The remnant sun is close to the mountains, the flowing clouds reflect the whole sky, and the glow splashes the vastness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoA hazy light smoke and misty drizzle drifted from the lush mountains in the distant mountains, making the ancient road even more secluded and mysterious.

A pair of hands with distinct bones, white and slender, with a faint halo in the glow. The curtain was lifted from within, and a man stepped out of it.

His temperament is too clear and condensed, and the color that overcomes the glow is even more cold and arrogant. The eyebrows are not thick and dark, they are flying into the temples, the starry eyes are deep and far, and the lips are cold and slightly pursed. The black hair was tied with a brocade belt, and he wore a moonlight moire soft feather forged cloak to look handsome and straight, and he slowly walked down with a plain oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

The rain is thin, and the dirt on the road is getting wet, but he is indeed dusty. The twilight is hazy and the glow is fading.

"Farewell for many years......" The voice was cold, and he looked up at the mountain with far-reaching eyes, and his eyes were slightly warm.

"Let's go." Drifting out of the dust, he stepped up the stone steps that stretched up the mountainside.

"Yes, Childe." A black-clothed young man followed with a sword and didn't say much.

The twilight was getting darker, the distant mountains were even more dim and hazy, and the drizzle finally stopped.

Keats-ji Temple was originally just a temple on the outskirts of Kyoto, and the emperor's biological mother was pregnant shortly after returning from the incense at Keats-ji Temple in the early years, and later she was weak and gave birth to the current saint. After ascending the throne, the saint thanked the Buddha for his grace and set off many times to come to Keats Temple to offer incense and reshape the golden body of the Buddha. Since then, Keats Temple has been quite famous in Kyoto, and the incense is vigorous, and it has become a must-visit place to worship Buddha and ask for children in Beijing.

In front of the temple gate, several towering old trees are luxuriant, covering most of the temple in it, simple and quiet. When Mu Zhimo and his party arrived at the gate of the courtyard, there were already monks waiting.

Mu Zhimo first went to the main hall to sincerely bow to the Buddha, and then was taken by the little novice to the courtyard of the female guest where Mrs. Mu went before. Keats-ji Temple is very large, and the backyard only receives Kyoto distinguished guests, and there are usually courtyards for monks.

Mu Zhimo and the three of them were taken to the courtyard on the east side of the backyard, the courtyard was quiet and simple, the guest room was simply furnished, just a few chairs and sleeping beds, and there was a faint smell of sandalwood in the house.

"Now that it's time for dinner, Uncle Xiao will bring me a meal in a while. If the donor has any commands, he can call someone to come and look for me. Xiao Shami folded his hands and bowed, and said very skillfully. It's very young, but it looks like it.

Mu Zhimo and the three returned the salute. After watching the little novice leave, he took off his cloak and took off his veil and sat down.

"Miss drink water." Liuying poured tea diligently. Jinping went to the side to pack up clothes and accessories.

A short time later, a slightly chubby monk brought a meal. Although it looks like a vegetarian meal, it looks very delicious. Mu Zhimo and the three of them had eaten, and then they felt that the fatigue of the journey had dissipated a little.

"Do you recognize the coachman who drove the horses?" Mu Zhimo was thoughtful, looking at the coachman's eyes that didn't seem to be peaceful.

Liuying thought for a while and shook her head, "I don't know, the slave doesn't know, the young lady rarely went out before, and I haven't seen this person in the yard." ”

Mu Zhimo had no choice but to give up when she heard this, there were not many memories of her previous life, and some of them were still very confusing and vague, she would not have an impression of these people.

Fang changed the subject and said, "Did I ask you to bring everything you prepared?" ”

Liuying found a light-colored embroidered handkerchief and a concubine-colored brocade bag in the baggage she carried with her, and handed them to Mu Zhimo, puzzled, "What did Miss ask me to embroider these for, and I hurriedly rushed out overnight, but why did I look a little familiar?" Liuying lowered her head and frowned and thought about it, but she couldn't think of it, and she was very annoyed for a while.

"You don't care about it, it's useful." Mu Zhimo raised her eyebrows and said secretly, looking at Liuying's tangled expression, she couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing that the young lady was still funny if she didn't tell herself, Liuying pouted and went over to help Jinping sort out her clothes. Thinking about not telling the slave and maid, the slave and the maid wanted to go by themselves.

