Liang Chi and Su Yanjun hurried down the mountain and returned to the medicine hall. They asked about Mu Xiyuan, and the medicine hall disciple reported that Brother Mu left the door early in the morning and never came back. The two hurried to the west of the city again, went up the mountain to search again, but no matter how much they searched, they still couldn't see anyone, and even the maze they encountered yesterday disappeared completely.
Based on their impressions, the two carefully searched the road they walked yesterday twice, but still found nothing, so they had to go back to the medicine hall first.
Shantang.
Gu Qingqiao sat on the tea stand and took the tea bowl handed over by the proprietress herself with a smile. For the third time, he declined the matchmaking request of Aunt Wang at the next table. He seemed to have nothing to do, but Yu Guang kept staring at the door of Shantang.
A middle-aged man walked out of the door, it was Zhang San, the gatekeeper of Shantang. He has a long, thin face, a grayish-yellow complexion, and his clothes are decent, but they are wrinkled and have not been washed for a few days.
Gu Qingqiao has been staring at him for a few days. This picture is idle for three days. He wakes up at noon and eats some food and then plunges into the casino. In the evening, he leaves the casino and goes to get drunk, but he doesn't know where his daily money comes from.
It was strange today, Zhang San did not go straight to the casino, but went to the city gate and strolled in the alley beside the city gate.
Guqing Bridge followed in the distance.
A chubby little boy, holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, hopped past the alley, not knowing what had fallen, the child stopped and bent over to pick it up. Zhang San leaned forward and said, "This little boy, may I ask how to get to Zhangjiaxiang?"
The child frowned and looked at him defensively: "I don't know!"
Zhang San rolled his eyes, pretended to be angry and said, "Which family's child are you, and you don't want to tell me if your uncle asks for directions?"
The child was frightened, and hurriedly took a step back, took a stubby calf, turned around and ran.
Zhang San immediately got up and tried to chase, but there was a loud shout from the street: "Zheng Xiaobao, where are you going!" Zhang San staggered back three steps in fright.
A fat woman rushed over and slapped the fat boy on the head: "Let you run, let you run, is it easy for my mother to take you? Be careful of being caught by traffickers and stew your fat. Eat!" After saying that, grabbing Zheng Xiaobao's arm, he half-dragged and walked away.
Zhang San turned his head angrily and walked back to the alley.
Gu Qingqiao's heart moved, and he went to a ready-to-wear store and bought a set of children's clothes. When he went out, Zhang San was still squatting in the alley.
Quietly walking into an unoccupied corner, Gu Qingqiao took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve. It was a bottle of transformed water that was taken out of Zhang Jinjin's inventory when he was pretending to be a medicine dealer.
After a while, a six or seven-year-old doll walked out of the corner and walked past Zhang San looking around.
"Hey, little boy," Zhang San stopped him, "May I ask how to get to Zhangjiaxiang?"
The child looked frightened: "I don't know, I've only been in the city for a day since Daddy came to do business."
Zhang San seemed to be relieved, looked left and right in the empty alley, the smile on his face seemed a little sincere, and said softly: "Oh, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, uncle is not a bad person, then you take me to you Where to live, let me ask someone else."
"Okay!" With an innocent smile on the baby's face, she turned and walked out of the alley.
One step, two steps, three steps, and sure enough, the palm wind hit, and the back of the neck was heavily slashed by the hand knife. The child's body softened and fell to the ground, but was immediately picked up by someone. He was then sacked and stuffed into an ox cart full of goods.
In the dark, Gu Qingqiao carefully raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck, closing his eyes and resting.
Mu Xiyuan, who was in front of the pill furnace, was still immersed in his memories.
Happy days are always fleeting, as if snow was still accumulating on Tianliang Peak yesterday. One evening, at the end of the day's homework, Mu Xiyun went to the dining hall to get food for two people, and walked quickly to the back mountain of Tianji Peak.
Under the plum tree, Guqing Bridge is leaning against the trunk, looking down the mountain.
Here's what they stumbled upon while chasing a hare one day.
I don't know how many years this plum tree has been growing on the back mountain of Tianji Peak. Under the spring breeze in March, the canopy of the tree is like a canopy. Sitting under the tree, looking into the distance, you can just see the Baishui River winding through the mountain.
Mu Xiyun sat side by side with him under the tree and handed Gu Qingqiao a steamed bun. Gu Qingqiao took the steamed bun and held it in his hand, but his eyes kept staring at the sparkling light on the river. After a while of silence, he said, "A Yun, I heard a story when I was a child."
