[Liao Zhai] Lanruo Temple

One of Huang Sanlang and Huang Liulang was holding the lo-mei, and the other was carrying the roast chicken.

Huang Liulang sniffed the roast chicken and sighed, "It's better in the world."

Huang Sanlang glanced at him, and before he could speak, Huang Liulang waved his hands quickly and said, "Okay, okay, I understand, don't delay the business."

The two whispered to each other, and Huai Xu led Yan Xiaoniang to wander around the market, buying some delicious food when they came across it, and finally bought so much that Huang Sanlang and Huang Liulang couldn't even hug them.

When turning the corner of the street, Yan Xiaoniang stopped suddenly.

Huai Xu followed Yan Xiaoniang's eyes, and he saw a shabby man wearing a rag and holding a wine bottle on the steps, drunk and dreaming.

Yan Xiaoniang was silent for a while, but she still turned her head away, letting the tears fall, but she still said seriously to Huai Xu: "Grandma, let's go."

Huai Xu touched her face, smiled, took her for a stroll, and stopped at the door of a tailor shop.

"Yan'er, you are wearing this outfit now, it's too plain." Huai Xu pushed Yan Xiaoniang into the store, clicked his eyes twice, and asked the shopkeeper to take off three sets of clothes for him.

Huai Xu compared Yan Xiaoniang to try it out, and said, "Okay, just these three sets, I'll take care of it."

Carrying the clothes out of the store, Huai Xu shook the clothes and draped them over Yan Xiaoniang's body when he found a place where no one was around.

This is a pink Ru skirt with patches of Tang flowers embroidered on it.

When Yan Xiaoniang put on new clothes, it was like a different person.

"From today on, your name is Yan'er, you are no longer a little girl, you are just you."

Huai Xu folded a gouache rose and stuck it on her temple.

Yan'er laughed, and the whole person became happy.

Huai Xu heard the sound of the reincarnation disk in his head, and a gentle mana flowed down from the reincarnation disk, merging with his own mana.

This is the result after breaking the attachment.

Sometimes, people like to trap themselves in their memories, constantly torturing themselves.This, in fact, is hell.

In the house on fire in the Three Realms, it is not others who are burning the fire, but people themselves.While torturing himself, he refused to let go, and snored in pain.

Who is to blame?

Yan'er can let go, get rid of obsession and obstinacy, this is a new life.

Maybe she doesn't realize it, but sometimes when she thinks about it, it is really overwhelming, and everything is different.

Huai Xu's eyes closed and opened again, he knew that he had already completed the first stage of the Twelve Karma Sutra.

In other words, he can already try to use the thunder to cleanse himself, and truly cultivate the human body.

"Let's go, Yan'er."

Holding an umbrella, Yan'er followed Huai Xu step by step.

When they returned to the house, Huang Dalang and Huang Wulang arrived at the door smelling the smell.

Huai Xu kept a little of each food, and shared the rest with them.

After finally going down the mountain, we can't treat them badly.

"Wulang, go and tell Quan Shangren the location of the mansion. It is estimated that Li Tang will not bring Qingqiu back to the Chen family in a while, and let him put Qingqiu here."

Of course it was impossible for Zhang Litang to send Qingqiu to the Chen family, even if the Chen family didn't know what happened, sending Qingqiu there, wouldn't it be a sheep into a tiger's mouth, against Tai Ah?

When the twilight was deep, Zhang Litang and Quan Shangren brought Qingqiu to Ruoshui Mansion with two people.

Ruoshui Mansion, Huai Xu mentioned on the door plaque.In fact, he wanted to write Huangquanju, but in the eyes of mortals, this name was too fierce, so he changed the name to Ruoshuifu.

The river flowing in the city of Jinhua is connected to the underground river. It is unexpected that the underground river can go directly to the Wujiang River, and along the tributaries of the Wujiang River, go upstream to Guobei Town and Montenegro.

In Huai Xu's eyes, this waterway is both a shortcut and a retreat.

However, if he wanted to go to Wujiang River, he had to get a guide from Wujiang Shuijun, otherwise it would be easy to get into trouble.

Huai Xu was going to wait for a few days to be free, so he went to the Wujiang Water Mansion, and he didn't know if the Wujiang Water Lord would sell his face.

