Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

, hurriedly said:

"Since this is the case, you should be more careful on the road."

After finishing speaking, he ordered the day laborers who were still busy in the courtyard to bring some poultry, duck, fish meat, and nut cakes, carefully packed a few bags, and stuffed them into Yuemingxi's hands, saying: "Sister-in-law, here are some redundant New Year's goods, The girls in the workshop can't finish it, so you can take it home and eat some with the Yue lady."

Seeing that the bag was full of his favorite food, Yue Mingxi thanked the shopkeeper happily, chatted with her a few more words, and then went back to the foot of Xiaotao Mountain in the face of the plain white snow.

The fire in the hut was burning brightly, and the little red light reflected on the cool cheeks of Yuemingxi, which was very warm and comfortable.He put those New Year's items away from the corner of the wall, walked lightly to the tightly covered bed curtain, and tentatively called out: "... big beauty?"

There was no response in the ear, so he opened the bed curtain and peeked in, and found that Che Lian was not here, so he subconsciously glanced out the window, only vaguely seeing a thinly dressed figure standing by the frozen stream .

Yue Mingxi hurriedly picked up a big cloak and ran out the door, wrapped Che Lian, who was only wearing a light black dress, tightly in his arms, and confirmed that his body was gradually warming up, then rubbed his cheek with a little complaint and said: " What kind of hysteria is happening here, what should I do if I catch a cold..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was not quite right, he glanced at the cold-looking person in his arms again, frowned and said: "Beauty, why did you shave your hair in such a cold weather?"

Che Lian looked at him indifferently, struggled out of his arms slightly stiffly, leaned slightly with one hand up, and said:

"My lord, it's time for us to leave."

……

The light snow that was originally drifting and falling turned into heavy snow mixed with goose feathers mixed in the strong wind at some point. The Xiaotao Mountain immersed in the plain white was silent, reflecting the silent figures of the pair on the water surface. on the ice crystals.

The person in front of me is wearing a seductive black dress, the red light of the Buddha beads on the neck, the smooth and hairless head, the crimson color under the eyes, and the shining golden ring on the right ear, are still the same as the coquettish and erotic monk when they first met. appearance.

Yue Mingxi stared at him blankly for a long time, then turned around in a daze and walked towards the forest hut where the fire was still burning, muttering in his mouth: "Beauty, are you hungry? Sister-in-law Lu from the tailor shop gave us There are a lot of new year's goods, and I will cook tonight, you can rest for a while and wait for me."

After saying that, he went back to the house and set up the stove, picked out the fresh meat from the new year's goods and cleaned it, picked up the kitchen knife and carefully cut into cubes, put it in the pot, and stir-fried it, ignoring the monk standing silently behind him.

He cooked the rice, made the soup, moved a piece of paper to sit by the stove and watched the fire, a more mature and handsome face than a year ago was full of depression, and after a while, he lowered his head, tears dripping down his face fell down.

In fact, from the day when Che Lian was uncharacteristically, every time she had a relationship/thing, she would enjoy herself until dawn, Yue Mingxi knew the fact that he would not let go of his years of monk practice and return to the vulgar world to be his young master's wife ; but he always had a little luck in his heart.Since the beauty has been here for so long without saying a word after recovering from her injury, it is absurd that she can change her mind at the last moment, let go of her obsession and return to the world of mortals.

However, now it seems that Che Lian has never had such a thought at all, and I don't know if he is still secretly laughing at his innocence in his heart.

Last night, he was still wearing ink hair that was wet with fragrant sweat, [omitted], but today he easily found the Zen that he had abandoned for nearly two years, and he was still the same as when the two first met in Youhuang Mountain, as if The lover-like relationship for more than a year was a trivial scam.

"... We have been a lay couple for nearly two years, but you still only have your Buddha in your heart?"

The people behind were noncommittal.

Yue Mingxi suppressed the rest of the tears and laughed at himself: "It seems that I, Yue Mingxi, are being affectionate. I thought you liked me a long time ago, but because of the old nightmare in my heart, I couldn't bear it." Just hair."

The people behind still didn't respond.

The cold wind was howling outside the window, tiny sparks were crackling in the furnace, Yue Mingxi lifted the lid of the pot, put the crispy and delicious stewed meat into the pot, and filled a bowl of rice for the two of them, holding the bowls in their hands When he sat down at the small table that was no longer warm, his face had regained his calm.

Che Lian looked at Yue Mingxi as usual with her head buried in the food, her face was no longer turbulent after the depression, and her mood was a little complicated.

He was already prepared for the boy to cry, question, or beg himself, but he didn't expect that after a short period of depression, he accepted the fact that the two were about to part, which was far more than he imagined. Much calmer and calmer.

