The Buddha Temple is not pure

In the tranquility of the spring night, it seems that Hu Hao's snowstorm never came.

The sedan chair fell, and Zi Kou beside her fell asleep, as if she was the only one left in the world.

Lifting the curtain of the sedan chair and walking down, there were no bones carrying the sedan chair, and there were no tall horses. She was the only one standing in front of the pitch-black gate of Mengjue Temple.

Looking around in a daze, there was no one, let alone a person, not even a ghost.

Mottled nebulae floated in the dark blue night sky, and the moonlight was blocked thousands of miles away. The cool wind was blowing, but it was still a bit biting. She hugged her shoulders and shivered.

"Yang Yang?"

No one responded, as if the journey up the mountain was a big dream.

Impossible, she shook her head and patted on the gate of Mengjue Temple: "Second Senior Brother? Xiao Si, open the door!"

Still no one responded, the pearl hairpin on her head was cold and hard, and the sound was clear when it was shaken in her ear, but it was even more strange.

"Yangyang? Yangyang, Yue Weiyang!"

She gave up Mengjue Temple and ran to Sao Yuxuan, but found that she couldn't even enter the door. How could this be? Her two hands were like drumsticks, and the rhythm of hammering on the door was faster than the speed of her heartbeat.

"Yawang-jun? Are you there?"

"Mountain spirit? Tiger? Big cat? Dog leftover..."

Quiet as before, no one answered, she gasped, could it really be a dream of her own?

That's right, Yang Yang is picking bones in Yinhe, how could he appear here?

It was really a dream, just a dream.

Thinking about how she is so noble and unconcerned, how could she say such nasty words, it is obviously abnormal, why didn't she notice it earlier?

Hearing that there was movement in the sedan chair, she hurried over. Zi Kou stretched out and found that the snow outside had melted.

"Girl? Where are we? Why has the snow stopped..."

Sleeping drowsily, she was still rubbing her eyes, Xue Suilan grabbed her hand and asked impatiently: "Just now, was I dreaming?"

"Dream? No, I slept very comfortably and didn't dream of anything, but..."

"But what?"

"I seem to hear someone talking."

"Is it me?"

"No, besides you, girl, there is another person with a nice voice, and it seems very familiar. I don't know where I heard it before."

"Are you sure it wasn't a dream?"

"Girl, don't make fun of me. I can tell whether it's a dream or waking up."

Not a dream?Is it possible to go to hell?

"Ah!" Ziko exclaimed suddenly, frightening her out of her wits.

"what happened?"

"Look, girl!" He pointed to the Fuyun Pagoda in Mengjue Temple.

Thousands of golden discs swirl, not only driving away the darkness in front of you, but also driving away the nebula in the sky. Thousands of stars.

"Girl, are we afraid that we will become immortals?"

"Unreal, unreal, what is real?" She couldn't believe her eyes anymore, afraid that after blinking, everything she could see would disappear, just like before.

Zi Kou sneered: "What did the girl say, our eyes and ears are all true."

Suddenly, lights lit up inside the courtyard wall, fiery red, so red that it dazzled the eyes, and the lanterns were lifted far and far, not even letting go of the top of the Fuyun Pagoda.

I have never seen red lanterns lit in any Buddhist temple, and the word "囍" was pasted on it, how strange!

Ziko also sensed that something was wrong, pulled her sleeves, and said timidly: "Girl, why are we in Mengjue Temple? This is Mengjue Temple, right? It's really rare for Buddhist temples to light up red lights, as if someone is going to get married. "

"I'm the one who wants to get married, isn't it?"

When Xue Suilan was nervous, suddenly her eyes went dark, she was blindfolded by something, and she was about to pick off the things that fell on her head, but she was opened by a hand.

Lord Yawang's beating voice came from behind: "Do you still remember that today is your big wedding, why don't you even wear a hijab, it's not polite."

"Yawang-jun? It really is you!"

Lord Yawang didn't want to talk to her: "Don't think that I'll forgive you for losing your smile. I heard you call me a son of a bitch just now. This matter is endless!"

"Where is Yangyang, where is she?"

"How do I know, you can't even look down on your own people, so let me do what you want now, how about I go and change it for you?"

Snow particles swept across the red hijab, rustling, and she could still see the appearance of red candles in the courtyard while dancing and swaying, just like the big wedding in Wangchentai, where the red candles burning in the sky made her flustered.

