Wulin Mysteries

Li Su and A Dong settled down in the small town, but they met Pei Yunyi, who was unruly. For the carriage, Wan Chongguang was punished for some unknown reason, obviously he was not treated the same as them, so he rode with the big man with the knife on his horse, guarding the side of the carriage.In the second carriage, there was a young man carrying a medicine box, supporting a woman in a light blue dress. She was wearing a white gauze, which was different from a young and straightforward girl like Ye Rong, although she was still bright and charming. , but she is obviously old, nearly 40 years old, and the traces of time can hardly be concealed in her elegance and luxury.What puzzled Xiu Yuan was that she didn't comb her hair in a bun like an ordinary woman, instead, she looked like she was not married, just like Ye Rong.

Xiuyuan was still in doubt, and Lianhuasheng got on the last car. The body was black sandalwood, and four horses were driving side by side. Gold thread tassels were slowly hanging from the curtain at the window, and four corners of the car were placed. Four animal-shaped incense burners, the spices spread on the charcoal fire are slowly burning and rising, and the faint aroma is dazzling.

With such a big fanfare, Xiuyuan scolded Lianhuasheng a hundred times in his heart, being extravagant, adulterous, and plundering. He raised his head and stared at him. It happened that Lianhuasheng also looked over. He poked his head out of the middle and shouted at the little monk: "Fool, hurry up, are you still waiting for the leader to hug you?"

Xiu Yuan turned around and looked at the hundreds of people who were trapped in the distance. They had no strength left to fight anymore. Some people stared at Xiu Yuan, as if they wanted to drill a hole in him or eat his meat meat, and drink his blood.

At this time, Lianhuasheng stretched out his hand towards him, and said softly:

"Come up."

Xiu Yuan shook his head, as if once he got into the carriage, he would be lost forever.

Padmasambhava lowered his body and approached his ear:

"You know, you're hurting them."

The little monk was shocked, his eyes could not hide the panic, and finally he was willing to look up at him, his eyes were very fragile.

Lianhuasheng touched his face, he seemed to have a lot of time, he could wait patiently, and he seemed to be going away in the next moment, leaving the little monk where he was, and let those people pounce on him, devour him and bite him clean.

Padmasambhava was not in a hurry. He followed Xiu Yuan's face, touched his eyes, nose, and lips, and finally pinched his chin. He was waiting for him to make a decision. He was going to be buried here with these lunatics. , or leave with him.

Of course Xiu Yuan knows that no matter whether he leaves or not, the current situation cannot be changed.

He hated Padmasambhava, and he hated himself even more.He wondered if there would be any difference if Ping An was here, he might put aside all the enmity he was carrying and the mystery of his life experience, and live and die with him.

Xiu Yuan moved his stiff body slightly, raised his hand lightly, a slight arc appeared on the lips of Lianhuasheng, he held Xiu Yuan's hand, and pulled him into the carriage.

Lianhuasheng lowered the curtain on the car, and there were only two people left in the confined space.

The carriage began to move forward slowly, and Xiu Yuan sat at the other end, closed his eyes, and seemed to be meditating without making any sound.

Padmasambhava sat up at some point, and he clasped Xiuyuan's jaw and asked him:

"Who are you thinking about?"

Xiu Yuan shook his head, he was using another method to silently resist the leader.

"Thinking about men, aren't you?"

The little monk still kept his eyes closed, and didn't even make an expression, as if he suddenly lost his hearing at this moment.

Padmasambhava smiled, but his voice was cold:

"A monk also misses a man, so that man must have a different relationship with you."

Xiu Yuan finally spoke:

"Nothing to do with you."

Lianhuasheng let go of his chin, and moved his fingertips all the way down, stroking his neck, he said: "How about he having me, will make you so happy that you can't live without this thing?" His hand touched his crotch.

Xiu Yuan withdrew his hand and slowly opened his lips:

"Except for him, I will never do that kind of thing with anyone else. You and I trade fairly. I help you find the elixir. You tell me the mystery of your life experience. It's just for benevolence."

Padmasambhava said:

"Unfortunately, I forgot to tell you that the young man who got into the second carriage just now is the pharmacist Guiji of the teaching. He was very panicked today. He said that he had mixed the wrong medicine at the beginning. The time limit for you to be with me, Maybe not more than nine times."

