Xue Shan pouted slightly, as if he was in a little difficult, but he didn't want to lose his dignity, so he raised his head and said: "Don't these Buddhist scriptures that go around the old and go around say that this is also empty and that is empty? It's a dream and a shadow, so it must be that everything is empty!"

Even Chen Nan was amused by Xue Shan, and joked leisurely: "It must be Yunyun, and only a smart little lady like Ah Ling can have Yunyun Huigen." ”

"Huigen, I'm not new!" Xue Shan had an indifferent look on his face, as if he still had contempt.

"Why do you say that?"

Xue Shan pursed his lips: "It is said that Huigen is extremely heavy, and everything that has a relationship with the Buddha is a gimmick for Ajali to blackmail those ignorant children into escaping into Buddhism." ”

Qing Xian felt that Xue Shan, who was still very interested, was immediately a little decadent, as if he was very resistant to statements such as "Buddha Yuan".

She glanced up at Chen Nan, and the other party frowned slightly and nodded at her.

Chen Nan is the same age as himself, and Xue Shanru is a spirit born in the pure land of Buddhism, which can be said to be a very deep essence of Buddhism's baptism and education. Therefore, Xue Shan is very smart, he can remember it when he hears people chanting the scriptures, and although his understanding of the Dharma is relatively coarse, it is also thorough at a certain level.

If there is a master who can relieve himself a little, presumably Xue Shan will also be classified as a person who "has a wise root". But Fang Shan is familiar with her, and he doesn't teach her a lesson or two? Those little worries are really like a wind of news for a child of Xue Shan's age, and they are abandoned in an instant.

She was very interested, holding a piece of noodles in one hand, and she spent half a day in Thailand just visiting the market.

Qing Xian and Xue Shan were holding a candy man in one hand, and Chen Nan's free hand was also holding a lot of gadgets. Qing Xian was so tired that he was dragged by Xue Shan to watch a leather movie, so he sat down and rested.

Qing Xian was shocked to find that time passed so quickly, and the leather movies were the first to act.

Behind a five-foot-wide white curtain, the filmmaker who has been engraved with a painting goes on the stage again behind the white cloth, and the joy and sorrow of life and parting are all momentary things.

Qingxian still remembered that the master had already told her some shallow Buddhist principles, and she thought that she had forgotten it a long time ago, but she didn't expect to remember it now.

The Buddhist scriptures say that there are 30 sabs in a day and night, 20 recitals are a moment, 10 moments are a flick of the fingers, 20 flicks of the fingers are a Luo pre, and 20 Luo pre is a squirt.

At that time, Tie Shan's words made her dizzy, she only thought that she could carve out the complicated fine lines of clouds and clouds day and night, and her life should have been cold for a long time.

She looked at Tie Shan, Tie Shan's eyes reflected her slightly sad face, that face was still immature, and it was no different from Xue Shan at this time.

Tie Shan touched her head, and the moon breeze has always been bright: "But the Buddhist scriptures also say that life is just a moment." ”

"Even if the master has an endless lifespan like this, is it only for a moment?"

"Yes, for a moment......" Tie Shan no longer looked at her, but set his eyes on the unknown distance. Qing Xian didn't know what he was looking at, but she only clearly remembered the light and shadow in Tie Shan's eyes, just like the flickering colors on the white curtain at this time.

"Tonight, the boat is in the middle of the stream.

The puppet is really a fight, and he has to be in the same boat with the prince.

Shame is good, not shameful.

I was troubled and kept worried, and I learned about the prince.

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king. ”

The artist who planned the shadow puppet sang "Yue Ren Song", the sound was not as soft and euphemistic as the opera in the music workshop, but the slightly hoarse timbre sang the endless worries in the music.

The idle train of thought was pulled back, and only a man and a woman stood opposite each other on the curtain at this time, and the performance was a joke about a goddess falling in love with the god king, and the god king was about to run to the line of fire and politely rejected the goddess.

As soon as the scene changed, the curtain was full of two gods fighting, the sound of drums, the hunting of flags, the shadow of swords and blood, and the neighing of iron horses. The god king was shrouded in horse-leather, donated his body to the field, and looked far south, looking at the land of the old god Wanli who could never return, or the towering court who said strongly that he would wait for himself.

The white curtain is dark, and under the faint candlelight, Hua Yijia is making up in the mirror, she changes into her wedding dress, bows to the north three times, and then sings:

"Spring feast, a glass of green wine and a song.

Worship Chen three wishes again: one wishes Lang Jun is a thousand years old, the second wishes the concubine is always healthy, and the third wish is like Liang Shangyan, and the years will see each other. ”

When the officials in front of the curtain were obsessed with the sad eulogy, Na Jia suddenly raised the golden hairpin and stabbed her heart, and she could hear the whispers from the crowd.

