high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 145 Far Thunder [Two Chapters In One]

Fragmented, when Xie Wei spoke, it was intermittent.

Bai Shu listened silently for a while, with inexplicable eyes.

A monk and two women.

All the stories in Xie Wei's dream revolve around them.

She couldn't remember exactly what words the monk said when his lips moved slightly, and she couldn't remember what kind of mood she was in the moment she looked at the monk.

From the first meeting in Fenyin City, this strange long dream began to trouble her.

Even though many things are blurred, everything is a scale and a half claw.

But Xie Wei still clearly remembered that the monk seemed to be married.

The monk, who was always dressed in white, put on a bright red wedding dress. His eyes were lowered, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

He was laughing, and he was laughing very happily.

Will the monk who has always been dumb also laugh?

Xie Wei's heart skipped a beat, and then he saw the monk approaching a small wooden house with his own eyes.

Rough wood, simple interior decoration.

The walls are covered with red paper-cuts, such as ducklings, kittens, mushrooms, bunnies...all kinds of weird patterns.

She stared curiously at a cat's head on the wall and blinked.

The cat's head is extremely fat and huge, its eyes are round and round, and its beard cut out of red paper is up and down.

Not like a cat, more like a pig with a broken head.

Xie Wei cast his gaze into the house, at this time, the monk had knocked on the door lightly.

The woman in the wedding dress sat on the wooden bed, her hands trembled slightly, and her shoulders trembled.

Xie Wei couldn't see her face, but she couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out.

The woman in the wedding dress is herself.

"Amitabha..."

The monk had warm eyes, but when he was halfway through speaking, he hurriedly changed his words.

"I'm late, sorry."

Xie Wei heard the monk's voice:

"The "Chilong Heart Sutra" created by the teacher, I suddenly had some clues, and I was obsessed with it for a while, and almost missed the time."

She looked at the monk's dull explanation. The monk wanted to stretch out his hand, but halfway through, he shrank back.

"Damn me." The monk apologized honestly.

Xie Wei watched this scene with great interest and remained motionless.

Suddenly, there was a low sobbing sound from under the red wedding dress.

The monk became more and more at a loss, he spun a few times in a panic, like a little boy who was afraid of being slapped on the palm of his hand by his teacher.

"I……"

A red dress suddenly came into view, the monk was stunned, and almost subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch her.

"I thought you weren't coming!"

Soft and waxy, a crying voice came from under the hijab.

A gust of wind blew and the red hijab was lifted.

Xie Wei saw a pair of teary eyes, pitiful little face.

She suddenly froze, at this moment, Xie Wei actually saw Xie Fanjing's face.

The girl under the red hijab was crying miserably, her eyes were swollen like peaches, she glared at the monk, pouted as if unwilling to admit defeat.

Xie Wei was startled, she heard a sudden noise behind her.

another me……

A few steps away, Xie Wei saw his face.

She saw that she was holding up the corner of her skirt, which was also Fengguanxiapei, wearing a wedding dress.

Although her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were lowered, there was unconcealed joy overflowing from the corners of her brows and eyes.

She watched herself take a few steps forward, but suddenly froze.

The blushing on the girl's face quickly faded, and she stood there blankly, like a piece of dry and cracked wood.

Xie Wei followed her gaze, and there was laughter coming from the cabin.

The girl hugged the monk's neck, turning it around like a naive kitten.

Both of them were smiling at each other, with infinite joy in their eyes.

Outside the wooden house, Qingli's face showed countless resentment and shame, she sneered twice, and walked straight forward.

Xie Wei wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound, watching her pass through her body.

The expression on her face didn't change at all, as if she just passed through a phantom of nothingness.

Xie Wei couldn't remember what happened after that.

In memory, this was her most vivid dream.

Everything is vivid, everything is vivid.

Seeing the moment when the monk picked up the girl, Xie Wei felt a twitch in his heart.

From Fenyin City, through the parted car curtain, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the crowd, the little handyman watching the excitement at first glance.

The endless, never-ending long dream has been bothering her.

Although it is vague and hazy most of the time, Bai Shu, Xie Fanjing and his own face.

They are so clear, as if they were carved into their brains with a sharp knife.

Xie Wei still remembered that at the edge of the lotus pond, she saw a handyman in gray clothes.

The little handyman looked all over the place, sneaking around, but he smiled like a little fox who stole a chicken.

In his hand was a stack of greased paper, inside which was wrapped a big chicken leg.

At that time, Xie Wei suddenly had the urge to cry.

It's like waiting for someone, waiting for a long, long time, so long that I thought I would never see each other again.

But suddenly, through the tiny silhouettes of lotus flowers in the pond, Xie Wei saw that face again.

On the eve of leaving Fenyin, Xie Wei gave up on refining him into a demon of five desires.

But Xie Wei acquiesced to the small actions of his subordinates.

Let the little handyman go and take revenge from the young people of the Zhao family.

ended……

Since you want to climb the supreme avenue, deep down in your heart, you can no longer worry about it in the slightest.

