What Aunt He'an saw was a dusty and embarrassed child, coming up the mountain from the other side of the rugged mountain road with ten steps and a bow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Until now, she still didn't understand what Xue Ying really wanted when she came to Ganxiao Temple - in short, it would not be simply to ask for a peace charm for her mother, but she had to admit that Xue Ying was indeed sincere.

Xue Ying staggered and came to Aunt He'an, she was no longer able to speak, she just looked up at her silently, her eyes were full of hope.

Because of kowtowing all the way, Xue Ying's forehead was bruised and swollen, and her dirty little face looked very pitiful, although Aunt He'an was a little distressed, she also knew that this was inevitable. So he hardened his heart and said, "Can you still hold on? Half a mile further is the Ganxiao Temple, where you can rest." ”

Xue Ying blinked vigorously, and sure enough, a corner of the mountain temple was faintly exposed on the opposite side of the mountain, which made her, who was already exhausted, suddenly feel refreshed.

Ignoring her already hoarse and smoking throat, she opened her mouth weakly and gasped a few times, and nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

The sky is getting dark, the tired birds return to their nests, in the curling smoke, the bell rings, the aftermath is lingering, people can't help but slow down, because of the rush and the impetuous mood gradually calmed down.

"The big bell jungle order is also the beginning. The dawn strike breaks the long night and alerts sleep, while the twilight strike feels faint and ignorant. A voice sounded, but Xue Ying looked around and didn't find a figure.

Aunt He'an stopped, folded her hands, and saluted respectfully: "Master Mingtu." ”

"Today's game is very fatty, and after you send this benefactor up the mountain, why don't you come and have a drink with me." The voice said again.

"It's better for the younger generation to be respectful than to obey fate. Aunt He'an replied and continued to go up the mountain with Xue Ying.

After walking about half a mile, I faintly saw the vermilion temple gate at the end of the stone stack in the twilight, and a bhikshuni in gray monk's robes stood by the door, waiting for the two of them.

When the two approached, Aunt He'an saluted and said hello: "Master Mingjing." ”

Master Mingjing looked to be about forty years old, with a soothing face and soft eyes, and said to the two of them, "Uncle Mingli already knows the intention of this little benefactor. She said that what the little benefactor asked for, the red peace charm of the Ganxiao Temple could help to achieve, but the effect was only one year. Moreover, this little benefactor needs to stay here and practice for six months. ”

Six months?

When Aunt He'an begged for a peace charm to save her life, she stayed here to practice for a month, so Xue Ying originally thought that she would only need a month to go back, but when she heard Master Mingjing say that she would practice for half a year, she was inevitably a little surprised.

However, she also remembered that the last time Aunt He'an begged for her was a yellow peace charm. It turns out that the peace charm of this Ganxiao Temple is also divided into grades by color, and the peace charms of different levels have different requirements for those who come to seekers.

Moreover, Master Mingjing just said......

"It's only effective for one year, and what about after a year?" she asked.

Master Mingjing looked at her gently and replied, "Ask again." However, whether you can find it or not depends on your creation. ”

Although this Mingjing master spoke very kindly, Xue Ying still felt the arrogance of this Ganxiao Temple - too, if the peace charm of this Ganxiao Temple is really so effective, then it does have arrogant capital.

Aunt He'an didn't expect that this time she would have to practice for half a year, considering that Xue Ying was still a child after all, she looked at her with some hesitation: "Miss, do you want to stay?"

Half. Moreover, after a year, she will continue to come, and if she is lucky, she will continue to stay for half a year - which means that she will need to spend half of her time in this mountain temple in the rest of her life.

She couldn't help but look up, the three big characters of "Thanksgiving Temple" looked particularly solemn in the gray sky, the humidity in the mountain was heavy, the sun had just set, but at this time it had begun to have a slight coolness, and the birdsong came from afar, which was even more cold and silent.

It seems to have returned to the previous life, the hustle and bustle belong to others, and all she can have is the silence of the room.

Fate is like this, even if she travels to another time and space, she still can't avoid it.

"I'll stay. She spoke.

"Amitabha. Master Mingjing didn't say much, took out a rectangular dark red peace charm folded into the size of a thumb, and handed it to Xue Ying, "This charm can keep your mother healthy for a year, you can put it away." ”

Xue Ying took it: "Thank you." He turned around and handed it to Aunt He'an, "Aunt He'an, please pass this talisman to my mother." ”

Aunt He'an took the talisman paper and said in a low voice: "You can think about it, half a year...... It's not short. "Moreover, it is not difficult to speculate from Master Mingjing's words that it is very likely that this matter will continue endlessly.

Xue Ying smiled: "Don't worry, I will take care of myself." ”

Aunt He'an didn't say anything more, and handed over the burden to Xue Ying: "Take care." He turned to Master Mingjing and said, "Then I'll go first." ”

"Amitabha, night is approaching, donors be careful all the way. ”

"Aunt He'an......" Xue Ying looked at her with some concern: it was about to get dark, and it was too dangerous to walk alone on the mountain road.

"Don't worry, I'll go find Master Mingtu first, and then go down the mountain when it's dawn tomorrow. Aunt He'an patted her lightly on the shoulder and turned to leave.

After watching Aunt He'an leave, Xue Ying turned around and walked into the temple gate with Master Mingjing.

The door slammed shut with a creaking sound, as if the trivial matters of Hongchen were completely sealed out of the door, and the world became even quieter.

Master Mingjing took her to a side room and said, "It's getting late today, so you can rest first, and after tomorrow's morning class, the presiding officer will arrange your future cultivation homework." ”

"Thank you, Master Mingjing. ”

Master Mingjing recited a Buddha name and walked away, Xue Ying walked into the wing, and with the only remaining light, she could barely see the furnishings of the room: there was a hard bed against the wall, with a mat and a thin quilt on it, and a table by the window, on which there was an empty pen holder.

Other than that, there is nothing.

Although she was mentally prepared in her heart, at first glance at this cold and deserted room, Xue Ying couldn't help but sigh.

There was the sound of mosquitoes flying in her ears, she was afraid that more mosquitoes would fly into the room next, so she put down her burden and went to close the window, only to find that because it had been uninhabited for a long time, the window paper had broken several holes, and after closing the window, the light in the room was even darker.

She was exhausted from a day's walk in the mountains, and although she was hungry, she fell asleep quickly after climbing into bed.

In a daze, she heard someone knocking on the door, rubbed her eyes, and barely got up: "Come in." ”

Someone pushed the door in, one person in front held an oil lamp, and one person in the back held a basin of water, and his voice was crisp and gentle: "Little donor, I know that you are tired, but you have injuries on your body, if you don't clean it up, I'm afraid it will be inflamed tomorrow." ”

"Thank you, two masters. Xue Ying hurriedly wanted to get out of bed, but she didn't feel it before going to bed, and when she moved at this time, she found that her palms and knees were hot, and she couldn't help but take a breath.

"Don't move, don't move. The master with the basin put down the basin and came over to take a look. Then the light of the oil lamp came, and Xue Ying realized that these two masters were very young, and they all looked like they were only in their teens. The master who carried the basin talked a lot, but the one with the oil lamp never spoke.