Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

Honestly, I already knew it. "

Master Wuwu looked at his face which was still faintly black and blue, and finally sighed, "It's more than three days."

Che Lian murmured slightly, not feeling too surprised.He hugged his shoulders that were getting colder, and he couldn't feel the warmth of the spring day all over his body. He lowered his head and muttered to himself:

"If Ming'er becomes a fairy... In the next life, will we meet again by fate?"

Master Wuwo hurriedly supported his crumbling body, urged his internal force to drive away all the cold air in his body veins, and comforted him: "Don't panic, Lian boy, but it's not that everything is irreparable."

"..."

Hearing this, Che Lian finally cheered up a little bit, and once again looked at Master Wuwu with hopeful eyes.Master Wuwo twitched his long snow-white eyebrows, and said with emotion: "Since I have worked so hard for Jiayu for so long, how can I bear to see the two of you fail?"

He said: "Although this secret method of stealing phases is a fairy method, it is just an uncommon martial arts secret method. It is difficult to deal with it, but it is not easy to say; a hundred years ago when the martial arts were still dancing with demons, there were There are many poison scripture medicine powders used to persecute righteous knights, such as some extremely overbearing Sangong pills. Only one pill of power can abolish the cultivation of the first level of power, and only need to teach Jiayu to take one , to abolish that redundant layer. It's just..."

Seeing the hesitant look on his face, Che Lian knew that this method would not be too easy. Sure enough, Master Wuwo hesitated for a moment, and said again: "These exercises are all made by evil ways after all. □, the greater the power, the greater the toxicity, they are all domineering things that can be useless or dead, and I need to spend more time to study and choose one to purify."

Che Lian lowered her head in understanding.

After a while he suddenly coughed violently, lifted his clothes and knelt down in front of Master Wu-Self, and said in a hoarse and earnest voice:

"Master, Lian Zi knows that this life is over, and he doesn't expect to be reunited with Ming'er immediately; I just wait for my reincarnation to enter the world again, and I hope that the master can take care of Ming'er for me in these days when I can't be together. Son."

Master Wuwo was startled, and felt that he couldn't stand Chelian's kneeling, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and finally nodded cautiously.

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After explaining her funeral in a safe manner, Che Lian also lived very peacefully in the last three days of this fate.

He didn't blame Ming'er for not being able to recognize him at first sight, after all, it would be too difficult to teach such a young man in his prime to fall in love with an old monk at first sight; it's just that he firmly believed that Ming'er would still be like that ten years ago I always think of him, no matter how many years he has to pay for it.

He propped up his body that had been gnawed by the venom and was riddled with holes, washed and bathed, tried to make his rough skin look plump, and then put on a bright red dress, until they had been in love with each other for the whole time Sitting silently in the monastery in winter and summer, looking at his Ming'er lying on the tree and taking a nap in the lazy and romantic sunlight of spring.

He knew how absurd his appearance in red and green was, but he still vaguely hoped that this attire would remind Ming'er of something, and sat on the side of the alley where young monks shuttled through from morning till night. , will inevitably attract some side attention.

And Yue Mingxi obviously also noticed the strangeness of the elder Xitang, although he also felt that the red dress did not match his old appearance, but he did not show such a strange look like others.Firstly, he didn't like to criticize others, and secondly, it was really fresh to see such bright colors in this dull ancient temple.

Although he also vaguely noticed that the elders of the West Hall cast some kind of obscure gaze on him, but he was a young boy with a simple mind at this time, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, he just stayed leisurely on the tree Taking a nap on the eaves and waking up to talk to the elders of the West Hall who are also doing nothing, I feel very comfortable.

Seeing that although Ming'er couldn't remember the past of their affectionate love, and occasionally glanced at him but never showed sarcasm, Che Lian felt relieved, and no longer felt any regrets.

Just teach him to look at Ming'er like this until the end of tomorrow comes.

He caressed the string of relics in his hand that he had cherished all his life, and he had made up his mind to bury them together at the southern foot of Xiuning Mountain, where the peach blossoms glowed. He would dig them out by himself in the next life, and he would never miss any sealed memories. .

He saw Yuemingxi pluck a few leaves of grass from the deep flower garden outside the meditation room. He was sitting cross-legged on the eaves and concentrating on weaving a grasshopper. A faint smile appeared on the lips of the young man who used all kinds of small crafts to please him.

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As the sun set, the figure of the young boy who was still as bright as in his memory became hazy and dim. He felt that his vision had gradually blurred, and the cold sunlight that had shrouded his whole body had become abnormally warm. Ready to leave the world.

