Chapter 285: Back then
The sheer cliff made it difficult for her to find her focus, and it didn't take long for her strength to run out, and to make matters worse, the stone she was clinging to was slowly loosening. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć InfoJust as she was about to despair, a pair of hands grabbed her tightly.
"Mrs. Xue, be careful. ā
I only heard a reminder from the other party, and my body was light, and I had already been lifted up.
Liao Yunxi was shocked, and after going up, he sat close to the cliff wall, staring at the place where he almost fell.
"Are you alright?" asked Aunt He'an.
After a long while, Liao Yunxi's soul returned: "Why are you here?"
"I'm not worried about you. As I said, this road is dangerous. ā
"I saw ...... just now" Liao Yunxi pointed to the place where Xue Ying appeared, and then found that there was nothing to say, so he put down his hand in despair.
"Have you seen my young lady?" Aunt He'an looked in the direction she was pointing, "Yes, with Miss's footsteps, it's almost here." ā
"How far is it?"
"I don't know, it depends on her luck. Aunt He'an looked up at the sky, "But the weather is good today, it hasn't rained, but the wind is a little strong." ā
As soon as the words fell, a cold wind blew, and Liao Yunxi suddenly shivered, feeling cold to the bone.
Aunt He'an looked at the stone that Liao Yunxi relied on to survive just now, and now there are very obvious signs of loosening: "Madam, it seems that we have to go back." ā
Liao Yunxi looked at her inexplicably.
Aunt He'an pointed to the stone: "This is a warning, this road, you can't continue to go forward." ā
Liao Yunxi remembered Xue Yao's inexplicable circle when she went up the mountain, remembered that Aunt Ma was suddenly unconscious on the way up the mountain, and remembered that Xue Qi said that there would never be a way to get close to Ganxiao Temple, so he fought a cold war again.
Ganxiao Temple, sure enough, is not an ordinary place.
His legs were a little sore, and the way back seemed to be more difficult than the way he came, and it took Liao Yunxi a longer time to get back to the original point.
Aunt He'an looked at her weak body with some unbearability: "Madam, are you sure you want to continue going up the mountain?"
Liao Yunxi nodded: "I'm going." ā
"The more I look at it, the more it looks like ......," Aunt He'an muttered, and drove the carriage on. It was only after they had gone long that the sky suddenly began to thunder, and then hailstones the size of eggs fell down on their heads, but fortunately there was a mountain wall above their heads, and the horses were not injured, but they could not go any further.
Aunt He'an opened the curtain of the car and saw Liao Yunxi, whose face was becoming more and more pale. Liao Yunxi trembled slightly and asked, "What should Ying'er do?"
"Don't worry too much, just because we hail here doesn't mean she's there too. Aunt He'an comforted.
Liao Yunxi looked at her deeply and asked, "These hailstones are also warnings, right?"
"Yes. Aunt He'an replied in the affirmative.
Liao Yunxi stared at the gray sky outside for a long time, and said to himself: "I'm fine, as long as I don't let Ying'er suffer anymore." ā
The hail fell for an hour, and then the clouds quickly cleared, and the sky returned to its previous fineness, as if the storm had just been an illusion for the two of them.
When I arrived at Ganxiao Temple, it was already afternoon. Aunt He'an took Liao Yunxi to the side door, where Master Mingjing was already waiting.
"Master Mingjing. "Aunt He'an saluted," I brought Mrs. Xue according to Master Mingyuan's instructions. ā
"You wait here. Mrs. Xue, please come with me. ā
Liao Yunxi followed in, so nervous that his breathing eased: "Do you know why I came?"
"I don't know. However, Master Mingli said that if you come, I will take you to two places, but you can't talk to anyone but me along the way, and you can't let anyone find out about you. ā
Liao Yunxi had all kinds of doubts, and she came here because she had something important to tell Xue Ying, but now Master Mingjing asked her not to talk to others, which was obviously against her original intention.
It's just that this solemn and secluded deep mountain temple inexplicably gave her a sense of pressure, so that she couldn't say anything to protest or refute, so she could only nod her head and agree: "Okay, I know." ā
It didn't take long for Master Mingjing to stop: "This is it. ā
Where they stopped was a short partition wall separating the two courtyards, with a window in the middle to see the courtyard on the other side. Looking through the window, Liao Yunxi saw Xue Ying sitting on a stone bench under the tree at first glance.
She almost shouted out, but fortunately, she remembered Master Mingjing's instructions in time, and swallowed back the words that came to her mouth.
On the other side, Xue Ying was cleaning the wounds on her hands and knees with the water in the bucket, and the tingling pain made her gasp again and again, but she had to carefully open the wounds to wash away the mud and sand wrapped inside.
After finally cleaning up, a layer of sweat was already on her body, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat, touched the wound on her forehead, and couldn't help but exhale in pain.
Mingxin came over with a roll of paper and a pot of paste: "Are you okay, do you want me to call Mingsi to come over and help?"
"No, I'm not seriously injured this time. Xue Ying sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound and grinned in pain, "I'm lucky, I just suffered a little skin trauma, and I'll be fine tomorrow." ā
"Then you are injured like this, do you still have to glue the window?" Mingxin gestured to the things in his hand.
"yes, it's my tradition. "If you paste the window paper, you feel that the room has become your own territory, and you will feel more secure.
"It's still a tradition?" Mingxin smiled, "I remember the first time you came, you pasted the window paper, and you almost fell off with your clumsy hands. ā
"At that time, I was young, and it was good to be able to stand firm. Xue Ying exhaled the wound, brought a clean cloth and began to bandage it very skillfully.
"That's right, how old were you at that time? five or six? You were still shaking when you walked, and you climbed so high that you didn't break your neck, which is really blessed by the Buddha. ā
Xue Ying clasped her hands together and smiled facelessly: "Isn't it? Amitabha, thank you Buddha for sparing my life!"
"It's getting out of shape!" Mingxin snorted, "Oh yes, Mingfa said she was going into the mountains tomorrow, so let you get up early and go to the kitchen to help." ā
"Okay!" Xue Ying responded very cheerfully.
"She said you had a wound on your hand, so you don't need to knead the dough - tomorrow you chop wood!"
It was obviously a tragic thing, but Xue Ying laughed: "Okay, no problem! But if my wound bleeds again, she is not allowed to go to Mingsi." Last time, she was in a hurry to carry Mingsi all the way, and Mingsi was so angry that she didn't talk to her for several days. ā
"That's because Mingsi doesn't like to talk in the first place, okay?!" Mingxin also laughed. "I won't tell you, I'm going to do my homework. Stuff right in your room?"
"Okay, thank you!" Xue Ying mischievously grabbed her hand in the air as a farewell.
After Mingxin left, Xue Ying continued to bandage the wound, but did not go back to the room after it was done, but went in another direction.
"Let's go too. Master Mingjing said lightly. Liao Yunxi's expression was heavy, and he followed silently.