Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

Misheard. "

"..."

Seeing that Che Lian suddenly stopped the movements of her hands and turned to look at herself with rather complicated eyes, Shi Jiayu turned her head away with some guilt, and after thinking for a while, she reluctantly said: "Well, there is actually a little bit. This group The tangerines sent by the pilgrims are really sweet and delicious, I have eaten a lot in the past few days, and it is inevitable that I will get angry."

As he spoke, he raised his cheeks and looked at him with a smile, "But as long as I see Lian'er, my heart will be refreshed and I won't feel very uncomfortable."

Che Lian looked at the basket of citrus in her hand that had bottomed out, and felt that she had allowed him to eat too much these past few days. He poured a cup of herbal tea for him in his eyes, and then hesitantly confirmed:

"Is it really just getting angry?"

"Of course it's true." Seeing the beautiful woman doubting herself so much, Sa Jiayu couldn't help feeling wronged, and said with a frown, "Lian'er has already promised to be my wife, so why doesn't she even believe me in such a trivial matter?" ?”

After finishing speaking, he ignored him, packed up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, and walked out of the house with a flick of his sleeves.

Che Lian froze for a moment, never thought that Sakyamuni would be angry because of this, she was at a loss for a while, she quickly pulled him back and said softly: "Ming'er! It was my fault just now, how could I not believe you?"

Upon hearing this, Sha Jiayu paused, turned his head and gave him a meaningful look.Only then did Che Lian realize that there was no trace of anger on her lover's face, and it was obvious that she was only waiting to be coaxed by herself, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and hugged him gently from behind, leaned on his shoulder and said in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, Ming'er, I also know that I shouldn't think about those unlucky things. It's just me... After all, I have been ignorant for so many years, and it's hard to get in touch with you. I'm happy but at the same time I always feel a little unreal; I'm terrified. One day you will leave me behind, and then I will be really lonely and helpless, and I will no longer need this long-lived magic trick."

Sakyamuni snorted and said, "What's this called? If I really had troubles, would you still die for love? Why don't you just treat it as a love calamity, and then go back to the temple and concentrate on practicing; it's rare in this life. It would be a pity to give up halfway for the fate of Buddha."

Seeing that he had turned around and wrapped his hands around her waist, as if the other party's confession was very useful, Che Lian smiled and pinched his cheek, and said in a very light and serious voice:

"Ming'er is my Buddha. If there is no Ming'er in this world, why should I linger?"

……

It was the first time in her life that she uttered such blunt love words, Chelian was a little embarrassed, and seeing that Sakyamuni had not moved for a long time, she just stared at herself in a daze, so she also became annoyed, and was about to say something to relieve the pain In the delicate atmosphere, Shi Jiayu suddenly hugged him by the waist, and pressed him on the soft and comfortable couch.

Before Cherian came back to her senses, she felt something hard on her stomach, and a slightly complaining voice sounded close to her ear:

"...It's all your fault for saying some tempting words, I want it again."

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Sakyamuni whose face was already flushed.The person in front of him was staring at him with ardent and fascinated eyes, and kissed his cheek excitedly and shyly, just like the young boy who had just flirted with love back then.

The feeling of being in love with each other is so beautiful, seeing Chelian looking back at her with the same soft eyes, Shi Jiayu rubbed against his lower body again, and said softly: "Big beauty... is it okay..."

Che Lian looked at his wet eyes, although she was equally moved, she still hesitated.Because he was concerned about Sakyamuni's not-so-profound body in this life, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself before he broke through to the seventh floor, and he hadn't really had a good time with him for a long time; even so, the current charming atmosphere is really just right, It would be too incomprehensible to flatly refuse.

……

Occasionally, it should not hurt the general.

Just when he finally made up his mind and relaxed his body to give in to his desire, the warm body covering him shook slightly, and he sneezed suddenly, and a drop of luscious things was splashed on his cheek.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that it was blood.

Che Lian was shocked: "Ming'er?!"

Shi Jiayu was taken aback, and wiped his face himself, frowned and looked at the bright red between his fingers before his eyes, and said indifferently: "It's true that I have eaten too many oranges these days, so it doesn't matter. .Big beauty, we..."

Before he finished speaking, he froze and fell down.

The moment she saw Ming'er fell into her arms, Che Lian only felt that the blood in her whole body became cold.He was gasping for breath, and there was a sharp pain of chaotic qi coming from his meridians, and he spat out a mouthful of blood while trembling. He helped his unconscious lover up from his body, and said in a trembling voice:

"Ming'er, what's wrong with you, don't scare me..."

As she spoke, she raised her finger to test his breath.

……

Suddenly there was a clear and clear knock on the door, Che Lian woke up like a dream, and hurriedly got off the bed to open the door.Seeing that Master Wuwo was standing in the courtyard leisurely stroking his beard, he lifted his spirits, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and greeted him in panic and eagerly.

