The willow tops on the moon, many days later

"Hey, lewd monk, this girl's injuries have healed, and now she can hurry. ”

In the past, the clothes had been torn by Lan Wei, and now her whole body was wrapped in the red cloth silk of the tribute on the case in the temple, and she made a dress and skirt, which was very exotic.

She cut a wooden hairpin and pulled it into a bun, tore the shirt from the middle, and tied two knots on the left and right, like a long skirt with suspenders.

Lan Wei looked at my aunt's outfit, and was suddenly stunned, and then lowered his head a little arrogantly.

Since Lan came to this world, with the disappearance of cultivation and the departure of power, the whole person is also very different from being in the outside world, "Girl, it's not appropriate to dress like this." ”

My aunt spun around and shook her head, "What's wrong?"

Lan Wei bowed his head, "It's just not appropriate." ”

Looking at Lan Wei's demeanor, she suddenly smiled slyly and slowly approached, "Speaking of which, you saved my life, and I haven't had time to repay you yet, what reward do you want?"

Lan Wei took a few steps back, "I, I save someone's life and build a seventh-level floating slaughter, this is the little monk's business." ”

"Oh, yes, you can also think about what kind of reward is better. ”

Looking at the slender man who was slowly approaching him, although he was not charming, his face and body were all wiped by his own hands, thinking of this, Lan Wei felt that his body was hot for a while, and he involuntarily took a few steps back to hide his state.

Looking at Lan Wei's embarrassment, my aunt suddenly smiled contemptuously, "A lewd monk is a lewd monk, and sure enough, a dog can't change eating." ”

Lan Wei choked in his throat, and was a little depressed, "Girl, don't make jokes about the little monk anymore." ”

My aunt snorted, quickly stepped on the horse, and glanced at Lan Wei, "General Ben is grateful to you for saving General Ben's life, and I won't pursue your great disrespect, if you dare to appear in Wei Que again, don't blame General Ben for turning his face and not recognizing people!"

"Drive!"

The sound of horses' hooves, Lan Wei watched the red fade away, and couldn't help but follow, but after a few steps, he realized that the person had disappeared.

He shook his head with a smile, and was sad for a moment: I came here to look for my lotus, but my mind was not strong halfway, so when can I get rid of the sea of suffering, and when can I break the cause and effect?

Spring is very short, and summer is very late.

In the Guyu Temple, a torrential rain hit the eaves heavily, and the rain flowing down the eaves was continuously strung into a chain of beads, rolling down from the eaves one by one.

The sound of chanting faintly came out of the rain curtain, but stopped between the lips and teeth.

The rain was murmuring outside the curtain, greedy for joy for a while, and the murmuring inside the curtain was slow.

The torrential rain flooded his state of mind, and Lan Wei didn't step into Wei Que Wenxi for a year, not because he was afraid of the smiling words, but because he wanted to stabilize his Dao heart here.

His intention to come here is obvious, but it is distorted by external forces, this can only be his own heart is disturbed, not external forces, Lan Wei learned from the pain, and decided to be silent here for a period of time, when can he realize the positive result, and when can he leave.

And the date of departure was just around the corner, I thought the itinerary was scheduled, and I didn't want a heavy rain to interrupt all the plans.

The peach blossoms outside the house are blooming vigorously, and the original pink peach blossoms are extremely delicate outside the house, but they are scattered and scattered due to the heavy rain, and they are scattered into mud and dust.

Lan Wei spread out the Buddhist scriptures, is chanting, a lamp like a bean, although dim but more than illuminated, and on the originally dense Buddhist scriptures, a moment of wind blowing through, a piece of peach blossoms fell up, in an instant, the original Buddhist scriptures full of the truth of the mantra are full of red peach blossoms, petals flying, swept to Lan Wei's cheeks.

Lan Wei was shocked, discarded the scriptures in a panic, and stumbled away.

At this time, the original scriptures turned into red exercises, flew backwards, and with a "squeak", the door of the temple opened.

"Speaking of which, you saved my life, and I haven't had time to repay you yet, what reward do you want?"

The slender body was draped in the red Lian of the sky, and the red Lian was wrapped into a thin red gauze skirt, as if she could see through everything looming inside when she opened her eyes.

Her face, her body, she had carefully wiped herself, and every inch of her skin was incredibly soft and smooth, like the petals of a peach blossom.

"What reward do you want?"

The slender dark eyes seemed to be like countless broken star showers, the jade face and nose, the red lips were closed, just like what I had always seen, simple and neat, and every smile at the moment was like a fatal poison quenched.

"You" Lan Wei choked up, a little desperate "you"

"You're still here, so I'm back, you saved me, how can I leave you alone here, lonely?"

My wife walked forward slowly, and the red Lian on her body swayed slowly, just like the fiery red dress when she left.

"Amitabha, Amitabha" Lan Wei hurriedly turned around and wanted to pick up the scriptures, but found that the scriptures had already turned into peach blossoms and disappeared, so he hurriedly folded his hands and recited the scriptures to himself

Come.

"All beings and the like: oviparous, viviparous, wet, incarnated, colored, colorless, thoughtless, thoughtless, non-thoughtless. ”

"I have caused it to enter the nirvana and perish. If it is the destruction of immeasurable and countless boundless sentient beings, there are no sentient beings who have attained extinction. If the Bodhisattva has the appearance of self, the appearance of people, the appearance of sentient beings, and the appearance of the long-lived ......"

Outside the house, the torrential rain accompanied by the whistling mountain wind, gusts of blowing, obviously the summer has not yet come, but the rainstorm came first, the door of the temple was blown open, divided into two and opened violently on both sides, slapping on the wall for a burst.

The wind whimpered, blowing away the red veil that wrapped itself.

And the shadow of the red yarn was blown away, but it could not blow away the dust in his heart, and the red skirt turned into a gentle exercise, wrapped around Lan Wei's hands.

Behind him, the slender clothes flew away, and the three thousand green silks were flying, and he was still walking towards Lan Wei with firm eyes step by step.

"If oviparous, if viviparous, if wet, if metaplasia, if colored, if colorless, if there is thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought......"

A light murmur, as if flowing quietly from the ancient long river, drifted from beyond the stars, disturbing the hearts of the two, the lights flickered endlessly, the peach blossoms drifted in pieces, the water trickled continuously, and the red practice fluttered uncertainly.

A few beads of sweat the size of beans fell on Lan Wei's forehead, and a cold body leaned close to his ear, and slowly hugged him from behind, "Do you want me?"

"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha......"

Lan Wei's hands trembled, his lips moved, his words were incoherent, and his heart was beating violently, when a soft murmur lay on his shoulder and floated into his ears, "Do you want me?"

Lan Wei choked in his throat, and the figure rising in his heart at this moment was not the lotus flower he was looking for, but this strange woman who had never known him.

"What do you want me to do?"

My fair smile smiled lightly, like a silver bell, "Hold me, I'm so cold." ”

Lan Wei let go of the red Lian wrapped around his hands, and hugged his cold body with his hot body.

The lights lingered, but the scriptures that had disappeared were still quietly abandoned there, the original unpredictable lights never changed, and the peach blossoms that had been flying had long since fallen, leaving only a bare tree branch.

Where did the peach blossoms come from, where did the rain come from, at this time it was the cold winter wax moon, and the deep winter season when the snow was falling.