Thousands of miles away from Beijing, in Yangzhou Jiming Temple.

An anxious exclamation pierced the silence of the temple.

"Oh no! Oh no! Miss is gone! Xue Pei was so anxious that she threw away the basin in her hand and ran out of the meditation room quickly.

This morning, she came to the meditation room with the spring water for washing as usual, intending to wait for Shu to wash and rinse, but as soon as she stepped into the meditation room, Xue Pei found that Shu Qing was gone, Shu Qing should have been lying on the bed, but now there was only a quilt left on the couch.

The reason why Xue Pei is so anxious is because Shu Qing has never gotten out of bed for more than half a month, and after waking up, she still needs to rely on Xue Huan and Xue Pei's care to survive, and now Shu Qing is suddenly gone, and Xue Pei is terrified.

"What's going on! How can a good person not be seen? In order to be able to take better care of Shu Qing, Shu Zicheng occasionally lives in Jiming Temple for a day or two, and today he happened to be in the temple, and when he heard Xue Pei's shout, he was so frightened that he didn't even have time to put on his shoes and ran out of the room.

"The slave doesn't know," Xue Pei's eyes were red with anxiety, "the young lady was not in bed when the slave walked into the meditation room." ”

"Aqing, she hasn't even been able to sit down yet, where will she go this morning?" Shu Zicheng breathed rapidly, and dozens of bad possibilities had been sketched in his mind.

He didn't dare to think about it for a moment.

Shu Zicheng immediately commanded sharply: "Go find them all!" Find them all! ”

"Yes!" Xue Pei and Xue Huan rushed to the temple in a hurry.

Before the two of them left, Master Bai Yun interrupted them with a smile: "You don't have to look for it, Miss Shu is in the scripture hall at the moment." ”

Shu Zicheng blinked, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

Master Bai Yun then explained: "Miss Shu's body is much better, and when Lao Wei passed through the meditation room after the morning class today, I saw that she got out of bed by herself, please rest assured, she is fine." ”

When Shu Zicheng heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, he shook his head and said to himself: "No, I still have to see it with my own eyes to rest assured." ”

Master Baiyun smiled, but he didn't stop it.

Shu Zicheng went back to the house to get dressed neatly, and then walked to the scripture hall.

The scripture hall is on the left side of the main hall of Jiming Temple, when Shu Zicheng walked into the scripture hall, it was empty, not even a figure, he took a sharp breath, he felt strange, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure passing in the hall.

At this time, it was still early, and the gates of Jiming Temple had not yet opened, so there were only the monks in Jiming Temple and their few guests who stayed here in the temple.

Shu Zicheng curiously bypassed the side door and walked to the front of the main hall, and then he saw a slender young girl kneeling in the hall.

* The tall Buddha statue shimmered with golden light, and the green smoke filled the entire hall, and the weak girl knelt on the futon with such a holy piety, although the picture was calm, but it was shockingly calm.

Shu Zicheng rubbed his eyes desperately and stared carefully at the girl's back.

She was wearing a set of indigo robes, which looked ridiculously wide on her body, and the black green silk was draped on her back, like a cascading waterfall, and the person in front of her was like Shu Qing, but not like Shu Qing.

It's like the indigo shirt on his body, but where is Shu Qing so thin?

Shu Zicheng had to look at the slender back in a daze, wanting to admit it but not daring to admit it.

At this time, the girl suddenly opened her mouth.

"Buddha, please listen to the wishes of the believers."

This voice is low and tactful, like a yellow warbler out of the valley, although it is a little hoarse, but Shu Zicheng can still hear that this is Shu Qing's voice!

It's Shu Qing, it's really his daughter Shu Qing!

Shu Qing had been sick in bed for so long that he hadn't seen her standing like an ordinary person for a long time.

Before he knew it, his daughter had lost so much weight, as if she had changed into a different person.

Shu Qing knelt there calmly, and his heart was blank.

Xu is Master Baiyun's acupuncture worked, when she woke up today, she only felt a lot lighter, she lived in this Jiming Temple for some time, listening to the evening drum and morning bell every day, listening to the sound of chanting scriptures, the pain in her heart seemed to have really decreased a lot.

It was probably early this morning that I really started to regain consciousness and memory.

She remembered that she had given birth to a child named Shu Duhuan, and the poor child had just been born and had not been breathing for a long time, and she had never even seen her mother.

She remembered that she had buried him in a barren hill and had set up a tomb for him.

Although her heart doesn't hurt so much now, when she thinks of this child, she still can't help but feel sad for a while.

In fact, these days, what has been hovering in her mind is not the shadow of Shu Quanhuan, but the figure of Shu Zicheng and Xuehuan Xuepei working hard for her.

Shu Qing* bowed to the Buddha statue and said sincerely: "First wish, please Buddha bless my father with good health, blessings and longevity, please make him happy and happy." ”

I don't know why, in her impression, Shu Zicheng seems to have never really laughed for a long time, and as for the specific reasons, it seems to be because of her.

Shu Qing's voice was very soft, and when it reached Shu Zicheng's ears, there were only a few vague words left, although it was intermittent, Shu Zicheng still connected the meaning of what Shu Qing said.

Shu Zicheng felt a sour feeling in his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly wipe his tears.

Shu Qing lay on the futon for a long time, and his thin figure was extremely lonely.

Her chest was almost close to the ground, as if the Buddha could feel her devotion as long as he did.

After a long time, Shu Qingcai raised his body again, and said in a hoarse voice: "The second wish, please treat the Buddha well, although this life is very short, but he has suffered a lot, please let the Buddha let him join a good family in the next life." Don't throw yourself into a mother like me who doesn't even have the ability to protect him......"

This child was already a cinnabar mole in her heart, and she felt too much guilt about him.

Shu Qing said that, buried his head and choked for a while, before he swore again: "In the next few months, the believer is willing to eat fasting and chant Buddha every day, chanting and copying scriptures to show her sincerity. ”

After saying this, Shu Qing got up slowly.

Because she had been kneeling for a long time, her legs were already a little numb, and when she got up, Shu Qing felt a dizziness in her head and almost fell down.

Just when Shu Qing thought she was going to fall, a pair of calm and powerful hands supported her in time.

"Ah Qing be careful!"

Shu Qing turned his head, and saw that Shu Zicheng was already standing behind him at some point, and there were still undried tears on his old face.

Shu Qing exclaimed, "Dad! ”