Tang Bu was shocked to retract his thoughts, picked up the blue-and-white glazed cup on the round table, and poured a cup of chrysanthemum brew for He Yu and himself. He himself took the lead in raising his glass and taking a small sip. Sweet mixed with spicy liquid, with a pleasant temperature, slid down the throat. After drinking a glass of wine, he pointed to the porcelain cup full of wine in front of him, and said, "I just poured it for you, and you don't have to drink it, you don't need to break the vows." ”

Ji Yu shook his head with a smile: "I, a fake monk, where did I get the 'precepts'?" As he spoke, he raised his wine glass, raised his head and drank the crisp chrysanthemum wine, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more bitter, "I have done so many sins, and if I want to enter the quiet place of Buddhism, there is nowhere to tolerate me." The Buddhist precepts don't exist for people like me. ”

Tang Buzhen was silent. He knew that when he came back from Tianshui Lake three years ago, the life he encountered was not better than his, and it was even more difficult. Han Xiao manipulated the spring, left with Situ Xi and Heyu, and returned to Qicheng. Situ Xi used the rebellious method, injured his foundation, and suffered a serious loss of mana, so he needed to retreat and recuperate. And when he was under house arrest, his life and death were unknown due to the cold tide, and he did not eat, drink, or speak. Han Xiao patiently accompanied him every day, but he couldn't get him to look at him squarely, and his demons became more and more serious, and he almost collapsed. When Han Xiao was on the verge of rage, Situ Xi finally got out of the customs and stopped her in time.

Then he was imprisoned in his room all the time, and he refused to see anyone. A few months later, Han Xiao gave birth to a baby boy. The child is carved in pink, cute and extraordinary, and very well-behaved. But when Hanxiao was pregnant, her emotions fluctuated too much, she was bumpy and tired, and she was controlled by demons several times. The fetal gas caused the child to be born with a white expanse in front of his eyes, as if he was filled with a layer of thick fog and could not see. Han Xiao was heartbroken because of the child's eyes, holding the baby in her arms and crying bitterly before meeting the room. And Yu finally opened the door, hugged the child in Han Xiao's arms, and looked at it carefully. In the end, he returned the child to Han Xiao, but said, "If you haven't chosen a name yet." It's better to call him 'Yi'er'. ”

Yi'er. Situ Yi. So who is it that reads and remembers?

After a hundred days of remembrance, he knelt in front of Situ Xi for three days and three nights, just to let his father fulfill himself. Became a monk. No longer has anything to do with the Situ family. Situ Xi was naturally unwilling. And Yu didn't say much, just went back to his room and cut off most of the green silk with scissors. Situ Xi was furious. And when they meet, they will go on a hunger strike and force each other to die. When there was only one breath left, after all, Han Xiao couldn't hold on and asked Situ Xi to let him go, but he was not allowed to escape into the empty door. Situ Xi touched all the Buddhist temples, so that no one was willing to take them in. And no matter where he goes, there are always people from the Situ family who follow him. In the end, he could only return to his own bamboo forest, in a small bamboo hut, chanting and worshipping the Buddha.

Tang Buyi came to the bamboo house to find him after Tang Xiangrong woke him up. Originally, the two of them were only in a relationship of several faces, and they didn't know each other very well. But now, they also feel sorry for each other, because only each other knows the huge hole in their hearts. They are the same people, in this moment, with the same feelings. Since she left, she has taken all their joy and hope with her.

He Yu drank another glass of wine, looked around at his bamboo house full of Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Actually, I never believed in gods and Buddhas before. It's just that since then, I've just wanted to find a spiritual support. With something to hold onto, I can put aside my own sad past. And sometimes I wonder how good it would be if there really were Buddhas and gods in the world. That way, they hear me praying day and night, and maybe they will send Xi'er back safely. He looked up at Tang Bu and asked with an extremely reverent and expectant gaze, "After all, she is a descendant of the Dragon God, and we all know it." Since there were dragon gods in ancient times, then above the nine heavens, maybe there are really gods, right? ”

"Yes." Tang Buxin nodded, "They will hear your prayers and will bless her." ”

After sitting for a while and talking a few words, Tang Buxi left the chrysanthemum brew in the white porcelain bottle and left alone. The quiet bamboo forest, the small bamboo house, and only one person remained.