At this time, some children's laughter suddenly came from the lonely court, forcing Che Lian to recover from the quietness that was about to be separated from her body and soul, and saw that it seemed that some children brought by pilgrims from the mountain were making noise. He closed his eyes again, not intending to pay attention.

"Wow! An old monster in red clothes!"

A little girl in the lead cried out in that thin and immature voice, pointed in the direction of Che Lian and said to the children behind her.Several children who were playing hide-and-seek gathered around Che Lian and looked around curiously, arguing with each other.

"Nonsense, my parents all said that Buddhism is a pure place, where are the monsters!" The child in yellow who said this retorted disdainfully, and then became nervous again, "Could it be this mountain spirit and wild ghost on the Muling Ridge?" ?”

Another child pinched his nose and said, "It doesn't matter whether it's a demon or a ghost, he's really old and ugly, let's run away!"

Che Lian frowned, her old and weak hands clenched the relic that was constantly caressing again, and she instinctively wanted to get up and leave, but the next moment she was stumbled by the little girl who was lying in front of her, and fell straight to the ground. By the side of the green mud path, the relics in the hand also collapsed, falling into the cracks between the earth and rocks and disappearing.

"What are you running for! It's just an old and weak old monster, just come and follow me to subdue the monster!"

The little girl was of high status, she was dressed in jewels and jewels, and her little face was full of arrogance, and to prove that what she said was true, she came up and kicked the funny red-clothed monster in front of her.

Seeing the things she regarded as more than her life rolled into the mud like this, Che Lian suddenly panicked in her heart, and immediately ignored the group of children who were still making noise behind her, and bent over to pick up those scattered relics Zhu, the bright red and crooked back is even more ridiculous in this sudden noise.

Yue Mingxi had made a grasshopper, and he was holding it in his palm to enjoy it, but he was disturbed by the noise from the temple; when he subconsciously looked down at the eaves, the elder of Xitang, who was closing his eyes and meditating, For some reason, he fell to the ground, as if he was picking up something in the dirt, and a group of young boys who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth were kicking and kicking around him.

He was startled, quickly threw away the grasshopper in his hand and jumped down the eaves, lifted up the nape of a child's neck, frowned, and said, "Where is a group of little dung beetles, parents have never taught you elders to do this!" How to write two characters?"

The child was suddenly lifted into the air by a young man who appeared from nowhere, and immediately blushed and struggled uncontrollably, while the little girl who was the leader had already turned pale with fright, never thought that there were other people in this remote Buddhist monastery who had witnessed it Bad things they did.

Yue Mingxi raised his hands as a gesture, and the little girl quickly squatted down with her head in her arms, and her sense of humor made him laugh.So he looked at the child who was still struggling in his hands, narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you dare next time?"

The children shook their heads hastily.

Yue Mingxi let go of his hands, and the child sat down on the ground. "... Be good, hurry up and go back to your parents and cry, or the next time you are seen by my brother, I will kill you." He smiled and scratched his neck, and the children scattered in panic.

Yue Mingxi clapped his hands, turned around and wanted to help the elder Xitang who fell in the mud, but found that he seemed to be oblivious to everything before him, and was still kneeling in the cracks of the rocks, picking up those pieces one by one. Relic beads, took out a handkerchief, wiped them carefully, and carefully put them into his bosom.

"Elder Xitang, if the beads are broken, then go to the precept altar to get another string, why do you have to look for it here?"

"..."

Che Lian was startled when she heard the words, and raised her head to look at Yuemingxi.

Yue Mingxi looked back in confusion, only to realize that there were wet tears on the cheeks of the elder Xitang, and at the same time his chest was slightly stagnant, he suddenly felt panicked, thinking that he had just said the wrong thing, so he also squatted down. Down said:

"Elder, you don't need to listen to my nonsense, it was just a moment of clumsiness. I will also help."

As he said that, he also concentrated on lying on the side of the path, looking for those tiny relic beads from the cracks in the mud and rocks under him.Seeing his serious expression under the setting sun, Che Lian raised her hand in a daze to touch him, but she barely stopped halfway, and retracted her muddy fingers into her wide sleeves.

Compared with the already dim-sighted Elder Xitang, the young young master is naturally much more sharp-eyed. He easily picked out the relics one by one from the similar-colored soil particles, and took out a strong one from his waist. Red strings, and put them back on in the unclear sunset, and then let out a sigh of relief.