Chapter 816: The Past of the Small World

"Death or someone? Choose it yourself." The person in front of the door had a sackcloth buckle, a straw rope around his waist, a black scarf on his face, and a strange voice, but there was oppression in the words.
The entrance and exit of the City God Temple are all based on this gate. At the moment, they are blocked by the Mai people, and the small fighting room is turned into a prison because of the words of the Mai people.
After Xiao Er retired to the table, Zuo Xiao smiled and said, "Guest, isn't this bad? Is this brother on the ground, my master asked him to discuss matters with him, and please make it convenient."
Mai people were unmoved, but stepped forward and looked at Xiao Er coldly. Being overwhelmed by this momentum, Xiao Er's face was on guard, he could not help holding his hands to the table, bowed his waist and looked at the coming person, and the incense burner on the table also trembled, for fear of Mai people coming.
Mai people narrowed their eyes and snorted "White ape offers peach?"
Singing on the ground with one foot, the masonry cracked in front of him, bouncing how tall a person was, slamming his hand, and heading directly to the Xiaoermen Gate.
Called by the Mai clothing people, the second child also no longer hid. In the laughter, he changed his previous posture of lower three and lowered his eyes, his eyes flickered, and his mouth smiled, reflected in the eyes of Mai clothing people, but the treacherous face was exposed. Exhaustive.
Speaking late, then fast; Xiao Er boxing incense burner, kicking for the table.
The incense burner bumped into masonry, and there was a bang, and the ash blasted off; the second prince was bright, and he could easily leave as long as he escaped from Mai. When the chaos took Lu Changwen, he could kill two birds with one stone. Has moved away from the rabbit, went straight to the temple door.
Mai was out of the palm of her hand, and when she saw the call for the table, the left palm was picked up, her right hand was pinched into claws, and the lightning caught it, listening only to the small one. The table was smashed in anger, and the four table legs landed at the same time. , A bang, fell in place, three feet into the ground.
The two met with fists and feet, but there were several people standing outside the temple and heading inwards.
The Mai people know that people here have many eyes and are prone to trouble. Seeing that Lu Changwen has not yet awoken, he tried it before Lu Changwen's nose, and his breathing was smooth without any problem. Reached out to find a pen and paper in Lu Changwen's handwriting, and hurriedly wrote a note. When he raised his leg and walked outside the temple, he didn't know whether he was intentional or not. Lu Changwen was kicked in the foot of Yongquan. Even though Lu Changwen collapsed to the ground, he hummed in his throat because of the sudden pain, and the Mai people came out of the temple. Door, there were no traces between the breaths.
Leave a few passers-by who are watching the excitement, watching Lu Changwen who has not yet woke up and pointing, but no one comes forward, for fear of another accident, in case it is not good for himself.
It is said that the good fortune is avoided, and the onlookers at this moment will vividly express these four characters.
Curious for a while, a few passers-by also seemed to be lacking in interest, Cha Zeng Gong was cleaned up, leaving Lu Changwen alone to faint on the ground ...
When Lu Changwen woke up, he was just about to get up, suddenly felt back pain into the heart and lungs, if the bones were torn, his forehead was sweating instantly, and he held up most of his body with a sigh of relief. The whole weight was only supported by his right elbow. Falling again, the roof was leaking, but it was very cold. After a half-hour break, I barely got up, went out of the temple door, stood against the wall, took a deep breath, and kept mumbling in my stomach, only to remember that until now, no rice had been fed.
The hand habitually reached into the cymbal and rummaged, pen and ink, "University", "The Golden Mean", nothing else.
The battle in the belly was shocking, swallowed, and rubbed with one hand, rubbing left and right, hoping it would last a few more hours.
I felt a note in my palm and turned to look at the moonlight. "Get out of here."
The handwriting was scribbled, apparently written in a hurry.
But his gesture was mad, like a silver hook with iron strokes. A few strokes penetrated the back of the paper, but the edge of the note was red, and it was smelled in front of his nose.
Lu Changwen was horrified. He wanted to see it again. He suddenly smelled a smell of fire / medicine. Before he could take a closer look, the note in his hand had turned into flying ash in the light of fire.
Seeing no one around, Lu Changwen shook off the fly ash from his hand, put away his hoe, and hurried toward the gate.
All the way along the wall, according to Liu, drill black mud, about half a column of incense time, has been under the city wall, bowed his head and rushed towards the city gate.