The little monk was stunned for a moment, he finally opened his eyes, looked at Lianhuasheng and said:

"Even so, so what? When you can't bear it, you will die."

Padmasambhava laughed:

"You can't die. Only I know where the person you are looking for is."

In this way, he has another bargaining chip in his hand.

Xiu Yuan shook his head, he thinks he is free and easy, but he is always bound by many things. Although he is a monk, he cares more about the affairs of the world than ordinary people.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, he is always willing to give it a try, and when he speaks again, what he asks is not peace: "Those people, what do you plan to do with them?"

Padmasambhava shook his hand and wrote lightly:

"I asked the owner of the new altar to throw a few live chickens into it every day. Those who snatch them can eat meat and drink blood. If they can't, it depends on how many days they can last. This world is where the weak eat the strong. Every day, There will be less fresh food thrown in, and in the end, it’s just people eating people.”

Xiu Yuan recalled the old legend that when Lian Huasheng was 14 years old, he went out with his parents to search for the holy scriptures of the demon religion, and was trapped on the ancient road to Tibet. He did not eat or drink for three days and nights, and finally killed his father and mother After drinking their blood and eating their flesh, he walked out of the ancient path and returned to Tianyi Sect.

The little monk felt a little cold on his body, it was obviously a June day, and the sun was scorching like fire.

Padmasambhava found a thin blanket and wrapped him up. He seemed very tired, so he changed into a comfortable position, rested his head on Xiuyuan's shoulder, and fell asleep holding him.

Xiuyuan didn't know when, and fell asleep with him. When he woke up, Lianhuasheng was still awake. I don't know if he was faking or he was really tired. Could it be that he has no defense against himself at all.

Sitting there blankly and thinking for a while, until the lotus flower came alive, Xiuyuan felt like waking up from a dream, pushed him away, and said: "The other end is spacious and soft, you go there."

Lian Huasheng didn't argue, he sat down in a regular manner, lay down on his side, propped his head with his elbows, but kept his gaze fixed on Xiu Yuan, he lifted up his purple robe, and said: "Xiu Yuan, give me Tell me about your childhood."

The little monk couldn't figure it out at all, he was just hungry, and with a "gurgling" sound, his stomach growled at the right time, but Lianhuasheng had even more reasons: "Hey, tell me, and I will let you know when you make an agreement." Well fed."

Xiu Yuan thought to himself, is this treating him as a privately raised pig?He is not the same as chisel teeth, so he will not run over and lie at Padmasambhava's feet and look up at him.

Xiu Yuan gritted his teeth, simply lay down on the other side of the carriage, turned around, faced him with his buttocks, closed his eyes and did not speak.

Reluctantly, his stomach didn't live up to it, and it kept grunting. When he heard the sound, Lianhuasheng stood up, lifted the curtain, and Wan Zhongguang immediately appeared in front of him: "What is the Lord's order?"

Soon, the carriage stopped, someone came in, Xiu Yuan smelled the aroma of vegetables, the dishes were put down one after another, Lian Huasheng said: "Boil another pot of wine."

Xiuyuan was so hungry that his head was dizzy, how could he resist such a temptation, so he shrank his shoulders and buried his face in the fur seat on the seat, but Lianhuasheng really didn't call him, poured the wine by himself, and drank it by himself , very happy.

When Xiu Yuan was drowsy with his stomach in his arms, the tip of his nose suddenly felt itchy. Someone teased him with the fur on his fur. When Xiu Yuan opened his eyes, he saw a pair of slender and powerful hands. Looking back, it turned out to be Padmasambhava. The latter lowered his voice, and said: "I've tasted it for you, and it tastes good." He handed him a pair of chopsticks: understatement, as if he really took the lead for the sake of cultivating fate, and the little monk couldn't be annoyed, the fish on the chopping board It would be nice to be rewarded with a bite of food, let alone be slaughtered by others, let alone give him a step down like this.

Xiuyuan took the chopsticks and sat down opposite Lianhuasheng, only to realize that he only took a bite of each dish. The small bowl in front of him was already full of peeled shrimp and crabs. Lianhuasheng had tasted the dishes and thought they were good. They were also moved around him.