The door of Mengjue Temple opened suddenly, and the inside was still very quiet, with no human voice heard.

She was about to ask another question, but Jun Yawang pushed her in.

"Don't take off your hijab, you won't be held responsible if you take it off."

Boom—the door closed again.

Zikou worried: "You, you, my lady..."

"Your lady is fine, let's go, little beauty, let's have a drink." Then she pulled Ziko away.

Xue Suilan put her hand on the hijab, and after much hesitation, she decided not to take it off. Although Mr. Yawang's bastard is not very reliable, he still listens to kind advice.

But she was trembling with every step, which was really hard.

Red candles were burning in the courtyard, and the wind was blowing with the smell of wax oil, which choked her to the point of tears. There were young monks sitting on both sides, and a glorious wooden fish was placed in front of everyone. Looking at Qian Zhi's appearance really looks like that.

Xiaosi glanced at her uneasily, and dropped the first hammer, afterward, all the junior nephews followed, and the quiet courtyard suddenly became noisy with wooden fish.

And what they chanted silently was the Buddha's mantra to exorcise demons and avoid evil. This was a great torture for Xue Suilan. After all, the Buddhist family is pure and cannot tolerate dirty things mixed in her blood and blood.

"Ah!" Through the veil, she tightly covered her ears, the ghostly voice that she hadn't heard for a long time was like resurgent ashes, disturbing her and turning the world upside down.

His steps also began to stagger, as if he had drunk no less than four or five pots of spirits, and he stumbled and walked unsteadily.

"No, don't read it any more, Xiao Si!"

Her request was deafening, Xiaosi was almost shaken, she couldn't hold the Qiangzhi in her hand, she looked innocently at Yueyueniang standing in front of the hall.

Yue Weiyang was dressed in red, and she still had a cool demeanor, she didn't show any signs, but she just looked back at him with some unshakable persistence.

Xue Suilan was exhausted from struggling, the blood in her body surged, sometimes it was like a fire burning her body, sometimes it was like falling into a cold pool, and repeated times, I don't know how many days, when the seven orifices were about to smoke, she tore off the hijab.

"Impossible!" Yue Weiyang Zhuang Su's voice came, she was slightly startled, the pain was so painful that she could barely breathe, but she still put the hijab back on.

"Yangyang, I'm so sad." As sad as Nirvana was back then, it's as sad as it is now.

Hearing her cry, Yue Weiyang didn't express anything, but when she looked sideways at the golden Buddha seat in the high hall, she frowned slightly, with a self-evident request.

Finally, the Buddha seat opened his eyes, and the sound seemed to come from outside the sky, pure and solemn.

"end."

In an instant, the sound of wooden fish and chanting stopped suddenly, and the courtyard returned to its previous calm, even the wind stopped moving.

What Yue Weiyang was waiting for was this word, after saying that, she rushed over impatiently and grabbed Xue Suilan's hand.

Her palms were warm, and she walked around the red gauze and fell on Xue Suilan's face, wiping her tears. She doesn't know how to comfort others, and she has nothing nice to say at this moment, but for some reason, Xue Suilan just feels very sad. peace of mind.

As she approached, the pungent smell of wax oil dissipated, and the unstoppable fragrance drifting around her body was as melancholy as the joy of the past, like the Hualian of the nine-day crescent moon, coming after bathing her body.

Just now she was still in the dark, but at this moment, it was like a spring breeze, the ups and downs were too fast, and her heart experienced jitters.

"Yangyang, am I still alive?" She was about to die of grievance, she held Yue Weiyang's arm tightly, and took the opportunity to move it into her arms.

Yue Weiyang couldn't laugh or cry: "And he can't die. If he wants to become a Buddha, he must go through the abyss. Your calamity is not the rebirth after Nirvana, but the evil spirits, but don't disturb your mind. This is the last thing the master will do to you. test."

"why?"

"There is no reason, just the same as me. I am too murderous, so I was suppressed in Mengjue Temple for thousands of years to grind my heart, and was thrown to Fallen Heaven Weir to pick bones to make atonement, but you are too compassionate, so you can't see it." Blood flowed like a river, so I didn't think about right and wrong and was willing to sacrifice myself, but I didn't know that this would also cause evil consequences, so I used evil spirits to test your heart. You really no longer have a weak heart of compassion, but you also need not be The evil spirits are left and right, and if there is no major fault in the end, those dirty things can be uprooted."

