Chapter Ninety-Three: Life Experience

Of the seven monks who did not attend the afternoon class, Huo Lianjue and Hua Lianyue only saw six of them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yuan Wu was in charge of the dining hall meal, according to his own words, after eating lunch, he saw that there was not much firewood for the fire in the temple, so he went to the back mountain alone to cut some. Because of the deep snow and slippery road, the shoes and socks on his feet were wet with snow, and he specially changed into clean shoes and socks before coming to see the wise master.

The other two were changed by the monks at the temple and were not able to attend the lunch class. There is also an older monk who has been bedridden because of the wind cold. And the other was taken care of by the old monk's side and was not able to attend the lunch class.

According to these people, none of them had ever seen Yan Yushu.

Huo Lianjue pondered for a moment, and then asked, "There is another master......

"Amitabha!"

The wise master who accompanied him recited the Buddha's name, and said apologetically: "There is also Minghui, the younger brother of the poor monk, who travels around like an idle cloud and a wild crane, and often does not return to the temple for several months, so the poor monk does not know where he is." ā€

Seven people have met six people, which is not a small gain. After thanking the wise master, the two of them slowly walked out of the meditation room.

Although the outside of the temple was covered with snow and ice, the inside of the temple was extremely clean. Dead branches and fallen leaves, and snow were piled up under the courtyard wall, revealing a withered yellow golden butterfly, which swayed with the cold wind. Wisps of white smoke rose from behind the temple, reflecting the white snow and red plums in front of you, like a very beautiful ink painting.

Huo Lianjue looked up at the sky above the temple?? White smoke, frowning contemplation, did not move for a long time. Hua Lianyue knew that he was thinking about the case, so she waited by his side obediently and did not make a sound to disturb.

Until she felt the biting chill slowly infiltrate her whole body, she couldn't help but sneeze a few times in a row. Hua Liyue hurriedly wrapped her cold hands around her cuffs, trying to absorb a touch of warmth.

Huo Lianjue came back to her senses suddenly, only to find that her face was pale without a trace of blood, her lips were also purple, and her whole person was trembling.

Huo Lianjue was shocked to find that they hadn't eaten for more than three hours, and the temperature at the top of the mountain was getting colder and colder. She was weak and couldn't afford to toss for a long time.

His heart trembled, and an indescribable emotion of pity or pity swelled up. I heard him call in a low voice: "Yue'er." ā€

"Hmm!" Hua Lianyue looked at him with wide eyes. She really wanted to reach out and touch his forehead, it must have been frozen!

Huo Lianjue continued to whisper: "If you can't stand it, you can speak out, but you can't resist it." In the days when she was in a coma, although he was silent, his heart was always tight, and he was anxious to invite all the famous doctors in Meiling County for her. When he learned that she was awake, he suddenly felt a strong joy of being lost and regained.

Huo Lianjue was shocked to realize that at some point, the girl in front of him actually occupied such an important position in his heart. It was so important that he couldn't imagine what he would do if she passed out again.

Just as his thoughts were turning and turning a thousand times, he saw Yuanwu pass in front of them with his head down. Huo Lianjue hurriedly stopped him: "Master Yuanwu, we haven't eaten for a long time, and we are a little hungry in our stomachs, can you please prepare some meals for us." ā€

"Amitabha!"

Yuan Wu hesitated a little and then stopped, he folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, and said: "It is said that the two donors are hungry, and the poor monk should immediately serve all kinds of food." It's just that the heavy snow has closed the mountain in the past few days, and the vegetables and fruits under the mountain can't be delivered, and there are only some vegetable buns and porridge in the stove room. ā€

Huo Lianjue returned the salute and said, "Master Yuanwu is polite, no matter what you want, you can fill our stomachs." ā€

Yuan Wu said: "If the two of you are not too rough and simple, please come with the poor monk." He led them to the hall behind the monastery.

The three of them walked on a secluded and crooked path, perhaps the weather was too cold, and they didn't meet a single monk walking back and forth along the way.

The hall is located on the right side of the temple, and because it can accommodate dozens of people eating at the same time, it is spacious and bright. The furnishings inside are also very simple, except for some square wooden tables and benches.

Yuan Wu let the two of them sit down at one of the wooden tables, folded his hands, bowed, and said, "Amitabha, the two donors, please wait a while, and the poor monk will go to prepare a meal." ā€

"There's Master Lao. Hua Lianyue politely replied.

"Wait!"

Before Yuan Wu could turn around, an unceremonious shout came from outside the hall: "I'm also hungry, please ask Master Yuan Wu to prepare one for me." ā€

Huo Lianjue and Hua Lianyue turned around together, and saw Xiao Fengnan holding a long grass root in his mouth, and walked in lazily. His eyes were slightly cold, and there was a faint layer of cold air around him, making him look particularly cold and lonely.

The corners of Yuanwu's mouth moved slightly, and a hint of different color flashed between his eyebrows. After all, he still didn't make a sound, only folded his hands and turned away silently.

Xiao Fengnan swaggered down in front of the two, pushed a very ordinary glossy brass hand stove in front of Hua Lianyue, and said, "It's cold, this hand stove will be used for you temporarily!"

"Thank you!" Hua Lianyue was freezing a lot, and hurriedly held the hand stove in her arms. A warmth instantly surrounded her, and she was frozen to a stiff body, and finally slowly regained consciousness.

Huo Lianjue frowned, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?" Didn't he leave with those convoys a long time ago, why did he appear in the Fahua Temple again?

Xiao Fengnan shrugged, spit out the grass roots in his mouth to the ground with a side face, and said lightly: "I usually live in the temple, where can I go if I am not here?"

"You usually live in a monastery, are you also a monk?" This time it was Hua Renyue's turn to be surprised. As soon as she blurted out the words, she felt that something was wrong. In her impression, Xiao Fengnan is not only addicted to alcohol, but also likes to visit the Qinglou Chu Pavilion, how can such a person be a monk.

Sure enough, the corners of Xiao Fengnan's thin mouth twitched, revealing a rebellious sneer, and said, "I'm not a monk, but I was abandoned at the door of the temple while I was still in my infancy." happened to be picked up by Master Minghui, so he grew up messing around in this temple. ā€

Hua Lianyue sighed slightly in her heart, no wonder he always looked cold and lonely, exuding an unapproachable anger and stubbornness, it turned out that he had such a pitiful background.

"Hey, what kind of expression do you have?" Xiao Fengnan tapped his fingers on the table, and said proudly: "It's all twenty years ago, and now I am so personable that I don't know how much I like the girl in the drunken Red Mansion, and I don't need your extra sympathy at all." ā€

Hua Lianyue's face froze, she turned her face slightly, and said stupidly: "Who would sympathize with a rotten drunkard who is always drunk." ā€