will change..." Xie Wuling hesitated before taking half a step, "A thousand arrows piercing the heart is not too much."

Xie Ling saw that the man in black's hand holding the dagger trembled slightly, and guessed that his heart was shaken, so he continued: "Who am I, you should know. Now you can still think about it."

As he spoke, Xie Ling lifted his foot, tiptoed the ground, and slowly landed on the ground. Before landing, the man in black turned and left.

Xie Ling only let go of the hand that was hidden under the sleeve and tightly gathered in the corner of the sleeve.And the people in the shadow not far behind him saw his little movement clearly, and also smiled.

"He, or he, is bluffing."

Seeing the people leaving, Xie Ling immediately softened his expression and pretended to be calm, but the panic in his eyes had already leaked out unreservedly.

He doesn't know martial arts, he can't do head-to-head, he can only outsmart, he just played a cover, he is more nervous than anyone else, there is no mechanism in front of this mountain gate, if the man in black is not afraid of life and death, I'm afraid they will all be the victims of that dagger today of the dead.

He forced himself to calm down, and walked as steadily as possible to Huixuan's side, seeing that his lips were pursed, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't really hear it.I wanted to ask Lu Qi, but saw that Lu Qi was in shock, so I gave up.

He put Huixuan on his shoulders and asked Lu Qi to cover Huixuan's wound. He said softly, "Brother Hui, hold on."

"Reverend Miaofa..." Only then did Xie Ling hear Huixuan's words, "Huangquan...turn back..."

"Okay." Xie Ling bit his lower lip, swallowing the bitterness in his heart, "I'll take you to find it, real man."

He took Huixuan and took a shortcut to Qingxu Temple according to his childhood memory, all the way in silence.

The wind tossed through the forest, and it sounded more like a whimper.

"Brother, where are we going?"

"Go to the Qingxu Temple and see the real person."

"Does the real person look good?"

"A real person deserves four characters - Gushe Immortal"

Xie Ling took Huixuan to the path leading to Xuanguan Gate, and heard the young man beside him asking, "Shanren, where are we going?"

"Go to the Qingxu Temple and see the real person.".

"Renren, but Miaofa Daoist? She...isn't she already dead?"

Hearing the sound, Xie Ling paused, and murmured, "So he's already passed away. How do you know?"

"When I was young, my father told me her story. My father also drank a lot of wine that day because the old man had gone."

Xie Ling tilted his head and looked at the dying man on his shoulders. He held his breath, as if waiting for the not-too-distant emotional mystery,

Xie Ling sighed inwardly, and still led him into the temple.

"You brothers and sisters only have the roots of wisdom, but you don't have the connection with the Buddha. The six sense organs are not purified, so you can't take refuge."

The old abbot's words lingered in his ears.

Xie Ling slowly lowered the people on his body and placed them on the small couch next to the Nvying Hall in the temple.He remembered that the original Miaofa Daoist loved to read notes here.

At that time, the spring breeze just came, and the grass was green, and the little maidservant in the temple dyed the five-color paper. The real person sat on the small couch with the lake brush, reading small words and half a sentence while writing on the paper. , Put the note on the small wooden boat the next day, and go with the water.

He and his senior brother leaned in front of the screen facing the small couch, looking at the real Miaofa behind the screen.

"Senior brother's unbroken mortal relationship..."

Xie Ling smiled wryly, not knowing how to comment.

The good men and believers at the foot of the Xianshan Mountain have become idiots and resentful women in the end.

Master Miaofa loves veils very much, so he separated the inside and outside of the temple with veils. The mountain wind tonight is particularly unruly, making the veils flutter.

Even the unclear moon was covered by the clouds blown by the strong wind.

This old view, on this spring night, is as bleak as a servant.

Lu Qi went to the side to find candles, Xie Ling took off his coat and covered Hui Xuan.

When Lu Qi came back holding the lamp, he saw the young man in the green shirt looking up at the sky.

Lu Qi approached Xie Ling and called softly, "Shan Ren."

"Ah."

"Thoughts?"

"I was wondering what Huang Quan's intention was when he turned around." Xie Ling turned back to him, and began to talk to himself, "Who is this man in black today?"

"Shanren." Lu Qi took out a kit from his bosom, and what he took out from the bag was the note that said "Zhao Xing".He handed it to Xie Ling and said, "This is left by my father."

"You... want to say?"

"Qingxuxuanguan has something left by my father, just because no one talked about it after the incident. And my father left a note for me. Perhaps this 'Zhaoxing' refers to this Qingxu thing " After Lu Qi's analysis, he suddenly looked at Xie Ling.

"You go ahead."

"Master Huixuan said, the wonderful method of clearing the void, Huang Quan turns back, let me remember it. There is a deep meaning in these words, where is Huang Quan? In ancient times, Huang Quan should not turn back, but he said that Huang Quan turned back, which is a very strange thing."

"En." Xie Ling responded, walked to a bright platform extending from one side, lay on his back on the platform, remembering to himself.

Master Miaofa gave every place in the temple a name, but it was too long, he forgot all of them.He forced himself to remember, but fell asleep in a daze.

At some point, someone came up to the Ming Terrace and carried him into the inner hall. The man ordered Lu Qi to take his cloak and spread it on the ground, then put Xie Ling on it, and took off his outer cloak for him. He makes quilts.