Way of Choices

Back in the yard, prepare meals, have a full meal, and then prepare a few lunch boxes, and the others walked to Tianshuling again.

When he came to the straight path at the foot of Tianshuling, he suddenly changed his mind and turned to the right.

The weather is fine and there are many people in the hills. He has just met them. At this time, if he meets again, he feels a little too dense, and if he meets again, does that mean he is an acquaintance? Or is it an unfamiliar acquaintance? So just nodding your head, is it considered that the number of gifts is lacking?

These problems are very troublesome, and the others are not very good at handling them, so he decided to go to Tianshuling from another path.

He did not know that for most monks in the world, there was only one way to enter the Tianshuling.

In the dense mountain forest, he tried many times, but he was unsuccessful, because of inconvenience in legs and feet, he also fell a few times, and there were grass clippings and pine needles all over his body.

He was a little helpless, so he couldn't find a way?

Then, he saw a road in the mountains, which was made of white stone, like jade in the sun.

This road is very straight and leads directly to the highest point of Tianshuling.

The others happily walked towards the road, but when they approached it, they felt a little strange, because there was no one on this mountain road.

This mountain road is the straightest and closest road to Tianshuling. Why doesn't anyone walk?

Is it because the observers have to hone their will, so they don't deliberately take this shortcut?

Thinking of this possibility, and the joy of seeing this straight mountain road before, the others felt a little ashamed.

But he glanced at his legs and thought, after all, that he is different from ordinary people. Isn't it a shame to take a shortcut?

With a sense of shame, he walked up the mountain path with his help.

It is really inconvenient to use his legs and feet to cross those shallow drains. Just walking down the mountain road, I feel a little tired. Fortunately, there is a gazebo where I can rest for a while.

Walking to the pavilion, he looked at the bronze statue full of dust and rust, thinking in his heart, if this made the younger brother see, he would be sad.

This is about Chen Changsheng's cleanliness.

The others looked at the straight mountain road and thought that it would take a lot of energy to climb up. It would be better to rest here and save their strength. Then they sat down next to the bronze statue.

But he was still a little uncomfortable and grew up with Chen Changsheng since childhood. Both sides influenced each other, and both had a slight cleansing habit.

After thinking for a while, he took the handkerchief out of his sleeve and walked to the pool. He lowered his head with some difficulty, wet the handkerchief, then walked back to the bronze statue and began to wipe it carefully.

He had just polished the left shoulder of the bronze statue, and suddenly heard a sound rang from the bronze statue's armor.

The voice was very low, not loud, and could not reach far away, but in his ear, it seemed like thunder.

"Just wipe the helmet."

The autumn wind swayed the clear water in the shallow canal and brought up the dust in the armor, and there was silence under the pavilion.

The others looked at the bronze statue and stayed for a long time, thinking in surprise, they were alive!

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When Chen Changsheng first entered Kyoto, he did not have any knowledge of the common sense of the world. The rest grew up with him since childhood, and naturally it is no better.

He did not know that the straight mountain road was a Shinto road, and no one could set foot in it except the Queen of Heaven and Sea and His Majesty the Pope.

He did not know that the statue of the general under the pavilion was not a real statue, but a real general.

But at least this time he knew that the other person was a living person, and looking at the dust and rust on the armor, this person should have been sitting here for a long time.

Isn’t it boring to sit here for so long? Although I don’t like dealing with people, I’m not good at dealing with people, but I ask myself, if I haven’t seen a person for many years, I still feel bored. There is another very important question. This person has been sitting here and eating How to deal with it?

Thinking about the problem of eating, he unconsciously took out a lunch box and handed it to the other party's armor, asking whether you were hungry or not?

There was no sound in the armor.

After thinking for a while, the others made a few complicated movements, meaning that I should cook the noodle soup for you?

There was a voice in the armor: "Just leave it here. In addition, you can't leave this divine road."

The others put the lunchbox on the ground, paid a salute, and glanced at the road reluctantly, and walked around with their crutches.

Shortly after he left, Qiushan descended on the shallow canal and pavilion again, brushing up the dust in the gap between the armor.

Two secluded and vicissuous eyes light up in the depths of the helmet.

Khan Qing opened his eyes.

Then he closed his eyes.

A lunch box rested quietly on the ground in front of him.

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Returning along the same path, I came to the unknown Tianshu monument, and the others continued to observe it.

It may be because the Tianshu monument is too mysterious, or it may be because he is thinking about certain things. This time he stood in front of the monument for a long time.

