The next day, the morning sun shone through the curtains in the house, raising a hint of warmth. Li Shiqing got up and stretched comfortably. After washing, she was ready to twist the door handle and go out.
"Um?"
Something seemed to be blocking the outside of the door, and something was about to fall in. She hurriedly closed the door again, and then Li Shiqing looked outside through her eagle eyes. There was nothing there. She seemed a little uncomfortable. She frowned slightly and took out
Dial Lu Ming on your mobile phone.
"Wait wait~"
The ringing came from outside, and Li Shiqing was shocked.
"Stop fighting, it's me outside~"
Lu Ming leaned against the door. After hanging up the phone, he put his hands in front of his mouth and let out a breath of hot air.
"What are you doing?"
Opening the door again, Li Shiqing looked a little stiff from the cold. Lu Ming was puzzled. Why did Lu Ming stay outside her door all night when she opened three rooms yesterday?
When did Lu Ming become so infatuated...
"Woo~"
Lu Ming glanced at Li Shiqing sadly, then pushed her body away, quickly rushed to the quilt that still had the lingering fragrance on the bed, lifted it up, and covered himself.
"Nothing, I just miss you~"
A muffled sound came from under the quilt.
"you……"
Li Shiqing was confused for a while. She didn't need to hug the quilt if she liked herself. She could hug others, right? Then she felt something was wrong. How could someone like Lu Ming say such lyrical words?
If there is something weird, there must be something weird!
He pulled off the quilt and said, "Quickly tell me what's wrong with you. If you don't tell me clearly, don't sleep!"
"It's nothing. When I passed by your door at night, I accidentally tripped over a few rattan sticks..."
Lu Ming hugged the only pillow, feeling inexplicably melancholy.
"Passing by my room? Did you trip over the rattan?"
Li Shiqing was confused as she listened. A flash of light suddenly flashed in her mind, and she understood something. The corners of her eyes twitched slightly, and then she laughed again. She couldn't help but curse softly, "You deserve it!"
"Don't worry about whether I deserve it or not. I was frozen all night. Please let me have a good sleep first."
Lu Ming pulled the quilt over himself.
"Then what should Si Teng and I do?"
Li Shiqing asked, Lu Ming had said that he would go shopping with her this morning and then go see other hanging doors in Cangcheng Mountain in the afternoon.
A hand pushed out a mobile phone from inside the quilt, "The payment password is six six."
Li Shiqing took the phone and continued to ask, "Where is the hanging door?"
"Wait for the news. If nothing unexpected happens, they will still cause trouble. Just wait for someone to come to your door~"
"Then go to sleep slowly."
…
Changming Mountain, Changming Academy.
Wang Qiankun and Yan Furui bought their tickets overnight, got on the bus early in the morning, and finally arrived here at midnight.
"Can your master save us?"
At the entrance of Xuezhai, Yan Furui couldn't help but feel a little worried.
His master didn't teach him any hanging skills, and Wang Qiankun obviously didn't believe in the affairs of the Yu clan at the beginning. Changming Xuezhai wouldn't be in the same situation as him, right?
"Why not?!"
Wang Qiankun retorted, but felt that he was not confident enough in this matter, and continued to cheer up both parties: "Even if my master may not necessarily know the skills, he at least has decades of vision and so many close friends who can always help us.
Find a way to break the vine kill."
"It can only be the!"
After a while, the two entered and successfully met Wang Qiankun's master and the owner of Changming Academy.
The leader of the Laohui, whose Taoist name is Canghong, is about eighty years old, and his beard and hair are all white. His whole person looks like the immortal spirit mentioned in the book. When the two of them visited him, he was practicing calligraphy, and his handwriting was like green pine trees.
, the power penetrates the back of the paper, and the book says: The best is like water, the weak cannot fight.
When he stopped writing and finished writing, Wang Qiankun saluted respectfully.
"Master, on this trip to Cangcheng Mountain, I originally went to see the humanities and customs, but I met the Yu clan..."
Although he was feeling uneasy in his heart, after staying with President Cang Hong for a long time, Wang Qiankun still told the whole story in detail, and specifically explained that he had also been killed by the vine.
"Si Teng~"
Cang Hong recollected, and then he started coughing uncontrollably, as if recalling some terrible memories, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"Master!" "President Canghong!"
Wang Qiankun and Yan Furui looked at him worriedly.
"No problem, no problem."
Cang Hong waved his hand, indicating that the two of them don't have to worry. After picking up the tea cup and taking a sip of hot tea to soothe his throat, he looked down at his pale hands. His skin was sagging and wrinkled. He couldn't help but sigh,
"After more than seventy years, the stars have passed, and I have lived in my old age without any illness or disaster. I didn't expect that she would come back after all. Alas!"