"Master? It's him."

Yue Weiyang nodded, thinking that she would say some words of gratitude, but she didn't know that she had already learned to swear after not seeing her for so long.

"What the hell, it's purely a ****, knowing that my eighteenth-life concubine will not end well, but still **** testing my character, whoever I provoke, I have to suffer such a disaster! Yang Yang , how could he do this..."

Yue Weiyang quickly blocked her mouth, but she didn't want to, her tears ran down the back of her hand, it was so cold: Why is it not happy to scold someone, how wronged is this?

Still distressed, she let go of her hand after a while, but the girl still didn't stop, and said confidently: "What are you afraid of, he's not here."

Yue Weiyang turned her head, glanced awkwardly at Venerable Yuejing who was high above, the golden light shrank slightly, accompanied by a few light coughs, as if to say: Hurry up and salute, everyone is very embarrassed.

She shook her head helplessly, and walked into the wedding hall holding Xue Suilan's hand.

It was originally the Buddha Hall of Venerable Yuejing, and the three thousand blue lanterns were also replaced with red candles. Last blessing.

Knowing everything, seeing everything, getting all dharmas, the other shore, the Buddha's so-called other shore, is it not a married couple with dripping water and grains of rice, is it not a world of fireworks where food, vegetables and drinks are eaten?

The children were frolicking and scrambling for the wedding cakes printed in front of the case. Only Xiaosi was considerate and passed a handkerchief to Xue Suilan: "Sister Immortal, I will wipe your tears. On the wedding night, don't put on makeup." .”

"Xiao Si is still the most sensible." Xue Suilan thought, took it casually, and found that the smell was wrong when it was usable: "This handkerchief...why is it greasy?"

"Oh, this is what I use to clean the stove, sister fairy, don't dislike it."

"How can you not dislike it! Ugh~"

Yue Weiyang sneered: "Okay, what are you fussing about with a little doll, it's time to salute, so I still have to stand up."

Hearing that a big wedding event was going to be held in Mengjue Temple, Jing Tu originally refused as the host, but he had no choice but to come over in person, even Venerable Yue Jing had manifested himself, so how could he refuse.

He is the host of the Buddhist temple, but at this moment he has become the host of the wedding, and when he stood beside him, his face was full of resentment.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Yue Weiyang dressed in red, straightened the beam crown on her head, she was very gentle when she pulled Xue Suilan, kowtowed to heaven and earth.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The only Buddha in the high hall is the master, who has taught and encouraged them for thousands of years. He is also a teacher and a father, so he should be able to bear this worship.

"Bye husband and wife!"

The two sat on their knees facing each other, cupped their hands, Xue Suilan leaned slightly, and when she was about to salute, Yue Weiyang's quiet voice came from the opposite side.

"Xue'er, after the farewell, there is no possibility of regret. Three thousand prosperity can be turned into firewood, rice, oil and salt in an instant. Are you really willing to stay by my side forever?"

She raised her head, her starry eyes shining brightly: "Of course, only if you are by my side, my world will be prosperous."

This obeisance, is the marriage they cultivated for several lifetimes?Everyone is too lazy to count, they only know that it is so good.

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

Jing Tu pointed in the direction of Sao Yuxuan——

In Saoyuxuan, Yawangjun and Zikou are decorating the wedding room, there is nothing to decorate, it is nothing more than buying out Jiang Liqiu from Zuijinglou, stuffing the bedside of the cabinet.

Unable to resist the temptation of the smell of wine in the courtyard, he opened the altar to taste a few sips, but he was erratic and could not stand still, but he still regretted his life. When he heard Jing Tu shouting "send to the bridal chamber", he rolled He escaped from Sao Yuxuan with a crawl.

Duan Shiqing also came to have a glass of wedding wine, but it was a pity that he went up the mountain late, and only saw the backs of the two of them going towards Sao Yuxuan, and was about to ask for two drinks, but unexpectedly, he met Shi Fangxu around the corner.

"Oh, rare guest." Shi Fangxu preemptively strikes.

Duan Shiqing didn't bother with him: "Why are you here? You still have the paper, pen and inkstone of the first-time pen-holder, let me have a look." Then he took the pen from his hand, and the cinnabar pen seemed to be engraved with "Shi Fangxu" three words.

