(14)
It was night, by the time the music ended and everyone had dispersed, and after seeing off a few gourmets, the sky was already completely dark. It is not easy to pretend to be a devout believer, and during these days, Murong Yan not only has to travel between several roles, but she also cannot forget the true purpose of her trip.
She went deep into the den of wolves and tigers, fearing no hardships and dangers, being in fear every day, and suffering unreasonable disasters that were difficult to escape, all just to give a young girl she met by chance a chance to choose her own life.
Murong Yan could have just walked away. Anyway, she could always find the right direction. But, she didn't.
After the Xianbei witch and her lover cleaned up the leftovers in the room, they couldn't wait to remove the cumbersome makeup on their faces.
In front of the desk by the window, she quickly took out one of her most precious items from her bag - a carved bronze mirror. This was the only thing she had brought out from Fu's house that was intact.
Put the mirror on the table, look at yourself in the mirror carefully, count the new wrinkles on your face, and comb your long black and thick hair. This was one of the few moments of relaxation that Murong Yan had every night when she didn't know where her future was.
Normally, Bai Feng would sit not far away with a slightly relaxed attitude, looking at the calligraphy and painting scriptures in the room, while secretly looking sideways at Murong Yan, hoping in her heart that the other party would ask her to help her. Something, just like when the other person was putting on heavy makeup like a prostitute, Murong Yan would let the young swordsman complete the last few strokes of the outline, so that Bai Feng could get close to the other person in the name of justice.
Of course, Rong Yan was very aware of the young swordsman's careful thoughts. The two of them knew each other tacitly. Just when she thought she could control this man at will, he would often deliberately alienate her at the next moment. This has become an unwritten iron rule. No matter how hard and tired they are during the day, they will not spend too long cuddling and talking to each other at night.
Every time a little bit of fire ignites, the fire is burned out - there is an indescribable strong sense of self-discipline controlling Bai Feng, preventing him from blindly indulging in personal affairs between men and women, but at the same time there is another element of deep affection, He had no choice but to devote his full attention to his lover.
But tonight, Bai Feng changed from usual. Seeing that there was no one around, he quickly closed all the doors and windows in an extremely light way. Pretending to be intimate, he held Murong Yan in his arms while she was combing her hair, and asked quietly: "Yan'er, your 'witchcraft' is... Did it work?"
"You guys are hurting me!" Murong Yan covered the wooden comb to her chest, and there were still a few strands of hair tangled in it, so she just complained like this, and said coquettishly: "Even if the walls really have ears, Brother Feng still needs to know beforehand. Will you say something?"
"Stop being so coquettish to me. Those officers are already suspicious of us. If we delay for a while, I'm afraid it will only cause other troubles!"
"According to what Mrs. Xiang said, the spirit could not find the specific location of Mr. Su... but left some very strange words."
"What words?"
Murong Yan tilted her cute head and thought carefully, but after a moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.
Seeing this, Bai Feng immediately carried Murong Yan towards the bed, letting her hide inside with the Long Ming Sword and lower the curtain, and acted according to the situation. Then she picked up a scripture and went to answer the door, pretending to stay up late and read at night. appearance.
"Who's knocking on the door?"
"Niu Donor, I am Lao Na. I dare to ask about the lotus terrace tonight. Will it disturb Madam Ling?"
"Is it you? Old abbot, I wonder why you, the old man, are coming to our place in the dead of night?"
"Nothing important, just some pleasantries..."
After saying that, Bai Feng welcomed the old abbot into the door.
"Aunt Yao is not as delicate and fragile as she looks. In fact, this little thing can't affect her at all." Bai Feng explained while filling a cup of tea for the visitor and himself, "Look, old abbot, this is not enough." Before midnight, she went back to bed and fell asleep."
"Niu Donor, whether you believe it or not, I sympathize with your situation. If your life is happy and your career is smooth, who would be willing to be named Yi Yi and live in this ruined temple?" Monk Kuga said with a sad face. : "In the temple, people who have gone through various sufferings have heard about it. I often lament that I can't help everyone, and I can only use a few words of charming words to untie the knots in others' hearts."
"Old abbot, why can't I understand you? This is more difficult to understand than the scriptures in the Buddhist scriptures!" Bai Feng joked and said with a smile: "Are you still afraid, I will scare you away from the fact that you are a fake monk. Exposed?"
"Hahaha, Niu Donor is a generous man, so I won't beat around the bush." Monk Kuuga said: "Actually, I have already prepared to commit suicide and apologize for my sins. Past sins cannot be forgiven. If the temple can be preserved, , it would not be a pity for me, an old monk, to die."
"The old abbot is here tonight, could it be that he just wants to say these words?"
"I originally thought that the two donors had some evil intentions and wanted to seize something. Unexpectedly, it turned out that you just wanted to get rid of the entanglement of official officials so that you could devote yourself to the Buddha! If the two donors are still a little confused in the future, you will probably You can come to me on your own, if you still insist on exposing and reporting my true identity, I will never stop you."
After finishing the conversation, Bai Feng thought there was some fraud in it and did not dare to act rashly. He murmured in his heart: "How can there be such a strange thing in this world? The officials chasing after them have made them loyal believers?" So, he Pretending to be asking questions about Buddhist scriptures, he pondered for a long time.
After a while, Murong Yan actually leaned out from the curtain openly, pretending to be awakened by the noise, and said plaintively: "Brother A Niu, why are you still not asleep?"
When Monk Kongwo saw her walking over without thinking, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Sure enough, what the rumors say is true. Miss Yao is not an ordinary person. If she can be firm in her devotion to the Buddha, she will definitely be able to achieve enlightenment one day!"
"Old monk, please stop complimenting me!" Murong Yan said with a smile: "Didn't you just say that I can come to you to answer any questions I have? I want to know what the saying 'under the red leaves, there is a mysterious place' actually means. What a profound meaning. What is the purpose of the Buddha and Bodhisattvas that I just recited repeatedly in my dream?"
Monk Kuuga said: "These words... are they alluding to Hongye Town not far from Cangzhou City? As far as Lao Na knows, Taiping Dao is popular in Hongye Town. Many people are confused by this and claim to outsiders that they have achieved Taoism. Immortals are actually just hallucinations caused by taking strange medicine."
"Hongye Town, Brother Aniu, but that town we passed through on the road?" When Murong Yan saw Bai Feng nodding, her face tightened and she begged the old abbot: "Old monk, I know you are willing To help us, why not give Mrs. Xiang a message for us and let her go home and recover well, and don’t miss her..."
Monk Kuuga saw the other party's sudden serious expression and was afraid of offending something, so he agreed and left.
The lights in the wing were quickly extinguished, and it looked like he had finally rested peacefully. But a moment later, the neighing sounds of two horses swept across the night sky one after another, and Monk Kuuga just realized that the two donors had left the temple during the night.
