In the middle of the courtyard, there is a soil collapse.Su Dawei was at the edge of the pit, squatted down, stretched out his hand and turned over the soil, it was still a little wet, it seemed that the fight had not been long over.This pit should be the traces left by the tall dragon's transformation into a ghost.The tip of his nose twitched slightly, and he faintly smelled a bloody breath, and there was a strange special smell.Su Dawei's fingers turned in the dirt, and a piece of something was turned out of the mud.It was a hook-like thing, with black hairs like steel needles on it, and blood flowing from the fractures.Ghost Claw.Strictly speaking, this is the weird, one finger of Xiao Sang's transformation into a ghost claw under Gao Dalong.The ghost claw is not low in the weird, but it was cut by someone, who is the enemy?
Is it the people of the overlordship, or the Taishi Bureau?
Many thoughts surged in Su Dawei's heart, and suddenly, his body stiffened slightly.In the courtyard, I don't know when a reflection appeared.The moonlight shone on the courtyard wall, except for the dark shadow of the building, at this time, there was a human figure.Su Dawei slowly raised his head.He saw that on the roof of the house in front of him, a woman in white stood at some point.The silver-white moonlight draped over her body, dancing with the white clothes, as if covered with a halo.The woman wore a hat on her head and hung down a white veil, which just covered her facial features.This made Su Dawei unable to see the other party's appearance clearly.His gaze quickly fell on the hand of the woman in white.In his left hand, he holds a large bow, almost a man tall.Almost at the same time that Su Dawei noticed the other party, the woman opened her bow in her left hand and held an arrow with her right hand, and her movements were full of elegant rhythmic beauty, and then - collapse!
A long arrow, lightning shot at Su Dawei.A sharp sound of breaking wind roared.Su Dawei's right hand slashed forward.Bite!
In the spark burst, his wrist suddenly became hot.A huge force came, and Su Dawei "kicked" and took two steps back before he could dissolve the force attached to the arrow.At the same time, a soft sound of "click" was heard in his ears, and the horizontal knife in his hand was disconnected.Su Dawei scolded secretly, and threw a half-cut horizontal knife at the woman.At the same time, he drew his demon pestle, turned into an arm shield to block his head, and his body shrank down at the same time.The dragon-shaped nine turns, the trend of shrinking.Dragons can be big and small, and they can rise and hide.As soon as he had done all this, there was a piercing pop from the arm shield in his hand.A force greater than just before pushed him back five or six steps in a row.This is the opponent's second arrow!
And unlike the sound of breaking the wind brought out by the first arrow, the second arrow is silent, but the power is several times greater than before.If he hadn't reacted quickly, he was afraid that the corpse would be cold.Su Dawei oozed cold sweat from the corners of his forehead.The body rolled and threw himself into the dark corner of the wall.When I looked up again, there was only silver moonlight like snow on the eaves.The woman in white had long since disappeared.If it weren't for the fact that there was a long arrow "buzzing" and trembling on the ground, I would almost have thought that everything was an illusion.After a few pauses, Su Dawei vigilantly climbed onto the eaves, lowered his body and searched around, making sure that the woman in white had escaped.Shaking his head, he returned to the courtyard.If what he expected was right, this woman in white should be the archer who assassinated him in the evening.It's just that I didn't expect to meet her again here by such a coincidence.Is it a coincidence, or is it something else?
What does this woman want to do here?
There is no solution to the problem for a while.Su Dawei had to press the question for the time being, returned to the courtyard, searched carefully, and made sure that there was no new discovery, he pushed open the broken door and walked in.There is not much furniture in the room, only a bed, a table and a stool.Now the tables and stools have been broken, the wooden windows have been shattered into sawdust, and only the bed is still intact.Su Dawei walked to the side of the bed and touched it.It was cold on top, without a hint of heat.Optometry swept around the room, and thought about the position of the tall dragon in his heart.According to the traces in the room, Gao Dalong should have been sitting here at that time, and Xiao Sang may have been sitting opposite.Then someone broke through the window, the table was smashed first, and the oil lamp on it rolled to the ground, and the traces of oil stains and splashes happened to prove the direction of the force.Then Xiao San turned into a strange and broke out with the enemy.Gao Dalong then followed, and turned into a ghost in the courtyard and joined the battle.Probably, that's it.Su Dawei frowned, as a result, Gao Dalong's side lost contact again.Who exactly is the enemy?
Did it come so suddenly that even the tall dragon didn't have time to leave a clue for himself?
He sat down on the couch, his hands touching the cold wooden bed.At that time, Gao Dalong should have been sitting here, what would he have thought at that time?
Su Dawei looked up at the roof.In the dimly lit room, the beams and shadows melt together.There was only a little moonlight coming through the window.And Su Dawei, staring at the beams of the house, suddenly lay down.The location......
On the beams above your head, you might find something interesting.If you are an ordinary person, it is difficult to notice that little difference.But Su Dawei is a stranger, and when his luck is in his eyes, his eyesight is almost not lost to Nan Jiulang.He rolled over and jumped up like a tanuki.The hand stroked lightly on the beam, and sure enough, it was the same as he thought.Here, someone has come up, and the thickness of the dust is different.Also, when you touch it carefully, there are fine scratches on the position where the beam is facing the head of the bed.Su Dawei slowly stroked the scratch, and muttered in his mouth: "Qing ......
