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In November, it snows from time to time. Chi Heng is fine, so he likes to sit in the courtyard, covered in snow.

At first Heng Su persuaded him to wear a bamboo hat for him.

Chi Heng declined.

Later, knowing that he just likes to sit in a daze like this, Heng Su didn't care too much.

Finally calmed down again, Chi Heng had no choice but to face the desolation in his heart.Since the bridge was built, it has been bustling with people coming and going, just like the water that has finally sunk has polluted the world again.It’s just that the desolation now is different from the desolation before. I didn’t dare to think about it before, and my heart hurts when I think about it;

He once wanted to shave his head, once and for all.

The abbot was quite right in refusing, because his six faculties have not been exhausted.

The wind whistled.

Besides being dazed in the snow, he also likes to soak in the cold spring pool. Little Lizi ran over and shrank his neck: "Senior brother Heng Su is right, brother Chi Heng is indeed here, isn't the water cold?" After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand After soaking in the pool, I shivered from the cold, and hurriedly kicked into my arms.

Chi Heng looked at Xiao Lizi and smiled slightly.

Little Lizi immediately hid back, shouting while hiding: "Senior Brother Heng Su, Brother Heng Su, come quickly, Little Lizi is very scared!"

Chi Heng put on his clothes and left the spring pool.Seeing Heng Su standing outside the stone at the corner, with the little chestnut in his ear, he was talking about something, Heng Su smiled when he heard it, his eyebrows and eyes were clean, and his smile was like a clean white stone in winter.

Only people like Heng Su are suitable to stay in the monastery.

I can't do it myself, I don't have the understanding.

The snow is clear, outside the railing, at the bottom of the valley, the snow dyes all the trees white, and the sun is extremely dazzling.Little chestnut rolled in the snow, Heng Jie put his hands on the cage to bask in the sun, Heng Su asked the abbot with a Buddhist scripture, the abbot closed his eyes and rested and did not speak.

It was a very quiet and funny scene.

Before he knew it, Chi Heng couldn't help feeling an inexplicable and beautiful feeling in his heart. It would be good if time passed in such a quiet, mundane, and even meaningless way.Thinking about it, I felt a little weird, turned my head, and saw a man standing in the white snow at some point.

The man was dressed in light blue clothes, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he was extremely handsome.Although he is handsome, his eyebrows are slightly different from Yuan Xi's, especially his eyes and hair color.The color of the eyes is not pure black, if you face the sun, you can see some emerald green; the long hair is loosely tied up, and the hair color is not pure black, but half black mixed with half white, tied up with a square scarf Can still look better.

A sword was slung around his waist, and he looked like a swordsman.The man was calm and didn't smile, but he didn't feel cold.

Chi Heng was a little confused.

Because the sword is fancy but not useful, and it can be used alone. When it comes to the battlefield, it is too thin, and it is no match for the big sword and green dragon halberd. And when walking, very few people will walk around with a sword so ostentatiously, except for the stage. superior.

The man stepped on the snow, the wind was blowing at every step, his clothes fluttered with the wind, it seemed that even the snow was blowing away with his steps.

The abbot opened his eyes: "Master Yan, you are here."

The man went up to the abbot and bowed: "Abbot, you are being polite, the heavy snow is coming late."

The man's surname was Yan Xing, and Yan Xing's father was a lay disciple of the abbot.His parents died of illness many years ago, and the ashes are placed in the spiritual bone pagoda of Qingzhu Temple, and he comes to pay homage every year.

The custom of Yuanxi State is to burrow into the soil for peace.

However, Yan Xing's ancestors were not from Yuan Xi, and they were all cremated.

Yan Xing is a swordsman.

It is undeniable that Yan Xing's sword practice is very good, it can cut the raised snow into all directions, and the sword light dances into a circle, such a superb martial arts is not something ordinary people can do.Even when dancing with a sword, he can fly several feet away without touching his feet, which Chi Heng has never seen before.

As soon as he practiced the sword, not to mention the little chestnut, even the old abbot couldn't help but watch it for a long time. After watching it, he sighed: "Mr. Yan's swordsmanship is even better than Naifu's."

Yan Xing is very serious.

He is serious when practicing swords, and he is also serious when talking to people. After a little contact with him, one can know his character, which is simple and serious.Simple, because he only knows how to practice swords; serious, because he only needs to practice swords.

The snow was falling heavily, and Yan Xing stayed at Qingzhu Temple.

He comes every year, so I know him well.

There is an extra Chi Heng this year, so it is inevitable that we need to get to know each other.When Yan Xing first heard Chi Heng's name, he was stunned for a moment, and swiped his long sword on the ground: "Is it such a coincidence? Heng Su, you just met him when you went to Shuzhou?"

When Chi Heng heard it, he felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, when he reached a place where no one was around, Yan Xing said bluntly, "Chi Heng? I've heard this name before on the road in Shuzhou!"

"There are many people with the same name and surname in the world."

"In Shuzhou, in February and March, it's rare to fall off a cliff."

"Then what are you going to do? Tell them all about my past?" Tell the abbot monks of Qingshan Temple?Unexpectedly, Yan Luo, who was massacring the city, would be led to the Qingzhu Temple. I really can't imagine how panicked they would be, maybe they should leave quietly.

