[Journey to the West] Tucao Emperor who was delayed by Buddhism

On the streets of Baoxiang Country, colorful lanterns are hung all over the street, as if countless flowers grow out of the gaps between the bricks and stones, and the flower hearts contain a cluster of flames, shaking and shaking in the dark night, like a Another lost soul.

The dragon girl ran after Shancai for a while, and suddenly bumped into a person. When she apologized and got up to look for Shancai, he had already run away.

The street is full of people wearing strange clothes, although the styles are different, most of them are red robes, with all kinds of ghost masks on their heads, another wave of people comes from the other side of the street, and there is a crowd of people in an instant The entire street was so crowded that there were no gaps, and Longnu staggered a few steps from the crowd and fell to the street.

The dragon girl was startled, and subconsciously covered her head.

At this time, a man in white stopped in front of her, and the crowd split into two lines from his side, each going in a different direction.The man in white calmly stretched out a pale hand to her, the back of the hand reflected the light of the moon, it was as flawless as carved ivory.

The dragon girl was overjoyed, and quickly grabbed his hand and struggled to get up, shouting happily: "Bo——"

Half of the words were choked in the throat again, and there was no sound.

Not a bodhisattva.

The person in front of her was dressed in white Ruoxue, with a wooden sword pinned to her waist, and a big hat on her back, her black hair hanging down from one side of her fair face, looking at her quietly.

Longnu took a step back in a low voice, "Thank you."

The young man on the opposite side looked at her calmly, a pair of extremely handsome eyes reflected the tiny lights, a rare handsome face in the world, the perfect outline was carved like marble, and there was no trace of blemish on the fair skin.

There was only one pair of eyes, a pair of beautifully contoured, jet-black eyes, something different.

Like, fish.

I don't know why, but such beautiful eyes look like fish.

Like a fish in water, the eyeballs are immersed in the turbid water, without focus or temperature.

The dragon girl was a little scared.

It wasn't that he was afraid of his eyes, nor did he feel inferior in front of such a beautiful face, it was just that the face was so familiar that it was frightening for a moment.

In such a young age, it is most likely to be arrogated to others.Although Long Nu practiced meditation with Guanyin of the South China Sea in her early years, the tranquility of the South China Sea did not completely cut off all fantasies in her heart. There was still a little bit of earthly warmth in her deep heart, and she had longed for love in the world. When the Bodhisattva was not paying attention, she secretly hid in the Treasure Pavilion in the South China Sea, took out a pen and paper, and sketched carefully, drawing the lover she yearned for.

That painting was not realistic, she gave the person in the painting the most beautiful eyebrows and eyes in the world, and after finishing the painting, she stroked it carefully, but in the end it was burned out.

Now that I have stepped into the empty door, I dare not have any private thoughts.

But that day she was clearly scribbling, the person who painted on the painting, now stands in front of her in the lantern, under the bright moonlight, in the warm light, he tilted his head in confusion, carefully look at her.

The moment he looked at her carefully, those eyes finally became focused and suddenly became vivid, as if the stone statue had life and no longer looked like a fish in the water.

The other party looked at her for a while and asked, "Girl, have we met before?"

A deadly familiarity welled up in her heart, the face on the painting was close in front of her eyes, but the dragon girl suddenly shouted: "I don't recognize it, I've never seen it before!"

After shouting, he seemed to be terrified, pushed him away, and ran away desperately.

The man was startled, looked at the back of her running away, and said to himself: "It's really weird, it seems like we've known each other..."

The dragon girl ran two steps, and when she heard this sentence, she suddenly stopped her feet. She stood still and didn't dare to turn her head. She was afraid that it was just an illusory dream. : "You said you met me?"

The man in white was still standing upright in deep thought, but was startled by her, and said, "I've never seen it before, I think... I made a mistake."

As he spoke, he glanced at her again, suddenly laughed, pointed at Longnu and said, "What a coincidence, I drew a picture when I was young, and it looks very much like a girl..."

Dragon Girl asked: "Everyone in the street wears masks, why don't you wear them?"

The man in white smiled wryly and said: "I'm not from my own country, I just came to Baoxiang Country to look for an old friend. It's the first time I came here, and no one guided me. I was fine during the day, but at night a bunch of evil spirits bumped into me I was scared to death, and I realized later that you were all wearing masks, and you are the only one in the street without a ghost mask, which is really lucky."

He turned his head, looked around for a while, looked down at the writing on the palm of his hand, and said to the dragon girl: "Do you know where the bridge of death is here? I heard that it is within a hundred meters outside the gate of the palace. Do you know the bridge of the palace?" Where is it?" He looked at the writing in his hand and recognized the blurred words on it: "There is also Baihua Cave? Deep Dragon Pool?"

He was babbling on, when he saw Longnu's clothes suddenly, he couldn't help laughing: "I was so dizzy that I didn't notice that your clothes were different from those of the locals, that's all, I'll go ask those evil ghosts again. That's the way."

After finishing speaking, he helped the straw hat hanging on the back of his head, turned around and left.

Long Nu froze in place, watching his quiet white clothes getting smaller and smaller in the crowd, her heart suddenly felt empty.The fate in this world is really strange. She obviously burned that painting, but things in the world are more and more hidden. On the day she burned the painting, she never thought that he would come out of the painting, just like that What about standing in front of her?

Except for the ugly straw hat, the corners of the eyes, the brows, the gestures, even the fine lines on the corners of the clothes are exactly the same.

