Late at night, Yishui County, like a monster of the age, squatted in the moonlight of the Mid -Autumn Festival without cracking. When Ximen Qing took Yang Lin from this monster, he could even feel this monster.
The decaying smell of decaying on the body.
This is a city that has been tossed by corrupt officials and has lost its basic vitality. Although there are more corruption **, it is rare that the raw cut is so ruthless.
There are only a few places that are red and green, and the place where the drunk gold fans are the golden caves and Xunhuan caves of Yishui officials. Only there can I find a trace of vitality.
Looking inside, the last prosperity is like a flickering ghost fire on the barren mound, and Sheng Ge is more like a ghost sobbing.
Ximen Qing took the last cold glance at this vulgar world, and then greeted Yang Lin into the old forest of Yiling in Yiling.
The moonlight is bright. Following the secluded mountain roads, Ximen Qing and Yang Lin are cautious. The tiger does not know what Mid -Autumn Festival. When they should eat people, no matter what festivals you are, they will not be wrong.
When I walked to the head of the Ridge, I saw a puppet in front of me, Ximen Qing and Yang Lin climbed the vine, and when I went up to the door, when I pushed the door to see, it was a Saint Temple in Sizhou.
Let's rest here. "
With the moonlight, when I watched it in the ancestral hall, I saw that the temple was like Yishui County under the mountains, and it was also dying to twelve points. But I saw it:
The incense furnace is overwhelmed, and the manhole frame is crooked. The stone steps in front of the door have moss, and the wooden windows have mold. The left -plastic waiter, the bird's nest on the head of the head is chaotic;
Pupils, how to apply the magic? Glory is only when it goes, collapse and look at it.
When Ximen Qing looked in the middle, he saw that the statue of the central government was quite intact. He was shaped high nose and deep eyes, curled hair, strange appearance, and describing majesty. Looking at all this, Ximen Qing couldn't help shaking his head and sighed.
Yang Lin couldn't help but ask: "Brother is a well -known hero in the world.
Ximen Qing replied: "I only sigh, to the heroes of heroes, to the Jiangshan dynasty, after all, there are time to defeat."
Yang Lin said: "What do you say?"
Ximen Qing pointed to the idol in the ancestral hall: "Brothers, see, this is the Shengsheng of Sizhou. During the Tang Dynasty of the Tang Dynasty, there was a master of Hu Seng Sangha in the Western Regions and came to Middle Turkey to build a temple in Linhuai, Sizhou.
When the temple was built, he dug up the golden statue clothes in the soil. It was engraved with the words of the Buddha of the king of the king.
After listening to it, I thought about it for a long time: "It's so coincidence? Where to build a temple there, I even dug out the omen.
Ximen Qing laughed: "Maybe, maybe, who knows? But even if Master Sangha was buried by himself, what about it? This Sangha master is not bad.
It is also said that he can cut the demon and remove the demon, and can use the willow branches to wound and treat the disease. There are benevolent love to the people, so local people and others respect him as the Great Sangha monk.
Yang Lin respected, and hugged the fist on the idol in the hall: "It turned out to be a bodhisattva who saved the people, forgive the villain to be guilty of rudeness!"
Ximen Qing also said: "Shi Xian Li Bai once had a song" Sangha Ge ": 'This monk has been from Nan Tianzhu, and it is the country for Futou Tuo. , When the Buddhas are particularly strange. 'During the Tang Dynasty, the great sanctuary of Sangha was prosperous. After he was silent in Sizhou, Sizhou built Sangha Tower to commemorate him. For the deeds of the gods, the customs are here. Even on this Yiling, there is such a shrine. "
Yang Lin looked at it and sighed: "So that's it! I can't think of the scenery that year, and now the ruins have become like this -I know why Brother Siquan sighs!"
Ximen Qing nodded and said, "Just understand it! I hope the brother can understand the one, not to understand for a while."
Yang Lin listened, thinking down, but no longer speaking.
In the silence of the moon, the sound of the tiger howling suddenly came, and Yang Lin was shocked, jumped, and looked at Ximen Qing.
"Tiger Xiao Sheng is only here!" Yang Lin said, and clenched the muddy iron pen tube gun in his hand. Although Ximen Qing's complexion unchanged, he shrugged his shoulder, and the sun and the moon were doubled on his back. The best angle that can be removed by the knife slightly to reach out.
Gently leaping, Ximen Qing went to the fence of the Dasheng Temple in Sizhou, raised his eyes to the temple, but saw that in the moonlight shadow, there seemed to be a bloated figure on the waist of the mountain.
As soon as Ximen Qing moved, he said secretly: "Isn't that black whirlwind Li Yan who came back with his old mother?" Thinking of this, he called: "Brothers of Yang Lin, are you seeing one person or two people?"
