Chapter 85: Willow Catkins Without Flowers Wants to Resolve Heart Knots (8000)

Originally, this was a broken giant tree, formed by the intertwined roots, with a palm print on it.

But just when Xu Bai was about to leave, a special change occurred.

The palm print was still the same palm print, but where the tree was broken, it was like a dead tree in spring, with new green buds sprouting.

The new buds were green and full of vitality, and this touch of green added a layer of vitality to the originally broken giant tree.

It may not be right to describe it as full of vitality, but the tiny buds give people a sense of vigorous power.

The old postmaster was also nearby. After seeing this scene, his face was dull, as if he saw something strange and he couldn't explain it.

Perhaps in the eyes of the old postmaster, this was something that could not be explained, but in Xu Bai's eyes, he saw something of another level.

His progress bar changed, and it changed completely.

Today he came here and worked on the progress bar for a while, and made some progress, but since the new green buds sprang up like mushrooms after rain, everything began to go backwards again.

The so-called regression refers to the progress bar regression, although it is not obvious, but it has indeed regressed.

This is the first time that it has happened, and Xu Bai was also surprised, but he quickly figured out the reason.

This is definitely not a problem with his progress bar. It can only be said that there is a problem with this broken giant tree, and the giant tree itself has changed.

When he was observing before, he was also calculating the time for the progress bar to be perfected. According to his calculations, it may be slightly worse than the previous nameless Buddhist Scripture and Spring Flower Pen.

After all, this palm print was just casually pressed on it by the female master. Compared with the nameless Buddhist Scripture and Spring Flower Pen, the degree of seriousness is not worth mentioning at all.

The nameless Buddhist Scripture was handwritten by the abbot of the Vajra Temple, and the words on the Spring Flower Pen were also engraved by the dean of Qingyun Academy. The amount alone is very different.

But it is also a progress bar after all, just a little worse, he doesn't dislike it.

Now it seems that I thought too much. This time there was a change, and the progress bar was reduced, indicating that the palm print on this tree has become stronger.

Xu Bai stared at it carefully, and when everything settled down, the new buds on it stopped growing, and the progress bar stabilized again.

He roughly estimated the time, which was higher than the nameless Buddhist Scripture and the Spring Flower Pen.

"That's right." Xu Bai thought secretly.

At this time, the voice of the old postmaster came from the side.

"The work of resurrecting a dead tree is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people. After the disappearance of the female master, her strength is still growing rapidly."

This scene of resurrecting a dead tree is indeed breathtaking.

Xu Bai stared at the tree in front of him and suddenly said, "Senior, prepare a room for me."

The old postmaster was still amazed, and after hearing Xu Bai's words, he was obviously stunned.

"Are you going to live here?"

Xu Bai nodded, confirming that he would live here tonight and in the future.

The changes in this tree gave him a reminder.

The journey from Yinyi to Shengxian would waste a lot of time. It would be better to finish the tree here first. As for the escort agency, Liu Er would be in charge there.

The old postmaster said nothing more.

Since you want to stay, then stay. After all, you saved your people. This request is not a problem.

Thinking of this, the old postmaster went to arrange accommodation.

The night was like water. Xu Bai looked at the broken tree in front of him and the new buds on it. The progress bar was slowly growing, and his heart was getting hotter.

…

After several days of rushing, Liu Xu and Wuhua returned to their places one after another and tidied up a little.

Vajra Temple.

This is one of the ten major temples in the Great Chu State.

In the temple, monks come and go. Different from other temples, the monks here are very murderous.

Every monk who passes by has a faint murderous aura on his body, which is not something that can be produced for no reason by chanting scriptures and reciting Buddha on weekdays.

Only after experiencing actual combat and the confrontation between life and death can one have this invisible murderous aura.

This is also what the Vajra Temple has advocated over the years.

The world is full of troubles, entering the world, breaking off the world, seeking the world, and then leaving the world, and then reaching a real great realm.

It is his duty to subdue demons and monsters. When he encounters evil demons, he will transform into a furious Vajra.

Wuhua walked in the temple and returned to his own territory. Every step he took was easy and comfortable.