"Huh?" Mu Xiyun looked at him with the steamed bun in her mouth.
Gu Qingqiao glanced at him, then turned to look into the distance.
"In the story, Ananda said to the Buddha: I fell in love with a woman.
The Buddha asked Ananda: How much do you like this woman
Ananda said, "I would like to be transformed into a stone bridge and be exposed to the wind for five hundred years, the sun for five hundred years, and the rain for five hundred years. I just ask her to pass over the bridge. "
Mu Xiyun looked up at him: "This story is fake."
"Well, I know." Gu Qingqiao turned back and chuckled, "But I believe that there are such people in the world."
The sun is about to fall under the distant mountains, a crimson sunset glows in the sky, the young man's face is reddened by the sunset glow, and in Gu Qingqiao's eyes, accompanied by the warm light of the setting sun, the figure of Mu Xiyun is clearly printed...
Suddenly, the sky was completely dark, and the sunset turned into dim candles by the table. Mu Xiyuan pushed open the door of the master's room, but saw the figure that appeared in his memories countless times, and slammed a short sword into Li Yao. heart.
Intense pain swept through like a storm, and all the sweet memories, like fragile china, shattered in the wind and rain.
The woman in red raised the sharp knife in her hand, and stabbed it fiercely at Mu Xiyun's chest.
"Stop! Cough, Hongyu, what are you doing!"
An angry shout came from behind, but he was out of breath, followed by a violent cough.
The woman who was called Hongyu was shocked, but it was too late to withdraw her strength, and the sharp knife under her hand was still slashing like a shooting star.
The point of the knife pierced through the clothes and cut through the skin.
Suddenly, a bright light flashed from Mu Xiyun's heart, and the tip of the knife slowed down.
This moment is enough.
The moment the white light was released, Mu Xiyun heard Huang Zhong Dalu, and his mind became clear. The pain of the sharp knife cutting into the skin came, and the left side of the body had instinctively dodged to the back.
Before he could draw his sword, Mu Xiyuan slapped a palm immediately after a flash. The woman holding the knife had already used up her strength and could not retreat in time. While the tip of the knife slashed through Mu Xiyun's shirt, her body was still pounced forward. She was slapped on the shoulder by Mu Xiyun and flew out sideways.
As soon as Mu Xiyuan's palm came out, the Chixia Sword was immediately unsheathed, and like a meteor chasing the moon, it caught up with the woman who was shot. In an instant, the blade was already across her neck.
"The Immortal Master is merciful!"
Mu Xiyun turned around. A young man in white was staggering over. The young man was tall and handsome, with a handsome face. The most conspicuous thing was his long silver hair, which was draped over his shoulders. It's a pity that this person is gray and pale, and his face is sick, but he can still imagine how suave and romantic he will be if he is healthy.
When Hongyu saw the person coming, her eyes suddenly turned red.
The silver-haired youth took a few steps closer, but suddenly stopped. He looked at Mu Xiyuan carefully, and hesitantly said, "Little benefactor?"
Hearing this title, Mu Xiyun couldn't help but glance at the young man more, and recalled his memory, "Are you a silver fox?"
This person is the fox demon who gained the Tao a hundred years ago but disappeared more than fifty years ago.
Mu Xiyuan raised her eyebrows coldly, and her voice was like frost in an autumn night: "Back then, you fell in love with a woman in the world, but that woman died. But thinking of you was unintentional, and he made a solemn oath that he would never have anything to do with human beings. Any harm, I Gu… Senior Brother will let you go. Now, how do you explain it?" Mu Xiyuan looked around the cave, pointing to the pill furnace and the herbs beside it.
Only then did the silver fox see the white snake grass and scattered flowers on the side, and he understood everything after hundreds of years of cultivation. My heart was cold, and a violent cough surged up, and the cough suddenly became dark. When he finally calmed down, his sleeves were stained with blood.
Silver Fox raised her reddish eyes and looked at the girl with despair in her eyes: "Hongyu, is this true?"
"I, I," Hong Yu's tears fell like rain, and she was about to pounce on the silver fox, ignoring the sharp sword on the side of her neck.
Mu Xiyun hurriedly deflected the sword's edge, saw her pounce on Yinhu's side, supported him and shouted, "You don't want to die, I don't want you to die!"
