Mu Xi

Mu Xi's leg wasn't broken, it was just dislocated. He looked around the small room again. The master told him before that there was a lama temple on the snow-capped mountain, and there was only an old lama living in it. It's weird, he has lived for a long time, Mu Xi doesn't know what a long time is, he just can't figure it out, won't he be lonely living alone in the snow-capped mountains, probably because he really doesn't have the ideological realm of a master, Mu Xi dumped it Shaking his head and sleeping with his eyes closed, his leg injury needs enough sleep to recuperate.

Mu Xi and Master lived in the Lama Temple for more than half a month. Mu Xi is young and has recovered very well.The Lama Temple is very small, with only three rooms, one is used as a Buddhist hall, the other is the bedroom and kitchen separated in the middle, where the master lives, and the other is the room where Mu Xi and the master live, which is vacant. It is for passers-by. Although it is difficult to meet passers-by on the snow-capped mountains, the master has always reserved such a room. The master is really a eccentric person. No matter how cold the weather is, he always wakes up at three o'clock in the morning. He started to go to the Buddhist hall to chant scriptures, and sometimes even forgot to eat breakfast. Although he lived in a courtyard, it was difficult for Mu Xi to meet the master, because he never entered the Buddhist hall of the master, and when he met, he just nodded , These days, I can count on my fingers the words I have spoken with the master, Mu Xi doesn't want to live here anymore.

Mu Xi found Master, who was sitting on the threshold smoking a cigarette. The smoke from his mouth blurred Master's eyes and eyes. The tobacco Master smoked was mixed with a few herbal medicines, which didn't smell pungent, and even had a scent of herbs .

The master glanced at Mu Xi and said lightly, "Why, do you want to go back?"

"Master, my injury has healed a long time ago. Let's go back. I won't cause trouble for Master anymore, and I won't sneak off to the mountains again. I will definitely listen to you from now on."

The master knocked on the cigarette stick, then stood up and said to Mu Xi: "Forget it, it's time, the snow lotus will be in bloom for a few days, you go back and tidy up, we will be on the road tomorrow."

Mu Xi didn't react to Master's words for a moment, and after a while, he asked in disbelief: "Master, did you say you want to take me up the mountain to pick snow lotus? Is it true? I am qualified to go up the mountain with you?"

The master sighed slightly, and looked behind Mu Xi, there were endless snow-white peaks, with ancient legends and untold secrets, which led to the death of countless followers. , gave a faint "hmm", but Mu Xi didn't see Master's sadness, he was completely immersed in the joy of being able to go up the mountain with Master, and almost danced. This news means that Mu Xi can become a real herb picker, Mu Xi Xi hurried back to pack his things, like a bird about to get out of the cage, there was nothing to restrain him anymore.

When the master left, the master took Mu Xi to say goodbye to the master. The master performed a Buddha ceremony to them. His deep eyes looked at the master for a long time, and then he sighed slightly: "It's cold over there, remember to add some clothes."

The master gave a faint "hmm", pulled Mu Xi up and left without looking back. The desperate back was the same as it was many years ago, as if it would disappear in this world in the next second. The master looked at them The leaving back, the gaze that had not fluctuated for a long time turned into a puddle of water. Why, he thought, he thought about that question for countless days and nights, and he probably finally had a clue. I don’t know when it snowed. After a thin layer of snow, he turned back to the Buddhist hall and continued to chant sutras, but the entire Buddhist hall seemed to have become a little lonely for a moment.

The master’s Lama Temple is on the mountainside of the snow mountain, and the snow lotus blooms on the top of the mountain. Mu Xi and the master brought enough dry food. The road to the top of the mountain is rugged and steep. The master didn’t talk much all the way, but Mu Xi chirped to ask Stop, he felt that Master was unhappy, and kept trying to make Master smile. He couldn't figure out why Master was unhappy, but every time he saw Master's eyes, he couldn't help but thump in his heart. Master's eyes seemed like The ice bumps were hidden, and they were slowly melting as they went deeper into the snow mountain, but Mu Xi felt very uneasy.

It was getting colder and colder, and Mu Xi could no longer see any land or stones. There was snow everywhere. After walking for a few days, Mu Xi didn't count. The wolves are just an occasional snowstorm that sharpens people's will.

Blizzards are not common in this season, but I also like to visit my site from time to time. It just so happened that I ran into two unlucky people, Mu Xi and Master. The most dangerous place, because they know that this is the best way to protect themselves.

The master's hand that was about to freeze was holding Mu Xi's clothes tightly. The light snowflakes fell on the face but slowly cut the chapped flesh like a knife. Mu Xi's snot froze into two sparkling ice He turned around and wanted to ask Master what to do, but found that Master was smiling.