The brothers and sisters passing by saw him and greeted him, and he answered them one by one.

But the sharp-eyed monks have already found something wrong. Wuhua seems to have something on his mind.

Wuhua does have something on his mind, and it is not small.

After bypassing a series of halls, Wuhua finally came to a side hall. After entering, he walked for a while and entered a room.

In the room, there are antique furniture. In the center, there is a middle-aged monk who is holding a Buddhist scripture and reading it carefully.

Among the Kong generation in Vajra Temple, it may be difficult to say who is the strongest, but if you want to say who is the best at teaching, it must be Kong Chan.

Over the years, Kong Chan has produced many outstanding disciples.

Wuhua is Kong Chan's last disciple and is also known as his last disciple.

When Wuhua walked into the room, Kong Chan put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand. After his calm eyes swept over Wuhua's face, his brows slightly wrinkled.

The middle-aged monk Kong Chan's face became solemn: "Wuhua, your mind is in turmoil."

If he couldn't even see this, he wouldn't be called the best teacher.

"You have entered the path of desire." Kong Chan said very directly.

Wuhua was stunned, thinking that he hadn't said it yet, but his master pointed it out. He also knew the reason for his coming. Soon, he told everything he had encountered in Chunyu Pavilion.

Especially when the prostitute sat on him and her red lips were imprinted on his neck, his mentality changed.

The room fell into silence. After a while, Kong Chan only said a few words.

"Some things, the more you resist, the more you repeat. If you go in the opposite direction, when you have tasted what true desire is, you will know how to resist." Kong Chan put his hands together and said.

Wuhua was slightly stunned.

He chewed the meaning of this sentence repeatedly and understood its deep meaning.

"Master, you mean, let me experience it."

"Entering the world is a process of experience-withdrawal-detachment. Fortunately, this is just the dilemma of desire, not love." Kong Chan's words were full of luck.

Wuhua fell into silence and did not speak for a long time.

As a mentor, Kong Chan's most astute vision, in addition to the method of teaching, is that any disciple cannot hide things in his eyes, let alone Wuhua.

"You still have confusing things, why not tell them all at once, and I will answer them for you." Kong Chan continued.

Wuhua showed a tangled expression on his face, and he didn't know how to start.

Kong Chan did not urge him, but waited quietly by the side.

Some things cannot be forced, and only when the students ask themselves, that is the best time to solve them

The room fell into silence again, with the curling sandalwood floating, with a refreshing smell.

After a while, Wuhua seemed to have finally made up his mind, took a deep breath, and told everything he had done in Sheng County and what he had experienced.

"Master, I don't understand. Da Chu is committed to protecting the people, but why did Your Majesty... release the Wuliang Dao Sutra, causing some people to suffer. Of course, I understand the principle of exchanging less for more, but that is life, and every one is a living life."

This is what he doesn't understand the most.

He has been buried in his heart. It is natural for students to ask the master when they have doubts.

Kongchan's eyes, which were originally calm, finally changed. He showed a look of compassion: "Have you recited Buddhist scriptures for the dead people so that they can leave with peace of mind?"

Wuhua nodded, indicating that he had.

At this time, Kongchan stood up, slowly walked to Wuhua, and patted Wuhua on the shoulder.

"I can't give you an answer to this matter, because I once had the same confusion as you, but the solution was different."

Wuhua was stunned, like a wooden sculpture.

Kongchan walked back and forth for two steps, and finally stopped in place, turned around and said: "Go to the Sutra Library. Many of the Buddhist scriptures in it were copied by predecessors. The strokes carry the insights of predecessors. Maybe you can find your own way."

Wuhua recovered from his dazed state and said that he would go and take a look.

He thought of Xu Bai's matter again, and told the cause and effect of the matter again, especially about the recommendation, he emphasized.

"Postmaster?" Kongchan fell into deep thought, and after a moment, he said: "I will write a letter."

The meaning of this sentence is that he agreed.

Wuhua didn't ask any more questions, said goodbye, left the room, and went to the Sutra Library.