He was still here until late at night.

He was a little hungry, and at this moment, a light rain suddenly fell in the night sky.

He moved into the stele, took out the remaining lunch box and placed it on top of the Tianshu stele, and began to eat.

The night rain is not big, but the sound is annoying.

The others packed up their lunch boxes and leaned on the Tianshu Tablet to look out of Lu.

Here is already the height of Tianshuling, and the sight penetrates the thin rain like a gauze, and can see the lights of Kyoto.

Perhaps it was because the night was too deep, and the lights in many houses were extinguished, and Kyoto looked a little dark.

The others worry about Chen Changsheng again.

He believed that Master must be able to solve the problems encountered by the younger brother, but what about the younger brother’s illness?

Suddenly, he sensed something, looked at somewhere in the night sky, frowned slightly, and didn't understand how it felt.

There is no star there in the night sky, it is a high platform.

Gan terrace.

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There was someone on Gan Terrace.

Tianhai Sheng, with his hands behind his back, stood on the edge of the high platform and quietly looked at the night sky.

A lot of clouds suddenly floated in Kyoto tonight, as if the night was deeper, and the stars were naturally not seen.

But where the darkness and clouds covered her eyes.

Like the light from the night pearl and the light rain falling from the sky could not contaminate her body.

There was a dignified expression between her beautiful eyebrows, because she felt very clearly, and the heavens had changed.

Is that destiny?

Her life star is in the distant high sky, faintly obscured.

Or because her other life star is in Kyoto.

That was the nemesis of her hit.

What should she do?

Waving your sleeves to hide the light of that star?

But what's the use?

If she does this, then it will be difficult to truly defeat Tiandao in the future.

But if she doesn't do this, can she overcome Heavenly Dao now?

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Chen Changsheng knew he was running out of time.

This time it's really not much.

In order to kill Zhou Tong, he paid a lot, blood was flowing in his organs at this time, his meridians had been broken, and the layer of holy light covered by Xu Yourong had become thinner and thinner. It is getting weaker and weaker, he may send the most deadly temptation to life in this world at any time, and at that time, he may die.

How much time is left? One day or two days? A song or a tea?

Without any hesitation, he took the yellow paper umbrella from under the bed and jumped out of the window.

Tang Sanxie and Folded Sleeve did not sleep, some were staying outside and some were staying on the tree, but they could not stop him from leaving again. Even if the folded sleeve on the big banyan tree sensed his departure, he should be given the final freedom, because the young people of the wolf family grew up in the wild and **** snowfield, knowing that death should be quiet.

The light rain fell on the yellow paper umbrella without making a crackling sound, and the gentleness seemed to moisturize.

He walked under the umbrella into the dense forest on the side of the lake, and then turned back. It didn't take long for people to come to the wall.

In the depths of the jungle there is a door leading directly to the palace.

There was a door opened by his subordinates on the wall.

But he didn't go through the two doors, because he couldn't be sure that the people in the palace and the uncle Pope would send someone behind those doors.

He glanced at the old wall covered with moss and passed by.

After the moisturizing of the spring wind and autumn rain this year, the Baicao Garden, which was once looted by him and Tang Thirty-six, has now become alive again. Many precious herbs and spirits are watching him quietly in the garden and branches, waiting While he was extracting, he did not squint and walked deeper.

The last place he was going to was the palace.

He is going to confirm that Xu Yourong is safe.

After he was going to see Tianhai Sheng, he wanted to ask her some things. He wanted to ask her if they were all true. Are you my mother? Then... then it was enough.

In his arms was the letter left by Su Li. On his wrist were five stone beads formed by the Heavenly Book Stele. He also had Zhou Yuan.

But he was not prepared to do anything in the palace, it was really enough. What conspiracy, what is the overall situation, what is the righteousness, what war between the human race and the demon race, what does it matter to him as a dying person? Who has the patience to ask him what else to do at this time?

He only needs to know a few things and then leave quietly.

No one can decide how to come to this world, but when leaving, everyone hopes to be sober.

Many people have said this, and he has said it, then we must do it.

But he failed to enter the palace.

Because in the forest deep in the Baicao Garden, he saw a scene he had seen before.

There is a stone table in the woods. There is an iron teapot on the stone table. There are two tea cups beside the pot. Look at the color of the cup. The white tea should be cooked tonight.

The tea drinker is still the middle-aged woman.

Looking at her calm expression, Chen Changsheng was a little surprised.

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