Until the purple mist fell from the sky, the living corpses were in chaos, and the current situation in the world fell into chaos.

Xie Wei always thought he was dead, but now...

The woman in red raised her eyes silently, and a few steps away, the handsome Taoist wearing a lotus crown and feather robe was also silent.

He frowned and didn't speak for a long time.

"after……"

Xie Wei suddenly smiled:

"I can't remember clearly what happened after that. Even my dreams are intermittent, and there are only a few inaudible words left."

"fire……"

Under the dim sky, the woman in the red dress had a beautiful appearance and a slender figure, like a crimson lotus growing in the snow.

"I used to dream about fire, lots, lots... like everything was burning."

"End?"

Bai Shu sighed lightly and asked.

"It's over." Xie Wei said calmly.

"What a strange dream."

Bai Shu narrowed his eyes, fixedly staring at the white mist in the sky.

After a long time, Xie Wei suddenly heard him say in a harsh voice:

"Why, why are you going to die suddenly when you are alone?"

"The Xie family has two ancient scriptures." Xie Wei sneered: "Have you heard their names?"

"I know."

Bai Shu nodded.

"On the Twelve Sutras of Dafan", "Shenyuan Bianjing of Taishang Cave".

These two volumes of ancient scriptures were accidentally obtained by Xie Heng, the ancestor of the Xie family, and they were so exquisite that they caused great waves in the world.

The Demon of Five Desires that Xie Wei cultivated alone killed countless young talents in this world.

"Xie Xuan has already done anything for the sake of his master's approval."

When Xie Wei mentioned that name, there was no trace of respect:

"Some things, once they get old, the ambitions they had when they were young will all disappear, such as helping the country, glorifying the family... The older they are, the more afraid they are of death."

Xie Wei jokingly smiled, his eyes flickered:

"I'm afraid the old man would never have imagined that his granddaughter, whom he had placed high hopes on, would also die in this evil scripture."

"She can't control it?"

Bai Shu's heart sank suddenly.

"The Twelve Sutras of Dafan", "Shenyuan Bianjing of Taishang Cave"...

When it comes to weirdness and difficulty in becoming enlightened, the latter is naturally the number one, but in terms of danger, the former comes first.

"The Twelve Sutras of the Great Brahma" is not only unparalleled in illusion, but also the leader of illusion.

There are various mysteries in it, for example, when killing Zuo Chengye's incarnation, Xie Fanjing once manifested the image of Brahma.

An ancient god who rides a peacock, wears a crown on his head, has four arms, and holds a jug and a spoon-shaped token.

He is one of the three gods, omniscient in all directions, creator of dharma, and lord of protectors.

Unperceivable, unimaginable, indescribable.

Even the Pozhi Great Asura King that Bai Shu visualized is far inferior to this one.

Even if it is infinitely miraculous, if Dafan practiced carelessly, he would sink into the illusion of eternal eternity, and he would never be able to escape.

"But she..."

Bai Shu's throat rolled: "She said that she has formed a heart imprint."

"For thousands of years, the Xie family has practiced the "Twelve Sutras of the Great Brahma" without knowing how many people, and as for those who have formed the heart seal, there are as many as the carp crossing the river."

Xie Wei raised his head lightly, not even a trace of expression on his jade-white face.

"Why can she be an accident?"

"I……"

Bai Shu's voice suddenly became hoarse, his eyes moved and then went out suddenly.

she is dying...

Bai Zhu lowered his head a little weakly.

The little girl with the cat, she's going to die.

In the white mist of Shuodong, he who dispersed to cover the flames around him suddenly felt that the winter in Qinghuang was really too cold.

The wind whimpered in from the cuffs, carrying a damp and cold taste.

Bai Shu stood silently for a long time, then he lightly brushed.Shaking the frost and snow off his shoulders.

A few snow stars fell into the collar of the shoulders, and were quickly melted by the body temperature.

"Can I see her again?"

Bai Shu's eyes flashed, and he spoke softly.

"She was accepted by Du Shaozhi in the early years as a compromise between various families and Confucianism, but she never practiced with him."

Xie Wei looked coldly at the handful of plum branches that had turned into black ashes on the ground, and snowflakes like goose catkins sprinkled one after another.

The remaining bits of charcoal were soon covered under the white snow again.

"Du Shaozhi intended to take her to Baimao Mountain, and both the ancestor and her father acquiesced."

"If there are no accidents." Xie smiled, Yan Ruhua: "You will never see her in your life."

"Is that so..."

Bai Shu was quiet for a long time, then suddenly said with a warm smile:

"My problem is over."

He clasped his hands together:

"Miss Xie, what else do you want to teach the little monk?"

"Let's see each other."

Looking at the silent Bai Shu, Xie Wei's eyes suddenly darkened:

"Does it have to be so unfamiliar?"

"Miss Xie thanked you for clearing up the little monk's confusion."

The young Taoist priest in the lotus crown took a step back, his eyes were indifferent, and his face was neither sad nor happy:

"Xie Nineteen promised me that the little monk and Miss Xie will have nothing to do with each other again."

