Looking for plums under the moon

After that day, the first elder went to the back mountain to pack up the corpses of the other two elders, and he had no intention of the martial arts conference, so he went back to bury them.

When Ling Guyue sent him out, Shen Luo didn't show up.

Before leaving, the Great Elder got on his horse and told him: "You and Shen Luo must be good, don't learn from us. It's useless to regret it when you get to this point... If you can do it all over again... If there is no chance, the fourth child will want to be the head of the sect, want the ten-direction forbidden technique, and want to surpass us, according to him, it is better than the eternal separation of Yin and Yang, and we can only wait until the next life to see you again."

Seeing the sad look on his face, Ling Guyue nodded.

The Great Elder looked at him and said again: "I originally thought you were a very scheming person. In the past, you were indifferent and just pretending to be seen by others. Now I know... Sigh, whatever, I'm not worried about you, I just care about you." Luo this child is very thoughtful, if one day he does something wrong to you, you come to Tianxuan Peak to find me, even if this kid has practiced the Pingchuan mental method to the tenth level, I will fight hard , wake him up with one palm..."

Ling Guyue was startled when she heard the words, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling rushing into her heart.From childhood to adulthood, the three elders lived in the extremely high and dangerous Tianxuan Peak, and they were rarely seen, and even if they did, they would just greet them politely. He concealed alienation, even hostility, he never thought that one day the elder would say such things to him.

He smiled, looked up at the great elder on the horseback, cupped his hands and said, "Gu Yue thanked the uncle, please take care of the uncle."

This is the first time he has sincerely called out the word uncle.

The Great Elder shook the reins and smiled at him, "Take care."

All the old grievances dissipated in this smile.

In a blink of an eye, it was the opening day of the martial arts conference.

This day, is catching up with the first snow since winter.The flying snow is like a jade, rustling and falling from the middle of the night until dawn.When I opened the door, I saw white walls, plain tiles and white walls, and the road was covered with a thick layer of snow.

The misty mist shrouded Pingnan City in a coldness, and with the sound of a bell at the corner of the city, it quickly dispersed and became lively.

Everyone in the Feiyun Pavilion went out, only to see that the horses had been prepared at the entrance of the inn, and there were traces of horseshoes on the snow.

Ling Guyue was dressed in red and stood in the snow, the cinnabar was shining brightly, and her brows were clear.He was picking a horse for Xiao Qiu, when he heard someone calling him behind him, he turned his head to look.

Shen Luo wore a black cloak with gold embroidered collar and cuffs, a jade crown to tie her hair, sword eyebrows into her temples, and a thin face.Seeing him approaching, she handed something to Ling Guyue, "Brother, you take this."

After the matter of the three elders, Ling Guyue also wanted to ease the relationship between the two, so she took it over and asked, "What is this?"

Shen Luo said: "This is a hand warmer. I saw someone selling this on the street yesterday, so I bought one. It's cold today, brother, take it."

Ling Guyue weighed the small copper stove, which was still filled with fresh charcoal fire, which warmed the palms of her hands, she shook her head and said, "I'm not afraid of the cold."

Seeing Shen Luo showing a slightly disappointed expression, Ling Guyue said again: "But it's really cold today, I'd better take it."

Shen Luo nodded, showing a smile that he didn't even notice.

After each got on the horse, Ling Guyue took a few glances at the crowd. Lin Jue was wrapped in thick fox fur, but her lips were still pale, maybe it was from the cold.Fan Shiyao was dressed in men's clothing with a veil covering her face, making it difficult for others to see through her identity for a while.He Suosi sat on the horse with a calm expression.On the other hand, Xiao Qiu wobbled his horse to Qing Zhu's side, urging him: "Brother Qing Zhu, when are we going to leave?"

Qingzhu frowned and said: "You are called Brother Ling Shishu, why do you call me brother again? Isn't this messing up the seniority?"

Xiao Qiu shyly smiled and said, "I'm a few years younger than you, is it possible that you want to call me uncle?"

When Qingzhu thought of such a big uncle appearing out of the blue, and compared him with Ling Guyue, Qingzhu shook his head subconsciously, "Call it whatever you want!" Anyway, the master doesn't care...

Just thinking about it, Qingzhu raised his head, only to see Shen Luo nodding his head to signal, Fang waved and said: "Let's go!"

Xiao Qiu smiled happily and squeezed back to Ling Guyue's side, "Brother, let's go to the Buddha Heart Gate!"

Ling Guyue glanced at him with a smile, and there was some anticipation in her heart.

A few people took the lead, followed by many white-clothed disciples. They were all high-spirited young men with long swords at their waists and light-clothed fat horses. They rushed to the outskirts of the city mightily.

The horse's hooves stepped on the slush, bringing up bursts of debris, and passers-by on both sides gave way one after another seeing the situation.

Someone watched them passing by enviously, and said to the companion beside him: "One day, I will also worship under the famous family, wear brocade clothes, wear a sword, and be accompanied by beautiful women, so that I will not be in vain. Once!"