Master Wuwo sat on the bedside and watched the unconscious Sakyamuni carefully, raised his long eyebrows for a long while, and said unhurriedly: "Hey, it's really a serious illness."

Che Lian was even more anxious when she heard the words: "What kind of strange disease is it? I just found out that I'm still fine..."

Master Wuwo said leisurely: "Eating too many tangerines caused nosebleeds, and because of the sudden high tide, I was choked by nosebleeds."

Cherlian: "..."

Che Lian: "Master, don't joke."

Master Wuwo tapped his Zen stick to the ground, and said helplessly: "Where am I kidding with you? Lian boy, you are so concerned that you are in a mess; thanks to the fact that you were born in the medical hall of Bofeng Temple, and you went to take the number one pulse by yourself. , see if he gets angry."

Che Lian stepped forward to touch his pulse in a daze, and found that apart from some heat, it was indeed calm and stable; seeing that his breathing was even and long, it was obvious that he had fallen asleep, and then fell down as if he lost his strength.

While annoyed that he was too used to Ming'er these days, which caused him to eat too many oranges and get angry, he felt so guilty; at the same time, he went to bring a basin of warm water to clean up the blood stains on his body, and the disordered breath finally calmed down Come down, very happy in my heart.

It took a while to think of Master Wuwu who was still standing next to him. Che Lian raised her head and saw him wearing cassock and holding a Zen stick in his hand. He clearly looked like he was about to go on a long journey, so he asked:

"Master, where are you going?"

Master Wuwo glanced at Sakyamuni who was still sleeping soundly, and said, "Go to Yuejiazhuang in Jiangzhou."

Che Lian was slightly taken aback: "Yuejiazhuang... Isn't that Ming'er's old residence? I don't know why the master came to visit?"

He was asking casually, he didn't care where the elusive Master Wuwu was going, but seeing that he was going to pay a visit to Ming'er's house, he couldn't help being curious.

The warm water in the copper basin was faintly reddish. Master Wuwo couldn't help but sighed when he saw Chelian lowered his head and wiped his cheeks for Sakyamuni with a clearly attached look.

"His lifespan is approaching, so it is natural to inform his parents to prepare for the funeral."

Natural life

The afternoon sunlight streamed into the quiet meditation room, casting a flower shadow on Chelian's side face that was in the haze.He was silent for a while, and his words were very disapproving:

"I just said that I just got angry, why bother to tease me with these ominous naughty jokes."

Seeing Chelian's reaction, Master Wuwo knew that he might not be able to accept it, but he didn't intend to laugh it off. He lightly tapped the Zen staff under the two people's feet, and said with frowned:

"To be honest... Lian boy, Jiayu's lifespan is only 30 years in this life. In addition, when he was young, he was recruited by you who didn't know where he was. His body is already a few years older than his original age. He can last until the end of his life." It is really not easy now, and there are really not a few months left to live."

……

Sakyamuni, who was still in the dream, didn't know that he had been betrayed by the selfless master, so he turned over and slept more soundly on the couch.The wet handkerchief in her hand suddenly fell into the copper basin, thinking of Ming'er's various abnormalities in recent days, the previously suppressed qi began to riot in her body; Che Lian bent down and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He raised his head, and immediately clenched the sleeves of Master Wuwu.

"Master, there must be a way to save Ming'er, right?!"

Master Wuwo saw that he was already in extreme distress, but he was also very moved by this belated truth.He supported his Zen staff and sat down beside Che Lian, muttering, "Yes, there is."

Hearing this, a gleam of hope ignited in Che Lian's heart; who would have thought that the next moment, it would be like a basin of cold water in his head, pouring him cold all over in an instant.

"Jiayu taught me a book before his death in the last life. The way is that I will not last long in this life. I am afraid that I will never be with you again, so I beg me, who has never practiced the occult method, but is worthy of being in this world. Long-lived man came to save his life; and I did give him this prolongation of life in the first place."

Master Wuwo paused for a moment, then continued: "I, in Sanbao Temple, have never liked affairs in the Jianghu. I have been able to devote myself to the study of martial arts after living outside the world. I wrote a Wuwo Heart Sutra many years ago. The exercises used to elevate one's realm like those in the book only teach people to hold their breath and calm down, cultivate their body and cultivate their character. This exercise can prolong life after comprehending the first level. There is no difference in the life span of Taoist monks; the method of cultivation is not difficult, but you must stick to Yuanyang on weekdays and be pure-minded. Once you break the precepts, all your previous achievements will be wasted."

Noticing that Che Lian was trembling slightly, he should have understood it, Master Wuwo sighed, and said again:

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