Chapter 866: Is something wrong with the Buddhist monk?
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Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort
- Leng Qing Shan
- 2316 characters
- 2021-02-26 11:26:23
When he stepped down, I had just walked to the entrance of the stupa. Some of the incomplete stone steps had been cleaned and I could feel a coolness when I stepped on it.
He came out of the tower and said, "Madam, it's a coincidence."
"Lier, they have just been looking for grown-ups in the mountains. They have come here."
"With Mr. Pei's company, her official can‘ retire successfully. ’
I ticked the corner of my lip, and when he really said a joke, he looked up and looked at the towering stupa in front of him, and said, "What does Master Liu do on the tower?"
"Look at the scenery."
"What scenery are you looking at?"
He glanced at me. Although there was no obvious discomfort in his eyes, the faint fold of his eyebrow was clearly visible, and he was silent for a moment, and then said, "Before, did the lady say 'Don't open your eyes to see the red dust', my official? Want to see what you can see here. "
I shook my head and laughed: "Master Liu knows what is red dust?"
He frowned slightly.
I laughed: "In this world, only lay people will marry and marry, have children, increase their age, ride horses leaning on the inclined bridge, and have red sleeves all over the building. This is inseparable from the red; only lay people will rise early and become greedy, and sell horses. , Will fight for fame, get up early and hibernate, so everything will raise dust, so-called red dust, that's all. "
"..."
"Red dust is worldly."
After that, I turned to look at this piece of Tallinn and laughed, "Master Liu is here to look at the world, isn't it a bit upside down?"
He looked at me for a while, and then suddenly laughed, "Mrs. is a funny wonderful woman."
"..."
"Yes, I'm not looking at some dust, I'm looking at--look at it."
After that, he reached out and pointed at me.
My heart trembled slightly, slowly turned around, and looked in the direction of his fingers--
In front of the stupa, a towering mountain peak appeared looming.
I ca n’t see clearly, because there ’s a thick, milky white mist there, and it ’s been scattered for many years. In the clouds, I can only see the mountain as if wearing a tulle blouse. A mysterious and elegant meaning, it seems that you can hear the sound of reading from the wind.
Although I don't know, did the sound come from my memory.
The fog surrounds the mountain.
West Hill College!
Before I only looked at Yun Chifeng, I forgot about that place.
At this moment, looking at the familiar mountain peak, I recalled the many years I had spent there. For a while, I was a little bit embarrassed, as if suddenly fell into the whirlpool of time and space, and could not find the source.
"Xishan ... Academy ..."
It took me a while to hear a voice that came from reality, but rather a shrill voice: "Mrs., do you know Xishan Academy?"
I looked back and looked at the familiar face, and the person was still a little bit dazed, only nodding gently, "I know."
"My official also studied there for many years."
"I heard about it."
"Mrs. has been there too?"
"Has been."
Liu Qinghan slowly hugged his hands, revealing a bit of exploration in his eyes, looked at me for a while, and said, "It seems that my official and his wife have been to many of the same places."
I slowly turned around and faced him, looking at his smiling smile. "This Tianmu Temple, Madam used to seem to be a frequent visitor."
"Yes."
"Have we met here?"
At this time I had slowly got out of my distant memories, and finally recovered a little bit of clarity, so I smiled slightly: "Master Liu and I met here for the first time today."
"Oh ..." He raised his eyebrows, his expression didn't change much, but his eyes darkened again.
I thought about it and said, "Master Liu has always wanted to get back the memory he lost?"
He nodded and said, "A person cannot walk in this world without roots, and a person without roots cannot stand upright."
"..."
He glanced at me again and smiled: "Mrs. has never lost memory, you don't understand this feeling."
I coughed and laughed, "Who said I didn't?"
"...!"
He seemed to be struck by a lightning strike suddenly, looking at me with wide eyes and wondering, half a moment, eating and eating, "You--"
"It's just that I'm different from an adult. I didn't think of standing up. I just wanted to get back some people, some things."
