The woman was like a sick and dead kite.

Mingyue shouted: "Who is the demon, who dares to transform into a human form to confuse this monk?" ”

The woman trembled and was conscientious, claiming to be Shen Qishan's concubine Xiao, who died of waterlogging and bleeding after giving birth, and was influenced by her teacher to go to Cao Qian's house in the capital to be a daughter.

Mingyue smashed the wooden fish and the hammer straight at her, pointed at the window with her hand, and said sharply: "Xiao Shi is there, what do you have to do with it?" ”

Xiao Yuan saw that the woman turned her head to look at it, and the resentment in her eyes suddenly poured into a stream of blood and poured straight towards her face.

Xiao Kite screamed "ahh

The window paper penetrated the clear light, there were birds in the distance whirling and chirping in the woods, Sister Rong slept with a red face, Xiao Yun's cotton mattress was lifted, and people didn't know where it went.

She raised her hand to arrange her hair in a distraught manner, and then stepped down to the ground to go out of the room, passing by the squatter room of Zen Master Mingyue, her footsteps were slight, but she could see that the window and door were closed, and there was no light inside, and there was no sound of beating wooden fish and chanting.

Suddenly, Xiao Yuan saw a cable silver hairpin on the ground, she bent down to pick it up, was silent for a moment and put it into her sleeve, walked out of the front porch and entered the kitchen, the black hole in the stove, the firewood had already burned, the food in the pot was cold, and the lines were not moved, showing that Father Xiao had not returned all night.

She began to make a fire to scoop rice and boil white porridge, and soon Xiao Yun came in from outside, her head and face were soaked in the morning mist, and handed her the seeds. Xiao Yun plucked off a slender firewood branch, while picking up the damp mud on the soles of his shoes, and said: "There is a vegetable garden behind the temple, and there is a pond full of wild lotus, which is quite interesting, but it is obviously empty for many days and no one has picked it." ”

Xiao Yuan listened absentmindedly, and said for a while: "Mingyue Zen Master has some magical powers, I want to come to Daddy is really wandering, this temple is full of weirdness, very cold, Sister Rong'er is always in good spirits after coming, it is better to go down the mountain early after eating." ”

The sister and brother discussed to stop, waited for the porridge to boil, put the leftover food from yesterday in the pot and steamed, and fried a plate of lotus root slices with oil and salt.

asked Xiao Yun to send the porridge and lotus root slices to Mingyue, and he went back to the room to wait for his sister to wash, and then scooped a bowl of white porridge and blew hot air to feed her.

After a while, Xiao Yun returned empty-handed, and ate the bowl of leftovers: "The door of the Zen master's room is closed, and he shouldn't be called, and he won't open it, but he will push it up from the inside. ”

Sister Rong shook her head after eating two mouthfuls of porridge, her face became more and more pale, Xiao Yan saw that it was not good, she picked up her after three or five mouthfuls of rice and carried her out of the temple first, Xiao Yuan cleaned up, threw the roasted sweet potato into the basket, hurried out of the stove room in a hurry, inadvertently saw that the door of the Zen Master Mingyue was empty, she also had no intention of care, walking quickly along the mountain road, and catching up with the younger siblings who stopped to rest, Sister Rong chased the butterfly with sweat, and saw the eldest sister pounce and shouted hungry, Xiao Yuan broke half a piece of baked sweet potato for her, and ate half of it herself, the sun came up, and the golden light pierced the mountain fog, the thick green woods are clearly visible, and there are three or two woodcutters and herb pickers walking forward one after another.

No one has ever mentioned this experience since he returned.

Xiao Yuan pondered for several days, and looking at the half-wet and half-sunny weather due to the rainy season, she finally made a decision and hung a wooden sign in front of the door.

sold the Fugui Teahouse, and then took Sister Rong and went to Beijing with Xiao Yun.

This is exactly what it is: the three lights have a shadow and send who is connected, and everything has no roots but is self-generated.