The soldiers of the city guard were already trembling with sleepiness, rubbing their eyes and seeing Lu Changwen coming out of the corner. Besides, he looked panic, so he had to leave the city at night, so he had to ask more questions.
Lu Changwen responded one by one. There were frequent wars here. The soldiers heard that Lu Changwen was in a hurry to test, and he was more patient to persuade Lu Changwen to join the army, or to be able to obtain a job and a half job.
"Even if it's ten years in the cold window, it's not worth the money of a participant." Seeing Lu Changwen listened carefully, the soldiers would hold Lu Changwen to show him a clear way.
"Grandfather, I have to tell the family when I was in the army, don't you look at the gate? Can you make it convenient?" Lu Changwen laughed.
"Huh? No, it can't be opened until three minutes before Yin." The soldier's eyes glared at Lu Changwen, and the soldiers immediately shut up.
Lu Changwen was looking for a corner to lean on. He had scolded the soldier of the city guard with a dog, but he had to say something in his mouth, hoping to leave the city early and stay away from the right and wrong place.
In fact, there is no deviation in the old saying—Xiu Cai encountered the soldier and could not explain it clearly.
The soldier refused to enter the oil and salt. He refused to open the door at three moments when he kept on Yin. Lu Changwen had no attack. He could only sit down against the wall.
Lu Changwen stood up with great joy, thanked the soldiers with his fists, and suddenly heard the Buddha's name behind him, and then guarded the soldiers. His hands were folded together, his brows were down and his face was respectful.
Lu Changwen looked back in amazement, and saw a monk wearing straw shoes and came slowly.
Strangely, this person is white-skinned, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but full of sorrow; he is about six feet tall and has long arms.
A gray monk's clothing was full of patches, but it was difficult to hide his nobility. He raised his palms in one hand, bowed back to the soldiers, rosary in his hands, soft and radiant, and he knew that this monk had been playing for a long time.
Yuan Mu looked at Lu Changwen and nodded.
"The Buddhist scriptures call back the people in the Bitter Sea Dream" Lu Changwen meditated for a moment and slowly answered.
Master Yuanmu was surprised for a moment, and his face was relieved: "The little donor has a relationship with my Buddha.
"How does the master know that I want to hurry, rather than enter the city?" Lu Changwen held the ceremony together, and was quite annoyed by the monk, and immediately retorted.
"The township test has passed, the little donor's face is distressed, looking outside the city, plus a face book volume, it must be a defeat in the township test, how do you worry about meeting your parents at home?" Opened his mouth but could not find a suitable reason for sophistry.
"The master is wise, the boy admires, and the journey is long. You need to go one step ahead, the master forgive me." Lu Changwen turned around and strode out of town.
I did not want to exhale a strange wind, my eyes went into the sand, and I raised my hands for a while to rub, but my eyes became red and swollen, my eyelids twitched, and my tears kept flowing.
I really don't know that the village beyond a hundred miles has been turned upside down. Lu Wending, the father in the family, is also red with eyes, and can't wait to choose someone to eat.
Every family in the village is also at risk, and even stays at home, even if they can't sleep at night.
There is a wooden table, a wooden chair, and a middle-aged man in the shape of a master in the village entrance. The grandfather behind was full of anger, and everyone in the village could not keep his door behind for a few days, which made him mad.
"Without the army, can you farm here well? Letting you join the army is like killing! Hey hey, what's the name of the guy who killed his wife in the village two days ago?" The grandfather suddenly shot the middle-aged man. A handful of questions were asked roughly.
"Lu ... the third child ..." the middle-aged man trembled, shaking like a sieve, his face almost sticking to the roster.
"If he hadn't committed it in another country, would he have killed his wife? Hurry up and write it down." Seeing the slow way written by the middle-aged man, the grandfather grabbed it, asked for his name, and wrote Lu Dingwen on the roster. It's hard to get into the eyes like a turtle crawling.
In the early years, thanks to Professor Lu Dingwen, the middle-aged man was able to literate and raise pens, and obtained a position as a clerk in the prefectures and counties. Therefore, he respected Lu Dingwen and wanted to take the opportunity to delay it. Regret is beyond words. Watching the sunset and thinking about it, we must find an opportunity to erase the name.
Lu Changwen stopped and stopped all the way. Ten miles away from the village when the sunset fell, the village house was already covered with smoke, but his legs, such as lead, grew slower and slower, and finally leaned on the tree beside the road. Take two more steps to hide your body.