He had to solve the doubts in his heart, otherwise the inner demon would grow and his Buddhist heart would be unstable.

Before leaving, Kongchan said a sentence.

"The way of desire is easy to understand, but the way of love is hard to find. If you don't have it completely, you'd better not get involved."

After Wuhua left, Kongchan returned to his original position and turned the Buddhist scriptures in his hand.

But somehow, he felt so irritated that he couldn't calm down.

"Alas..."

Kongchan took out the wooden fish and tapped it gently.

He had a sachet on his waist, on which were embroidered delicate words.

The sound of wooden fish tapping came from the room.

...

Qingyun Academy.

In Nanhua Road, there are various academies gathered, and the atmosphere of writing and books is very strong.

As a place where scholars gather, although it is only a road, it is more prosperous than ordinary prefectures.

And Qingyun Academy, as one of the best in Nanhua Road, is naturally the place with the most scholars.

At this moment, Liuxu was still dressed in the same way, wearing a veil and walked into the academy.

In the academy, scholars come and go in an endless stream.

Some readers frowned and thought deeply, some stood still, and some even held books in their hands and read even while walking.

Liu Xu walked inside without causing any commotion until she came to a room and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A full-bodied voice came from the room.

Liu Xu heard the voice from the room and gently pushed open the door of the room.

The furniture in the room was simple but full of agility. In the center, a middle-aged man sat.

The middle-aged man was dressed in white. Although he was middle-aged, he had a completely different look and temperament.

Seeing that it was Liu Xu who came in, the middle-aged man put down the book in his hand and frowned slightly.

"Teacher, the student has completed the task assigned by the teacher, but there is something that needs the teacher's help." After Liu Xu came in, she first told Xu Bai about Xu Bai.

Especially about the recommendation letter, she emphasized it.

Wang Qingfeng frowned more and more. After a long while, he slowly said: "I will help you do this, but don't go through any channels because of that Jianghu man in the future."

Liu Xu said that he knew.

She knew very well that what her teacher hated most was connections.

The teacher believed that Qingyun Academy only provided a platform for scholars, not a background, and any road needed to be walked by scholars themselves.

If you think that Qingyun Academy is a background, then you will not go far. Even if you go far, you will fall off the cliff.

It is extremely rare to be able to open this road today.

Liu Xu got what she wanted, but she did not leave. She stayed in the same place, as if she was struggling with something.

Even people with poor vision can see that Liu Xu is not right, let alone Wang Qingfeng.

"Do you have any questions?" Wang Qingfeng asked.

Liu Xu nodded, clenched her teeth, as if she was struggling to say it or not.

"I am your teacher and your guide on the road to Qingyun. You have to trust me. If you don't trust me, just don't say it." Wang Qingfeng said.

Liu Xu took several deep breaths, and finally told what she had seen and heard in Sheng County. Especially when she talked about the Wuliang Daojing, her tone became very excited.

"When I entered the profession of a scholar, I began to think that reading was for the people and for the common people, but my previous experience reversed my thoughts and I was very confused."

Wang Qingfeng's originally frowned brows gradually relaxed as Liu Xu spoke her thoughts.

"I thought it was something else, but it turned out to be this."

This means that it seems that this matter is not taken seriously, but rather treated as a trivial matter.

Liu Xu said doubtfully: "Teacher means..."

Wang Qingfeng looked straight at her: "Everyone has a measuring stick in their hearts. You have yours, and I have mine. As long as you don't go astray and are positive, you will be firm in your heart. Just follow this standard."

Liu Xu fell into deep thought.

Just a short sentence, how can she let go of what she thought in her heart?

"You have to understand that if you can't even be firm in your own thoughts, then what's the point of reading a book? I'm not lying to you when I say that everyone has different thoughts. For example, your Senior Brother Yun, your Senior Brother Yun went to Sheng County this time to..."

At this point, Wang Qingfeng seemed to realize that he had something he shouldn't say, and quickly shut up.

He thought about it and changed the subject.

"Go to the library. If I can't enlighten you, go read the books of sages. They will tell you what to do, but when you read, you have to read with the standard in your heart."

