Chapter 22: Fahai, You Don't Know Love22
Fahai never thought that he would be touched by a goblin.
Could it be that he has moved the roots of love?
"No......" Fahai's face was a little pale, his expression was shaken, and he didn't allow himself to think about it like this anymore.
He was chilled all over, as if he was sitting on the edge of an abyss, and he could fall down at any moment, shattering his bones......
But why did he see her in his dreams?
It's still such a beautiful, unspeakable dream......
He had an indescribable sense of shame.
He wasn't sure who such a dream had blasphemed.
Is it her, or is it the Buddha?
Fahai Qingjun's face was solemn, and he sat on the Luohan bed, motionless like a statue, and fell into deep thought.
……
Time passes.
Night turned into day, and then plunged into darkness......
He sat there two days and two nights.
It was already bright outside.
He was awakened by a little monk:
"Senior Brother Fahai, the Ten Thousand Dharma Buddha Meeting has begun, and the abbot has called you to visit the monks."
Fahai's face was a little withered, he turned his astringent, bloodshot eyes, looked out the window, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Okay." ”
The little monk looked at him a little worried and worried, and stopped talking.
Senior brother's state looks a little bad.
But there are so many people in the temple today, most of them are coming for the name of the senior brother "Buddha".
When the time comes, they will definitely make things difficult for the senior brother, and how will the senior brother deal with it like this......
……
The day of the Ten Thousand Dharma Buddha Association is the Dragon Boat Festival.
The whole city of Hangzhou has been lively before dawn.
The streets were full of pedestrians, crowded and crowded.
Tianhuang had to hold up a purple bamboo umbrella, cover his face, and hide the curling shadow, and then returned all the way back to Baohetang.
Today's holiday, no one comes to seek medical advice.
Xu Xian sat bored behind the counter flipping through the books, and looked outside a few times from time to time to see when the white lady would come back.
There was an imperceptible nervousness on his face.
I am still afraid that she will come back, and I am afraid that she will not come back......
Xu Xian's gaze was quickly attracted by a woman in white holding an umbrella, and she stood up unconsciously.
After looking at it for a long time, he finally felt familiar.
The woman, step by step, walked into the Baohe Hall.
Xu Xian hurriedly greeted him, with a slight smile on his face:
"Lady? You're back......"
Tilting Huang took the umbrella, smiled with him, neither called his husband nor his name, but said:
"Something has been delayed these days, but during the Dragon Boat Festival, I have to rush back no matter what."
Xu Xian took the umbrella and put it aside, and glanced at the dexterous white cat in her arms:
"Xiaoqing has already told me, is the lady okay outside?"
Qian Huang smiled lightly: "Everything is fine, it's just that the weather has been hot recently, and I'm always a little tired and too lazy to speak." ”
"Is the lady hungry? Let's go for the holidays. Xu Xian said this, and he was busy closing the door.
There was a faint fine sweat on his forehead, and he only felt that the bag of realgar in his arms was burning his heart......
……
The two arrived at the dining hall one after the other.
There are rockeries and lotus ponds on all sides, the scenery is excellent, and the breeze comes slowly.
"Lady, rest, I'll go to Zhang Luo." Xu Xian asked her to sit down.
He was busy himself, putting the melons and fruits on the table, and went to get the wine again.
The phoenix sat and blew the wind, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he knew his intentions.
Xu Xian soon returned, bringing a jar of wine and two bowls.
Two bowls of wine were poured.
The pungent smell of realgar spreads.
Xu Xian smiled reluctantly and falsely, handed over a bowl of wine, and didn't dare to look at her:
"Lady, drink some wine to cool off......"