Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

These injuries were actually caused by Che Hai, and they were just superficial injuries caused by this idiot who didn't know the severity when he was playing around.

Because he was in a good mood today, it was rare for him to patiently let the child lie on his lap, sleeping from the setting sun to the tip of the moon.When the dew was getting colder, he woke up from his meditation. He woke up the drowsy child in his arms, and said, "It's cold at night, let's go back to sleep."

The child only rubbed his eyes, and after looking at him sleepily, he suddenly cast his gaze into the distant night.

Seeing the lights in his dark eyes, Che Lian also turned her head to look at the bright night sky, and saw thousands of burning sky lanterns slowly rising from the small town at the foot of the mountain, floating in the moonlight and starry sky. In the Milky Way, it burns like a dream.

Knowing that the child might have never seen such a scene, he said, "That is a sky lantern. There seems to be a temple fair at the bottom of the mountain tonight, and there are many children who like to eat and play. Do you want to go shopping?"

The child nodded in a trance, and after thinking for a while, shook his head again.Of course, Che Lian didn't know what he was worried about, so she got up and picked him up naturally, pointed in the direction of those sky lanterns, and said with a smile: "Then let's go to the town to put two sky lanterns, how about it? "

Caught off guard, he fell into a strange but warm embrace. Although it involved the unhealed new wound on his waist, it was incredibly gentle.He looked at Che Lian's gentle side face reflected in the lamplight, and suddenly burst into tears.

It was the first time in this world that someone hugged him, carefully carrying novelty and temptation, without the hurt and anger he imagined, and easily penetrated into his heart.

So on the Qixi Festival that day, Che Lian carried him down the mountain to release the sky lanterns, and bought him sweet cakes, Qiaoguo, flower drum balls, and he also smiled for the first time in his life, nestling in the The elder acted like a baby in his arms, and just remembered this kind of kindness that was not too deep for a lifetime, even though Che Lian would no longer remember it in the future.

Although after going back that night, Che Hai beat him up on the grounds that he could not be found, and the torment after that became more and more severe, but Shakyayu felt that it was no longer difficult for some reason, and often ran away when Che Hai was not around. I went to the Chanliao to find Chelian, and pestered that person to teach me how to play the piano and read, and the days passed like this.

It was only later that Chehai found out.

At that time, Sakyamuni had tied up his hair, and he had changed from a child in the general corner to a young boy, and he had some affection for that person in his heart. When Che Lian couldn't see him, he would nest in his dark hut and write Painting, painting is all kinds of ink lotus, writing is "Shejiang Picking Hibiscus", the first Chinese poem Chelian taught him.

He thought he hid these naive calligraphy and paintings very well, and he didn't want to reveal his thoughts in the future, and Che Hai discovered a love poem that had not yet been delivered to Che Lian.

On that day, Che Hai poured hot salt water on his newly grown tender wound. He lay on the ground dying of breath, but kept crying:

"...I really like him!"

Hearing this, Che Hai became even more enraged, pierced his collarbone and ankle, imprisoned him since then, and never allowed him to step out of this dark room where he couldn't see his fingers.From then until the early autumn of Xiuning Mountain many years later, he never saw Chelian again.

Not long after that, Sakyamuni's young body was more than mature, and Che Hai also began to practice the secret method of seizing phases. He accidentally discovered that if the person who harvested the supplements was his own blood-related parent and child, he would be several times more advanced than ordinary martial arts practitioners. Happily started the crime of incest, forcing him to have sex with his own father at an early age, and live as the most humble furnace.

The same is a full ten years.

In the past ten years, Sakyamuni also thought about dying, hating Chehai, hating the old maid who sent him to Pufeng Temple, and hating Chelian.

The child who had been sticking to her side disappeared into the Bofeng Temple so quietly, but Che Lian didn't take it seriously at all. She only asked Che Hai by chance many days later, and when she learned that the child had been picked up by her parents, she went away. No doubt about him, as if he really doesn't matter to him.

At first, Shakyayu still hoped that one day Chelian would be able to detect the clues and save himself from this dark room where the sun was not visible, but over time, he also gave up this thought.Years of deception by snow and frost have made him have a special physique, and he has a good cultivation level accumulated by toxins; after slowly groping out the way, he also practiced quietly while interacting with Che Hai, and finally When Che Hai was about to break through the seventh floor, he took away all his cultivation bases, shattered the chains that bound him, and escaped from the Pufeng Temple overnight with two volumes of books to capture pictures.

From then on, Sakyamuni wandered around the world, and after a lot of wasting time, he finally saw through the world of mortals, and became a monk in Xiuning Temple, a little-known small temple.

Xiuning Temple, hidden in the deep mountains with few incense sticks, used to have only a few old monks, and there were no new disciples for many years. They just waited for the dusty statue of the Buddha to return safely; after Sakyamuni came, he taught the secret Dharma and them, the Tao is to break the precepts and live forever like him.

