I practice ruthless way

It was not too late at night, and the streets were crowded with tourists. Someone hung a red silk on a tree branch that was not fastened securely, and was blown down by the wind, ups and downs along the way, and drifted forward.Xiao Man brushed past him, glanced sideways, calmly withdrew his gaze, and continued on his way.

Yan Wushu raised his hand to grab it, and stretched it out. It said "Wish to win someone with one heart", with beautiful handwriting, and the person who made the wish was probably a woman.He snorted, stepped forward quickly, and stood side by side with Xiao Man: "Shall we also hang a strip of colored silk on the tree and make a wish?"

"It doesn't make sense." Xiao Man flatly refused.

"Then go to the temple to draw a lottery?" Yan Wushu pointed to the temple not far away, where the lights were bright and there was an endless stream of people entering and leaving, but he couldn't name it.

Xiao Man glanced at him: "Go by yourself."

The expected answer, Xiao Fenghuang was still so indifferent.

But now Xiao Man has stopped chasing him, which shows that things are developing for the better.

Yan Wushu thought to himself, let go of his hand, and let the red silk with someone's wish written on it be blown into the air again by the wind.

They walked through the street side by side, and the crescent moon in the sky followed like a shadow, and the moonlight blended with the lights of the lamps, illuminating the town very brightly.Yan Wushu picked up and bought some things, and hung them on Ah Tu's back.

——This is a new habit that Yan Wushu has developed during this period of time. Xiao Man will not accept the things he sends over, but if his son, the "middle deer" sends them over, the effect will be slightly better, at least he will like it Two eyes.

Most of the things he hung up were food, weird gadgets, and story books.Most of what Little Phoenix reads every day are Buddhist scriptures and sword manuals, which are too old-fashioned and boring.

A street came to an end, and there was a fork in front of him. Xiao Man chose a direction at random and walked over.This street is more lively than the one just now, most of the stalls are for food, and the aroma of all kinds of food is mixed together, which is indescribably good.

Xiao Manduo looked at it a few times, but before he took a few steps inside, he suddenly heard a very familiar voice.

The voice yelled: "Snacks are on sale! Fragrant and delicious snacks! There are fried potato chips, fried potato chips, and fried small potatoes! Keep it delicious! Keep it fresh! It doesn't cost money if it's not delicious!"

Familiar intonation, familiar rhyme.

Yan Wushu stopped in his tracks, heard the voice over and over again yelling fried potatoes several times, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Listen, why does the voice of selling potatoes sound so much like a person?"

Xiao Man followed the sound and saw that among the vendors, a man in a bright yellow robe set up an oil pan. An iron rack was set up in front of the pan, and potatoes of various shapes were placed on the rack before he fished them out of the pan. When they come up, they all emit white smoke.

"It's your apprentice." Xiao Man whispered after seeing the man's appearance clearly.

The man in yellow who set up a stall in the night market to do business was indeed Qu Hanxing.

Yan Wushu snorted and said, "Well, instead of practicing swords, I'll switch to selling fried potatoes."

He slowed down, turned the folding fan in his hand, and walked step by step to Qu Hanxing's potato stall.

There were quite a lot of people queuing up to sell potatoes, and after waiting for a while, it was Yan Wushu's turn.He took a step forward, swept the contents of the pot with downcast eyes, and asked, "How do you sell potato chips?"

"Thirty pennies..." Qu Hanxing scooped up a batch of freshly fried potato chips from the oil with a colander. Halfway through the conversation, he suddenly recognized who the voice was from. He shook his hand and raised his head with a swipe. The smile froze, "Master?"

A large spoonful of potato chips was about to fall back into the frying pan, Yan Wushu's folding fan reached under Qu Hanxing's wrist to help him stabilize his movements, and said with a half-smile, "So I still know who I am."

"Master..." Qu Hanxing forced a smile, then saw Xiao Man behind Yan Wushu, shouted "Brother Man", and tried to hide behind him, but was stopped by Yan Wushu with a folding fan.

"Didn't you be asked to retreat in Xueyi Peak?" The smile on Yan Wushu's face disappeared, and his tone was a bit cold.

Qu Hanxing lowered his head: "Master, I'm not suitable for closed-door training."

The potato slices in the colander had drained the oil, and if they were put down, they would be cold, but Qu Hanxing didn't dare to move.Seeing this, Yan Wushu moved his folding fan, moved his colander to the oil paper prepared in advance, flipped it over again, and put the potato slices upside down, then clicked the seasoning jar a few times in the air, and sprinkled the seasoning on the potato slices, Send it to Xiao Man.

At the same time, he asked, "Then how do you cultivate?"

"... Come out and see this world." Qu Hanxing replied in a low voice.

