"Master, are you leaving? I hope not to shirk my little caution. ”

A three-inch tall golden Buddha statue stands in the palm of Yin Suwen's palm, and the simple and lovely Maitreya Buddha is made of pure gold. Regardless of the material of gold, just looking at the lifelike carving will show that it is worth a lot.

She was grateful that Xinche had come to pray for her mother, and that she had left in a hurry before, and that she had not yet returned the life-saving grace, and that she was anxious to express herself when she saw that he was leaving again. But he only brought a few taels of fine silver with him, and there were no other precious things, so he had to take out the pure gold Buddha statue in a hurry. Zhang Shaoqing has given a lot of treasures recently, all of which have been returned by Yin Suwen, and only this small Buddha statue is kept with him.

She held the statue up with both hands and looked at her heart with a reverent expression, as if this was not a gift but a sacrifice. The golden light refracted by the Buddha statue and the light of Xinche's white clothes complemented each other, making Yin Suwen suddenly have a strong feeling - such a holy treasure should belong to a person like Xinche.

"People in Buddhism don't accept yellow and white things, and the donor's kindness is understood by the poor monks."

The gift was gently pushed back, and Yin Suwen felt a trace of loss in his heart.

"People in Buddhism also have to eat and live, not to mention that there are often monks and monks who come to rejoice."

"The path of Buddhism is very wide, and everyone has their own way of cultivating. Other people don't care how poor the monks are, but the monks of Yunju Temple are different. ”

He patiently explained his Buddha and Tao to this sometimes mature and sometimes naïve girl, and when he saw that she seemed to have realized something, he was about to bow and say goodbye, but when he turned around, he was grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

"Master Xinche is a master of Taoism, I wonder if I can help Su Wen solve a matter on his mind?"

"I don't know what the donor is worried about?"

"People live alone in the world, life and death have their own destiny, but I don't know if there is really an underworld afterlife? If so, what Su Wen wants to know most is whether his mother is okay in another place. ＂

She misses her mother, her eyes are even redder, and her pitiful appearance makes people feel pity.

"Amitabha. The six realms of reincarnation all have a fixed law, and they have the merit of releasing life, and they can eventually pull out their spirit and make them suffer. Yin Shizhu and Lingtang are both good people, with the virtue of mother's kindness and filial piety inside, and the kindness of offering incense outside. If it is the wish of the donor's heart, there must be in the past life and the next life. ”

What he said, Yin Suwen must have believed it, and he could finally feel at ease, but there was a look of loss on his face.

"Western Heaven Bliss, it must be a far away place, mother, will she still remember me?"

"If it's a deep fate, Sansheng III will also remember it."

Xin Che looked at the sky from afar, and his words were very affirmative. This is not an empty word to comfort anyone, and he has been so convinced for many years. The Buddha talks about the fate of the law, and he never forgets it, and there must be a whole thing, which is true for people and Buddhas.

"This bead is used when praying for a requiem, even if it can't help the donor and the old lady to continue the mother-daughter relationship in this life, but it has been blessed by the ancestors, quite the power of the soul, and I want to comfort the donor's feelings of mother."

Abandoned outside the temple gate when he was born and never met his biological parents, "mother" was too distant and unrealistic for him. He had also longed and looked forward to it, and then these longings and expectations disappeared with the cycle of disappointment and hopelessness. He thought that he had long been as invulnerable as the eighteen Vajra Arhats, but in Yin Suwen's eyes, he found that those things he thought had long since dissipated were just covered up by years of cultivation and restraint.

There was finally a relieved smile on her face, and the moment the beads were in hand, there was really a rare sense of familiarity, and she was full of joy and emotion, but she was speechless for a while, and there was a little more gratitude in her eyes when she looked at Xinche - since they met, it seemed that they always owed him too much.

"Thank you, thank you!"

She muttered, as if she was thanking the bracelet, and as if she was thanking her heart.

"The donor doesn't need to say thank you, the poor monk just came with fate, just to repay a wish for the old lady and the Yin donor."

went to the usual calm and calm, and there was a little more gentle smile on Xinche's face. He is only a few years older than Yin Suwenxu, but he always feels that the other party is like a cute child, inexplicably kind, and even smiles a little more, but he didn't notice it himself.

"Master, I'm ······"

"What else is there to wonder about the benefactor?"

"I'm getting married next month!"

Yin Suwen didn't know why she suddenly blurted out this important decision to Xinche, especially when she didn't want to make it public. Maybe she wants a blessing, or maybe she just wants to get a positive approval, so that her heart can confirm it for the last time: she will not regret this decision.

Her face was slightly red, her hand was rubbing the warm beads over and over again, and she kept her head down and didn't look at Xinche, it should have been good news, but how to tell him it seemed to have become an impulsive mistake.

"On the first day of the first month of next month, Zhang's mansion will hold a banquet, and if the master has time, he hopes to come to watch the ceremony, so that Su Wen will have the opportunity to enjoy the friendship of the landlord."

Yin Su asked if his question would be too abrupt, and he didn't know if he would be willing to attend his wedding banquet. Quietly looked at Xinche, saw that his expression seemed to move and calm for a moment, and finally quietly added, "There will be a grand fireworks show." ”

I remember that in the cave a month ago, I mentioned to him the beautiful scenery of the flowers and thousands of trees, the grand fireworks, and the first thing Yin Suwen thought of was to share it with him.

Setting the marriage contract with Zhang Shaoqing was done by himself, it was the hope of his heart, but in the end it was more like a righteous move, Master Yin would definitely not agree to participate and his mother was no longer there, this should have been a grand and vigorous wedding banquet, except for Nanzhu, Yin Suwen felt that there was no one who could participate. The moment she saw her heart, the rare kindness and warmth, silently, really made her regard this kind-hearted monk as a person who could be approached. She was so desperate that Xinche could come to her wedding banquet, hoping that the other party would know that she was doing well.

"Amitabha, congratulations to the donor, good things are coming. Poor monks live in the mountain temple all the year round, only know how to practice and do not understand the number of folk etiquette, weddings and funerals have always been presided over by the temple brothers. When I returned to the temple this time, I would definitely inform my junior brother and prepare for the joy of Lord Yin. ”

Xinche's face was expressionless, as flat as ever, and even this excuse that sounded polite and polite but actually rejected people thousands of miles away did not make waves.

Yin Suwen's heart gradually cooled, and Pingshui met, so after all, he didn't want to be involved.

"In that case, it is inconvenient for Su Wen to ask for it. The mountain temple is far away, and the master is careful all the way. ”

Xin Che was silent, only nodded slightly, and the moment he passed by Yin Suwen, he noticed her somewhat aggrieved eyes, and his long eyelashes cast two shallow shadows on his cheeks, and a trace of guilt suddenly rose in his heart. Her kind invitation must be because of his trust and gratitude to himself, he should have let it go with the flow of a good relationship, but he didn't even know why he decisively refused the moment he heard about the marriage. Thinking about it, I'm afraid I just think that the son of Zhang Fu is not a lover worthy of entrusting for life, seeing the entanglement of fate and fate, he can avoid it.

"I hope that what you get today is what you want, not what you can't bear to abandon, Amitabha."

He told himself again and again that the matter of Hongchen would not be polluted or interfered, but after all, he still said such words, which were comfort, exhortation, or maybe just wishes.

Hearing this, Yin Suwen turned his back to him, but his footsteps stopped. He once said that only what the heart desires can get good results, and she can't be so sure of what her heart is.