Liu Xu nodded, thinking about what the teacher had just said, and his emotions kept repeating, like waves on the sea, constantly impacting.

After saying goodbye, Liu Xu also left the room and went to the library.

After Liu Xu left, Wang Qingfeng poured a cup of tea and took a sip, with troubles between his brows.

"Yun Zi Hai, ah..."

In the room, Wang Qingfeng sighed.

...

Sheng County.

Everyone has their own experiences. Let's not talk about how everyone's mentality will change when they encounter something.

At this time, the sky is getting closer to the next morning.

There is a saying that the darkest moment is before dawn.

The darkness is like water and ink, covering the earth and the sky. In the darkness, some places are dim, and some places are so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

In the county government office.

Yun Zihai is sitting on a stool, writing at his desk.

There are several oil lamps on the table, and the bright oil lamps flicker, illuminating the documents on the table clearly.

It took him a whole night to sort out all the things that needed to be handed over.

"Cough cough..."

The sound of coughing came from Yun Zihai's mouth.

Yun Zihai's originally pale cheeks turned rosy because of coughing, as if he was in the afterglow.

There was a small stove in the room. Yun Zihai stood up and walked to the stove. He wrapped the earthenware jar on the stove with a black cloth and picked up the jar.

He poured out a bowl of light brown Chinese medicine before he put down the jar and let it fall back on the stove.

Yun Zihai raised his head and drank it in small sips.

The bitter Chinese medicine did not change his expression at all. After drinking it expressionlessly, Yun Zihai finally suppressed his cough.

Looking at the empty bowl of medicine in front of him, with only a little residue left, Yun Zihai couldn't help but think of the man named Xu Bai whom he met in the herbal medicine shop.

"What an interesting person." Yun Zihai thought to himself.

He was very good at judging people. Even if it was just the first time they met, he could see that Xu Bai was unusual.

The fact that he was strong could be put aside for the time being. What Yun Zihai found most strange was Xu Bai's temper.

He had what a man of the world should have, but he didn't have what he shouldn't have.

In short, it was very strange.

Yun Zihai sat on the stool and thought for a long time before he let go of the idea.

It was already the second day, and it wasn't long before the sun shone in.

Yun Zihai quickly packed up for a while, sorted out all the scattered documents on the table, and then prepared to go out.

But before he reached the door, he heard a knock on the door.

"Sir, you said yesterday that you would tour the entire Sheng County today. I have prepared the carriage." The yamen servant lowered his voice.

How to govern a county well? Before governing, the most important thing to do is to understand it.

Only by understanding the customs and living habits of this county can you better integrate into it.

"I know, you go down first." Yun Zihai said.

The yamen servant said OK and left in a hurry.

Yun Zihai came to the door and opened the door.

It was a dark night sky outside, but when he opened the door, a ray of starlight appeared in the night sky.

A long sword with the reflection of moonlight cut through the night sky and came straight to Yun Zihai's neck.

The person holding the long sword was a person dressed in black, even his face and head were covered with black cloth.

The sword was very fast and silent.

If it weren't for the reflection of the moon, the sword would not be visible at all.

"Clang!"

A crisp collision sound was heard.

A piece of paper covered the tip of the sword, and an article was written on the paper.

The sword was extremely sharp and could cut a hair, but after being entangled by the paper, it seemed to lose its strength and stopped in mid-air.

Yun Zihai smiled: "I thought you would arrive a long time ago, but you came only now, which really disappointed me."

It seemed that Yun Zihai had expected this day to come.

As soon as the voice fell, the man in black raised his free left hand, and a series of hidden weapons attacked Yun Zihai's face.

Behind Yun Zihai, pages of books appeared one by one.

The pages rotated in the air and took all the hidden weapons.

Then, a word "Zhen" floated up from the page and landed on the forehead of the man in black.

"Clang!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the long sword in the black-clothed man's hand fell to the ground, and above his head, a word "Zhen" was floating.

Yun Zihai stepped forward, uncovered the black-clothed man's veil, and revealed an ordinary face.

"Tell me where you came from."

The black-clothed man did not speak, but his face changed.

