I will not have children

Ji Chun had breakfast the next day, and the owner of the valley personally came to greet him and invited him to stay here for a few more days. Thinking that the Valley of Medicine is not far from Shaolin, and it has been more than two months since he left Shaolin, he missed his master and brothers very much. They agreed to stay here for two days and then set off to return to Shaolin.

According to Xue Yao, the owner of the valley has decided that the Sacred Valley of Medicine is the same as Shaolin, sending Mu Niefeng and him to the west to help the heroes of the martial arts to find clues to the earth. In this way, the three of them can go together. Take care of each other.

Mu Niefeng has been hurrying to refine the antidote for the past two days. Since they are about to set off to find Dimang, they will inevitably meet the leader of the Demon Cult on the way. Now there are only a few days before the end of January. If there is no solution With the medicine in hand, that person would definitely kill the two of them on the spot. He made a promise with the devil, but he dared not break his promise easily.

Two days later, Jichun bid farewell to everyone in the Sacred Valley of Medicine, and made an appointment with Mu Niefeng and Xue Yao to meet in Fu'an City within ten days. Fu'an City is located in the north of the Sacred Valley of Medicine. The three of them had been there when they went to the Sacred Valley of Medicine. After staying for one day, the meeting place is Tianhui Restaurant.

Jichun went out of the Sacred Valley of Medicine alone, took out the small sign that Xue Yao specially gave him before he left, and handed it to the seller in a place where horses were sold in the market, and the seller selected a batch of strong and healthy horses as gifts He, after thanking the seller, Jichun didn't waste any more time, got on his horse and ran towards Shaolin.

After driving for two days, I didn't arrive at Shaolin until the morning of the third day.Looking at the familiar temple gate in front of him, several young monks watching the gate saw him from a distance, trotting over to greet him as a senior brother, enthusiastically led the horse to take the burden, and chirped and asked some innocent questions.

"Senior Brother, Wu Zhi said that you were sent down by Master to deal with important matters, how are you doing outside?"

"Needless to say, it is said that there is everything outside!"

... The little juniors asked excitedly, and Ji Chun's originally serious expression was now a little softer. Although he only responded a few times, it still made all the juniors very happy.Patting the shoulders and little heads of the little juniors, he asked softly, "Where's Master?"

"Master is sorting out the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, senior brother, I'll take you there!" "I'll take you there!" "And me!"

"Hey, hey, what are you guys doing?!" Junior brother Wuzhi rushed over and squeezed to Jichun's side, and said strictly, "You all go to your own affairs, I'll take the senior brother there! "

"Junior brothers, go get busy first," Ji Chun couldn't help showing a smile, Wuzhi is a little older than these juniors, and should be disciplined a lot on weekdays, and then look at Wuzhi's chubby bun face, which is very bulging With a serious look, he suddenly felt that the exhaustion from traveling outside disappeared immediately.

Following Wu Zhi, he turned around the familiar Sutra Pavilion and arrived at the Sutra Pavilion. A few juniors greeted him politely, pointed to the inside and said, "Brother, Master is inside, I wonder if he fell asleep."

Entering the inner room of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, Abbot Huikong was sorting out the scriptures before the table. When he looked up, he saw Jichun. Joy and a smile appeared on his old face, and he beckoned him to go, "Jichun! , why are you back?"

"Returning to Master, Jichun has given the letter to the Master of the Medical Sacred Valley, thinking that it is not far from Shaolin, so I want to come back and have a look. Before leaving, the Master of the Valley asked his disciples to greet you." Jichun was walking away from Master. Kneeling down on the futon not far away, he replied slowly.

"Yeah, this is your first time going down the mountain, why, homesick?" Master's hoarse and vicissitudes of voice carried a slight smile, like an elder teasing a junior, pampering and loving.

Ji Chun's rare face was a little feverish, in fact what Master said was right, leaving the monastery where he grew up, and embarking on the road of rivers and lakes alone, it is inevitable that he will have some thoughts in his heart.

Huikong knew that his apprentice usually had a serious face, but he was actually just a young boy with a simple mind and no experience in the world, so he stopped joking and asked, "Master, I heard about the Liangyi League a few days ago. Ye Chaohua issued a summons order to all martial arts sects. When it came to matters such as the safety and danger of mysterious people in the world, after discussions with several Shaolin abbots, he believed that although Shaolin had no longer participated in martial arts affairs in the past ten years, it was still a matter of common people. I should understand it, so I am writing to you."

"Yeah." Ji Chun nodded, indicating that he knew, and continued, "Ji Chun went to Jeju this time, after going through a few things, and also had contact with that Young Master Ouyang for a few days, the things are generally understood..."

Jichun told his master all the things that happened in the past two months, and deliberately concealed what happened between him and that person in the mountain. Because of the hidden things in his heart, he still raised and taught him in front of his master since he was a child. Some uneasy.

Hui Kong didn't notice anything strange about his apprentice, he sorted out the whole thing in his heart, and sighed that he was unfamiliar with today's Jianghu martial arts, he was old after all, and he didn't know how to leave this matter to Ji Chun to handle , the burden will not be too heavy.