The companion just laughed at him, "Li Laosan, Li Laosan, you are such a toad who wants to eat swan meat. With your three-legged cat's skills, you can at most be a doorman chopping firewood for someone in Pingchuan..."

Li Laosan blushed when he was told, "I am willing to be a doorman!"

There are people along the way, either riding horses like them, or walking, or riding in gorgeous chariots.This wave of people flowed from the south of the city to the north of the city, all the way to the Buddha Heart Gate in the suburbs.

Finally, the majestic stone archway at the foot of the mountain was far away, and a resplendent and resplendent hexagonal pagoda appeared in the middle of the mountain in the distance.

Along the way, some banners appeared, with the word "Wu" or "Zhi" written on them, extending to the front of the mountain gate of Foxinmen.

Xiao Qiu pointed at the banner and asked curiously: "Senior brother, I know the word 'wu'. The martial arts conference must be respected by martial arts! But what does the word 'stop' mean?"

Holding the stove in one hand, Ling Guyue pulled the rope with the other, and said slowly: "It should be clicked to the end, the purpose is to make people pay attention to proportion, it's just a competition, not to hurt people."

"Then what does the word 'fix' mean?"

Ling Guyue couldn't think of a reason for a moment, her heart moved, she turned her head and asked: "Junior brother, I'm here to test you, what do you mean by the word 'fix'?"

Shen Luo has been secretly listening to the conversation between the two, but he didn't expect that Ling Guyue would suddenly ask herself, coughing and saying: "Wu Chu, Zhishang, rest assured, 'determination' is to keep people's hearts free of distracting thoughts."

Only then did Ling Guyue suddenly recall that this was an article in the sword scriptures, and she thought to herself: After going down the mountain for so long, I am ashamed to have abandoned the sword scriptures...but her face remained calm, "That's right," she looked at Xiao Qiu, "Do you understand?"

Xiao Qiu nodded, glanced at Shen Luo suspiciously, and thought in his heart: Why does Brother Shen seem to have less prejudice against him?

Unknowingly, I have reached the foot of the mountain. Under the stone archway, a slender stone step winds into the mountain. There is a simple stone tablet beside the stone step. Bitter empty.

Everyone got off their horses, climbed up the [-] stone steps to the front hall, and saw a few young monks sweeping the snow at the door.All of them had red lips and white teeth, and two scars on their heads. Every time they passed by a person, they stopped what they were doing and saluted with palms together.

Xiaoqiu followed closely beside Ling Guyue, and asked, "Brother, they have become monks at such a young age, will they really stop marrying wives in the future?"

Several young novice monks seemed to have heard his words, and hurriedly lowered their heads.

Fan Shiyao laughed and said: "Brother Xiaoqiu is not very old, could it be that he is already thinking about spring?"

Xiao Qiu shook his head again and again, and argued: "I don't have a girl I like..."

"Very good, then let brother Aling beg the master here to accept you as a disciple, what do you think?"

"Not so good!" Xiao Qiu said with a grin, "I'm going to marry a beautiful girl like Sister Shi Yao as my wife in the future!"

Fan Shiyao pointed at his forehead viciously, "You brat!"

Xiao Qiu continued: "Don't worry, I don't dare to rob sister Shiyao from Big Brother Lin! You are a match made in heaven!"

Fan Shiyao blushed instantly, "What did you say?"

Lin Jue coughed in fright.

Ling Guyue hurriedly pinched the back of Xiaochou's neck, and whispered: "Buddhism is pure, don't talk nonsense..."

Several people fell silent.

Passing through the front hall, it was originally a spacious courtyard with a thousand-year-old bodhi tree planted in the middle.The snow in the courtyard has been cleaned by the monks, only the bodhi tree is still full of viburnum.

At this time, a martial field was set up under the tree, and several high platforms were built around it for people to watch. Judging by the scale, it can accommodate nearly a thousand people.The high platforms on all sides correspond to Canglong Terrace, Baihu Terrace, Suzaku Terrace and Xuanwu Terrace respectively with reference to east, west, north and south.Among them, Suzaku Terrace is the smallest and the most rudimentary. It is a place specially for those who have no background and no affiliation to watch. If there are too many people, there is not even a place to stand.

As soon as Ling Guyue and his party walked out of the front hall, the abbot of the Buddha Heart Gate greeted them with a few monks.

The presiding officer has white eyebrows and long beard, holds a bead in his hand, and has a compassionate face. "Amituofo, it's been hard work for the honored guests coming from afar. Please follow Baojing to the hall to receive the red invitation card from your sect."

Shen Luo said: "Thank you."

The monk named Baojing saluted the crowd and led them to the apse.

Xiao Qiu was puzzled, and asked as he walked, "What is a red post?"

Baojing chanted the Buddha's name and replied: "There are 36 sects coming to the martial arts conference this time. Due to the large number of people, in order to avoid confusion, the abbot divided the Canglong Terrace, Baihu Terrace and Xuanwu Terrace into 36 areas. A red post was written for each area, indicating the location, and then all sects will be seated according to the red post received."

