Jiang Yutan and Fuxiu walked until noon on the second day, Fuxiu couldn't stand the long-distance bumps of the carriage, so he stopped to rest, Jiang Yutan's white horse was tied behind Fuxiu's carriage, and Jiang Yutan sat next to Fuxiu. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although Fuxiu is still barren along the way, after intermittent confiding with Jiang Yutan last night, the depression has been diluted a lot. Last night, Jiang Yutan and Fuxiu talked a lot about Buddhism and truths, until the carriage slowly stopped, Jian Xi and Mingxi fell asleep, and Jiang Yutan and Fuxiu were still talking about Buddhism in the carriage with bright lights. Fuxiu has always thought that Jiang Yutan is an arrogant and cold iceberg snow lotus, but after this conversation, Fuxiu found that this is not the case. Jiang Yutan's arrogance is just a performance, in fact, Jiang Yutan has always been dedicated to the Buddha, and has already promised herself to the Buddha, she is not an iceberg snow lotus, but a pink begonia flower, happy and intelligent.

Fu Xiu saw Jiang Yutan close his eyes slightly, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, Fu Xiu looked at Jiang Yutan reciting Buddhist scriptures, and his heart was already a lot calmer.

She still felt a little lucky in her heart, glad that she still had such a friend, who could be by her side in her most difficult time and never give up.

Jiang Yutan should be considered a friend of Fuxiu, right? Whether it is fate or everything is a certainty, she has always treated Jiang Yutan like a friend.

I just found that after not seeing her for more than half a year, she has changed a lot.

After getting out of the carriage, Fu Xiu asked Jian Xi and Ming Xi to go to the stream to get water, Fu Xiu glanced slightly at Jiang Yutan who was sitting on the stone, only to see Jiang Yutan sitting in a daze, as if he had not felt the biting cold wind, watching the dead branches and fallen leaves on the trees slowly falling, and then down the crystal clear stream, I don't know where I floated to.

Fuxiu took out a few pieces of dry food from the cloth bag and handed it to Jiang Yutan, whose face was pale, "Yutan, didn't you eat last night?" If you don't have anything to eat, let's eat a little first! We don't have much dry food, and we won't be able to last a few days. ”

Jiang Yutan was startled at first, then took the dry food handed by Fuxiu, and said with a light smile: "Thank you, Niangniang, Yutan was very out for a while, and she didn't prepare spare dry food." ”

"It's okay, Yutan. Since you said that I have a relationship with the Buddha, I am destined to be accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern in the future, so you will call me Fuxiu in the future! If you call me a mother again, won't you be divided? ”

Jiang Yutan didn't speak, and said "um" softly.

At this time, Jian Xi and Mingxi, who went to the stream to get water, had already hurried back, Jian Xi carried a carp that was not too big or small, and smiled at Fuxiu and said, "Master, look at it!" Mingxi and I caught a carp by the stream, let's boil some fish soup tonight and drink it to keep warm! Jian Xi said, took out a wooden basin from the carriage, and gently put the carp into the wooden basin. The carp in the tub was still swimming slowly, unaware that it was about to become someone else's dinner.

Jiang Yutan saw the carp swimming in the basin, and hurriedly closed his hands and said, "Sin, sin." Your life is coming to an end, and you don't know it. Even if you die, you still enjoy this last good time in the end. ”

"The law of the jungle is the strong, and natural selection is competitive. Yutan, isn't this the eternal path? If we don't eat them, someone will eat them. The life of a fish is always short. Fuxiu said indifferently.

"Man is the most powerful creature in the whole world, and he is always suspicious of each other and calculates against each other. If people had put this on the priority of peace, then today's war would not have happened, and everything would be a matter of man's fortune. Before the emperor set out on the expedition, he had come to the small mountain temple to ask the master, and the master had advised the emperor not to be reckless, but the time had not come. But the emperor insisted on going his own way and insisted on sending troops. God has already helped us plan, and acting against the sky will only lead to unimaginable consequences. Jiang Yutan put the felt hat on top of the big hat on top of his hair bun, covering Jiang Yutan's face so that only a pair of bright black eyes remained.

"Yutan, but there is a saying that says, man will win the sky. His own destiny is in his own hands, and even God has no way to take it for himself. I believe that man will conquer heaven, I never believe in fate, only in my own heart. ”

Jiang Yutan got into the carriage and left a lingering voice, "When the time comes, Fuxiu will naturally understand." Human power is always very small in front of God, and if it is forcibly changed, it will only harm others and oneself in the end. ”

hurts others and herself, she has never taken the initiative to harm others, it is others who harm her. She has determined a truth from below, if others harm her, she will return to others what others have done to her, a thousand times, ten thousand times.

She hopes that the emperor can live well as he made in front of the gods and Buddhas of the small mountain temple, even if he dies, she hopes that he will live well, she has always been sorry for him, he has not blamed himself, as always, he is good for himself.

When he was in the small mountain temple, Fuxiu once made a vow in front of the gods and Buddhas who had filled the hall that in this life, he would definitely stay with Gao Zheng, and be a winged bird in heaven and a branch in the earth. But after she made her oath, she actually remembered Jun Mochu again, which shows that she is just deceiving herself and deceiving her heart. An Concubine once said that she doesn't even know what she wants most, she can't get the love of others for herself after all, she will only harm others and herself, the emperor, Jun Mochu, herself, and all those who are good to herself. An Concubine also said that in this life, Fuxiu will only end up being lonely.

The biting cold wind was still blowing, and snow-white flowers were falling in the sky, and many snow-white flowers were flying all over the sky, as if they were going to pave the whole earth into a snow-white world. Seeing that it was snowing, Fu Xiu asked Jian Xi and Ming Xi not to be busy with other things, first drove the carriage under a huge pine tree to avoid the snow, and then draped Jiang Yutan's white horse with a piece of felt. After that, Fu Xiu and Jian Xi returned to the carriage.

On the carriage, Jiang Yutan had already lit a sandalwood plant that he had brought with him, and Jiang Yutan began to recite Buddhist scriptures again in front of the fluttering aroma. Fu Xiu didn't have anything to do, so he covered a thick blanket that Jian Xi had prepared a long time ago on top of a woolen blanket beside Jiang Yutan.

Because he was very tired on the way, Fuxiu slept on the blanket for several hours and did not wake up. The snow outside was still falling, and the tarpaulin of the carriage had already been piled up slowly, and Jian Xi and Ming Xi were also leaning together and slowly taking a nap.

Except for Jiang Yutan, everyone else in the entire carriage quietly fell asleep. Jiang Yutan was draped in a sea blue coat, facing the sandalwood in the incense burner in front of him, and was still silently reciting Buddhist scriptures and praying for blessings. Jiang Yutan recited the Buddhist scriptures not only to pray for himself, but also to pray for blessings, seeing the many disasters and difficulties after blessings, Jiang Yutan had already helped Fuxiu start praying for blessings, praying that Fuxiu would be safe and secure for the rest of his life, and not be bound by fate again. I often say that my fate is determined by God, but I am often doing useless things, and if I don't do it, I will not be able to do it. Only by reciting scriptures and praying for blessings can I find a trace of comfort and a trace of value. (To be continued.) )