The old woman's eyes were cloudy, tears kept pouring out, and her voice was mournful, "Give me back my child, give me back."
Yun Qing's expression didn't fluctuate, and she didn't show any embarrassment. She suddenly handed over the child to the old woman, and said, "That's fine, if you want, you can take him with you."
The old woman was stunned for a moment, grabbed the child, hugged him tightly in her arms, got up and ran away. The spectators around were also dumbfounded, this is a real person, how can I just give it
"Take good care of him." Yun Qing confessed, and then turned to the surrounding herdsmen, none of whom dared to look at her.
She recited the Buddha's name and said: "The poor monk came from Guiling Temple. If you have any inconvenience, just tell me."
After all, she walked into the pasture and stopped near the fence. Seeing the formula in her hand, four jade walls rose from the ground, and turned into a small jade house in an instant. The room was dark green, completely opaque, without windows or doors, more like a standing jade coffin than a room.
"The poor monk has been staying here since today, please forgive me for bothering you." Yun Qing ignored the eyes of those people and disappeared into the jade house.
There was silence around, and it took a while before someone said: "This, is this the living Bodhisattva from the snow mountain?"
"Yes, yes, didn't you see he brought a child to that crazy woman?"
As soon as these words came out, someone knelt down towards Yuwu with a plop, kowtowed a few times and said, "Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva! I haven't eaten for several days! Please give me something to eat, Bodhisattva!"
After he finished speaking, when he looked up, he found a big bowl in front of him for some reason, and the bowl was full of white rice.
Looking at the jade house again, it was quiet, as if there was no one there.
The fact that a divine monk came to the Xinshui Ranch was known to everyone. Before dark, people who came to make wishes to the divine monk formed a long queue. All the people who came, no matter men, women, old or young, said that the divine monk really had mana, and Xinshui Ranch was finally saved.
In the second half of the night, the lonely moon was like a string, and the wind was cold.
A gentle wave of light was emitted from the jade house, and Yun Qing, who was wearing a monk's robe, walked out of the house, and at this time she was followed by a rough man.
"Amang, are you hungry?" Yun Qing asked the big man beside her helplessly.
In the afternoon, she took out all the food that she had brought to Amon. Aman is not her. Although he can endure hunger, he still has an unusual amount of food after a meal.
Amang couldn't understand what she was saying, he just stared at her and smiled.
Yun Qing sighed, stretched out her hand and patted him: "I'd better get you something to eat."
This time, she just found a reason to run out of Guiling Temple, to stay a little away from that unfathomable Jue Luan, and wait for his vigilance to fade away so that she can go back and settle the matter of the secret method of the soul. As for the rescue of the disaster victims, it can be said that she doesn't care at all. After all, for Yunqing, she only needs to have a relationship with these herdsmen, so that the person on the top of the cliff from Zizai is convinced that she has come here to help the victims. She doesn't want to take care of any other superfluous things.
So she handed over the child she picked up in the snow to the old woman who stopped her, even if the old man couldn't even support herself, even if the child would not live long at all.
Yun Qing walked on the snow, her brows were tinged with a cold chill, which looked very strange compared with the bright red clothes. She listened as she walked, following the animal smell in the air, she walked out of the pasture and went deep into the snowy wilderness.
A low-pitched howl came from the front, and the old Snow Wolf and Yun Qing confronted each other through the wind and snow. His eyes are completely different from those of human elders, there is no fatigue or aging, but full of vicious killing intent. His fur is a little bald, and his hind legs are still slightly lame, but his body is still strong, and his fangs are still sharp.
This is a kind of animal that is fighting from birth to death, and they must have had a hard time this winter.
"Are you hungry?" Yun Qing looked at it and chuckled, "Don't be afraid, you won't be hungry any longer."
Countless jade cones descended from the sky, and the white cones reflected the cold moonlight, piercing through the dark silver fur. The bones were shattered, the eye sockets were cracked, and the old soldier was nailed to death in mid-air while maintaining a flying posture.
