Ji Hui's attitude was the same, "Mother, knowing that the other party already has other ideas, you shouldn't give the slightest ambiguous hint, this is the minimum principle." ”

Ji Mu sighed and said no more, but Ji Hui also knew that she would definitely not be able to give up so easily.

Sure enough, around five o'clock in the afternoon, that was the time when he was used to practicing calligraphy. Song Chenyi came in with the coffee he had brewed by himself, and after putting the coffee on the edge of the desk, he sat down on the Luohan bed by the study window, obviously not planning to leave immediately.

"Brother Ji Hui. Song Chenyi's voice was soft and soft, "After so many years, your habit of practicing calligraphy at this time really hasn't changed." ”

Ji Hui's pen kept moving, his eyes did not move, "I'm sorry, it's an eventful autumn, Ji doesn't have time to greet him, if Miss Song has nothing else to do, please take care of yourself." ”

"It doesn't matter. Song Chenyi obviously expected his attitude, and said calmly, "Brother Ji Hui, if you continue, I won't bother you." ”

The study was quiet, and Ji Hui was immersed in the ink-colored turn on the rice paper, as if there was no one in the room.

Rao is Song Chenyi came psychologically prepared, and he was somewhat embarrassed at this time.

"Brother Ji Hui, I heard about the incident between you and the door master before, I'm really sorry, I didn't help anything. ”

Ji Huidao: "It has nothing to do with Miss Song, why apologize?"

"I ......," Song Chenyi paused, thought about it and said, "The door master's personality has changed a lot over the years, and the direction of his actions has become more and more wrong. But no matter what, I still want to do my best to make the Holy Gate not go back to its former glory, at least not to make a mistake. ”

She paused for a moment, and then said: "After all, my aunt is the previous holy mother, and I have also had my aunt's hard work to develop the Holy Gate to this day. ”

Ji Hui put down the brush and frowned slightly, "Miss Song's ambition is admirable, but her mother has already left the Holy Gate, and the rise and fall of the Holy Gate has nothing to do with her. ”

Several unrelated things in a row made Song Chenyi's enthusiasm frozen into ice, she pursed her lips, and finally had no reason to continue staying, so she hurriedly found an excuse to leave.

At the gate of the courtyard, Song Chenyi met the monk karma, bowed slightly, and said with some surprise: "Why is the master here, didn't he chant today?" ”

"Huh? Karma was shocked by the other party's enthusiasm, and hurriedly refused, "The poor monk is here to inform Master Ji that he is going to bid farewell to his friends today and will not come for dinner." ”

"Dinner, is the master dining here at Brother Ji Hui?" Song Chenyi was a little surprised, and quickly said calmly, "Does the master need a dressing coat to pass the word?"

"Thank you to Lord Song, and you won't be bothered. "Karma," the poor monk went to say to Master Ji, otherwise it would be too rude. ”

Song Chenyi paused and said, "What Master Karma said is that it was Dresscoat who was presumptuous. ”

The friends who want to say goodbye by fate are Yuan An and Meng Poyi. Yuan An and the two sat at the dining table eating vegetarian food, and he was nibbling on the cake. When the dinner time was over, the Ji family maid packed up the tableware, Yuan An took out the tea leaves and tea sets from the four empty bags and began to make tea, and he stepped forward with satisfaction and tasted a cup slowly.

"It's not over yet. "Is this going to leave?"

"Man has been reborn. "This ritual is for the living." ”

"Yes. "There are so many ghasts that cannot be reincarnated, and most of the time, when you close your eyes, it's over, and it's just crisp." The toss after death is just a thought for all the living. ”

He suddenly fell silent, and his gaze as he looked at Meng Poyi became a little complicated.

The eyes of karma are so dark that sometimes it feels like a starless and moonless night sky, which gathers all emotional thoughts, and you can't see or feel anything.

However, at this time, Meng Poyi clearly saw some emotions inside, including pity and sorrow.

Holding her cheeks and spontaneously startled, Meng Po asked:

"Karma, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh?" karma blinked, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while, and said in a daze, "How much food do you have to prepare to live for so long?"

"Huh?" This thinking jumped a little fast, and the questions asked were also unfounded, but fortunately, Meng Po quickly reacted, "If you have it, you can eat, if you don't, you will be hungry, and you will not die after all." ”

Hearing this, karma immediately frowned, "Hunger is an unbearable thing, and starving without dying is a great torture in the world." ”

The fear and horror in his tone were too palpable, as if he had really been hungry and had a strong desire to die for relief.

"Since you can't die, it's always easier to stock up on some food. Meng Po said, "Karma, why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"I just felt it. "In other words, it's good to live a long time, and you can eat a lot of things, right?"

"It's good. Meng Po said, "Others can only remember the memories of a few years, but you can remember a hundred years and a thousand years, and you can think of it as earning." ”

When I was alive, I was worried about a hundred years and a thousand years, and after I died, my soul was annihilated, there was no past, no future, and I was clean.