Yang Linjiu was walking in the green forest, but the eyes in the night were much better than Ximen Qing, but under the other way, he lowered: "Brother, a big man carried a wife on this ridge. I took my mother's black whirlwind! "
Looking at Ximen Qing nodded, Yang Lin encouraged: "Why don't my brother shout? When he heard the black whirlwind, he must come and meet."
Ximen Qing shook his head in a hurry: "This is not enough. Now the night is quiet, I yelled, and I heard that it was the one of the iron cow?
Yang Lin said in a stunning: "Who can this deep mountain and the mountains recruit?"
Ximen Qing looked at Li Yan's figure, and said lightly: "Hunter."
Yang Lin shot his head and shouted, "Yes! The hunter in Yishui County for the two big worms, how many restaurants after eating the government? I am afraid that they will not be able to live in the Mid -Autumn Festival! The identity of the whirlwind is great! "
Ximen Qing nodded: "It exactly! If it is broken, the government is hunting around, it is you and I have nothing to do, but if the old mother of the iron cow has three long or two shorts, how can we go?"
Yang Lin's noodles are ashamed, and the little way: "But the younger brother wants it simple!"
Ximen Qing laughed: "In the future, if you are in trouble, you can think about it. You and me go down here and welcome them to welcome their mother and son!"
Yang Lin nodded. The two went out of the Sheng Temple in Sizhou, and quietly greeted Li Yan's mother and son.
The road in the mountains is different from the flat ground. Although it was clear when standing on the mountain head, when I walked down, it was hovering and recovered. See.
When I walked the film, when Ximen Qing jumped into a pine tree, when I looked down, it was secretly screaming. It turned out that the wife was lonely one, and was sitting on a large green stone next to the pine tree under the mountain. Li Yan disappeared.
Ximen Qingxin said: "Li Xun really went to find his mother's quenching and quenched. What a confused thing! What is the place where the big bugs are out of the way, but throw a lonely wife beside the road. "?"
Thinking under my heart, I was not slow at my feet. I shouted: "Brother Yang, come with me!" The toes were on the ground, and the light work began.
Yang Lin nicknamed the leopard, and the light work was quite obtained. He moved horizontally between the mountains and forests, and he was even more stubborn. He followed Ximen Qing tightly and rushed straight to the slope.
When the two rushed down from the slope, they looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Although this was copied near the road, the clothes on the body were pulled by the thorns on the slope. Even if the disciples with the beggars on the rivers and lakes stand together, they must reflect each other.
Although Li Yan's old lady's eyes were fainted because she wanted her son to cry, she didn't see anything, but her ears were spiritual. When she heard that there was movement in front of her, she trembled and said, "Where is it?"
Ximen Qing quickly bowed: "The old lady Mo is to panic, the villain is a guest who has passed, and there is an urgent matter to pass the Yiling, so I took the moonlight to catch the road."
The mother listened to Ximen Qing's voice clear and gentle, and then let go of her heart, patting her heart: "It turned out that like the old body, they were all hard -working people who had worked hard, so they called my wife to eat!"
Ximen Qing apologized: "This is not the juniors!"
When I looked up, I saw the old mother in front of her eyes. Three voltty snow, Jiuqiu frost, a seven -line wrinkled old face, a pair of turbid eyes was dim, looking at the bitter look, it was a stern. Mercy. Ximen Qingxin said: "Fortunately, it comes, otherwise you know that this poor old lady wants to bury the tiger's mouth, but he is pretending to be unknown.
Mother Li heard the words of Ximen Qing's words, and for several weeks of his wife, he was grateful, and said, "Guest, go down the ridge quickly! There are two more insects here recently, which hurts the sin. It's! The two of you go down the mountain, and you will see the grace blessed by the bodhisattva! "
Ximen Qing and Yang Lin looked at each other and thought, "This old mother's ears are good, and the brothers Yang Lin didn't say a word. She also knew there was still a person here."
But at this time, where would Ximen Qing go? He stepped forward: "Old aunt, do you know that there are tigers, how can you dare to go to the mountain? But isn't it adventure?"
Mother Li sighed, and said, "It's okay! My wife is a bitter! The husband is in the husband, the husband died, since the child is going to carry the ridge in the dark sky, what else is there? Just walk! There are no tigers, no need to care so much! "
Ximen Qing hated: "Where can I have such a mixed son's son! Throwing the old lady on a tiger mountain, he fell! If he saw him, see my boss's ears scraped him!" This is exactly:
Sweeping the dust and cherishing the great saints, and the moon Ming Ming saw Cixuan.