His face changed from normal to purple, and in the blink of an eye, a trace of blood flowed from the black-clothed man's mouth, and the black-clothed man had lost his breath.

"Poison?" Yun Zihai frowned.

Their fight naturally attracted attention.

Some yamen runners who stayed in the county government ran out and saw the body of the black-clothed man in front of them. They shouted that there was an assassin and surrounded Yun Zihai in the middle.

Yun Zihai waved his hand and asked the yamen runners to deal with the body, and fell into deep thought.

He remembered what happened just now.

The silent sword was specialized in assassination, and in the end the assassination failed, and then he took poison and committed suicide.

This series of operations seemed very professional.

Thinking of this, Yun Zihai called a yamen runner and ordered: "Spread the news that I was assassinated, and let the people of Sheng County know that I was injured."

The yamen runner was stunned. Although he didn't understand why he had to do this, he nodded, agreed, and left quickly.

After the yamen runner left, Yun Zihai returned to his residence.

Since he had announced that he was injured, he should not visit the county for the time being.

...

When the first ray of sunlight in the sky shone on the earth, Sheng County turned from silence to noise.

Various vendors began to set up stalls, and the deserted streets gradually became crowded, and the presence of people added a lot of noise to the county.

Today's Sheng County, however, has a different atmosphere, especially the news received, which surprised all the people.

The county magistrate was assassinated on the first day of his appointment and was seriously injured.

Once this news was spread, it was like fermented dough, constantly expanding, and the speed of transmission was getting farther and farther.

More and more people know this, and apart from being surprised, they are mostly silent.

This is different from the big events that happened before. The protagonists of the big events have passed away, but now the county magistrate is still alive, and they dare not talk about it casually.

Of course, when Yun Zihai deliberately released the news, even if the people did not talk about it, the news seemed to have legs. In an instant, it was like a gust of wind that blew across the entire county.

The news spread farther and farther, accompanied by a carrier pigeon, landing at the gate of Yinyi.

The old postmaster bent down to pick up the carrier pigeon, removed the paper tied to the pigeon's leg, and opened it to take a look.

Yinyi also needs information. They will not be isolated from the world, but need information more than ever.

After all, Yinyi itself is a transportation hub.

"The county magistrate was assassinated?" The old postmaster was stunned. After recovering, he cast his eyes on Xu Bai who was sitting next to the giant tree.

Early this morning, Xu Bai sat in front of the giant tree motionless, as if thinking about life.

The old postmaster thought that Xu Bai should be interested in this news, so he walked over and handed the news in his hand to Xu Bai.

Xu Bai was still working on the progress bar, but when he saw the old village chief's action, he subconsciously took it in his hand.

He opened the letter in front of him, and when he saw the content on the letter, his brows frowned.

"The county magistrate was assassinated, and the assassination failed?" Xu Bai said to himself.

This news was really unexpected.

Xu Bai knew who the county magistrate was.

A genius scholar from Qingyun Academy, and Liu Xu's senior brother, he came to Sheng County with this identity, and he kept thinking that there must be an abnormal reason.

Even though Liu Xu said that it was because Yun Zihai killed the prince, there was something strange in it, and Xu Bai kept thinking about it.

According to the laws of the Great Chu State, he was allowed to come here to serve as an official after lynching. It seemed to be a punishment, but Xu Bai felt that the punishment was not deep enough.

It has not been long since he came to Sheng County, and he encountered an assassination. Now it seems that Xu Bai feels that his idea is right.

"Do you want to go and see?" asked the old postmaster.

Xu Bai returned the note in his hand and shook his head: "No."

This matter has nothing to do with him. He and Yun Zihai have only met once, so it is a bit far-fetched for him to go.

If it was Liu Xu and Wuhua who encountered this, he would go to take a look, but forget about Yun Zihai.

The most important thing now is the progress bar. Apart from that, everything else can be put aside.

After all, the giant tree in front of him cannot be carried with him, and it is even more impossible for him to try to dig out the palm print.

He can only fulfill this wish after the progress bar is completed.

