Po Sumi asked me to start with relatively simple learning, such as makeup, singing, poetry, calligraphy, flower arrangement, dance, in fact, these are not easy for me to learn, I really don't know how she thinks I am a manufacturable material, is it the relationship of that poem? “…… So, to be a Ganika, of course, you have to be beautiful, kind, appreciative of others, like luxury, wealthy, and be willing to sleep with the man she likes, strong and decisive. At the same time, they are open-minded and willing to accept new knowledge and experience. Not depressed, keen to join the social and art circles......" Bhasumi said softly and slowly as she lit up the kara beside her.

"Well, I understand that there are some things to learn, but some things like military, smelting, construction, and carpentry really can't be beaten together." I shook my head.

She sat up elegantly and said with a smile: "Hidden, as Ganica, you will meet guests from different countries and different industries, if you don't have perfect knowledge, how can you get the favor of guests." ”

"But when you learn all sixty-four arts, you won't all become old women." I couldn't help but laugh too.

She smiled again and said, "Actually, many of them are just learning some fur, do you see me becoming an old woman?" ”

I stared at her for a moment, then suddenly sighed and said; "This person should only be in heaven, how many times will he see him on earth."

She tapped my forehead with her finger and smiled slightly: "By the way, Urvosi, a dancer from South India, will dance on auspicious days in the city in the near future, so you can go and watch it too, and learn as you like." ”

"Ulworthi, the dancer of South India? What kind of person is it? ”

"Her dancing is unmatched in the world, but it is said that she is very eccentric, and never takes money, only the most common bamboo pole as payment."

"Only bamboo poles? She's such a weirdo. I said with some surprise, and I couldn't help but feel a little curious, Ulworthy. I think I've heard that name somewhere.

"Alright, it's time for us to continue." A smile flashed in her eyes, and she was very satisfied to see my rapidly distorted face.

"Miss Posumi, Lord Namora is here." The sound of the door relieved my heart, and I suddenly felt a little grateful for this Namora-sama, and it seemed that my suffering was over early today.

"Got it." Po Sumi replied lightly, then turned to me and said, "You go out first." ”

I nodded, and quickly retreated, by the way, I glanced at the young man who was surrounded by several bewitching beauties, sure enough, it was the Namora lord, today he was wearing a blue close-fitting robe, and his long hair was casually tied with gold ornaments, and he casually laughed with those beauties, which seemed to be a little more frivolous than when we first met that day.

He glanced at me, and when I tried to hurry away after saluting, he suddenly stopped me.

"Where do I think I've seen you?"

Before I could come back, the woman beside him hurriedly answered: "She is the new candidate for Ganika of Po Sumi, I really don't know what Po Sumi thinks, and she wants to train this exotic woman herself." ”

"Exotic?" He suddenly seemed a little interested, "Where are you from?" ”

"I heard that I came from Maha to that country......" The woman was just halfway through her words when Namora's gaze glanced at her coldly, and she was obviously startled and did not dare to say any more. Even though it was only for a moment, I saw that Namora's eyes were so sharp.

This man doesn't seem to look like an ordinary person......

"Maha to that country, it is a long way away." He looked at me and said casually.

I nodded, but didn't answer.

"By the way, you're the kid in men's clothes last time." He seemed to think about it suddenly, and an elusive smile tugged at his lips, "Why, you want to be Ganica too?" "So what." I'm starting to get impatient.

"Ganica isn't for everyone." He smiled lightly and reached out to lift my chin, "Still, the day you become Ganika, I don't mind if you come to serve me." ”

"Then, I'm afraid that the adults will have to wait for a long time, I am stupid, and I am afraid that I will become a white-haired old woman when I finish my studies, but I am not afraid, I am afraid that the adults will also have more than enough heart and insufficient strength." I looked at him with a smile and said, I don't know why I said such bold words, I must have been influenced by Po Sumi.

He stared at me, laughed suddenly, withdrew his hand, and said meaningfully, "Don't worry, don't wait that long." ”

================================== the banks of the Ganges River in the middle of summer, the air is always filled with a faint haze of gray and white, especially at the dawn of the morning, when there is always a thin layer of water vapor.

Walking along the Ganges, thinking about Namora's words, I couldn't help but shake my head, it seems that throughout the ages, there have been no good things at all among the men who visited the courtyard, and where is the destined person of Bhasumi? Although I have seen many of her guests recently, I have not found a single diamond-shaped sign on the forehead, alas, I sighed again, only by quickly finding this person, can I complete the task and put an end to this terrible name cultivation plan.

