[Comprehensive] Famous Jianghu

hair loss?bald?

Wuhua guarantees that his face, which has not been happy for many years, will be irritable for a moment, and he just wants to bury Lou Jingmo back in the sand. He shouldn't fish him out, so he can step on his face at this time.

"How can a monk grow his hair?" Wu Hua said in a nonchalant tone, "The three thousand troubles in the world of mortals have been cut off, and the poor monk has the name of Wu Hua."

Lou Jingmo could tell that Wuhua was wearing a monk's robe without being blind, and he was wearing a string of Buddhist beads in front of him. What he said just now was to enliven the atmosphere, who made the winter in the desert too cold with snow and sand.However, the dharma name of Wuhua is very familiar, it is the seven wonderful monks who have become famous in Southern Shaolin in recent years.

Two years ago, when Wang Lianhua and her were collecting medicine in Fuzhou, they first heard the name of Wuhua. Wang Lianhua only sneered and said something cruel—that monk who dared to call Wuhua was probably a monk of seven absolutes.

"You became a monk in Southern Shaolin? So what about the second idiot?" Lou Jingmo really didn't want to end his friendship, so he didn't convey Wang Lianhua's words truthfully.

The fingers under Monk Wuhua's robe moved invisibly, and the question seemed to have stabbed his fingertips, which made him feel a kind of pain between his fingers, but it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared at all.

"He's gone, he left nine years ago." Wuhua looked at the endless snow-colored desert without any emotion, "That year, my father's enemy chased him to Hangzhou, and I failed to protect him. Not long after, I learned the news of my father's death. All love is boundless, impermanence is rare for a long time. I am so afraid of life, and my life is in danger of the morning dew. I became a monk in Southern Shaolin."

For a while, only the sound of snow and sand was heard.

Lou Jingmo might have had a bad feeling when he saw Wu Hua who had turned into a monk. Thinking of that little dumpling who loved to cry, he had to say that fate is really a fucking thing sometimes.

"I'm sorry." Wu Hua suddenly said these three words seriously to Lou Jingmo. His eyes, like Lang Xing's, seemed to have endless meaning, but the words were just an apology for the hasty gathering and parting that year. "In these years, I have never dared to go back to Hangzhou to look for you. Four years ago, I passed by Yuelai Lane and found that it was converted into a vegetable market. There is no trace of the past at all."

Why not?Don't dare or don't want to?Is it because he is afraid that the enemies of his father's generation will not give up?Or is it timid because of the closeness to the hometown, and you don't want to see the place where Ersha once lived?

Lou Jingmo didn't ask, and after nine years, it would be futile to ask. "I want to look for you, but unfortunately, two and a half years have passed since I escaped from that cave, and your house was burned to the ground with nothing left. There is no trace to be found again."

"You were caught in a cave? The yard where I lived was burned?" Wuhua murmured and suddenly understood the reason. He also hoped to wait for a few more words, but he never received another wrongly sent letter. letter.Year after year of waiting, all his hopes were worn away bit by bit until they disappeared completely.

It turned out that it wasn't that Lou Jingmo didn't want to, but he couldn't. Thinking of Tianfeng Shishilang who died in front of him, why the instigator was his own father.However, the past cannot be traced back, and it is meaningless to mention it all again.

In the end, Wuhua could only say one thing, "I should say I'm sorry, I caused you to suffer."

Lou Jingmo shook her head with a smile. She didn't feel the pain at all. Xue Xiaoren took the initiative to give away property, which laid the foundation for Xiao Louchun's development. Such a stupidity is rare in the world. "Don't talk about that, why did you come to the Western Regions? Did you encounter a huge tornado?"

The snow has never stopped, looking around, there is nothing but snow and sand.

Getting lost in the desert is often one step closer to the king of hell. To determine the direction, you have to wait for the snow to stop at night to observe the position of the stars in the sky other than encountering a camel caravan.

"In the Tang Dynasty, Xuanzang wrote "The Records of the Western Regions of the Great Tang Dynasty."

The flowerless monk's robe was also a little damaged, and the luggage he was carrying was lost in the tornado. "What about you? Didn't you come to enjoy the scenery?"

Enjoy the view?Who are you kidding!

Lou Jingmo returned a look of nonsense, she was tired of looking at the endless desert, "It is said that there is a destiny to meet each other, I am here to find a destiny."

The ruins of Happy City, there may be tens of thousands of treasures, the key is the remains of Wang Yunmeng and Chai Yuguan.Wang Lianhua almost got out of the desert, but she lost a fate.

