The Love of the Green Snake in the Other Side Pavilion

Chapter 2 The Conspiracy Approaches
"What about Huaizhen?" Xu Qingqing no longer had any hope.

"Which Huaizhen is the benefactor talking about?"

Xu Qingqing felt chills in her heart. If he hadn't asked Huaigu to leave her words to meet her hometown again, she might not have stayed for thousands of years. In the end, he said that he didn't remember. One word: How can love be, how can love be.

Snowflakes fluttered all over the sky, passing through the barrier, and soon a thick layer of snow accumulated on the shoulders of several people.

Hong Sanniang turned into a blood fox, shaking the snow on her fur, jumped onto Xu Qingqing's shoulder and said, "Xu Qingqing, let's go."

Xu Qingqing nodded slightly, stepped back and walked out.

Qing Ulsan, on a lonely cliff.

Hong Sanniang still turned into a blood fox and lay on Xu Qingqing's shoulder.

Xu Qingqing frowned: "Hong Sanniang, you should go, the person you want to see has already been seen."

The blood fox jumped off his shoulders and walked away lazily: "You think too much."

A string of plum blossom footprints were left on the snow.

The naturally clenched right hand was empty and lost the familiar feeling of the past, and there was nothing on the right wrist, and suddenly remembered that the string of Buddhist beads was lent to Hong Sanniang to hide from the Buddha's light.Reluctantly following the footprints, someone stood in front of him, and when he got closer, Ji Kong stood holding a string of Buddhist beads with his hands behind his back, and the blood fox lay quietly at his feet.

Xu Qingqing walked over and said: "Ji Kong, please return the Buddhist beads in your hand to me."

Jikong half turned his body and handed back the beads.

Xu Qingqing didn't pick it up, she put her hands in her sleeves; Ji Kong didn't take it back, her hands were in mid-air, unbiased.

The blood fox glanced at the two of them with half-covered eyes, then buried his head quietly.

"You really don't remember her."

"Yes."

"Then why come?"

"For you."

"Why are you here for me?"

"For cause and effect."

After questioning and answering, the blood fox fell asleep without interest, opened his eyes and the sun was setting, half was the setting sun and half was the moon, Xu Qingqing whispered: "I want to go with him to find Huaizhen."

"I also need to go."

A pair of fox eyes squinted to look at Ji Kong, with joy and sorrow, moodiness, thousands of emotions, all kinds of moods rushed up, but for a while, nothing could be seen.

Xu Qingqing hooked her eyes and glanced sideways at Jikong. Jikong's eyes were slightly lowered, as if she hadn't heard of it, she smiled casually: "It's up to you."

One person didn't hear it suddenly, and the other person didn't care, so the blood fox followed.

As soon as she left, Hong Sanniang once again turned into a blood fox and lay on Xu Qingqing's shoulders, tightly grasping the thin green shirt on Xu Qingqing's body, Xu Qingqing touched the fur of the blood fox on her shoulders, revealing a little blue color on her wrists , she nodded to Jikong and jumped off the cliff, Jikong followed closely behind without changing his expression.

Perhaps it has snowed heavily for several days, and the whole sky is covered with a layer of haze, and no one sees that there is a silver-armored general on the layer of clouds watching all this.

I don't know where that person is, searching aimlessly, not to mention hope and despair, living in the wilderness every night, and the wind in the forest in the cold winter is also a bit blowing, Xu Qingqing glanced at the lonely sky standing by the stream, Suddenly, she realized that she might never know about the person in front of her. Looking at it from a distance, she felt that the back was not so much a Taoist monk who did not eat fireworks, but a silent desert swordsman who had been to many places. He was indifferent, powerful, and fearless. , Living in isolation.

She walked up and stood quietly by the side, silent, Ji Kong never looked back, one person, one world, and the world did not exist.Xu Qingqing knew that the lonely sky was also silent on weekdays, without speaking or making a sound. He had never heard him chant scriptures, and he just closed his eyes and meditated blindly.

Xu Qingqing's eyes were full of coldness, and he said to himself: "I like a monk, and later he died of the Nine Heavens God Thunder."

A simple sentence is enough, Xu Qingqing is a little dazed, she once thought that the inseparable love is only the weight of a sentence, and the desolation and desolation in her expression has never been hidden.

Ji Kong didn't say a word, the wind in the forest blew fiercely, screaming like a night owl.

For a long time, so long that Jikong didn't hear it at all, Xu Qingqing turned to leave, Jikong said: "Love is like this, life has seven disasters and eight disasters: birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, separation from love, begging Can't, can't let go. No matter how poignant and beautiful, the only love can't escape these eight difficulties."

Ji Kong has always been reticent, on the road the rest of the month was nothing more than a cross, but Xu Qingqing looked unfazed: "You speak so clearly, it must be that love has passed."

"No."

"You didn't, heh, I really can't see it." Xu Qingqing chuckled, with unspeakable irony, this cruel and heartless man is not like him, lowering his eyes, Jikong, I'm just waiting to see you fall in love The appearance of robbery.

"Well, Master once mentioned this while drunk."

Xu Qingqing has become more calm and calm in recent years, she is no longer curious about everything like before, she gave a half-perfunctory and half-serious "hmm".

Ji Kong glanced at her indifferently, and said in a calm manner: "Master just let out a long sigh and said two words, Nie Yuan."

