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The main hall of Qingliang Temple is surrounded by lush greenery and is unique from the world. Dense vegetation covers the side halls on both sides behind the forest; there is also a clear pool in front of the door, with two or three fish in the pool, coming and going quickly. Isn't it interesting to stop here and contemplate in your free time? Every time we see a similar quiet place, people can't help but think: do the people who practice here have any idea of the earth-shaking changes in the outside world?
There are winding paths leading to the pond, but the road leading to the main hall is wide and straight. The original wordless building, under its unique structure, seems to entrust the instructions of the Buddhist temple, and tells every guest who comes to worship: "The road to Buddhism and Zen will always be open to people..."
The dusk bell sounded slowly from the hillside behind the main hall. After hearing the bells ringing, the number of people on the Qingchi suddenly increased. They all came from the main hall or the back mountain, and all went in the direction of the two side halls. The night is fading, and the fluorescent lights are shining slightly. This light is not the starlight in the sky, nor the candlelight in the hands of monks, but the little lights hanging in the deep place. In the direction of the side hall, the houses are lined up in rows, and neat gauze-shaded lanterns are regularly hung on the eaves every few rooms.
The monks did not carry lighting in their hands and walked only by the soft light of the gauze lamp. Maybe I've walked this road too many times, and my inner eye can see it more clearly than my naked eye. I saw many monks entering one after another under the soft light: some of them turned off the lights and went to bed after entering, some stayed up to read at night, and some gathered with two or three friends to sit cross-legged and talk. The side hall is where the monks live and rest, and our protagonist naturally stays there. At this time, the candlelight and the voices of people were still constant, and some monks were reciting scriptures to drive away evil spirits. The voice was not loud, but the tone was firm and powerful. No "evil and crooked person" would dare to choose this time to act rashly. Therefore, the story of this night must start from the second half of the night.
The young man who was fascinated by the beautiful scenery and beauties during the day stayed up all night for some reason. Perhaps after arriving in this Buddhist place, my state of mind became more enlightened. He finally had some clues about what he had been confused about. The young man lit the gauze lamp beside the bed, and the bright light suddenly filled the whole room. The room was not big. There was only a straw mat on the bed and a small bookshelf beside the bed. The only furniture in the room was the table next to the bed. In addition to the crimson gauze lantern placed on the table, there is the sword that Bai Feng got by accident.
The young man looked at the dark purple scabbard. The four seal characters "White Snake Immortal" made the light from the gauze lamp shine red. He suddenly recalled what his master had said, and understood the reason why he had been unable to sleep for a long time: "Since you want to change this world, you must bear everything that this change brings. Do you have such an awareness?" The master's slender figure with gray hair and beard suddenly appeared in Bai Feng's mind.
"I came all the way here and destroyed other people's peaceful lives. Even if I awaken the conscience of others, even if I am right, but..." Bai Feng suddenly recalled the banditry in Yangcheng: because he did not listen to the Xianbei warrior Tuo Ba Yan's advice personally ruined the lives of hundreds of people. The haze caused by this incident has never left the young man's heart. Therefore, he realized that his current self simply did not possess the "enlightenment" that Master said.
"What should we do if Yang Ji encounters banditry and military disaster and dies in a foreign land when he returns home?" Thoughts like this suddenly flooded into Bai Feng's mind. The gentle and virtuous Mrs. Yang and the lovely baby girl who was just born may all be annihilated by his arrival. Dying for a meaningless thing in that unknown mountain col was just like all the tragedies he had witnessed and heard with his own eyes. But now that things have happened, no matter how much you regret, it will be of no use. This young man's hands were already stained with blood. No matter how legitimate the reason is, there is no essential difference between the current Bai Feng and the Xianbei people who ravaged his hometown back then: both of them also use the lives of others as a stepping stone to leave a mark on the fate of others for their own desires.
"What I can do is to realize my ambition and restore peace to the world to comfort those who lost their lives because of me! Now the opportunity is in front of me - Yuyi Town is the place where I can show off my skills. I can never be as lazy as I am now!" Bai Feng said in his heart, and couldn't help but draw out the sword in his hand and wave it.
The dragon's sword buzzed, and the heroic figure of the young man dancing the sword was reflected on the wooden wall by the lights. Although the range of movement is not large, each move is extremely precise and swift. His disheveled hair moved with him, and there were some tears in the corners of his eyes. These tears were either tears of confusion or tears of compassion, but at the next moment, they all turned into the power used by Bai Feng to drive the sword.
Bai Feng, who was devoted to the sword dance just to cut off thousands of threads of worries, had inadvertently left the vicinity of the table and reached the wider door. At this moment, standing outside the door was a girl who came looking for the sound of the cold sword. Bai Feng never noticed that the girl outside the door had been standing for a while and was about to open the door to enter. Unexpectedly, the young man raised his sword and stabbed towards the door with all his strength!
When Murong Yan saw the sword approaching, she was frightened and took a step back. She staggered due to the pain on her feet and fell straight to the ground. The lighting crimson lamp in his hand also fell to the ground in response. Seeing this, Bai Feng in the house hurriedly sheathed his sword and helped the other person into the hut to rest.
