Chapter Seventy-Eight

On the way back, the carriage was unusually quiet.

Compared with the excitement and anticipation, there was an unsettling and strange atmosphere in the carriage at this time, which inexplicably made people a little anxious and uncomfortable.

I don't know how many times this feeling has arisen, Yanlu sighed, and looked at Qingzhu, who seemed a little restless since he got into the carriage, "Qingzhu? ”

"Yes, young master?"

"Eh, that" Yanlu's cheeks were slightly red, and he reminded quietly: "If you have anything inconvenient, we can stop for a while, and it's not too late to leave when you solve it." ”

Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and when he understood the meaning of the law, he instantly blushed. He glanced at the curtain quickly, and didn't know if he could hear it outside, "No, no, young master, I'm not just because I want that."

"And what's wrong with you?" Yanlu asked with concern, "Since you left the temple, you have been uneasy, if you have any thoughts, you can also talk to me and see if I can help?" ”

Yanlu saw that he was a little embarrassed on his face, afraid that there was something unspeakable, according to the usual he would never ask anything, but he knew that he always loved to think crankily, either scared himself, or accidentally got into a dead end, in short, he was the unlucky one in the end, and it was the first time he saw him so flustered and anxious, so many years of friendship made it impossible for him to just ignore it.

I also saw that although he refused to speak, he kept holding a brocade bag in his hand, a big red fabric, embroidered with the word 'peace' with gold thread, and a circle of small 'swastika' characters embroidered around it, which should be a peace charm that he had just asked for from the temple.

Thinking that he had heard him say that he was going up the mountain to worship the Buddha and ask for a signature, yes, Yanlu guessed after a little thought: "But what bad sign did you ask?" ”

"No, what I'm asking for is to sign up, and the elder who released the sign said that I am a full house of children and grandchildren, and I am dying in the end, and I am rich and noble!" I don't know what I thought, Qingzhu's originally radiant face full of ostentation suddenly collapsed, like the day ushered in the night, dark and uneasy. "Now, young master, you said that this signature is actually inaccurate, right? After all, a person's life is so long, where can a few sentences summarize the conclusion, right? ”

This should have been a happy thing to ask for a signature, but why is this person so sad? Rao is smart words didn't react for a while, but looking at Qingzhu's face that seemed to be his next words were a life-saving straw and could save himself from crossing the sea of suffering, he felt a lot of pressure, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know how to say words to appease this person.

"This one, green bamboo"

"Yes, young master! Asking for a signature is not credible, right? You can't believe it at all, can you? ”

"Amount"

Yanlu's mood is very complicated, this is the first time he has been blocked by his own little guy and can't say a word.

"Okay, stupid, don't embarrass your uncle." Qiu Ju, who was driving outside, suddenly lifted the curtain and said, "I really can't stand you, it's just a sign, what's the big deal, where is it worth you to keep in your heart, stupid, look good!" ”

Qingzhu pursed her lips aggrievedly, but it was rare that she didn't reply to quarrel with her.

Han Xuan on the side saw it and frowned, "What are you talking about?" ”

Qiu Ju tilted her head and thought for a while, "Well, it seems to be 'people's flowers are all in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom' or something." The bald monk said that I was born at the wrong time, and the world could not tolerate it, as if my life was short or something, in short, I said that I was so miserable. Qingzhu on the side screamed and asked her to hurry up and babble three times, but she rolled her eyes and ignored it.

"How does this sign sound familiar?" Yanlu's heart tightened, and when he turned around, he saw Han Xuan touching his chin and looking pensive, but after a while, his left hand knocked on his right hand, "Oh, I remembered!" ”

Yanlu asked, "What?" ”

"That's the sign, when the aristocracy gives birth to a child, don't they always invite some so-called respected outsiders to give the approval of the fate? The old man of my family thought it was interesting, and he also invited the old abbot of Qingshan Temple to give me a word of criticism, I remember that the old bald head saw me again at the first glance and his expression changed, as if he saw a ghost, and he read a lot of words, one of which was the poem that Qiu Ju said just now, and the meaning was similar to hers, vague, and I can't remember it clearly. ”

Compared with Yan Lu's increasingly ugly face, Han Xuan's expression was relaxed, as if she was telling a joke, and in the end, she pursed her lips disdainfully and sneered, "I heard that the emperor has also got such a fate, it's funny, everyone in this world is different, where are there so many coincidences, and the lives of the three of us are the same?" It can be seen that this group of bald donkeys can't think of any other way to coax people. ”

"Moreover, he said that we have a short life, but the empress is already forty years old and still alive, so it can be seen that this is also nonsense." She remembered the little novice she had seen before, and became more and more sure of what she was thinking, "Anyway, these pretending to be ghosts are all cheating sesame oil money, in short, I don't believe what he says, don't believe it, don't believe it, save yourself from thinking in vain." ”

"That's it!" Qiu Ju responded in agreement, took one last look at Qingzhu, who was still stunned there, put down the curtain and retreated.

Qingzhu pursed his lips, still feeling a little uneasy in his heart, he thought about it, got up and retreated.

The car was quiet again for a while, and Han Xuan, who had consciously solved a matter, wanted to close his eyes and take a nap, when suddenly his hands tightened, and when he opened his eyes, he only saw the top of his black hair.

Well, it's really much better looking than a bald head, at least it doesn't blink your eyes.

She thought so wildly in her heart, but she also sensed that something was wrong with the people around her, as if she was uneasy and afraid of something.

"When?" He lowered his head, his voice so soft that he could barely hear it, "When did the abbot say?" ”

A headless sentence, Yanlu secretly resented in his heart, but he didn't want to repeat it again, as if, if he really said it, he would admit it, and his life would not last long.

But Han Xuan still understood, she said: "I don't remember clearly, he seems to say that I won't live to be twenty-two years old." ”

Yanlu suddenly felt a pain in his heart, his Xuan'er is twenty-one this year, and his birthday is in the cold winter wax moon, that is, it is only five months.

Han Xuan frowned, Yanlu held her hand, and used all her strength to make her feel as if she heard the bones moving, but the point was not here.

The person in front of him hung his head and arched his back, as if something was pressing on his body, he couldn't bear it, and it was crushing him little by little, as if the anger in his body had been sucked away little by little

- It's terrible!

"Hey!" As soon as she lifted the person up, she clamped his chin with one hand so that he couldn't dodge anything, and looked straight into the eyes without any focus, "You showed Lao Tzu clearly, who is in front of you?" ”

With an angry roar, Yanlu's head was a little foggy, but he regained a little sobriety, "Xuan'er? ”

"That's right, Lao Tzu is here, so why did you show that dejected expression like someone died so early? Listen! Those bald donkeys are all nonsense to cheat sesame oil money, if you believe you, you are a fool, I am blessed with a great life and an absolute long life! ”

"Didn't you say that you want to grow old together? Promised! So"

"I'm not going to die so lightly, you know?"

"Yes."

Yan Lu obediently responded, but he also secretly swore in his heart - when he embraced this person into his arms, no one could take her away, if she didn't obey, people would block and kill, and Buddha would block and destroy Buddha.

At this time, the two oil lamps in the Changsheng Hall of Qingshan Temple suddenly moved without wind, and after a slight sway, the original flame suddenly burned even higher, as if it was a surviving life, and it was self-improving.