There is an unnamed temple on the vast mountain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There were no idols or deities to be worshipped, and only a simple spiritual seat was erected.

That's Master's spiritual seat, which I carved with my own hands......

I was an orphan since I was a child, and it was Master who brought me up, and he passed on to me everything he had learned all his life, from medicine and pharmacology to the art of war, marching.

As it is said in the world, Master is a genius and a real master. But after all, a master is also a human being, and in my opinion, Master is just a poor man.

Wandering all his life, he has always been thinking about someone in his heart, but it's a pity that he ...... That person is long gone in this world. In order to commemorate her, Master planted patches of ice blossoms behind the mountain, which were the only flowers that could bloom tenaciously in the bitter cold and snow.

Every time it blooms, the vast mountains covered by the vast white snow will bloom like crystal clear and cold flowers, the mountains reflect the cold ice blue, little by little converge into the sea, the blue reminds people of the lonely sky, which makes people inexplicably sentimental.

I also wondered what kind of woman could make someone as amazing as Master become so downcast.

Whenever I asked Master about it, I always got a long silence and a deep sigh.

It's just curiosity, and since I can't get an answer, I won't ask.

At night, Master always locked himself in the room to get drunk, and my brother and I had to go to the wine cellar to bring wine, one jar after another......

I happened to see the master looking at the empty wine jar, with such a heart-wrenching expression.

The senior brother said that the master had feelings for that person, and only love could hurt people.

Feeling? I still remember looking at him suspiciously.

When he saw me, he smiled at me again; "Maybe my little junior sister has grown up and is also a peach blossom master. But don't sink yourself too deep like Master. ”

I didn't seem to understand, but I didn't think to ask any more.

Love, it's too far away for me.

When Master picked me up, I was a newborn baby. At that time, it was also a bitterly cold winter.

I have been suffering from a serious illness since I was a child, and every time I get sick, my heart will be like a knife and I will vomit blood, and my master, who has always been proficient in medical skills, was also stumped, so I had to hang my life with precious medicinal materials.

Until that day, Master asked me:

"Dust, have you ever thought about going down the mountain?"

I was stunned for a long time before I replied;

"Never."

The master smiled and shook his head; "You're going to go down the mountain. Someone will come and invite you. ”

"What about Master?"

……

He just smiled bitterly and shook his head, I don't know if I was wrong, there was a taste of relief in that smile.

Soon after, Master passed away.

In the entire vast mountain, there is only one temple, one person, one tomb, and the sea of ice flowers that bloom.

The wind was raging outside the temple, but inside the temple was peaceful. I stood quietly in front of the Master's spiritual seat, lit incense, and bowed my head.

What's the sweetest thing in the world?

What's the most hurtful thing in the world?

Who can tell the cause and effect?

Who can see right and wrong?

We have been part of the world since we were born, and who can be free from dust?

Dust......

That's my name.

When Master named me, he said that I would cause a lot of dust in this life, so he named me Sickness, Sickness, and Dust.

Take Master's last name......

Name, think of the dust.

The incense gradually went out, and the wind chimes tied to the beams rang suddenly.

Under the veil, the corners of my lips pursed slightly.

The people who asked me to come down the mountain are afraid that they are coming......