Chapter 150 Young love words, vague old people come

If it is in the middle soil, it should be late autumn and winter at this time. However, in the southern barbarians, although there is always a thin layer of fog floating in the sky, which makes the distant and clear sky a little gloomy and sad, the four seasons are always like summer, with green mountains and rivers, and deep bamboo and green grass. Because of the lush trees covering the sky and the sun, the heat has faded to nothing, just like a summer manor, locking the coolness in eternity.

It has been three or four months since Xue Qianwu left the capital. These days, whether it is long or short, how many things will happen. The bodies of the sage king Zhao Yu and Qin Yanhui have been surpassed, and the ashes have been combined into one. They are in the glazed cup by the lotus pool in the Shimeng Temple. As for why the couple's bodies were excavated from the grave on that day, it is still an unsolved mystery, just like the nameless baby Zhongshi, why they were moved after an inexplicable night, and there was a strange snake protector beside them. After being taken in by Jiangzhu, they turned into a goddess Lin Xueyin and so on. These are all mysterious and unpredictable.

Xue Qianwu, with a tangible shadow, is heartless, like draining his spirit and dodging in the strange terrain of Jiulian Foxin Mountain. His inertia is average, following the footsteps of Zhen Yudun's brother and sister.

At this time, the two children, Zhen and Lin, were attacked by Mafengwo and fell straight down the waterfall into Jingjian Lake. Xue Qianwu, like an empty shell, couldn't avoid it. There were a lot of swelling on her forehead and neck. Fortunately, she didn't feel pain. Instead, Lin Xueyin, who was tightly protected in his arms by Zhen Yu Dun, suffered all the suffering and pain of Xue Qianwu. His whole head was soar that he could not even distinguish between east, west, north and south. His mouth made a whining sound, and the sound of waterfall splashing rocks, which was miserable.

It was not until Xue Qianwu was stupid and unconscious that he jumped into the Mirror Lake that Lin Xue's pain was washed away.

In terms of a single person, Zhen Yu Dun is good at watering, Xue Qianwu is not a dry duck, and Lin Xueyin also has the ability to take a bath with bamboo. But this time it was not the same. He fell down the cliff into the lake. The center of gravity was unstable and unprepared. He fell into the bitter cold water, floating and sinking, and choking.

I don't know how long it took, and Zhen Shimeng and Lin Jiangzhu felt ominous. When they hurried to the bottom of the peak, Zhen Yu Dun was struggling drowsy in the water with Lin Xueyin in his arms. When the two disciples climbed ashore, Lin Jiangzhu looked at their wet appearance, and their eyes immediately turned red. Zhen Shimeng said "Sister, don't cry" in a hurry, and then took Lin Xueyin from Zhen Yudun's arms. Looking at his face, he was pale and inactive after drowning, touched his nose, and his breath was gone.

At that time, his look changed. Seeing this scene, Lin Jiangzhu, who knew the result, had a tear in his eyes, and couldn't help falling down together. The crystal was like dew, dripping on Lin Xue's immature face.

Zhen Shimeng's body trembled, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground. Perhaps if she shed tears for him in her previous life, she would never see a drop of her tears in this life.

Zhen Yudun looked at his "little sister" with stiff eyes and a stunned expression. There was no reaction, but the sadness was empty. The person who was still alive just now and promised him a beautiful kiss suddenly went like this.

The four masters and apprentices, except for Lin Xueyin, who had returned, were speechless. Surrounded by the barren silence, the sky came all over the world, as if it had fallen into the beginning of Hongmeng again.

However, this situation has not been maintained for too long. As the sound of playing with water sounded, a young woman with a pale face and ragged clothes, to be precise, a female ghost, climbed out of the lake on the stone on the shore. Her hair was disheveous and wet with water droplets, as if she had not seen the sun for years, so abrupt and trembling that it appeared in front of them.

Lin Jiangzhu stopped crying and looked at her in a dain. The same is true of Zhen Shimeng's master and apprentice. In the eyes of normal people, maybe they can't understand why there is another living thing in this mirror lake after Lin Xueyin drowned.

Xue Qianwu couldn't explain his thoughts, or he didn't have any thoughts at all, and walked towards them step by step. At this time, I looked more carefully. On the woman's skin, pieces of bees stung the blue and purple, which was shockingly swollen. Among them, there are too many doubts. Even if you are as wise and enlightened as Zhen Shimeng and Lin Jiangzhu, it is also difficult to guess that this woman and Lin Xueyin, but you have me and I have a substitute for you.

Zhen Yu said, "My sister Xueyin and I dodged the bee, but Xueyin's sister died; she didn't dodge, but she lived intact." The tone was light, no surprise, no resentment, but it brought about these conditions.

Lin Jiangzhu took over: "Is she with you?"

Zhen Yudan shook his head. He didn't notice her until he fell into the lake. But according to her swollen head and swollen neck, it was expected that she followed behind her and was severely damaged by the bees.

In Buddhism, all sentient beings are equal. If there is only one person who can't escape death, he would rather return to himself.

Life is also death, and death is like life. Why is it so sad?

In just a few months, has he fallen in love and moved his heart for Xueyin's sister? It turns out that love has nothing to do with age. He is not precocious, but he comes a little earlier. In the final analysis, the empty door he and his master Zhen Shimeng treated was an empty door with love words.

The wound has become a blank. From then on, my heart returned to the wooden fish. His feelings were buried in the age of his inmate age. For a special baby girl who came through the air, the love words in the empty door were also cut off.

After a long time, Zhen Shimeng looked at Xue Qianwu, then looked into the distance and sighed, "There are strange people coming to this place again."

Lin Jiangzhu's wisdom is not inferior to Zhen Shimeng, and she understands it. Zhen Yudun was still a little short. He was waiting to be asked, and he could only hear the sound of horses' hoofs coming from far and near. Tired and heavy, but the sound is clear to the ears.

A snow-white horse, tired from running for a long time, sat on his back a man dressed in white and also a little tired. However, no matter how dusty the gentle demeanor and noble temperament are, they can't be covered.

Lin Jiangzhu responded to Zhen Shimeng's words, "Surely, it matches your nonsense."

The moment the man jumped off the horse, Xue Qianwu, who had been unconscious for a long time, suddenly thumped and jumped irregularly. The place where she was stung by bees on her forehead and neck began to feel the pain of heartbreaking and ten thousand needles. Did she feel it? But my memory is blank, as if I have just come to this world and haven't painted any marks on the paper. Therefore, even the stinging pain is a little far away and unreal. The body can feel the pain of bone penetration, but I don't know why. His stunned eyes were fixed on the face of the magnificent man in white, in a trance.

The comer is Dongfang Biren. In these months, I initially waited in the capital and secretly sent people to search. I almost searched all over and didn't see any trace of her. He took it out that she had returned to Yanlan City and sent someone to Shuihu Xianzhai to inquire, but it was still fruitless. Now he couldn't stay, asked Qin Yan to take good care of Xue Qianwu's sister, and then quietly left the capital overnight. According to the beggar's usual temperament, he did not believe that she would find an inaccessible place to hide.

I won't let go of every famous mountain, river and bustling market, because she is a woman who loves to play and join in the fun. The process of searching for people was aimless and difficult. When he was in despair, he came to Jiulian Buddha Heart Mountain with the last glimmer of hope. If it hadn't been for such a remote place, he really wouldn't have expected it. When his eyes condensed on the trembling woman, a heart jumped wildly in an instant. It's her!

But is it still her? Why is there no sadness and joy in her eyes, and there is no dim light in her eyes?