Later that day, Jingyun went to the dojo with the crowd. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhen they walked out of the nunnery, the Taoist who had no idea was also gathering a crowd to climb the stairs, and I heard that the sisters-in-law of Shuiyueguan were also going to the plum house, so they politely let them go, and asked the sisters-in-law to go first.

The sisters-in-law put their palms together and bowed their heads and walked past the unthinkable team, and between the two times, they had to peek at each other. But I heard a clear voice on the mountain road: "Master, slow down!" ”

All the nuns couldn't help but raise their eyes to look at him, such a neat young scholar, wearing two scarves and green robes, with crooked eyes and mouths, always with a smile on his face, and his eyes were so black, like ink. The rain was thin, he didn't bring rain gear, his clothes were wet, and Cao Yi really came out of the water, and Wu took the wind, like a person in a painting.

It is Yu Peiyu, a spiritual cultivator who lives in Wuxian and is going to this young people's competition, a well-known talent. There is also an extraordinary Tang Gongzi in Kyoto, who heard that Yu Peiyu went to the exam, and he was so frightened that he closed the door and studied hard to prepare for the exam.

Jingyun's heartbeat suddenly became unbalanced.

She and him, is met, just two days ago, she in the mountains to draw water, see the spring side of the falling acacia, green tung leaves, clean and elegant, compared to the falling flowers to have a lovely, can't help but hold the words on the ground, her newly learned Zen poem, "line to see the flowing water sit and watch the clouds" this sentence, build to the word "cloud", the wind rises, a place of fallen leaves are rolled away. Jingyun let out a pity "ah", looking at the place where the fallen leaves went, a delicate yellow and light brown color, but it fell on the azure robe.

It was Yu Peiyu, who came to this spring, and saw a little girl, dressed in a tie robe, but her green sideburns were exposed under the hat, and she was actually practicing with hair, and her fingertips were pink girl's true colors. She laid a word, he read a sentence, and the wind suddenly blew up, blowing up the fallen leaves that she had just settled, and hitting his eyes, and when he looked back, she was gone.

Jingyun fled.

Yu Peiyu lowered her head and saw that there was a search on the ground, a thin belt woven with cotton yarn, which was a garter belt.

At that time, whether it is a spiritual cultivator at home, a monk, or a beggar or a high-ranking official, you must wear socks on your feet, the workmanship may be different, but the way of wearing them is the same, after you reach the feet, the ankles must be tied, otherwise they will slide down and slide all the way to the bottom of the soles of the feet. Those with high spiritual power are directly bound with spiritual power. Ordinary people tied it with a strap.

Jingyun is also an ordinary person. She used a garter belt.

Yu Peiyu saw the belt on the ground, snow-white and clean, embroidered with plain plum blossoms, and recognized it as a garter belt, guessing that Jingyun was without this thing, and it was difficult to walk, and he was about to come back to find it. If the daughter's family came back to look for the private things under the skirt, if he was beside him, he would be embarrassed, and when he was about to go away, and he was afraid that the wind would blow the garter belt away, and she had nowhere to find it, wouldn't it be more difficult, so she picked up the garter belt and tied it firmly to the branch, so that she would not be blown by the wind, and feared that she would not see it, so she tied it higher, and then tied a knot, and thought, "I am taller than her, and where I can reach her, she cannot reach her." Then he untied it again, and hit it on the low branch, and was about to go away, but he thought, "If she comes to take it, forget it, and if she doesn't come, and some idler comes and takes it, won't it be another mess?" So he waited by the side, saw Jingyun coming, avoided it, turned his back to her, and said far behind the tree: "I watch, no one is coming." You can rest assured! ”

Jingyun was ashamed and annoyed, and secretly thought: You are not human? hurriedly tied back his socks under the robe, looked at Yu Peiyu's back, never turned around, but admired it, couldn't help but let out a laugh, and hurriedly walked away.

Yu Peiyu heard that laughter, and knew that the girl had cleaned up, and she was relieved. Suddenly, "oops" paused, annoyed that he didn't have a chance to look at her face.

Now that the two met again, Jingyun was so frightened that she lowered her umbrella and covered her face, just afraid that he was coming to her. Although she really had no reason to put gold on her face like this, she ...... What if?

What if?!

Heartbeat, one step heavier, one step lighter, looking forward to a sound, afraid of a sound.

Yu Peiyu walked past one nun after another, and also walked past Jingyun, and her footsteps stopped slightly. What scent did he smell?

These days, for some reason, he is particularly sensitive to fragrance, about the sandalwood in Tianxiang Temple, which touched his Su Hui?

He walked up to the abbot of Tianxiang Temple and raised his hand to salute: "Master! I'm sorry, I'm here to stop you. Xiaosheng has something to ask you. ”

With such a bright smile in his bright eyes, it would be difficult for anyone to refuse any request.

The abbot of Tianxiang Temple said: "Donor, please speak." ”

"I saw a little bird." Yu Peiyu is like a child, and she talks and gestures, with a touching childishness, "It's so small, the whole body is cyan, and the feathers are as thin as transparent ice." Master, the bottom of the pane of your meditation room is closed, and the top is not closed, it wants to hide from the rain, and it jumps in, but it can't find a way out, so it just crashes east and west. I was afraid that it would hurt me, and I couldn't climb into that pane, so I begged the master to give me the key to the door, and I went to rescue it. ”

The big exam is coming, and he is willing to put such a thought into it for a little bird! It is said that Yu Caizi is free and easy, but this is too free.

