In fact, when the little girl faced Wu Shu's strange face at close range, which showed about half of the gray and white face, she still had a strong fear in her heart. However, she lost her mother at a very young age, lost the delicate care that maternal love can bring, and grew up with her father, and her courage is naturally greater than most children of the same age.

Another point is that when she was a child, her father also tried to let her study medicine, although the matter was later abandoned for an unstated reason, but in that short period of studying medicine, some of the medical teaching pictures and texts she had seen still caused some tempering to her heart, and when she saw such a hideous face now, she would be more stable than ordinary children in terms of perception and emotion.

Hearing the ugly young man's inquiry, the little girl froze for a moment, and secretly told herself not to look at the man's face, so that when her intently gaze met his eyes, the young girl could find a trace of doubt suppressed in the steady gaze of an adult.

With a thought in her mind, she omitted a superfluous word, and said bluntly: "My father, Ye Zhengming, has been at home on vacation for the past few days, although he is not the first doctor in Kyoto, he is ......"

"I believe in you."

Before the little girl's words were finished, Wu Shu suddenly spoke, and standing opposite the little girl, he suddenly bent his knees and squatted, turned slightly, and left his back to her.

Ye Zhengming, Jinyu Pharmacy, linked the two, thinking of the close but not common relationship between them, the half of the suspicion left in Wu Shu's heart quickly faded.

The little girl was slightly flustered when she saw this, and just as she didn't know what he meant by his squatting down, she soon heard him say quickly in a somewhat commanding tone: "Come to my back, I need you to guide the way." ”

After a pause, he said again in a slightly slow tone: "Thank you." ”

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When a small disturbance was caused by horses galloping on the flat ground of the East Castle Gate near the sea, the southern side of the capital city was adjacent to the garbage mountain, and the bamboo forest of the unnamed lake was surrounded by a dark green water color all year round. A temple of small scale is still as usual, like a silk smoke ethereal rise into the sky. The occasional slight chanting sound swayed like a breeze through Berlin, making an irregular but calming sound.

There are no people here who rush to and fro for a better livelihood, nor angry horses that rush to the market, no life and death, no anger and joy...... There is only one faction that is peaceful and indisputable.

There are guests in the small temple today, but this small dynamic has not affected the ordinary and quiet atmosphere of the small temple as a whole, just because this guest is really just a worldly friend hosted by the temple. The temple monk is no stranger to this visitor, and this visitor seems to have something to do today. I picked the most free time in the morning in the temple to come.

However, one or two monks were still secretly suspicious that at the end of the morning class, the monks had dispersed to the meditation room for a short break. Instead of going to the parlor to wait for his old friend, the guest knelt on a hard futon in the middle of the empty Buddha Hall. The expression on his face seems to be pious, but in fact it does not seem to be asking for Buddha, which is not difficult for temple monks who have seen countless pilgrims seeking Buddha's expressions.

The guest was faced with a painted gold body. The big Buddha who was cleaned spotlessly by the temple monks, but there was no Buddha shadow in his eyes. He just kept lowering his eyelids slightly, his eyes scattered on the incense platform, as if he was distracted by something, and as if he had waited too long, he was slightly in a daze because of monotony and boredom.

This guest has been here for a long time. Xixin, who is the presiding officer of this small temple, did not appear. In this period when all the temple monks are in a state of short leisure, he should not be too busy, not to mention that the place where he visited the temple today is his friend. He had never neglected his friends as much as he did today. Not only is his whereabouts unknown, but he hasn't even called a monk to bring a message.

Xiao Qiang stood at the door of the big Buddha hall of the small temple, quietly staring at the green-shirted man kneeling on the futon facing the big Buddha in the middle of the Buddha hall, and she suddenly sighed faintly.

Cen Chi knelt motionless like this, and more than an hour had passed. Xiao Qiang was a little worried. But in this quiet Buddhist place, it is inconvenient for her to persuade something. also knew that her persuasion at this moment would basically not have any effect on Cen Chi.

This small temple, which is adjacent to the giant garbage mountain in the south of the city and is located in a bamboo forest, is presided over by all men, but the small temple does not refuse female guests to come to pray for blessings. Not only that, but there are also some female relatives in the royal family who will personally come to this temple to offer incense, just because a few years ago there was a woman who had been in this temple for half a year, and this woman is the mother of the eldest daughter of today's son.

Because of this glorious past in the eyes of the world, Kyoto and even the women who have had the opportunity to visit Kyoto, those who know the existence of this small temple are also very interested in coming here to worship the Buddha. However, after all, this small temple is different from the nunnery, after entering the temple, the female guests will have more restrictions on their behavior, and it is impossible to chat and laugh, and they will be immediately invited out by the monks, which is not ambiguous for the monks in the temple.