Yinhu raised his hand to wipe away the girl's tears, and said solemnly: "If I die, you will be sad, but those who were killed by you also have relatives, have you ever thought that those people will be just like you? Heartache." Hongyu raised her ignorant eyes and looked at him with tears.
Mu Xiyun watched with a cold eye, this little fox called Hongyu was afraid that he had just taken human form, and he was still only instinctive when dealing with everything around him.
"I'm a guilt person, and there are obstacles that I can't overcome on the way of cultivation, and I'm destined to atone for my sins with my life. You are born with a spirit, you can become a human in less than fifty years, and you can become a big demon in the future. ." A gentle smile appeared on Yinhu's face, "I'm just a passer-by in your life..."
"No, I don't want to be a big demon, I just want you." Hong Yu's tears fell on the hands of the two of them like pearls with a broken thread.
"Little benefactor," Yinhu raised his head: "I was injured, and Hongyu made a big mistake because she wanted to make medicine for me. I would like to bear all the guilt on her behalf. Let me bear all the guilt. "
Mu Xiyun shook his head and said coldly, "Everything has its own cause and effect. If you can replace each other as you said, where would there be a cycle of heaven and justice in the world? Although she said she was trying to save you, her methods were cruel and should not be forgiven lightly. After he finished speaking, he pointed at Hongyu with his long sword: "Follow me back to Moyun Mountain, Xianmen will decide."
According to the rules of Xianmen, if you encounter a demon who has committed a murder, the disciple does not need to report to the teacher and deal with it by himself. In the previous life of Mu Xiyuan, he subdued demons in the human world, and he also dealt with many incidents of demons hurting people. Now, firstly, Evian and Qingxi town yamen need to be explained, and secondly, it is because of the poorness of these two demons that Yinhu does not want to let Yinhu see his lover die tragically on the spot, so he proposes to bring Hongyu back to the mountain to be convicted.
Yinhu looked at Mu Xiyuan helplessly, his eyes darkened, as if he had accepted the reality. He helped Hongyu to stand up slowly, straightened the front of his clothes, and saluted Mu Xiyuan with difficulty, and said, "I'm up because of me at this time, and I'll go with you."
Hongyu was about to say something, but was suddenly pushed out by Yinhu. She staggered a few steps and turned around, only to see that Yinhu and Mu Xiyuan were already fighting together. Silver Fox's fingernails skyrocketed, as if wearing two pairs of steel claws. Under the instillation of demon power, it actually glowed with silver light. It was extremely fast to poke, pick, scratch, and poke. He suppressed Mu Xiyun's long sword on the spot.
When Mu Xiyuan was attacked by the fox demon, he didn't panic. Seeing the move, the spiritual power was instilled on the sword. Every time he blocked a move, a bit of sword energy was released, and before he knew it, an invisible net had been woven.
The silver fox was already weak, and he only relied on the temporary strong luck to attack, and it couldn't last for a long time. After a while, the movement slowed down. With this change, Mu Xiyun's sword light skyrocketed, the fine sword net shrank away, turned into a shock, and rushed towards the silver fox.
Suddenly, the red shadow flashed, and Hongyu went back and forth, trying to block in front of Yinhu, but Yinhu instantly raised his hand and pushed her to the left.
Chixia slammed into the silver fox's shoulder with a puff, blood splashing everywhere. However, he used his demonic power and pressed his shoulder bone against the tip of the sword. The two of them collided with each other's spiritual powers, and a white light burst forth. The silver fox was about to sacrifice all the demonic power that was left in his body, fighting for the death of the fish and the net.
Mu Xiyun frowned and shouted, "Nie Barrier! She kills and digs her heart, and her inner demon has become a reality. Even if she escapes today, she will be attacked on the way to practice in the future. Don't be obsessed!"
Yinhu looked at Hongyu, and a line of clear tears slid down his face, but he continued to stimulate the demon power.
Hongyu only paid attention to Silver Fox when he appeared. From being pushed out to fighting between the two, it was only between lightning and flint. Only at this moment did she understand what Mu Xiyun said, and she was shocked. He rushed over and shouted in panic: "Xianjun, I didn't kill anyone!"
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The author has something to say:
small theater:
Gu Qingqiao: I'm finally here, happy!
Author: Oh, Gu is six years old.
Gu Qingqiao: You wait for me!
The five-hundred-year story of Ananda's incarnation as a stone bridge comes from Baidu. I don't know if this is said in Buddhist scriptures, but it is indeed the original intention of this article.