This should be the result he expected; but when he sat down in front of the young man and held up the bowl of white rice mixed with some meaning of farewell, there was an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

"Lian'er, you have to think about it."

Seeing that he had almost eaten, Yue Mingxi put down the bowl and chopsticks, put his hands on his knees and faced Che Lian, suddenly there was a strange but familiar expression on his face, and looked straight at him. He made up his mind and said:

"Let me ask you one last time. If you are willing to return to vulgarity for me, you will never ask about the affairs of the Buddhist temple again. After returning to the human world outside the furnace, the two of us can still live like this. Determined to regard me as a dewy love, still dedicated to the Buddha, we will stop here."

He paused as he spoke, and said in a deep voice: "It's really over here. Even if you want me to pester me in the future, I will definitely not soften my heart."

"..."

Che Lian was slightly taken aback, not knowing why Yue Mingxi said this in a firm tone, as if she firmly believed that she would pester him in the future, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and sat upright in silence.

Yue Mingxi didn't know what he was thinking, whether there was a moment of hesitation in his heart, thinking of him; but when Chelian raised his head, and a deep sigh came out of his throat, he knew it Answer.

"The young master's kindness to the poor monk will never be forgotten. It's a pity that this is all it takes."

These words pronounced the end of the two of them, making Yuemingxi's ice-cold heart no longer agitated.After hearing this, he nodded, stood up calmly, cleaned up the dishes on the table, put them into the closet, packed his luggage briefly, and said:

"Master, we can't take these trivial things with us after all, and throwing them into this illusion is always a thought. It's better to burn this house down with a fire, and it will be cleaner."

Hearing the indifferent and alienated voice, Che Lian's eyes darkened slightly. He glanced at the surrounding decorations, nodded and said, "That's fine."

Yue Mingxi threw the utensils in the house to the ground, smashed all the big ones, and threw the small ones into the fire, the movements were very smooth and natural, like throwing cheap dry firewood piled up at the base of the wall.Che Lian stood silently watching him all the time, with the raging fire reflected in her deep phoenix eyes.

Yue Mingxi weighed a few pockets under his feet, and said: "It's just a pity for these new year's goods, let's assume that the two of us have already eaten."

He also threw it into the fire.Che Lian noticed a piece of yellow silk that seemed to be wrapped in something beside the bed, subconsciously picked it up and wanted to see the contents inside, but was snatched by Yue Mingxi who was aware of it, and said in a panic:

"It's just some worthless rags, just burn them like this."

With a hook of Chelian's finger, the yellow silk covered with a little dust fell off, revealing the bright red brocade inside.

He noticed that it was a well-tailored garment. The delicate handwork and gorgeous texture proved its high value, his chest was inexplicably stagnant, and his eyes fell on Yue Mingxi's hands, which still had needle holes and calluses. .

Yue Mingxi glanced at him, but without speaking, raised his hand and threw the red dress into the stove.

Che Lian stretched out her hand subconsciously, but she didn't have time to stop him.

The tongue of fire screamed and devoured the bright red brocade, as if stripping away the last trace of nostalgia in Yue Mingxi's heart, turning it into pieces of invisible ashes in the furnace.Looking at the burning stove in front of him, Che Lian's breathing faintly became rapid, and the suddenly disordered zhenqi collided with the meridians he had finally repaired, and finally stopped slowly under his suppression.

"Okay." Yue Mingxi clapped his hands, as if he didn't notice his abnormality; when he stood up again, he was the cute and handsome young man from before.

He looked at Che Lian whose face was in the shadow, and said with a smile, "Master, let's go."

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In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.

Yuemingxi and Chelian spent nearly two years of spring and autumn in the perfect furnace, and the human world outside the furnace was only more than an hour. It was still the scene of early spring in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was not even at noon; At some point in Lingzhou, it began to rain heavily, diluting the rust-like stench in the air.

Smelling the strong smell of blood hidden under the heavy rain, Yue Mingxi frowned secretly, and rushed towards Canghaiju together with Che Lian the next moment.

The entire Mingjing Villa was washed away by the rain and became very desolate. The lightning and thunder in the drowsy sky drowned out the shadows of swords, lights and swords around the villa. There was no one in the Canghai Residence, only bloodstains that had faded and faded in the mud remained.

Yue Mingxi squatted down and wiped the reddish wet mud, knowing that something had happened here, followed Che Lian all the way to the top of the mountain, following the chaotic bloodstains, and as expected, in the dense forest that had been cut down all over the mountain. I found the people who were fighting together, and looked at them through the low bushes, and found that the evil party was actually the monks of Bofeng Temple.

Who would have thought that in just over an hour after the two of them disappeared, such a nest would be born in Mingjing Villa?