Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

The poor monk is fortunate enough to know a little about all the past events of the past. If the young master doesn't mind, I can tell you all of them. There may be unbelievers among them, so just treat it as a story. "

Yue Mingxi happily said: "Okay!"

After thinking for a while, he said: "But there is something before that, I am a little concerned..."

Che Lian was stunned, seeing Yue Mingxi's eyes looking at him became more and more engrossed, her heart became inexplicably nervous, and her palms began to sweat slightly.

"Elder Xitang, I still remember the first day when you and I first met, you called me Ming'er." Yue Mingxi looked at him and said seriously, "But then why did you call me some benefactor, young master? It seems to be a bit born. I think the elder is not a pedantic and old-fashioned person, since he has already discussed friendship with my peers, how about calling me Ming'er, and I also call the elder by his real name?"

"..."

Che Lian didn't expect that Yue Mingxi would still remember her gaffe that day, and because his words were sincere, and he obviously regarded him as a close friend, so she calmed down and called out calmly: "Ming'er .”

Yue Mingxi nodded in satisfaction, and said: "May I ask the name of the elder of the West Hall?"

For some reason, as soon as he asked this, the old monk in front of him suddenly felt a little emotional, stared at him for a long time with a look that he couldn't see clearly, and then said word by word: "I was born in a Buddhist family since I was young, and I have no The common name, the Dharma name was given by the master, and it is called Chelian."

"Chelian? This is an excellent dharma name, and it sounds much more energetic than those masters of the Dao and Yuan characters." Yue Mingxi blinked, with a hint of admiration on his face, and then thoughtfully said , "But it seems a bit familiar..."

Before he finished speaking, he let out an ah, and said in surprise: "Chelian? Chelian, a demon monk?"

Hearing Ming'er call out her name again when she was still a teenager, Che Lian felt sour and sweet in her heart, wishing to step forward and embrace him in her arms; Body, waiting for this coming judgment.

However, Yuemingxi obviously didn't remember his connection with this name, and said with a smile: "Elder Xitang, there are so many eminent monks in the world, how did you collide with the most famous demon monk? Now I don't know If you dare to call him, I am afraid that you will really call him here in the next moment, just like the bloodbath of Bofeng Temple back then, making it difficult for everyone."

Chelian listened silently, showing a wry smile when Yuemingxi couldn't see her.

Sure enough, if Ming'er didn't meet herself at the foot of Youhuang Mountain in this life, and didn't recall all the obsessions of the previous life, they are just such a stranger now; I don't have any impression of his name or surname, and he even thinks that he is the unkind and unrighteous world-destroying demon monk that the storyteller said.

How can he convince Ming'er that he is this demon monk, the lover he has been waiting for so hard?

In a daze, he saw Yuemingxi tap his palm again, and looked at him with bright eyes:

"How about this; if you call me Ming'er, I'll call you Lian'er?"

After saying that, he seemed to feel that it was not dignified enough, so he hurriedly explained: "I think it's kinder to call you like this. In the past, in Yuejiazhuang, there were times when the elders of the West Hall didn't like it, and I would still call them back. yes."

"..."

How could Che Lian not like to be called like that?

He looked at the young and sincere Yuemingxi in front of him, and felt that this person had never changed, even the smiling face when he said this pet name was the same as before, so he couldn't help being dazed and fascinated, and forgot the relationship between the two of them now The awkward distance that is neither far nor close, she still smiled as usual, and raised her hand wanting to touch him.

However, just as his hand was about to caress Yue Mingxi's cheek, the young man in front of him suddenly trembled and took two steps back in embarrassment.

"Ah, that..." Yue Mingxi almost bit his tongue, and he stopped looking at the expression of the elder Xitang, turned around and said in a panic, "Suddenly remembered that the little master of Xiangji Kitchen invited me this afternoon Let’s try new dishes, let’s go first.”

After finishing speaking, he got up and patted the grass clippings on his waist and hips, and left in a hurry.

……

Of course he knew that his appearance of ignorance would confuse the elders of the West Hall, and he didn't know where the ambiguous and weird atmosphere between the two of them just now came from. like—

It was almost as if she was in love with him.

The owner of Yueshao sat down in the jujube forest behind the Muling Ridge, recalling the tenderness and nostalgia in the eyes of Elder Xitang when he looked at him just now, he just felt his head hurt terribly.

He considers himself not a narcissistic person, he would not conclude that a man, even an elderly monk, is pleasing to him for no reason. illusion.