Looking at the sunlit waters of the Ganges in front of me, I am reminded of the ancient Indian epic poem "Mahabharata" describing the Ganges, "She is like a charming beauty, walking forward, and the white waves are a thin gown draped over her...... The melodious sound of the water is like her graceful voice, singing intoxicating songs."

As I read it softly, I heard a soft laugh coming from around me.

I immediately turned around, and there was a man in a gray robe sitting cross-legged under a tree by the river, his long flaxen hair cascading down like a waterfall, just obscuring his face.

"What are you laughing at!" I didn't even notice that there was another person here, and I couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

A gust of wind mixed with the scattered flowers of Sara flew in, gently blowing his long hair, and in the long hair, through the scattered flowers, I could see his face clearly.

There are no words to describe his countenance,

The bright sunlight poured down through the green branches, pouring on his face and hair, his countenance, from the silky long hair to the delicate and delicate facial features, and the slightly thin figure, from the inside and outside, all exuded a sense of transparency and wonderful depth, as calm as a flawless snow peak, you think it is very simple but you can never think through the richness contained in it.

He still closed his eyes and smiled, his smile a little unreal in the wind like a flower blooming in water. The wind seems to carry a strange faint and slightly cool lotus fragrance.

The husband among the people, the lotus among the people, the dividing dharish.

"What the hell are you laughing at?" I was stunned for a moment and then came back to my senses.

"I laugh," he said slowly, his voice rising like a cup of clear water like a green leaf, "and what you see is only a superficial appearance.

"Superficial appearance, okay, then tell me what you see." I glared at him, but his eyes were still closed, and his slender eyelashes were densely agitated. "Also, you'd better watch me talk, it's rude."

He smiled slightly, "I'm really sorry, I can't do it when I look at you talking, because- I'm blind." ”

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Blind? I was slightly startled, and looked at him a few more times, it was a pity that such an innocent figure turned out to be blind.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion not far away, and my attention was immediately drawn to it, but I saw a high pyre set up on the stone platform by the river, and a raging fire was burning.

"That's people doing funerals." The blind gentleman whispered.

Funeral? I was surprised, and suddenly the smell of sandalwood wafted from there, "Sandalwood? It seems that this time it was a brahmin who held the funeral. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

"Since it's a funeral, I don't think they're sad at all, and they can't hear a little cry." I asked, a little puzzled.

"Sad, why be sad?" He smiled faintly, "Life does not begin with birth and ends with death, but is a link in an endless series of lives, and each life is determined by the karma of previous lives. Death, funeral just means a kind of farewell, sending a loved one into another reincarnation, some continue to be human, some enter Elysium, and have a prison sentence. ”

"But no matter what, disappearing is disappearing, you will never meet again in this life, whether it is a relative or a lover, leaving is leaving, who knows if you can meet again in the next life, even if you meet, maybe it is just passing by, and it is not the same person." I looked at the people with calm faces.

He just smiled and didn't say anything more.

"Where are you?" After a moment, he suddenly asked.

I was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "You can't see me, how do you know I'm not a local?" ”

He stretched out his hand and brushed away a piece of sara's petal that was on his brow, and said with a smile: "If you were a local, you would never say what you just said." ”

"I have come from Maha to that country, and who are you? What is your name? ”

"Maha to that," his face seemed to be a little moved, "there ......" He didn't say any more, paused, and then said, "My name is Mulian." ”

Mulian? Sure enough, people are like their names, and people are like lotus flowers.

"Hidden," he suddenly called out my name, which startled me a lot, and I was about to answer, but I saw a small dog running in the distance, and quickly threw itself into his arms, rubbing it on his clothes affectionately.

My eyes widened and I stammered, "Were you calling this dog just now?" ”

"yes, it's called Hidden. That's the name I chose. He replied as he took some bread out of his bosom, broke it into small pieces, and fed the dirty, shedding puppy.

Ahh My mood suddenly fell, and I was depressed about to leave, when I suddenly heard his voice whisper again, "By the way, what's your name?" ”

"I, my name is ......" my speech seemed to be inflexible.

"Hide, it turns out that you are here, go back quickly." The voice of the maid beside Po Sumi came from not far away, it was really hateful, I didn't shout earlier, but I came to me at this time.

I hurriedly looked at Mulian. I saw that his expression was still calm, but the corners of his mouth made an imperceptible arc.

"Well, well, someone is looking for me, I'll go back first." I said goodbye awkwardly.

"Got it," the curvature of the corners of his mouth deepened, "hidden." ”

"Hehe......" I laughed dryly and hurried away, and before leaving, I couldn't help but glance at the funeral that was still going on on the other side.

