Merry character

The residence Gu Ming arranged was not far from the previous place.It is also a small courtyard.

Just like that time, he went to his own room and let me do whatever I wanted.I thought about it and followed him in.He didn't say much.

There was tea on the table, and I drank several large cups.Then he looked at Gu Ming.He had already put down his sword with a worn scabbard that looked like scrap iron.A man stands by the window, looking at the yard with moonlight flowers, grass and trees.

I glanced at him, looked back, and looked at this room carefully, and found that it was basically exactly the same as the one in the bamboo forest cottage.A bed, a table, a chair, and a desk by the window, which faces the backyard.Even the location seems to be the same.Only the scenery outside the house is different.The bamboo forest cottage is a piece of lush bamboo, and there is no bamboo here.However, it can be seen that they are all green plants.

I walked up to him and stood side by side, looking out of the moonlit window.

After standing for a while, I moved to the window and leaned against it, embracing my arms.

Gu Ming remained motionless.Only hair and robes are lifted by the breeze.The appearance of letting the wind sway me and not moving is particularly easy to make people feel admirable.

I stared at him blankly for a while, until his far-reaching eyes looked over, and I looked away.

The moon is in the sky.I stared at the night sky full of stars for a while, then couldn't help but yawned, rubbed my eyes, looked at Gu Ming, and said, "Does Gu Ming not sleep?"

He glanced at me, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, then said to me: "Sleep."

I yawned and walked over quickly.He took off his coat and shoes in twos and twos, turned on the bed, nestled inside, opened the thin quilt, covered it, and lay down.

I sighed a little in my heart for the coolness of Wucheng in summer, and when I closed my eyes, I would go to Duke Zhou.

***

An inaudible sigh came from behind the bronze mask.His normally stern eyes softened.A slender and strong hand stretched out and rubbed the head of the sleeping man.

The moonlight is bright, the shadows of the trees are shaking, and the wind is coming from the window.

The boy on the other side of the bed slept very peacefully.The person next to the bed remained in a half-recumbent position.The eyes behind the mask are clear.Most of the time, looking at the young man, revealing thoughtful and unpredictable emotions.

The bright moon turns westward, and the night is deep.Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, lifting the curtain and blowing the quilt.The boy lying on his back frowned, pulling the corners of the quilt and curling up slightly.

The man beside the bed waved his hand, and the open window was instantly closed.The strong wind was blocked.

However, the bright moon was hidden, and the room was pitch-black.I only heard the strong wind howling outside the house, and after a while, the rain fell and the ticking sound.

The boy turned over and pulled up the quilt.The head rolled to the man's side next to him.After a while, the whole body rolled to the side of the man, and kept squeezing towards him.

The eyes behind the mask showed a helpless expression, and he stretched out his hand to untie his robe and put it on the boy.Sure enough, the boy was quiet now.

If the boy is awake, he will see a green light flashing in the eyes behind the mask, which is very clear in the dark night.

***

A good night's sleep.When I wake up, I don't see loneliness.Instead, I saw a middle-aged man and a teenager outside the house.

The middle-aged man has a resolute face, and the young man is very handsome.But the whole person exudes a coldness that does not match his age.

I looked at them and said doubtfully, "You are..."

The middle-aged man immediately replied: "The master ordered us to follow you to protect your safety."

I was very puzzled.Why did Gu Ming send someone to protect me?I have nothing to do with him.

Who is he?

If you see him again, you must ask again.

I suppressed the doubts in my heart and asked, "What do you call the two?"

Middle-aged man: "My name is Yan Hu."

Boy: "My name is Yan Ming."

I nodded and said, "Where did your master go?"

"I don't know." The two said in unison.

It seems that this Gu Ming is really haunted.But I don't know when he will show up again.

I looked at the scene in the yard and found that the water was shining among the flowers, plants and leaves.Take a closer look, today the mirror of the sky seems to have just been washed, the eaves are like this, and so is the ground.Smelling it carefully, a fragrance of earth wafts around, and the air is extremely fresh.

I looked at the two of them: "Did it rain last night?"

The young man said coldly: "Young master sleeps well, but he didn't know that it rained heavily last night."

I gave the boy a strange look, his expression was always cold, maybe he always spoke like this.I didn't take it seriously.He just nodded and said, "No wonder I heard the sound of raindrops last night."

Hastily finished breakfast.I immediately went to the previous courtyard to have a look.The masked woman who was dead and unconscious was gone.The yard and house were clean, as if nothing had happened.And Mei Jiu hasn't come back yet.I walked around, left him a note, and left again.

***

Accompanied by the middle-aged man and the young man, I walked into the teahouse in Wucheng and heard a lot about the Wulin Conference.

It turns out that the martial arts conference is held every five years.

All martial arts people hope to become famous at the conference, and they will be famous in the world from then on.

Kong Yuan, the leader of Wan Buddhism, won the first place in the martial arts conference last time.At the age of the weak crown, he defeated the heroes and shocked the martial arts.At that time, he was not the leader of Wan Buddhism, but the great disciple of Wan Buddhism.After becoming famous at the martial arts conference, he inherited the position of the Lord of Wan Buddhism.The former leader is nowhere to be found.So it led to countless rumors.Some said that the former leader lived in seclusion with his beautiful woman, some said that he was dead, and some said that he had become a monk.

I inquired about it and learned that the former leader's surname was Shi.I remember the night when I left Wan Buddhism, what girl Liu Wan said about the history leader.The history leader should be the former leader of Wan Buddhism.She said those words after Kong Yuan received a letter from Fuyuan Temple.So what's the connection between that?Could it be that the former Master of Wan Buddhism, as one of the rumors said, became a monk?

