Chapter 900: Are You a Monk for My Mother?
cpa300_4();β Is it a light connotation?"
As soon as these words came out, I felt a gust of wind blowing behind me, and the faint candle flame in the room went out with a bang after struggling hard.
The entire meditation room was plunged into darkness.
As I stood at the door, the dim light barely illuminated anything, and I could only faintly see the emaciated and lonely figure in the room, as if it were completely withered and motionless.
I don't know how long it took me to hear a faint sigh.
"Go back. β
When the old and withered voice was finished, there was not even a sound at all.
I slowly exited and closed the door.
When I turned around, I was left with this quiet and empty Zen courtyard in front of me, and the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops made this small courtyard more and more quiet, surrounded by gray walls, like a silent ancient tomb.
I stood on the steps, the coolness that belonged to the night hit again, blowing the corners of my skirt slightly raised, and I subconsciously hugged my arms.
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I thought I would lose sleep that night, but unexpectedly, I slept deeply that night.
I even dreamed about it.
I dreamed of clouds in the sky, and on the towering cloud peak, a red shadow appeared in sight, the wind was cold, blowing the red veil constantly fluttering, almost flying to the sky.
Suddenly, the red veil brushed in front of him, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, turning into a happy hall.
It is also a bright red, red beams, red pillars, red candles, and red hijabs.
However, a figure slowly disappeared in this bright red and slowly disappeared......
"Ahh
I exclaimed and sat up.
The red in front of me slowly dissipated, but what caught my eye was a simple room with gray and gray, and the white-washed bed tent swayed slightly as I suddenly got up, like the clouds that had not dispersed in my dream.
I was in a trance for a while, and I couldn't come back to my senses, when I felt a hand slowly reach into my arms.
"Mother......
A familiar, delicate voice sounded in my ears, I looked down and saw that it was Li'er who was sleeping next to me, rubbing her little face uncomfortably on the pillow, grabbing my clothes with one hand, muttering: "Mother......"
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As soon as I saw her, I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and I finally came to my senses.
It's a dream.
We are now in the wing room of Tianmu Temple, and my daughter is sleeping next to me.
What about Yuan Xiu?
I subconsciously looked to the other side, but it was empty, at this moment, the door was pushed open, Pei Yuanxiu walked in in a light robe, and when he saw me sitting at the head of the bed, he smiled and said, "You are awake." β
"Hmm. β
"I saw that you came back late, and I wanted you to sleep a little longer, so I didn't wake you up, why did you wake up so early. β
"......" I didn't say anything about being awakened by a nightmare, I just smiled faintly, and I felt the hand in my arms sink again, and I looked down and saw that I was nested in the quilt and had opened my big bright eyes to look at me: "Mother......"
Perhaps, because of my husband and daughter, this warmth of family affection slowly dispelled the chill I brought from the nightmare, I smiled slightly, lowered my head and kissed Li'er's fleshy cheek: "Up." β
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After we finished washing, as soon as we went out, we met Pei Yuanfeng and them, everyone said hello, and they were led by a little novice and went to the dining hall together.
At this time, the monks had finished their morning class and came over for breakfast. The dining hall of Tianmu Temple is very large, can accommodate 100 people at the same time, more than a dozen wide long tables are arranged in two rows, the middle is the aisle for people to walk, we just enter the door, we see that a long table by the door has been placed a big pot of steaming porridge, a few dishes of side dishes.
Liu Qinghan sat in the corner of the wall, looking at the porridge bowl in front of him.
As soon as Li'er saw him, he immediately walked over happily: "Third uncle!"
Liu Qinghan raised his head and saw us, he also smiled slightly, nodded to everyone, and saw that Li'er had climbed onto the bench beside him, so he smiled and said, "Be careful, don't fall." β
Everyone walked over and sat down.
While taking the bowl full of porridge, I glanced at Liu Qinghan and said, "Lord Liu got up so early. β
"Well, I walked around the temple. β
"Oh, what are you looking at?"
Liu Qinghan stretched his eyes and looked around again, and said, "This is the place where I used to stay, I want to look around and see if I can think of something." β
A pair of chopsticks stretched out next to him, and put a piece of tender bamboo shoots into my plate, and when I looked back, it was Pei Yuanxiu, who looked at Liu Qinghan with a smile and said, "Then Lord Liu has not remembered anything?"
Liu Qinghan shook his head gently.
He didn't speak again, just lowered his head, and his long eyelashes covered his dark eyes, looking a little lonely.
At this time, Xue Muhua, who was sitting opposite him, saw his gloomy eyes and said softly: "Don't worry, you will always remember." β
As soon as these words came out, the people around them fell silent.
