"I have seen your master's broken shoes."
Yun Kong was puzzled for a moment and said in confusion: "Master said that he no longer traveled around the world and settled down."
"Your master didn't go out into the world, but he didn't say he couldn't come to me."
Yunkong didn't understand: "Yunkong and Master originally made an appointment to meet each other for ten years. I didn't want to be disturbed by anything. It was a year late. If Master were here, I would..."
"I have made some achievements in cultivation over the years, and I have often been friends with your master, Po Lu Shen!" Fanshu tapped Yun Kong's head with the broom handle, "Do you really want to speak so plainly?"
Yun Kong suddenly realized that Fan Shu had magical powers.
If a monk develops magical powers during his practice, he will not openly tell others about it. But if Fanshu tells Yunkong, he must have his reasons.
Is this kind of long-distance communication called divine foot communication? Yunkong asked: "Did Master say anything?"
"Yes, he said that if he sees you, he will drive you away as soon as possible." As he said that, he knocked down the man with a sweep and said, "Go see your master quickly."
To put it simply, the master finally settled in Guilin. It would take about half a year for Yun Kong to meet the master.
"Uncle Fanshu, it's getting late. Please stay with me overnight and leave early tomorrow morning, okay?"
"If you want to stay, you can spend the night in the bamboo forest. It's warm in winter and cool in summer. It's very comfortable."
"You go and intercede with Uncle Kushiki. I'll stay for one night. It won't be a problem."
"The rotten tree is gone too."
"Huh?" Yunkong then noticed that Yinshan Temple seemed to be more dilapidated than before, and there were more weeds than before. Moreover, he had not heard anyone inside until he arrived. He asked suspiciously: "Is anyone else here?"
"I am the only one." Fanshu said calmly, "When the imperial court issued the order, the public opposed obeying it, thinking that this place was remote and the government would not find it. However, Fanshu insisted on changing it, and everyone left one by one."
"What about Uncle Kuchuki?"
"The monks are all gone. What's the point of being an abbot? So I left." Fanshu said, "It's just the right time for you to come! I haven't shaved my head for a long time. Can you shave my head for me today?"
"Okay." Yun Kong happily agreed, which meant that he was allowed to stay overnight.
"I'll boil a pot of water." Fanshu said, staggering inside.
Yunkong followed Fanshu all the way, and saw overgrown weeds on both sides of the road, peeling paint on the walls, and Yinshan Temple's desolation. Yunkong couldn't help but feel sad.
Fanshu walked to the well and was about to fetch water. Yunkong saw that he was not moving smoothly and rushed forward to get the bucket: "Uncle, I'll come."
Fanshu pulled the bucket hard: "Are you a passerby, or do you want to stay?"
Yun Kong was startled for a moment: "I am a passerby."
"So you don't plan to take care of me all the time, fetch water, wash clothes, and cook for me every day until I can't walk a step, and then do the cleaning for me, do you?"
Yun Kong retracted his hand.
"That's right. In the near future, I will die here alone, and you won't be by my side then. So when it comes to fetching water, let me do it by myself just like yesterday or tomorrow." Fanshu Put the small bucket into the well, and then pull the rope with great effort. It took a long time to pull up the small bucket of water.
He carried water by himself and went to the Xiangji Kitchen to light the fire. Although everything was slow but orderly.
Yun Kong doesn't help, he knows he can't help.
The only thing he could do to help was to shave his head.
Fanshu sat on the ground with a basin of hot water beside him. Yunkong brushed the razor twice in the hot water before shaving Fanshu's head.
Yun Kong helped him shave off his hair bit by bit, being careful not to cut his thin scalp: "Do you want to shave?"
"It could not be better."
By the time the water basin was filled with hairs, the hot water had already cooled down.
When Yunkong was going to pour water, Fanshu asked him: "Don't you have a round light technique?"
The words woke up the dreamer, and Yunkong couldn't help but pause: "I haven't thought about it!" Then he gritted his teeth and said, "But I haven't used it either."
Fanshu pointed to the kitchen: "Go and get a basin of fresh water. It needs to be full." Yunkong hurriedly went to get it.
When he carefully walked back with a full basin of water, Fanshu had paper and pen ready by his side. He was sitting cross-legged with his eyes half-closed and seemed to be mumbling something.
Fanshu stared and saw Yunkong coming back, so he said, "I am talking to your master Po Lu."