Zhang Litang put Qingqiu in the wing room, stood at the door and watched Huang Liulang carefully change his clothes, and looked at the hideous wound on Qingqiu's chest, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

"Relax."

Huai Xu patted Zhang Litang on the shoulder, "He's very nice. It's you, if you go back to Chen's house tomorrow, I'll lend you Goro. If you have any trouble, just ask Goro to notify me."

Zhang Litang was stunned for a moment, but did not refuse, "Thank you, Brother Queyong."

Huai Xu shook his head, turned around and walked to the pavilion Shi Shiran, "Li Tang, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

Zhang Litang smiled, and wanted to say that he didn't believe it, but his words stopped.

If you say you don't believe in ghosts and gods, then how does the Fox House explain it?

If you don't believe in ghosts and gods, how can you say that there are gods standing above your head?

Zhang Litang gave an ambiguous answer: "Probably a letter."

Huai Xu didn't force anything.

"It doesn't matter whether Litang believes in ghosts or not. In fact, serving ghosts and gods is no different from serving people, and it's just a word of sincerity."

"In the 23rd year of Emperor Jing, Shen Yutang, a down-and-out scholar, passed by Jinhua and spent the night in a ruined temple on Montenegro."

Huai Xu paused, "Yes, it's the place where Brother Wei lives now."

"Shen Yutang went against the holy will at that time, was picked up from the black yarn, was impoverished, and was depressed. Looking at the dilapidation of Lanruo Temple, he felt the same, so he wrote a song "Frost Leaf Flying"."

"Cutting off the smoke and leaving the thread. Caring about things, the setting sun is red and the frost trees are hidden. Half a pot of autumn water recommends yellow flowers, and the fragrance is fragrant and the wind is raining in the west. Zong Yule, light flying and swift feathers, who is desolate? Who cares about the deserted Taiwan ancient? Remember drunk stepping on Nanping, colorful fan Throat chills, tired dreams don't know how to be savage.

Talk about passing cups on old festivals, dusty paper beetle pipes, and broken poems.Xiao Chan's slanting shadow turned to Dongli, and the night was cold and murmured.Early gray hair, endless worries.Jing Fei left from Juan Wusha.谩 fine general, dogwood look, but about next year, Cuiwei heights. "①" This word was written so sadly that Shen Yutang vomited blood, startling the ghosts and gods living in the temple. "

Huai Xu's gaze was far-reaching, as if he had traveled through time and returned to 20 years ago.

The ruined walls and the dilapidated courtyard are turning smoke clouds, and a gentle voice comes from the smoke clouds, singing the lyrics in the smoke clouds to the tune, the smoke turns like flying.

"Scholar, the words are good words, why are you so sad?"

The dust and bitterness on Shen Yutang's face seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Shen Yutang received guidance from the ghosts and gods in the temple, and won the favor of Wujiang Water Lord with his poetry and songs. The Water Lord helped him change his fate with dragon energy. Sure enough, within three years, he went straight to the temple again."

Huai Xu's eyes were gloomy, "Shen Yutang said: 'If luck changes in the future, I will never forget the kindness of today's advice.'"

"But when Shen Yutang took the high position and became a minister, the Dragon Palace became a good story by luck. Who would care about the ghosts and ghosts in that barren mountain?"

Zhang Litang's expression changed when he heard this, "Brother Queyong, you..."

Huai Xu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Litang just listen to a story, don't take it seriously."

Huai Xu said that it is not necessary to take it seriously, but Zhang Litang can't really think that he didn't hear it. The Shen Yutang mentioned by Huai Xu is the current Minister of Rites, a first-rank official.

And the theory of the Dragon Palace borrowing luck is not groundless. Every year on August [-]th, members of the Shen clan will transport a large number of treasures into the Wujiang River, which is called offering sacrifices to the Dragon Lord!

If what Huai Xu said is true, then among them, there is actually Lan Ruo ghosts and gods pointing out?

But what does Huai Xu mean by saying this?

Zhang Litang cast his eyes on Huai Xu, only felt that the sky was dark, the shadow of the moon was blurred, Huai Xu's shadow was vague, and his whole person seemed real and illusory.

