At this hour, the snow on the road melted away, and the road was a little wet, even muddy.
The monk has disappeared.
But Shen Du still looked very relaxed. After recovering one third of his internal strength, he was like a prisoner who had thrown off his heavy shackles, as light as a leaf and a cloud.
The feet did not touch the ground, and they passed by erratically.
In the past few days, it's not that he hasn't walked in this direction and looked at it, but at that time, one of the injuries was not fully healed, and the other was not recovered, so he had no courage in the end.
If there is no one above it, that's fine. Once someone finds out, won't they dig their own grave
But today is different.
Whether it’s counting the time or the cultivation base, you should go in and take a look.
As the saying goes, thieves don't get away.
Shen Du is not a thief, but he is also a big devil. Together with Gu Zhao, he coveted the three volumes of Buddhist treasures stored in the Tianji Temple.
Now that such a great opportunity has been hit on the head, those who do not seize it are all fools.
The three volumes of the Buddha's possessions record the subtleties of the world's martial arts. Maybe there is a backlash that can restrain his six-harmony magic art
Ten days have passed, and the next attack is only 16 days away.
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if there is nothing inside, he still has to go up and take a look at this Tianji Temple.
First, see if you can detect the news outside, and make first-hand preparations;
Second, if he can't leave this place smoothly by then, and he can't find a way to restrain Liuhe Divine Art, he must find someone to use it.
Therefore, he has to see this trip.
Shen Du had a good plan in his heart, and he was rarely cautious in his actions.
Although the bald donkey lost its shadow, he was not afraid.
After the recovery of the skill, the ability to listen to the voice and defend the position will naturally return, and I am not afraid of losing it. After going up the mountain road, follow the mountain road all the way up.
In the mountains in the middle of winter, there is no sound of birds and insects, only the sound of snow flowing in the forest.
The footsteps of the monks were a little further away.
Shen Du listened, only discerning the direction, and jumped in the forest. According to his calculation, he could keep up with the effort of 20 breaths.
Unexpectedly, after twenty breaths were counted, he listened intently and felt that the footsteps were still far away!
"Damn it?"
The figure in the rush suddenly stopped. He held a vigorous ancient pine tree in his hand, and fell between the branches in surprise.
A squirrel above was frightened and jumped away, and the fat body swayed deftly and disappeared.
Looking around, the surroundings were silent.
When he came, the winding mountain road had been hidden between dense pine forests, and at the foot of the mountain was the sea of bamboo.
In the distance, the mountains were vague, and because the weather was good, it looked a little different from what he saw when he fled for his life.
But near...
Shen Du looked towards the forest.
The mountain roads below are all paved with stones. It can be seen that it has been a long time, and a lot of moss has grown around each stone. Only the middle part is a bit smooth due to frequent people walking.
Bends are rugged, high and low.
At first glance, it seems to be no different from an ordinary mountain road.
"But what do I think, I've walked past this place just now..."
The two eyebrows were deeply furrowed, the tip of the brow was tinged with a three-point coldness, and the bottom of the eyes condensed a bit of evil spirit. Shen Du's eyes fell on the two wild spring orchids next to the mountain road, thoughtful.
He didn't believe in evil for a while, he regained his breath, Ying Shou moved, and followed the footsteps of the monk he heard next to his ear.
This time, he was much more careful than before.
Just now, he just followed the sound and didn't look at the road; this time he looked carefully at the road in front of him, for fear of missing something.
But after twenty breaths were counted, his heart froze.
It felt like someone was pouring cold water from head to toe!
The ancient pine that settled down was still the same one, but the fat squirrel was gone. Looking back, it was still the sea of bamboos. Looking forward, it was still the same mountain road.
even scarier...
These are the two small spring orchids next to the mountain road. The light green orchid calyx is like jasper. It has just unfolded, and even the curled posture is exactly the same!
He went around in a circle, and after twenty breaths passed, he actually returned to the same place!
