Morning bell and dusk drum, Qingshan Temple is hidden between the mountains, only a natural mountain road winds up, the incense that rises is steaming lingers, the temple seems to be ethereal, it is still the morning when it rises, the clouds are foggy, the Sanskrit sound is misty, just like the Qionglou Yuyu on the edge of the sky, it is not too secret.

Because of a matter of heart, and there was nothing to do in the day, Prince Zhong and Princess Zhong had a whim, and they pulled Kou Lianyi and Xie Changan to Qingshan Temple to offer incense.

Autumn is inevitably bleak, but the autumn scenery between the mountains has a different taste.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, clear and bright, the geese fly south, suddenly change their appearance, occasionally the mountain eagle is vigorous, a prostrate down, I don't know what prey the sharp eagle claws fall on. The forest is half-dyed, and there are Xiao Xiao's fallen leaves in front of me going with the mountain wind, over the dry branches, over the ridge, and into the deeper part of the mountain, where it is lush and green, as if hiding endless hope.

The pilgrims are all elegant, the young girl in the white robe of the moon stands in the shade of the tree, and suddenly there is a happy mountain wind, dancing the leaves of the tree, falling flowers and colorful, like a goddess scattering flowers, a coquettish sound, there is a melodious and pleasant piano sound in the distance.

Although Xie Changan and Kou Lianyi are not elegant people, they are also touched when they see the scenery in front of them, and their hearts are excited, they actually want to imitate the literati and ink writers to chant poems against them, but there is no ink in their chests, and they think hard for a while, and finally only Kou Lianyi said two words, "It's beautiful!" The two looked at each other and smiled, thinking that they understood each other's embarrassment.

Prince Zhong and Princess Zhong are not as happy as Xie Changan and Kou Lianyi, and the mountain road that has been traveling for a quarter of an hour makes Prince Zhong sweat slightly, and she can't help but pant slightly, and looks up at Qingshan Temple, which seems to be close in front of her but is still in the sky, and secretly complains, and she knows that she will go to Tongguang Temple, so that the carriage can go straight to the temple gate.

Alas, it's not just for the sake of piety.

Seeing the annoyed appearance of Prince Zhong and Princess Zhong, Xie Changan chuckled and said intimately: "Mother, it's still early to be around, and we don't have to worry about the time, why don't we take a break and go forward." ”

When the words fell, I heard Kou Lianyi shouting over there, "Mother, Sister Chang'an, there is a pavilion here!" I have to say that Kou Lianyi's "mother" is more and more shouting.

Unbearable old age and weakness, and rejoicing in the sensible and caring of the two daughters-in-law, Prince Zhong smiled and bowed her head, and Xie Changan carried Chao Kou Ripples.

At first glance, it is a simple resting pavilion, but when you walk in, you can see the inconspicuous pillars carefully carved scriptures, the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the writing is like flowing water, when you feel the mystery of Buddhism, you can see the subtlety of the strokes. Raising his eyes again, the scene of Xuanzang traveling to spread Buddhism was painted on the top, solemn and dignified, and there was no lack of compassion. If you look down at the ordinary stone bench, I think there is an unexpected joy next to it.

Prince Zhong and Princess Zhong, who have always worshiped the Buddha, sighed: "This Qingshan Temple is full of Buddhism. ”

This is also why although Qingshan Temple is "blocked and long", hidden deep in the mountain, there is still an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going here.

Although Xie Changan and Kou Lianyi did not believe in ghosts and gods, they could enter the green mountains, although they had not yet entered the temple, their hearts were inexplicably stable, and their troubles and thoughts were completely thrown between the mountains and disappeared.

In the shade of the green and yellow trees, faintly seeing the incense-filled Qingshan Temple, Xie Changan's clear eyes were condensed, faintly moving, and the deep worries were not concealed, but there was no pious prayer in his heart.

In comparison, Kou Lianyi is carefree, once he marries into the palace, he is the respect of the county lord, he does not have to rely on his mother and son, his in-laws are loving, and his concubines get along very well, and he no longer has to look forward to his husband's promotion to the knighthood.

But it is fresh, because there are no elders in the family, how can Kou Lianyi a young girl come to the temple, no matter what she wants, it always makes people reverie, today's experience, it is a "ice-breaking journey" with the temple for more than ten years, as for whether she went to the temple when she was young, it is vague.

After a short rest, Prince Zhong and Princess Zhong recovered their strength, and called Xie Changan and Kou Lianyi to continue to go up.

The Sanskrit sound is becoming clearer and clearer, and I don't feel noisy, but only the mood of the name, which is a peace that is not found elsewhere. The incense in front of the temple is smoky, which shows the number of believers, or the sincerity of the heart. Dignitaries and nobles, ordinary people, are just devout believers here.

Xie Changan knelt on the futon, his eyes stared at the Yang Liu Bodhisattva with a compassionate face, he was silent for a while, and then closed his eyes, asking for nothing else, only for peace and health.

Kou Lianyi seemed to have nothing else to do, his eyes seemed to be closed, and he looked around quietly, but his face was full of freshness.

Needless to say, Prince Zhong asked for so much that the two got up from the futon, put on incense, and when they looked back at Prince Zhong, they vaguely felt that Prince Zhong still had many unprayed wishes.

The two of them waited by the side, and there was no impatience, because what Prince Zhong asked for was for them.

Xie Changan thought for a while, and said to Kou Lianyi: "Ripples, you are waiting for your mother here, I went to ask for a peace charm." In Xie Chang'an's heart, the matter of Bamuzha has never ended, even if it is calm during this time.

