Poor Monk

The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the afterglow is gradually fading.

It has been several days since the last heavy snowfall.The snow under the cliff had already melted cleanly, but the halfway up the mountain was covered with a layer of silver, scattered by the light at dusk, it was like a layer of red gauze.

When Zhongshu came up, he saw Gu Zhao standing by the side of the mountain path, looking down.

"Senior Brother Gu, the disciples who were sent to Bukong Mountain just now have returned. The Tianji Temple's statement is the same as usual, saying that they have neither met Shen Du nor saved him."

Standing a step forward, and bowing again, Zhong Shu's voice was a bit incomprehensible.

He is also a disciple of Pengshan, Gu Zhao's younger brother.

It's just that the status of the two of them is really different. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are juniors, but even if they use the word "subordinate".

After all, he is the No.1 of the new generation of Pengshan, and it is said that he is the "No. [-] Immortal of Pengshan".

In fact, Zhong Shu never felt that he could not afford the word "first immortal".

Looking at the figure standing on the rocks at the edge of the mountain path with his hands behind his back, he should be able to get a glimpse of his elegance.

Dressed in a plain blue shirt, she holds a jade flute in her hand, and her long hair is tied up with a pear-wood hairpin; the profile of her side face is like a beautiful landscape, and the eyes that look down are hidden with vast mist and clouds.

Gu Zhao's facial features are extremely beautiful.

But when you see it for the first time, you don't feel it.

The only thing that can be felt at the first time is the word "light".Quiet, indifferent, indifferent, even a kind of indifference and indifference far higher than that of the time, like the moon rising from Yaotai, leaving a fairy shadow in the sky.

Hearing Zhong Shu's voice, he didn't look back.

Standing on that boulder, the person raised his gaze from the mountainside still covered with residual snow, and cast it to the boundless sky above his head, and vaguely saw a white shadow rushing towards him like lightning.

So he laughed: "Tianji Chanyuan has never seen Shen Du, and has never rescued Shen Du, but it does not mean that Shen Du is not in Bukongshan."

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Zhong Shu actually thought it was unlikely, because Shen Du's injuries were too serious at that time, how could he survive?But when Gu Zhao said this, he clearly seemed to think that Shen Du was not dead.

Gu Zhao's narrow eyes showed a bit of clear wisdom, but he didn't answer this question, but asked indifferently: "Did you not see that Shanzai this time?"

"This one……"

As soon as this was mentioned, Zhong Shu felt a little annoyed.He is not a good-tempered person at all, from worshiping Pengshan to walking in the rivers and lakes, he has only served Gu Zhao for many years, but this time in Tianji Temple, he seems to have encountered a grievance that he has never experienced in his whole life .

"The Zhigu monk said, that Shanzai is practicing closed-mouth meditation, so he doesn't see outsiders."

"Shut up?"

The white shadow in the distance was already approaching, it turned out to be a bird of deep consciousness.Gu Zhao frowned slightly, but he didn't know if it was because of the bird or what Zhong Shu said.

"There is such a big incident outside, but he is still focused on cultivation. If he doesn't leave the Thousand Buddha Hall, others will have no chance to take advantage of it."

Thousand Buddha Hall!

Zhong Shu's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly raised his head to look at his senior brother, and almost immediately wanted to ask: We have found all the descendants of Lou Dongwang, why didn't we just go to Tianji Temple to ask for the three volumes of Buddhist collections, it would cost so much Do you want to inquire about Shanzai, inquire about the Thousand Buddha Hall?

But when he saw the cold eyes, he didn't dare to ask any more.

Gu Zhao also stopped talking, waved his hand and said: "Go ahead, pay more attention to the movement of other sects, especially the people sent by the Yaomo Dao. It doesn't matter to the other side, if that Pei Wuji appears, immediately Come and tell me."

"Yes."

Although it was said outside that Pei Wuji was Shen Du's dog, and his cultivation could not rank among the first-rate, but this person was very scheming, like a jackal, a tiger and a leopard, and he must not be underestimated.

Especially at this time.

Zhong Shu also knew the importance, and after a reply, he retreated to inquire about other sects.

Gu Zhao still stood where he was.