Jingyun frowned, only felt that something was wrong, and couldn't say it for a while, his eyes raised, and he was facing Yu Peiyu.

Yu Peiyu had already remembered that the fragrance on Jingyun's body was light and eternal, and it should be the fragrance of tea. On that day, the little nun used fallen leaves to build poems, and the wind blew, and there was also such a tea fragrance. He cast his gaze, just as Jingyun looked up, his eyes met, his eyes brightened, and his smile softened.

Jingyun's face was red, and he buried himself deep in the umbrella.

She visited the plum house after more than ten years of absence.

The walls weren't as tall as they had been remembered, but they were still heavy. There are many more Mei clan relatives in the courtyard, not to mention that Jingyun has never seen them, and many of the old servants in the Mei Mansion have never seen them. They are like vultures, coming for the news of the murder, hoping for a piece of the pie.

The monks and monks do prayers in the main hall, and the sisters-in-law are in the small courtyard at the back. Jingyun met her only sibling, her sister Huayun.

Hua Yun is a full five years older than Jingyun, and his eyebrows are similar to Jingyun's, they are all willow eyebrows, autumn eyes, and his face is richer than Jingyun's, and he is a face like a spring moon.

The new abbot of Shuiyue Guan, with an eagerness that did not match the monks, stared at Mei Huayun closely, hoping that she would immediately come up and recognize her sisters and talk about how to send Fu Jingyun. Hua Yun never came. Jingyun looked at several old people in the clan, and kept her around as if she was coercing, and couldn't help but secretly worry about Hua Yun.

Mei Yuanwai is like the second daughter, and don't mention him, Hua Yun is good to his sister, and he will come to see his sister when he has the opportunity, and he can't stay for a long time, but Jingyun has already thought: Born with such similar eyebrows and eyes, willing to work hard and troublesome, and come to see you from time to time, you feel that in this world, you are not completely lonely, and there is a thin thread holding you.

Hua Yun went to the front to hold filial piety and never came back. The water moon temple was almost finished, and finally someone invited Jingyun to go out, and it took about a pillar of incense to come back. Dinghui and the others are already packing up their magic weapons. The new abbot pulled Jingyun aside and asked, "How is it?" ”

Jingyun said: "I set up another small hall and asked me to worship my father." ”

The new abbot stumbled: "How is this good? I won't let you go to the main hall, and I won't let you recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors! You should break into the main hall too! ”

is willing to use such a big liver fire, in addition to financial considerations, there is also some real friendship in it. Jingyun felt grateful in her heart, and only said in her mouth: "It's a big deal, ask the abbot to cut my hair for me." I am a serious monk, I concentrate on my practice, and I don't know if I will grow spiritually in the future. ”

"Nonsense! A good family business, why not? The new abbot took a breath and said, "Go back and reason again." ”

The days in the mountains are slowly prolonged, and Jingyun still gets up early to draw water, but he sees a green paulownia leaf floating on the surface of the spring, and beautiful and hot poems are engraved with needles on it. Which pair of secret lovers, so careless? Let people see that it is always not beautiful to arrange some anecdotes for Buddhism. Jingyun picked up this leaf, didn't dare to put it on his body, waited to be buried in the ground, and couldn't bear it, looking at the green tung tree that was growing beautifully on the cliff, he had an idea, leaned over and threw this leaf out, hiding it in thousands of leaves, and no one could see it. When the autumn day is like a day, all the leaves have fallen, and this leaf will fall into the deep valley with thousands of brothers and sisters, so that it will not be lonely.

On the second day, there was an incident, the new abbot said that he had lost something important, gathered all the people of the nunnery, searched it, and finally did not say that he had lost anything. Jingyun didn't go to draw spring water. A little junior sister went there and came back, and Jingyun asked, "Did you see anything?" The little junior sister asked rhetorically: "What do you see?" Jingyun was silent, thinking that she was too careful.

On the third day, Jingyun went to draw water again, but saw a green tung leaf, quietly floating on the surface of the spring. She picked it up and saw that it was written: I haven't seen you for a day, like three autumns. Jing Nu Qishu...... Covered with tea.

It dawned on her that it was for her. It's him.

The whole mountain counts this spring is the best to make tea. When and in which direction the spring water is drawn, and there is a particular one, Jingyun comes in person, and does not want to fake his hands to others. And he is also good at understanding tea and what kind of water is good, so he met Jingyun by this spring, and knew that she was also a fellow practitioner, so he came here every day to guard her.

She still held the leaf with her fingertips, trembling, not daring to loosen, not daring to put it, not daring to approach, not daring to look, glancing out of the corner of her eye, seeing behind the tree, the green robe is like a blue sky, and at the place of the fingers, there is a song of stone and orchid. The sound of the qin says: The distance of the blue grass is now overgrown with weeds, so it makes the knower sentimental.

Jingyun got up, staggered, and fled as if leaving.

She received a message from Hua Yun. The elder of the Mei clan, after all, chose a man from the same clan and succeeded to the name of Mei Yuanwai. Hua Yun, as a junior woman, cannot be disputed.

Jingyun went back to the house, didn't tell anyone, sorted out his things, took out the rhombic glasses and looked, the girl with the small face in the mirror, her eyes were soft, as if she was dreaming. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )