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"Ah Ci's health is not good. If you want to bow down, just let me do it for you." After Du Zijin finished speaking, she took a step forward.

Qingyun Temple is an ancient temple.There are countless legends about it.Yan Ci smiled softly, and said to Du Zijin, "The so-called heart of worshiping the Buddha. The important thing is to be devout. How many times have you kowtowed? How many times have you recited scriptures. It doesn't matter."

Du Zijin knew that Yan Ci didn't want to bother him.He said, "Whatever you say is up to you. But since we are able to come here by fate, how about we go up and pay our respects?"

Yan Ci smiled and nodded, and Du Zijin tied the big cloak of fox fur embossed with gold thread on his body to Yan Ci, and said, "The pure place of Buddhism. Although it is quiet, it is inevitably desolate. A Ci must be careful. Don't Catch a cold."

Yan Ci has long been used to this journey, being taken care of by Du Zijin like a child.He also smiled and said nothing.

The two of them took each other all the way to the gate of the ancient temple. The grass was rotten in front of the gate, but the path leading to the meditation room was cleaned.

The two pushed the door open and entered.It turned out that he had never even seen a little novice monk.

Until you bypass the big bell and come to the main hall.Only then did the two see one wearing cassock.Knocking a wooden fish alone.The sound seemed to come from far away.Hitting the heart one after another.

The beating sound of wooden fish.Suddenly stopped abruptly.The old man turned around slightly and looked at the two people standing outside the door.

It was not surprising at all.The benevolent eyebrows smiled slightly, and said, "There is a distinguished guest, it is because I have neglected you."

After the old man finished speaking, he got up and bowed deeply to the two of them.The moment his eyes touched Yan Ci, a trace of strange emotion flashed in his eyes, and then he shook his head slightly and said, "Benefactor, why is this so?"

Seeing the old monk's expression, Yan Ci thought that he felt pity for his suffering, and couldn't help saying, "It's due to luck. It should be like this. It made the mage laugh."

The old monk turned his gaze to Du Zijin again, with a look of admiration in his eyes, then he sighed softly and turned around, saying, "Since today is due to this, why don't I make a divination for you two. It can be regarded as fulfilling our today The fate of meeting." The old monk finished speaking and turned to get the stick.Du Zijin and Yan Ci were left standing in place.

Wait until the old monk comes back.Du Zijin and Yan Ci did not shirk, each held a lottery and made a divination.

The old monk had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and he was one step ahead of Yan Ci, and picked up Yan Ci's sign, only to see that there was only one sign on it.

White snow and dust-free water flow eastward.

No matter how white the snow is, it is not stained with dust.Once it melts into the water, it can only turn into nothing.This is a lower lottery.Yan Ci's body is the true portrayal of this signature.

Yan Ci himself knew what was going on, so he asked with a smile, "Master Qingyun should know what this signature means. My friends and I know this situation. There is no need for the mage to shy away. The matter is bearish. I also ask the mage to tell the truth."

Master Qingyun originally thought that ordinary people in the world must have too much obsession with matters of life and death, and he wanted to see that the two dressed people in front of him were either rich or noble.

The more people want to be happy in this world, the more they should have endless greed and nostalgia for this world.

People who were born in poor families, if their lives are not long, they will feel it is a kind of relief.

But if you were born in a wealthy township, then leave such a bustling and bustling world.How can people not feel sad?

It's just that Master Qingyun never expected that the young man in front of him looked not in good health.

Tsinghua University is full of luxury, and every gesture is graceful and luxurious.Never thought that such a person would have no nostalgia for this world.

Such a person is either heartbroken.Or it has deep roots of wisdom.Can see through the passing clouds of this world faster than ordinary people.The building rises and the building tilts.It's just a dream.

Master Qingyun stroked his beard.He nodded in appreciation frequently, and said, "Young benefactor, you are not very old, but you have a broad view on life and death. That's it. This old monk can also speak bluntly."

Three cups of clear tea are served, and this thousand-year-old temple has somewhat of a fireworks atmosphere.

Master Qingyun sat in the upper seat.Said, "Little benefactor, life is endlessly bitter. Your destiny is destined to die young. Now it is at the end of the battle. If the old monk's calculation is correct, maybe on the first lunar month next month, it will be the benefactor..."

Master Qingyun stopped in the middle of speaking, he is a monk.It shouldn't have been done.

Just looking at the little benefactor in front of me, I have a deep obsession.If it wasn't for my own comfort, I couldn't make him understand the value of time.

I am afraid there will be new regrets.So I can only break the words, which can be regarded as enlightening him.As for what to do in the future.It still depends on his own understanding and opportunity.

Yan Ci had already prepared, but with a pale face, he nodded slightly.On the other hand, Du Zijin seemed unable to let go, and asked, "Since the mage is clear about these shadowless things, does the mage know if there is any way to help him continue his life?"

Although he is the Ninth Five Supreme, he has nothing to do about this matter.That profound sense of powerlessness.It often made him doubt the significance of his coming to this point.

So encounter such an opportunity.There was a trace of luck in his heart.Don't let him live a long life.But at least if he could prolong his life while sick, that would be endless comfort to himself.

Master Qingyun shook his head lightly, and said, "Benefactor, why are you so obsessed? Life and death are fate, and wealth is in the sky. Some things are beyond your control. If God's will, why do you have to go against the sky?" .”

Du Zijin sighed softly, and said with a wry smile, "If it were the past, I would be full of arrogance, and I would say that even if I went against the sky, so what? But now I don't dare.

I can only pray secretly in my heart every day for the people God wants to take away, hoping that God will be merciful and give me even one more day. "

Du Zijin didn't look like a king of a country at all at this moment.He becomes sensitive and vulnerable.

His tone is like a child who has been teased by fate.He became without any guts and courage.He can do it.Just pray.He just hoped that God would give him a little more time.

On the other hand, Yan Ci, it seemed that the two people in front of him were not discussing his own life and death. His slightly raised little finger, like half of an elegant orchid, quietly bloomed in the steaming smoke of the tea.

Yan Ci flipped the lid of the teacup as if nothing had happened.Even the tea in the ancient temple has a bit of Zen.Yan Ci sang softly and thought it was delicious.

The two people in front of them looked at this person helplessly.Drinking tea as if nothing had happened.His expression was as calm as a cloud of smoke.Master Qingyun nodded slightly in approval.Du Zijin shook her head slightly in regret.

The two spent a simple night in Qingyun Temple.On the second day, he got up early, and the carriage walked southward on the winding path in front of the ancient temple.

On the ninth day they went out, they caught up with a heavy rain.The heavy rain poured down, and Yan Ci caught fire in the crude car.Du Zijin drove the carriage quickly.The mud splashed by the horse's hooves is like a person's boiling mind.

After finally arriving in the next state and county, Yan Ci received effective treatment. Du Zijin got angry in a hurry, and there were transparent blisters around his mouth. The first thing Yan Ci said when he opened his eyes was, "This time Master Qingyun is about to lose. I...I'm afraid I won't live until next month."

He spoke lightly, with self-deprecating and helpless tone in his tone.It's not a big face.Now it is even thinner than a palm.

Yan Ci pulled off the quilt and said, "The left and right sides of my body are like this. There is nothing to wait for. Let's set off quickly. I want to go and see the sunset of Shenyue Lake."

Shenyue Lake is the scenery in the south, and it will probably take about two days to go forward. Du Zijin looked at Yan Ci's appearance.

The pain in my heart.No one could understand it, so they had to try their best to satisfy Yan Ci, and said, "Okay. I will take Ah Ci away."

There was not even the last ray of light in Yan Ci's eyes.If it is not a last resort.

Du Zijin would only persuade herself to take a good rest.Now since he can do everything by himself.

It seemed that it was the last moment of last resort.But it's also good.He has been feeling his bones ache lately.

Although he doesn't have to travel every day, sitting in a carriage is already too much for him.

This skin.It seems that this life is going to be used to the end after all.I hope to be a cow and a horse in my next life.After all, you have to have a good body.

The two tidied up a bit and headed south all the way.Yan Ci always loses energy.

He was asleep most of the time in the carriage.There were even two times in the middle, he was woken up by Du Zijin crying.

Yan Ci looked at Du Zijin's weeping face.Sometimes it's funny too.That kind of people.in the end.thought he was dead.It was so ugly to cry.

I'm getting weaker and weaker.He can often feel his skin hanging loosely on him.

The day I arrived at Shenyue Lake.He seemed to be in a good mood.People also become more powerful.Du Zijin supported him.

He was even able to walk to the gazebo by the lake by himself.Du Zijin wrapped a lot of cloaks around his body, but he still looked very thin.

Du Zijin held him in his arms.Pointing to a piece of gold and red in the lake, he said, "Ah Ci, look quickly. The sun has set in the water. Tell me. What does it look like when the moon sets in?"

Yan Ci's lips were chapped and gray. He pursed his lips lightly and said, "It must be beautiful. Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please wait with me. I want to see, I want to see the moon fall into the lake."

Du Zijin patted Yan Ci's back lightly, and said, "Okay. I'll wait with Ah Ci. Don't sleep with Ah Ci. Let's wait together."

Yan Ci nodded slightly.A pair of eyelids are heavy and cannot be opened.His faint breathing sound, like Du Zijin's faint hope, exists cautiously.

finally.The sky went from bright to dark, and then from dark to bright.The moon fell into the lake with a bright brilliance, and Du Zijin's tears rolled down, saying, "A Ci, look... A Ci. A Ci. Open your eyes and take a look... A Ci... Ah Ci..."

In the end, it was Du Zijin's suppressed crying, bit by bit.Smudged in this slightly cold dawn.The most precious person in this world.Going through the greatest pain of his life.

Jianxi two years.Prime Minister Yan resigned.He died in Shenyue Lake, Yanzhou.The emperor ordered that the whole country be in mourning.Authors set up books and biography.Remember Yan Xiangzhi's learned demeanor.To pass on to future generations.