Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

Although Wen Liang was born in a commoner fisherman's family, but because of his family's good education, he is quite accomplished in martial arts and female celebrities, but sometimes he seems a little dull and stupid, and he is still a bit lacking in tolerance for the mistress.

But Yuejiazhuang doesn't need such a vigorous mistress, everything will be taken care of by his son, as long as his wife is what he likes.

After taking care of their marriage, Sakyamuni summoned the young couple one day and said, "Now that Tianhe has grown up, married a wife and established a career, my last long-cherished wish in this world has also been fulfilled." , it is also time to bid farewell to the two of you."

Yue Tianhe suddenly raised his head and said in disbelief: "Father, what do you mean..."

"My life is over in this life, and tonight I will sit down in the mountain abode. Although I will not have my father and elders by my side in the future, as long as you and your husband are of the same heart, everything can be easily solved."

After hearing this, Yue Tianhe's knees trembled, and he knelt down with a plop.

Mrs. Yue, who had just started, also knelt in front of her father-in-law with her husband, but she was not as calm as him. She cried and said, "I have just passed through the door with my body like this, and I haven't had time to do my filial piety to you, so why insist on going first!"

Yue Tianhe also shed tears, trying to say something to persuade him to stay, but he also knew it was futile.Seeing their grief, Sakyamuni comforted them: "But don't be too sentimental. I just passed away in this world, and I still have an afterlife. I will recite a reincarnation mantra for myself tonight; you and I are relatives." It’s not over yet, maybe we can meet again in the next life.”

After speaking, he gave a few more instructions, and in the evening, he washed and washed in the village, and then safely stepped into an elegant abode in the back mountain. After taking a last look at Yuejia Mountain, he closed the Zen door in front of the two of them with a smile. .

"……father!"

Three years later, Mrs. Yue was diagnosed with a happy pulse, and in the spring of the next year, Yue Mingxi, the young master of Yuejiazhuang, fell to the ground.

In the next 16 years, Yuemingxi was expelled from the sect by the Zhujian School, and at the foot of Youhuang Mountain, he met a erotic monk from Xiuning Temple who had just woken up from his sleep and went down the mountain to Jiangzhou to visit his old friend.

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"That's exactly what happened." Sakyamuni sighed as he spoke, as if he was also very helpless about his situation, and as if thinking of something, he turned and glanced at the stunned head of the Zhujian faction, and cupped his hands and said, " When my memory was not complete before, I was offended by my youthful nature, and I hope that Master Shi will forgive me for my ridiculous words and deeds in the past."

Shi Mingfu was so startled that he couldn't speak, and he just nodded for a long while, seeing that Shi Jiayu turned his gaze to Chelian again, the two of them fell silent at the same time.

He vaguely felt that the atmosphere between these two people seemed weird, like swords were on the verge of breaking out, but also a little indescribably charming. In the end, it gradually became cold in this silent confrontation, and was first broken by Sakyamuni. silence.

Sakyamuni looked at Chelian who still seemed to be in a trance, and laughed softly:

"Before I passed away, I was still thinking that after reincarnation, I might be reincarnated in the secular world as a young master who will spend my whole life idle and carefree, and my fate with you will really end here; You are the one who is emotional."

After finishing speaking, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said meaningfully: "Actually, I didn't say it before, but you should have vaguely noticed it."

"..." Che Lian avoided his eyes, covered all the turmoil in her heart under a calm complexion, her red lips were slightly murmured, and after a long time, she just said, "You... When did you completely remember?" ?”

"But it's hard to say," Sakyamuni said. "When I was young, I had some vague memories. I cried and cried in the village all day long, which really made my parents worry. Later, when I was seven years old, Fan'er came here on a special trip." This time, I cast a spell to erase all the memories of my previous life, and this luckily taught me to have a fairly carefree childhood. After I met you, I could think of some from time to time; I completely remembered, but it was the two of us in the illusion It's time."

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at Chelian's expression, walked up to Gao Siyuan, frowned and asked:

"Gao Siyuan, I clearly stated in the letter that I wanted you to hand over the letter to Lian'er, why did you go against my wishes, even copied my handwriting to forge the letter, and incited everyone to harm him?"

Gao Siyuan didn't seem to have heard of it, just stared at him obsessively, as if looking at his half-life obsession.

Sha Jiayu's heart moved, and he vaguely saw the obedient and cowardly boy from the old brows, and felt a little bit relieved and pitiful. "...Forget it, since this matter is over, I can't bring it up again." He reiterated succinctly, "Let's take out the next book."

Only then did Gao Siyuan come back to his senses, forced his dilapidated body to sit up, took a breath and said:

"Back then, my father and I hid the secret method of stealing phases in the most secret place in the world in order to live up to our great trust. Now I... will give it to you..."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the scimitar that fell on the bluestone ground with his remaining arm, and with his backhand, he slashed viciously at his chest.