"Litang, I said this just to tell you that ghosts and gods may have some supernatural powers, but they are not much different from humans. The way to get along with ghosts and gods is nothing more than the word 'sincerity'."

"What if it's dishonest?"

There seemed to be will-o'-the-wisps dancing in Huai Xu's eyes, "If it's 'dishonest', ghosts and gods, how can you play lightly?"

The wind blows and the clouds move, the stars and the moon are hazy, and in an instant, they are hidden in the clouds.

Zhang Litang's heart tightened, as if he had encountered some kind of danger related to his family and life, he just felt terrified, "Save Litang!"

Huai Xu showed a comforting smile, and Zhang Litang's heart calmed down again.

Huai Xu nodded and was about to speak when he suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.

It was originally a night scene where the clouds covered the stars and the moon, but suddenly the clouds scattered and the moon became bright.

Huai Xu sneered, and said: "Litang, I have a rival coming to the door, you go to Qingqiu's room and hide, don't open the door."

Zhang Litang was waiting to ask, but he saw Huai Xu waved his hand, his long sleeves were windless, and he opened the door ten feet away, Huai Xu stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Litang into the room with a gentle force.

"Don't come out, don't look around."

Huai Xu blinked at the door the next moment, and closed the door.

A door seems to isolate a world, and all the movement outside quietly goes away, only the slowly burning candles in the room and the sleeping Qingqiu.

Zhang Litang was startled, he felt something, but couldn't believe it.Without confirmation, he couldn't agree whether his conjecture was true or false.

Could it be that Brother Queyong, is he not human?

The bazaars and restaurants that appear for no reason on the deserted Black Mountain, the ghosts and gods of Lanruo Temple mentioned in Huai Xu's mouth, the servants who move like the wind, and the carriages that do not feel vibration while running, all of them can be seen in Zhang Litang's flash.

Zhang Litang's expression gradually changed, he walked slowly to the window and put his hand on the window.

"Don't come out, don't look around."

Huai Xu's voice echoed in Zhang Litang's mind, mixing with the cloudy picture in his mind, and finally became a mess.

Outside the wing, Huai Xu appeared in the courtyard, Quan Shangren appeared silently behind him, and the four wolf ghosts roared uneasily, Shan Bao and Mu Gui stood on both sides of Huai Xu like two big mountains.

The four brothers of the Huang family carried the grand master's chair and placed it behind Huai Xu.

Huai Xu flicked the hem of his clothes, sat on the grand teacher's chair, and took the time to straighten his sleeves.

Huang Dalang opened the gate of Ruoshui Mansion, and sure enough there were several young nuns standing outside the gate.

"I've just settled down. I don't think there will be guests coming. Zen Master Miaodi, I'm sorry I haven't greeted you from afar."

Huai Xu pressed down his sleeves, slowly raised his head, his slender eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his eyes were blue.

Zen Master Miaodi is a middle-aged nun with a cold, indifferent face, extremely beautiful but as cold as ice.

She came out from behind several young nuns, "Monster, what a grandeur."

Huai Xu pressed his hands on his knees, already brewing a spell that could not be triggered.

"Don't dare, it's nothing compared to Zen masters mobilizing teachers and mobilizing people."

It's not about mobilizing the crowd, Huai Xu has already sensed that no less than twenty nuns are entrenched around Ruoshui Mansion, as if they are arranging a formation.

"I thought you would never go down to Montenegro, but I didn't expect you to be so bold as to dare to go deep into Jinhua and occupy here."

Zen Master Miaodi put the Zen stick in his hand on the ground, and the six tin rings on the Zen stick collided with each other, and there was a jingling sound, as if singing in Zen, and gradually hummed like a Honglu bell.

The vegetation in Ruoshui Mansion suddenly grew wildly, all the vines and trees had red eyes, Huaixu twisted his neck, and countless black vines crawled out from under his feet, swaying like thousands of tentacles.

All grass and trees are soldiers!

"Zen Master, I came in openly and aboveboard, and left the house bought with money. You are a monk, so don't frame me, lest it will be in vain."

As the last word was uttered, countless vines unsheathed like spears and swords, stabbing at Zen Master Miaodi with a sharp sound of piercing through the air.

"kill!"

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Notes: ①Wu Wenying, Southern Song Dynasty.

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