The scarlet blood splashed on the snow, and Amang licked his lips.
"It's not very good, is it?" Yun Qing hesitated, "Besides, this one is older."
Aman touched his stomach.
"Go further and see if you can find vegetables buried in the snow." Yun Qing persuaded.
Amang was still rubbing his stomach, staring at the old wolf.
"up to you."
Yun Qing sighed, left such a sentence, and walked around the snow wolf's body.
Going further into the depths of the snow field, there is a large pack of snow wolves, not far from the water pasture. Normally, they wouldn't have traveled so far to trouble people, but it was too cold and they didn't have enough food, so they followed the crowd to the pasture, stealing some sheep from time to time.
Yun Qing saw a mighty and majestic alpha wolf among the wolves from a distance away. It was twice as big as the snow wolf just now, but the ferocity in its blue eyes was exactly the same. Presumably the old wolf was kicked out because of the new wolf king.
Yun Qing watched from a distance for a while, picked some saxifrage and walked back slowly.
Unexpectedly, when she returned to the place where she had just killed the old wolf, she did not see the large bloodstain. There was a bulging snowdrift on the ground, many jade cones were placed aside, and Amon was squatting on the edge of the snowdrift, laying the snow on it one by one.
He didn't eat the old wolf, instead he piled up a grave bag.
"Amang...?" Yun Qing was shocked, it seemed that it was the first time that Aman made his own decisions without her commanding.
No, it seems that it is not the first time when you think about it carefully. Whether it's escaping from the Hundred Thousand Mountains or finding a way out from the Shinto, these are all done by Aman himself. But the premise for him to do this is that Yun Qing is no longer able to guide him! Now Yun Qing is awake, but he just left for a while, and he has learned how to pile grave bags!
Aman yelled a few times, his face full of stupidity, not knowing why.
"Here, how about saxifrage?" Yun Qing suppressed the surprise in her heart, and handed the saxifrage in her hand to Aman.
The roots of the saxifrage grass are still stained with mud and dirty. This kind of grass is not considered food, but Amang never picks and eats anything that can be chewed, and occasionally even swallows the one that cannot be chewed.
Aman took the saxifrage and was about to stuff it into his mouth.
Yun Qing reached out to stop him, took back the saxifrage from his hand, and washed it with some snow water.
"Okay." Yun Qing returned the washed saxifrage to him, and Amang swallowed it without feeling bitter.
Yun Qing frowned, thinking that he didn't want to be wise just now, and she didn't know what this guy had learned when she kept him in Guiling Temple for a few days.
When he was in Guiling Temple, Yun Qing hid Aman in a square inch cup, but this was not a long-term solution. Although Amon is not a living thing, he is still a living thing and cannot stay for long. So Yun Qing found an opportunity to keep Amang under the Guiling Temple Mountain, and rarely cared about him on weekdays.
Digging graves and burying wolves is not difficult for ordinary people, but if Amon does this, it will be a big problem. It would be fine if he simply imitated, but if he really did it consciously, then he is likely to be spiritually enlightened.
As for Yun Qing, who had a twin life with him, if Amang had spiritual wisdom, he would not be able to keep his life.
Yun Qing felt a little uneasy, but she couldn't think of any good way to investigate for the time being, so she had to put the matter aside for the time being.
As she walked back, she tried to sort out the few things she had to do. First of all, the most important thing is naturally the idea of the concept of the lotus heart and the void. This classic is related to her life, and it is bound to be obtained. The second is to quickly disregard the relationship with the Seven Great Sacred Lands. It is best to leave this continent and find a quiet place to cultivate quietly. This is related to her path of cultivation, and it is also imperative.
After that, Amon's problem will be solved.
"Woohoo...!"
A hoarse voice came along the wind.
Yun Qing raised her head, and the place her mind glanced at was actually shrouded in a gray mist, and the brilliance of the stars and the moon could not be seen.
She turned her head, and in the snow not far behind her, a black figure was slowly crawling out.