The morning light disturbs the clear dreams, and there are pedestrians on the road.
The mountain road of Xumi Pavilion is still surrounded by clouds and smoke, and walking along it feels like being in a fairyland.
A troubled person walks in the mountains, but what he thinks about is the Bodhisattva in Sumeru Pavilion.
Buddhism is boundless and can relieve the sufferings of all living beings.
The eminent monks of Xumi Pavilion said this, so they kept these words in their hearts.
But today's Xumi Pavilion is indeed different from the past.
The mountain gate was closed, and the Bodhisattva seemed to have forgotten his mission.
The people asked for something, but what they faced was the monk guarding the mountain saying "please come back, please".
Could it be that Bodhisattvas also have worries?
Maybe Buddha also has worries But if Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all have worries, how can they boast of relieving the sufferings of all sentient beings?
The sky is clear and the sun is like a wheel.
This kind of good weather is suitable for staying at home and enjoying the gentle breeze and sunshine.
All impetuous things seem to disturb the tranquility of this weather.
Unfortunately, today was destined not to be peaceful after all.
As the sound of marching footsteps came from the mountain road, the nervous expression on the face of the little monk guarding the mountain at the gate of Xumi Pavilion became more solemn.
With tens of thousands of troops approaching the city, even the lord of the city would be frightened, let alone a Xumi Pavilion.
The leading general held the invitation card in his hand and ordered the army not to act rashly when the army arrived at the gate of Xumi Pavilion.
He immediately dismounted and handed the invitation card to the two monks guarding the mountain.
"Young monk, hurry up and report to your abbot that Mr.
Yue has come to pay homage to the mountain."
"Mr.
Yue, why do you mobilize so many people to worship the mountain?"
The little monk's face showed a bit of sadness and anger, "Such a battle is enough to flatten Xumi Pavilion without worshiping the mountain, so why worship the mountain?"
The general didn't know how to answer, so he immediately turned back and looked at the army behind him.
The crowd slowly opened a path, and the two young monks could clearly see several figures walking among them.
Red clothes and white hair, ice flute and harp.
No one in the world would want to imitate such a dress, so it was not difficult to guess the identity of the person in front of him.
Musician, Yue Izumo.
The scholar and Dao Wuhen followed Yue Chuyun, but within a moment they were in front of the young monk.
"Young monk, there is a reason to worship the mountain.
Izumo came here today because he has a big matter to ask the Bodhisattva for help.
It is not to cause trouble in vain.
Even if the movement is louder, it is just to prove that what Izumo is asking for is.
It’s just a big deal.”
"Xumi Pavilion does not accept foreigners, let alone evil spirits and heretics.
Mr.
Yue, please come back."
Dao Wuhen couldn't help laughing: "Little monk, do you know what evil heretics are?"
"The young monk doesn't understand what evil heretics are, but he also understands that anyone who can kill hundreds of people in the Mo family in one night must not be a good person."
"Mr.
Yue, it seems that Xumi Pavilion has made it clear that we are not welcome today."
The scholar chuckled upon hearing this.
Yue Izuyun nodded, and a glimmer of blood flashed in his eyes.
"I'm just going through the process of sending greetings.
Since Xumi Pavilion doesn't welcome us, then we can't embarrass Xumi Pavilion.
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However, when Xumi Pavilion kidnapped the current princess, King Qingping also had to follow Xumi Pavilion.
Please give me an explanation.
We have no control over this matter.
We can just be spectators."
After Yue Izuyun said this, he turned around and headed towards the army.
The young monk guarding the mountain couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
But before he looked up, he saw another figure in front of him.
Wearing a purple eunuch uniform and holding an edict in his hand.
"Come here, bring Wei Shu up."
The young monk guarding the mountain suddenly seemed to hear something that made them extremely frightened, and then saw a familiar figure walking out of the army.
To become a Buddha with just one thought, Sumeru is special.
"Senior Brother Weishu" Wei Shu closed his eyes and was speechless.
After a moment, Kai slowly opened his mouth and said: "Open the mountain gate."
"Senior Brother" "This matter is not something you can solve.
Open the mountain gate, go down the mountain and return to the world.