Many years later, the old monk who did not want to commit vulgar crimes died, but the monks who decided to follow Sakyamuni have already returned to their beautiful years.Shakyayu was afraid that the old demon would come looking for him, so he improved his martial arts every day, and even asked all the monks to accept disciples and educate them. With the momentum of Xiuning Mountain, Xiuning Temple became famous and became a success. Found a legendary demon temple.

The monks in Xiuning Temple mostly reminded each other when practicing, and very few people went out to look for the reckless people in the world, and because Sakyamuni had already broken through the seventh level, he had never really been in harmony with anyone; I hope that one day I can meet Chelian again and go to Wushan with the person I really love.

He knew that Chehai had always been ruthless towards Chelian, but he did not go to Bofeng Temple to rescue him after his great achievement, but patiently waited for him to be in trouble, and then redeemed him as a superior.

So a few years later, among the brilliant maple flowers in Xiuning Temple in early autumn, he really waited for the tottering old monk covered in mud, prostrated himself at his feet and begged him to save his life and help him avenge the devil.

He easily got his body, but never got his heart.

So in the previous life, I could only run away in embarrassment, and spent [-] years of love in the Yuejia Mountain alone. I wrote a love letter that I couldn't give him when I was young, drew a black lotus, and then recited the reincarnation curse, and sent myself to another A life without tangled emotions.

It's a pity that in his past and present lives, he was nothing more than Nankey Yimeng. He was still that Sakyamuni, and he still liked that Chelian.

Sakyamuni said: "Great beauty, I really admired you."

Sakyamuni said again: "The obsession between the two lives is now truly seen through; you have to admit that you and I are destined, but all the entanglements in the past, let's stop here."

Unlike the young man who questioned himself with a crying sound in the illusion of Bailian Furnace, the person in front of him has collected the memories of two lifetimes, and his words are truly calm and indifferent.Che Lian kept watching his eyebrows and eyes, as if being strangled by an invisible hand, her chapped lips were slightly parted, but she couldn't utter a word.

Sakyamuni walked up to Chehai who was curled up on the ground, lowered his eyes and said: "He once hurt and humiliated me, but just because he was my biological father, the World Honored One didn't allow me to bear the name of patricide; I have been meditating for many years in Xiuning Mountain. , the original such enmity has already been taken lightly. Now I entrust him to you, how to deal with it depends on your heart."

Che Hai was still looking at him with a smirk, his old face was so ugly, it was obvious that he was the devil he had hated so much for many years, but at this moment Che Lian looked at him, and felt that his chest full of anger was burning. The remaining warmth slowly faded away, leaving only a trace of sadness that I don't know where it came from.

He was silent for a long time, and finally said: "What are you going to do after this?"

Hearing the words, Sakyamura pondered for a while, and pondered: "Even though I used to be Master Jiayu of Xiuning Temple, in this life, I was only Yuemingxi, the young master of Yuejiazhuang. I still have parents who need to be filial. Lord, it's nothing to worry about."

After finishing speaking, she paused, looked into his eyes and seemed to want to say something, but in the end she just clasped her fists together and said, "Just leave it here."

Then he turned and left.

"..."

Che Lian suddenly came back to her senses, and stretched out her hand to grab his sleeve, but it was in vain, just like looking at the red dress that was completely swallowed by the flames in a fantasy, watching helplessly. Then he floated away from the Mingjing Villa, which was sunny after the rain.

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Bits of warm golden light poured out from the clouds and fell in front of the monks sitting and resting under Jingshan Island.After the heavy rain, the blue sky of Jiling Continent was as clear as water. Kong Fan stretched out his palm and carefully looked at the fine golden spots between his fingers. Go to the Mingjing Villa on the top of the mountain.

The surrounding area of ​​this road was particularly quiet, and the smell of blood after the fierce battle seemed to linger in the air, Kong Fan raised his eyebrows, and had a vague premonition of something.

Before reaching the mountainside, the surrounding blood was getting thicker, and the place where I passed by was really messed up.Most of those who died in the mud were decent Jianghu who wanted to attack them not long ago. Judging from the shocking mottled injuries, it was really the handwriting of the monk of Pufeng Temple who showed his claws and teeth.

It's just that although the vegetation in the mountain is full of scars, it can be seen that the people have fought fiercely, but the dead are not too many, probably because of the effect of the senior brother's bloodletting and coaxing them to eat centipede pills.

But I don't know where that person is now, and whether the knot with the master has been untied.

Kong Fan silently recited Amitabha, knowing that they came too late, he taught the accompanying disciples to rescue those warriors who were still alive in the pool of blood, and moved the dead bodies out of the filthy place. They made an escape, and followed the imperceptible breath in the air to find the two people.

It's so easy to smell the atmosphere of the senior brother and the master in front of a secret village