In the middle of the night, the clouds and mist drifted in the black sky, and faintly wisps of silver light were scattered, like silk, wrapping this quiet Shaolin Temple. A huge figure grabbed a broom that was completely out of proportion to his size, and swept the fallen leaves under the moonlit night.

The sound of brushing became the only sound of the night.

Zhang Yue dragged his tired body back to the dormitory, and saw Wu Qi sweeping the floor at a glance, but he didn't say hello as before, but silently passed by, pushed open the dormitory door, walked in, and then closed the door. During the whole process, he didn't even look back at Wu Yan.

Wu Qi kept watching him go back to the dormitory, his face was a little complicated, and in the end he could only sigh heavily and drag the broom away.

Coming to his secret paradise - Taoyuan, Wu Qi was in a slightly better mood, he leaned on the peach tree, or the peach tree that had a good time with Zhang Yue, but unfortunately he was the only one now. Is he really the only one? Not really.

Wu Qi held the wine and glanced at Zhang Yue, who was babbling beside him, his eyes turned quickly, revealing a sly smile, "Come on, Xiao Yueyue, come here, come here, show you my big baby!" ”

Zhang Yue glanced at Wu Qi vigilantly, using his hands and feet at the same time, he actually climbed onto the book three times and two times, his squinting eyes wrinkled together, expressing his doubts, and saying some babbling words in his mouth.

Wu Qi scratched his head a little depressedly, this person is really a little lonely when he drinks alcohol, how can he tempt this different Zhang Yue to drink with him? Wu Qi thought about it and soon had an idea. He slapped the mud seal, poured himself a big sip of wine very arrogantly, and then burped with satisfaction, and glanced at Zhang Yue on the tree secretly, "This wine is really good, it tastes very good, sweet and fragrant, alas, it's a pity, some people can't drink it in their lives!" ”

After speaking, he raised his head in an extremely exaggerated manner, raised the wine vat high, and the pink liquor flowed out of the mouth of the vat and fell into Wu Qi's open mouth impartially, and the rich aroma of wine spread out, just like the slender jade hands of a beautiful woman, which can hook the soul.

Zhang Yue was restless, squinting his eyes and peeking through the cracks of the branches, the aroma of wine penetrated into his body through the tip of his nose, and was frantically teasing his taste buds, but Zhang Yue subconsciously felt that this stupid big man was not at ease, and refused to come down to say anything. In order to resist the temptation, Zhang Yue began to pick fruits, and one by one the tender peaches were swallowed into his stomach in one or two bites.

Crunch crunch......

Grunt......

The two voices intersected with each other, making this place where peach blossoms fly a little more childlike.

"Eh, ......" Suddenly, Wu Yan screamed miserably. He was drinking vigorously, and the kernel from which he didn't know came from smashed into his face, ruining his interest. Wu Qi looked up and saw Zhang Yue snickering while grabbing a peach, "Eh, you stinky boy, don't drink with me, even dare to disturb me?" It's not a small amount of courage! ”

Wu Qi jumped forward, his body was light, in Zhang Yue's eyes, he only saw a shadow vaguely, and when he looked closely, Wu Qi's bright bald head had already appeared in front of his eyes.

Zhang Yue screamed, and the two peaches in his hand were thrown out. Seeing this, Wu Qi hurriedly caught it and scolded: "Bastard! Do you know how precious this fruit is? Just give it to you, and you're still wasteful? Shameful! ”

Seeing Wu Qi's hurried appearance, Zhang Yue showed a playful smile.

"Stinky boy, you still throw it!"

"Hey, hey, don't touch my wine!"

"Ahhhh You can't pick flowers, don't pick wildflowers on the roadside, haven't you heard of it? ”

……

Zhang Yue was lying on the bed, covered with a thick quilt, but he felt cold all over, and a pervasive cold was flowing through his body, even seeping into his soul. If the soul can be manifested, then Zhang Yue can be seen sealed in a golden crystal with strange symbols written on it, and a melodious voice spreads from it.

"Om!"

Zhang Yue suddenly opened her eyes, the bright golden light flowed between her eyes, her mouth opened by itself, and she kept chanting a note, the tip of her red tongue trembled between her teeth, and a pink lotus flower bloomed. This is the true tongue of the lotus flower.

This sudden change shocked everyone. The abbot and the old monk rushed over as soon as possible, and behind them there was a group of monks who did not know the situation, but their faces were calm and vigilant.

The dormitory where the prisoners were held had become the brightest place of the night, and even the thick clouds could not hide the light, which was not much more than the sun, not to mention the silver moon on the horizon, which had already dimmed.

"Om!"

One after another, like the tide, like the waves of the sea, it does not stop, echoing in the night. Except for the abbot and the old monk, the rest of the monks knelt down one after another,

The abbot held the Zen staff, rubbing the Buddha beads in his hand, and his expression was never heavy, "This is the Great Ming Mantra?" Why can a sinner comprehend the Great Mantra? Don't...... Can he still be a Buddha? ”

The old monk shook his head very firmly, "Impossible, his soul has long been lost, how can a person without a soul be a Buddha." What's more, our Great Mantra is not meant to give people enlightenment. ”

"So you're telling me what's going on?" The abbot shouted angrily, his voice was like thunder, his eyebrows were open, and the terrifying momentum was like an abyss, which made the old monk breathless.