Lou Jingmo hoped that the gods would see her as a model apprentice for the sake of her being a model apprentice, and she was sent down by a romantic relationship, but what came was not the wind blowing sand to show the ruins, but a sudden tornado that almost blew her away. Not to mention falling apart, more importantly, I completely lost the direction to Lop Nur.

Lop Nur during the Ming Dynasty was not a desert where not a single blade of grass grew. Although the ancient city of Loulan had been covered in smoke and dust, and the amount of water in Lop Nur was decreasing day by day, there was still a pool of clear lake water.

On the map marked by Bai Feifei, if you want to find the location of Happy City, you have to go to Lop Nur first. There was a secret road at the bottom of the lake that went straight to Happy City.If the secret path is no longer available, astrology can also be used to judge the position change of the ruins during the movement of quicksand.In short, it is first to find Lop Nur in the ancient city of Loulan.

"Looking for fate?" Wu Hua felt that this was even more outrageous than the scenery he had guessed, if they met again here, it would be considered fate, it would be better if they met again in a teahouse and bookstore on a rainy day in the south of the Yangtze River.

"I heard that a stone Guanyin came out of Khotan these years. Although he is named Guanyin, his heart is as hard as a stone. He doesn't like to see women who are more beautiful than her. You must have no idea to go to Khotan to find fate. ? That is really imitating Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who will go to hell if you don’t go to hell.”

Although both Loulan and Khotan are in the Western Regions, they are far apart from east to west.

Lou Jingmo heard Ji Bingyan mention two things about caravans avoiding Khotan. Shi Guanyin didn't like beautiful women who arrested them and ruined their appearance, but she didn't let handsome men go. In the strange stone city.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Shi Guanyin is not the only scary woman, but seeing that the jellyfish Yin Ji on the banks of the Xiangshui River created the Shenshui Palace and set the rules not to allow men to enter, the friendliness of the jellyfish Yin Ji is obviously a few degrees higher than that of Shui Guanyin.

The people in the villages and towns around Shenshui Palace are very grateful to live next to the Shenshui Palace, which saves them ordinary people from the trouble of being harassed by martial arts figures.

Having said that, Lou Jingmo still has some scruples.She received a post from Shenshui Palace to Xiaolouchun, saying that Yin Ji, the jellyfish, invited her to the palace to discuss whether Tianyi Shenshui could have an antidote, and asked her to go to the desert to postpone the postponement. .

"I don't dare to expect to see Avalokitesvara. If you go west, you can just take a look at Loulan." Lou Jingmo said, looking up and down at Wuhua, "The bald head is the highest standard for beauty. Obviously you got a high score. If you go to Khotan, you will not be able to escape the fate of being arrested. Who cares whether you have quit the world and become a monk, so it is really hard to say who will go to hell."

Lou Jingmo gave Wuhua a lot of face. She didn't say that she became a monk without entering the palace and becoming a eunuch. Monks can return to lay life, so eunuchs can't put back the cut things.

So much snow and so cold temperatures.Wuhua didn't know where the namelessness sprang up, and he didn't enter Shicheng for that reason.But he had to adjust his breath secretly, why on earth did he take the initiative to lift the stone Guanyin.

"Find a shelter from the wind and take a rest first. I also encountered a big tornado. I originally planned to head east to Lop Nur to replenish fresh water, and then go east to Dunhuang and enter through Yumen."

Now it seems that the two came from two directions, one east and one west, and their destination was Lop Nur, but they were lost by a sudden tornado.

The two sat quietly behind a small sand dune. They didn't have much water and dry food. Based on the stamina of martial arts practitioners, and the snowfall in the sky could barely be used as fresh water, they could last for another fifteen or six days at most. .

Few caravans enter and leave the desert in winter.Lou Jingmo did not dare to hope that the people of the Yanzi Company could find her. It was a blessing among misfortunes that they could save their lives. Desert native animals that will find oases.

Perhaps, compared to a person looking for a way in the vast desert, two people can at least have more comfort, at least prove that they are not walking in the forbidden area of ​​life.

But consolation alone is not enough. Lou Jingmo and Wuhua have been watching the stars at night for more than half a month, and the sky has stopped snowing and cleared up. I have never seen the Lop Nur that symbolizes hope appear in front of my eyes.

"I have heard some horror legends about Lop Nur before. It is a cursed place."

