Painter

Chapter 95: Chapter 95
It was approaching dusk, and I don't know when it began to rain lightly.The common people didn't realize it, only a group of jackdaws raised their heads and flapped their wings, flying to the tall buildings and towers, chasing the fading twilight between the eaves and tiles.

A Jackdaw folded its wings, perched on the corner of the eaves of the Vulture Tower, and preened its feathers.Suddenly, a yellow shadow flew over from Banrifang, it fluttered its wings, but it had no time to dodge, the yellow shadow flew past, and cut off two pieces of jet-black tail feathers.Jackdaw landed on the other corner of the eaves of the tower, still terrified, turned his head to look, the dusk was desolate, and the yellow shadow suddenly disappeared.The sound of crows and feathers was buried in the faint sandalwood smoke of the Vulture Pagoda.

The sword talisman went up against the rain, soaring a hundred feet into the sky.Looking down, the light rain, which is hard to see with the naked eye, has turned into rain and fog, and it is a vast expanse of whiteness.The gates of Yongjian are brightly lit, dividing Xuandu is like a chess world.All the checkpoints are heavily guarded, and people cannot pass through at will.

The sword amulet crossed the towering city wall, pierced through the light rain in the evening, and shot towards the east of Xuandu City.The blue shadow of Fuyu Mountain is hazy.

Under the Fuyu Mountain, in the Temple of the City God, the number of believers offering incense was much less than in the past, and the spirit officials and warriors went to and from the temple, but they were more nervous and busy than usual.In the sky above the temple roof, the yellow shadow passed by without leaving any trace.In the side room of the City God's Hall, inside a three-legged copper tripod, a stick of Duyi incense burns quietly.Qingyan was originally straight, but was suddenly disturbed.

In front of the shrine, the scripture-holding spiritual blessing saw that the smoke condensed into a sword amulet.Taking a closer look, seeing the blue sparrow seal on the foot of the talisman, Ling Zhu continued to read the scriptures without caring about it.

The sword talisman flew into the quiet mountain road where mortals can't set foot, and passed through the towering giant tree.After a while, they approached an ancient mountain gate.At this time, a blue shadow flew past at a speed several times faster than the sword talisman, carrying away the sword talisman.Another blue shadow followed closely behind.

Two blue shadows flew around the gate under the mountain gate, one fleeing and the other chasing.The gatekeeper bell servant was used to this kind of scene, so he only looked up and continued to clean the camphor leaves on the steps.

The two blue shadows chased and fled for a while, and the fugitive turned around deftly, finding a moment to catch his breath, and landed on the stone beam of the mountain gate. It turned out to be a blue bird with a sword talisman in its mouth.It used its red claws to hold down the sword talisman, and its green beak deftly shuttled to untie the red thread.Picking up the nephrite jade in his mouth, he raised his head and swallowed it.

The chasing blue sparrow flew over while it was swallowing the jade, and took away the sword talisman.In an instant, the sword talisman changed hands again, and the pursuers switched identities.

But after escaping for a while, the bird with the talisman felt bored, let go and dropped the sword talisman.The blue sparrow that devoured the nephrite took up the sword talisman and flew into the blue sparrow palace.Qingque, who threw the talisman, became interested again and followed closely behind.In a blink of an eye, the two sparrows flew past the Taoist palaces, up to the top of Fuyu Mountain, and down to the big green lotus.

The east wind blowing from the Shenpeng crossed thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and reached the western border of Dayong, where it had become very gentle, engulfed in the mid-spring rain, and finally failed to go any further. It was blocked by Fuyu Mountain and turned into clouds.The clouds and mist lingered and surged, and when they hit the petals of the big green lotus, they were torn into flowing clouds and whizzed away.

Among the flowing clouds, the bronze lotus petals did not show the slightest rust, but became more moist.The clouds are flying by, and the lotus platform is also turning.If you look up from the bottom of Fuyu Mountain or Xuandu, the big green lotus is like a still life.But if you stand under the big green lotus, you are as small as a mayfly in the water, as long as you are patient, you can feel the rotation of the big green lotus.From this morning to dusk, among the twelve lotus petals on the lower floor of the lotus platform, the lotus petal corresponding to the Great Desolation has turned around for a moment.