Light smoke rose above the cremation pyre, perhaps, as he said, every wisp of light smoke was a liberated soul, dancing the last gorgeous dance at the moment of liberation from the red dust, and then rising into the realm of bliss invisible to mortals—

The day soon came for the South Indian dancer Urwasi to come to the auspicious temple to dance, and on this night, Posumi pushed away all the guests and took me to the auspicious temple located in the east of the city of Qunu.

The temple is not big, but there is an endless stream of people who worship the goddess, follow the mother-in-law into the temple gate, look at the bead curtain of the barrier in front of the statue of the goddess, I seem to smell a very special fragrance, look up, under the moon, there are clusters of elegant bald flowers.

The crowd suddenly stirred, "Ulworthy is here!" "I couldn't contain the excitement of the people crowded in front of me, and through the gap in the crowd, I saw a makeshift circular stage in front of me.

With the sound of Sanskrit music, a young woman dressed in a bright golden sari danced out from behind the stage, on her wrists, the multicolored bracelets on her ankles made a crisp sound from time to time with her dancing, the smooth and white forehead was pasted with gem-studded BINDI, the yao ring ornament was shiny and dazzling, the waist was round and agile, and the deep big eyes drew your heart to follow her dance steps in the murmuring music.

She danced freely as she wanted, the strong and infectious dance rhythm was something that everyone present had never seen and heard, everyone's hearts beat to that rhythm, listening to such exhilarating music, looking at the dance that seemed to have magical power, people couldn't help but want to dance with the beat until they were exhausted, the instinct in the depths of the soul was easily touched by this dance, people's emotions were immediately stirred, until the end of the dance did they remember to make a sound of praise, and they gently threw the bamboo poles in their hands on the stage.

Ulworthi smiled slightly, and asked the people to put away the bamboo poles and walk to the back.

Posumi motioned for me to follow her, and walked to the back of the temple, and as soon as I got to the back, I saw Ulwasi looking at the bamboo poles, and the expression on his face was a little strange.

"Ulworthy, my dear sister, I miss you so much." Posumi smiled seductively at Ulvosi. Ulvosi looked up and smiled, "Sister Posumi, I knew you were coming." ”

"What, are you still collecting these bamboo poles?" Po Sumi and her chatted casually, and I watched them from the side, and the two beauties seemed to have known each other before.

After they chatted for a while, Po Sumi pulled me to her side and said, "This is my new girl, Ye Yin, this time I have something I want to ask you, can you stay here for a while and teach her South Indian dance." ”

Ulworthy was obviously a little surprised, "But, sister, your dancing skills are already very good, why do you want me to teach you?" ”

"The dances of South India are different from those of North India, and I hope that Hagakure can learn the dances of North and South India. And," she chuckled, "the reward is a bamboo grove behind our hospital." ”

Ulvosiso paused and nodded.

My heart sank again, why is it so miserable, people have three mountains, I think I have sixty-four mountains on the top, and it is difficult not to die.

The fateful man of Bhasami, you should appear soon.

Ulworthy's personality seems to be the complete opposite of her unrestrained dancing, not only do she usually talk very little, but I often see her full of thoughts when the two of them are alone.

"The ......" I just moved my lips and swallowed what I wanted to ask.

"What do you want to ask?" She looked back.

"Nothing."

"You're trying to ask me why I'm collecting bamboo poles, thinking it's stupid, right?" A hint of sadness crossed her face.

"Stupid?" I quickly shook my head, "I don't know why you did this, but you must have your own reasons for doing this, no matter what, you brought such a beautiful dance to everyone, brought happiness to everyone, and it was too late for everyone to like you, how could you think you were stupid." ”

She looked at me and suddenly smiled slightly, "Xiao Yin, why did you come all the way here to be a Ganica?" “

I smiled and said, "Just like you, I have my own reasons. “

She reached out and stroked my hair and whispered, "For some reason, I feel as if I have seen you a long time ago." ”

"Seen me?" I touched my cheek and smiled, "Maybe in countless reincarnations, we met in one of them." ”

"Countless reincarnations?" She smiled and looked into the distance with a complicated expression.

"You practice yourself for a while." Her mood suddenly fell, she dropped the sentence and left in a hurry.

I sighed and continued to delve into the tedious gestures that drove me crazy, and at the thought of countless lessons ahead, my head grew bigger and bigger, and I bent down to pick up a pebble and threw it forward, and the pebble flew out of my sight, only to hear a voice, "Ouch! ”