Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 657

The knock on the empty door resounded instantly, but no one answered the door for a long time.

Seeing this, Mu Xici couldn't help but get more and more panicked—is there no one in the audience today?
But it shouldn't be, the gate of the Taoist temple was clearly never locked.

——Although ordinary people are affected by the many mazes at the foot of the mountain, and those who have no chance are indeed unable to go to the top of the mountain, but the animals that have lived in the mountains for many years cannot be trapped by the maze.

Didn't the big yellow dog raised by someone in the previous life just hang around outside the Taoist temple all day long?

Therefore, even if there are no visitors in this mountain, Master and his elders will still hang a lock on the door habitually when they are away from the view.

So... the sound of her knocking on the door was quieter, and the people in the temple didn't hear it?
The little girl blinked, and after a while, she reached out and knocked on the door tentatively.

She used a little more force this time than last time, and the sound of knocking on the door was louder than before.

After knocking on the door, Mu Xici couldn't help feeling more and more anxious. She subconsciously curled her fingers, and there were a few red marks on her palm.

Mo Junli turned his eyes and caught a glimpse of the little girl's white and blue knuckles that he pinched, hurriedly stepped forward to grab her clenched fist, and carefully spread those slender fingers.

The two stood outside the Liuyun Temple and waited for a while, but this time, the sound of the wooden door opening and closing came from the temple.

"Squeak-"

The slightly old door groaned when it pivoted, and the two held their breaths, only to see a small head poking out of the crack in the door.

Seeing this, Mu Xici's mind was blank for no reason, and the half-grown child dressed as a Taoist boy slowly raised his head.

"Two benefactors, who are you here looking for?" The six or seven-year-old Xiaodaotong blinked and asked crisply, with a little nervousness in his eyes.

Is this... Master's new disciple?
The little girl looked at the Taoist boy and couldn't help shaking her head. It took a long time before she answered in a sleepy voice: "Excuse me... is this the residence of Lingyao Sanren?"

"Yes, this is indeed Mr. Lingyao's Taoist temple." Daotong nodded, seeing that the two of them were full of merit and virtue, not like villains, the tension in his heart relaxed a little, and he simply opened the door He got a little bigger, and stood in front of the two of them generously.

"It's just that the gentleman is not in the audience right now," Daotong said, while saluting with his hand in a vague manner, "this benefactor, what can you do with the gentleman?"

"Not here..." Mu Xici was startled when she heard the words, her dark almond eyes immediately dimmed three points, she narrowed her eyes, and a very forced pale smile appeared on her lips, "If you're not here, forget it... I It's just... I just want to find my old friend."

"By the way, fellow daoist, do you know when he will come back, sir?"

"I won't come back." Xiao Daotong shook his head, and a three-pointed loneliness appeared on Bai Nen's face, "Sir, the old man turned into a fairy yesterday, so he won't come back again."

"Yu, Yuhua?" Mu Xici's eyes widened in a daze, "You mean... Teacher... Mister, he drove west?"

This kind of news was too sudden, so sudden that she had no time to react.

The incomprehensible sourness swept her away in just a split second, her brain went numb, her eye sockets instantly became red and red, her throat was as hoarse as if it was filled with fine sand, but she rolled no matter what. Do not cry.

—she seemed too sad to cry.

"This benefactor is not going west on a crane, but has become an immortal!" Xiao Daotong corrected the little girl's words solemnly with a stern face, "Mr. has become an immortal, so he has not passed away."

"Xiaotong watched Mr. ascend to immortality with his own eyes, and Mr. left me a task before he left, saying that he asked me to wait for someone, wait..."

Xiao Daotong held his little hand, carefully recalling the words that the Taoist had said to him before he left, his big eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, wait for old friends! I remembered, sir asked Xiaotong to wait for his two old friends!"

After he finished speaking, he realized belatedly that there were two people standing in front of him, and when Mu Xici had just asked about Qi Lingyao's whereabouts, he had mentioned "old friend".

"Old friend... old man." Xiao Daotong pouted his mouth and muttered, then looked at the two people up and down in front of him carefully, and stroked his palms violently.

"This benefactor, I can see that your aura is similar to that of Mr. You seem to be from the same school. I think you are the Mr. "Fantasy" that Mr. always talks about!"