"How long have you been out?" Yan Wushu asked again.

Qu Hanxing: "Two and a half months."

Yan Wushu flicked his sleeves slowly, nodded his head and said, "It's not too short, I believe I have traveled a lot, why didn't my cultivation improve?"

"...Because the time has not come yet." Qu Hanxing took a step back slowly.

This is simply deliberately making things difficult!But it was really me who was wrong, and ran down the mountain without listening to the master's words, but who would have thought that the master would take Brother Man to his potato stand?Luck is really not too good.

Qu Hanxing's heart was complicated, and he was very nervous. He was afraid that his master would be upset and throw himself back to the lonely mountain.

"He doesn't stay in the mountains, but practice swords behind closed doors." Xiao Man stepped forward, helped Qu Hanxing block Yan Wushu's sight, and looked at him with concern in his eyes, "Has Gushan ever made things difficult for you?"

"It was all solved by Master." Qu Hanxing said.

Xiao Man said "OK".

A tit poked its head out of Qu Hanxing's sleeve, chirped, stepped on the back of his hand, flapped its wings and flew towards Xiao Man.

It was the one that often gave fruit to Xiao Man in those years.

Xiao Man held potatoes in his hand and sprinkled some chili noodles. Although it wasn't too spicy, the tit didn't like the taste, so it rubbed his face, walked around him, and landed on Fuzhu's head. superior.

Fu Nagisa raised his head slightly, glanced up, then lowered his eyes, acquiescing to the tit's behavior.

Xiao Man looked at the bag of potato chips that Qu Hanxing had fried, and handed it to A Tu.Ah Bald immediately shook his head, expressing that he didn't like it.

"You are at the foot of the mountain for this rally." Yan Wushu suddenly reminded him.

Qu Hanxing was extremely puzzled: "Why? I heard that all the sects will come, I've always wanted to see the excitement!"

Yan Wushu didn't explain this, but said: "If something happens, it's convenient to run away."

Xiao Man had no objection to this, and said to Qu Hanxing, "One step ahead", and turned to leave.Yan Wushu flicked his sleeves, patted Fu Zhu on the back, and followed closely behind.

"What?" Standing behind the potato stall, Qu Hanxing frowned, remembering the premonition that surfaced in his heart before leaving the lonely mountain, and murmured, "Is something really going to happen?"

Xiao Man and Yan Wushu were not strolling around in the city, they were walking very fast, leaving the street full of food behind in a short while.

Seeing a shop selling lamps from a distance, Yan Wushu turned his eyes, remembering that Xiao Man had observed those men and women on the river bank putting up lamps before, so he asked: "Little Phoenix, do you want to put a lantern?"

"No." Xiao Man didn't even give Yan Wushu a look, and simply refused.

Xiao Manxin was in this city, walked quickly through the streets and alleys here, stepped into the wind, looked at the lights and nights here with probing eyes, and asked the person who had been by his side: "What can you see?"

"Extremely lively." Yan Wushu twirled a beautiful flower from the folding fan in his hand. He also looked down at the small town below the mountain, and answered Xiao Man's question softly, "Among the crowd, there are ordinary people, and even those without sect affiliation." Casual repair."

"It's very similar to the Guangling City during the Guangling Examination, and the Shenjing City where the ceremony was held." Xiao Man said.

Yan Wushu held the folding fan and spread out his hands: "But there is nothing wrong with it in the city."

Xiao Man turned around, facing the incomparably steep mountain in the dim night, said: "So let's go to Kudan Mountain."

Yan Wushu nodded, and when he was about to reach out to take Xiao Man over with him, he heard him say again: "Go up."

Then use the steps to measure the distance between the town and the mountain.

The city is full of lights, but there is only moonlight in the mountains, blue stones and green forests, quiet and silent.The whole mountain is the boundary of Kudan Temple, Yan Wushu leads the way, and Xiao Man walks behind him.When he met a monk who was watching the night, before he could speak, the monk recognized Yan Wushu, put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, asking the two of them to relax in the mountain.

"Have you been here before?" Xiao Man asked Yan Wushu after the monk left.

"I came here about four or fifty years ago." Yan Wushu said.

Xiao Man asked, "Is there any change?"

Yan Wushu bent his eyes and smiled, turned his body slightly, facing Xiao Man sideways, raised his head and pointed somewhere: "The house has been renovated, and there is a peach grove behind it..."

The shadow of the moon in the sky has been following behind, and I occasionally hear the sound of insects in the forest. In the midsummer of July, the forest leaves are in full bloom, and everywhere is dark green.Yan Wushu talked while walking, telling all the changes in Kudan Mountain that he saw.