Che Lian watched helplessly as he opened his heart, pulled out a pitch-black scroll from his bloody chest, held it respectfully in his haggard palm, looked at Sakyamuni and said tremblingly:

"Also please...Master Jiayu have a look."

痴念

Gao Siyuan met Master Jiayu for the first time when he was 14 years old.

At that time, the man was just a romantic monk known for his flamboyant name, but his father Gao Chong was actually known as the number one swordsman in the world. His sword skills were amazing and righteous, and he was said to be the No. 1 martial arts of that era. It's not an exaggeration; however, he is so spotless and righteous, but he has become a lifelong friend with the righteous and evil Master Jiayu.

That year, there was a strange scene in Xiuning Mountain, the off-season peach blossoms were in full bloom, Gao Chong left Jilingzhou for a long time and came here to visit old friends, and brought his youngest son along the way, hoping to introduce him to the world .Gao Siyuan was introverted and shy when he urinated, and he followed behind his father's cuff tightly all the way, curiously looking at the scenery around him that was different from Mingjing Villa, and finally relaxed.

Then he saw the beautiful monk drinking and playing the piano in the pavilion in the mountain.

The man's drunken eyes were hazy, and he was sitting under the peach blossoms with his arms open, humming an unknown tune, extremely elegant and unrestrained.He dismantled the pigeon blood-red Buddhist beads and used them as pawns, and he used the scriptures and good theories as pawns for the piano. It was obviously a rebellious act, but Gao Siyuan suddenly looked at his eyes and felt that he was the Buddha.

At that moment, he finally knew that the legendary stories of beauties compiled by the storytellers in the post station teahouse were not lies.

He just hid behind his father and looked at that man, feeling sad for a while, as if he had seen all the life he couldn't ask for.

Seeing that his friend brought a young boy with a strange face, Sakyamuni asked with a smile, "Is this Ah Yao?"

Gao Chong then called him to come out from behind him, taught him to say hello to Sakyamuni, and proudly showed off to this childless old friend: "This is the youngest son, Ayuan."

When Shi Jiayu heard the words, he put down the jug in his hand in surprise, looked him up and down, and said thoughtfully: "I haven't seen you for many years, and the youngest of the Gao family is already this big?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards him, as if wanting to touch his head, but put it down halfway, patted his shoulder instead, and said with a smile: "Then let's have a drink with Uncle, A Yuan."

Feeling the warmth of that person's palm, Gao Siyuan felt sour in his nose and almost burst into tears.

This is the first and only time in his life that he spent time drinking with that person, before he had time to think about any charming thoughts, he just held the jug blankly and watched his father chatting with him, his voice was reflected in the dark eyes Smiling appearance, then also aftertaste life.

He heard his father complaining to the man that he was weak and dull, that he only loved singing about the wind and playing with the moon on weekdays, and that he didn't have the demeanor of a hero. He feared that it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold in this arena in the future, but the man shook his head, as if he was dissatisfied with his father's words:

"This is really strange. What is the demeanor of a chivalrous man? Some people are distinguished by their appearance, but judged by their appearance is a big taboo. Even if you can only write a pen, there is no reason why you cannot be a hero. Just like being born in Buddhism I drink and eat meat, but how can I not look like a Buddha?"

As the man spoke, he looked at him, although his face was still slightly drunk, he was more like a Buddha than any monk in the world who kept the five precepts.

He knew that the man was encouraging him, and he had mixed feelings in his heart. He was about to break his usual shyness and say something to him, but suddenly in the distance, a monk wearing a bamboo hat walked over slowly and stopped in front of the man to look at him. With a glance, he said lightly:

"Master, it's time to practice."

He clearly saw that person's eyes light up suddenly, and his gaze on the disciple in front of him became gentle and affectionate, as if he was looking at a lover he fell in love with, and his originally hot heart gradually cooled down.

Gao Chong looked at the monk whose face was hidden under the bamboo hat, and saw Shajiayu got up and whispered to him intimately, and coaxed him away for a while, then he vaguely understood, and joked: "I forgot , Jiayu is a married man now."

The man didn't deny it, and his smile was even brighter.

After drinking for three rounds, Sakyamuni said the purpose of inviting Gao Chong to Xiuning Mountain as a guest, and entrusted the half volume of the photo book to this old friend.

At that time, he joked: "It's not something so rare that I need to entrust Mr. Gao to take care of it. It's just that my wife who just passed the door was wronged and married because of this thing. I'm afraid I will teach him to take it with the front foot. Then he will be cruel to divorce me; so I ask Master Gao to take it for the time being, and when I end up with him in the future, I will write to him to ask for it."

Hearing what he said, Gao Chong didn't pay much attention to the half volume of the book at first, and after returning to Mingjing Villa, he went to Gao Siyuan to read it.