He looked at me in disbelief, and for a while there was no response.
After a long time, she said in a deep voice, "When will it happen?"
"Ok?"
"At what time, you-amnesia."
"Soon after giving birth."
"..."
"Actually, it's not too uncomfortable, it's just--" I looked at his dark eyes, filled with pain that felt like I felt, silent for a moment, and smiled: "Nothing, it's gone."
"..."
He looked at me without saying a word.
The Tallinn was extremely quiet. As soon as the two were silent, there was no sound at all, except for the silence in this tomb.
I don't know how long after that, the wind blew the copper bells on the stupa, and the voice of Qingyue came.
He suddenly seemed to be awakened. He slightly opened his eyes and looked at me. His expression became a bit complicated, and he slowly said, "Madam, I really want to drive."
"There is no such thing as past in this world."
He frowned slightly, without a word of solemn expression.
Then he smiled and said, "It seems that I have no wife free and easy."
I smiled slightly: "Look at what I want."
"That makes sense." He nodded, and looked at me again. I thought he would ask something, but saw him say, "My official has been out for a long time, and it's time to go back. Does the wife want to see the scenery here?"
"Ok."
"So, stay away."
After that, he gave me a complicated look and turned to leave.
Seeing his back disappear in Tallinn all the time, I still stood in place, slowly raised my hand, my palm was red with my nails, and almost broke the skin.
Just now ... I was almost, almost almost, didn't hold back.
However, after all, he resisted.
Not because of my reason, nor because of his indifference, but because I remember that when I lost my memory, although my mind was blank, I always remembered that I once loved a person and remembered a lot about Every bit of him even mistaken Pei Yuanzhang as "he".
But he didn't.
I looked back at the stupa that had been worn out by the wind and the sun, but it didn't really go up, but turned around and slowly descended the mountain.
As soon as I returned to Nanxiang, I saw a monk coming out of the basket with a food basket. When he saw me, he saluted with one hand. I asked, "Who wants this?"
"Returning to the female donor is the foreigner you brought. Uncle Fear let us look after him, and the little monk every day will deliver it on time."
"Oh."
I've almost forgotten about Zhanzhen. Tianmu Temple is just an ordinary temple. There will be no place for prisoners, so we can only let Zhanzhen live with us in the South Chamber, but only called a few more. The monk is responsible for his daily meals.
I nodded and said hard, he saluted again, and turned away.
In Tianmu Temple, people are a little bit idle. Except for the day after night when they leave the house, they walk in the temple, walk up and down, and make a few little Shamis careless for homework. In fact, some of us adults are a bit boring. When we gather at Zhaitang for fasting at night, I asked Pei Yuanfeng: "When will we return to Chengdu?"
"Some injured soldiers have been treated, and there are no problems, we will start tomorrow," he said.
"That's great."
He smiled, and seemed very happy, and turned to look at Xue Muhua again: "What do you say."
Xue Muhua smiled lightly: "Just take your idea."
After that, he bowed his head and took a sip of porridge.
I think she has been absent-minded for the past two days, her face has not been very good-looking, and Pei Yuanfeng's time has been spent almost with her. Think about it. When we return to Chengdu, it should soon be a happy event for both of them. Naturally, Pei Yuanfeng also hopes that the sooner he can go back, the better.
When he heard a pop, Wei Zhengbang put his chopsticks on the table, got up and walked out with his face.
Pei Yuanfeng looked back at him and said nothing, but his eyes were clear.
I couldn't help frowning.
Wei Zhengbang's thoughts on Xue Muhua. Many years ago, when Xue Muhua was not married to Huang Tianba, I already saw it. Although I don't like this person, but male
huan
female
love things, outsiders I am not qualified to point and draw. Thinking about these years, Xue Muhua married, was divorced, lost her memory, and fell in love with Pei Yuanfeng again. So many things have gone through, but he still maintains the original intention, nor can he Not moving.
