Applaud for Happiness

If you want to make Shen Qi learn well, he must not do it once. Anyway, he is also a person who has experienced ten days and ten nights. This point is not enough.

However, in the open-air pavilion on all sides, the sky is full of snow and snow, which is not interesting, especially Shen Qi has to play chess seriously, cough, anyway, it is a good experience.

Shen Qi secretly added another stroke to Longyang Daquan.

Along with the ups and downs of the two bodies, one piece after another fell, the last release, Shen Qi's trembling body trembled, couldn't help turning his head and almost hitting it, kissing his lips like a lamp.

Confused and infatuated, no regrets.

Kuroko wins.

The light flashed on the chessboard, and went straight to the heart of the lamp, such as closing the eyes of the lamp, accepting the magical heritage, countless runes flashed in his mind, I do n’t know how long, maybe a breath, or a moment, he opened In the eyes, the chess board in front of it gradually disappeared, including the entire pavilion, dissipated in the snow and snow.

The clothes on his body had been sorted out. Shen Qi was not in his arms, but leaned lazily beside the pavilion, staring at the snow outside.

As the pavilion disappeared, the snow came in, blowing the juvenile's broad clothes fluttering, the long hair tied behind his head was dancing, with the red hair band, in a snow-white world, the juvenile with red hair was unusually eye-catching. , Like the elves condensed in this snow-white world.

The young man's eyes were blank, his face was a stunned expression he had never seen before, as if thinking of someone or something.

Like a glimmer of dim light under the eyes of the lamp, stepped forward, and looked along the young man's eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Qi returned to God, only to realize that the pavilion was disappearing, and looked at it like a lamp, with a smile: "Congratulations to the master for the first magical power."

As the lamp stared at his eyes: "What was he thinking?" He reached out and stroked Shen Qi's cheek, his movements were very light and his tone was very gentle, "Huh?"

"Thinking ..." Shen Qi dragged his long voice, an expression that he didn't know if he should say, and when he saw the color of the lamp eyes getting darker, he smiled suddenly, "Naturally, I miss the master!"

He stretched his arm for a hug, and teased with gaze: "Who does the host think I am thinking? Is the host jealous?"

"Relax." His eyes became gentle, but with unquestionable firmness, serious expression and persistence, "You are my first master, and I will be my last master. Only you, no one else, You will always be alone. "

As the pupils of the lamp suddenly shrank, the usual gentleness on the face disappeared like a tide, and he looked at Shen Qi for a moment without expression, and finally his brows stretched, revealing a very light smile: "Remember your words."

Then he took the first two steps to hold Shen Qi in his arms, and continued to drive forward against the snow, but the gesture of holding was no longer using him as a cover, but he tried to put his arms into his arms and covered him with wide sleeves. With bare feet, even Shen Qi could not feel the cold at all.

The magical power is not limited to one, although it is not as much as possible, but there is always one more means, which may be one more life.

After getting the magical power in the chessboard, such as Deng and Shen Qi, they continued to go deep into the secret realm, and they encountered three small relics along the way, and Tongtong was in their pockets.

There was no day or night in the secret realm. They walked around for about three days, and finally they came across a big ruin.

It is an island-like floating ground, split from the land under their feet, forming a floating island, small in size, up to two hundred square meters, with a temple, carved beams and paintings on it. The styles of several relics are completely different. If there were no Buddhist scriptures carved on the red pillars, it would not be obvious that this is a building related to the Buddhist family.

A white jade bridge is set up between the land and the floating island, but the bridge breaks from the middle, exposing a huge gap. If a mortal comes, there must be nothing to do, but if the lamp is a repairer, it is easy to cross the fracture and set foot on the floating island.

The gate of the hall was open, and I didn't feel any cover. There was no formation method, and the situation inside was clear. It was a hall. The hall was furnished like a royal palace. There was a throne in the center. The first three thrones were small. Under the bridge, there is still flowing water. The flowing water runs along the ditch on both sides around an entire rectangle in the hall. There are nine long columns in the hall, and each one is engraved with dense verses.

Dianyu did not have a plaque, maybe it did, but it was destroyed.

If the lamp stepped into the hall, as soon as you entered it, you realized that there was a universe inside. The scenery seen from the outside was magnified twice as soon as you entered. The throne was far away from the high hanging. The above scripture is enlarged. The original one-meter-wide ditch has become two meters, and the entire internal space naturally enlarges with it. Looking to the left and right, there are separate rooms on both sides of the hall. At this moment, the door is closed.

This is not a relic in the record. If the lamp observes while secretly being careful, he lowers Shen Qi: "Be careful."

Shen Qi can't leave him too far at present, but walking around this hall is still possible. There is nothing special in the hall. The room on the right is also normal. It is his turn to the room on the left. He stopped and floated back. "Someone."

Like a light footstep, but he hadn't had time to respond, the door on the left suddenly opened, revealing the situation inside, and a large Buddha statue was in front of him, and a brown middle-aged monk sitting in front of the statue turned his head. A glance at the lamp didn't surprise anyone, but it was a little interesting: "Spiritual period, so you are a disciple like Zizi?"

"If the lamp has seen the predecessors."

The middle-aged monk looked at the lamp with two eyes and stunned twice, saying, "No need to be polite, why should the monks pay so much attention, you little monks are just too gifted to go to Eli Lilly, I am a Mingzi, Mingwu, you call it My uncle is fine. How many disciples, such as Zizi, come in this time? "

Such as the lampway: "I was alone when I came in."

