"What does the donor mean is that the lost things in the house of the deceased Liang donor were stolen by the monks in our temple?"

Desheng stopped moving between his hands, and his eyes were clear and straightforward.

Ye Dingxi smiled casually: "Master, the matter is still inconclusive, just like the contradiction between the old man and the dead master today, there are only some superficial phenomena, and there is no conclusive conclusion." ”

"Oh?"

Desheng's eyes narrowed with a smile: "Then does Master Ye have any suspicions?"

I listened on the sidelines, how could I vaguely feel that Master Desheng was very strange, as if I didn't care that my junior and apprentice were suspected, but I was very interested in asking Ye Dingxi who was suspected of stealing things.

At that moment, a flash of light also flashed in Ye Dingxi's eyes.

"My wife and I have only been in the temple for half a day, and although we have come with questions, we are ashamed that we still don't have any clue. ”

Ye Dingxi's answer was not leaky.

Desheng bowed his head slightly and said, "That's it, those two donors will stay in the temple tonight." ”

Belch?

"Can I stay overnight?" I asked.

Desheng smiled so much that fishtail folds appeared at the corners of his eyes: "Why not, the temple is clean and simple, and the two donors should also agree." ”

"In that case, thank you Master Desheng for your courtesy. ”

Ye Dingxi got up and saluted.

When I came out of the meditation room, I was still in a fog.

"You say, Master Desheng suddenly asked us to stay overnight, did he acquiesce to us investigating the whereabouts of Old Man Luo's things among several monks?"

"Perhaps. ”

Ye Dingxi was a little absent-minded.

I didn't notice it, but I still muttered to myself, "Then you say, who is most likely to take that thing? Do you have to be old? or do you have to die?"

"Why the two of them?"

Ye Dingxi suddenly laughed.

I scratched my head and asked suspiciously: "You also saw the fight between the two of them today, where should a monk be, there are not many monks in the temple, if you really want to doubt it, you can't suspect that you are sick and born, right?"

"Why can't it be sick?" Ye Dingxi's eyes looked at me fixedly.

Appearance.

Can I answer that? I can't!

After a slight turn of thought in my mind, I spoke: "Do you remember when you came, the sick master was alone in the front hall chanting? He seemed to have no desires, and later it can be seen from his attitude towards his senior brother that he is a lonely monk, how can such a person have the idea of fighting the worldly things?"

"Who told you that the things in the dark are mundane things in the world?" Ye Dingxi smiled at the corner of his mouth.

My mind suddenly became more cloudy.

"Isn't it? What is that? You know?"

"If I knew, I wouldn't have used it. Ye Dingxi sighed softly, looked at the Kuixing Pavilion in the west, and after a long time, he said, "Maybe after this night, we can know." ”

"After you meet with the sick master, you will always say some obscure things, I don't know much about it, and the more I listen, the more confused I become!"

I couldn't help but complain about him, and my fingers pinched his elbow hard.

In the past, I wouldn't have been coquettish with Ye Dingxi like this, but I don't know why today, I like to be close to him more and more.

His hand slid down my long hair to my shoulder, tidied up the scarf I had just put on, and said with a smile: "I asked you several times if you would like to come to live in the world, but you never agreed.

Not again.

I rolled my eyes.

"The world is so bright and beautiful, too splendid, I still like the underworld, the four seasons of the year, the twelve seasons, it will always be the same, simple. ”

"That's it. ”

Ye Dingxi shook his head helplessly: "After all, where you go, where I go, heaven and earth, there is no difference." ”

My heart was sweet, as if there was a small jar of honey, which used to be empty, but now it contained half a jar of honey, and even if I didn't taste it, I knew how sweet it was.

In the afternoon, there are hardly any pilgrims entering or leaving the temple.

Ye Dingxi and I had lunch, separated, he went to play chess with Master Desheng, and I went to the yard alone to eat.

A Zen temple is really not a temple with strict specifications, it occupies a small area, except for the mountain gate, the front hall and the side hall, there is no other place for pilgrims to worship, and there is not even a bell tower and drum tower.

I walked around the palm-sized backyard, and the roast goose and chicken in my stomach were not digested at all, so I simply walked out of the front hall and walked up the top of the mountain.

After a while, I came to a small path, and walked for a long time before I realized that I was ...... Lost.

"Hey, there's anybody!"

I shouted around, but in the deep snowy mountains, there was not even a sound of birds.

What can I do?

I suddenly panicked, Ye Dingxi suddenly said to play chess with Master Desheng, who knows when he will play!

Besides, there are many wild beasts in the mountains, and they have been hungry for so long, what if they see me and don't even let go of a ghost!

And also......

I was thinking about it when I caught a glimpse of a small head popping out from behind a tree in front of me.

"Donor, are you lost?"

The little monk couldn't see me in the clouds, and his gaze was a little off, but it didn't prevent him from talking to me.

I nodded with excitement on my face, and remembered that he couldn't see me, so I said, "Yes, I'm lost! Can you take me back to a Zen temple?"

"Yes. ”

Yun Jian came out from behind the tree, a large coat with many patches, sleeves rolled up several times, loose and drooping on his arms, and his smooth little head was like a glutinous rice dumpling, which was extremely cute.

I still prefer the delicate air of the clouds to the illness to the illness.

He was like a puffy cloud under a clear sky, clean and flawless, light and free, and the little child's eyes reflected the sky, the snow, the shadows of the trees, and the clouds, as if he could see his heart at a glance.

I used to see this kind of eyes in the eyes of my big white nephew, and I naturally felt very close.

"Your name is Yunma, right?" I asked.

Yunjian nodded, put his hands behind his back, stood straight and straight, and looked very well-behaved: "Donor, I don't know what to call you yet." ”

I've been here for so long, and it's the first time I've been asked what I'm called.

From seeing life and sickness, to old age and death, they all called me a benefactor, and they didn't even care who my name was, they just said that I was a layman.

Only the little cutie in the clouds, he asked me.

"You're so funny. ”

I walked over and pinched his little face with my fingers, "Listen, my name is Leaning East, you can call me Leaning East...... Sister. ”

My aunt has heard a lot, and it is good to change her taste in the world.

"Sister Donglean. ”

Yunjian smiled sweetly, but his mud-stained hand unconsciously touched the face that I had just pinched.