Chapter 156: The Bell Chime of the Mountain Temple [3]
Zhu Yan sat by the stream for a while, Yue Wei's nosebleed really stopped, only a little face was still a little pale, Xingye quickly wet the handkerchief to wipe the blood for him, and leaned around him to ask about the disease.
The little girl Yuexiu was very interested in Zhu Yan's medical skills, and came to her side to ask long and short questions, but because of the language barrier, her face was full of sweat.
Never saw that Zhu Yan was entangled, and ordered Twenty-four in a low voice, "You go over and ask what the little girl is talking about." β
Twenty-four was stunned, he grew up in Lingnan since he was a child, although he couldn't speak the dialect in this area, but simple communication was indeed no problem, let him go to chat with a little girl...... It's weird, right? But after thinking about it, in order to be able to change Xiang's image in Zhu Yan's heart, what is it to say a few words?
Helplessly, Zhu Yan saw him rolling up his sleeves, stepped forward with a stern face, remembered the previous incident, and his face was full of vigilance, and he pushed the child away a little.
"Ahem, Miss Zhu, I'll talk to this little girl." Twenty-four was a little embarrassed, and there was an embarrassed smile in his originally cold eyes, which looked cute.
"You know the language here?" Zhu Yan reacted to his intentions, then pursed his lips and smiled, patted Yuexiu's shoulder with relief, and gently pushed her forward, although he knew that she couldn't understand what he was saying, he still encouraged her softly, "Go and tell this big brother what you want to say, okay?" β
Yuexiu nodded as if she didn't understand, looked up at Twenty-four, seemed to sense the perverse aura on him, and hesitated whether to move forward.
Zhu Yan watched with interest as Twenty-four was extremely embarrassed and clumsily squatting in front of Yuexiu, trying his best to make a gentle and credible appearance. It's really funny, the sunlight in the mountains and forests leaks around them, swaying with the mountain wind. If you just look at it from a distance, it is also a harmonious picture.
Xingye asked about Yue Wei's symptoms, this child did not have a nosebleed in the past, but a few days ago he was hot with the wind, and today he came to the mountain stream with his sister Yuexiu to herd cattle, as for swimming, because early summer has just arrived. He has not been in the water this year, and he has no habit of sleeping in the wild, so it is unlikely that he will encounter a locust.
Zhu Yan listened. It is estimated that the cause of the fever is before the child, although the child's immunity is not stronger than that of the adult, but because of the vigorous metabolism, the recovery ability is excellent. Therefore, the previous heat poison may not have been cleaned up. He appeared to be cured in advance. The parents thought that he was really cured, so they let him go out, but in the sweltering heat of the mountains in early summer, the residual heat poison was hooked, and he was immediately forced to bleed, which caused the bleeding to continue. The tip of his tongue was slightly broken, thinking that his heart was still a little strong.
"Take a few of these pills. The illness will be fine, so take a little more rest these days. Zhu Yan took out the bag containing the medicine bottle from his sleeve, picked a small celadon bottle and handed it to Yue Wei, patted his little head, "Nosebleeds are just a minor illness, they won't die, don't cry next time." β
Xingye translated Zhu Yan's words one by one, and Yue Wei's expression gradually changed from surprise and shame at the beginning to extremely admiration, blinking at Zhu Yan and muttering softly.
Xingye "poofed" and smiled, laughing so much that she couldn't straighten up, and it was easy to laugh enough, so she pulled Zhu Yan and bit her ear, "Miss, this little brother, said that you must be a fairy, and he will marry you as a wife when he grows up in the future!" β
Zhu Yan couldn't help but chuckle, children always have such naΓ―ve thoughts.
"What is so happy?" I never saw them laughing happily, but Yue Wei's child looked innocent and dazed, and he couldn't bear to leave him there.
"It's just a fairy tale." Zhu Yan came back to his senses, and also found that he had snubbed Yue Wei, smiled apologetically at him, and comforted him in a low voice, "Although the little brother has such kindness, when you grow up, my sister will be old, and I can't be your wife." β
Xingye was translating Zhu Yan's words to tell the child, Yue Wei replied, which made her laugh again, and buried in Zhu Yan's shoulder, she couldn't straighten out, "Miss, Ah Wei said that you are a fairy in the sky and will not grow old." β
"Everything in the world, nothing is immortal and immortal, even if it is a fairy, I'm afraid it will be old, right?" Zhu Yan smiled with a smile, who doesn't want to be immortal, but that's just a good wish after all.
Although Yue Wei couldn't understand her words, he understood her sad expression, nodded as if he didn't understand, buried his head and didn't say anything.
After coaxing Yuexiu on the twenty-fourth, she moved over with a sweaty head, "Miss Zhu, Miss Yue said that she and her brother live near Liuhua Temple, and they hope to go back with us." β
"That's fine." Zhu Yan readily agreed, "It's strange that two such young children are worried in the mountains. β
ββ¦β¦ Children of ordinary families are not too young at this age. Never shook his head slightly.
Along the way, Xingye always chatted with the two children of the Yue family, and the road to Liuhua Temple seemed to have become a lot shorter.