"President Cang Hong, can the vines on Qiankun and I be undone?"
Yan Furui asked, "Wang Qiankun has lived in Changming Xuezhai since he was a child. He has been influenced by Xuezhai culture for a long time. He will feel much more at ease when he returns here."
In these years, after his master left, he could only rely on himself. Besides, he still had a young apprentice living in Wafang, so he couldn't die so easily.
"If you, President, can't figure it out, we can only find a way to find the tower and lake they mentioned."
Yan Furui looked at President Cang Hong with hope in his eyes.
"I can't solve it." President Cang Hong shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand to signal Yan Furui not to panic, and continued, "But there is someone who can solve the hanging door."
"Your master Qiu Shan paid a special visit to several seniors of the Xuanmen sect when he killed Si Teng. Now, although your master is not here and has not taught you the Xuanmen skills, there must be other Xuanmen who participated in the killing of Si Teng.
There is a way to eliminate the vine killer."
…
Xuanmen is no different from other places. Except for the few authentic Shanmen who have a long history in Changming Academy, most of the other promising Celestial Masters live in the countryside with three or two disciples, or with one or two close servants.
The mountains and rivers are far away from the earthly place to cultivate one's health. In addition, modern times have gone through wars, cultural movements, and reforms. Most of the descendants have either given up their jobs or returned to the world of mortals. It can be said that there are very few people who can truly possess some hanging skills.
And few.
Without the Yuan clan, the descendants of Xuanshi would have to eat whole grains and listen to their family members. In addition, there are many ways out in modern society, and few young people can calm down their minds and hone their memories. This is why Wang Qiankun has never lived in Changming Xuezhai.
The reason for not being taught the art of hanging doors.
By the time President Cang Hong contacted fellow Xuanmen through various means to rescue his disciple, it was already four or five days later.
…
On this day, there was a Taoist temple with a hanging door somewhere in Cangcheng Mountain. Incense was slowly burning inside the temple, and there was an endless flow of people. Everyone was devoutly worshiping the statue of the Heavenly Master above.
"This is the twelfth Xuanmen temple we have seen. We still haven't seen a Xuanshi who knows the Xuanmen technique, which is really disappointing."
Lu Ming looked at the statue of the Heavenly Master above and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.
"It seems that they have indeed declined, and they no longer have the majesty they once had!"
Si Teng looked at the foot of the mountain gate. Although she was condescending, she couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness. She looked slightly sarcastic and said: "When I first woke up, seventy-seven years was just a number to me. Knowing
You and Shiqing understand your every word and deed, but I just feel that times have changed until this moment."
"Seeing that the hanging door that used to be a battle between life and death has weakened to this point, I can't help but feel a little bit of empathy." She looked sarcastic, but her tone did not contain much hostility.
Lu Ming stood side by side with her and looked at the mountain gate, silently saying nothing. Although he had died many times, he had not been buried under the spring for eighty years, so he could not empathize with the sadness in Si Teng's words from his heart.
Suddenly, a girl's call came from behind, and the two of them looked up and smiled unconsciously.
"Lu Ming, look what I'm asking for from you?!"
Li Shiqing ran over quickly, carrying a small bag, clenching her fists and shaking them in front of Lu Ming.
"Sign it, sign it, of course it's our marriage~"
Lu Ming stretched out his hand and opened her fist, and couldn't help laughing.
He was similar to Si Teng. Although he read Buddhism and recited Taoism, he never believed in gods. Every time he went to these hanging-door temples, he never worshiped or anything. But Li Shiqing was different. Every time he went up the mountain, he would offer incense and bow devoutly.
Ask for a lot and a motto.
"I know you don't believe this, and neither do I, but since we are here, we have to be normal people. Whether it's asking for fortune-telling, praying to Buddha, or traveling around, we have to do something."
When Li Shiqing reached out and hugged Lu Ming's arm, she also imitated him and nodded his head gently, "What you have done and experienced, even if it is ordinary, even if you do nothing, it is always true."
Lu Ming stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, squeezed the bag of tips in his hand, looked at the clear eyes looking at him, and blew lightly. When Li Shiqing closed her eyes subconsciously, he gently
said with a smile,
"I really shouldn't have let you stay with Si Teng, which made my two-dimensional girlfriend become too wordy and literate."
"Bah, you are only two-dimensional!"
"Haha, I am a three-dimensional person, more than you!"
"But you said Si Teng, I begged Si Teng for one this time!"