In the past 50 to [-] years, there have been many changes on the mountain, but they have nothing to do with what they are looking for.The two of them turned around the mountain and found nothing suspicious.Maybe the star pickers haven't come here to lay out the layout, or maybe the layout is too deep and there are no traces left.

Xiao Man stopped beside the mountain stream, and the tit that had been standing on Fuzhu's head flapped its wings, flew around Xiao Man, and flew to a tree opposite.

"The Kudan Temple on the Kudan Mountain, if there is a ranking among the Buddhist temples, the Kudan Temple can be ranked in the top three." Yan Wushu stood behind Xiao Man, tapped his palm with his folding fan, and said in a low voice, "This time At the gathering, Master Xuanming, who has the name of "half Buddha" in Kutan Temple, will appear to give lectures. If no one disturbs you, you can listen to it. It is said that he has a very good understanding of Buddhism, and he must be able to gain a lot .”

Xiao Man had heard about this half-Buddha, but unexpectedly, when Yan Wushu's words fell, a plainly dressed monk appeared on the opposite side of the mountain stream.

He clasped his hands together and smiled at the two of them: "Ling Guang-jun's praise."

The monk appeared quietly, with an extraordinary demeanor and a high level, I am afraid that he is not inferior to Yan Wushu, and his speech is self-effacing, which makes people guess his identity.

"You are Master Xuanming?" Yan Wushu asked with a smile.

"It's the poor monk." The monk smiled slightly, then looked at Ah Tu who was behind Xiao Man, and bowed.

Fuzhu bowed his head and saluted him back.

At this moment, the night watchman whom he had seen before came over, clasped his palms together and saluted after seeing Xuan Ming, and then said to Yan Wushu: "Mr. Ling Guang, the host invites you to go to the Kuhe Courtyard to have a talk."

Yan Wushu nodded at the night watchman, turned to look at Xiao Man, and Xiao Man's eyes fell on Xuan Ming.

Xuanming is honored as a half-Buddha, not only because of his profound state and proficiency in Buddhism, but also because he is compassionate and takes the common people in the world as his own responsibility.There must be a reason why such a person appeared to greet them, and the host happened to send someone to look for them.

Yan Wushu whispered to Xiao Man, "Go and return", leaving him and Fu Zhu here, and leaving with the night watchman.

The tit flew out from the woods and landed on Xuanming's shoulder. Xuanming smiled at it, took a step forward, crossed the mountain stream, and came to the opposite of Xiao Man.

Looking from this position, you can just see the lights in the city.Xuan Ming turned around and looked at the sea of ​​lights under his feet, then looked up at the moon in the sky, and said to Xiao Man: "On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, beg for a coincidence, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet in the sky, and the men and women on the ground talk to each other about their thoughts. It is really a good day. Why is the benefactor frowning?"

Xiao Man also knew that this person had something to say to him, but he didn't like to go around, so he said: "Because many things have not been resolved."

"There will always be a day when the truth comes out." Xuan Ming said slowly, "That day is ahead, please be prepared."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Man turned his head to look at this person.

Xuan Ming shook his head: "The poor monk only got a glimpse of a sporadic part, and the whole picture of the future is shrouded in fog, so I can't really see it."

Xiao Man thought for a while and asked, "Is it related to the Red Flame Emperor Building King Buddha?"

The monk with the name of a half-Buddha did not answer this question, but said: "Almsgiver, please be careful with that string of Buddhist beads—the string of Buddhist beads dyed red."

Um?Buddha beads again?

I remember when I met Biebei Tower in Guangling City, the first thing he said was to ask him about the Buddha beads.And this person was also the first time they met, so they mentioned the Buddhist beads to him.

Xiao Man asked him, "What's wrong with the Buddha beads?"

"The future is hidden on it, and it may have some influence on you." Xuan Ming said in a low voice as he thought about his words and moved the prayer bead in his hand.

"Influence." Xiao Man repeated these two words.There are two aspects of influence, good and bad, and the word "maybe" is also mysterious.

Xiao Man raised his lowered eyes again, staring at Xuan Ming with his dark eyes: "How dangerous the Red Flame Emperor Buddha is, since master knows something, why don't you explain it clearly?"

Under the moonlight, Xiao Man's eyes were unusually bright, showing a bit of urgency.

Under his gaze, Xuanming showed bitterness and apology on his face, shook his head, and sighed: "Because...the poor monk can't explain clearly."

"The past has passed, the future has not yet come, the only thing that can be grasped is the present, and once the present is grasped, the future may be changed."

Xiao Man lowered his head, his gaze met Fu Zhu who was looking at him worriedly, he was silent for a while, and his tone returned to calm: "Master, what the future holds depends entirely on the choices we make now."

"That's right." Xuanming clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's mantra, "Please benefactor, be firm in your original intention."