The white curtain was covered with a layer of red cloth, and the goddess fluttered to the ground in the color of blood, and the candle flame on the dressing table flickered and finally went out.

At the end of the performance, two artists came out of the curtain to say hello to the watchman. The officials clapped their hands and sighed at the same time, sighing nothing more than the loyalty of the god king and the goddess's heart for love in the paragraph.

"Let's go back. Qing Xian led Xue Shan, and the three of them walked towards the Charity Temple without hurrying.

Xue Shan was still trapped in that sloppy paragraph: "Why isn't that god king the goddess of porridge?"

"Silly Ah Ling, the god king is the goddess of porridge. ”

"Huh?" Xue Shan looked up at Qing Xian, as if he was arguing whether what she said was true or false.

"What did the God King mean when he rejected the goddess?"

"Your Highness the Goddess, do you know that the rivers will dry up, and the trees will fall one day? If the tree by the river falls, the minister can only die in the dark night, and it will be difficult to fulfill his old wish. Today, the country is fluttering, and the minister will be far away from God one day, and it will be difficult for the horse's hooves to set foot on the long street of the capital one day. In the meantime, the spring can only be hidden in the heart. His Royal Highness is in his prime, and the ministers really dare not make mistakes!" Chen Nan on the side slowly read something, which is no different from the drama.

I never thought that he really remembered the spicy and understood. Qingxian glanced at Chen Nan, only to feel that the look in his eyes was extremely heavy, which made her feel a little difficult.

"The god-king has his duty to be in charge, and he does not want to delay the goddess, so he refuses her. But he also said that the spring day of the family god will be treasured in his heart, and the spring day must be the goddess. ”

"Ah......" Xue Shan couldn't help but sigh after listening to the idle notes.

"If you're young, don't be too old. ”

"I just think it's a pity. The god king regretted it, and the goddess regretted it even more. If I were a goddess, I would be more likely to hear the god-king say something from my heart, and I would be able to go all the way, but I know how to love each other in this life. Xue Shan also said: "The god king doesn't want the goddess to be sad because of that desperate love, but the god king refuses her, why isn't the goddess sad? ”

Xue Shan was still sentimental, but Qing Xian thought that her heart was beaten by a mallet, and it hurt her one by one.

The three of them returned to the Charity Temple, which was already empty, except for a man dressed as a gray civilian, squatting in the courtyard, picking up the camellia that had fallen to the ground.

"Who are you?" Xue Shan shouted at him.

The gray figure seemed to be taken aback, he stood up and looked back at Xue Shan.

It was a white Min style, looking at the demeanor of only ten years old, but the gray robe was trickle-down to compromise the beauty of the appearance. Bai Minfeng's eyes were a little apprehensive at first sight, and he wandered around and saluted them: "I, the little monk just came to the courtyard today, and the little monk's name is Fangshan." ”

Qing Xian was shocked, and looked back at Chen Nan, both of them had the same look of shock and doubt in their eyes.

"Fang Shan," Xue Shan's face was as usual, as if she had really just decomposed this Bai Min Feng, she examined Fang Shan a few times, and said, "You are so pleasing to the eye!"

Xiao Fangshan looked very worried, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a complete word for a long time.

"Hahaha!" Xue Shan's feedback on this teasing tool was very freehand, and she smiled happily. Bai Minfeng was ashamed and annoyed, staring at Xue Shan speechless, but Xue Shan pulled him over: "It's time to light the lamp, help me light the lamp!" After speaking, he didn't wait for him to respond, and ran away with him.

The camellia that Bai Minfeng had just held in his hand fell to the ground again, and it was simmering.

Qing Xian looked at the backs of the two children walking away, and looked at Chen Nan blankly: "Am I not dreaming?"

Chen Nan was also very puzzled, but looking at Qing Xian's demeanor, he laughed, he took Qing Xian's hand and put it to his lips, and gently kissed her fingertips.

Qing Xian was startled by the numbness that swam all over his body at that moment, and he thought that his whole body was burning. She glared at Chen Nan with a look of surprise: "You, you ......"

"Not a dream. Chen Nan was also shocked by his actions, but quickly calmed down. He didn't dare to do anything out of the way to be polite, but now he didn't know where he got the courage to kiss her. Chen Nan's heart was like a drum, and it was precisely this feeling that made him know that he was not dreaming.

That hand was still held by Chen Nan, and Qing Xian only thought that all the senses on his body had been expanded because of that kiss, and his thoughts were as mixed as if they were full of Luoying, and even the shock brought to her by the previous excavation of Fangshan had been eliminated.

"Let's go and have a look. Chen Nan led Qing Xian, and simply led the stunned person to the Sprinkle is Tower.

Sprinkle is the tower lit up layer by layer, presumably Xue Shan and Fang Shan are lighting up. The light lit up, and the temple was in a leisurely state of mind.

"Why did Fang Shan suddenly cause a child?"