Lou Jingmo ate the last piece of dry biscuit, and the water bladder was empty. She knew that this life had not yet met the reincarnation conditions that Xiao Ding wanted, but she watched the sunset from a distance without any fear. Perhaps the pursuit of life is the pursuit of human beings. Instinct, but the fear of death can overcome change.

At this time, Lou Jingmo could think of many strange things he had heard about Lop Nur, and found a suitable one to say, "Fa Xian, an eminent monk in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, traveled westward to learn Buddhist scriptures. Those who have nothing to die for.

On this ancient Silk Road, there have been so many rich and prosperous countries like Loulan, and there have been so many lonely ghosts lingering after it disappeared.There have been many stories recorded in local chronicles. Those who lost their way have been looking for the water source of Lop Nur, but they all died of thirst not far from the lake, as if they were under some kind of magic spell and could not see the way forward. "

This is not the same as the current situation of the two of them. They both think that they are not going in the wrong direction, and they both have rich experience in survival in the desert, but they just couldn't find an oasis.

"If that's the case, it's time to escape." Wuhua glanced at Lou Jingmo, both of them were ashamed and ugly now, but she really smiled calmly, which made him laugh too. "Hundreds of years later, someone dug you and me out of the sea of ​​sand, but I don't know what they will speculate."

"What else can I speculate? It's very simple. I came to the desert as a person with hair, looking for a panacea for a person who can't grow hair - failed. Later generations will comment two words: stupid x! Come to a place where there is no grass to seek help The medicine for long hair is not just a funny irony."

Lou Jingmo felt sad when he said that, she was obviously here to hunt for treasure, and no one can deduce this afterward.Ordinary people and monks walking together in the desert can do nothing, it may not be the reason for leading the hair to practice, it is not as good as her nonsense.

Wu Hua finally stopped restraining his inner forbearance, and reached out to touch Lou Jingmo's loose hair, "Stop talking about hair loss, I can promise not to do anything to your hair."

"Okay, what about the eminent monk's heart and all the five aggregates are empty? The five aggregates are all empty, so don't let me talk about the empty hair."

Lou Jingmo didn't want to feel the pain of bereavement, so not talking was saving energy, it seemed to make them last a little longer, even though waiting for a miracle to appear was a fool's expectation.

In silence, the two continued to walk northwestward for an unknown amount of time. After all, the sunrise and sunset in the desert are different from those in the Central Plains.When the afterglow of the sky was about to end, a scene of border trade and mutual market appeared in the distance with people coming and going, camels passing through, and tents next to each other.

Mirage!The two looked at each other and saw that neither of them thought it was a real oasis. Firstly, such a large-scale mutual market had never been heard near Loulan, and secondly, why there was no sound at all when there was a real oasis.

However, the two of them still quickened their pace and walked towards the place where the shadows gathered. Since they never deviated from the original direction, could they have a sliver of unquenchable expectation.

A mirage is an illusion that cannot be pursued. No matter how hard people try to pursue it, it is impossible to touch one or two.

However, Lou Jingmo felt that the scene of the figures became clearer and clearer. Although he still couldn't hear the slightest sound along the way, he could clearly see the specific situation of the exchange market.That place is different from the place under the feet. There is no trace of heavy snow falling on the desert in that place. It can be seen that those people are dressed in summer, but the environment they live in is winter.

The next moment, Wuhua grabbed Lou Jingmo's hand, because both of them involuntarily felt their legs go limp, as if they had been hit by something, and they were suddenly in great pain and couldn't help falling forward.

"Timati, it's even cheaper!"

"It's not cheap. It's not easy to do business these days. The Central Plains is at war, and it's too difficult to get a batch of silk from the south of the Yangtze River. Yuwen Wenji has sealed off all the canals and waterways."

"The aristocratic family holds the military power, and we ordinary people have a hard time."

It was only one step, and the conversations of countless businessmen rang in the ears of the two of them. They thought it was a mirage, but they really sounded.

Lou Jingmo tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart, and when he looked back, the snow-covered sand had disappeared, but the blue waves of the lake under the midday sun were just the Lop Nur they were looking for.On its side, camels lie down to rest in twos and threes, and from time to time, people can be seen filling water for drinking.

"Xiaoyan, are you alright?" Wuhua barely stood up straight, and this scene was really that they broke into a mirage world. "We are here……"

Lou Jingmo took a deep breath. Finally, she was like the Wuyun of the Jingnian Zen sect that she had encountered before. She broke through the gap between time and space without knowing it. The pain in her body was the best proof of crossing the two realms. "You said that you want to imitate Tang Monk and go west. God heard your wish. Are you happy?"