When Yuan An heard this, he felt a sudden pinprick pain in his heart for a moment, he didn't know why the pain started, but looking at Meng Poyi's eyes, there was a feeling of distress that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.

After Meng Poyi and Yuan An left, the side of karma was still lively for some reason.

He still goes to eat Ji Hui to open a small stove for him every day, neither of them is a lot of words, sometimes he can't talk a word or two after eating a meal quietly, but this situation makes karma very satisfied, he knows that his words will accidentally make people angry, so this kind of atmosphere that does not need to speak but makes people feel comfortable and comfortable is very suitable for him.

In addition to these, there is one more frequent visitor to the mourning hall where karma recites scriptures every day, and every time he finishes chanting, he can always see the figure of Song Chenyi of the Song family when he turns back.

She didn't bother when she was chanting, she just read the scriptures on the side, or helped guard the seven-star lantern, and only came over when she was resting, and she didn't do anything, just chatted a few words casually, and then quietly said goodbye and left when she went to Jihui's residence to eat.

It stands to reason that this is also a way to get along without disturbing each other, but I don't know if it's my own delusion, and I always feel that this female donor wants to talk every time she looks at herself. Fortunately, the karma and personality are indifferent and do not take things into account, and this influence is not taken to heart, chanting when it is time to chant sutras, and eating cakes when it is time to eat bread.

On this day, when I was resting halfway through karma, I saw Song Chenyi's figure in the pavilion where I was resting. He didn't care, and after a brief greeting, he felt a little hungry, so he took out a cake - this cake was also baked by Ji Hui in the small stove he had prepared for karma, it was sweet and salty, and it tasted very good. Before eating, he politely asked Song Chenyi if he wanted one.

"Thank you, Master Karma. Song Chenyi refused with a smile, "I just had lunch." ”

The karma was not reluctant, and he began to eat his own bread.

Song Chenyi looked at him, and inexplicably felt that the scene in front of him was quite pleasing to the eye, the solemn monk held a big cake and gnawed extremely devotedly, obviously it should be a somewhat weird scene, but the karma was stunned to give people a feeling of eating bread and chanting so pious that others couldn't afford to have other ideas

"Master. Song Chenyi suddenly asked, "Did I bother you when I came to you every day?"

"Huh?" karma put down the cake and said blankly, "Looking for a poor monk?" didn't Miss Song come to listen to the scriptures and read the Buddhist scriptures to keep the seven-star lamp?"

"That's just one of them. Song Chenyi said with a smile, "It's that Xiyi has always been a little curious about what kind of character Master Karma is, because Brother Ji Hui and Master Karma get along so well, I want to see if there is anything I can learn." ”

"Study?" Karma was even more confused. Not to mention that he feels that he has always been like this with others, and there is nothing special about it, but at this time, he suddenly got an evaluation of "getting along so well". Second, he is very strange, don't people get along with each other just by fate?

He suddenly reacted a little, he always makes people angry when he speaks, is it because he hasn't studied?

"The master doesn't have to think about it. Song Chenyi said with a smile, "After all, I am just a guest in the Ji family, and I am usually a little uncomfortable, but the chanting sound here is comfortable." ”

She didn't know why she had to come here, maybe it was because of the idea of getting along with her beloved's friends and entering his circle of friends. What's more, it was the first time she saw Ji Hui like this to people, so she became more curious about karma.

The next time Song Chenyi went to accompany Ji's mother to dinner, and Ji Hui was pulled by filial piety to accompany him again, Ji's mother suddenly asked about it with some curiosity.

"Are you bored with the dressing clothes?" Ji Mu said, "I heard that you go to the mourning hall every day these days. ”

Song Chenyi said: "It's not boring, it's just that the third grandfather's immortal clothes can't help much, so I want to help guard the seven-star lantern and do a little bit." ”

The seven-star lamp needs to be twisted into seven wicks with cotton thread and burned in a saucer, and none of them can be extinguished until the day of the funeral, and someone must keep watch at all times.

"It's hard for you to have a heart. Ji Mu said, "The fireworks over there are too choking, and there are a lot of them, so you might as well." ”

"I'm fine. Song Chenyi said, "What's more, Master Karma has a profound Dharma, and it's good to listen to the scriptures every day." ”

When Ji Mu heard her mention karma, she nodded and said, "That's fine." ”

After finishing the meal, Ji Hui said goodbye, and Ji's mother said that Song Chenyi and his residence had a stop by for a while, so they let the two leave together.

Silent all the way, Song Chenyi wanted to say something, but Ji Hui was too cold for her to open her mouth, and she was a little unwilling to miss this part of the road without saying anything, so after thinking about it, she simply continued the previous topic and talked about karma.

Ji Hui really answered a sentence or two occasionally, and Song Chenyi continued to talk about some topics about karma that he had seen in the past few days, from Buddhist scriptures to personality and even eating habits.