When the unarmed people in the folk encounter this situation, they basically call it "ghost hitting the wall", but when a person like Shen Du encounters this, there is only one thought in his mind—
array.
Qimen gossip has always been wonderful, and it has been spread outrageously. With a few stones, an ecstasy formation can be created, trapping people in it.
The person who is best at formations in the arena is Xuan Hesheng, the youngest owner of the "Eight Arrays". It is rumored that a series of large arrays has been set up downstairs in the Eight Arrays, and hero posts are widely distributed, inviting the world's capable people to enter.
Anyone who can break it will be given 10,000 gold and a lucky weapon.
Ten thousand gold is worth nothing, the magic weapon of Fortune Lu has always been built by Li Yan, the first swordsmith in the rivers and lakes. But once it is released, it will definitely attract the world's heroes to compete.
Pei Wuji's woundless knife was forged by Li Yan in his early years.
But after that, the old man felt that the sword was not good, so he made a sword instead.
Therefore, it is easy to get all gold, but hard to find magic weapons.
As soon as the hero post came out, who could not be moved by people with lofty ideals in the world
But it's just a formation, what can't come out
Many people thought so at the time.
With the yearning for wealth and magical weapons, countless unknown or famous people in the arena all rushed to the Eight Arrays, hoping to become famous in the first battle.
Unexpectedly, the battle to become famous was true, but it was them who became famous, but Xuan Hesheng, the new owner who set up this battle, became famous.
There are thousands of heroes in the rivers and lakes, and there are countless old and cunning people, and no one can get out of this battle!
From then on, the world only recognized him, Xuan Hesheng, as the owner of the Eight Arrays.
The technique of Qimen Dunjia has also been passed down by people to be magical, even if it has not reached the elegant hall, it is not far away.
It was a big deal back then.
It was just that Shen Du Liuhe Shenjue Xiaocheng had just made an appointment with Gu Zhao for a battle and went south; after returning, because Pei Wuji arrested the white bone medicine doctor Ni Qianqian and caused a disturbance, he did not go to join in the fun.
But he heard a few interesting things afterwards.
It is said that 30 days after the formation of the Eight Array Tulou, the heroes of the world will not be able to break through the formation, and no one will even dare to enter the formation to test.
Xuan Hesheng stood at the top of the building, only smiled and shook his head.
Xiang Zuoyun said: "It's a pity. The demon Taoist Lord Shen will not come, otherwise you can try this array to be really powerful."
Then waited seven days.
Shen Du didn't go.
Only then did Xuan Hesheng order people to withdraw the formation. But this leaves a legend in the rivers and lakes that "Xuan Hesheng arrogantly provokes Shen Du, the great demon of the demon Dao".
Of course, this is what others say.
Shen Du didn't think so.
He has never come into contact with Xuan Hesheng, but from Pei Wuji's few comments, he can tell that although this person is incompetent and inconvenient, he does have some real materials.
Or fear, it is not arrogance, nor is it provocative, but a kind of loneliness that looks at the invincible hand in the world.
Of course, it could also be that this person has something wrong with his brain.
Anyway, Shen Du started to know the depth of the dot matrix method from that time.
But after all, he didn't follow this path, and he didn't study it deeply. He seldom came into contact with the Eight Diagrams, let alone the famous Xuan Hesheng.
Now that I found myself going around in circles, I naturally thought of this stubble right away.
"There's nothing wrong with Tianji Chanyuan, and the back mountain has created a formation to cover it?"
Really pissed off.
Shen Du couldn't believe that the world-renowned Tianji Temple was so stingy, and he couldn't believe that when he was preparing to investigate, he bumped into such a hard wall.
The word "fuck" popped out of his mouth.
"This is good. Listening to the debate is not very useful."
He murmured and forced himself to calm down and listen. Where could he hear the slightest footsteps belonging to the monk
I am afraid that during the time he was being played by the formation, he had already gone far.
On the contrary, there were faint voices coming from farther away.
It sounded like two little novice monks who were not very senior.