When you reach the flat part of the mountainside, the smooth path of the red soil divides into a branch road that is only an arm's width apart.
"Miss Zhu, this is Liuhua Temple." Twenty-four is very dedicated to acting as a "tour guide" to guide the way, and after speaking, he is a little self-deprecating, he was born to be trained as a tool to kill, I'm afraid that the words he has said in half his life don't add up to as much as today, right? For the sake of his son-in-law, he has really worked hard, and he just wants Zhu Yan to be able to comprehend.
Zhu Yan looked along the narrow path, the winding road was hidden among the lush grass and trees, if there was no guide, I was afraid that I might not care about this small fork in the road, I didn't think that Liuhua Temple was so lonely, looked back at the two children, and asked Xingye gently, "Their home also enters from this road?" β
Xingye nodded, looked down and listened to Yuexiu muttering a few words, raised her head and chuckled, "Ah Xiu said that the scenery inside is good, Miss go in and take a look." β
Stretched out to the grass and trees for a while, the red soil is mixed with a lot of colorful pebbles, paved into a smooth stone road, the surrounding shrubs fade away, the stone road is full of herbaceous flowers on both sides, Zhu Yan grass and grass identified, there are rich blue delphinium, small and lovely philodymic grass, as well as the purple white mixed three-color swirling flowers, looking into the distance, the ground is still like containing a layer of light purple mist, beautiful like a dream, should be planted with the evening fog.
"It's so beautiful here! No wonder it's called Ryukaji! Xingye's eyes widened in surprise, and she was reluctant to blink for a long time, holding Zhu Yan's arm and admiring, "Miss, this is not a dream, there is such a beautiful place in the world!" It's not a dream, is it? Xingye is worried that in the blink of an eye, these will be gone! β
"Silly girl, it's not a dream." Zhu Yan gently tapped the corner of her forehead, this girl is really a little girl.
"The bones of Concubine Xian are buried here." Twenty-four spoke very softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the soul that was sleeping here.
Xingye shuddered slightly, Liuhua Temple is slightly famous in the local area, but it is not a place to worship Buddha, although she has heard the name of Liuhua Temple before, but she has never been there, and she has not heard that Liuhua Temple is still buried with the remains of a person.
The brothers and sisters of the Yue family wanted to go home first, and after thanking Zhu Yan and saying goodbye, they went to the mountain col along a fork in the road.
At the end of the pebble road is a sea of colorful flowers, and royal blue butterflies pass through the fragrant air from time to time, and the lingering and bright scenery makes people want to look like this forever.
The small temple is on the other side of the sea of flowers, the walls are not painted yellow as usual, but clean white, although some yellowing because of the wind and rain, but the overall still gives people a feeling of fine dust, the tiles are quiet blue-black, and the white wall is quiet. In the low courtyard wall, there is also a nine-story hexagonal tower, and each eaves is hung with a big red auspicious knot, which seems to be a bird with wings ready to fly under the blue sky.
Beyond the sea of flowers, outside the quietly deserted courtyard gate, a white-haired old monk sat quietly on a futon among the grass, sitting in meditation with his eyes closed.
"Master of Void Law." Twenty-four stepped forward and called him in a low voice, bent slightly and waited.
The old monk Kongfa opened his eyes slowly, his gaze swept over everyone, and he stopped on Zhu Yan for a while, as if he was a little surprised, and then returned to flatness, and the old man's voice was as thick as the bell that had just sounded the mountain forest, "Except for those who are related to the virtuous concubine, no one else can enter the Liuhua Temple, and the little girl with hairpins on her hairpin, you can't go in." β
Xingye was stunned, realizing that he was talking about himself, and flattened his mouth, "Why can't I go in?!" I don't know about this son, but I know that our young lady is definitely not the descendant of the virtuous concubine you said, why can't I be the only one who can't go in? β
There was a complicated look in Kongfa's eyes, and he slowly stood up, and walked into the temple without answering a word.
"What...... What do you mean?! Xingye was so angry by his attitude that she couldn't say anything.
Zhu Yan remembered that the portrait of himself and Concubine Xiang was very similar, and there were the words of the old monk, so he had a slight guess in his heart, and saw Xingye complaining on the side, and comforted him softly, "Xingye, you are obedient, wait for me outside for a while, and we will come out in just a while." β
Xingye pouted her small mouth, and she didn't know if there was anything strange about this Liuhua Temple, so she was really not at ease to let Zhu Yantong and these two ill-intentioned people in.
"Liuhua Temple is more solemn than Xiang's ancestral hall, so you can't let a large number of people enter, please forgive Miss Xingye." Never come forward to salute, and the gentle voice makes it difficult to refuse.
Zhu Yan usually sees him with a relaxed appearance, but he has never seen him so polite and polite, his heart is more and more solemn, and his eyes look deeply at the scenery in the temple.
Xingye had nothing to say, pouting and muffled, although the boss was still unhappy in his heart, but a handsome boy pulled down his face to explain to himself, he was really embarrassed not to follow, and walked to the sea of flowers with a full stomach and threw flowers and plants.
"Ignore her, it'll be fine for a while." Zhu Yan chuckled helplessly, "Let's go in." (To be continued......)