Good news, the elder is gone

Fairy Mingjing put the umbrella away by the door, stepped over the threshold and walked into the temple, looking at Congtian who was smiling at her, her frown never loosened.

"What's the use of telling these juniors about our affairs? Anyway, they will forget after they go out." Ming Jing patted the water droplets on his sleeves, "Why bother talking."

Congtian laughed, and said slowly: "Even if they forget after they go out, they still know about it."

"Then do whatever you want." Fairy Mingjing looked up at the mountain temple, "I haven't heard you say these words to outsiders for 1000 years, I thought you had given up long ago."

Cong Tian shook his head: "It's not giving up, it's just that those monks don't have the roots of wisdom, so it's a waste of time to talk to them."

"In my opinion, whether you say it or not is a waste of time." Ming Jing said after a pause, "I haven't been here for thousands of years?"

Cong Tian smiled and said, "It's been 3000 years."

"It's not too long." Ming Jing turned his head and looked at the people in the temple. He originally smiled when he saw Nianshu, but when he saw Xue Wangliu, Ming Jing's face suddenly collapsed .

"It's mysterious, I don't know what it means." She stretched out her hand to grab Xue Wangliu's face, and saw Xue Wangliu's face covered with strips of cloth falling down one after another, revealing that indistinguishable beauty face.

Ming Jing looked at him in a daze, then took two steps forward, stared at Xue Wangliu's face carefully, and suddenly clapped his hands and said: "Interesting and interesting, you suffered a lot in the first 400 years, lost your father, lost your mother, My younger sister lost her teacher and lost her friend, and later on, the fortune will last forever, and when it was supposed to be enjoying the blessings, it was met with a catastrophe and narrowly escaped death."

Xue Wangliu smiled: "Hearing what the fairy said, it means there is still a glimmer of life, not dead yet."

"Life is slim, but there is a thread." Ming Jing glanced lightly at Nianshu who was beside Xue Wangliu, and said indifferently: "It's a pity that I am only a wisp of soul, if I am here, I will definitely be able to help you." See it more clearly."

At this time, Nianshu bent down and bowed in the direction of Mingjing, and said respectfully, "Where is Fairy now?"

"Me?" Fairy Mingjing covered her mouth and sneered, "I ascended to the upper world ten thousand years ago."

Xue Wangliu: ...

Did you make a mistake, sir!You have ascended, what are you talking about?I was planning to bring some Huazi and two bottles of Moutai to my door after I went out to pay homage to the early years. How did you soar?

Isn't this appetizing?

Ming Jing took everyone's expressions into his eyes, and asked with a sneer, "Why are you looking at me like this? My cultivation base has reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and the demons in my heart are broken. Isn't it normal to ascend through the catastrophe?"

"Then what should Master Congtian do?" Xu Jiqing, a warrior of pure love, couldn't bear it, "Is the fairy just watching the Master sit down?"

Ming Jing said that you are a little impatient, brother: "When I ascended, he was not dead yet."

She turned around and looked around the mountain temple, looked at the raindrops outside the door, and snorted, "I saw him for the last time before I ascended, and it was on this mountain, in this temple, Also on such a rainy day.”

"Amitabha." Cong Tian closed his eyes and clasped his hands together and said softly, "There is no need to say any more."

"Why don't you say it? Whenever you talk about the past to these monks, don't you always talk about the last time you and I met?" Ming Jing laughed, "It's rare that there is a natural Buddha bone monk like you here this time." , why not call me."

Looking at Ming Jing from the sky, he smiled brightly, then lowered his eyes and said, "As long as you are happy."

Ming Jing sat cross-legged on the empty futon, and for a while everyone followed her movements and forcibly sat down together.

She pulled the hair hanging down her cheeks behind her ears, and said softly: "It rained heavily that day, and I walked all the way here. Your Master Congtian is not as gentle and affectionate as he is now. When I came, he didn't even look at me. He turned his back to me in front of the Buddha and didn't say a word."