"Hey, I didn't understand what Senior Brother Shanming taught yesterday. How do you do your homework today?"
"me too… "
"It's better Senior Brother Shanzai, but unfortunately I don't teach the scriptures anymore."
"When I was in the evening class that day, I heard Master and the others mentioned it, and they said that the cultivation is almost complete. After all, not teaching the scriptures is not a big deal, but there are many things outside, and people always need to take care of them."
"Eh? Outside?"
"Well, you really only recite sutras. It's spread in the courtyard, and a fight between right and wrong was fought a while ago, and a big devil named Shen has disappeared. People outside are talking nonsense, saying that he escaped to us. already."
…
Intermittent, and soon followed by footsteps of varying severity.
Standing on the branch of the old pine tree, Shen Duren was a little stunned for a while: The big devil surnamed Shen has disappeared...
laugh.
The outsiders are not fooling around. He did escape to the Tianji Temple, but no one knew that he was rescued by a dumb monk.
However, listening to the meaning of these two little novices, Tianji Temple did not know that the monk named Wuyan saved him, otherwise he would not think that the outsiders were "nonsense".
That is to say...
It's true that this bald donkey isn't likable, but he hasn't mentioned his existence to anyone else, so it's a secret.
But this is interesting.
There are rumors in Tianji Temple that a big devil named Shen has disappeared. Does this monk really know his identity
"What a bald donkey."
It made him a little incomprehensible.
The more he thought about it, the more amazing it became, Shen Du suddenly forgot the anger that was stopped halfway by the formation, and pulled the corner of his lips into a smile.
With the formation method, he is not at all clueless.
It's just that the formation of Tianji Temple is very clever, and it is not something he can handle with half a bucket of water. If you want to pass, just "hard break" is the word.
How dare Shen Du dare
Hearing the voices of the two little novices just now, you can tell that there is no one around, and if you break in hard, the Tianji Temple will be disturbed.
So after thinking about it, I can only go back.
Fortunately, this formation is also strange. If you want to go up and in, and go further, you will be hit by a ghost. But once you want to go back, it will go smoothly, and you will go down the mountain after a while.
When An Ranran stood at the end of the mountain road, and then looked back at the seemingly peaceful mountain forest and the Tianji Temple, which seemed to be within reach, Shen Du suddenly felt a little scared.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore."
In my mind, this verse, which I read from the scriptures on the bamboo house bookshelf two days ago, popped up at once, inexplicably merged with the current scene.
There was a chill behind him.
After looking at it for a while, I felt that the Tianji Temple on the top of the mountain had a dash of deep color.
I thought about it for a moment, but temporarily pressed the idea of exploring again.
It's impossible to push yourself hard.
But it would be much easier if you waited for the monk to come back to the mountain in the evening and follow closely to see how he was going.
Haven't eaten pork, haven't seen a pig run yet
Shen Du walked back angrily. He had just recovered his skills, and after meditating for half an hour, he couldn't sit still very well.
He turned over the scriptures on the monk's bookshelf again.
When the sun was slanting outside again, and the golden and red afterglow outside the window shone on the sentence "All Dharma is Buddha Dharma" in the Diamond Sutra, he stared for a moment, looked up at the sky, put down the scriptures, and walked out of the bamboo hut.
At this hour, the monk should come.
He still wanted to sit under the eaves, go up the steps, etc. as usual, just like at noon, but as soon as he came out, he caught a glimpse of the chopstick he threw down under the steps.
Bamboo chopsticks, slanted on the ground, stained with mud.
But what attracted his attention was not the chopsticks themselves, but the little things around the bottom.
Ant.
It was probably after the snow had passed, and the snow water had also drained away, and they all crawled out from under the fallen leaves and from the cave.
This chopstick was used by Shen Du to cross the sauce elbow at noon. When he threw it out, it hadn't been wiped clean, and it was still wrapped in a layer of oily sauce.
Even if it was planted upside down in the mud, a part of it was exposed.