Yan Xing asked back: "Do they know nothing about it? If I don't tell them, can you stay here with peace of mind?"

Chi Heng didn't say a word.

"The abbot said to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha instantly—but are you suitable for this place?"

The old scars were suddenly uncovered with blood.

It was night, and Chi Heng was standing in the bone-chilling spring pool, poured with cold water, his whole body was flushed, under such biting cold, his mind became much clearer.Naturally, he would not be defeated by Yan Xing's one or two words, nor would he be overwhelmed by the strange gazes of others.

However, this is Qingzhu Temple.

The peace of the snowy sunny day would be too bloody with him.

On the same day, Chi Heng took the road digging tools and went down the mountain, and built a wooden bridge on the Shidao Road. Here, because of the short distance, the construction was quick.Then go down the bridge and continue to dig stones to build roads.The snowy day was extremely cold, his legs and feet were numb from the cold, and he was unconscious.

A fire was set up to burn the stones, and he leaned by the fire.

Once, he was so tired and drowsy that he almost fell into the fire. The moment he tilted his head, someone gave him a slight nudge and pushed him onto the snowy road.Chi Heng opened his eyes in surprise, and Yan Xing stood aside with a long sword in his hand, his brows were frowned, his eyes were extremely serious, and his aura was on the verge of breaking out.

One chiseled the road and the other practiced the sword.

Heng Su still came every day, but was sent back by Yan Xing just after delivering the food box.Chi Heng knew that Yan Xing was watching him, and he was afraid that he would return to Qingzhu Temple to harm others.Chi Heng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued to chisel one step at a time.

Occasionally, he looked up and saw the sword light flashing by.

That was Yan Xing practicing sword.

Chi Heng is actually very envious of Yan Xing, because he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and he only needs to practice his sword. In this kind of troubled times, he can live like a swordsman as pure as water, which is really rare.

December, January in a blink of an eye, February in a blink of an eye.

Yan Xing was very wary of Chi Heng at first, but later he saw that Chi Heng only knew how to dig roads all day long, as if he didn't care about the affairs of the world. As time passed, he was not as hostile as before.

The road was repaired to the edge of the valley.

Chi Heng looked at the stone steps: the butcher's knife had already been cut down, like a chiseled stone mark, which cannot be recovered, so he can only continue to walk down.Chi Heng sat on the bottom step, watching the pilgrims go up the steps one after another.Butterflies flutter around the wild flowers on the roadside.

Chi Heng said to Yan Xing: "The stone road will be dug soon, and I can leave this place."

Yan Xing was not very relaxed, but he clenched his long sword and said solemnly: "The abbot said, you can stay in Qingzhu Temple, as long as you want. But he said, you are not suitable for Qingzhu Temple, you can't escape into it." Empty door. Unless you can complete ten such stone roads, you will be able to see through the world of mortals."

"One is enough. I don't intend to escape from the world of mortals. I'm going to leave tomorrow. Are you still worried?"

Yan Xing was silent.

Chi Heng sat on the steps, not long after, he saw someone coming up the mountain.Although it has not been completely repaired, the news that the stone road is good has spread from all over the world.In February and March, Yingsongyanyan dances, before and after the Ching Ming Festival, it is suitable for offering incense, so there is an endless stream of people going to the temple.

Heng Su walked down the road and smiled: "There are no people at this time in previous years. Judging by the momentum, this year there will probably be more people than the previous years combined. Chi Heng, you haven't been back to the monastery for two months, abbot Say, you have to go back tonight anyway."

Yan Xing remained silent.

Chi Heng looked at Heng Su who was smiling sincerely, and felt sad.His heart is like ashes, but he is not deaf. Everyone in Qingzhu Temple is very simple, because they are all monks and don't know the world.

Chi Heng doesn't think he is very vicious, but maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, he was once a Yama.

The wild vegetables in February are sour and fresh.

After eating, Chi Heng said: "I'm going to leave Qingshan Temple after finishing the last ten or so steps. Thank you for taking care of me for several months." Say it early, relax early, so that you don't always have to walk with a swallow behind your back. .

Neither the abbot nor Heng Jie spoke. Heng Su paused and put down his chopsticks. Only Xiao Lizi said in surprise, "Brother Chi Heng is leaving? Why are you leaving? Aren't you going to be Xiao Lizi's third senior brother?"

The abbot said only one sentence: "Amitabha."

Chi Heng originally wanted to change the topic, but readily admitted what he had done, and readily admitted that he was that Chi Heng.But the abbot's calm attitude, his ability to see through everything, made Chi Heng feel that it didn't matter whether he said it or not.

No one asked much.

Chi Heng finished his meal in silence, then went to the spring pool to take a cold shower, and after washing, he turned his head and found that Yan Xing was still following behind.

Chi Heng laughed, it turned out that everyone knew his identity.It seems that Heng Su has already guessed his identity from the moment he saved himself.Afterwards, the abbot and Heng Jie knew about it, but they still tolerated him and allowed him to stay in the Buddhist realm—at first, their cautious eyes were understandable.

"Where are you going?" Yan Xing asked.

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