"Oh yeah." Ming Wu raised his eyebrows, his face was rich in expression, and he didn't look like a stable monk, nor was he a master. "What is your master?"

"The master tutor Puzhi."

Mingwu coughed suddenly, his face paled and flickered, and he slumped: "It turned out to be Master ’s disciple, here you are. Feel free to see it. Since you are Master's disciple, you also called me Uncle , I will tell you the key to the inheritance of this hall. Have you seen the rooms on both sides? There are two Buddha statues on each side. The key is in these two Buddha statues. I spent eight years in this hall. I studied the past, but I couldn't find a way to crack it. "

He rolled his eyes and smiled, "I should have left this mystery long ago, but I vowed to break the mystery of this hall in a rage at the time. Rarely anyone finds this place like me. I don't care if I go along with you. Observation, if you can solve this mystery, you must tell me the truth afterwards, I can exchange it with you like elixir, etc.? "

Afraid if the lamp didn't believe him, he simply walked out of the door and found an open space in the hall to sit down: "The Buddha statue is for you, you can study it, I swear by the Buddha's heart that it will never harm your heart."

For example, Deng smiled, "Uncle doesn't have to be like this, I believe." Seeing Ming Wu surprised, said euphemistically, "I have heard the name of the uncle."

This eclectic, to do everything must have a beginning and an end, otherwise it will be impossible to eat and restlessly, as if an uncle who went into the devil, even after disappearing for ten years, all kinds of deeds continue to spread to the disciples of Wanfo Sect , I did not expect it to be in a secret place.

Ming Wu obviously also knew his external image. Hehe laughed twice, and didn't say much.

If the lamp took Shen Qi into the room to find a breakthrough.

The Buddha statues on the left and right sides are exactly the same. Shen Qi does not know Buddhism, he does not know what Buddha is, and each world is different. Even if the appearance is the same, the names may not be the same.

According to Ru Deng, this Buddha image is the statue of Guanwen Buddha, the founder of Buddhism in the world, and his Buddha image is provided on the hall of Wanfozong.

There was nothing but a futon in the room.

Shen Qi turned around the two Buddha statues a few times. He saw nothing wrong and felt nothing different, so he shook his hands and gave it to a lantern. Those who are related to the Buddha are good at it. He turned to observe the hall. It is very curious to see the furnishings like Chaotang in the temple. Is there a monk who wants to be an emperor in this world?

He couldn't see him by Ming Wu, and he floated to the throne to sit and feel it, except that his vision was wide, he didn't feel any different.

Ming Wu spent eight years failing to crack it. If the lamp had no protagonist halo, it would not be able to be resolved in a short while, so like Ming Wu, he stayed in this hall.

For five days in a row, Ru Deng carefully read the Scriptures on the nine pillars. Although he could not find a way to crack them, he benefited a lot. On the fifth day, he realized something, and after three days of retreat, he woke up.

Shen Qishi is boring, and he can't leave the hall. He can only devote himself to the picture and change the way he wants to pass the time.

After more than half a month, no progress has been made.

On this day, as the lamp moved from the room on the left to the right, closed the door to study the Buddha statue on the right, Ming Wu sat cross-legged in the hall, and the old **** was there. It seemed that he had realized his enlightenment. He had not spoken for five consecutive days.

If the lamp took the wooden fish from the storage buckle to meditate on the meditation, there was no progress for many days, and because of his mentality, he was also a little impetuous, but the more he could not easily crack it, the more he explained that the magical power was extraordinary and he was bound to get it.

As he knocked on the wooden fish while twisting the beads, it was the string Shen Shen transformed into.

Shen Qi was coming to go to the hot spring in the picture, felt the touch, put on his shirt and showed his figure.

This is the first time he has seen such a serious chanting like a lamp, a white monk's clothes, a dusty appearance, and a kind of unspeakable sacredness. If you do n’t know his true face, anyone who sees it will make people admire admiration. .

Shen Qi narrowed his eyes, suddenly leaned down, hugged the shoulder like a lamp, and quickly took a bite on his lips: "The appearance of the master is really tickling."

If the lamp opened his eyes and looked out of the door, he signaled that someone was there, held down his messy hand, shook his head, and said nothing: "Don't make a fool."

Shen Qi broke away from his restraint, straddled him, and smiled and said, "No problem, the master will only focus on your scriptures. This time I will serve the master. If the master is worried about being found, just read the scriptures with his heart and do not issue Other voices are fine. "He took a bite of a throat like a lamp, feeling the muscles under his hands tense, and raised his lips." This little thing, shouldn't it be difficult for the master? "

If the eyes of the lamp are dark, but the hand knocking on the wooden fish does not stop, at least you have to finish reading the current verse.

Shen Qi avoided his lips and kissed other places: "I'm the real spirit. As long as I don't want to, no one except the master can see me and can't hear my voice. The master can rest assured." He reached into the white monk's robe and smiled, "But the master must hold back. Before the scripture is over, you must not breathe out of order."

If the body of the lamp was tight, the hand pressing on Shen Qi's shoulder became more and more loose, and finally gave up the resistance, moved to the top of the hair, inserted with five fingers, felt the silky hair in his hand, and pressed it down.