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Outside Zhaolian Temple, there are tall old trees, and the stone road under the shade is overgrown with moss.On the tall building, the sound of the bell is faint, and in the flower bed, the vegetation is luxuriant. What you see and hear is a sense of tranquility.

Qi Zhong put his hands behind his back, and the young monks reluctantly led the way ahead, while looking around at the surrounding environment.

After entering the gate of Zhuhong Temple, those young monks ran away in a flash, and ignored Qi Zhong without questioning him.

At first, Qi Zhong was very polite to stop people from asking, but when he found that no one was willing to answer him, he shook his head and hurried away when he asked anything. Gradually, he lost patience as he was eager to find someone, and coupled with the influence of evil thoughts and spiritual consciousness, his temper Become extremely irritable.

Frowning sharply, he turned around in the ancient temple angrily. He couldn't help seeing a group of disciples meditating under the towering Buddhas in the spacious Buddhist hall. .

He strode directly into the hall and roared arrogantly: "Mu Yun, come out!"

The Buddhist disciples were unmoved and continued to chant sutras.

Unable to get a response, Qi Zhong was furious, and rushed into their formation regardless, grabbed a man by the collar, and identified him: "Mu Yun...no."

Then he left the man behind, and viciously grabbed the people next to him, confirming them one by one.

"No."

"Not at all."

……

He looked for people indiscriminately, but disrupted the morning classes of the monks.

Everyone was dissatisfied and complained, and under his eyes, they kept muttering.

Qi Zhong was so angry that he felt wronged. In a fit of anger, he overturned the altar in front of the Buddha statue. The lotus lamp with sesame oil, melon and fruit bamboo sticks were scattered all over the ground.

"Mu Yun, come out! I know you're hiding here!"

Seeing this, the little disciple panicked, and quickly said that he was guilty, guilty.

"Quick, hurry up and ask Abbot Huiyuan to come and uphold justice." An older brother stood up and ordered decisively.

The monks stepped aside and looked at Qi Zhong in horror, not knowing what he was going to do next.

"What are you looking at?" Qi Zhong was full of irritability, staring at the group of 'harboring criminals', and said fiercely, "Where is Mu Yun?"

"Speak! Where is he?"

The disciple said obediently: "Benefactor, there is no such person as Mu Yun here."

"No? How dare you lie to me, he is clearly hiding here, let him come out to see me. "

Qi Zhong threw him away, his eyes were scarlet, and his evil thoughts and consciousness ate away at his sanity bit by bit, pushing him to the extreme of madness and anger.

"Say it? Don't tell me, I'll kill you."

He forced his life to step forward, and evil thoughts suddenly arose.

At this time, a monk shouted happily: "Abbot, the abbot is here."

Qi finally turned his head and turned his attention to the old abbot: "Old man, tell me, where is Mu Yun?"

The abbot looked calm and said Amitabha to him:

"Benefactor, there is no such person as Mu Yun in the temple, only a Buddhist disciple named Xiyi."

Hearing this, Qi Zhong's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he murmured repeatedly: "Xi... a..."

Immediately furious, he said viciously: "Who allowed you to instigate him to become a monk? Ah? Why did you let him convert to Buddhism?"

The abbot closed his eyes silently, and persuaded: "The almsgiver, please go back. Xi Yi is the person destined by the Buddhist venerable. Everything is fixed and cannot be changed."

"Bullshit counts! I just want to see Mu Yun! I want to ask him face to face, you all get the hell out of here!"

Stubbornly denying what the abbot said, Qi Zhong's eyes were full of anger, and he rushed out of the hall unwillingly, persistently looking for someone.

Finding the back mountain near the meditation room, Qi Zhong leaned helplessly under a flowering tree, squinted his eyes, and saw wild tung blossoms falling in the mountain, and the green hills were faint, a deserted place, but his heart was still unable to calm down.