"That's right, it has nothing to do with you." The old postmaster felt that he was thinking too much, so he stopped talking, went back to the room, and went back to his own business.

Xu Bai stared at the giant tree as usual, and the progress bar was slowly growing.

Time passed slowly, and it was noon in the blink of an eye.

Even if something big happened in Yinyi and many postmen died, the most abundant thing these days is people.

Several postmen have come to Yinyi and started to set up stalls.

The Yinyi, which was originally deserted, seemed a little lively at this time.

Xu Bai walked around for a while, and after not finding any progress bar, he returned to the giant tree and continued to work.

Although the people in the post station felt strange, they still did their own things and did not disturb him.

Time passed slowly, and Xu Bai thought that today would be over, but he did not expect that a group of people would pass by Yinyi and stop next.

Five people, each riding a fast horse, tied the horse to the tree outside after arriving.

Everyone had a dusty smell, and in addition, there was a faint murderous aura.

It is normal for people who are mixed in the world to have murderous aura.

After the five people came in, they first looked at the stalls, and did not find anything good, so they sat down at the position provided by Yinyi and took a short rest.

Among them, there was a man with a face full of flesh, looking around.

When this person saw Xu Bai, he paused obviously, and quickly moved his eyes elsewhere.

"Old Third, don't make trouble." The leader was a middle-aged man. When he saw the strong man's performance, he quickly scolded: "It's important to do business."

The strong man nodded, and his eyes occasionally passed over Xu Bai, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

After about an incense stick of time, the five people rested and prepared to get up and leave.

The strong man, Old Third, couldn't help it anymore. He walked to the middle-aged man and gritted his teeth and said: "Boss, we have been rushing for such a long time, and I didn't make any trouble at all. Can I just take a little time? I really can't stand it."

The boss frowned, glanced at the third, then looked at Xu Bai, thought for a moment, and nodded slightly: "I will only give you a little time. If you can't take it outside, forget it."

With that, he left with the others.

The third still stayed where he was. After the boss and the others left, he rubbed his hands and walked towards Xu Bai with excitement.

Xu Bai was staring at the giant tree intently when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw a strong man walking towards him.

"Little brother... can we chat? I have some silver here. You..." The third brother was about to speak.

"Not interested." Xu Bai's eyes turned cold.

These three simple words made the third brother's face change slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"You and I have never met before. You come to me now just to talk about something, but I am not interested. Do you understand what I mean now?" Xu Bai continued to stare at the progress bar.

"You haven't heard me finish yet. It's like this. I'm new to this place and I'm not familiar with some of the terrain. Can you be my guide? I will give you money here." The third brother said anxiously.

At the same time, he opened the purse on his waist, revealing the shining silver.

"Not interested." Xu Bai continued.

The third brother frowned more deeply when he heard this.

However, he remembered what the eldest brother said just now, thought carefully for a moment, and said nothing more, turned around and left.

Before turning around, his eyes moved around Xu Bai, with an unknown meaning.

After the third brother left, Xu Bai stared at the progress bar on the tree for a while, and finally sighed, slowly stood up, and came to the door of the old postmaster.

"I'm going out for a while, please help me look at this tree."

"Go ahead, I'm an official, I can still manage here." The voice of the old postmaster came out.

Xu Bai didn't say anything more, and walked out of Yinyi with a ghost-head knife on his waist.

Outside Yinyi.

The third brother met with the eldest brother and others.

"Why didn't you see him and bring him here?" The eldest brother said in a strange tone.

The third brother shook his head, with a greedy look in his eyes.

"It's time now, don't make trouble for me, understand?" The eldest brother warned.

"I understand." The third brother quickly agreed: "You know me, this guy is delicate and handsome. I really couldn't help it. I will go find him after this is done. Don't worry, I will destroy the body after it's done."

The eldest brother nodded and said no more, but seemed to acquiesce to the third brother's approach.

The five people were very anxious and did not stay any longer, so they walked in one direction.

After they left for a long time, Xu Bai walked out from the shadows beside him, with cold eyes.

"Delicate?"

"Handsome?"

"Do you want to come to me again later to destroy the body?"

"Then I can't let you stay."