Chapter 1413: A disturbing ruin

It was through the fire that I could see clearly the outline of a tall mountain gate.
The back of the mountain gate is dark, completely hidden in the night, and the houses in the dense branches of the surrounding trees, yellow walls, red eaves doors and windows, also reveal a kind of heavy sense in the night.
When I saw such a house, I suddenly felt a little stunned: "Here is--"
Wenhu, they already walked with the torch, and looked around, wondering, "This is a temple?"
"Yes, a temple."
Alan said as she lifted her feet and walked up. I and Susu hurried to follow up. Wenhu greeted the people behind him to drive the horse, and they all followed, waiting for the mountain gate to pass by The bridge, you can clearly see the whole body of the temple. This temple is very new, like a new one, but some places can see the sense of obsolescence, making it difficult to judge the idea of ​​this temple.
However, there is no plaque on the closed temple door, and there is no place to write the name of the temple clearly.
The anxiety in my heart grew deeper, and she followed closely behind Alan. She went up to take a picture of the door, and came out from there a young monk. However, at the age of seven or eight, she rubbed her eyes and opened the door. Seeing a dark group of people standing at the door, we were shocked and sober.
"Doors, you are--"
Alan said with a smile: "Little master, we ran into a robber on the road, so we managed to escape, couldn't find a place to stay, could we stay in Guisi for a night?"
I was a bit surprised. Since I knew it, I rarely saw Alan talking so seriously and not teasing others. It was probably at the Buddhist gate that she put away her unruly personality.
The little monk looked at us a little bit, and he saw that we were embarrassed, and there were wounds on his body. He was scared and pale, and said, "I can't be the master. I want to ask my master."
Then he ran in.
Alan did the same, and did not follow it. After a while, the young monk took his master, a middle-aged monk, out. The monk was not very old, but seemed very stable. He talked to our people, asked about the situation, and put us in.
As soon as I walked into that temple, I felt more disturbed.
I'm sure I haven't been to this place, but there is a sense of breathless oppression around me. When I cross the threshold several times, I can't lift my feet, even on the next step. At that time, my foot was soft, and I almost fell.
The middle-aged monk walked in front of him holding a lamp. His footsteps were very light, and after a short time he led us through several Zen monasteries and onto a promenade. This promenade is built along a wall on the right, and it is open on the left. A lot of flowers and plants are planted under the high platform, but in the night, the lushness is not clear.
The monk said quietly, "The front is the cabin. Please follow the poor monk."
None of us spoke and just followed quietly.
Susu also seems to be able to feel the trembling in my heart, has been climbing my arms tightly, walking in this long corridor, footsteps have become louder than before, just before we are about to leave At the end of the promenade, she suddenly pointed to one side and said, "Miss, look over there!"
I looked up, and in the dark night, an open door appeared on the wall on the right-hand side—no, it was not the open door, but the door and the walls on both sides had collapsed, and it was corrected a little bit, and On the other side of the gate was a scorched, broken wall, as if left after a fire.
this is--
The middle-aged monk walking in front heard Su Su's voice, looked back briefly, and said simply, "Oh, this is a place where the temple has not been repaired yet. Don't pass by, please come with the poor monk. "
After speaking, he turned and walked down a step.
I took a deep breath and turned around to see Zhao Shuyuan behind her. She was being held by her head, and she seemed to be unconscious, but when I saw the collapsed wall, the door, and the blackened one, The broken wall remains suddenly stabbed by someone, eyes widened in horror: "That, that is--"
Alan frowned and glanced back at her.
I immediately realized something, and hurried over to protect Zhao Shuyuan, covering her eyes with one hand to prevent her from looking there, and then urged: "Let's go! Come on!"
The monk who led the way gave us a subconscious glance. I nodded apologetically at him. He didn't say anything, but only accelerated his pace.
Soon, we arrived in the cabin.
