Mi Deng shook his sore wrist, picked up the pen again, and began to write seriously, and when the heavy carved hollow door was pushed open, he just finished the last stroke. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Slowly raised his head, and saw Mi Tu walking over with a food plate.

"Let's have a bit! I'll write it later. Mitu brought out the soup full of rice soup and placed it on the table.

"Thank you, brother!"

Mi Deng licked his dry and flaky lips, took a big sip from the bowl, he raised his head, and smiled at Mi Tu, who was bathed in the sunlight that came through the window: "Thank you, senior brother......"

As he spoke, he continued to take a sip. The warm rice soup went down to his stomach, and the whole person felt warm, and he lifted his sleeves and touched the water stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, by the way, senior brother, we'll go to Zhuyi Valley together in a few days......"

Mitu nodded, signaling him not to worry.

After a while, Mi Lantern shook his drowsy head, and his eyelids looked like-for-tat enemies, and he was very happy. He felt that he was so sleepy that he couldn't care about Mi Tu's presence, so he hurriedly threw himself on the bed, waved his hand weakly in the direction of Mi Tu, and muttered something in his mouth, but Mi Tu didn't hear it clearly: "Senior brother, I'll sleep first, you ......"

Mi Tu stared at Mi Deng, who had fallen asleep in the past, with a complicated look in his eyes, he walked over slowly, turned over Mi Deng's already strong body with difficulty, helped him take off his monk shoes with gentle movements, supported his head with one hand, and pulled a pillow to put underneath, wanting to make him more comfortable.

Looking at Mi Deng's peaceful sleeping face, Mi Tu was a little in a trance and hesitated.

Can't help it?

Stretched out his hand and touched the top of Mi Deng's head, his movements were the same as always, as if they were still children who could giggle and play unscrupulously back then, and no matter how much trouble they caused, the master was alone.

He smiled bitterly stupidly, it turned out that it was not the master and the junior brother who had changed, it had become himself, he thought he could keep his heart, but he didn't think about it......

He could no longer kneel in front of the statue of Garan Ye with a clear conscience as he did when he was a child. He slowly looked down at his calloused hands, which were stained with blood, good guys, bad guys, and even ...... And the people closest to you......

He thought it was going to be all right, but it turned out to be ......

Mitu raised his head and sneered, his tall body slowly sliding down, leaning his back against the foot of the bed, covering his face with his hands and letting out a low sob.

"Have you figured it out?" The woman dressed in Miao costume looked back at Mi Tu with an inexplicable expression behind her.

The crisp sound came into his ears, and Mi Tu came back to his senses, staring at Mi Deng lying on the ice bed with reluctance, his slender fingers covered with thin calluses clenched, and his green tendons burst out. After a long time, his Adam's apple rolled, his mouth opened, and he struggled to spit out one word: "Uh-huh......"

The woman glanced at Mi Tu meaningfully, sighed slowly, and there was a little pity in her eyes: "After seven days, he will never wake up again." ”

Mi Tu took a few steps back, hiding his whole body in the shadows, and the tears that swirled in his eyes could no longer hold back, slowly sliding down his angular cheeks and finally dripping onto the dirt.

When Mi Deng woke up, he found himself sitting on an old train, there were only a few people in the whole carriage, they were dressed strangely, their body movements were stiff, and their faces were covered with thick rouge, and he frowned in confusion, and stepped forward to inquire suspiciously, but no one paid attention.

In this way, he went round and round for decades.

In 1953, it had been eight years since the unconditional surrender of the Japanese emperor.

The halo of the morning light has just exerted its charm, and the crystal clear dew has just been put on duty, and the mitu in his robe visits all over the temple, arranging various things for the day, and this young abbot, with his steady and mature style of doing things, is quite loved by the monks.

"Abbot...... Abbot, there are a few businessmen outside the door who ask to see him, saying that he has something important to discuss with the abbot. ”

"What merchant ......?"

"I don't know, they didn't say anything."

"Let's go see ......?"

Mi Tu stood on the steps, staring at the few men in suits below, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a sneer pulled out from the corner of his mouth, Japanese? Hmph, I was thinking about the purpose of this group of people.

He paced down, pretending not to know anything, with a soft smile on his face: "Donor, I don't know why several donors came to Famen Temple?" ”

A few people followed suit and learned to give gifts like Mitu, but they did not do anything like that.

"I really have something to discuss with the abbot, can I borrow one to speak?" These calves are quite good in Chinese. Holding back his anger, Mitu stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, not ignoring their gestures to each other.

The Japanese held the teacup under the wing of his nose, sniffed it gently, and complimented him with a smile: "The abbot's tea brewing is incomparable!" ”

"Really? We have a vast land and abundant resources, and there are not a few capable people. Mi Tu deliberately aggravated his tone, raised his eyelids, and saw that they looked embarrassed, he took a sip of tea, and suddenly the fragrance in his mouth overflowed, and even between his teeth there was a faint taste.

He was silent for a moment, pouted and smiled lightly, and continued in a light tone: "What's more, haven't you heard 'there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people'? ”

The atmosphere around seemed a little weird, the Japanese forced a smile, and everyone in the audience knew it, but no one opened their mouths to break this conclusion.

The Japanese speculated in their hearts whether this was a warning given to them by the young abbot in front of them, and it seemed that the other party should not be underestimated.

After a while, Mi Tu got up and ended the sad conversation.

"The meditation room has been prepared for Mr., Mr. is tired from the journey, so let's take a rest first!"

Looking at their distant backs, the little monk behind him asked puzzledly, "Abbot, who are they?" So mysterious. ”

"Japanese ......" Mi Tu snorted coldly, those carving insect skills are still delusional to get by? I really think I'm a vegetarian! Thinking of this, Mi Tu tilted his head slightly and ordered, "Send someone to keep an eye on those people." ”

"Yes......"

"Oh no...... Oh no...... Abbot ......"

Mi Tu slept in a daze, and when he heard the panicked footsteps and eager knocking on the door, he was clever, and sat up with the quilt at once, wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, and realized that there were indeed people outside the door.

He hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"What's wrong?"

The little monk saw that the abbot had finally opened the door, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. The finger pointing to the northwest direction couldn't help but tremble slightly, and stammered: "Abbot, there is a **** in front of the tower." ”

Mi Tu was shocked and couldn't help but shout: "Who is it?" ”

"Yes...... Be...... Be...... Old abbot. ”

Mi Tu didn't even listen to the last one, he just ran away, no, the master won't die......

There was a smell of burning in the air, and Mi Tu stared straight at the blackened corpse in front of him, unable to see anything clearly, his legs were weak, and he fell to his knees at once, he threw himself over, held it in his arms, and cried like a child. He gently stroked the face that was no longer visible, and said in a soft voice: "Master, don't be afraid, no one will harm you in the future, and there will be no more pain." ”

The crazy look is terrifying.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the captured Japanese, his eyes were scarlet, his eyes were cold, and he was hateful.

It is said that no one saw the Japanese walking out of the gate of Famen Temple, and they were all quietly discussing in private, and the abbot did not agree to cooperate with them, so he quietly walked away with his tail between his legs.