Yun Kong sat down in front of Fanshu respectfully, as if the master was right in front of him.
"He wants you to write down the 'Round Light Spell' and the shape of the talisman."
Yun Kong hurriedly picked up the pen and paper: "Do you have any seals?"
Fanshu was silent for a moment: "No."
After writing down all the instructions, Yun Kong took out the cinnabar pen from the bag. After rehearsing all the steps in his mind, he took a deep breath and was ready to start.
"Thank you, Uncle Fanshu."
Fanshu nodded and said: "Go quickly, Broken Shoe is waiting for you."
Yun Kong held the "Round Light Curse" in his mouth and a cinnabar pen in his hand. After concentrating his mind, he used cinnabar to draw a talisman on the water of the basin.
Where the water marks passed, a faint light suddenly lit up, and a human face slowly emerged.
Yun Kong breathed a sigh of relief: "Master."
【1】Tea tasting stream
The image of Master is blurry, but it can still be seen that Master is much older.
Yun Kong didn't dare to look away from the water, for fear of losing the picture in a blink of an eye.
"Yunkong..." Master's voice floated in his ears.
"Yes, Master, I'm sorry, the disciple missed the ten-year appointment because..."
"Needless to say, everything has a cause," Po Lujie said, "You don't have to look for me, don't look for me, the Round Light Technique doesn't last long, so I tell you that you must stay in the north for the time being."
"Why?"
"Tell me first, what did Master Dengxin and Denghuo remind you before he passed away?"
"Uh..." Master asked suddenly, and he had to think about it carefully, "I still remember that they said that there are two things related to my life and death."
"Two things?" Po Lu couldn't help laughing, "He really loves to joke, what else?"
"If I pass the test of life and death, there is another test that is more difficult than life and death, but they didn't give any hint."
"Does a leaf know autumn?"
Yun Kong was shocked and said, "Yes, they did say this."
"This is the reminder."
"How does Master know?"
"These ten years of being a teacher are not in vain," Po Lu said, "Remember, never forget these two reminders. You also tell fortunes for others, so you should understand why we can't tell you clearly."
"Disciple understands, in order to avoid affecting the tendency of 'luck'."
"Very good, I will explain the next thing clearly."
"Yes." Yun Kong was ready.
"You know that there are so-called four strange people in the world, right?"
"I know, senior brother and I have both met the Beishen Old Man." Yun Kong reminded Po Lu, "And the South Iron Bridge..."
Po Lu interrupted Yun Kong again: "Be careful with Wu Sheng," his tone was trembling, "He is very dangerous."
Yun Kong said in surprise: "Did Master say that there is no life in the East China Sea?"
"They are looking for you." Brochure's face suddenly zoomed in on the water, "And they are almost found."
"How should I avoid it?" Yunkong felt his master's nervousness, but he didn't understand what was happening.
"You can't avoid it, and you can't avoid it. You must face it, otherwise," Po Lu said decisively, "Next time, I don't know if you will have so many fates and so many people will help you."
"Master, I don't understand." Yun Kong became more and more confused.
The ragged shoes on the water turned around and looked behind them. They stayed there for a while, wondering what they were looking at.
"Master?"
A strong light suddenly lit up on the water surface, which made Yun Kong unable to open his eyes. He subconsciously raised his wide sleeves to cover his eyes.
Is this the light of circular light? Or has something happened to Master?
He hurriedly put down his wide sleeves and stared at the bright light, intending to see through it.
He was afraid that something would happen to his master, and that the Perfect Light Technique would be interrupted.
The bright light disappeared as abruptly as it had appeared.
Yunkong felt that the surroundings were getting dark. He thought it was the compensation reaction of vision after the strong light, but when he calmed down, he realized that the surroundings were indeed dark.
There was no picture on the water surface, and the master was no longer there. He quickly turned around and looked around, only to find that the surroundings were full of ruined tiles and broken walls, and the roof beams were tilted, looking like they were about to collapse at any time.
"Uncle Fanshu!" His voice echoed in the ruins. There was no shadow of Fanshu at all, not even the air he breathed out.
He calmed down and thought about how he got here.
Is this still Yinshan Temple?
He held a spell and drew a Taoist charm on the water with a cinnabar pen, but there was no reaction.
He wondered for a while, then took out the peach wood sword from the cloth bag, put his fingertips on the sword body, then concentrated his mind, and slowly poured in a burst of true energy.
The peach wood sword is like dull mud and stone, silent.