Xiao Qiu nodded and looked at the high platform not far away, "Then where shall we sit?"

Baojing said: "Amituofo, everything depends on fate."

Walking to the gate of the rear hall, Baojing asked everyone to wait outside the hall, while she went in with green bamboo.

Ling Guyue stood waiting at the door, when she suddenly heard a girl's angry voice from inside, "Why don't you give it to me? Our Beiyan League used to be a prestigious sect! Could it be that now that you are down and out, you look down on others and don't recognize us?" Yet?"

The voice was really familiar. Hearing that she mentioned Beiyan League, Ling Guyue subconsciously glanced at He Suosi.

He Suosi showed surprise on his face, "Is it Junior Sister? I'll go and have a look." After saying that, he walked in.

I saw a girl in a skirt standing in front of the table in the main hall, surrounded by the crowd at the moment, her face flushed.

He Suosi asked, "Junior Sister, what's going on?"

The girl looked back and saw what she was thinking, her eyes turned red immediately, she pointed to the monk who handed out the red posters and said: "He said that the Beiyan League is not a sect of great sects, so he won't give me the red posters, let's squeeze together with those people !"

As soon as the words came out, some people were not happy, "Little girl, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'those people'? Although we have no background and no sect, we are better than your Beiyan League, which is strong in the outside world and dead in name!"

The monk behind the table said helplessly: "Amituofo, it's not that we don't arrange for distinguished guests, but that we haven't heard that the Beiyan League is going to participate in the martial arts conference. Now the seats of the 36 sects have been confirmed. If we reschedule, only The teacher will mobilize the crowd to increase the trouble, so I can only wrong the girl to go to the Vermilion Bird Terrace to watch..."

"Did you hear that? What is the Northern Yan League? It's not as thick as a finger from the 36 faction!" Someone sarcastically said.

"You only know that your eyes are high but your hands are low, and you don't weigh yourself?"

The noisy accusations made the girl even more aggrieved, and for a moment she had no face to refute the crowd, she plunged into He Suosi's arms and began to cry.

He Suosi lightly touched the top of the girl's head, and comforted her: "Okay, junior sister, don't cry. There's nothing wrong with Zhuque Terrace. Anyway, it's all about gaining insight. Besides, Suzaku symbolizes the phoenix on the branch. Trapped in dust and mud, it is unknown when he will be reborn in Nirvana."

The girl raised her head from his arms, revealing half of her pear-blossoming face, "Brother, will you accompany me?"

He Suosi smiled, "I'm also a member of Beiyan League, so I naturally want to be with you. By the way, where are the brothers and sisters?"

The girl pursed her lips and said, "Brother asked me to ask for a red post, and he said he was waiting for me outside."

He Suosi thought: How could they let junior sister in alone?Besides, I didn't see any of them outside the hall just now...Seeing that the people around looked like they were enjoying the show, they suppressed their doubts, turned around and apologized to the monk who posted the post, and walked out with the girl.

Seeing He Suosi coming out of the palace with a young girl, Ling Guyue asked, "What happened?"

He Suosi shook his head and said, "Brother Ling laughed, it's just a misunderstanding, it's nothing. But I met my junior sister, so maybe I have to say goodbye to Brother Ling for the time being."

Ling Guyue looked at the girl hiding behind him who had obviously just cried, she was not arrogant and domineering, but looked a bit pitiful, nodded and said: "That's fine."

After He Suosi led the girl away, not long after, Qingzhu also came back after receiving the red post, holding a large handful of Buddhist beads in his hand, "Everyone has it, it is said to be a bond."

A group of people took their seats at Canglong Terrace, and gradually everyone came together, only a large area of ​​Baihu Terrace opposite was still vacant, I don't know which sect it was from.

When the gong sounded to tell the time, the last sect arrived late. A young man led a group of disciples to the White Tiger Platform.The man looked handsome, with a smile in his eyes, but his expression was extremely arrogant, he interrupted the sound of the gong and said: "I'm sorry everyone, the Qiushui Changyuan Sect is late."

There was a lot of discussion all around, and the monk who was beating the gong just glanced at him indifferently, and when they sat down, he rang the gong in his hand again.

Ling Guyue said: "Is he Liu Feimo?"

Shen Luo nodded, "This man's martial arts are unfathomable."

Ling Guyue suddenly thought of the rumors about being on the boat that day, and asked, "How is it compared to you?"

"On par."

"Then are you sure you can win?"

Shen Luo looked at him, "If senior brother wants me to win, how dare I lose?"

Seeing that there seemed to be a flash of light in his dark eyes, just like the lake light and star shadow that night, Ling Guyue turned her head and stared at the field, "Don't be brave, just do your best."

Shen Luo but smiled silently.

Fan Shiyao said in displeasure: "Why is it so coincidental that we are across from each other, I feel sick when I see that face!" He said and covered the veil more tightly.

Xiao Qiu asked: "Sister Shiyao, do you know that person?"

Fan Shiyao denied, "I don't know!"