Chapter 123: Finding the Pen
In the morning, with the relieved eyes of my parents, Gu Liang and I had breakfast and left home happily. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
I took him with me, he took the money, and all the way was to go shopping and eating.
At noon, we decided to go to the temple on the top of the mountain to see, it is rare to go back to our hometown, accompanied by a caring fiancΓ©, naturally we want to show off everywhere~~~~
The blue sky, the towering pagoda reflected in the colorful halo is very charming, I stood outside the temple gate with one hand on my forehead to block the dazzling light, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the thousand-year-old temple.
Recalling the temple fair that went to Yong'an City at that time, although the buildings are similar, the scenery in front of you has been preserved after countless days and nights, wars, and disputes, and I don't know how many old memories are buried in these buildings in the long river of history.
Human beings are just short and insignificant beings, compared to the grass and stones on this earth, let alone the tall mountains, the gurgling rivers, and the infinite vastness of the universe.
"What are you thinking?" Gu Liang stood behind me with his hands on my shoulders.
I smiled and shook my head and replied to him, "It's nothing, let's go in." β
There are not many monks in the temple, and the incense lingers in front of the main hall, I went to invite a few sticks of incense to pay homage in front of the doors of each hall, Gu Liang did not petition, just stood outside the door and looked at me.
As he and I walked in the direction of the pagoda, I asked curiously, "Liang, do people like you not believe in Buddhism at all?" β
"No, I have my own beliefs, but I only believe in the gods I've seen."
"Like a sheriff?" I thought it was a little ridiculous at the thought of him kneeling down for a cat.
Gu Liang waved his hand: "I believe in it, but I don't believe in it." β
Oh~~ I seem to understand, he should believe in the god called Lu, after all, he is the founder of the bookstore, no, it is the founding god. Gu Liang can be regarded as a younger brother to others, so naturally he should worship his own boss.
The two of us walked to the bottom of the pagoda, there are no people here, there is a tall tower gate standing on the empty platform, blue paint and red background, depicting a lifelike picture of a hundred birds. I walked around the tower and found that the only thing missing from the pattern on it was the phoenix.
Just as I stopped to watch, a gust of wind suddenly blew the octagonal copper bell on the eaves of the tower, and the pleasant sound seemed to penetrate the depths of my soul.
I listened quietly, but Gu Liang seemed to have discovered something and walked to the front of the tower.
"What's wrong?" I was curious and followed.
The tower door was not locked, it was simply fastened with a horizontal bolt, Gu Liang pushed open the huge wooden door, raised his feet and stepped through the red lacquer threshold and walked in.
It was a little dark inside, and I couldn't see what it was, but I wanted to follow him in.
There was a staircase in the middle of the tower room, which led directly to the second floor, and I glanced at the top of the staircase, which was much brighter than this floor, and it seemed that there were windows from the second floor, although it was not opened, it could still let in some sunlight.
"Good..." I called his name lightly, and Gu Liang had already stepped on a few stairs to prepare to go up.
"Shh~~" He put his finger to his mouth and motioned for me to keep quiet.
Tut-tut~ Why do you want such an atmosphere? I'm curious? I'm itching in my heart?? He still doesn't tell me why.
I had no choice but to sneak him to the second floor of the tower.
As soon as I leaned out of half of my body, I saw Gu Liang's hands in his trouser pockets, looking in one direction, I followed his line of sight, and almost cried out in fright.
I saw a figure half-leaning in the corner of the dimly lit tower room, the body was a little tilted, and his head was leaning against the wall, feeling that it was not as simple as falling asleep.
Dead person? How long was dead? Why is it here? My mind was full of questions.
To be honest, I'm a little scared to move forward, and although I see a lot of ghosts, I still try to see as few rotten corpses as possible. There was a 'click' on the final staircase, and it was as if something had broken under my feet.
It feels a little hard, but it's not sturdy. I looked down and saw that it was a colored pen for drawing, and the wooden barrel had been split by me.
Not far from the pen was a dark green drawing board on the ground, on which the white paper had a half-drawn landscape.
I have an ominous premonition: "Good~~"
"It's all right, he's just falling into a slumber, because he's so close to his own pen, so the pen leads him to another empty space."
Oh, I see, I was nervous for a while, and I thought that Forget Dust was dead.
"Shall we sit here and wait for him?"
Gu Liang looked at me: "Don't you want to go in with him to have a look?" The test of one's soul may be cruel, but it can also be thought-provoking. β
"Okay." I want to see it.
"We entered his exam paper, he couldn't see us, and we couldn't help him, so everything that happened was unchangeable, if you feel uncomfortable, let's leave, okay?" Gu Liang took my hand and said calmly.
I understood what he meant and nodded.
Gu Liang took out his pen from his arms, walked to Wangchen's side and sat down, and I also sat next to him.
Gently writing a few words in the palm of my hand, accompanied by a wave of dizziness, I felt as if I had entered a book.
The white mist was shrouded all around, and I couldn't see where I was, when suddenly a hand slapped on my shoulder, startling me.
I turned my head and found that it was Gu Liang standing behind me, who was also watching his surroundings.
The mist slowly dissipated, and a winding and rugged mountain road was at our feet, Gu Liang pointed to the mountain: "Forget the dust has already come there." β
I followed his finger and looked, and sure enough, there was a figure with a painting clip on his back on the path halfway up the mountain.
"Is he picking style? Didn't you say there was a test? Not at all. I asked in confusion.
"I guess we haven't started yet, so let's just go over and have a look." Gu Liang took my hand and walked up the mountain, maybe because I knew that this was originally an illusion, so I didn't feel tired at all on my legs, and I didn't feel tired when there was a beautiful scenery, I liked this kind of travel very much.
Between the green mountains and white clouds, thousands of miles of rivers converge.
Beautiful~Beautiful~~
I was climbing the mountain while admiring it, and I soon caught up with the forgotten dust in front of me. He also looked a little haggard in that dark green jacket, unkempt hairstyle, black-rimmed glasses on his stubbled cheeks.
Although I was following him, he didn't know about the existence of me and Gu Liang, and he was still trying to go up the mountain.
"Where is he going?"
"His pen is guiding him, and he will soon know." Gu Liang said calmly.
I looked at him and wondered if he had ever been through the same test.