Finally, we arrived at the gate of the Sunset Temple.

A wall of mud and mud, which is less than half a man high, casts the perimeter of this small temple.

Song Qiuye straightened up his slightly tired body.

Yixiang smiled slightly: "Donor, you are really a pious person, please come in." ”

With that, they pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and the three of them entered the temple.

Sure enough, it is a very small temple, and every inch of land shows the image of gloom.

A dry tree in the yard, the roots of the old tree are entrenched in a circle and a circle, quite an old dragon clock.

Yiyi and Song Qiuye entered the main hall and burned incense to worship the Buddha. In the main hall, the exquisite brick carvings and colorful murals make Song Qiuye's eyes shine.

The traces of time corroded the stubborn little temple, and it can be seen that this temple has existed for a long time.

After a while, they came to the square ruler courtyard.

Song Qiuye stroked the heavy trunk and asked with curiosity: "Master Yixiang, what kind of tree is this?" ”

One Xiang said: "It is a poplar tree that is said to be three hundred years old, alas, the most in the desert is this poplar tree, this tree is born and does not die for a thousand years, dies and does not fall for a thousand years, but is immortal for a thousand years, more loyal than people's feelings, more attached to this world than people." ”

Song Qiuye heard about this poplar tree for the first time and was quite shocked. When he looked up at the tree again, there was more admiration in his eyes. Human life is too weak in front of it.

With a smile, the smile had an unfathomable feeling: "But what survives longer than this poplar is this boundless Dharma." Buddhism is boundless and will last forever. In this world, what remains unchanged is the sun, moon and stars on the head, as well as the Dharma in this world. Maybe there are others, such as the love in the heart of the donor. ”

Yi Yi dragged her cheeks and asked curiously: "Master, don't you feel hard to practice in this hot, drought, windy and sandy environment all year round?" The general temples are not all in the deep mountains, and the four seasons are evergreen, and the drizzle is continuous. ”

Yi Xiang disagreed: "For cultivators, all the environment is the same, the mind is as calm as water, and besides, when you really understand the desert, your feelings will become ......

Populus euphratica grows in the heart of the desert, and it looks fresh when it is green. The lonely desert at dusk and the golden sand sea in the early morning make me feel relaxed and happy. Under dry conditions, as long as the sand is touched by the outside world, it will emit a "buzzing" roar, which is very strange in all seasons. Seven miles away, the lake is overgrown with willow trees and sand date trees, and the shade is like a cover, and occasionally cows are grazing leisurely. When the sun sets, the sun is like blood, and the herdsmen's bungalows are full of smoke...... A paradise that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

The white-headed sun grills the desert, and it must be more exciting to fall asleep at night to the sound of the sand rattling than to listen to the rain. ”

Yixiang brought two bowls of water: "Two donors, please drink water." ”

"Thank you, master."

The three of them sat in a small courtyard, and the sun was slowly setting in the west.

The entire courtyard is gilded with a yellow sheen.

Ichimichi looked at the autumn leaves against the light: "The Buddha blesses, the person who is devout to the Buddha." The donor's Buddha fate is between these eyebrows. Between the eyebrows. If you put this sorrow between the eyebrows into the Buddha's house, everything will dissolve. ”

Song Qiuye was stunned for a moment, looked at the backlit appearance, and tried to look, but he couldn't see his face clearly at the moment. I only felt that he was exuding a yellow Buddha light all around him.

Song Qiuye suddenly smiled, facing the sunset in the desert in the west, he raised his head and said, "Lan'er, if you are destined not to be able to protect you with love in this life, let me bless you with faith." ”

Then he listened to a picture and said: "The moment the donor walked, it seemed to let the old man see a dazzling light. After a while, he said slightly sadly,

"It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to bless you, this small temple, crumbling in the desert, will not last long in the next year, and there will be no successor, I'm afraid that the incense will be cut off."

As soon as Yi Yi heard that this was wrong, she hurriedly got up and grabbed Qiu Ye and said, "Master, what do you mean by this, our brother is not a monk, and he will marry a wife and have children in the future." ”

But I saw that Autumn Leaves didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

Yiyi was very surprised: "Brother Akiba, you ......"

Song Qiuye raised her hand to signal her to be restless, and Yiyi sat down angrily.

After chatting with Yixiang for a long time, Song Qiuye got up satisfied.

Slowly leave this sunset temple with Yiyi.

On the way, Yi Yi said bitterly: "Brother Qiuye, that old monk is fooling you, he just wants to inherit his mantle, otherwise this temple will be abandoned, don't listen to him fool and really become a monk!" ”

Song Qiuye smiled slightly and said nothing.

Back to Fengyu Palace, after finishing the meal, Song Qiuye found Du Wanghua alone.

Du Wanghua said: "Autumn leaves, what do you have to say that you can't say in front of you." ”

"Aunt Du, thank you and Sister Yiyi for taking care of me during this time," Song Qiuye finished speaking, and bowed deeply to him.

"Ai, why are you so polite?" Du Wanghua hurriedly lifted him up.

After a while, Song Qiuye said: "There is one more thing ......" He raised his head to meet Du Wanghua's gaze, "I am going to shave my ordination ......"

"What!" Du Wanghua was dumbfounded for an instant, and then grabbed his arm, "Don't joke about you, kid, what stupid things to say at a young age." ”

"Auntie, I'm ...... No kidding, I thought about it seriously. Song Qiuye looked serious.

Du Wanghua was stunned: "This ...... How can I explain to Gao Lan now! ”

Song Qiuye said slowly: "Lan'er entrusted me with my injury, you took good care of me, I am already an adult, and I can be responsible for my own life." ”

Du Wanghua was a little disappointed: "During this time, I can see that Yiyi ...... her to you."

Song Qiuye lowered his eyes and complained: "I know, but I can't give ......"

Du Wanghua looked at him and said urgently: "Is it because of Gao Lan?" You can't let go of her in your heart! ”

Song Qiuye slowly raised his sad eyes, and the stars in his eyes were rippling, very sad.

Du Wanghua seemed to understand everything, and sighed: "Okay, there are some things, you have decided, and I am no longer reluctant." ”

Song Qiuye took out the wooden comb pinned to his waist: "This comb was given to me by Yiyi, I'm afraid I won't be able to use it in the future, aunt, you can help me return it to her." ”

Du Wanghua took the wooden comb, very distressed, he didn't know how to tell Yiyi all this.

Day 2.

Yiyi got up early and went to call Song Qiuye for breakfast as usual, but saw that his room was empty.

For the sake of the attendants, they all said that they hadn't seen Song Qiuye.

Until he saw Du Wanghua, he hurriedly said: "Mother, Brother Qiuye is gone!" ”

Du Wanghua said gently: "Yiyi, don't look for it, your brother Qiuye is gone." ”