I Honor

: Ten Years of Night Rain in the Rivers and Lakes

“The troubles are all gone, and the world of mortals is far away.”

The voice was low and gentle, lingering in the dilapidated main hall, and seemed to spread far away amidst the crashing rain and ticking beating, it was quiet and quiet.

Mu Yunle was completely stunned, only to feel some shock wash over her soul, just like when she was young, she accompanied her mother to a Buddhist temple to fulfill her vows, stayed for one night, and she loved to laugh and make noise, and suddenly heard In the sound of “Dang, Dang, Dang” in the evening drum and morning bell, the soul seemed to be washed away from the dust, ethereal and clear, great peace and great cleanliness. Since then, I have become a lot quieter.

She has heard the proverb “all troubles are gone, and the world of mortals are far away”, but she has never felt as much as she does today. Thinking about it carefully, when other monks recite this sentence, they are often shaving for others. The disheartened and disillusioned worldly people are shaved, the green smoke curls up, covering the face, mostly admonitions and expectations, solemn and solemn, but the gray robe monk is missingPeople really think that the feeling just now after going through all the troubles is missing the real blue lamp ancient Buddha.

All the loneliness, all the grief, all the hopes are buried in this sentence.

The troubles are all gone, and the world of mortals is far away.

It took a while for Mu Yunle to come back to his senses, and realized that he had forgotten to guard the outside of the temple for a while, stuck out his tongue quietly, and laughed in his heart: “Master always said that I am too young, not tempered enough, and my heart is still immature. Feelings float on the surface, although it is very suitable for the poetic and picturesque swordsmanship of the Huanhua Sword School, but after all, it is a bit less settled. It is easy to unite man and nature, but it is difficult to return to the basics like the predecessors. Now it seems that it is not unreasonable.”

She frankly admitted her lack of xinxing, and she almost forgot the big things because of the scene.

“Master, you have also heard this song. You know the true wisdom monk and your Dharma name is true. Could it be the senior monk of the Shaolin Zhenzi generation?” Mu Yunle took advantage of the opportunity when his heart became quiet due to nostalgia, and his spirit spread outward. In harmony with the heaven and the earth, sensing all kinds of movements, while expressing the doubts that did not have time to arise just now.

Then she saw the gray-robed monk Zhending tap the wooden fish, without opening her eyes or turning her head, she replied in a low voice, “It’s my honor to hear that.”

I heard the “previous life” more than 20 years ago and rarely recalled it

The hall became quiet all of a sudden, the atmosphere was clean and exhausted, and the lotus leaves ticked in the rain outside the temple.

Mu Yunle Zhiqu looked away and stopped disturbing the gray-robed monk.

At this time. Wang Tong said: “Miss Yunle, why do you feel weird asking this monk all the time?”

“Don’t you think Master Zhending is the kind of monk who hides a story all over his body? There must be a story that makes people feel emotional and can’t help crying.” Mu Yunle’s eyes were dark, quite agile, when he didn’t use the sword, She still retains the girlish demeanor.

Speaking of this, she suddenly laughed at herself: “Oh, don’t worry about me, we Huanhuajian people are so inexplicable.”

“I know, I know, everyone is in Huanzhou. How could they not know the poetry and swords of the Huanhua Sword School?” Wang Tong hurriedly defended.

The young girl in front of her is proud and introverted, confident and calm, and likes to be praised by others. When using a sword, it seems that the whole person is shining, there is a hero, there is a chic, people can’t take their eyes off. But on weekdays, he should be happy and angry, his innocence remains, and every frown and smile is a sight. He restrained his gaze. Afraid that the other party would see the unconcealable admiration in their eyes.

Mu Yunle didn’t look at him at all, resting his chin with one hand and elbow with the other, while guarding against the dark night in Guling, he watched the blossoming lotus flowers bathe in the rain, their petals fresh.

The sound of the tuk tuk wooden fish was extremely reassuring. After an unknown amount of time, Liang Jiuzhou spit out another mouthful of ink blood with a puff, and his pale face became a little more rosy.

“Senior Liang, your injury has improved greatly,” Mu Yun said joyfully, she felt that Liang Jiuzhou’s aura was much more majestic.

Liang Jiuzhou took a light breath and said, “By dawn, you should be able to recover three successes, which is enough to take you flying away.”

