The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the afterglow is gradually fading.
It's been a few days since the last snowstorm. The snow under the cliff has already melted clean, but halfway up the mountain is covered with a layer of silver clothing, which is scattered by the light at dusk, like a layer of red gauze.
When Zhong Shu came up, he saw Gu Zhao standing by the mountain road, looking down.
"Senior Brother Gu, the disciples who were just sent to Bukong Mountain have returned. Tianji Temple's rhetoric is the same as usual, saying that they have neither seen Shen Du nor saved him."
Taking a step forward and bowing again, Zhong Shu's voice contained a bit of confusion.
He is also a disciple of Pengshan, and he is Gu Zhao's junior brother.
It's just that the status of the two people is really different, saying that they are junior and junior, but even if the word "subordinate" is pressed, it is not an exaggeration.
After all, he is the first person in the new generation of Pengshan, and it is said that "the first fairy of Pengshan" is also.
In fact, Zhong Shu never felt that he could not be the "first fairy".
Looking at the figure standing on the rocks on the edge of the mountain road, you should be able to see a bit of elegance.
Dressed in a light blue shirt, he held a jade flute in his hand, and his long hair was tied up with a pear wood hairpin; the profile of his side face was like a graceful landscape, and his downward eyes contained vast smoke waves and thousands of miles of clouds.
Gu Zhao's facial features are extremely beautiful.
But when you see it for the first time, you don't feel it.
The first thing I can feel is the word "light". Calmness, indifference, indifference, even a kind of indifference and indifference far higher than the time, as if the moon came out of the Yaotai, leaving the sky with a fairy shadow.
Hearing Zhong Shu's voice, he didn't look back.
The man stood on the boulder, his eyes lifted from the mountainside that was still covered with remnant snow, and cast towards the boundless sky above his head, and vaguely saw a white shadow rushing like lightning.
So he laughed: "Tianji Zenyuan has never seen Shen Du or rescued Shen Du, but it doesn't mean that Shen Du is not in the empty mountain."
"Brother, what do you mean?"
Zhong Shu actually thought it was unlikely, because Shen Du's injury at the time was too serious, how could he still survive? But Gu Zhao said this, clearly as if he felt that Shen Du was not dead.
Gu Zhao's narrow eyes showed some clear wisdom, but he didn't answer the question. Instead, he asked indifferently, "I didn't see that Shanzai when I went there this time?"
"this… "
When he mentioned this, Zhong Shu felt a little annoyed. He was not a good-tempered person. From worshipping Pengshan to walking in the rivers and lakes, he has only served Gu Zhao for many years. .
"The acquaintance monk said, that Shanzai is practicing some kind of closed-mouth meditation, so he doesn't see outsiders."
"Shut up?"
The white shadow in the distance was already approaching, and it turned out to be a bird of quiet knowledge. Gu Zhao frowned slightly, not knowing whether it was because of the bird or because of what Zhong Shu said.
"There is such a big thing outside, but he is still focused on cultivation. If he doesn't leave the Thousand Buddhas Hall, there is no chance for others to take advantage of it."
Temple of Thousand Buddhas!
Zhong Shu's heart jumped, he quietly raised his head and glanced at his senior brother, and almost immediately wanted to ask: We have all found the descendants of Lou Dongwang, why don't we go directly to Tianji Temple to ask for the three volumes of the Buddha's collection, which is so expensive Inquiring about Shanzai, and inquiring about the Thousand Buddhas Hall
But when he saw those cold eyebrows, he didn't dare to ask.
Gu Zhao stopped talking, waved his hand and said: "Go ahead, pay more attention to the movements of other sects, especially the people sent from the demon road. It doesn't matter who is next to him, if that Pei Wuji appears, immediately Come and tell me."
"Yes."
Although it is said outside that Pei Wuji is a dog of Shen Du, and his cultivation base is not able to rank among the first-rate, but this man has a deep heart, like a wolf, a tiger and a leopard, and must not be underestimated.
Especially at this time.
Zhong Shu also knew the seriousness, and after answering, he backed away and went to inquire about the news of other sects.
Gu Zhao still stood there.