At this moment, the nearby ants lined up one by one, forming a thin black line, entrenched at the bottom of the bamboo chopsticks.
They are trying to move the "behemoth".
But obviously it couldn't, so he gathered a small lump of dregs and mud from the surrounding area to bury the bottom of the bamboo chopsticks as a reserve.
Shen Du sat down on the steps and watched for a while, and felt amused when he saw that they had piled up for a long time before burying the bottom third of the sauce-stained chopsticks.
A bunch of stupid little things...
He lowered his eyes, pulled the corner of his lips, and pulled out the bamboo chopsticks. The fine dregs and dirt piled up around them all "collapsed" all of a sudden.
To man, it is but a tiny pinch of soil;
For these ants, it was a whole afternoon of hard work.
In an instant, it collapsed.
All the little ants fled in a hurry, unable to care about anything.
As for the ones that were originally on the bamboo chopsticks, some ran away like flies without their heads; some stopped in a small place at the top and wandered, neither up nor down.
One of them stopped tremblingly at the top.
Shen Du lifted the bamboo chopsticks and looked at it, only to feel that this little thing was uneasy, lingering, hesitating, and it was ridiculous and pitiful.
"If I were you, I would leap..."
You may not die if you jump, but stay on this "cliff"...
With his slender fingers, he gently turned the bamboo chopsticks, but his thoughts suddenly returned to the time when he was forced into that desperate situation.
How similar is it to this ant
It's a pity that this little ant is not transparent enough.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.
"You're still not fit to live in this world."
After staring at the little ant for a long time, Shen Du muttered in a low voice, as if he sighed faintly, then lowered his fingers, and gently touched the bamboo chopsticks to the muddy ground.
The little ant was on the tip of the bamboo chopsticks, how could it be avoided
The moment the bamboo chopsticks touched the ground, its dust-like body was pressed into it, and in a trance, it seemed that a crisp cracking sound could be heard.
Shen Du thought it was an illusion.
How can such a small ant make such a clear sound
However, this thought passed through his mind, and he realized that it was wrong.
Maybe the sun is going down.
It's a little cold around.
In the drowsy twilight, Shen Du slowly raised his head, and then saw the monk standing five steps away in front of him.
I don't know when he came, but he didn't notice it.
It was still the robe and the string of beads.
The Buddha bead was pinched tightly in the left palm, shaking slightly, casting a trembling shadow on the steps; the food box was held in the right hand, but the handle wrapped in bamboo strips had been broken.
A few of the sharp bamboo thorns pierced into the monk's palm, and a trace of blood dripped open.
The jade face is like ice sculptures and snow carvings, and the sense of cleanliness is gradually fading.
The corners of Su Ri's lips with a slight smile have been straightened, and the two lips are pressed together tightly, and there is an indescribable solemnity.
The monk's eyes also revealed a strangeness that Shen Du had never seen before.
Such a posture, and this feeling of being all over the body...
Needless to say, Shen Du knew it.
His finger was still pointing at the bamboo chopstick, the tip of the bamboo chopstick was still pressing against the tiny ant, and the ant's body sank in that tiny piece of mud.
For humans, this little piece of mud can't stop anything; but for ants, this little piece of "muddy" is enough to kill it.
Shen Du lowered his eyes again and glanced at it.
At the top of the bamboo chopsticks, there are still two short and thin tentacles moving.
For a moment, he wanted to let go.
But for some unknown reason, the monk's gaze flashed back in front of his eyes and burned into the bottom of his heart, inexplicably arousing the deep hostility in his bones.
The fingers that were about to be loosened suddenly tightened.
Shen Du had no expression on his face, and with a little force, he used the bamboo chopsticks that the monk had brought him to eat to crush the struggling ant.
"Snapped."
Then he gently let go, letting the bamboo chopsticks fall down.
As if nothing had happened, he raised his head and looked at the monk, as if he didn't see his unsightly face and bloody palms, and said with a smile, "Wait for a while. What are you going to eat tonight?"