The small house that was originally filled with melancholy thoughts ushered in the gentleness that most touched the young man's heart. Bai Feng carefully untied Murong Yan's shoelaces and wanted to check the injury on her feet. Murong Yan, who was sitting on the bed, was embarrassed and pushed her away many times, but she still couldn't resist the boy's harsh words of concern.
"The blood scab on the wound has actually faded away. The speed of recovery is really extraordinary!" Bai Feng gently rubbed the other person's feet and whispered back.
"Of course! Yan'er has recovered so quickly from such a skin injury since she was a child, it's nothing to mention!" Murong Yan nodded and looked at the young man kneeling on the ground, and replied proudly.
Bai Feng, with her hair disheveled, looked at the other person with a squinted smile, and scratched the soles of the other person's feet with her fingers. Murong Yan was so surprised that she sneered, and then said with a sneer: "See, you're being so stubborn!"
"Brother Feng! Don't think that you can bully others now that you are in the dark!" Murong Yan scolded with both anger and joy, her pink face was hidden by the gauze lamp next to her, making her particularly charming.
The tears that had been hidden in the corners of Bai Feng's eyes slowly flowed down his cheeks when he looked up and stared at the other person. He sighed: "Yan'er, if everyone in the world is as beautiful as you, how can there be such a thing in this world? How much injustice happened?”
"Brother Feng? What happened to keep you awake at night?" Murong Yan stretched out her palm and gently wiped away the tears in the direction of the other person's tears.
"Uh?" The young man seemed confused, as if he had just noticed his embarrassment. But in the blink of an eye, the sad look on his face turned into a comfortable smile, and then he kissed the other person's palm and said: "I'm fine, with Yan'er by my side, all the worries will disappear, it's nothing to mention! "When speaking of the last four words, Bai Feng also deliberately imitated Murong Yan's tone just now, extremely naughty.
"Why... you suddenly said something so embarrassing..." Murong Yan withdrew the kissed hand and placed it under the other hand, stroking it gently. Immediately he nodded, lowered his eyebrows, hid his smile, and said shyly. After waiting for a moment, there was no response from the other party. He raised his eyes again and saw a look of panic on Bai Feng's face.
"Yan'er, hold your breath!" After Bai Feng said that, he drew out the long sword with extremely gentle force and tiptoed out of the door.
Murong Yan also noticed something strange before she held her breath. While the two were chatting intimately, a mysterious fragrance had already filled the air. She watched Bai Feng slowly approach the wooden door, gently opened it a little, and saw it for a while. Suddenly, he rushed out of the room, and there was a very small scream from outside the door. Then, Bai Feng took a woman dressed as a Miao man and returned to the hut.
The woman saw the silver light of the "dragon roar" shining in the night sky, and she was so frightened that she trembled all over. With a light-colored veil on her face, she sat on the wooden floor and made various sounds helplessly: "Little brother, I have recognized the wrong person! Please let me go! I thought that only that pair of dogs and men in this temple would be together." We are in the same room...really, the slave family really recognized the wrong person..."
"Hmph! I know why you came here, your master - that 'big eunuch', what is his intention!" Bai Feng raised his sword and approached the young girl's throat, so that she had no choice but to look up at the young man. look.
"He...he is not my master. He told me that 'witch' could cure the spots on my face, and that's why I came to Mei Lingshuang! I am not his, I am not..." Miao Nushuang The raised hand shook repeatedly, and the veil fell down without hesitation. Then he subconsciously covered the green poisonous spot with both hands, and begged again and again: "Don't look, don't look! Don't look!"
Seeing that she didn't mean any harm, Murong Yan felt that she might be able to help, so she protected herself between Miao Nu and Bai Feng. She signaled the young man to take back his weapon, then crouched beside her and said, "Girl, can you let me take a look?" Really? I am a doctor..."
"Doctor? No, no. Even I can't do anything. What's the use of a doctor!" Miao girl lay on the ground like a child and acted coquettishly, which made Murong Yan couldn't help but smile.
"Actually, I am the person you are looking for..."
Miao Nu took a closer look at the woman in front of her and exclaimed: "You? Are you a fool for being a slave? How can anyone come out and be caught by others!"
"Yan'er!" Bai Feng was afraid of being deceived by the enemy, and was about to raise his sword to kill the Miao girl in front of him. In an instant, a strange force rushed out of the house and knocked Bai Feng aside. Just as the young man stood up, a warrior who looked like a monk appeared in front of him. The evil spirit on his face was so permeable that Bai Feng did not dare to take it lightly.
"Mengdie! Why did you run out again while I was sleeping!" The monk walked around the shocked Murong Yan, walked to Miao Nu, and said: "I have offended others now, if I hadn't Come here, you have been poisoned a long time ago!"
"Stinky monk! Stinky monk! Leave me alone and let me die. With such an ugly face, it's better to be killed with a sword!" Seeing the savior coming, Miao Nu spoke with confidence and loudly. The sound passed through the silent air, enough to wake up the resting monks around him.
Seeing that the originally dark rooms in the side hall were gradually lit up with fire, the monk hurriedly put his hands together and saluted and apologized to the other two people in the room. Immediately, he easily put the Miao girl named Mengdie on his shoulders, let her beat her and cursed her, and left straight away.