Before Mu Yunle and Wang Tong could speak in the future, Liang Jiuzhou turned his head and looked outside the temple. He saw the rain pouring down, the mist filled the air, and the night was so dark that he could not see far away. Traveling in a hurry at night, getting rid of the pursuit, the heavy rain and the dark night are just the environment where tyrannical monsters like to haunt, if they encounter it, it will be continuous, no less than being attacked by the outside scene.”

Things are urgent, the enemy is behind, if it is not limited by the environment, how can it be allowed to take shelter from the rain and heal the wounds.

“Senior Liang, the heavy rain in the dark night and the monsters in the lonely mountain are threats to us, as well as to the enemies who are chasing, so don’t worry too much.” Wang Tong comforted.

Mu Yunle pondered for a moment and said, “Senior, do you know which enemies you are following?”

Before, Liang Jiuzhou only said that the pursuer was strong, and dissuaded the two of them not to help, but did not specifically say what.

Liang Jiuzhou sighed and said: “I don’t know anything else, only two of them, one is the successor of the contemporary Huanxi Bodhisattva, the Bodhisattva of Washing Desire, Ying Ning, although she has not stepped up the first ladder, but she is no better than the fourth ladder.” How big is the difference, one is the maid of Gu Xiaosang, the demon girl of Daluo in the previous generation, and Shao Changge, the brocade weaver now, is no worse than Yingning, and is highly valued by the saints of the Luo Sect today.”

“Contemporary Huanxi Bodhisattva’s successor Ying Ning Brocade Sanren Shao Changge” Wang Tong gasped, these are all well-known figures of evil spirits today

Mu Yunle restrained his expression, and said solemnly: “The nine demons have mixed together again.”

“That should be the case.” Liang Jiuzhou sensed his surroundings, and there was anxiety hidden in his expression.

Dum, dun, dun, they waited for the rain to stop, guarding against the enemy, and before they knew it, the sky was getting light, the clouds had collected and the rain had dispersed, and the night was peaceful.

Chief Liang Jiuzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and finally passed the most dangerous moment. He hurriedly got up, and saluted the gray-robed monk Meng Qi: “Master, I will take my leave, thank you for taking me in.”

Meng Qi returned the gift without saying a word.

Liang Jiuzhou released a strong wind, which swept up Mu Yunle and Wang Tong, stuck to the ground, and fled outside.

When leaving, Mu Yunle couldn’t help but glance back, and saw the gray-robed monk was still the ancient Buddha with the blue lamp, and the wooden fish was monotonous. He sat there, as if his soul was hidden deep, his heart was dead, leaving only a shell.

The journey was safe, and they arrived at the nearest Northern Zhou city.

Outside Guling, the increasingly beautiful and delicate Ying Ning looked at Shao Changge who deliberately imitated Gu Xiaosang, frowned and said, “They slipped away,Will it still be hidden in this mountain?”

“We searched this mountain inch by inch last night, searched three times, and fought five games with monsters. There is no trace of them. It seems that we were deceived by clues.” Shao Changge said lightly.

Ying Ning snorted: “When did Liang Jiuzhou have this ability? If it were his sworn brother Gu Changqing, he wouldn’t be able to hide it from me.”

“Don’t allow others to have adventures.” Shao Changge looked into the distance, “Let’s go back.”

In the border city of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Liang Jiuzhou went to find the person who spoke here at Huamei Villa. Mu Yunle listened to Hu Le, and Xin walked on the street, accompanied by Wang Tong.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she saw an acquaintance: “Yuan Nu Xia, you have also come to Bei Zhou.”

Not far away is a woman with bold dresses and bright colors, unlike the people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Great Jin Dynasty, she has a beautiful appearance, with mature eyebrows and eyes.

The heroine Mu Yunle recognized was Yuan Yang, a person from the Southern Wilderness. Taking advantage of the shrinkage of the Blood Clothes Cult, she helped many tribes get out of their original predicament. She has always been admired by others. When entering the Central Plains, first try to protect yourself.

Because the Huanhua Sword Sect is closer to Nanhuang, she has met Yuan Yang several times, and she admires each other, especially when there is nothing to pass on, she has almost passed the first ladder

Yuan Yang smiled and said, “You little guy, you wandered into the grassland.”

The little guy Mu Yunle remembered the past, and quickly changed the subject: “Yuan Xia, you are traveling”

Yuan Yang’s smile became shallow: “Yes, I am also looking for someone.”

She was stunned suddenly, as if she was talking to herself: “Many people say that he is dead, but I believe he is definitely still alive, because of a certain reason, he is out of the world.” To be continued