If you believe in the Buddha and you can keep the two little ones safe, why not?

When the three of them were all right, it was in the middle of the day, and the stomach was empty, so it was inevitable that it would be embarrassing, and the princess Zhong hurriedly smiled and said: "The noodles here taste good, why don't you try it." After the words fell, he took the two of them to another place with a familiar car.

Seeing a lot of people waiting not far away, I knew that the noodles were good.

Prince Zhong and Princess Zhong consciously waited by the side, and they didn't urge, but a burst of incense was urging the gluttonous worms in their stomachs.

This is Qingshan Temple, regardless of class, no privileges, but all living beings are equal by Buddhism. Naturally, in the past, there were also people who broke the rules, but they all called the iron-faced selfless host to "invite" out of the temple to set an example.

Speaking of this and the host, but the whereabouts are uncertain, as if they are always in the temple, and they seem to be absent, and they are not seen on weekdays, only saying that the monks have appeared when they are in trouble, and this behavior adds another layer of fog, making people more deeply aware of the mystery of the Dharma.

Xie Changan didn't know that she had seen this host, and she would see her soon, so naturally this is a later story.

When the three of them used the noodles as they wished, the gluttonous insects in the stomach almost couldn't sing the song, the noodles were glutenous, the noodle soup was sweet, I think it was the mountain spring water made from local materials, and the mushrooms were also delicious, simple and not simple.

But it was the hungry Kou Lianyi who swallowed the dates, but in a moment he wiped out the fasting noodles, patted his abdomen contentedly, smiled with his eyebrows, and said with satisfaction: "Delicious, delicious!" ”

Xie Chang'an and Princess Zhong glanced at the informal Kou Lianyi, thought about smiling, and continued to use it slowly and methodically.

After lunch, the three of them walked down the mountain slowly, but they didn't know that a monk glanced at the three of them from a distance, and murmured: "But it's difficult, but I have to go south......" The words fell, and a trace of anxiety seemed to appear on his face full of compassion, and he immediately turned around and went to the unknown path.

The reason why Xiao Yu didn't follow today was that he went out early in the morning for some reason, thinking that he didn't want to disturb Xie Changan's dream, so he didn't instruct. However, Xie Changan is not worried, Xiao Yu dares to mess with flowers and grass.

Xiao Yu made an appointment, but it was Yan Qinglan.

Every time I see the shopkeeper who is always sleepy, I am not honest and scared when I see Xiao Yu, and occasionally laugh and gossip a few words, and then lead Xiao Yu to the back.

When Xiao Yu came, Yan Qinglan arrived early, and was leisurely tasting tea, it was the new tea obtained by the owner of Liufang, and Xiao Yu was also blessed.

"Yan Shizi, I bothered you early this morning, and I hope Yan Shizi is not strange."

Yan Qinglan smiled gently, got up and welcomed Xiao Yu into her seat, as if teasing, "You and I are not brothers who live and die together, and we are also half acquaintances. ”

Xiao Yu is as good as a stream, "The friendship between gentlemen in the capital is as light as water, Yan Shizi is a gentleman, and I also uphold this way." ”

After a few more random greetings, Xiao Yu stopped laughing anymore and cut to the point: "Yan Shizi, I asked you to come here today because I have something to discuss with you." After the words fell, he carefully explained the ins and outs of the remnants of Bamuza during this period of time.

Xiao Yu is self-assured of his keenness, and he also feels that Yan Qinglan has always been smart, and now he is like falling into the clouds, if Yan Qinglan is asked to think about it as a bystander, he may have a different opinion.

The fragrance of tea fills the room, there is no outsider to disturb, and the two are also silent, vaguely hearing the voices of people coming and going.

After a long time, Yan Qinglan gradually showed worry on her face, and said in a deep voice: "If I think well, those people are just a false move, and they have not been seriously injured, King Anjun still has to be careful." ”

Xiao Yu was stunned, her clear eyes caught Yan Qinglan's warm eyes, and she didn't make a sound, her eyes floated, but she was thinking.

"But it's like this...... Xiao Yu is not stupid, he can understand it at all, but he refuses to believe it, if this is the case, just wait for one to be unprepared, he may die at any time...... Jun frowned, his eyes condensed, as if he had made up his mind, and said in a deep voice: "We must not sit still anymore." ”

Yan Qinglan bowed his head, instead of worrying about it all day long, it was better to lure the snake out of the hole and prevent future troubles. Knowing that Xiao Yu was a smart person, Yan Qinglan didn't say anything more, and Wu Zi took the tea cup again and tasted it, "I hope it's safe." ”

Although there are worries, the light in his eyes is firm, and it is an unstoppable determination, Xiao Yu raised his eyes and smiled at Yan Qinglan, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "Yan Shizi rest assured, only he is dead, and nothing else." ”

Because of something in his heart, Xiao Yu didn't delay much, and thanked Yan Qinglan and went home, but Yan Qinglan stayed and learned the art of silk and bamboo orchestra with the owner of Liufang, and he was really an elegant person.

When Xiao Yu returned home, he went to see the two little guys first, because there was no one to accompany him today, Xiao Ruoying was having a temper, and when she saw Xiao Yu, her little face was finally smiling, babbling, but she was naughty and didn't call her father.

The pink dumplings he saw were delicate in his arms, Xiao Yu's heart was so soft that it was out of control, but the depths of his eyes were extremely tough, and the black clouds were overwhelming the city.