Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 50
Seeing that the sky was getting late, Wu Xian gave up his desire to enjoy the scenery and play, and was willing to speed up and go up the mountain quickly. The new moon rose from the strange peak, the night was gray and dark, and it took a long time to reach the place where he fell off the cliff.

The fire was lit, and the cute rabbit was roasted. Wu Xian slowly put down the box, squatted aside under the warm yellowish light of the firewood, frowned, and carefully played with the paper, bamboo grate and paste.

After a while, a rather delicate and lovely little lamp was ready. Under the firelight, the lantern was half bright and half shadowy, with little glimmers of light pouring on the soft paper. In the hustle and bustle of summer night, it looked more like a The soft little flames warmed the heart.

Wu Xian held the small lamp piously in both hands, and lit the cotton thread in the kerosene on the plate. A strand of candle flame was instantly ignited. Like an elf, swaying from side to side, visible on and off, so fragile that it is about to disappear.

After a while, the fire grew stronger, and the flame swelled to the length of a finger. Wu Xian felt the warming sensation on the pasted paper with both hands, and the small lamp rose slowly. A bright warm sun, round, bright, and warm.

Wu Xian ate wild rabbits, but did not drink, because the village chief said before that his internal organs were also damaged, and he should not drink alcohol before he recovered.

Knees together, back against Hu Song, sitting cross-legged, looking at the bright moon in the sky, its brilliance is as clean as it is, the moonlight is as ethereal as water, and the stars are shining in the night sky. I don't know where the little lamp has risen.

During the three-day trip, with three bright lights, Wu Xian gazed at the peak that was so high that it could not see the top, surrounded by clouds and mist, and secretly thought: I have been wandering for three days, if God's will favors, then Wuji has already seen the message, but I should return earlier , this trip has been at least half a year, and in the rest of the time, I will spend the rest of my time with Master Li and do my best to be filial.

At dawn, he turned around and went back, without any worries in his heart, he murmured softly: "Brother Wuji, see you in three years' time."

The starry night was twinkling, Zhang Wuji was mourning in his heart, his face was completely devoid of blood, his eyes were sad and mournful looking at the night sky, the Milky Way was vast and vast, but it could not place sorrow, and he raised his eyes to look forward to the boundless and generous earth, which could not dispel the sorrow , couldn’t help sighing: Brother Xian, I am determined to hope that you will forget our agreement, and now you are on the way home without any worries, or maybe the wind and mountains are dangerous, and there are many accidents, and the light can’t come up. More than eight days, thousands of mountains and rivers, I hope you have a safe journey.

Zhang Wuji's eyes suddenly lit up. A small lamp exuding the light of hope is like a solitary boat in the vast ocean. Even the smallest wind and waves can easily capsize. .

Zhang Wuji's heart was full of hope, and the blood in his brain was soaring, without any hesitation, he held the vine with his hand, stepped on his steps, and flew down in the air, with his left hand reaching out, Xiao Deng was firmly hugged in his arms, and at the same time his body was swaying To the stone wall.

The moonlight was bright and clear, and Zhang Wuji had stood under the night for a long time, so his eyes had already adapted to the night. Although the night was misty and dark, Zhang Wuji could see the stone wall clearly.In an instant, Zhang Wuji pulled up vigorously with his right hand, and at the same time propped up his left foot on the cliff, he lifted it with all his strength, and jumped several feet to the platform. numb.

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After going down the mountain the next day, Wu Xian spent the night at a farmhouse, then went to the market, bought a young and strong mule at the market, and set off on his way home.

Wu Xian rides on a mule, seeing the scenery of this plateau a lot, he doesn’t find it novel and lovely, it’s all desolate and bleak, seeing it too much by one person makes it monotonous, and feels lonely and desolate, but if two people walk together, pointing out each other Conversation is full of fun and has a special flavor.

And the mule walks on the main road, with one foot high and one foot shallow, bumps and bumps along the way, and the time is wasted day by day, even if you want to practice kung fu, if you go wrong, it will be extremely dangerous .

After another ten days of walking, Wu Xian's left leg has also healed, and it is as good as before. However, the weather has been sunny and sunny recently, and the journey has not been delayed. In addition, the foot strength of animals is beyond human's ability, so he also left Kunlun. The mountain range reaches the border between Qingan and Gansu.

Wu Xian changed to a brown horse, and galloped on the avenue. The cool wind flowed continuously by his side, and the wind whistled on both sides of his ears, and the exotic scenery in front of him quickly passed by.

Da da da.The sound of chaotic horseshoes came from a distance, the sound was loud and fast, Wu Xian looked straight ahead, and saw two strong and strong horses galloping on the desolate ancient road, the former drove the horses away as a tall and downcast man , a lean catcher who was tens of feet away quickly chased after him.

As they passed by, Wu Xian saw the tall man in front of him. His black hair was dirty and covered with leaves and cobwebs, scattered like a lion's mane, and his face was even covered by a big beard. If it wasn't for the arrester calling "Tie Kuang", Wu Xian still forgot about such a number one person.

Wu Xian's mind flashed back to Qingpingling's past, and he forgot to drive the horse. The horse's footsteps gradually slowed down, and he lowered his head to chew a mouthful of green grass on the roadside. With a heartbroken and hopeless appearance, if you say it, Tie Kuang still owes himself a pot of wine?If the catcher catches him quickly and beheads him, he will have to owe me a lifetime of wine.Don't do it, don't do it, Wu Xian shook his head, turned his horse's head and walked away.

In fact, to be honest, it was not really because of the wine, but because of Wu Xian's curiosity, Wu Xian thought in his heart: what happened to Uncle Tie Kuang, what did he do that made the government arrest him quickly.

Wu Xian's horse had rested for a long time before, and it hadn't traveled too far before, so it was stronger. It didn't take a moment to catch up with the catcher. Hair on the temples, but the brows and eyes are shining, and the legs are clamped on the horse's belly. Even if the horse is as fast as the wind, the person sits firmly on the horse's back. The back is as straight as a column and as motionless as a mountain.

The skinny catcher also looked sideways, and the eyes of the two converged in the air. Wu Xian was naturally loose, and his eyes were as calm as the wind, but as soft and warm as light, with a hint of chic and freedom.The skinny catcher is mature and serious, his eyes are heavy as water and tough as a rock, and the deep eye lines around the dry yellow eyes add a bit of story and vicissitudes.

The two horses galloped side by side, yellow sand rose up behind them, quite like a gold and iron horse, Wu Xian glanced at him up and down, his face was clean and tidy, but his clothes were messy and black with a lot of dirt, and the pair of rotten boots on his feet , the soles of his shoes were also full of mud and fallen leaves, and the tip of his nose could clearly smell the sour smell of sweat on his body, and he couldn't help but suddenly churn in his stomach.

(End of this chapter)