"I don't know, but it's not necessarily a bad thing, maybe we can get the best puppet ever?" The old monk hurriedly knelt down and said respectfully.

The abbot glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "Bring him to see me tomorrow, here, I am Rulai." No matter what kind of Buddha he is, he is my subject. ”

The old monk lay on his stomach, and it was not until the abbot walked away that he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "Where is this Shaolin Temple, this is simply a Buddha country!" ”

It wasn't until the morning that the vision on Zhang Yue's body calmed down, he still had that dull face, like a robot, doing what he had to do every day, simply washing, and after breakfast, it was time for morning exercises.

But today is a little different. When Zhang Yue had just tied up his horse and was about to swing his fist, the old monk stopped him, "You come with me." Zhang Yue didn't say much, every prisoner here would not resist. Even if they were to commit suicide, they might close their eyes and accept it indifferently.

Zhang Yue followed slowly in the old monk, his steps were well controlled, and he always maintained a distance of his body, which had become a habit, a habit carved into his bones. In the old monk's view, this kind of calculation down to the millimeter is no different from a robot controlled by program coding.

"Abbot, man, I brought it." The old monk stood in front of the door and bowed respectfully. Seeing the old monk bending over, Zhang Yue's first reaction was to kneel, which is the order of the hierarchy.

In the meditation room, the abbot wiped his golden Zen staff and said indifferently: "Come in." ”

Between the words, there is a majesty that cannot be resisted.

Zhang Yue had just crossed the threshold, and before he could stand firmly, the abbot's knife-like gaze looked over. Zhang Yue was unconscious, but subconsciously stopped, quickly knelt on the ground, and the whole movement was done in one go.

The abbot narrowed his eyes, and his soul power turned into a pair of hands, peeling off Zhang Yue's appearance little by little, until the deepest soul and heart were exposed, and when he saw the brilliant golden crystal, he smiled with satisfaction, "The first person in the world with soul power, it's just that!" ”

The whole process was only a few minutes, but the old monk on the side seemed to have survived a century. The abbot's soul fluctuations did not have any intention of restraint, and the terrifying coercion made the pores of the old monk's body tremble, and a kind of heartfelt fear made him bend down the rickety demon, and his head was even more eager to be buried in the ground.

Zhang Yue was taken away, still expressionless, but the old monk was pardoned.

From this day on, Zhang Yue's life has become much simpler, she doesn't even have to go back to the dormitory, she just needs to stay in the pagoda, listen to Buddhist scriptures all day long, and copy Buddhist scriptures. The ancient Buddha green lantern has a bit of Zen.

Wu Qi would still sweep the floor in front of Zhang Yue's dormitory at night, but he didn't wait for him anymore. After persisting for more than a month, Wu Qi seemed to have given up, lingering in front of the Buddha all day long, waving a broom like an old woman's rotten teeth to sweep the fallen leaves all over the ground, and he didn't know when he would finish sweeping.

……

Jingsi, on the small lake, the boat is swinging lightly, Yan Xi is standing on the bow of the boat with a green umbrella, looking into the distance. A year has passed, and time seems to never leave a trace on her face, she is still the same pot of tea, fresh and long, but there is a little more loneliness in her eyes, which adds a bit of bitterness to this cup of tea.

She hadn't been on this boat for almost a year, and without Zhang Yue here, it was boring to do something as pleasant as rowing.

The nurse stood on the balcony, looking at her quietly, Lao Hei stood aside, hugging the nurse's waist, he was usually talkative, but now he closed his mouth very interestingly, only the cigarette in his mouth was burning quietly.

After a long time, Lao Hei extinguished his cigarette and sighed, "You say, if it is really closed for a hundred years, can Xiaoxi be relieved?" ”

The nurse shook her head, her face was also full of helplessness, "There are not many people she cares about in her life, and Stay Moon is a rare one, but it's a pity that Stay Moon has taken the road he doesn't like the most." If they were just ordinary people, they might be good friends. ”

"Friends?" Lao Hei was a little confused.

Looking at Lao Hei's surprised expression, the nurse was even more puzzled, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

Lao Hei scratched his hair and said, "Have you ever seen such an ambiguous friend?" Obviously, the two of them have a leg! ”

Unexpectedly, the nurse shook her head very firmly, "It's different, they are too familiar with each other, there is definitely no love between them, but they are not lost in love, it is difficult to explain, but I believe that Zhang Yue has not loved Xiaoxi, and Xiaoxi has not." I always feel that Xiaoxi has another person in her heart who is more important than Zhang Yue. ”

As she spoke, the nurse's eyes fell on the green umbrella in Yan Xi's hand.