When Zhong Shu left Ying'er, the smile on his face that always made people feel like a spring breeze slowly disappeared, replaced by a kind of condensed icy cold.
He took out a short piece of incense from his sleeve, and he didn't ignite it, just put it in the palm of his hand and stretched it out. The cold wind blowing took away the scent that ordinary people could not smell, and circled towards the sky.
After a while, there was a clear sound in the air.
"Flickering", the snow-white Sense Bird landed on his arm, bowed its head and pecked at his palm, eating the short piece of Sense of Sense incense.
A thin bamboo tube is tied to the bird's leg.
Gu Zhao saw it at a glance.
He stretched out his hand to take it off, and after the Youshi Bird pecked the Youshi incense, he didn't let it go for the time being. He just opened the bamboo tube, took out the piece of paper wrapped in it and rolled it into a strip, and unfolded it to see.
Shen Du's hand, even in neat and teeny small script, could not hide the strong killing intent, and it appeared in front of him.
Word by word.
Gu Zhao finished reading it seriously, and finally looked at the last line of words that he proposed to write alone, but he couldn't help laughing. After laughing, I felt complicated again: "Shen Du..."
Ninety percent of the world is looking forward to his death.
But he didn't die.
Sometimes Gu Zhao felt that Shen Du's life was boring.
More than ten thousand people, ten thousand people reviled, even though he has been a Taoist master of demons for ten years, whether it is killing or fighting, he has never been so happy. Neither want the fame, nor the power.
In terms of hypocrisy, he is not even as good as one or two of his own.
Live too real.
Live to live.
So at the Nahong Sect banquet a month ago, for a moment, he actually felt that a walking corpse like Shen Du might feel more at ease when he died.
But still, he didn't die.
"But it's fine."
Gently pressing his fingers together, a faint smile appeared on Gu Zhao's lips.
"The heavens and the earth are kun, the light and the dark complement each other, the good and the evil complement each other..."
The snow-white secluded bird came and flew away.
When it came, it brought a letter; when it flew away, it took a letter with it.
The swift figure sank into the clouds once again, disappearing between the mountains.
Bukong Mountain is located in the mountains in the northern part of the Central Plains. It is not the highest one, but it is definitely the most unique one. It is rumored that there are fire veins at the foot of the mountain, which gathers the energy of the earth, so even the heavy snow in the middle of winter cannot accumulate on the mountain for a long time.
In the midst of fading, it is still a touch of dark green.
Bamboo sea under the mountain, blue waves rippling.
Shen Du held the scripture scroll in his hand and sat by the window. After counting the time, he knew that the monk was coming. It's just that he was too lazy to put away his sloppy attitude, so he could only look at the mountain road in front of him.
Sure enough, within a moment, Yue Bai's figure appeared on time.
"It's really fucking unstoppable..."
He scolded in a sloppy way, and he didn't bother to say hello to the monk now, he just watched the monk approach, then watched him come in and put down the porridge and vegetables, and then left with the food box.
Eyebrows lowered.
From the beginning to the end, Shen Duo didn't even look at him.
It looked as if the big living person sitting on the window edge did not exist at all, and he did not see it at all.
Shen Duan laughed.
As soon as the person left, he threw the scripture back on the desk, blew on the slightly hot porridge, drank it in two or three times, and then followed out.
The injury has completely healed, and the skill has returned a lot.
At this time, let alone the Tianji Temple, he dared to go to the Longtan Tiger Cave.
The ghost bird has already gone out, and he still doesn't know when Gu Zhao will receive the letter and when he will reply; it should have been seven days before the backlash broke out, but the previous signs were more than three days in advance, which made him vigilant. .
The omen is three days in advance, and if the backlash is also three days in advance, then there will be only four days left for him.
Gotta hurry up.
From the few words I heard last time at the Thousand Buddhas Hall, it can be judged that the hypocrites of Gu Zhao and Zhengdao, this time to hunt him down to Tianji Temple, actually did not mean to drink.
Everyone's purpose is to lay on those three volumes of Buddha Treasures.
Now he has the right time and place, as long as he can successfully steal this thing, then in this recent intrigue, he will still be the biggest winner!
"Hula."
The cold wind is blowing, and the clothes are hunting!