Mu Zhimo drank tea by herself, her eyes were dim, and her thoughts were far away.

As the night wore on, the temple was lit up. The light was bright and dispelled the cold silence of the night. The house was burning with sandalwood, and the smell was peaceful.

Mu Zhimo was wearing a plain shirt and practicing calligraphy under the lamp. Looking at the paper balls piled up on the ground, his eyebrows finally stretched.

Fortunately, the original owner was in love with the prime minister's son before, and he also practiced good handwriting in private, otherwise he would not have attracted the Buddha's joke in vain to copy the scriptures with his pen hand.

It is not useless to have a crush on this Su family's son, Mu Zhimo thought secretly.

I picked up the pen again, laid out the paper, and picked out the oil lamp that was dim. Mu Zhimo began to write seriously.

"Mortals want to endure suffering, life and death, and become enlightened, and they must start from their own hearts......"

When the oil lamp dimmed again, Mu Zhimo put down the pen when he was satisfied with the results. Stretching out his sore arm, he called Jinping, who was waiting at the door, and came in to clean up the table.

Liuying followed him in to fetch water for Mu Zhimo and made the bed.

"Alright, it's getting late, so let's go and rest early."

"Yes, miss." The young lady explained that there was no need to keep vigil, but they did not dare to go far, so they simply made a bed on the couch outside. If Mu Zhimo had something to call for him, they would be able to arrive in time.

Although the temperature in the mountains is low, the charcoal fire in the house also dispels the cold. Mu Zhimo was very tired during the day wrapped in the quilt, and his body had not yet recovered, so he fell asleep deeply after a while.

There is no word at night, the lonely night is long, and the comfortable night is short. Mu Zhimo dimly heard a low bell ringing in the distance, and knew it was time to get up.

"Miss, it's time to get up." Liuying Jinping came in to serve Mu Zhimo to change clothes and wash.

Listening to the faint noise coming from the outer courtyard, the monks who had come to offer incense had arrived.

Mu Zhi just lightly applied fat powder today, and there were no extra ornaments on her head, she was beautiful and refined, and her eyes were bright. The willow eyebrows are green and mist, the muscles and bones are clear and jade, the demeanor is elegant, and the posture is natural. I took the embroidered handkerchief on yesterday's flowing firefly belt, and put a brocade bag around my waist.

Everything was packed up and the day was already clear. A cup of tea, the monk knocked on the door last night and brought the meal, and Mu Zhimo folded his hands and saluted and thanked him.

After the fasting meal, with the scriptures that Mu Zhimo had copied last night, the three of them walked towards the main hall.

These copied scriptures should be placed in the main hall for worship, and Mu Zhimo should also go to the main hall to kneel, accept the Buddha's light bath, and sincerely recite the scriptures in order to seek the blessing of the Buddha.

The morning sun is shining, the cigarettes are curling, the mountains are quiet, and the crisp birdsong is very refreshing in the early morning.

The main hall in the front yard was already lively, and Mu Zhimo was already led into the main hall by the little monk before the time of a stick of incense.

Because of the large number of people, Mu Zhimo went out with a veil, and the people on the outskirts of Kyoto were also chaotic for fear of collision.

Mu Zhimo knelt quietly on the futon, folded her hands, and bowed sincerely.

An orphan in the previous life, Mu Zhimo didn't believe in Buddhism, but this sudden birth in another world made her very grateful for the continuation of life in this time and space. She came to sincerely thank my Buddha for his compassion, so she agreed to the old lady's instructions to come to Keats Temple.

"My Buddha is merciful, merciful to all sentient beings, and the Buddha has mercy to live in another world, and the believer is very grateful. The believer only wishes to live a new life to protect the people she loves, not for wealth, but for well. I hope that the Buddha will become a believer. Mu Zhimo prayed sincerely.

All morning, Mu Zhimo was reciting Buddhist scriptures seriously in the main hall, listening to the sound of the little monk chanting in his ears, and the sound of wooden fish from time to time, Mu Zhimo's heart was more peaceful than ever.

At noon, when it was time for dinner, Mu Zhimo was helped up by Liuying, thanked the little monk, and walked all the way to the guest house.

On the road approaching the guest house, the person who came out of nowhere pushed Liuying, and Mu Zhimo quickly held Liuying, and before he could see the person clearly, he heard a flowing voice sound.

"Miss, where is this going?"

Mu Zhimo raised her head and looked at the past with cold eyes......

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