"Tsk tsk tsk, there must be some story behind the relegation from the gold pen to the vermilion pen?"

"You, when you see your colleagues in distress, you don't say a few words of comfort, but instead add insult to injury. As the old man Tanlang said, you are extremely cold."

Duan Shiqing sneered, guessing: "You lost Yue Weiyang's vermilion pen and didn't get it back in time, so you were sent to hell, right?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

"Of course I want to take care of it. All the policies of Dongdu are in my Duanfu right now. Listen to me if you say something nice. I might take you in if I soften my heart."

"Accept?" He pretended to be mocking, "It's so funny, I am a dignified writer, do I need you, an ordinary person, to take me in?"

"Look, Mengjue Temple will definitely not be able to stay, and Saoyu Pavilion is also occupied. Unless you dig a cave in Sanfeng Sigu that is warm in winter and cool in summer, it will not be as good as the high bed and soft sleeper in my Duan Mansion. You can decide for yourself. "

"I, you!" Shi Fangxu thought for a while, and it was indeed the truth.

"However, if you let Xue Sui Lan go away, have you thought about how to explain to Tianji Palace?"

Duan Shiqing was not in a hurry or slow: "Xue Sui'an's [-]th life is a disaster, and she has lost her marriage line for a long time. It's good, but this is just the result of the calculation of the horoscope. It is the old man's own decision to let me repay her half-life marriage, and neither am I. I have to obey, what is Xue Suilan's status now? The waiter with the lamp, her marriage is under the control of all the Buddhas in the Western Heaven, and under the control of my great aunt, even if it is not under the control of Tianji Palace, and it is not under the control of my master. When the time comes, the old man will ask , but just say a few words, I think Tianji Palace has already punished you to go to the lower realm, there are not enough manpower, just to prevent accidents, I will definitely not embarrass me."

"You are quite good at planning. I co-authored to make room for you. What about Yue Weiyang? You let her out of Fallen Heaven Weir without permission, what should you do?"

"Have you visited Fallen Sky Weir?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"The bones have been picked out."

"how is this possible?"

Duan Shiqing said with a smile: "Mr. Xiwu of Fengqiu is the 'culprit' who let Yue Weiyang go. Thousands of crows and birds broke into Fallen Heaven Weir, picked up all the bones, and the blood of the Yin River has also cleared up a lot. I just chopped off Yue Weiyang's black iron chain, is there something wrong? No."

Shi Fangxu coughed twice, and was inexplicably relieved: "The old man was reluctant to chase you down, but he had to do that. He said you were cold, arrogant, and self-confident. Now it seems that you have improved a lot. Although It failed his plan for you and Xue Suilan, but it still cured your heart disease after all, which is not bad."

He felt disappointed: "You didn't see the obsession between the lines in the book."

That is the obsession of Yue Weiyang who has stayed alone in the Buddhist temple for thousands of years, and it will be revealed on the fingertips and pen inadvertently.

Shi Fangxu nodded: "Let the old man figure it out for you later, where is your marriage?"

"My marriage is not messy enough." He smiled helplessly.

"That's because you haven't met the right master, otherwise you wouldn't be so picky."

"I'm picky? I don't care about men and women, okay!" Duan Shiqing took Shi Fangxu's hand, "walk around, drink, and after drinking, I will take you to have a trial of fate. Let me tell you, Dongdu's fate , it’s not easy to do, it’s a mess..."

After they went back full of wine and food, they found that the entire Duan Mansion had been burned to ashes. The two looked at each other, silent for a long time, probably going to dig a hole in the mountain.

The east wind blows down on Sao Yuxuan, the red candles are also dimmed, the snow is pressing on the crumbling walls, no matter whether the moonlight is cool or warm.

Anyway, the laughter coming from the mottled window coffin is still in my ears, this is the joy in my dream after waiting for so many lifetimes.

Therefore, on every snowy day, the Sao Yu Xuan next to the Buddhist temple of the Buddhist temple will always be reduced to a charming warm pavilion, and there are often melodious laughter like a clear spring.

Those who didn't know why the herbalists didn't dare to come near. Some people said that the Buddha's place was very effective in making wishes, while others said, don't go there, the Buddha's place...is not clean.