Chen Nan looked at the faintly visible figure in the tower window under the reflection of the lights and candles, and said: "Looking at Xue Shan's demeanor is very natural, just like seeing this person for the first time." ”

Thinking of Xue Shan's teasing demeanor, Qing Xian wanted to laugh a little: "Her jumping nature is really embarrassing." ”

"Yes, when Xue Shan first saw Fang Shan, he was in this state. ”

Qing Xian turned to look at Chen Nan: "You mean, this is ......"

Chen Nan also looked at her: "Xue Shan's back." ”

The sprinkle tower is already lit up, and the slight warm light outlines the silhouette of the two looking at each other.

Qing Xian can't think of the rest of the comments, everything is really not Tianshan, then I can only look back.

can also be that night, Qingxian followed the bell to step into Xue Shan's retrospective, and Chen Nan followed her and became a witness of the old Shaoguang.

"Since Yunyun is cloudy, it's better to calm down and take a look. What did Chen Nan say.

After the first meeting, Xue Shan often sent to Fangshan's side. Fang Shan did morning classes, she hid on the surface of the temple to watch, Fang Shan sprinkled sweeping, she walked around him, and then threw the fallen flowers on Fang Shan to sweep the place, when Fang Shan sat silently, she would also be by his side at any time.

Yunyun, Shaoguang flows. At first, Fang Shan did not analyze Xue Shan, and this posture of not analyzing stimulated Xue Shan's fighting spirit even more, and he pestered Fang Shan even more. Fang Shan, who has always been old, was also annoyed by her, and his face was no longer quiet, but he was really annoyed when he hid.

Xue Shan saw that he was annoyed, and one wall thought that he had done a good job of teasing people, but the other wall was not excited.

The mentality of the real little daughter's family, I don't know about the confused love in my heart.

Both of them have grown to the age of boys and girls, although Xue Shan is a charm, but also a daughter, no, he can no longer be as unscrupulous as when he was a child in the temple.

Fang Shan became the protégé of the head of the seat, and he was born with excellent congenitals, and he quickly received nine incense scars.

Many people in the temple said that Fangshan Huigen is extremely high, the Buddha is very heavy, and it is very popular with the abbot, and the next position of the head should be the title of this young man who has been hospitalized for less than ten years.

Fang Shan gradually showed that the Luofa people had a noble temperament, dressed in white robes, and were no longer troubled by Xue Shan's rude behavior.

He is very good to Xue Shan, but he is full of alienation in the activities. Xue Shan's love silk is vivid, and the vivid girl seems to have lost her wings, and her bright and carefree eyes are gradually dyed with sadness.

The only thing that can make her excited is that every night Fangshan Duyi goes to the sprinkling tower to light the lamp. Whenever the light blooms, Xue Shan also comes alive with the light. Between that little bit of gold dust, she was like returning to the young man in the flower who made her heart tremble at a glance when she first met.

At that time, Fang Shan would still be embarrassed, annoyed, and would brow at a loss because of her.

Ah who Fangshan is a flesh-and-blood person, but today's Fangshan has led to a jade Buddha that can only be admired by ordinary people.

Taking refuge in Buddhism, being baptized in the Dharma, benefiting all people, and benefiting all sentient beings, is this his hope?

Xue Shan hid her spring in her heart, and she was no longer a person who would sigh that the God King would not say "I am pleased with you".

"Fang Shan, teach me the Dharma. ”

The young man opened his eyes, more elegant and elegant, as beautiful as a crown of jade, and a pair of beautiful eyes with a faint doubt looked at her, Xue Shan only thought that his mind was vague.

But under the gaze of those eyes that seemed to be able to see through all the mud of the mortal world, she only thought that she was sorrowful—could these eyes see her affection?

"You want to study the Dharma, Ah Ling. Fang Shan's voice was extremely gentle, and every time he called her name, it made her heart palpitate. Xue Shan deeply thought that Fang Shan must have cursed her at some point, that is, to avenge her childhood insult to him.

And Ah who mantra, that is, her name, this is her heart mantra.

"This is merit. If you are born as a spiritual creature and cultivate Buddhahood, you will be able to achieve great things. Fang Shan was very excited, and his eyes were full of light.

Xue Shan smiled lightly. What can I do? You are what I am. But even if it's just for the sake of those colors in your eyes now, I'd rather take ten vows.

In the future, Fangshan has one more thing, that is, to give lectures to Xue Shan. At this time, Fang Shan has no need to go to the main hall to attend classes day by day like a general title, and he has already become a lecturer-level other Ajali who can attend classes on his own.

The time of the evening class day by day is the time when Xue Shan can see Fangshan except when the lamp is lit.

"All things are like fantasy bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such. "Today, I happened to talk about "Invincible Brother", Fangshan's voice is very pleasant, and the rigid scriptures are like the sound of the piano under the moon, and the sound is like a love poem of Yuefu.