When she woke up again, Mo Yue opened her eyes and found that she was still lying in the meditation room, the big Buddha characters on the wall looked strong and powerful, but she was kind and humble, was what happened just now real?

Mo Yue stood up, closed her eyes, and the pair of ice-blue wings behind her spread out, still as usual, and there seemed to be no change at all.

Pushing open the door and walking outside, this time there was no old monk sweeping the floor at the door, not even a tree at the door, let alone fallen leaves.

But the sound of the bell not far away was so familiar to her, even the scriptures recited by the monks felt familiar to her.

With some doubts, Mo Yue began to follow the source of the sound and walked towards the temple.

Pavilions, ancient trees, inscriptions, meditation rooms, cloisters, towers in the distance and solemn halls, this qiē seems to be very casual, but there are in order, all the halls are located on a central axis, the temple is built according to the mountain, the main hall is located on the top of the mountain, such a huge project, it can be seen that its construction is difficult, but it is more magnificent.

Looking up, the clear blue sky is within reach, and the mountainside is surrounded by white clouds that envelop the entire temple and make it even more mysterious.

Mo Yue sighed at the stillness of this temple, and felt even more that everything seemed so unreal.

After passing through a few corridors, but not seeing a monk, looking up at the top of the mountain, the sound of the monk chanting was coming from the main hall at the top of the mountain, stepping up the long and ancient stone steps, Mo Yue went to find the answer in his heart.

As the distance got closer, the sound of the monks chanting the Buddha's verses and the sound of the wooden fish beating became louder.

When I came to the front of the main hall, I saw the monks in the hall sitting on the futon according to this, silently reciting the scriptures, and the tall golden Buddha statue in the main hall was solemn and solemn, and the eyes were very soft.

Stepping into the hall, Mo Yue looked at a white-bearded old monk sitting in the center of the hall, and said softly: "Master, I have something I want to ask you." ”

The white-bearded old monk didn't open his eyes, and the other monks didn't seem to notice Moyue's arrival, or maybe they only knew how to concentrate on chanting at the moment, and no one looked back at her.

Mo Yue was not in a hurry, let alone talking, so as not to disturb the other party, seeing a futon in the center of the main hall, it seemed that it had been prepared for her a long time ago, she sat quietly on it, closed her eyes, listened to the sound of wooden fish and chanting in her ears, and slowly closed her eyes.

At that moment, she seemed to have fallen into some kind of illusion, in the illusion, she saw a woman, sitting quietly in front of the window, but her expression was solemn, she looked up at the somewhat gloomy sky, and then looked into the distance, she couldn't help but show a disappointed look, and silently said in her mouth: "Faint thunder, haze sky, but hope that the wind and rain will come, and you can stay here." ”

But although the sky was overcast, there was no thunder at all, let alone wind and rain, and the woman closed the window and walked into the house.

"Knock Knock"

After a while, she heard someone gently knocking on the window eaves, and the woman couldn't wait to open the window, only to see a man appear outside the window, with short ice blue hair and a faint smile on his face.

"There was a faint thunderstorm, a hazy sky, and even if there was no rain, I stayed here. The man whispered, and then through the window, he held the woman's hand tightly.

The woman looked into the man's eyes and listened to the man's words, her eyes moistened slightly, revealing a happy smile.

"Dad, mother, you, okay?"

Mo Yue looked at the man and woman clasping their hands in the illusion, and read silently.

Then the illusion began to distort, and the scene also changed, and it was still the man with short ice blue hair who appeared in front of Mo Yue, but there was another woman standing next to him, and the woman was holding a little girl, who was staring around with big curious eyes.

"Mother, where is my sister?" asked the little girl softly.

"She's not your sister, you can only call her by her name in the future, Moyue. The woman said coldly.

"But Daddy said she's my sister!" asked the girl, looking at the man.

The man nodded and said, "Liyin, she is your sister, but this is a secret, you can't tell others, only you know, remember?"

"Yes, Liyin remembered. The little girl nodded, but she still said, "Moyue is my sister." ”

"Sister. Mo Yue looked at the little girl's serious appearance, and only felt moved in her heart, Li Yin has always regarded herself as her own sister.

The illusion distorted again, and Mo Yue appeared in a room, she remembered this room, it was his father's room, although she was only allowed to enter it once, but she still remembered it clearly, because in that room, there was a portrait of her mother.

In the room, the man looked at the portrait of a woman holding an umbrella in the rain, quietly looking into the distance, and the words were written with the tanka written in the middle.

"Faint thunder, hazy sky, but I hope the wind and rain will come, and you can stay here. ”

The man's expression was complicated, and he reached out to touch the woman's face on the portrait, with a painful and tangled look on his face, and said, "Xue'er, I'm sorry for you." ”

Looking at the man's painful expression and the tears on the ground, Mo Yue yelled at the man: "What's the use of you regretting it now! My mother is dead because you died! Can you come back to life if you regret it? I hate you, I hate you!"

She shouted hoarsely, tears ran down her face, and she sat down on the ground, she knew how her mother died, and she also knew why her mother died, although at that time her mother told herself, don't blame her father, she promised her mother, but in her heart she couldn't forgive.

In her opinion, it was precisely because of her father's cowardice that her mother died miserably with regret, and she didn't even see her father's last face.

Suddenly, the illusion became dim, and it seemed as if it was caught in a black vortex, and everything was torn apart by the vortex, including the man and the portrait.

And the center of the black vortex was Moyue herself, she struggled in pain, and her mother's dying words came in her ears.

"It's a month, don't hate your father, don't blame him, when my mother chose to be with him, I knew that I would end up today, this qiē Niang's fate was just bitter for you, so my mother didn't have any wishes, I just hope that you can be happy in the future." ”

"No, I will never forgive him, even if he is already dead, but I still won't forgive him! I won't, absolutely not!" Mo Yue kept shaking her head and muttered to herself