When Zhong Shu disappeared, the smile on his face that always made people feel like a spring breeze slowly disappeared, replaced by a kind of icy coldness.

He took out a short stick of incense from his sleeve, but he didn't light it, he just put it in his palm and stretched it out.The cold wind that blows away takes away the scent that ordinary people can't smell, and circles towards the sky.

After a while, there was a clear sound in the air.

"Flicking", the snow-white Youzhi bird landed on his arm, lowered its head and pecked at his palm, eating the short piece of Youshixiang.

A thin bamboo tube is tied to the bird's leg.

Gu Zhao saw it at a glance.

He stretched out his hand to take it off, and after the Youzhi Bird had eaten the Youshixiang, he didn't let it go away for a while, but just opened the bamboo tube, took out the paper wrapped in a strip, and unfolded it to read.

Shen Du's handwriting appeared in front of his eyes, even if it was neat and tidy, it could not hide the strong murderous handwriting.

Word by word.

Gu Zhao finished reading it earnestly, and finally looked at the last line that was proposed and written alone, but couldn't help laughing.After laughing, I felt complicated again: "Shen Du..."

Ninety people in the world are looking forward to his death.

But he did not die.

Sometimes Gu Zhao feels that Shen Du's life is boring.

More than ten thousand people, scolded by ten thousand people, even though he has been a Taoist master for ten years, whether he kills people or slanders him, he is never very happy.Neither seek that false name, nor be obsessed with that power.

In terms of hypocrisy, he is even worse than himself.

Live too real.

Live for the sake of living.

So at the Hongmen Banquet a month ago, for a moment, he actually felt that a walking corpse like Shen Du might be more comfortable in death.

But still that sentence, he didn't die.

"But it's fine."

Pressing lightly with his fingers, a slight smile appeared on Gu Zhao's lips, and the light in his eyes was just like a dark cloud floating in the sky, dark.

"Heaven and earth are dry, light and dark complement each other, good and evil complement each other..."

The snow-white Youzhi Bird came and flew away.

When it flew in, it brought a letter; when it flew away, it took a letter with it.

The swift figure once again disappeared into the clouds and disappeared among the mountains.

Bukong Mountain is located in the northern mountains of the Central Plains. It is not the tallest one, but it is definitely the most unique one.It is rumored that there are fire veins at the foot of the mountain, gathering earth energy, so even the heavy snow in mid-winter cannot accumulate on the top of the mountain for long.

In the ten thousand miles of fading colors, it is still a touch of dark green.

The bamboo sea under the mountain is rippling with blue waves.

Shen Du held the scriptures in his hand and sat by the window, counting the time, he knew that the monk was coming.It's just that he didn't bother to put away his dissolute posture, so he could only look at the mountain road in front of him leisurely.

Sure enough, not a moment later, Yuebai's figure appeared on time.

"It's really his mother's thunder that can't be shaken..."

Unavoidably cursed again, he didn't bother to say hello to the monk now, he just watched the monk approaching, and then saw him come in, put down the porridge and vegetables, and left with the food box.

He lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't even glance at Shen Du.

It looked like the living person sitting on the window sill didn't exist at all, and he didn't see it at all.

Shen Duqi laughed.

As soon as the person left, he threw the scripture back on the desk, blew on the slightly hot porridge, drank it clean in two or three strokes, and then followed out.

The injury has healed very well, and my skills have returned a lot.

At this time, let alone the Tianji Temple, he dared to venture into the Longtan and Tiger's Den.

Youzhiniao has already gone out, and I don’t know when Gu Zhao will receive the letter and when he will reply; there should be seven days before the backlash occurs, but the previous omen was more than three days earlier, which made him vigilant .

The omen is three days earlier, and if the backlash is also three days earlier, then the time left for him is only four days.

Gotta hurry up.

Judging from the few words I heard in the Thousand Buddha Hall last time, Gu Zhao and Zhengdao's gang of hypocrites hunted him down to come to Tianji Temple this time, in fact, the drunkard's intention was not to drink.

Everyone's goal is on the three volumes of the Buddha.

Now he has the right time, place and people, as long as he can successfully steal this thing, then in the recent turmoil of intrigue, Shen Du will still be the biggest winner!

"Hula."

The cold wind is blowing, and the robes are fluttering!

