"Thank you little master, thank you little master."

The two thanked each other repeatedly, and the little novice chanted a Buddhist name and left with a smile.

After the two had rested, they had the strength to go out and observe the scenery of this mountain temple.

As the saying goes, "When the fragrance in the world is exhausted in April, the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom."

Only when you are on the mountain and you have free time can you enjoy the beauty of the moonlit forest.

"Why don't we find a better place to enjoy this beauty?"

Meng couldn't stand his temper, not to mention seeing such a beautiful scenery, and couldn't bear to waste time sleeping in the room, so he asked his friend.

"Alright, but you have to come back in time."

Du Sheng was also moved, but he also thought of the little monk's advice, so he made an appointment with Meng to go out for a stroll and come back.

Du and Meng immediately packed up their clothes, took note of the house number, and left the guest room.

The construction of the mountain temple is so ingenious that people can't help but marvel at it.

The two walked along the way, gradually drifting away.

When they came back to their senses, the two were shocked to find that a white wall had risen around them.

If you look closely, there is no wall there, but a thick, thick mist.

"How can this be good?"

I can't even see the ground one meter away, so how can I find my way back.

"Let's go and see."

Helpless, the two could only walk hand in hand, lest they be accidentally separated in the fog.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, there was a vague knocking sound in my ears, and the hazy outline of a building appeared not far away, and the two of them who were overjoyed hurriedly walked there.

When they got there, the two discovered that they had come to the main hall of the mountain temple by coincidence.

"Buddha, two travelers, why are you here?"

Sitting cross-legged at the door knocking on the wooden fish was the little monk who received them.

"Cough...Little master, to be honest, the two of us saw the beautiful scenery of your temple. We were so happy that we really wanted to enjoy it. We forgot the little master's advice. I'm really ashamed. But since we met the little master again, Du Mou still has a little money here, and it is useless to stay with Du Mou, so it is better to donate it to your temple as incense money."

Du Sheng apologized to the little novice with a face of embarrassment, and took out two pieces of pure gold and handed them to the little novice.

"It's okay. It's foggy and cold at night. The two Tanyues will first go to the house with the monk to escape the cold air. When the fog clears, the monk will take the two Tanyues back to the guest room."

The little novice didn't pay attention to the two ordinary things, he got up and shook his monk's robe, turned around and walked towards the main hall.

Du and Meng took a look, and then followed the young novice into the hall.

The exterior is brilliant, and the interior is full of heaven and earth.

Entering the main hall, there are candle lamps all around, enshrining unknown stone statues.

But what surprised Du Meng and the others was the painting printed on the wall of the main hall.

This mural occupies the walls on both sides, and inside it is the livelihood of a town.

On the murals on the west side, there are pictures of trackers and merchants pulling and selling goods, soldiers in golden armor patrolling and inspecting, and graceful women singing and dancing.

The picture on the east wall is a Buddhist altar.There is a benevolent old monk teaching the Dharma, surrounded by many goddesses who scattered flowers. Among them is a smiling girl with hanging hair holding flowers.

Red lips and white teeth, eyebrows and eyes curved, as if alive.Du Sheng stared at her for a long time, and suddenly felt his mind shaken, like a teenager falling into deep admiration.

Suddenly he felt that his body was floating, as if he was riding a cloud.When Du Sheng came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that he had come to the mural.

Looking up, I can only see that the palaces and pavilions are piled up one after another, which is no longer a scene in the world.The old monk was preaching the Dharma on his seat, surrounded by many monks listening to the lecture.

Du Sheng also stood in it and listened to the lecture.He also dabbled in these things on weekdays, and he was mesmerized by the reasoning that the old monk said.

After a while, Du Sheng felt as if someone was secretly pulling his skirt.Looking back, it turned out to be the girl with the drooping hair. Seeing that he turned his head, the other party just smiled and let go of his clothes and walked away.

An indescribable wonderful feeling rose in her heart, and Du Sheng immediately followed behind her.After passing the winding fence, the girl entered a small house. Du Sheng stopped and dared not go any further.

The girl turned her head, held up the flower in her hand, and greeted him from a distance, only then did Du Sheng have the courage to follow in.

The room was extremely quiet, and Du Sheng took the initiative to talk about the Buddhist principles just now to stir up the topic in order to avoid embarrassment. Unexpectedly, the girl had a deep understanding of this Tao, and she could match Du Sheng's every sentence.The two hit it off right away, and became confidants, drinking tea and eating cakes, very happy.

Suddenly, like a ghost, Du Sheng felt a little heat rising in his belly, and the girl in front of him seemed to be more beautiful. Du Sheng felt hot and unbearable, and wanted to hug the girl, but he never thought that the girl would not resist, so Du Sheng made out with her stand up.

After a while, the cloud and rain dispersed, and the two of them calmed down.

After being intimate for a while, the girl asked Du Sheng not to make any noise, and then closed the door and left.At night, she came here again, and went to Yunyu with Du Sheng.

After two days like this, the girl's girlfriend noticed the change in her, and they made an appointment to search Du Sheng out.

Looking at the girl with a blushing face, the female companions joked to her, "How old is the child in the womb, do you still want to hang down your hair and learn to be a virgin?" Then they brought hairpin earrings and urged the girl to change into a Young woman hairstyle.

The girl was too ashamed to speak.A female companion said: "Sisters, we don't want to stay here for a long time, lest we make people unhappy."

The female companions laughed and left.

Du Sheng looked at the girl, who saw that the other side had a high bun and a phoenix hanging down, which was even more beautiful than when it was hanging down.