Don't set foot in the world in the future, and don't be tainted by the cause and effect of the world again."
The little monk turned his head blankly, then turned to look at Wei Shu carefully.
After a while, the young monk let out a long sigh and worked together with his junior brother behind him to open the mountain gate.
Then they said the Buddha's name and went down the mountain together.
"Brother, you made us all pretend to be blind this time."
Yue Izuyun walked out of the crowd and said with a smile, "I don't believe that the disciples of Mount Shou of Xumi Pavilion can actually have the strength of the Tao realm."
"I was in the hands of Mr.
Yue.
How could I ever return to Xumi Pavilion?"
Weishu turned around and opened his eyes and smiled softly, "This matter has nothing to do with me.
Mr.
Yue can't ask questions about me."
Yue Izuyun shook his head as if helpless, and then motioned for others to follow his footsteps.
"Mr.
Yue, will there be Xumi Pavilion after today?"
Wei Shu suddenly asked before going up the mountain.
"Maybe.
Isn't there a Bodhisattva in Xumi Pavilion?
What does the Bodhisattva say?"
Wei Shu smiled miserably: "Buddha said, he can't do anything either."
These words came out of Yue Izuyun's mouth, but now they appeared in Wei Shu's mouth, and they sounded extremely happy.
Everyone smiled slightly, and then saw the scholar coming behind Weishu and saying: "I don't know if there will be Xumi Pavilion after today.
I only know that there will be Zhang Qiubai after today, and there will also be Weishu."
A look of disbelief appeared on Wei Shu's face, and then he heard the scholar continue: "Last night, Mr.
Yue had ordered Huang Xiaotu and Tang Xiaochen to escort Zhang Qiubai out of Xumi Pavilion.
He must have arranged a back-up plan with Mr.
Yue at this moment.
No need to worry about safety issues. ” "Mr.
Yue will also protect his abandoned son," Wei Shu said with a sarcastic smile.
"Zhang Qiubai is not a chess piece.
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I saved her life and she set up a trap for me.
This is a deal.
If she dies, I will at least fall into the category of profiteers."
Yue Izuyun explained.
Wei Shu smiled slightly: "Excuse."
Yue Izuyun no longer explained, but while leading people up the mountain, his mind was wandering to nowhere.
Perhaps he was also thinking about where Tang Xiaochen's carriage was now and whether Zhang Qiubai had left safely.
Above the official road, dust is flying.
Huang Xiaotu held the carriage while Tang Xiaochen leaned on the carriage and took a nap.
The girl was speechless all the way.
Ever since she picked up Zhang Qiubai, the girl had been silent all the way.
Huang Xiaotu is a person who likes to chat with people and can't stop.
But with the silence coming from the carriage, Huang Xiaotu was also surprisingly quiet along the way.
Faced with a dazzling sword light, Huang Xiaotu didn't care how far away the sword was from him.
Fighting was not his specialty, he was good at watching dramas.
Of course, the more important reason is that the sword was so fast that Huang Xiaotu couldn't catch it.
"bite" The sound of gold and iron intersecting came, the sword stopped in the air, and then a flying arrow flew upside down and landed on the ground.
The sound of breaking through the air came from behind the carriage.
Tang Xiaochen opened his eyes and listened carefully for a moment, then turned around and asked: "Xiao Tu, what did you hear?"
"I heard the sound of money being thrown out."
Huang Xiaotu said without looking back and shouted back, "Miss Xiaoran, just block him.
The hidden weapons of yours that are all over the sky make me feel bad."
"My brother helped me build a hidden weapon.
Why do you feel bad about it?"
The charming voice immediately fell on the carriage.
The person retracted his crossbow, bent his knees and looked at the figure opposite who fell back to the ground.
"Baidicheng, why are you blocking our way?"
"Since you know my name, you should know that the hidden weapon in your hand cannot stop me.
Hand over the people in the carriage and I can let you go."
"What will happen if you don't hand it over?"
The cold tone did not conceal the murderous intent.
The girl named Xiao Ran turned around and looked at the figure behind her with a chuckle.
"Brother Twelve, he is cruel to me":