Sneaking in the dark night, Shen Du quickly followed the monk's footsteps, passed through the large formation at the foot of the mountain with ease, passed the strange stone formation, and once again saw the magnificent tranquility Zen garden.

Because he had come in last time, this time, he no longer just followed the monk's footsteps, but turned his direction halfway, and looked in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion first.

That was the place where the monks moved the scriptures that day.

Shen Du had suspected it before, because of the recent tense situation, Tianji Temple might shift the location of the three volumes of Buddhist treasures.

It's just that before he got close to the huge pavilion, he saw two old monks standing on the front steps, wearing cassocks, standing opposite each other, as if they were talking.

This is clearly the attire only for eminent monks in the courtyard!

Shen Du was startled, although he believed that he had recovered [-]% of his power, but he didn't have the courage to show his traces in front of the two eminent monks, so he simply hid in the dark and waited.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, the two old bald donkeys did not leave.

Not only didn't go, but went in.

One person in front and the other behind, disappeared inside the door of the scripture storage pavilion.Those footsteps seemed a little heavy, which made Shen Du's heart sink: With these two people around, it seems that it is impossible for him to sneak into the scripture storage pavilion today.

After thinking for a moment, he decisively changed his goal.

It is difficult to explore the Sutra Pavilion today, so it is better to go back and look at the Thousand Buddha Hall.

The box he saw when he sneaked into the palace that day, especially the string of Buddhist beads that he put back in the box, has always left him with a heart.

Just because the string of beads is too light.

Shen Du only realized it after he went back.

Looking at the material on the surface, it is a bunch of agarwood, and it feels heavy in the hand.But compared to that quality agarwood, it's not heavy enough!

There must be some secret hidden in it.

So, after making up his mind, he adjusted his direction, looked around, and saw the Thousand Buddha Hall not far behind.

The Thousand Buddha Hall tonight is very dark.

nobody.

Not even lights.It was pitch black, the moon had not come out outside, and the thousands of Buddha statues on the wall could not be seen clearly, only the solemn and solemn scent of sandalwood was still strong.

"Is this really the Thousand Buddha Hall?"

After Shen Duqian came to see it, he felt a little incomprehensible. The last time he came, the guard was loose, but after all, there was still a figure, and now there are no ghosts in the hall at all.

"Could it be that the three volumes of Buddhist collections are indeed no longer in the palace?"

Thinking of seeing those monks, including the dumb monk, moving the scriptures in this temple to the scripture storage cabinet when he came last time, he slowly frowned.

Hiding in the shadows outside the hall, Shen Du waited for a long time.

He activated the Liuhe Divine Art, while restraining his breathing and movement, he also raised the five senses to the extreme, allowing him to use his greatest perception to perceive the situation in the palace.

After all, it is the Hall of Thousand Buddhas, so I dare not entrust it too big.

The hall was extremely quiet.

There was no sound of speaking, no sound of breathing, not even the sound of burning lights, because the lamps in the temple were all dimmed.

Only the wind blows through the window lattice, blows the old window paper, and makes a whining sound.

nobody.

It only took Shen Du a moment to confirm.

But he still didn't go in, but waited outside for a long time, and looked into the distance, and found that no one was walking this way, so he turned into a phantom and sneaked in quietly.

After entering the front hall, from the incense table of Sakyamuni Buddha statue to the back, you will find the back hall.

Shen Du's footsteps were very light, and his breathing was almost inaudible, so he looked very cautious.But in fact, his vigilance has been lowered a little, and his attitude can be regarded as calm.

After all, it was the second time here, and he was no stranger, and there was no one inside.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when he bypassed the Buddha statue and stepped into the apse!

A powerful palm wind strikes suddenly!

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, a tense and oppressive force unexpectedly burst out, surging silently, and cracking in the silence!

violent!

bold!

Not murderous, but honest and domineering!

At this moment, Shen Du's scalp exploded, and he almost subconsciously shouted in surprise, but he came to his senses in a flash, and abruptly swallowed the "who" back!

In shock, there was only time for a hasty slap!

"boom!"

The Liuhe Divine Art violently rose up, and the violent palm power surged instantly, and it was printed together with the palm protruding from the darkness!