"Master?" Ji Chun saw the helplessness and exhaustion on Master's face, and called softly.

"It's all right, you've been running around for a few days, go back early to rest, talk to your juniors about the outside world, and then go after a few days of rest. Be careful on the road, as a teacher, I know that the whole thing is entrusted to you. It's hard for you, but... well, your other brothers are only willing to stay in the temple, only you are courageous, so...Jichun, remember, no matter what, save your life, Dimang's matter , it is of no use in Shaolin, this sect is only going there out of morality.”

I won't say much after that, Huikong knows that he is as smart as Jichun, so he will definitely understand the meaning of his words.

Ji Chun looked at Master steadfastly. He knew that Master was really worried about him. Looking at Master's aging body, he felt a dull pain in his heart. Seeing what Master said, he could only nod his head and said, "Yes, Ji Chun Chun stepped back first."

After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, Wu Zhi jumped out from nowhere, walked around him and asked, "Brother, have you had breakfast yet?"

"Senior brother ate some dry food on the way, don't bother the senior brothers." Ji Chun stroked Wu Zhi's little bald head, and said, "Wu Zhi, you should go and do your own work, the senior brother will be there during lunch."

"Okay," Wu Zhi never dared to disobey his senior brother Ji Chun's words, and nodded obediently, although he was a little reluctant, but it will be time for lunch soon, so there is no rush.

Afterwards, Jichun walked to the small Buddhist hall by himself, knelt down in front of the Bodhisattva, looked at the solemn and compassionate face of the Bodhisattva, clasped his hands together and recited the Heart Sutra silently, surrendering himself completely to the Dharma, smelling the familiar scent of sandalwood, he The pure Buddha heart that was polluted by the filth of the world seemed to have received a baptism.

Kneeling in front of the Buddha, human beings are so insignificant, all joy, anger, sorrow, joy, greed, ignorance, anger, thoughts and desires are just floating clouds, and they will eventually turn into a pile of dust. You must have great kindness in your heart, tolerate all right and wrong in the world, and see through the floating of fame and fortune. world.

At noon, the younger brother came over and asked him to go to the cafeteria for dinner. During the meal, the strict and stern younger brothers who were a little afraid of him also surrounded him and asked him what the world was like. In fact, he couldn't tell clearly. Often there is no such clear boundary, the supreme master of martial arts can't escape the choice of fate, and the humble and weak ordinary people can still live peacefully and happily.

After living in Shaolin for two days, he decided to pack his luggage and leave. He bid farewell to his master and all his fellow apprentices. He got on his horse and headed for Fu'an City. There were still six days before the appointment time, so he might be able to arrive earlier if he took the time on the way.

Finally, on the afternoon of the fifth day, he entered the territory of Fu'an City. Fu'an City is located in the hub of commercial roads for exchanging goods from various places. The economy and trade are very prosperous. ", here is rich in delicious fruit and food, and the place with the most handsome sons and pretty girls in the entire Qianzheng Dynasty is really a good place with outstanding people.

Walking on the lively and bustling street, there are peddlers and shops on both sides, and crowded pedestrians walking in the middle, Ji Chun walks along the flow of people, and then there is Tianhui Restaurant.

Only the sound of people screaming in panic came from the crowd behind him. Ji Chun was pushed to the side of the road by the crowd. The sound of horseshoes stepping on the floor quickly cleared the spacious road. Only a four-year-old girl The baby squatted in the middle and was frightened and cried, looking around to find her mother, but behind Ji Chun was a woman blocked by the crowd, crying hysterically for her daughter.

Seeing that the horse was about to reach the girl, Jichun pushed away the crowd standing in front of him with his palm, and leaped to the girl before he could take her away, so he could only slash at the tall horse running towards him with his palm. , only to hear the horse neighing in pain, and even the horse fell backwards suddenly——

The red-clothed man on the horse stepped on the horse's back, the tall figure slowly landed in the air, and then a fierce and domineering whip was thrown towards Jichun's face with the sound of the wind, and the strike was decisive!

Ji Chun grabbed one end of the whip accurately, with blood oozing from the palm of his hand, with undisguised anger on his slightly raised brows, he recognized the person in front of him, Su Ran, the leader of the Demon Cult.

"Who allowed you to kick this seat's horse?" Su Ran also looked angry, dressed in red like fire, standing there with a thin and tall body, handsome as a heavenly man, with thin lips slightly parted, cold He spat out these words, his voice suppressing the raging anger.

The crowd saw the red-clothed man who was galloping on horseback, and they all took a breath. How could there be such a unparalleled man in the world, with a fat face, starry eyes, light-colored and thin lips, cold and heartless, and facial features that seemed to have been deliberately carved. , perfect and exquisite, and the cold and stern aura exuding from her body makes people dare not approach easily.

Even the crying girl in the middle of the road saw the man's face clearly and stopped crying in a daze. The mother who was so scared and hugged her was even more worried and distressed.