Early in the morning of Luoying's departure, the weather was not very good, and the sky was gray, like a precursor to the first snow. Grandma www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion insisted on staying with her for a few more days, saying that it was not too late to wait until a warm sunny day to leave, but Luo Ying had already made up her mind, and after she got on her horse and raised her whip, she left Jiangjia Town without looking back.

On the depressed path, most of the fallen leaves have rotted in the soil, which has been catalyzed by wind and rain again and again. The green horse was not running fast, and looking at its slow pace, Luo Ying felt a wave of annoyance in her heart.

"I'm not here for a walk!", she scolded, and whipped it a few times, and when the horse felt the pain, he quickly straightened his back, raised his head, and neighed and galloped forward.

Under the dim sky, people couldn't tell where the time had flowed for a while, only that the fierce cold wind was blowing more and more fiercely, and it penetrated Luoying's chest and armpits without defense, in fact, even if they were prepared, it was useless. After all, the heat generated by Luo Ying's body bumps could not withstand the cold wind, so she had to pull the neckline of her blouse tightly, so that after her neck was warmer, her arms would not lose consciousness. She twitched the whip numbly, and she didn't know how to adjust the strength anymore, just blindly rushed forward, forward.

When I passed a stone bridge that served as a resting place, a light snow suddenly fell in the sky. When she saw countless small and crystalline snow petals floating down from the dense dark clouds, the spirit full of hearts flew away in an instant.

"It's so beautiful!" is like an angel guarding the soul, so white, so pure. Luo Ying gently grabbed the reins, and she couldn't help but find that she was moved by the first snow and even her mood was much softer. In the past few days, her will has deteriorated, and a snow has seduced out the deep longing of her soul again.

Although there is no vigorous vitality of a hundred flowers, white birds, and lush green forests in winter, because of the presence of snow, people are still looking forward to its coming.

"It's getting bigger and bigger!" After only a short while, Luo Ying saw that the small lake was already covered with uneven layers of ice crystals. The moment the snow petal crossed her lips, her heart fluctuated slightly, she stretched out her tongue, tried to pick up a small piece, and melted between her mouth, cool, very beautiful.

"This female benefactor, the snow is falling so heavily, why don't you find a place to take refuge?" When a female monk with good facial features suddenly appeared next to him, a female monk with a right hand turning Xingyue Bodhi and a Buddhist salute with his left hand, which really startled Luo Ying, but the mount under the crotch showed an unexpected serenity when he saw this living person.

"I just thought the first snow was beautiful, so I stopped to watch it, and I'll continue on my way later. Luo Ying smiled politely back at her, and then folded her hands together and performed a Buddhist ritual to the female monk.

"I see, where is the donor going?" Although the monk chattered endlessly, his face was kind and colorful, and it was not easy for people to feel disgusted.

Luo Ying felt that it was already amazing to suddenly meet a monk on the road, and she was still asked by the monk what she was going to do, where to go, and she was still a female monk, she couldn't help but be suspicious, withdrew the respect just now, and replied coldly: "I want to go back to Jiangning City!"

"Amitabha! The poor monk's Dharma name is Xingye, and he walks alone between heaven and earth, without any worries or traces. The female monk had to break it in half and said, "However, the poor monk wants to remind the donor here, if you insist on moving forward today, you will definitely be killed!" After finishing speaking, the female monk performed a Buddhist ceremony, Luo Ying looked a little disgusted, she thought unhappily, where am I going to care about your, you are a female monk wandering around alone, don't you shoot the bad guys?

Luo Ying looked at her serious expression, wanting to scold but couldn't. Forget it, she thought, I'd better keep going, don't see the monks like the monks, they are not mentally normal anyway.

"Thank you, but I'm in a hurry, I have to hurry as soon as possible!" Luo Ying swung the reins vigorously, and as soon as his legs were clamped, he was about to move forward.

"Please wait!" the female monk made a hasty pleading, which made the green horse stop. Luo Ying suddenly became angry, she quickly jumped off the hot saddle and rebuked: "You are too much, aren't you! Isn't it great to be a monk? Don't think that if you are a woman, I don't dare to lose my temper with you, the old lady is in a very bad mood these days, if you ask me not to leave, I won't leave, why should I believe your words, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to curse me for killing me, and also, what did you just do to my horse, why did it not leave as soon as you spoke?" Luo Ying was so angry that she crossed her hands on her hips, standing in place and not knowing what to do, she thought about the words she had just said, although they were a little heavier, but they were also reasonable, so she continued to cross her waist, and straightened her chest forward, indicating that the other party was not too much, but you were too much.

The female monk still had the same kind and gentle expression as always, she looked at Luo Ying, her emotions did not shrink and raise her voice in the slightest, but calmly replied: "The donor may not know me, but I have a friendship with your mother, Ling's mother's name is Su Weixue, Jiang Ning Fudi, born Chinese New Year's Eve and five years old, right?" The monk said eloquently, and the words between the words were conclusive.

Luo Ying was stunned, what she said was all right, could it be that this monk really has such a god? But no matter what, she still couldn't understand the reason why she would be killed for no reason, so she had to reply: "It's indeed right, but why do you want to say that I have the disaster of killing, and curse others for no reason, do you think that the laws of the Ming Dynasty are all vase decorations on the desk?"

The monk had changed from smiling to laughing at this time, she said: "The monks never speak, if the female benefactor does not believe and waits here for a quarter of an hour, a noble person will appear after a quarter of an hour, as for why it will cause the disaster of death, the donor must not be entangled, the cause and effect of the world are born together, the cycle repeats, and the answer will be revealed in the future." ”

Luo Ying looked this monk up and down with beads in her eyes, she thought for a long time, and decided to wait here for a quarter of an hour, anyway, a quarter of an hour is not too long, after grinding with her for a long time, Luo Ying was interested, wanting to see what kind of medicine this monk sells land in the gourd.

"Alright then, I'll wait here for a quarter of an hour, if no one shows up in a quarter of an hour, I won't let you go!" said Luoying, showing the long sword she was wearing, staring at her angrily, "Anyway, you won't be able to go far in a quarter of an hour!." ”

The female monk bowed respectfully and hurried forward with rhythmic steps.

At this time, the new snow on the lake had accumulated a thick layer, and in some places it was as high as a small grain pile, Luo Ying looked at the higher snow in a daze, and the fog floating in her heart lasted for a long time.