Xu Qingqing became interested. This love calamity is related to the reincarnation of the six realms. It is in the hands of Siming Xingjun, Yuelao, and Hades. Anyone who has great magic power to observe and calculate can change it. What's more, this situation is not so easy to guess.

Ji Kong turned around, the shabby monk's robes that had been mended several times shone holy under the moonlight, looked at Xu Qingqing with a peaceful face: "You rest, we will be on the road tomorrow."

Xu Qingqing slightly curled her lips into a smile, turned around and walked towards the blood-red patch, her clothes fluttering all over the place.

Jikong just raised his head slightly against the moonlight, his expression was soft, and the voice of that person sounded in his ears: "There is life and there is death, and reincarnation is also changing. Yes. Today's flowers are not yesterday's flowers, yesterday's flowers have withered; today's clouds are not yesterday's clouds, yesterday's clouds have dispersed. All things will eventually nirvana and extinction. What his voice brought him was the warmth that he touched at the very beginning of his life.

Watch the moon all night until dawn.

The day went on as before, but within a hundred miles, I saw a village, and the blood fox complained: "If I knew this earlier, I would have driven a little last night to live in the village. Why bother to make my fur tangled together."

The two didn't answer, Xu Qingqing patted the hair of the blood fox.

Entering the village, it is like a picture scroll unfolding. Unlike the heavy snow outside, the village is sunny and peaceful, with old farmers farming in the fields on both sides of Moshang, and the market is bustling with people. Just like Taoyuan.

Jikong frowned and stood in the middle of the road as if meditating.

Xu Qingqing stood quietly at the side, brushing the blood fox's hair one by one, and said indifferently: "Jikong, leave or stay?"

"leave."

Xu Qingqing didn't say a word about this, and the two went around without going out. Looking at the familiar market, she grabbed the hair on the blood fox's forehead and said, "You are also a fox anyway, so I won't help you take a look." The fox squeaked twice, Xu Qingqing let go with hatred, secretly held his forehead, and said: "Hong Sanniang said that it is not good at illusion formations, and there is nothing that can be done for a while, it is better to rest in this formation for a night."

Ji Kong nodded without any objection.

"You are outsiders, probably because you don't know that the village has always been self-sufficient, you rarely see outsiders, and there are no inns. If you don't dislike it, why not come to the old man's house and stay for a night." A gentle voice said in the rang from behind.

The two turned around, only to see an old woman hunched over, perhaps too old, her face wrinkled into a ball, holding an ordinary crutch in her hand, she looked like an ordinary old man.

Ji Kong was expressionless, but he was secretly wary in his heart. Nowadays, few people can get close to him without realizing it. This person is probably not easy.

Xu Qingqing groaned silently for a moment, then looked up at Jikong.

Jikong nodded and said yes.

After thousands of years, Xu Qingqing cared less and less. Seeing that Jikong agreed, she nodded in agreement.

The old woman smiled twice: "It's an honor for the two of you to come to the humble house." After speaking, she walked forward slowly with a cane.

The two followed, and after a long time, they saw the old woman stop. Although the room in front of her was not very big, it was better than clean and tidy. Wronged."

Xu Qingqing glanced at Jikong, pretending to be unintentional, and asked: "Ma'am, why did I see everyone on the road holding a peach charm when I came?"

The old woman smiled generously and said: "I heard that a female ghost appeared in this village hundreds of years ago, and a master expelled her away, but the method of exorcising ghosts has been handed down, and it has gradually become a custom. Why are you two interested? "

Ji Kong said calmly: "No, the two poor monks are a little tired after traveling for days, please ask the benefactor to make room for us."

The old woman looked at the two with a smile and said: "There is only one room left in the old man's house. I don't know how to tell the two of you on the way. This will save the old man's embarrassment. Please follow me." Ji Kong and the others led to the next room, and brought another quilt, "Although this quilt is old, it is very clean, you two don't have to worry."

After Xu Qingqing thanked the old woman with a smile, the old woman rambled on for a long time before leaving.

As soon as he entered the room, Jikong sat at the end of the bed and meditated. Xu Qingqing sat on the bed and stroked the fur of the blood fox, saying meaningfully: "That old woman is not simple."

Jikong didn't answer for a long time, Xu Qingqing turned over and closed his eyes indifferently, intending to take a nap, only to hear Jikong say: "Don't worry, the benefactor, since the poor monk agrees, he will do it."

Xu Qingqing replied with raised eyebrows, but instead asked: "What do you want to do?"

Ji Kong replied: "The poor monk wants to go to the village, the benefactor might as well rest earlier."

Xu Qingqing smiled: "Monk, I never remember a time when you were so enthusiastic."

Jikong clasped his hands together: "Everything is illusory, the poor monk does things directly to his heart, and the almsgiver has a picture."

Xu Qingqing said: "Hibiscus has white face, but you must know the skeleton with meat; it is beautiful and red makeup, but the hooded clothes leak the toilet. There are many people in the world who wear faces, and there are also many people who suffer. Don't you want to go through Jikong one by one?"

Jikong is still indifferent: "Illusions are born from the heart, not the reality, karma is closed, everything is empty. Life and death are blazing, and suffering is endless; with a Mahayana heart, I will help all. , after all, great joy." After saying that, Jikong walked out of the simple wooden house.

(End of this chapter)