But Yu Yu knows that he has never been alone in the nearly two years he has been here. Situ Xi has been sending people to monitor him, but he just changed the cage from the room where Situ Mansion kept him under house arrest.

Sure enough, when night was about to fall, a beautiful woman in red led a little baby and a small team of slaves to the bamboo forest. The woman in red is naturally Han Xiao, she has been living in Situ Mansion for the past two years as the young lady of the Situ family. Situ Xi relied more and more on her, and discussed many things with her. The child in a royal blue embroidered crane boy robe is Situ Yi. He looks very similar and meets, Yuxue is cute and very sensible, and he is deeply loved by Situ Xi. It's just that Situ Yi's eyes are always the same as when he was born, his eyes are white and he can't see anything. Situ Xi invited countless famous doctors, and even warlocks, but they couldn't cure his eyes.

"Daddy." When Han Xiao led Yi'er to push open the door of the bamboo house, Yi'er immediately called sweetly.

And Yu Ben was facing away from the door, kneeling on the futon and knocking on the wooden fish. Hearing Yi'er call him, he stopped the movement of his hand. He slowly stood up, turned around and walked in front of Yi'er, leaned down and gently touched his hair, and smiled: "It's Yi'er here." ”

Yi'er raised his head, although his eyes were empty and he couldn't see it at all, he still tried to raise his head and showed a bright smile: "Well, Yi'er misses her father, so my mother brought Yi'er over!" ”

Looking at the innocent face in front of him, thinking that he was so innocent and lovely, but because of his bad relationship with Han Xiao, he was born blind, and the heart he encountered was as painful as thousands of needles stabbing at the same time! Just like many times before, he said goodbye to his face all his life, and couldn't bear to look at Yi'er again, just dodging and perfunctory: "Isn't it good that Yi'er is accompanied by her grandfather, mother, and little aunt?" ”

"But, none of them are fathers!" The smile on Yi'er's face collapsed in an instant, and he held his mouth aggrievedly, his voice slightly crying.

Han Xiao took in the changes in the expressions of Heyu and Yi'er, and her heart couldn't stop being sour. In the past two years, because of Yi'er, she has gradually learned to control the anger and demonism in her heart, and she has rarely gone mad. She stepped forward, hugged Yi'er, smiled and said to Jiyu: "Yi'er hasn't seen you for a long time, so naturally I miss you very much." Last month, on his second birthday, I have been looking forward to you for a long time, and you haven't arrived, Yi'er cried all night, no matter how you coax it, you can't coax it. ”

And he lowered his head and did not speak.

Han Xiao knew that he wouldn't say anything more, and today's meeting ended in such a hurry. Sighing, trying to suppress the fire rising in his heart, Han Xiao only said, "No matter what, he is your son." Whether you like it or not, Yi'er is always innocent. There was nothing wrong with him hoping for his father's love. With that, she hugged Yi'er and left the bamboo house without looking back.

Liu Zhongqian, who had been standing behind Han Xiao just now, did not immediately catch up at this time. He looked at the back of Han Xiao leaving, looked at it again, and suddenly said, "Childe." Since you moved from the house many years ago to live in the bamboo house, your subordinates have often come here to invite you. I used to come to ask you to meet your father, but now I have come to ask you to meet your son. The subordinates always don't understand, this father and son meeting is the most natural thing in the world, why is it so difficult to get to the son? ”

He turned his back again, knelt down towards the Buddha statue, closed his eyes and continued to knock on his wooden fish. After half a ring, he answered Liu Zhongqian's question: "It's better for a father like me not to appear in Yi'er's life." Just like your master, my father. If he had been less present in my previous life, I would have lived a much more peaceful life than I do now. (To be continued......)