If someone else said this, it might just be a simple comfort, but Xue Muhua said this, which was obviously different from the comfort of ordinary people, after all, she also lost all her memories, and she could better understand the blank feeling in her mind, and she had no idea where she came from and where she was going.
Pei Yuanfeng quietly took a piece of golden tofu fried on both sides and put it in her bowl, and said, "Eat more." β
"Hmm. β
He turned his head to look at Liu Qinghan again, and said with a slight smile: "No wonder I didn't see Lord Liu in the South Chamber in the morning, it turned out that Lord Liu went around to see the scenery." β
Liu Qinghan also raised his head, made a smile on his face, and said, "This official didn't sleep in the south chamber last night. β
"Oh, then Lord Liu lives inβ"
"Where the family teacher used to live. β
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I chuckled and turned my head to look at him.
But seeing that he was speechless, he silently lowered his head to look at the layer of milky white rice soup floating on the porridge bowl, the sunlight shone in from the window, illuminating his outline very clearly, especially the long eyelashes that hung down quietly, as if frozen at the moment, motionless.
I looked at him for a while, and didn't speak, just turned around and picked up the tender bamboo shoot and ate it.
After a while, everyone finished their breakfast and left the table. As soon as Liu Qinghan got up, Li'er immediately jumped off the bench: "Third uncle, where are you going?"
Liu Qinghan smiled and said, "The third uncle wants to go to the mountains for a walk." β
"I'll go too!"
"Huh?"
Liu Qinghan glanced at us, I thought about it, and glanced back at Pei Yuanxiu.
He immediately came to his senses, and said with a smile: "Lord Liu is so interested?"
"It's rare to come here to see the scenery here, and to see it for a long time. β
"Then, if you don't mind, I'll walk with Lord Liu. β
"It couldn't be better. β
Pei Yuanxiu smiled and looked down at Li'er again: "Li'er, Daddy will go with you, okay?"
"Of course it's okay!" Li'er almost couldn't wait, holding Liu Qinghan with one hand, and coming over to fish Pei Yuanxiu with the other, just took two steps, remembered something, and looked back at me: "Isn't my mother going?"
I sat where I was, smiled and shook my head: "Mother wants to rest for a while." β
"Oh, I don't think my mother slept well last night. That mother should have a good rest. β
"Got it. β
After getting my assurance, she jumped up and down to take the hands of the two big men and went out together.
Somehow, seeing this scene, I felt a little emotional.
My daughter, no matter how caring and well-behaved, will not stay by my side forever after all.
Just when my thoughts were a little vague and confused, a tall figure as a mountain walked in outside the open door, blocking the sunlight at once, and when I looked at it, it was a fearless monk, and when he saw me, he immediately walked over happily: "Miss!"
"Uncle Fearless, early. You didn't even come for breakfast. β
"The Sprinkle family went down the mountain to see the people you brought, rest assured, the rice and noodles sent down are enough. β
"Uncle Fearless bothered. β
"Miss, are you polite to the Sprinkle family?"
I smiled and said, "I'm welcome, I want to ask Uncle Fearless to please tea." Didn't have time yesterday. β
"That's good, that's great!"
As soon as he heard me say this, he immediately stood up, turned around and told the two little novices to get ready at once, and then led me to his monastery.
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Compared to the Zen courtyard of enlightenment, his residence is not so deep and secluded, this small courtyard is quite clean, but I don't think it is his own credit, there is an iron frame in the corner of the courtyard wall, on which are placed crescent shovels, iron rods and other blunt weapons, it can be seen that he is usually diligent in practicing martial arts.
In the other corner of the courtyard there was a maple tree, under which stood a stone table and several round stone benches.
The two novices came over with tea trays, laid out the cups and the small stove one by one, and then withdrew.
"Come, Miss, sit. β
He beckoned, and the two of us sat down on either side of the stone table and poured each a cup of tea.
When I was drinking tea, I felt the heat rising with the light smoke, and the smoke made people's eyes hot, and my heart was still weighing a lot of things I wanted to say and questions I wanted to ask, but before I could speak, the fearless monk had already looked at me first and said, "I haven't seen the eldest lady for so many years, and the eldest lady has become beautiful." β
Listening to his simple compliment, I was a little embarrassed, and smiled faintly: "Uncle Fearless, don't make fun of me." β
"Nope. Although the Sprinkle family does not abide by the rules, they still do not speak. β
I laughed, "I'm weird too." Why would a person like Uncle Wu become a monk? After leaving home, he still refuses to abide by the rules. β
He reached out and touched the top of his bare head, a little embarrassed, but also with a bit of nostalgia, and said, "Why else, isn't it because of Madame?" β
"Because of my mother?"
"Yes. β
I was stunned and looked at him: "Because of my mother?"