There are a lot of houses here, but they are empty, and there do n’t seem to be many people, so we can arrange a place for so many people, and Su Su and Zhao Shuyuan helped me enter a relatively large room. Zhao Shuyuan almost fell into a faint, and we managed to help her go to bed. We saw her face flushed and kept whispering something. She reached out and touched the temperature on her face.
She has a fever.
Su Su was used to taking care of others. When she saw her illness, she went out immediately. She took the cold water back and quickly put it on her forehead. The monk stood on the other side of the house and gently Said: "Since the donor is sick, the poor monk went to look for it, it seems that there are some antipyretic drugs in the pharmacy."
"Thank you, Master."
He waved his hands and turned and walked out.
After a while, the little monk ran over and told us that his master had found the medicine and fried it, and it was sent to us after a while.
I thanked him, the child was so tired that he rubbed his eyes and left.
I walked back to the bed and watched Zhao Shuyuan's expression of panic even though she had a fever and coma, her frown wrinkled deeply, she slept very restlessly, and kept whispering, sweaty face With the hair on his hair, he became more embarrassed and old.
I took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her sweat.
Susu was busy for a while, then came to my side and asked softly, "Miss, what is this place?"
"..."
"And that woman, why is she here again?"
I didn't say anything. It was a mess in my own heart. Second, I had too many words to ask Alan and said, "I haven't figured out some things yet. Don't ask me first."
"Oh……"
"You take good care of Shuyuan, if she has something wrong, come and call me immediately."
"Miss, where are you going?"
"Me, I'll go out and see."
It was already midnight at this time. When it was supposed to be a break, Susu advised me a few words. It didn't help that I didn't listen, but only told me for half a day before sending me to the door.
I pushed the door and went out.
It is already mid-summer, but it is quite cool at night when the summer heat recedes, especially in such mountains, the wind is cool, and as soon as I leave the house, I am shivered by such a gust of wind.
This quiet temple is completely integrated into the night, and there is no sound.
But I know that this night will be a sleepless night for many people.
Thinking about it this way, I slowly walked out, along the road just entered, and in a short time, I walked in front of the half-collapsed wall. There was no fire light, and it was no longer clear which side was a picture. What a sight, but also how much can be imagined.
In particular, Nangong Jinhong was so sure that no one could escape from the fire.
"What are you thinking?"
Behind her was the sound of Alan's enchanting voice, and the tone of the uncle, I turned back, and sure enough she saw her uncle's figure slowly come out of the night and came to me.
"Thinking of me?"
I smiled slightly: "I'm thinking of you, why brought us here."
"You say why."
Her eyes flickered in the night, and that kind of eyes made my mind clearer. I looked around and then looked at her: "Here is Huangze Temple, right?"
"Ok."
"But it's not a big fire here?"
"Well, it happened a few years ago."
"So why is there someone here again, and still a monk."
A Lan chuckled: "This place was originally a monk's temple. At that time, I heard that the emperor ordered that the monk here be moved to another place, and it was hardly converted into a temple. For anyone. But the fire a few years ago burned nothing. "
"Then—"
"The place is burnt out, but people ’s hearts are still there. Those monks who have been elsewhere, and the people nearby are reluctant, so they raised some silver privately and rebuilt it here. It is still called Huangze Temple. However, those who practiced were the monks before, and they moved back one after another. "
No wonder it looks new here, but in some places it looks old again.
Huangze Temple ...
Huangze Temple!
The place where Zhao Shuyuan practiced was the fire a few years ago. Everyone thought she was buried in the flames. Even if she saw her later, she knew she was still alive.
Until now, stay here.
I looked up to the side of the broken wall and said gently, "Is that place--"
Alan didn't say anything, but she also turned her head to look over there, looked at it for a while, and chuckled, "The Buddha's gate is clean, and with some things, it will not be clean."
The two of us looked at the fragmented wall, and neither of them spoke.
At night, it was as quiet as a glass bottle that would break when touched.
No one knows what will come out of this bottle when it is broken.
I don't know how long, I finally turned slowly to face Alan, breaking the silence: "Alan, why did you appear this time? And why, will bring us here?"