It's just that a relationship can't accommodate too many people.
Of course, this matter is not yet when I worry about it, it is now back to Chengdu before me.
Unlike them, what I have to face is not a happy event.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling a little heavy.
I hurried through the night, got up early the next morning, and everyone got up. When I was eating breakfast at Zhaitang, before I finished eating, I heard a sound of heavy footsteps. Looking up, it was another The tall figure came to the door and blocked the sun.
Sure enough, he immediately heard his gong-like voice: "Miss, you are all up!"
I looked up and saw him shirtless, with his clothes tied around his waist, and he came in with a black hair and a sweat on his face. Except for me, Tang Ting has not yet come out of the cabinet, and Xue Muhua doesn't remember being a woman, so she bowed her head when I saw this scene. I was considered old-fashioned and coughed slightly, still laughing: " Get up. Uncle Fearless, what are you doing? "
"I practiced a set of Wei Tuo palms and just went down to the mountain to watch it again." He said, "Why are all those people packing?"
"Well, we are leaving today."
"what?!"
As soon as he heard it, his voice got louder, and several small Sami around him covered his ears. He already rushed to me in three steps and two steps: "Miss, are you leaving ?!"
"Interrupted for so many days-" Without saying a word, I looked at his face, and immediately laughed: "I have nothing to do back to Chengdu."
"But—" He was in a hurry, hurriedly came and grabbed my hand: "Miss shouldn't leave so soon. You have only been here for a day, and the family has a lot of things to say to Ms., and, also Have--"
He hurriedly scratched his head and wondered what else could leave me, but it seemed like he couldn't remember anything. His face was red with red ears and a layer of sweat on his bald head, which made me feel sad and funny. , Can only comfort him gently: "Uncle Fearless, don't do this."
"Miss," he said, and his eyes circled red. "You're leaving, I'm afraid you won't be back for years?"
"..."
This time, I choked.
As he said, indeed, this journey is not just a matter of not returning for many years.
More likely-I won't come back at all.
Xichuan and I, when we left, had only a weak connection like a gossamer. The death of my mother, the death of my father, Fu Bayu went to Beijing, Uncle Ai passed away, and my uncle escaped from the world. He recalled the eternal exploration in the main house of Yan family The unclear depth of Yan Qingchen, and the suffering of the old lady, who regarded me as the enemy, I really do not know, I have nothing to remember about Xichuan.
Thinking of this, I smiled sadly.
The fearless monk was about to cry.
I was so scared that all the sadness was swallowed again, and I hurriedly pulled him down. Even Pei Yuanxiu, who was sitting beside me, immediately gave way. The fearless monk took my hand, and the voice changed: "Big Miss, the Sajia family can't bear you! "
The monks in Zhaitang usually did not suffer from fearless scolding and bullying. Now, watching him as a big man cry like this, one by one is very amazing, and keep looking back at us, I can't help it, only Holding his hand out of Zhaitang, and seeing that people are coming and going outside, he simply pulled him towards the back of the temple.
As it happens, I also want to see the second uncle and say goodbye to him.
When I walked all the way out of the quiet Zen courtyard, the fearless monk finally stopped the sadness with my comfort, but the nose was still red and the corners of my eyes were in tears. It looked pitiful, but it was really funny. I only I can't help but smile: "Uncle Fearless, I also want to talk to the abbot, but you can help me to talk."
"okay."
As he spoke, he wiped his nose with his sleeve and walked across the door.
Immediately, the two young monks came out, and at the sight of us, they saluted with their hands folded: "Uncle, the donor."
Fearless monk said: "Miss Miss is going to go, she has to talk to the abbot individually."
The two monks looked at each other but did not move.
Fearless monk wrinkled his dark eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
The two monks looked at me and stared at each other. One of them hurried to the side of the fearless monk and said something gently in his ear.
Immediately, I saw the fearless monk's dark eyebrows twisted into a squint: "What ?!"
"Yes."
"when?"
"Just yesterday."