The Wind Spirit no longer pushed his chest out of breath, and her arms wrapped around his neck, afraid that she hadn't sunk deep enough. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fu Yanyan's arm suddenly stiffened, the damp heat on his cheeks came from somewhere, and there were warm droplets of water rolling down one after another, along with his cheeks, he retreated slightly for half a minute, but his lips were reluctantly grinding on her lips, "Why are you crying?" ”

The Wind Spirit buried his face in his neck and wiped his tears from the collar of his robe. "I don't know how to ...... Approximately, it was because the joy came too suddenly. For no reason, I thought of the situation when I met for the first time in Guazhou, and your cold and arrogant appearance, who would have expected it today. To put it bluntly, Feng Ling is desperate for more than two loads, following the captain, and it is hard to live. ”

Fu Tanyan held the reins again with one hand, stroked her soft hair with the other, every word she said seemed to hit a hammer in his heart, pain and emotion were intertwined, and his heart was full of joy, but he couldn't say anything soft, he was silent for a few breaths, and sighed softly: "Feng Ling, don't call all the captains in the future." ”

Feng Ling quickly wiped away the tears from his eyes, and the last moment he was still deeply affectionate, this breath raised his head casually and asked, "What should I call it?" Is it possible, then if it can't be done, you have to change your words? "There is obviously a banter in the ignorance.

He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled mellowly: "If you want, you can't do it." ”

Feng Ling raised his hand to push him, but he grabbed his wrist lightly and grabbed it to his chest: "Your crying and laughing turn fast, June child's face." ”

Feng Ling retracted his wrist and said strangely: "'June Day Child's Face' is talking about the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, how do you know this?" ”

"My mother looked at Yuhang, and I spent a few years in Yuhang with my mother when I was a child." Fu Yanyan remembered the deceased grandmother, and his expression paused. Feng Ling was regretting that his unscrupulous words had provoked him sadly, and he sighed with relief: "In the past, when my grandmother was here, they all called me 'Ayan', and since they passed away one after another, I haven't heard this call for many years. ”

"Ayan." The wind spirit suddenly called crisply: "If you want to listen, I will call you like this from time to time in the future, but I am afraid that you will be tired of listening to it but you will not be able to get rid of it, and you will have nowhere to escape." ”

Fu Yan laughed silently, he couldn't say those sweet words, and he had already answered a few "sweet" in his heart.

The small half of the sun shadow unconsciously sank to the back of the cliff of the Thousand Buddha Cave, the last beam of golden red light gradually closed in front of countless caves, the stars of the ever-bright lights from the cave revealed the light, the air was full of lamp oil and sandalwood blended breath, like a solemn and unstained light, straight into the mortal dust, teaching the heart to be thorough, as if to be able to skip many turbid thoughts.

"Wind Spirit." In this light that seems to alternate between the light of the Buddha and the fireworks of the world, he said slowly: "Like me, I dare not call it a lifetime, but as long as I am alive for a day, I will guard you for a day, and from then on you are alone, your heart is like a rock, and there is no transfer." ”

The wind spirit glanced at the Thousand Buddha Cave, his eyes shining: "I have written it down, and the Buddha and Bodhisattva have also written it down, and you will never forget this." ”

The constant melancholy of the days was quietly dissipating in the drumming evening breeze, and the two walked quietly side by side, without the burden of words.

I don't know how long she walked silently like this, but it was the wind spirit who broke the peace first, she leaned towards Fu Yanyan, leaned over, pointed to a shadow under the cliff of the Thousand Buddha Cave, and asked in a low voice: "There is an old woman wearing a hat over there, can you see it?" At this time, the city gate will also be keyed, and the Buddha will come to worship? ”

"See." Fu Yanyan didn't care about the old woman, and urged: "It's really not early, let's take a few steps faster, and we won't be able to enter the city if it's too late." ”

The wind spirit slowly led the horse: "The old woman's figure is very familiar, but I can't remember that I have seen it in that place." ”

She refused to leave, and Fu Yanyan had to stop her horse and look at her with her line of sight, but after only a few eyes, she said: "The painter's unborn mother has seen it a few times when she was depicting the walls in the cave, as if she was dumb. ”

"Amanpo." Feng Ling was stunned, and then wondered even more: "What is she doing at this hour?" I was not accompanied by a child. It's also strange to say, the last time I saw it in the Buddha cave, she deliberately avoided the light and didn't teach me to see her face, but when she saw me, she seemed to be frightened......"

Feng Ling muttered to Fu Tanyan, and suddenly she stopped her mouth, staring intently at the figure of Amanpo, and even Fu Tanyan was slightly surprised: I saw that Amanpo with a hat followed the earth cliff to the front of the big Buddha cave of the Suo family, and in a flash, the whole person disappeared into the cave.

Fu Yanyan and Feng Ling glanced at each other, and Feng Ling suddenly turned over and dismounted. Fu Yanyan stopped: "What is this going to do?" ”

"This woman is weird." The wind spirit replied while tying a horse to a poplar tree: "If it is a memorial service, you will not come in the daytime, and you should choose this time?" It will come for the secret that will not be known. The last time she saw me, she described it again, which is really incomprehensible. ”

Fu Yanyan also jumped off the horse and tied his horse, "Don't be reckless, I'll go with you." ”

Feng Ling went out today and dressed quite smartly, and the two of them gathered their strength under their feet, and silently went to a small cave next to the Suojia Buddha Cave, pricking up their ears to listen to the movement.

However, after a while, Amanpo's slightly dragging footsteps sounded, and when she came out again, Feng Ling was taking a clear look at the newborn crescent moon Qinghui that it was the unborn mute mother who was not wrong. When I looked at it from a distance, I saw that she entered empty-handed, and now she came out of the cave, but she held a long thing in her arms, and she hugged it carefully, which was very precious.

She stopped in front of the Suojia Buddha Cave, and after a while, she left step by step, heading towards the north of the cliff.

Most of the Buddha caves opened by decent people in the south of the cliff of the Thousand Buddha Caves, there are some inconspicuous small caves in the north, and some sitting caves for the wandering monks and ascetics to shelter from the wind and the cold. Not knowing what she was going to do to the north, the wind spirit glanced back at Yan Yan and tiptoed to follow.

Away from the south side of the cave there was a long light of light, and as the sky became darker and darker, the road to the north became darker and darker. Feng Ling didn't dare to follow too closely, but Amanpo walked more and more eagerly, as if she often walked this way, familiar with the road.

Suddenly, the figure flickered, and Amanpo disappeared, and I didn't know that I didn't enter the small cave in front of me.

The wind spirit stamped his feet secretly, and sighed heavily in chagrin.

The sigh fell, and suddenly the ground lit up in front of him, and a small cave in front of him rose half-light and half-dark, and a strange and ugly cry came from the cave, whimpering, continuous, sounding extremely painful. (To be continued.) )