Dragon, Temple. ”Qinglong Temple, the ancestral court of Buddhist Tantric Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty.The temple is in Chang'an Yanxing Gate in Xinchangfang, established in the second year of Emperor Wen of Sui, formerly known as Inspiration Temple, and later renamed Qinglong Temple.Historically, Qinglong Temple is most famous for its long-term residence in the Tang Dynasty Tantric Master Hui Guo.The famous Japanese monk Kukai once studied Buddhism here with Huiguo, and later Kukai returned to Japan to found Shingon Buddhism, which is known as "Tomi" in history.However, these deeds will not be until 155 years later.At present, among the many Buddhist temples in the Tang Dynasty, Qinglong Temple is not so conspicuous.The night was dark.Dark clouds obscured the moonlight from nowhere.In the silence, a dark shadow walked through the rolling eaves like a ghost.Finally, on the eaves of a high tower in the Qinglong Temple, the black shadow bowed down, almost blending into the darkness.The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the cold moonlight illuminated the earth again.Su Dawei crouched on the glazed tiles, silently observing the Qinglong Temple.Under the night, the towers and Buddhist temples of Qinglong Temple are like dormant giant beasts, and the shadows and shadows are not clear.The line of sight searched in the dim darkness, and finally found a glimmer of light.Su Dawei secretly used the method of whale breathing, reducing his breath to nothing, and at the same time, with a movement of his heart, the ghost-faced jellyfish swam from the back of his hand to the face, wrapped his facial features, and transformed into the appearance of Jin Famin.In case someone breaks it, you can also disguise yourself as a Silla person.Half a cup of tea later, he had already dived to the place where he had just seen the glimmer.It was a Buddhist hall.There was silence all around, only a little light like a bean in the window of the Buddha hall, which looked a little weird in this night.Su Dawei carried the dragon-shaped nine turns, and his body was high and low against the wall, as light as a raccoon cat and as soft as a baby.Quietly, he has sneaked to the top of the Buddha hall.Glancing at the smooth glazed tiles on the eaves, Su Dawei thought to himself: These tiles are stacked and intersected, slippery and slippery, if you want to peel off the tiles and peep down, they will definitely make a noise.So the voyeurism in the film and television in the previous life was all nonsense.After taking a deep breath secretly, Su Dawei hooked the eaves with his toes, and used the posture of inverted bead curtains to turn his body upside down on the cornices, and peeked in through the half-open window.The Buddha hall is very large and very empty.There are Buddha statues standing on the four walls, and there is only an oil lamp.The lights flickered, and those Buddha statues couldn't see their faces clearly, but they only felt terrifying.In the middle of the Buddha hall, there are four people sitting cross-legged.Su Dawei carefully identified that three of them should be Shamen monks.Two old monks, one fat and one thin.Across from them, sat a tall monk.On the side, a little further away from the three monks, a walker sits cross-legged.Su Dawei suddenly remembered in his mind that when he was weird and chaotic in Chang'an before, he had seen this walker on the street, and he had dealt with weirdness with him.Just as his gaze rested on the walker, the walker with his back to the window seemed to sense it and glanced back.Su Dawei was shocked, and quickly retracted his gaze, narrowed his eyes, and held his breath at the same time."
Walker, what's the matter?"
The fat old monk who was sitting cross-legged glanced at the walker with his hands folded.The walker shook his head.The fat monk stopped talking.He whispered a few times and muttered, "Then let's continue to debate, and you can watch from the sidelines." ”Su Dawei naturally didn't know these three monks.But if you are a layman who believes in Buddhism in Chang'an, you will know that the fat monk is Master Huiming, the abbot of Qinglong Temple.And the thin monk beside him was Master Hui Xing.Qinglong Monastery originally pursued the Three Treatises, because of the practice of Nagarjuna's "Middle Treatise", "Twelve Gate Treatises" and Deva's "Hundred Treatises".However, since the nineteenth year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, Master Xuanzang returned from Tianzhu to seek the Dharma, and the imperial court organized a large-scale translation field for him, and the various legal scriptures he translated gave a great shock to the Chang'an Buddhist world.Chang'an Buddhism was originally dominated by the Tiantai sect and the Three Treatises sect.As a result, some new schools of thought and ideas gradually prevailed.For example, Hui Xing, the younger brother of Master Huiming, advocated the practice of Vinaya, and used the scriptures brought back by Master Xuanzang to correct the inconsistencies in the "Maha Sangha Vinaya" and "Ten Recitation Vinayas".Start with the precepts, and the second brother practice.As for Hu Seng Na Luo Erpo, he is originally from Tianzhu and is currently placing an order in Qinglong Temple.At this time, as a third party, I happened to participate in this dialectic.Under the oil lamp, Master Huiming's white eyebrows twitched slightly, his hands were folded, and his face was solemn."
In my opinion, the cultivation is the primary specialization, and the practice of each of the Three Treatises is complete, and there is no need to cultivate the Vinaya to divide the Buddha's mind.""
Senior brother's words are wrong."
Monk Huixing said: "Judging from the scriptures translated by Master Xuanzang, there are also ways to practice and a second brother.Although Buddhism is universal to all sentient beings, but there are many sentient beings, ordinary believers, where to start?
”After a pause, Hui Xing's thin face showed a solemn look: "The Buddhist scriptures have clouds, and the precepts are set to be wise, the so-called precepts can be determined, and the precepts can give birth to wisdom, and wisdom is the supreme law."
Therefore, the practice should start with the precepts, keep the precepts, take the entry path, take this as the basis, and then practice the three treatises. ”Monk Huiming just shook his head and said nothing.Hu Seng Naluo on the side suddenly raised his head and let out a burst of laughter.The laughter is like a clash of gold and stone, and it is extremely harsh in the night.()