Along the way, Yanlu let Han Xuan hold himself, ignoring the pointing and whispering of the people around him, ignoring those who were secretly staring or blatantly looking, he only buried his head quietly in her neck, compared to the too strong sandalwood, or the faint grass fragrance of the people around him made him feel calm and calm.

Especially with such intimate contact, it seems that there is only space between the two of them, so warm and reassuring, watching the scenery on both sides fall in a hurry, and suddenly there is an illusion that the years are quiet and I don't know the time is rising, and you and I are not careful, and you are still by my side.

Because I have a thought in my heart, when I arrived in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Gyeongsan Temple, I only felt that it had only been a moment, and I felt a pity in my heart, but I couldn't help but feel nostalgic for that feeling.

Han Xuan put Yanlu in the wheelchair and carefully put a thin quilt between his legs, the mountain was already a little cooler than the mountain, and he was not spared from cold and disease.

He got up and turned his head and frowned, glanced at the crowd of people around him, thought about it, and then said to the two of Qingzhu Qiuju, who were obviously looking at the two of them: "Okay, these days, I have been detaining you in the house to manage chores, and I am afraid that you have already been idle, and since you have come out today, you can just go and play." ”

Qingzhu Qiuju and the others hurriedly cheered, but before they could run away, they heard her continue: "But you have to bring words and laws, take care of them, and don't let those who don't have long eyes collide with him." ”

"Eh???!!"

"You mean you're not going with us?" Yanlu looked up at her, "Why?" ”

"I don't like it here!" Han Xuan replied confidently, without the slightest weakness.

This made a little novice who was passing by next to him feel annoyed when he saw it: I don't like you, why are you still here? No one is begging you to come, we don't, not even the Buddha! --Suddenly remembering that he had committed an angry vow, he couldn't help but fold his hands and chant Amitabha Buddha continuously.

And this side of the law is also a little annoyed in his heart, he complains that he is not thoughtful, he didn't take into account that Han Xuan would not like the temple, after all, Buddhism is prevalent in the country, from the hundreds of officials in the court to the common people, even the emperor also respects Buddhism, and it is necessary to bathe and fast every national ceremony, and go to the national temple to pray for the blessings of the people.

So now that he can bluntly say that he doesn't like it in front of the temple, Han Xuan is afraid that he is the first person.

"It's me who can't think about it." "Since you don't like it, then we'll change"

Seeing that the faces of the two donors, who were originally very happy, suddenly collapsed, Xiao Shami hurriedly rushed over, "Amitabha, good, good!" Can this benefactor bother to listen to the little monk for a while? ”

Seeing the words and nodding, he continued: "Thinking that there are many unsatisfactory hearts in this world, it is like a boundless sea of suffering, not on the other side, but how many people do not understand the truth, and are still struggling in the red dust and cannot be liberated, only my Buddha is merciful, and I am willing to use my own strength to purify the world, the Dharma is boundless, the relics, Amitabha." ”

"So," the little novice raised his head, holding a very standard smiling face, and the bald head that did not grow a little bit of black hair reflected a circle of bright light under the sunlight, "the seam is fate, donor, don't you go to the hall to worship the Buddha and ask for a sign to report peace?" ”

The corners of Yanlu's mouth twitched, "No, no need, thank you master for your kindness." ”

"That's right." The little novice was not discouraged, and still said very politely with that smiling face: "But I think these two donors seem to have confusion and need to be explained by the Buddha. ”

Qiu Ju and Qingzhu next to them immediately nodded.

"In this way, if the benefactor is not willing to wait here, there is a quiet place in the backyard of the temple where the pilgrims can rest, and there is a quiet and beautiful place, and no one will disturb them."

Yanlu first glanced at Han Xuan, and seeing that her expression was not impatient, she lowered her head and thought for a while before saying, "Then there is Master Lao." ”

"Like Xuan'er said, it's hard to come out, you just have a good time, don't hold yourself because you're worried about us, as long as it's past the time to go back."

"Yes! Thank you, young master, young grandmother/miss, aunt! Qiu Ju and Qingzhu each responded, and then turned around and ran away.

Here Yanlu and Han Xuan were taken by the little novice to the backyard of the temple, he turned around, and suddenly folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, sins and sins, the little monk actually forgot to say the most important thing." ”

Then Yanlu saw that he showed that very standard smile again, and his bald head shone in the sun, "All pilgrims who donate sesame oil money in this temple, in order to thank the donors for their sincerity to my Buddha, can offer an immortal lamp in the temple Changsheng Hall, feel the shade of the Buddha, and be blessed by the Buddha." Therefore, meeting is fate, donor, don't you offer an immortal lamp to bless peace? ”

As he spoke, his two eyes sparkled and stared straight at Yanlu, and those eyes were too hot for the straight to resist. Yanlu twitched the corners of his mouth and sighed that if he had half of this person's skills, why worry about not doing well in business? I couldn't help but reach out and touch my purse.

Suddenly, a person stopped in front of him, blocking the dazzling light. looked up, but saw Han Xuan's cold face, and said impatiently: "Take the money and leave quickly, don't stay here and make a lot of noise." ”

The little novice weighed the weight in his hand with great satisfaction, and obediently left as he said and did not bother the two men anymore.

Han Xuan pushed Yan Lu forward, and after a while, he found a gazebo, he understood her hard work, so he pointed there and said, "Seeing that the sun is also rising, why don't we go there to avoid it?" ”

"It's fine."

Indeed, as the little novice said, here is really quiet and quiet, but the scenery is good, just say that this pavilion, with bluestone to build the foundation, red lacquer painted columns, compared to the front of the golden splendor, here is a little too simple, but the edges are all made of carved bricks, the arch corner hangs the bell, the breeze passes, the bell tinkles, and the bursts of Sanskrit sound coincide, but it shows the sacred solemnity of the Buddhists.

The two who were idle didn't have anything to say for a long time, Han Xuan didn't like to talk too much, and his words were quiet, not to mention that with this person, no matter whether it was instantaneous, he wanted to taste and treasure it, and then slowly reminisce about it in the future, he was reluctant to have a little imperfection to disturb the rare tranquility of this moment.

Therefore, even if there is no word between these two people only the sound of the breeze blowing, but there is no embarrassment, naturally like an old husband and wife who have been together for many years, leisurely, occasionally looking at each other, smiling, between the eyebrows and eyes, there is a gentleness and tacit understanding that only the other party understands.