"What do you mean?" Xie Wei asked softly.

"Time has changed, things have changed."

Bai Shu lowered her eyes and smiled slowly:

"Girl and I, we don't need to meet each other from now on."

In the white mist of frost, the faces of the two of them were blurred by the snow blowing in the cold wind.

Qiong snow rolled the ground, and the snow was heavy.

Xie Wei looked at the young man in the white mist, he gave himself a slight salute, then turned back.

His figure disappeared into the snow, and immediately, a rainbow of five colors flew up into the sky.

After a long time, Xie Wei withdrew his eyes silently.

In front of her, there was only a vast expanse of white mist.

……

……

……

A ray of five-color escaping light broke through the sea of ​​clouds, and countless snowflakes were melted and evaporated by the scorching air waves in the rainbow light before they could fall, leaving not even a single drop of water.

Opposite the sapphire case, Cui Yuanzhou met the black and fat monk's eyes.

This is impressively, it is the monk Chenghe whom both Cui Yuanzhou and Bai Shu met successively.

The expressions of both of them were extremely unfriendly, if it wasn't for Bai Shu who was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the cloud car, the two of them would have fought immediately.

"Monk, bald donkey...what kind of crane does the bald donkey ride?"

Cui Yuanzhou shook his head suddenly, he picked up the soft and thick pastry on the white porcelain plate in front of him, and swallowed it in one gulp, his voice was also vague:

"Could it be possible that a black donkey can ride a crane?"

"It's not surprising that a black donkey rides a crane."

Opposite Cui Yuanzhou, the black and fat monk looked calm and didn't get angry. He smiled slightly and retorted:

"But the fat cow rides the crane, that's the real weirdness."

Cui Yuanzhou immediately became furious, at a young age, after being agitated a little, his complexion turned red, his veins protruded, and he was about to burst out in an instant.

But suddenly, the anger on his face faded, and after a few sneers, he sat down straight down again.

In the depths of the cloud car, the fog suddenly cleared, and the colorful lights separated.

The young Taoist wearing a lotus crown looked pale, and Shi Shiran walked out.

Bai Shu looked at Cui Yuanzhou who was bristling with anger, then at the fat black monk who was smiling all over his face, and shook his head slightly.

After being separated from Xie Wei, three days later, Bai Shu picked up this fat black monk riding a crane.

Speaking of which, when Bai Shu used his sword to escape, he passed him far away.

The black fat monk somehow offended a group of demons and was beaten into a mess by them.

In line with the awareness of being bald, Bai Shu brazenly drew his sword to help.

Afterwards, Monk Gao Fat stated clearly that his Dharma name was Huiyuan, and he was a monk of Jinghai Temple, one of the [-] monasteries under Jingang Temple and adjacent to Fengshan Temple.

Huiyuan, a monk from Jinghai Temple?

Bai Shu didn't believe it at first, but he looked at him carefully with Shura eyes.

He also sent Huiyuan's image to the big brother Xuyan through the message Yugui.

Only then was he finally convinced that this black and fat monk Chenghe was indeed a monk from Jinghai Temple.

As for why he was hunted down by demons, it was only because those people took a fancy to the white crane under Huiyuan's crotch.

The white crane is not a living being, but a puppet creation, which is very precious.

It's just that the master of monk Huiyuan was worried that the fat black monk would do evil outside, so he personally sealed Baihe.

In fact, there is no need for Baishu to act, Huiyuan is originally the cultivation base of the second level of Yangfu-Qi and blood.

It's just because of his ruthless heart that he didn't want to do harm to the devil, that's why Bai Shu was in such a mess when he saw him.

"How is the monk these days?"

He gave Huiyuan a slap in the face and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Daoist." The black fat monk hurriedly got up, and solemnly replied: "Very good, very good."

"Brother."

Cui Yuan rushed forward anxiously, and squinted at Huiyuan, his face full of displeasure:

"How long will we be there? Where are the people from Qingli Palace?"

"almost."

Bai Shu patted him on the shoulder:

"Tongjiang is already below, as for the people to be greeted by Qingli Palace, it's not too far away."

"Well."

Cui Yuanzhou nodded. He wanted to ask something just now, but his words got stuck in his throat, and he was suffocated again.

Ever since the Taoist in front of him met the heavenly official, the expression on his face was always indifferent, no sorrow or joy could be seen.

These days, Bai Shu in the cloud car is often unable to retreat, even Cui Yuanzhou in the cloud car, it is difficult to see him.

So, it was several hours.

At the end of the day, Bai Shu and Hui Yuan, who were meditating with their eyes closed, suddenly opened their eyes.

"arrive."

After Bai Shu explained to Cui Yuanzhou, he stood up straight away.

Faintly, there was a sudden violent sound between the heaven and the earth.

The river flooded, like thousands of armored horses trampling past, shaking violently.

Cui Yuanzhou pricked up his ears, and at that moment, he heard Yuan Lei's voice.

(End of this chapter)