Therefore, although Xiao Qiang wanted to persuade Cen Chi to get up and rest for a while, all she could do was to stand very confined to the door of the Big Buddha Hall, and stand and wait with him kneeling in front of the Buddha in the hall.

A few days ago, Cen Chi suddenly suffered from a serious illness, Xiao Qiang was very frightened, and she was even more distressed after learning that Cen Chi was extremely sad.

After a few days of Xiao Qiang serving tea and pouring water, and taking care of her in front and back, Cen Chi finally recovered completely, and there seemed to be more concern between him and her that he didn't have before. This concern made Xiao Qiang feel more appropriate when she saw Cen Chi, but it also allowed her to see the mood in his eyes more deeply.

Although his body was almost recovered, she could sense the sadness in his eyes all along. He still smiled easily, but his smile had been covered with a deep color since that day, as if he had accumulated dust in his heart.

Today, the self-trial process of the Prime Minister's Mansion has finally come to an end, and everyone in the whole government breathes a sigh of relief. Although everyone's range of activities has not fully recovered to the usual free schedule, at least it does not have to be as restricted as in the past few days of self-examination.

Cen Chi has some friendship with Master Xixin, the abbot of the small temple, which is something that Cen Chi had already talked about with Shi Xin, the third son of the prime minister, when he first returned to the prime minister's mansion a few days ago. So yesterday, Cen Chi told Shi Xin that he wanted to come to the small temple, and Shi Xin quickly agreed. It's just that Shi Xin arranged two guards for Cen Chi at the same time, and also asked Xiao Qiang to go with him, because he was worried that his illness was just right, and he had no objection to this.

Xiao Qiang is Shi Xin's close maid who was assigned to Cen Chi a long time ago, because Cen Chi has a gentle temperament, she can behave much more freely in front of him. And because of Cen Chi, Shi Xin, at the suggestion of her father, deliberately relaxed some rules for her, so she lived relatively easily among all the servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But she has always been a servant in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and her usual activities are limited to that big mansion. Although the Prime Minister's Mansion is large, she has lived in that place for several years, and she has seen most of every inch of land in the mansion. In terms of her status, she is not qualified to be tired of anything, but that does not mean that she has not been tired of it in her heart.

Today is her first time to come to the small temple, she does not know the life of the Buddhist temple, but she is still looking forward to today's temple line, when she set off as if she was going to participate in the assembly. However, after reaching the halfway point, Cen Chi told her some of the things that should be restrained after the woman entered the small temple, and her happy smile suddenly wilted like a small flower under the hot sun.

Xiao Qiang thought that Cen would come here late to meet friends, and if she could talk about the worries in her heart, she would be able to dissipate some of her worries. But now she has been waiting with Cen Chi for more than an hour, and the sun is shining, but she still doesn't see the Xixin master appear. She couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and secretly worried: Could it be that Xixin has not come, and Mr. Cen will continue to kneel like this?

Thinking of this, she turned her head to look at the courtyard outside the hall, and looked around, only to see the young monk who held a bamboo broom in both hands, and swept the courtyard to a corner in the distance.

Xiao Qiang sighed in her heart, because her idea of finding someone to pull Cen Chi away was in vain, and at the same time, she silently mocked herself in her heart: The most important thing that monks do every day is to worship Buddha, so is it possible to ask a monk to dissuade pilgrims who enter the temple from worshipping Buddha?

It was nearly noon, and the sun, which was covered by a large cloud in the sky, struggled for a long time before finally revealing its face from the clouds. A large piece of dazzling sunlight suddenly poured down, falling on the gray and white stone slab ground that was cleaned very clean by the monks outside the Buddha hall, and then refracted into the Buddha hall, reflecting the Buddha painted with a golden body in the Buddha hall The whole body seems to emit a faint light.

Xiao Qiang was immersed in the bright sunshine, and after a while, she felt that the surface of her skin was slightly itchy. She subconsciously stopped looking at the courtyard that was full of sunlight and looked a little dazzling after repeated refraction of the light, and turned her eyes to look at the Buddha hall again, and her eyes were a little dizzy by the golden light reflected by the sunlight on the big Buddha's body, and it took a while to get used to it.

And when she just got used to it, she suddenly felt that someone was walking beside her.

As soon as Xiao Qiang turned to the side, she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw a monk in a gray-white cotton and linen monk's robe standing beside her, only three steps away from her.

The monk looked to be only in his thirties, although he was a shaved bald monk and his clothes were simple, but his face was very handsome, and he must have been a handsome man when he was not a monk and had a green silk crown.