Maybe she knew from a very young age that she would meet such a person one day. She knew his facial features and clothes from a very early age, and even knew how he looked when he smiled, but she didn't know that he was wearing a white coat and a straw hat. , Just a fool who gets lost wherever he goes.

She was standing in the crowd of people wearing ghost masks and wearing red clothes, looking at his back from a distance. There were gorgeous red clothes all over, and he was the only one in light white, so dazzling.

She was watching, and saw that the man in white was looking at the palm of his hand looking for the way while walking, and suddenly grabbed a man in red and wanted to ask questions, but the other party turned his head, he did not expect that the ghost mask would kill him He had never seen it before, so scared that he screamed on the spot, took two steps back, covered his chest with his hands, his eyes widened in astonishment and he trembled, looking very unlucky.

Gritting her teeth, Long Nu chased after him, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "I know the way to the palace, shall I take you to the palace?"

The other party seemed to be a savior, grabbed her sleeves with trembling hands, and stammered: "That... that's really... thank you girl..."

He was trembling with fright, when suddenly the evil spirit purposely wanted to scare him, so he pounced on him and roared at him. He couldn't even stand upright, his legs gave way, and he sat on the ground.

Long Nu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she had to help him up, saying: "It's nothing, it's just a mask."

The white-clothed man's clothes were very thin, but the abrupt straw hat behind him was very big. He hugged his straw hat tightly and said to Long Nu: "Oh, it would be great if you and I meet at another time, I am not usually So scary..."

The dragon girl was about to help him, when suddenly she heard a shout from the far side of the street, it was Shancai's voice: "Dragon girl!"

She was startled, and hurriedly shook off the man in white's hand. The man in white didn't seem to pay attention to her, but felt that she was too embarrassed, and hurriedly supported the wall to stand up so as not to be laughed at by the girl.

The dragon girl looked at the person in front of her. She didn't know where this person came from. For her, it was fate or robbery, but she wanted to find out, she really wanted to find out, she didn't think too much, She just wants to know who this person is, that's all.

She didn't want Bodhisattva to know that she had such thoughts, because Bodhisattva always said that she was the most obedient and caring, and she didn't want him to be disappointed.

How to do?

She gritted her teeth and concealed herself.The Bodhisattva taught her many spells, but her understanding was far inferior to Senior Brother Hui An's, and she couldn't learn many of them, so she only practiced the few simple ones.

She chanted the spell and only avoided the man in white. In this way, he was the only one who could see her in the whole street.

In this way, she can ask him questions without any scruples, and then go to the Bodhisattva to ask for sins.

Dragon Girl took a deep breath, looked at the man in white who stood up against the wall and gasped, and asked, "What's your name?"

He turned his extremely gentle eyes to look at her, smiled shyly, and said, "Xuanjing, very Xuanxuan, the mirror of a mirror."

After finishing speaking, in case she didn't know, he added: "You know that, right? It's the mysterious Xuan, the mysterious Xuan, but it's not in a derogatory sense, it's just that word..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly noticed that Long Nu was looking at him and smiling, and he became embarrassed for a moment, his pale face flushed red, and after a long while, he had to say, "What about you?"

Just as the dragon girl was about to speak, she suddenly saw a cry of alarm from the crowd. The great sage jumped up to the cloud, his golden eyes shining brightly in the middle of the night. Not long after, the Bodhisattva also went up to the cloud to look for her. Things must have gotten worse.

She grabbed Xuan Jing's hand and led him to run through the crowd, saying: "I'll take you to the palace first!"

Xuan Jing was held by her, squeezed blankly among the crowd, and asked, "Did you escape or what happened, are you in a hurry?"

Longnu said anxiously: "It's better to go early than late, I'll just send you there!"

Xuan Jing was almost deformed by the crowd, and wanted to protect his broken straw hat like a baby, and hurriedly said: "But it is said that the shadow of the previous life can be seen in the deep dragon pool under the bridge of death, just as the two of us are looking at it. The face is familiar, when do you have time, can you go and see?"

The dragon girl stopped abruptly.

Everyone... is looking for her.

She has always, always been the one who listens to the Bodhisattva the most...

but……

In the deep Longtan under the bridge of death, you can see the shadow of the past and present.

If she misses it now, the sky and the earth will be separated, and the sea of ​​people will be vast, and she will never see this person again.

Dragon Girl summoned up her courage, suddenly laughed and said, "Okay!"

Xuan Jing was still cherishing his broken straw hat, no matter how crowded the crowd was, he would protect the straw hat on his head like a baby, and said blankly: "Huh?"

The dragon girl said firmly: "I will go with you today!"

Xuan Jing immediately cheered up: "That's great! Just wait, I've drawn the route on the palm of my hand, and I'll show you the way!"

As he spoke, he proudly stretched out his palm to show the dragon girl, but when he flipped his hand over, what came out was not a road map, but a large piece of smudged ink, not to mention the road, everything stuck together from east to west, from north to south, and farts can not tell.

Xuan Jing: "...they scared me just now...I'm sweating..."

Xuan Jing: "...I really drew it... If it wasn't too crowded just now..."

All in all, he finally realized at the last moment that his face had been completely lost in front of the girl, and there was no one left. He looked up at the sky in despair: "I don't even know the way."

It took him a long time to pluck up the courage, and he took a deep breath, as if he was going to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire, and said tremblingly: "I, let's ask those evil spirits..."