The lotus sweeper was in his twenties, handsome and dressed in green clothes. He climbed up the steps from the bottom of the lotus platform, passed the lotus petals of Zhaoyang and Chongguang, and arrived at the bottom of Xuanyi.The night is getting darker, and the time between the lotus petals is dim.He lifted the copper pot and poured sesame oil into the lamp on the lotus petals. When the sesame oil was filled to [-]% full, white flames flew out from his sleeves.

The lamp lights up, illuminating the lotus petals, and the writing is mottled.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a dog eclipsing the sun, and the ancestors cast this green lotus to show the number of cycles in the sky, so that the living people know the four o'clock, day and night.Also use this big green lotus to manifest all dharmas, and when the green lotus turns, the sound of enlightenment will be transmitted.Today, there is no dog eclipsing the sun, nor the voice of enlightenment. Only the number of the sky and the true teaching method carved from the lotus petals can vaguely glimpse the remnants of the past.

The lotus sweeper walked towards another lamp, when suddenly two blue sparrows flew over, one in front and one behind, landed on the edge of the lamp, and tilted their heads to look at him.

The lotus sweeper saw that the blue bird on the left was holding a sword talisman. He put down the copper pot and bowed his hands respectfully, "Thank you both for delivering the letter."

The blue sparrow chirped, and he stretched out his hand.Qingque spat out the sword talisman into his palm and flew away with wings.

The lotus sweeper stared at the sword talisman, but before he could see the writing on the talisman clearly, another blue bird jumped onto his palm, raised its head and croaked.

The lotus sweeper was slightly taken aback, and Qing Que jumped eagerly.He smiled wryly, and freed his hands to grope around, but he couldn't find anything of jade quality, so he said, "Mr. Que, it's convenient, I owe you this time, and I will pay you back next time."

The blue sparrow hopped and twittered, obviously not believing it, at this time the distant cry of the sparrow came from the wind, it turned its head and looked there, finally it stopped entanglement, turned into a blue light, and left suddenly.

The lotus sweeper heaved a sigh of relief, and muttered to himself, who spoiled these two guys.When he had time to spare, he looked at the sword symbol by the light.After reading the words on the talisman, he walked to the edge of the lotus platform and looked east.Between the cracks of the lotus petals, overlooking the bottom of Fuyu Mountain.

In the dark, surrounded by rain and mist, Xuandu City is like a square seal, covering the mountains and rivers in the west of Dayong.

The lotus sweeper pondered for a while, the sword talisman in his hand spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes.He turned around and lit the lamp again, and the lights came on gradually, one, two, and three, illuminating many methods.When No. 18 lights are lit, 24 gods and men can be seen on the bronze lotus petals, some with towering crowns, some with long hair and shawls, some with umbrellas, or sharp swords in their hands.

The lotus sweeper stopped, looked at the 24 gods, showed a look of reminiscence, turned around again, and walked towards the place where the lights were not bright.

The lights in the big green lotus gradually brighten, and the smoke and clouds become misty, mixing with the flowing clouds, without distinguishing each other.

In Xuandu City, the night is getting darker.Since the Governor of the Western Capital promulgated the exorcism order, Xuandu can be said to have set a precedent for the curfew during the Little Fish and Dragon Meeting, which has aroused public grievances.Perhaps affected by this oppressive atmosphere, the streets were sparsely populated before the curfew.Everywhere, soldiers and officers could be seen patrolling in groups of six carrying lanterns, but the lights were particularly dim.

Occasionally, the sound of dogs barking and crows sounded, and there was an inexplicable demon atmosphere between Jiuqu.

In Lin'anfang, an old man in a shirt was crossing the street with a bamboo basket in his arms.The basket was covered with wax cloth, and the two kittens were lying on the cloth, their eyes still closed.

The old man's surname is Huang and his first name is Yu Yang. He worked as Yuanwailang in the Ministry of Temple Department more than [-] years ago.After becoming an official, he no longer cared about temple affairs. His only hobby was raising cats, and he wrote a book "Cat Riding".Today, I heard that there was a family in Linfang where the raccoons gave birth to four young sons, so they hired these two "cicadas" before dark.

Seeing that it was getting late, he hurried into Shigu Lane.When I saw the door of the house, I was overjoyed. I just wanted to go home quickly and put the kitten in my arms.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter was heard in his ears, and Huang Yuyang turned his head to look.

In the depths of Shigu Lane, there was a boy in red, with a face as white as snow and a smile on his face, jumping up and down, throwing a red ball all the way behind him.

(End of this chapter)