When Ming Jing said this, he suddenly took out a mirror from his arms and threw it into the air. The mirror kept zooming in. Everyone looked up and saw another mountain temple upside down.

In that mountain temple, there was only one monk facing the Buddha statue, and a drenched woman standing at the gate of the temple.

The bright mirror in the mirror squeezed the wet black hair, and raised her foot to walk into the temple, but when she saw the water droplets on the toes dripping on the ground, a dark color appeared, she retracted her foot again, just stood there Under the eaves of the temple, he said to the immovable monk inside: "From heaven, I'm going to prepare for the catastrophe."

Congtian stopped beating the wooden fish's hand, and after a long time he said, "Congratulations."

"I can break the demons, thank you very much." Ming Jing blinked her eyes, and the rain continued to flow down her cheeks from her hair. "I broke your Eight Suffering Paths of Reincarnation. Is it my fault? I came here to apologize to you."

Congtian still turned his back to her: "It doesn't have to be like this."

"Although I intervene in your cultivation of the Eight Suffering Paths of Reincarnation, I have locked the memories of the past, and my cultivation has been suppressed to the point of establishing a foundation..." Ming Jing whispered: "Lingniang's heart, let nature take its course, and there is no external interference. "

With his back to her, Cong Tian closed his eyes, clasped his hands together and said slowly: "Dong Langjun is the same."

One of the two people had something to say, and the other had something to say, but neither of them wanted to say anything.The spoken words are to the point, but the hidden meaning is hard to figure out.

Lingniang and Mingjing, Dong Liansheng and Congtian, can they be in the same heart?

Ming Jing stood for a while longer, the wind and rain outside were getting stronger and stronger, constantly beating on her back and hair, the hairpins in her hair were jingling, and no one said a word.

The bright mirror outside the mirror laughed, she pointed at Congtian in the mirror, and joked: "Look at your master Congtian, how affectionate he is now, but he never even looked back at me back then."

Congtian sighed, but Nianshu frowned and Amitabha asked: "If Master Congtian turned back at that time, would the fairy change her mind and not ascend to the upper realm?"

The smiling Ming Jing paused, then suddenly turned his head to look at Nian Shu, and stretched out his hand directly towards his face, but was forcibly stopped by Xue Wangliu halfway.

"There are so many fairies, so why bother with the same child." Xue Wangliu tightly gripped Ming Jing's wrist, preventing her from moving any further and piercing Nian Shu's eyes.

Ming Jing glanced at him, moved his fingers a few times, and the ribbon covering Nian Shu's face suddenly loosened, revealing his dull eyes.

"I just saw that he can see so clearly, and I wonder if he is really blind. Why are you so nervous?" Ming Jing smiled and retracted his hand, but heard Nian Shu repeat the question just now.

"If you turn back from Master Tian, ​​will the fairy change your mind?"

Ding Spiegel: "Of course not."

"Then what's the difference between the mage turning back and not turning back? If..." Before Nianshu finished speaking, a piece of melon was stuffed into his mouth by Xue Wangliu.

Xue Wangliu patted his head: "My good boy, eat the melon first before talking."

Usually the three sticks can't fart, but unexpectedly at this time they talk a lot.Sure enough, it's puberty, and I'm very sensitive to emotional matters, so I have to pay more attention to it.

Without the curious baby Nianshu's question, everyone's attention returned to the mirror again.

It was still precarious, thunder was rumbling, and the rain was heavier than the day Yiping asked his father for money. The two protagonists in the mirror, one outside the door and the other inside the door, did not move, as if they were performing a pantomime.

After another period of time, no one moved, Xue Wangliu resisted the urge to reach out and hit the mirror twice, turned to look at Fairy Mingjing and asked, "Fairy, is your mirror picture stuck?"

Ming Jing shook his head, looked at the mirror and said sadly, "I stood like this for three days and three nights, but he didn't look back."

Xue Wangliu: ...?

Wdnmd, the two of you dare to stand and the other dare to wait, you are really together with Zhang Huimei, for three days, three nights, and midnight, there is no rest at all, right?

