burning lamp

Xie Fengshu looked at the monk in front, who had already sat on the futon by himself, as if he didn't hear the embossed shout.

Xie Fengshu had no choice but to say: "Hello."

Seeing the other party looking up at him, Xie Fengshu pointed to the relief: "He seems to be calling you."

The monk paused and replied, "It will be fine in a while."

His voice was just like his own, and he was extremely cold, as if he had already gotten used to it.The relief drank again, and after three beeps, it really calmed down again, and turned its head back bit by bit, turning into a hard and cold dead thing again.

At this time, Xie Fengshu felt that he was a little embarrassed by his startled appearance just now, and he really didn't look like a fairy.He rubbed his nose, brushed his robe and sat down, returned to his calm and calm demeanor, and finished the polite words he hadn't finished when he entered the door just now.

"Thank you, repairer."

The candle flame on the table moved slightly, and the face of the person in front of him was somewhat blurred. Xie Fengshu thought about the words that the stone statue yelled just now, and asked hesitantly, "The cultivator's Dharma name is Jiangchen?"

Jiang Chen looked up at Xie Fengshu, didn't speak, just nodded lightly.

Well, it seems that the stone statue was indeed called him just now.Xie Fengshu was extremely curious, but he was too embarrassed to reveal it, so he just asked, "Did Master Jiangchen see a woman in red with a...baby?"

Xie Fengshu originally wanted to talk about a baby covered in blood, but he was worried about scaring the person in front of him. He was hesitating how to say it in a tactful and appropriate way, but he heard the person in front of him already speak.

"Mother ghost."

Xie Fengshu was startled, and Jiang Chen continued: "It is often found on the side of the road in the wild. It is good at using the sound of babies crying to attract passers-by. The ghost mother is dressed in red and has black hair. The devils come out of their stomachs and like to eat people."

"...That's right." Xie Fengshu suddenly said after answering, "You know."

Jiang Chen didn't answer, Xie Fengshu didn't care, and continued: "I read in the book that ghosts with sons and mothers always like to lure passers-by on official roads or in villages, but it's rare in these deep mountains and old forests."

He looked at Jiang Chen: "The cultivator is practicing Zen here, have you seen it before?"

"Never."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and continued after a long time: "The deep mountains in the east stretch for tens of thousands of miles, and this Mount Sumeru alone is as wide as a thousand miles."

The implication is that he doesn't know what ghosts and ghosts exist in this mountain.

It turns out that this mountain is called Sumeru.Xie Fengshu leaned back slightly and leaned against the pillar behind him.

Of course, a thousand miles is not too far for him, but in order to find the female ghost, he must search through such a vast forest one by one, and he does not know how long it will take.

Xie Fengshu asked persistently: "Apart from you, are there other people on this mountain who know more about the ghosts in the mountain?"

Before answering, Jiang Chen asked, "What are you looking for with that mother-child ghost?"

The old god Xie Fengshu is here: "I have official business, so I can't say more."

Jiang Chen glanced at him, but he didn't seem interested, so he closed his eyes and began to chant scriptures softly.Xie Fengshu listened to it for a while, and the other party was chanting the "Lianhua Sutra of the Miaofa", with a very soft voice and deep timbre.Xie Fengshu became sleepy after listening to less than half of the book, leaning his head on the pillar and fell asleep.

Xie Fengshu felt dizzy, as if he had never slept so deeply.When he woke up, he was the only one left in the hall, and the ever-burning lamp on the table.

He straightened his robe and pushed the door out.The courtyard was quiet, and there was no one there.Xie Fengshu went all the way out of the temple gate, and only saw the plain white monk's robe under Wan Guchun.

Probably hearing the noise behind him, Jiang Chen glanced back.

At this time, the sky was bright, and the tree of Everlasting Spring appeared in front of Xie Fengshu more clearly. The branches and leaves seemed to touch the sky, and the flowers were piled up like piles of snow. Blown by the mountain wind, the petals rustled down. It fell to the ground in front of the temple.And the monk under the tree had cold eyes like snow, and when his eyes fell on Xie Fengshu, he almost took a breath.