"Mu Yun! You liar! Why, why don't you come out to see me..."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he felt that he was being teased, and suddenly he choked up with aggrieved sobs.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him: "Sha--, Sha--"

Qi finally calmed down and looked back suddenly.

I also saw the blindfolded Zen master, whose plain white monk's robes set off an aura as calm as water, the Zen crown, the loose blue silk that bound his temples like clouds, and the white cloth with silver pattern woven edges, blindfolded his eyes, showing A face as hazy as the moon... was indistinguishably familiar from that night, making Qi Zhong's heart tighten.

It's a pity that we met twice, he was either "blind" or fooled by the night, but now that he regained his sight for a while, he saw the appearance of this person seriously, and he was absolutely certain in his heart that this person was Mu Yun.

"You, why are you blindfolded when you come to see me?"

Qi Zhong was the first to lose his composure and questioned gently.

Mu Yun held a pair of sandalwood beads in his hand, turned them slightly, and stood silently under a tung tree, "looking" at him calmly.

Qi finally stepped forward unwillingly, but Mu Yun noticed his movement and took the initiative to retreat.

With such a heart-rending dodging action, Qi Zhong was stunned, his eyes suddenly turned sore, and he frowned, "Are you hiding from me?"

Mu Yun still didn't answer, and stood quietly under the pink and white tung tree flowers, in a trance, there was a trace of pure amazement, untouchable like a cloud of smoke.

Qi Zhong smiled bitterly, his heart was cold for a moment, and in an instant, all the white tung flowers of a tree withered and withered, and the petals were scattered on the ground like rain, and there were no more branches to face the wind.

Mu Yun still stood quietly, separated from his love-filled pain, standing far away.

At this time, Qi Zhong's expression darkened, and he said sharply: "Take off the cloth from your eyes, I want you to look at me!"

Clenching the Buddhist beads in his hand, Mu Yun was indifferent, but his heart was slightly rippling.

Qi Zhong was furious and silent, and then, with a sweep of his sword, he cut off the white scarves over Mu Yun's eyes with a cold blow.The rags fell down, revealing a cold face, lowered eyes slowly raised, looking back at Qi Zhong calmly.

At this moment, the tears at the end of Qi Zhong's eyes finally slipped down, mixed with grief and joy, he tremblingly said: "Yun..."

Before the shout came out, Mu Yunxun stepped forward, and when he was on the wrong side, he quickly snatched the sword from his hand, and then swiped it with his backhand. Before Qi Zhong could react, two sword lights came from his sleeve, From the side of the shoulder, look away.

When the world was quiet, a piece of silver robe and a strand of broken hair fluttered to the ground.

Qi Zhong's gaze gradually cooled down, and he stared blankly at the two abrupt items on the grass. At this moment, the Yingluo Sword was thrown back and stabbed firmly in front of his eyes. The man turned his back to him and replied indifferently.

"Here's my answer. Come back, please."

……

"boom--"

The sound of footsteps went away, and Qi Zhong suddenly felt the world spinning, deep in his heart, somewhere collapsed into ashes.

Kneeling powerlessly, he looked at the broken robe and hair, and suddenly remembered what he said on Duanyuan Peak when he broke his love with two palms: "...I only turned against you once in this life.

The way Mu Yun cut off his righteousness and sacrifice, and the answer he said, are the same strangers from now on...

Is everything really irreparable?Qi Zhong's heart was broken into ashes, and he burst into tears, so desperate that he couldn't even make a sound.

×

"Xiaoxiao, what are you looking for? You messed up all my medical books."

The bamboo house was brightly lit, Feng Mei finished packing the herbs, and when she returned to his desk, she found a table of books in a mess, she was a little puzzled, she was not a messy person.

Hearing his questioning, Fang Yanxiao put down the embroidery in her hand, and said slowly, "I... I didn't do it on purpose."

Feng Mei easily forgave her for admitting her mistake like this, and chuckled lightly: "Then why are you looking through my medical books?"