This hero naturally has an inexplicable relationship with the beauty.People talked and talked about Liu Wan and Yi Fengshi of the two sisters of the martial arts.

I remembered why I felt familiar when I first heard that girl's name was Yi Fengshi, so I had heard her name a long time ago.

The crowd talked about Yijiabao again.It is said that the eldest son of Yijiabao is a hero, and he will surely stand out in this martial arts competition.Then there is a list of names of teenage heroes, as well as older middle-aged heroes who have become famous.

From everyone's words, it can be seen that this martial arts conference has produced a large number of talents, especially the new generation of talents.

And with the appearance of talents, countless beauties also emerged.It is said that a certain son made a new list of martial arts beauties.On this list, Yi Feng's poetry ranks first.Liu Wan ranked second.Many people disagree with this ranking.The son who made the arrangement gave a good reason, and finally most people accepted it.

I thought about it.In terms of appearance, Liu Wan and Yi Fengshi are indeed on par.But if I had to choose one, it would be Yi Fengshi who is cuter.

Passing by a street, I saw a monk with extraordinary charm and restraint, begging for alms.I took out a bill and put it in his bowl.The monk opened his half-closed eyes.Glancing at the bank note, he said calmly, "Thank you, my lord."

I smiled and walked away.

When we reached the intersection, we saw the monk again.He stood at the intersection and smiled at me. Even though he was bald, his handsomeness would not be diminished in the slightest, and the simple cassock could not conceal his superb demeanor.

I rubbed my eyes, thinking I was dazzled.But no, that monk was the one I met just now.He walked up to me, clasped his hands together and said, "Looking at your face, I have a relationship with my Buddha. Would you like to follow the old monk into Buddhism and devote yourself to practicing?"

I dug my ears, thinking that I was hallucinating, but I didn't want the monk to repeat it again.

I was surprised for a while, and said: "Master, I'm afraid you have misread it. I don't know anything about Buddhism and Taoism."

The monk smiled kindly and said: "Young Master, I don't understand at this time, but I will naturally understand after entering Buddhism."

"Thank you, master, for your appreciation. It's just that I have no intention of escaping into Buddhism."

The monk continued to smile kindly, and I turned around to leave.But suddenly he was holding the collar and walked across the alley and across the street, flying over the eaves and walls.

I thought to myself: Where did those two bodyguards go?

Then, I passed out during this high-speed flight.I don't know if the monk did something wrong.

As soon as I woke up, I saw the monk.He looked at me very kindly, but I felt very horrified.This monk seems kind and kind, but he may have obsessive-compulsive disorder, otherwise he would not have forcibly robbed me.

I pulled my hair annoyed.With a sad face, he said: "Master, you said that you have a predestined relationship with Buddhism when you look at my face. In fact, the master doesn't know that this is not my true face."

The monk smiled and said: "The one who has a relationship with Buddhism is the true face of the young master."

"Master, this is..."

"The young master took the disguise."

"how do you know?"

The monk smiled lightly and remained silent.I'm even more terrified.Turned over and got out of bed and ran outside.When I ran to the gate of the yard, I saw the monk standing in front of the gate, as if he had always been there.

I rubbed my eyes, wondering if it was my eyesight, or if I was actually dreaming.

I couldn't help pinching my arm.It hurt so badly, I shook my arm.I have to admit that this is reality and not a dream.And the master in front of me is also alive, not my eyes.It wasn't dazzled to see him in the house before.

He teleported here from the house like a spell.

I stared at him: "Master, I really don't want to become a monk."

He looked at me inscrutablely, and sang a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, my son is born to belong to my Buddha."

I really want to shout to the sky: Crack!

There is a saying that only women and villains are difficult to raise.I want to say that women and villains are not as difficult to deal with as monks, and he is a mysterious and powerful monk.

I had no choice but to retreat, wandering around in the backyard, met a few young monks, asked the name of the master, and called Kong Xiang to stop.

From the expression of the little novice, it can be seen that the master must be very special.I also asked several young monks, middle-aged monks, and old monks about Master Kongxiang.Their faces all showed a retreating expression - respect like a mountain looking up.

***

In the afternoon, I couldn't stand it anymore.After looking around, I quietly walked to the front yard of the temple.There are many pilgrims in the front yard, and the incense is flourishing.Looking up at the name of the temple, there are three eye-catching characters floating gracefully in the center of the gate of the temple - Fuyuan Temple.

Fuyuan Temple?A bit familiar.By the way, I heard it in Wan Buddhism.The letter that Kong Yuan received came from Fuyuan Temple.That history leader might be here.

I was taken captive, do you know if there is any inside story?After thinking hard, I couldn't think of a reason, so I put it aside.

I observed carefully for a while, but no one was staring at me, and those little novice monks all looked pious and dumb.So, I swaggered to the front of the Buddhist hall, and filled the pilgrims with a stick of incense.Then he followed a few well-dressed people who seemed to be well-dressed, and wanted to leave the temple with them.

I walked out of the gate smoothly.Just about to breathe a sigh of relief.But I saw the monk again.He clasped his hands together and smiled very kindly: "My lord, please go back."

I am very depressed.

After finally breaking away from Wan Buddhism, he was trapped in the Monk Temple again.It is also related to Buddha.Could it be that I rebelled against the Buddha, and it is unlucky to meet the Buddha?