Xie Fengshu looked at Jiang Chen, and thought to himself that it is a pity that such a person becomes a monk.After thinking about it again, it is better for such a person to be a monk, otherwise, if he walks in the world of mortals, he will hurt many boudoir hearts.

During the time when his mind was wandering, Xie Fengshu had already walked under the tree and stood side by side with Jiang Chen.

When he made eye contact with the person at close range, Xie Fengshu came back to his senses suddenly, spurned himself for being full of wild thoughts, avoided Jiang Chen's eyes, looked up at the tree full of flowers, and asked casually: "This tree is very lush. , I don’t know how many flowers have bloomed in total?”

The conscience of heaven and earth, after asking Xie Fengshu, he regretted it.This eternal spring is full of beautiful branches and leaves, and the flowers are like a sea. Whoever has nothing to do will count them for fun. This question is so stupid, it really doesn't match the proud posture of Lingheng Xianjun.

He coughed lightly and wanted to change the subject, but Jiang Chen glanced at him and replied, "Nineteen thousand seven hundred and seventy seven flowers."

…………

I didn't expect there to be such a boring person in this world. After all, this fairy is so shallow.

Jiang Chen didn't seem to see the indescribable expression on Xie Fengshu's face, he just said: "Three hundred miles eastward from me is Mount Xumiqian, called Mingjingtai, where a black snake who has practiced for thousands of years lives .”

Xie Fengshu immediately turned his head to look at Jiang Chen when he heard the words, as expected, Jiang Chen continued, "Maybe he can find out the whereabouts of the son and mother ghosts."

Seeing Xie Fengshu's eyes light up, Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and continued: "You have to be careful later——he has a bad temper."

Xie Fengshu still doesn't know how bad this "temper" is, as long as things change for the better.He smiled at Jiang Chen, raised his hand and saluted politely.

"I trouble the repairer to lead the way."

His sincere smile dilutes the fairy air on his face that has always been upright, and he looks like a young man in the world.

The Mingjing Terrace is Mount Xumiqian, Xie Fengshu has entered the fairy class, and Jiang Chen is a practitioner, for them two, walking against the wind is just a cup of tea.

After all, no matter if it is Buddhism, Taoism, or mountain ghosts, as long as you practice for a long time, you can ride the wind.It's just that Xie Fengshu saw that Jiang Chen was only 27 or [-] years old, so he couldn't tell how long the other party had practiced for a while.

I have to find a chance to ask.

He was thinking on this side, but Jiang Chen had stopped on the other side.

"Below is the Mirror Platform."

They stopped at the top of a valley, Xie Fengshu came back to his senses, and subconsciously looked down the hillside.

He originally wanted to thank him politely, and then ask about the cave of the Black Snake Demon, but when he saw the whole view of the Mirror Terrace, Xie Fengshu's eyes suddenly paused, and he forgot what he wanted to say.

Behind Xie Fengshu is the endless mountain scenery surrounded by thousands of green mountains, but in front of him is the vast black scorched earth. Some places have been dried up and cracked, as if they were once burned by a fire. Already dead and burnt black.

This piece of mountains and fields with a radius of hundreds of miles looks like this at first glance, but there is no living thing.There is only a lake at the bottom of the slope, the lake is quiet and without waves, and the reflection of the dark scorched earth and dead trees makes the lake water clearer, like a beautiful mirror that is not stained with dust.

Seeing Xie Fengshu's somewhat shocked expression, Jiang Chen explained: "700 years ago, there was a thunderstorm on Mingjingtai, which caused endless fires."

"No wonder."

Xie Fengshu hesitated for a moment, and finally took a step forward, stepping into the scorched earth.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when Xie Fengshu walked in it, he always felt that he could still smell the burning smell of burning plants.

He had just walked a few steps when he suddenly felt something strange behind him, and immediately heard Jiang Chen shout: "Thank you Fengshu!"