After meditation for a moment with my eyes closed, I opened my eyes violently, strode toward the village, but turned back after a few steps. After so many times, I leaned back on the trunk again, the teeth biting, and my heart was rubbish. Words such as
waste
and
waste
appeared one after another, and the throat rolled several times, almost blurring out.
"It's a big deal, it's just a standstill, just start again," Lu Changwen muttered, moving toward the village again, gradually walking firm and striding.
At this time, it was dark, and only Lu Changwen was on the road, and he no longer worried about meeting acquaintances. However, for insurance reasons, he still picked the pan-gut path, and immediately walked away with a little movement. He went round and round to the shrine. Under the wall.
Immediately after leaving, Lu Changwen's body stopped because of the muffled sound in the shrine. Due to the thick walls of the house, even if he listened with his ears still vague, he had to put his ears against the wall.
After waiting for some tea time, but did not hear any sound, Lu Changwen was impatient, just about to get up, a wave of air passed through the wall, only to feel the hammer between the chest and abdomen, the whole person was off the ground Then he fell heavily to the ground.
Looking at the back wall of the ancestral hall, several large bales were gathered and scattered all over the wall. This frightened Lu Changwen to the ground, and he couldn't care about the direction.
There is nothing left when Xiao Ming is gone. This simple truth is still very clear to Lu Changwen.
I just ran into the person in front of me as soon as I took a step. At this moment, escape was urgent. Lu Changwen was about to yell, but he was very familiar with the announcement of the Buddha's name, and he looked at it carefully through the moonlight. Grandmaster.
Hurry up, grab the edge of Yuanmu's wrist, and try to escape from the place. Yuanmu's body is not moving, but Lu Changwen is backwards, almost toppled to the ground.
"It's really troublesome," Lu Changwen said impatiently.
Keeping your body and squatting, anxiously said, "Master comes up, I carry you, there is a monster in this temple, but you will be dead if you are late", urging, palms facing up, seditious, it seems quite anxious, so There is no time to take care of even the slight tingling of the heart and lungs.
"Little friendliness, the monk's heart is led, kindness and kindness." Yuan Mu said, sounding like a clear spring, intruding into Lu Changwen's heart and lungs, and if the snow met the rising sun, it quickly melted away, and the pain was relieved.
Lu Changwen hurriedly said, "You are a good monk, you monk, you are going to die, and you are still dragging the text, it is an elm cricket." He looked around in fear that the monster would show up.
Yuan Muzheng, however, grabbed Lu Changwen's collar, stepped on the sand, stepped away, and his breath was gone.
Lu Changwen watched the yellow sand at his feet receding like an arrow, his heart tightened suddenly, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't speak, and couldn't move. Yuanmu had already expected it, and he had sealed the sandalwood and dumb holes in his hands. .
After about an hour, Lu Changwen peeked into his eyes. Yuan Mu's face was normal, his breathing was smooth, and he was not tired at all.
Although I was surprised, I couldn't say anything. I had to look at Yuanmu timidly, but I was very curious about Yuanmu. Even if the horse was so fast, it was not known, and Yuanmu could follow the wind with his feet.
Almost the same as Mr. Storyteller's mouth shrinks into an inch. If he is good at this, where can the world be and how can it be reached?
The ancestral affairs had to be related to it before, so if you want to come, isn't it dangerous?
Perhaps the monk was wrapped in a merciless thief under the mercy skin?
Just listen to Yuanmu Heshan saying, "How about the donor?"
Lu Changwen listened, sneering in his heart. He was still called a friend, but now he is the donor. The fox's tail couldn't hide.
Dad, mother, filial piety! !! !! The grace of parenting can only be reported afterwards.
As soon as Lu Changwen's feet touched the ground, he fell to the ground, thinking of running away, but Yuanmu's movements stunned him, and what shocked him even more was what Yuanmu said next.
Yuan Mu grabbed three gold leaf plugs from his arms to Lu Changwen, who was about to open his mouth. "Your mother is dead, and my uncle will send you 10% of your internal strength, and you will have to hide for three days in a place with few people to save your life."
At the moment, he clenched Lu Changwen's hands and his palms became hot. Lu Changwen felt only the heat rising from his limbs and his body, which was very warm and comfortable.
Yuan Mu turned to Lu Changwen with a sudden slap. Lu Changwen could not help but take the wind. "The internal force can only maintain three hours." When he turned around, the monk had disappeared without a trace.