The elder Xitang treated him much more kindly than other masters. He usually greeted his relatives and cared for him with utmost care, and the way he stared at him did not look like he was just looking at a bright and lovable junior.Even though he had noticed it before, he didn't get overwhelmed by it; but just now that person's involuntary emotion had taught him to understand thoroughly, so he couldn't help being upset.

Although he was young and affectionate, he may not be disgusted by the love of ordinary peers, but no matter how good this person treats him, he is already such an old man, how can he pretend to be a fool to get along with him in the future? , or just say the words of rejection?

After being depressed for a while, he looked at the strange spring scenery around him, and his heart became faintly confused again.

Where is this Sanbao Temple?Why did he believe in the words of Master Wuself when he woke up?Is it true that I have practiced to the point where I became obsessed and lost my memory?

At this moment, he began to sincerely regret his quarrel with the old man in charge, wishing for the first time that he was still living in the humble hut of the Taoist disciples in Youhuang Mountain, and that it was the first time he wanted to leave here, so he hurried back The idea of ​​going to Yuejiazhuang to look for parents to act like a baby and complain.

……

At the same time, Che Lian, who had always been following him not far away, hid her figure behind a tree, seeing his frowning and sighing annoyance at that time, she completely understood it.

——Ming'er not only didn't remember him at all, but was still troubled by the terrible thing about being obsessed with an old monk.

This fact that he didn't want to admit turned into a bloodthirsty noose, tightly strangling his throat, so painful and suffocating that he could hardly breathe.

The originally solid tree trunk was covered with white marks by hands that were already in a state of ashes. Chelian looked at Yuemingxi from a distance who was already lying under the tree and taking a nap, and fell into a siesta as if escaping, with a blank expression on her face Looking down at his bloody fingers, he left the silent jujube forest silently.

He staggered as he walked, only feeling that with every step, a purple-black miasma overflowed from his heart, which was especially cold under the warm spring sun.

If he told Ming'er that he was the lover he had been waiting for, and that he would show his original beauty after just having sex with him, would Ming'er really believe him?Or will he refuse to listen with the vigilant and flustered eyes just now, or call him an old monster for losing his mind?

Che Lian walked endlessly in the Sanbao Temple, and when he finally swallowed the tide of bitterness and managed to pull himself together, he found that he had already walked into the abbot's courtyard where no one was around.

Although he didn't intend to disturb Master Wuwo, seeing that the ocher Zen door was ajar, he hesitated for a moment, but he still stepped forward and knocked lightly.

He hadn't seen anyone answer for a long time, he pushed the door open and walked in, only to see Master Wuwo sitting cross-legged beside a fragrant stone hearth, his old brows and eyes were quietly closed, as if he was still in meditation; he felt the business of a living person As he approached himself, he raised his head and looked at him.

"Boy Lian, you came just in time." Master Wuwo's ​​voice seemed a little different from the past, showing a little tiredness and vicissitudes, "I have something important to tell you."

Che Lian froze for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up with a faint light:

"But Ming'er's medicine has been found?"

"..."

Master Wuwu hesitated to speak, but felt that there was regret and pain in his heart, and he couldn't bear to open his mouth; he sighed for a long time and shook his head, saying:

"I'm ashamed to say... Lian boy, in fact, when Jiayu came to ask for help ten years ago, I had already completed my merits and virtues, and I reached the age to go to the West Heaven Pure Land to pay homage to the World Honored One; It is to help the two of you fulfill your long-cherished wish. You just want to complete the last good deed in your life before you can leave with peace of mind. Who knows that the Lord Buddha entrusted a dream to the old monk last night. The Tao cannot be delayed any longer. Come and extradite me to go home."

Hearing this, Che Lian suddenly froze in place.

"says……?"

"I will pass away in seven days. I'm afraid there will be no help for all the things in this world."

Pass away

Master Wuwo knew that Chelian had suffered too much in this life, felt pity in his heart, and was ashamed of breaking his promise, so he fell silent after speaking, not knowing what to say to comfort this miserable fate who had been waiting for a long time people.

Che Lian looked at the eminent monk in front of him who was indeed too old, who had practiced for hundreds of years in the world of Yanfu, and felt all kinds of sorrow welling up in his heart for a moment, but in the end, he couldn't bear the tears that almost burst out of his eyes. Forced back, the original calm color was restored.

It seems that since he was a child, he has vaguely believed that some people in this world are eternal existences, such as the master Wuyou who brought him back to Bofeng Temple, or watching him grow up since he was a baby, and his appearance has remained the same for many years The selfless masters of Japan never thought that they would have anything to do with the word of death