Xie Fengshu immediately took a few steps aside, looked up, and saw that the place where he was standing just now was split by a long whip.

There was a person standing beside him, looking at Xie Fengshu unkindly.

He holds a long black whip in his right hand, and he is dressed in a black bunt, with only his wrists slightly tight.On his left ear was a rhombus-shaped ancient silver earring shaped like a bamboo leaf, which swayed slightly in mid-air because of the blow just now.Wearing a half black mask with dark patterns on his face, which tightly covered the left half of his face, revealing a pair of sharp eyebrows and eyes.

Xie Fengshu suddenly realized that this was probably the bad-tempered Master of the Mirror.

Jiang Chen had already stood behind the two of them at some point, and nodded to the visitor without changing his expression.

"This is Immortal Lord Ling Heng, Xie Fengshu."

"Immortal Lingheng?"

The other party read it once, frowned lightly, and said with a sneer: "The Immortal Lord is not staying in the sky, what are you doing here at my mirror platform?"

Jiang Chen didn't answer, but turned his head to look at Xie Fengshu, and said, "Chang Zijun, mock Xi."

Xie Fengshu figured it out, the Master of the Mirror in front of him not only had a bad temper, but also didn't like Xianjun cultivators and the like.But Xie Fengshu never cared about these things - if he cared, he would have fought to the death with that Lao Shizi Fu Guangjun long ago.What's more, he is asking for something now, just pretending not to see the attitude of the other party, and nodding at him with a smile.

"It's annoying."

Xiaoxi looked him up and down, snorted coldly, turned her head and said to Jiang Chen, "Why did you bring him here?"

His tone was still bad, but he seemed to be very familiar with Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen also said directly: "Last night, Immortal Lingheng passed Xumi and was attacked by the son and mother ghost."

"Mother ghost?"

Xiaoxi didn't seem to have expected it either, she was startled when she heard the words, then she frowned, with a look of disbelief: "When did this Sumeru come here?"

"So I want you to look for it."

Xiaoxi looked at the two of them, seemed to be considering the authenticity of these words, and said after a long time: "Trouble."

He looked impatient, but did not refuse.Putting away the long whip, put his hand to his lips and blew a long whistle.

The whistle was clear, resounding in the valley.After a while, Xie Fengshu heard rustling noises in the mountains, as if many animals were crawling on the ground in the forest and heading in all directions.

Xiaoxi put down her hands and said coldly: "Just wait."

The three of them just stood on the scorched earth of the Mirror Stage, and they all fell silent for a moment.Seeing that Xiaoxi still had a straight face, Xie Fengshu opened his mouth without self-indulgence, and turned his head to look around.

There was black smoke and dust all around, Xie Fengshu looked at it for a long time, and then turned his eyes to the incomplete old tree on the top of the mountain.

The tree had no branches or leaves, except for the broken and scorched trunk. Xie Fengshu looked at it unconsciously for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "What kind of tree is this?"

Xie Xi looked at him coldly, and almost had "None of your business" written on his face, and Jiang Chen on the side answered, "Indus."

Legend has it that Phoenix once lived on a sacred tree when he traveled eastward, and the sacred tree was the phoenix tree.Although the sycamore tree in front of him was incomplete, it could still be seen that it should be an ancient tree.

Pity.

Xie Fengshu thought so, and wanted to ask what happened to the wildfire 700 years ago, when the Xiaoxi beside him suddenly made a sound.

"found it."

As soon as the words were finished, Xie Fengshu heard a slight noise behind him, and a moment later, a finger-thick black snake with white stripes crawled along the snow.

Xie Fengshu was born to be most afraid of snakes, subconsciously dodged back, Xiaoxi gave him a disdainful look, squatted down and stretched out his hand.

Xiaoxi's expression towards it was much better than the two of them. The snake ran up Xiaoxi's fingers, coiled around his wrist, raised his head and hissed twice.

Xiaoxi patted its head as a reward, and looked up at the two of them.

"I found it, but it's probably useless."

He looked at the two of them, his complexion was even uglier than before.

"The mother-child ghost is dead."