Sneaking in the dark night, Shen Du quickly followed in the footsteps of the monks, passed through the large formation at the foot of the mountain, and passed the strange stone formation, and once again saw the magnificent and quiet area. zen house.
Because he had already come in last time, this time, he no longer just followed in the footsteps of the monk, but turned around halfway and looked in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion first.
That's where the monks carried the scriptures that day.
Shen Du had suspected before that because of the recent tense situation, the Tianji Temple might move the three volumes of the Buddha's possession.
Just before he even got close to the huge pavilion, he saw two old monks standing on the front steps, wearing cassocks, standing opposite each other, as if they were talking.
This is clearly the dress of the eminent monks in the courtyard!
Shen Du was shocked. Although he believed that he had recovered 70% of his skill, he didn't have the courage to show traces in front of the two eminent monks, so he simply waited in the dark.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, the two old bald donkeys did not leave.
Not only did he not leave, he also went in.
One person disappeared in the door of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion behind the previous one. The footsteps seemed a little heavy, and Shen Du's heart sank: With these two people, it seems that it is impossible for him to sneak into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion today.
After thinking for a moment, he decisively changed his goal.
It is difficult to explore the Sutra Pavilion today, so it is better to go back and look at the Thousand Buddhas Hall.
That day he sneaked into the temple and saw the box, especially the string of Buddha beads in the box that he put back, which always made him brooding.
Just because that string of beads is too light.
Shen Du only reacted after he went back.
Looking at the surface material, it is a bunch of agarwood, and the feeling of starting is also heavy. But compared to that quality agarwood, it's not heavy enough!
There must be some kind of secret hidden here.
So, after making up his mind, he adjusted his direction, looked around, and saw the Thousand Buddha Hall not far behind.
The Thousand Buddha Hall tonight is very dark.
nobody.
Not even lights. It was pitch black, the moon did not come out outside, and the thousands of Buddha statues on the walls could not be seen clearly, only the sandalwood scent that made people feel solemn and solemn was still strong.
"Is this really the Temple of Thousand Buddhas?"
After Shen Duqian came here, he felt a little incomprehensible. The last time he came here, his guard was loose. But after all, there are still figures, and now there are no ghosts in this hall.
"Could it be that the three volumes of the Buddha's collection are indeed no longer in the temple?"
Recalling that the last time he came here, he saw those monks, including the mute monk, all moving the scriptures in this temple to the Tibetan scriptures pavilion, and he slowly frowned.
People were hiding in the shadows outside the hall, and Shen Du waited for a long time.
He started the Liuhe Divine Art, and while restraining his breathing and movement, he also raised his five senses to the extreme, allowing him to use his greatest perception to perceive the situation in the temple.
After all, it is the Thousand Buddhas Hall, so I don’t dare to care about it.
The hall was very quiet.
No voice was spoken, no breathing was heard, not even the sound of lights burning, because the lamps in the temple were dimmed.
Only the wind blows through the window lattice, blowing the old window paper, whining.
nobody.
It only took Shen Du a moment to decide.
But he still didn't go in, but waited outside for a long time, and looked into the distance, only to find that no one was walking here, and then he turned into a phantom and sneaked in quietly.
Entering the front hall, going back and forth from the incense table of the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni, is the rear hall.
Shen Du's footsteps were very light, his breathing was almost inaudible, and he looked very cautious. But in fact, his guard has been put down a little, and his attitude can be regarded as calm.
After all, this is the second time I have come here, so I am not unfamiliar, and there is no one inside.
Unexpectedly, the moment when he bypassed the Buddha statue and stepped into the apse of the lightning bolt!
A strong palm wind came suddenly!
In the darkness where you can't see five fingers, a tense and oppressive force burst out, skyrocketing in silence, and bursting in silence!
violent!
bold!
No murderous intent, but strong and domineering!
At this moment, Shen Du's scalp exploded, and almost subconsciously, he was about to shout in surprise, but in a flash, he woke up again, and swallowed the "who" abruptly!
In the fright, I only had time to slap the palm of my hand in a hurry!
"boom!"
The Liuhe Divine Art erupted violently, and the violent palm force surged instantly, and it was printed together with the palm stretched out in the darkness!