"...My dao name is indeed 'Wonderful Life'." Mu Xici replied softly with a hoarse voice. Not only did this little fairy tale not make her feel at ease, but it made her even more sad.

Master still remembers her...he has always missed her.

But she dared to come to see him after so long, even late.

"That's it, sir said that you are the only disciple he has accepted here, and I miss you very much." Xiao Daotong smiled, turned around and pushed open the door of the Taoist temple, "Mr. Wangsheng, both of you When you arrive, please come with the boy."

"Mr. left a letter for you in the temple, and I invite the two of you to sit in the courtyard for a while. The boy will help you get the letter."

Mu Xici was stunned when he heard the sound, unable to recover for a while, Mo Junli couldn't help but sighed when he saw this, took half a step forward, and nodded to Daotong: "If that's the case, I'll be fine."

"Sure, please come in quickly, both of you." Dao Tong bent his eyes, stepped on a pair of short legs, and led the two of them into the Taoist temple.

Everything in the view is still the same as in the little girl's memory, but it is a little older, as if it has been severely honed by time.

When crossing the threshold, Mu Xici almost instinctively raised her eyes and swept the white wall beside her. With this sweep, she just saw the traces carved by the magic sword on the wall-this is the previous life, the master recorded her every year. place of height.

Sure enough, everything in Qiling Mountain has never been "reborn".

It's just that she doesn't know what kind of relationship these have with Master.

The little girl stopped, stretched out her hand to touch the sword mark on the wall, her fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and the tears that had been suppressed for a short time burst out again at this moment.

She opened her mouth, but her trembling lips|tongue couldn't make any sound.

"You two wait a moment, the boy will go get the letter right away." Seeing that Mu Xici was staring at the marks on the wall in a daze, Xiao Daotong didn't lead the two of them into the courtyard in a sensible manner, but turned to be very considerate Moved a small stool for Mo Junli to sit on.

The young man looked down at the small stool that was not as high as his calf, thanked the little boy dumbfounded, then silently moved the stool aside, and accompanied Mu Xici to stare at the wall again.

Xiao Daotong ran fast on his short legs, and after a while, he fetched the letter and handed it to Mu Xici.

"Here, Mr. Wangsheng, the letter that Mr. Wang left for you before he ascended to immortality." Daotong raised his head, and when the little girl took the letter, his eyes were slightly more relieved.

Mu Xici accepted the letter, and after a long time, he slowly took out the two pages of rice paper in the envelope.

She opened the letter, and fourteen small and unrestrained characters surrounded by a ring immediately jumped into her eyes.

The little girl picked up the letter paper and lowered her eyes to identify it for a moment, and then she realized that it was a small circular poem connected end to end:

In the previous life, I searched for dreams through this door,
Dreaming through this door forgets my body.

Forget yourself as the Dharma of hearing your heart,
Search for the previous life to hear the heart.

　It's not easy to make a ring, so I took it apart.

　　You can write it on paper, it is circular!

　　Praise me, praise me, praise me, praise me!
　　In fact, this poem was written by me during the Chinese New Year in about 16-17 years

　　I forgot whether it is 16 or 17

　　Anyway, I didn’t think about it at the beginning of writing this book, and when I thought about it later

　　Suddenly found
　　I rub it, this song can be used!
　　Moreover, the artistic conception and connotation are very consistent with Ah Ci's previous life, present life and this behavior

　　Whether it’s the amnesia in the previous life or the cultivation practice, it’s also good to come to Liuyun Guan in this life to find the previous life, and she feels that everything is like a dream... It’s not too perfect! !
　　Originally, I wanted to change it, but after thinking about it carefully, I changed it and used it like this! !
　　In addition, this Xiaodao boy will be A Ci's apprentice. He was born with yin and yang eyes, so he saw the merits of the two of them. Later (the next chapter or the next chapter) will talk about

　　And, the master did not die after becoming a fairy, or he was a fairy in the first place. If you haven't read Lou Bai in the last book, you can read it if you want to know the details.
　　Qiling Mountain didn't go back in time because it didn't really belong to this world.

　　Of course, these are all side-show eggs. I’m talking about it here, mainly to explain why Ah Ci Counselor can be reborn

　　It has a great relationship with master, master and ancestors and the way of heaven.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)