You two really kind of deserve it for not being together.

"Then are we going to watch it like this for three days and three nights?" Xu Jiqing asked a soul question, and got a nod of approval from Fairy Mingjing.

Xu Jiqing thought for a while, then raised his hand and asked, "Then can I bring the book over and read it while waiting?"

To be honest, what he said was a gamble, but the moment Fairy Mingjing looked over with murderous eyes, he felt that he might have gambled too much.

Xue Wangliu hurriedly smiled at Fairy Mingjing, and said warmly, "I wonder if Fairy can make this scene move forward a little bit?"

Ming Jing glanced at Xue Wangliu, although he was unhappy, he waved his hand and jumped directly to three days later.

It's been three days, and Cong Tian hasn't spoken for three days.Ming Jing couldn't wait any longer, her clothes and hair were dry and wet, wet and dry, and she had long since lost the charm of the fairy in the mirror.

Another thunderbolt struck Ming Jing's body. She looked at Congtian's back and said softly, "Master Congtian, thank you for your enlightenment back then. Let's just say goodbye."

Then the whole mirror turned into a snowflake screen, Xue Wangliu really couldn't hold back this time, reached out and patted the mirror several times and asked, "Is this screen broken?"

Spiegel: ...

Ming Jing: "The rest is just that I survived the catastrophe at the gate of this temple, and flew up in front of the sky." She waved her hand and said lazily: "And your master from the sky didn't even look at me until the end, he You can't believe what you say."

She stood up and walked towards the entrance of the mountain temple, raised the umbrella and walked into the rain again, and said softly: "I really don't know what you are doing in such a secret place for people to come in."

Xue Wangliu looked at Master Congtian who was sitting motionless on the futon, and couldn't help asking: "Master, don't you chase him out?"

"No need." Congtian shook his head, "Even if he catches up, it doesn't matter, the real poor monk in the mirror has long been unable to catch up."

Good guy is pretty cool.

Xue Wangliu choked, and heard Cong Tianchang sigh: "I don't know if you are resting satisfactorily these days, I have finished telling the story here, and you can go down the mountain."

After performing a Buddhist ceremony, Master Congtian got up and walked to the Buddhist temple in the back room, leaving Xue Wangliu and his party in the Buddhist hall.Xu Jiqing called the mage several times but did not respond, subconsciously looked at Xue Wangliu and asked: "Senior, what should we do now?"

"Of course everyone chases away customers, so of course they should go." Xue Wangliu said.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Nianshu leaning on a black jade stick to the futon where Master Tian had been sitting, and then sat down cross-legged.

"Nianshu, what are you doing?" Xue Wangliu asked.

Nianshu clasped his hands together, looked at the Buddha seat in front of him with eyes that he could see again after fifteen days, and said slowly: "I just want to know what I have seen since Master Tian has been sitting here."

Xue Wangliu frowned, strode over and knelt down beside Nianshu, looked at the Buddha statue in front of him and asked, "What else can he see besides Buddha?"

The two are very close, and the beautiful face that I have drawn countless times in my heart is so close and appears in front of my eyes.Nianshu forgot to speak for a while, just greedily looked at the face of the master, satisfying the desire he had since forming the alchemy.

At this time, the rain stopped outside the door, and a ray of sunlight fell on the face of the golden Buddha. Xue Wangliu was looking at the Buddha, and Nianshu was also looking at the Buddha.

There was a flash of light in front of his eyes, Xue Wangliu frowned, looked at the hidden gap of the Buddha seat, and found a broken mirror there.And the direction that the mirror is facing is exactly where Ming Jing has been standing.

The author says:

Xue Wangliu: If the screen is broken, just take a few shots.

Ding Spiegel: Oh, sorry, Du Leijie broke the antenna.

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Dude, I belatedly found myself scolding myself for two chapters.

Thank you for the tyrant in the mud, it is Mu Kuisheng e, the fish food of an unknown mackerel