Seeing no one around, he gradually became intimate with the girl. The smell of orchids and juexiang in the room was refreshing, and the two of them were immersed in joy.

At an unknown time, there was a violent clanging of leather boots, accompanied by the rattling of rope locks.

Immediately there was another sound of noisy and arguing.

The girl woke up from the shock, and looked out secretly with Du Sheng, only to see a man in golden armor, with a face like carbon stone, holding a rope lock as thick as an axle in his hand, with a big hammer pinned to his waist, surrounded by many women See what he's saying.

Jin Jia said, "Not at all?"

The girls replied: "It's all here."

He also said: "If there are people who are hiding in the lower realm, they will come out together, so as not to hurt anyone!"

All the women said in unison: "No."

The man in the golden armor didn't leave, he turned around and stared fiercely at his surroundings like an osprey, as if he was going to search.

The girl who obviously violated the laws of this place was very frightened.Seeing that Jin Jia started to search, she was so frightened that she turned ashen and said to Du Sheng in a panic, "Hurry up and hide under the bed, and don't make a sound."

She herself hurriedly put on her clothes, opened the small door on the wall, and fled in a hurry.

Du Sheng lay under the bed, not daring to show any air.

Soon, he heard the sound of leather boots coming into the room, and went out again.

After a while, the noise of the crowd gradually faded away, and Du Sheng's flustered mood calmed down a little.

However, there are always people talking and talking outside the door, which makes him unable to meditate.

He lay on the ground restlessly for a long time, his ears were buzzing, his eyes were burning, and he felt that he could no longer bear it.But for his own safety, he could only listen quietly, waiting for the girl to return.

In a moment of panic, Du Sheng forgot where he came from.

At that time, Meng was watching around with the little novice in the main hall, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye, so he asked him strangely where his friend had gone.

The little novice glanced at the mural and said with a smile, "Du Tanyue has gone to listen to the preaching of Buddhism."

Meng was even more surprised, and hurriedly asked, "Where did Brother Du go?"

The little novice replied: "It's not far. Meng Tanyue doesn't need to panic, Du Tanyue must be happy at the moment. Meng Tanyue waited here with the monk for a while, and Du Tanyue came back."

Meng had no choice but to stay in place with the little novice and wait.

After a while, the little novice recited the Buddhist scriptures once, and then tapped his fingers on the wall and called out, "Du Tanyue, why didn't you come back after traveling for so long?"

Immediately, Meng saw Du Sheng's portrait on the mural in front of him. He was standing with his ears bent, as if he had heard the little monk's words.

The little novice called out again: "Du Tanyue, your lover has been waiting for a long time."

Du Sheng fluttered down from the wall and stood there in frustration, staring at him.

Seeing him like this, Meng was very surprised, supported him, and slowly asked him what happened.

Du Sheng regained his composure, and then stammered to tell the story of his experiences during this period.

It turned out that Du Sheng was lying under the bed just now, and heard the sound of knocking on the wall like thunder, so he had the courage to come out of the room to listen and have a look.Unexpectedly, he returned to the palace like this.After asking his friends again, Du Sheng realized that he only had time to leave Yizhuxiang.

After hearing Du Sheng's story, they seemed to have thought of something, and Du Meng and the two hurriedly went to look at the flower-picking girl on the mural, and were shocked to find that the other party was Gao Qiao, a conch policeman, and her hair was no longer drooping.

Du Sheng saluted the little novice in surprise and asked him what was going on.

The little novice said with a smile: "Illusions come from life, how can I understand it!"

Thinking that the life of "these few days" was actually a sham, Du Sheng couldn't help feeling depressed.

Meng was terrified in his heart, and looked at the little novice in astonishment.

"You two Tanyue, the fog in the temple has cleared, let's go with the little monk."

The restless two returned to the guest room under the leadership of the little novice. Du Sheng fell asleep, but Meng tossed and turned without sleep all night.

Just after dawn, Meng pulled Du Sheng up, and the two left without saying goodbye, and fled down the mountain.

The story is over.

"The world in the painting... What an interesting story."

After hearing such a wonderful story, Bai Tian clapped his hands and praised.

Going back to six yellow beams and one dream, endless aftertaste

"True and false, false and true. What a sweet dream."

This melon is very satisfying to eat during the day.

"Brother Bai, stop laughing at me."

Du Heng sighed with embarrassment, and Meng Li beside him put his shoulders on his shoulder and looked at his friend with pity and joy.

The person I love is actually a paper man, how pitiful my buddies are.

"..."

The world in the painting...Jiazi in the mountains...

The painter's eyes flickered.

It seems that there are many settings that overlap with her.

Kind of curious.

What kind of existence would the author who created that world be?

The rain outside the window became less intense, and the conversation in the house gradually died down.

Du and Meng quietly warmed up around the fire, one reminiscing about the past and the other planning the future.

During the day, he added a cup of tea for the painter, and then took his own bamboo box to count the remaining items.

Seasoning, dry food, clothing, tableware.

And... ink and brushes.

The world in the painting... what?

Bai Tian turned his head to look at the painter.

Mister, it can be done to that extent.

And he feels that his husband is better than that author, because he can directly draw real "pictures".

"..."

Why did the kid keep staring at her?

The painter put away the last stroke and turned his head to look in the direction of the day.

Those holy blue eyes were staring at her motionlessly.

Some, too eagerly.

The tail flicked unnaturally, and the painter looked at the two travelers who were staying overnight.

Laity addicted to illusions...

uninteresting.

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