Fang Yanxiao's heart sank a little. She didn't know about Qi Zhong's blindness until she ran into Min Zhi's request letter to Feng Mei that day. In desperation, she stole Feng Mei's medical books to find a cure, but she accidentally forgot to press it. Put the order in order, and now being questioned, I feel a little guilty.

"I, I just looked at it casually, and I think it's quite interesting."

Feng Mei's hand holding the purse paused, and said with a smile: "It's so boring, you also find it interesting? It seems that it's boring."

"I'm going out soon, you wait for me at home, and I'll be back soon."

Fang Yanxiao raised her eyes and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to town and buy some rice."

"Oh. Then I want to eat pomegranates. You can bring the fruit basket too."

Feng Mei pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Okay, buy everything."

……

On the tree-lined path back to the herbal medicine shop, Feng Mei returned happily with a basket of melons and fruits.

Suddenly, the handle of the basket was broken by a flash of spiritual light, and the melons and fruits contained in it fell to the ground.

In Tongjiang, the only person who could strike so quickly before he could react was Lian Xiu.

Seeing the back in front of her, Feng Mei bowed down respectfully with a serious expression: "Aunt."

Lianxiu Xiangu turned around angrily, quickly moved to Fengmei's eyes, raised her hand, and was about to hit him, feeling the palm wind, Fengmei didn't resist, and closed her eyes patiently, but the palm force didn't fall after all.

Lian Xiu put down her hand angrily: "Feng Mei, you have let us down so much."

Hearing this, he showed embarrassment and felt ashamed: "Please punish me, aunt."

Lianxiu didn't buy it, but satirized: "In this mortal life, the gods are living happily, and they have forgotten their responsibilities. It seems that Su Nu's teachings to you are all painstaking efforts. flow?"

As she spoke, she walked around him and trampled the scattered melons and fruits on the ground, Feng Mei bowed her head, feeling very sorry.

"I do not have."

"You still dare to argue?" Lian Xiu spoke harshly and stopped in her tracks.

"With the fusion of spirit and consciousness, the evil thoughts will surely break apart within a hundred days. After leaving the host, it will no longer be able to be sealed. At that time, it will bring disaster to the common people, and the lives will be ruined. Who will suppress it? It doesn't matter if Tongjiang is destroyed, but Xuannv and Suu will be affected. Reputation, can you take this responsibility?"

Feng Mei's palms were covered with sweat, her expression was complicated, she rebelliously wanted to refute, but she hesitated to speak.

Lianxiu ordered in a cold voice: "It's useless to talk to you, I only give you the last month, before the seal of Shuchunchi is fully released, no matter what method you use, bring back your spiritual consciousness, and personally report to Xuannv and Sunv." Please forgive me, otherwise, I can't protect you either."

"What if I didn't do it?" Feng Mei closed her eyes and retorted.

Lianxiu was furious, and glared at him angrily: "Presumptuous. Can you say such a thing? Well, I might as well let you give up. If you can't do it, you will disappear with this Tongjiang. Anyway, this place is just a The substitute, the real world, Xuannv and the others have nothing to do with it, but the safety of Tongjiang is a matter of their own thoughts, you can think about it yourself."

After saying that, she didn't want to see him as calm as a stone anymore, Lian Xiu sighed angrily, and left in Tengyun.

In the wind, the birch rustled, and the shaking of the leaves was heard again and again, mixed with the earlier cicadas of breaking the ground.

Feng Mei slowly leaned over to pick up those intact melons and fruits.At this time, a hand stretched out to help him pick it up together. The moment he reached the target, he stood up suddenly and flicked the three silver needles at the man, but the man deftly caught them.

Luo Qingchen met his cold eyes, but jokingly said: "Shenjun Fengmei, I have the ability to catch your three silver needles, whether I have passed your test or not, can you save face, let's sit down and talk. "

The wind changed, and a chilling atmosphere wandered in the cold eyes of the two, as if the heavy rain was about to pour down, and it was extremely solemn.