Ah Tian withdrew his gaze.

She believes that one person can live well. For example, the monk's brother, he is young, he has lived alone in the temple of bitterness and practiced for several years, hasn't he also taken photos year after year?

Brother Monk can, and so can she, Ye Atian.

"Ah Tian, let's continue on our way."

"Okay."

But Ah Tian was ashamed, the jade pendant that the monk's brother took out was really valuable, and it must be a beloved thing, or he would not treasure it in his arms.

She asked tentatively, "Brother monk, who gave you that jade pendant?" ”

Zhaoshui said: "Since it is sent out, I don't want to do it." No matter how good something is, it's really something. No matter what, it's not as expensive as people. ”

Ah Tian was even more moved.

She grabbed Zhaoshui's hand: "Brother monk, you helped me and saved me." As long as you don't dislike it, I will stay by your side and repay you as a cow and a horse. ”

Her eyes were full of eagerness, and she really had the urge to go to the soup for him.

"No, I don't. I am a monk, and my cultivation is to purify all sentient beings. When I meet others, I treat them as usual. ”

Zhaoshui's explanation, somehow, made Ah Tian feel slightly disappointed.

Stayed at the bazaar.

Shine on the water and get busy. Buy pen, ink, paper, inkstone, rice, flour, grain and oil, and candle wicks.

The two of them carried two baskets full of things they bought.

At noon, Zhaoshui took Ah Tian to a tea stall and asked for a few vegetarian buns and two pots of tea.

The people who rushed to the market, the sellers, and the passers-by, when they saw him with a girl, and they knew him, laughed and made fun of him. No matter what others asked, Zhaoshui only said that Ah Tian was a pilgrim who temporarily lived in his temple, and asked them not to joke anymore.

After this time or two, Ah Tian lost his shyness and didn't care anymore.

Looking at the others pointing and pointing, she straightened her back instead, sat generously, and swayed frankly. It is also a strange one.

Na Zhaoshui went to a bookstall again, picked out a few books, and put them in his sleeve.

On the way back, Zhaoshui finally told Ah Tian: "I want to teach you how to read." You're a smart girl, and it's a pity that you can't read. ”

"What? You're going to teach me how to read? Ah Tian's face was excited, as if he couldn't believe it, and his eyes were shining.

"Not bad. I'm also going to teach you how to write and write beautiful words. With a serious look in his eyes, he promised softly.

Ah Tian couldn't wait to go back to the temple. The monk's brother is so good, what she dreams of is to be able to pick up a pen and write like a scholar. I heard that those who are highly educated will also write poems and lyrics.

Although the basket was a little heavy, Ah Tian was still overjoyed.

At noon, the sky cleared. The sun struggled out of the dark clouds, first red, then brilliant gold. The moist ground is gradually drying out.

The two walked to the front of the temple one after the other, and as soon as they dropped their crutches, they were surprised to find a drunken man lying at the entrance of the temple. Zhaoshui looked at it, this person did not look like a nearby mountain man, although he was gorgeously dressed, but the short hexagram was decorated with animal skins and bird feathers, and he held a wine gourd in his hand, and a broken blade was inserted in his waist, and his outfit was a bit like a bandit in the mountains.

Zhaoshui thought about it, and reminded Ah Tian to just go in, and he should not see this person.

I didn't want to, but the man opened his half-squinted eyes, suddenly pulled the placket of Zhaoshui's clothes, and shouted: "You monk, when you see your grandfather here, you dare to ignore it?" Quick, pour tea for grandpa and sober up with grandpa. ”

The drunk man pulled violently, and Zhaoshui had to put down the basket. He reminded Ah Tian: "You hurry in." ”

"Where did the little lady come from, so handsome? Oh, grandpa is in the mountains, it's rare to see such a good-looking little lady! When the drunkard saw Ah Tian, he jumped up again, sprayed wine, stopped Ah Tian, and turned around with a pair of eyes squinting.

Ah Tian was disgusted.

Zhaoshui said: "Do you want to sober up the tea, the monk will pour it for you." ”

The man just smiled. "You're interested." And he took out the short blade from his waist again, and pointed it at Zhaoshui clearly, "Monk, you go in, this girl stays, I will pull it into the mountains to be the lady of the village......"

Ah Tian was a little afraid. Just now in the bazaar, someone said that there was a mountain thirty miles away, and there were several fierce and vicious bandits in the mountain, who committed adultery and plunder, and did all kinds of evil.

Zhaoshui calmed down: "I'll pour it with you." This girl is my layman's sister, you can't take it with you. ”

The man laughed, and shook the short blade back and forth in his hand: "Monk, are you toasting and not eating and drinking?" It seems that grandpa has to give you a little bit of power? ”

The water had to retreat.

The man pounced again, fell down heavily, and snored like thunder.

Zhaoshui took advantage of the situation to pick up the short blade and instructed Ah Tian: "You go in and tidy up the pen and ink." It's okay, don't come out. ”

"But?"

"I'll sit here and wait for him to wake up."

Ah Tian was not at ease after all, so he stacked the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and came out to see.

At first glance, the entrance of the temple was empty. The monk and the drunkard are gone.

Ah Tian was surprised, could the drunk man wake up, grab the monk's brother and beat him? She wanted to scream, but she didn't dare to scream.

But seeing the forest in front of him, the monk walked over with a relaxed step. Ah Tian was even more surprised. "Brother monk, what about the man?"

"When I woke up, I left."

"Really?" Ah Tian didn't believe it.

Zhaoshui explained: "The quiet place of Buddhism, even thieves and bandits, need to be avoided." It's okay, let's go inside. ”

But Ah Tian still felt that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to say anything.

After eating coarse tea and light rice, Zhaoshui was ready to formally teach Ah Tian to read and write.

The first thing he taught was the word "eternal". The monk wrote a strong and fresh "Yong" on rice paper and told Ah Tian: "Don't look at this word as simple, but there is a lot of good things hidden inside." You see this is the point, this is the horizontal skimming, this stroke is the vertical hook, this stroke is the skimming. The words under this world, no matter how simple or complex, are inseparable from these few strokes. Only after writing the strokes can you practice calligraphy. ”

As soon as Ah Tian heard this, he felt that literacy was not an easy task, and he hesitated in his heart.

"Ah Tian, come with me." Zhaoshui took Ah Tian to the back of the kitchen, where there was a large water tank in the corner of the wall, and a bamboo lid was on the water bar. Shine the lid and say, "Look, is the water in this jar black?" ”

Ah Tian took a look, but it was black water, and it smelled a strong smell of black ink.

"This is the water I used to practice calligraphy and wash the pen. Literacy and hyphenation require hard work. As long as the effort is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle. "Shine the water and close the lid again." Sometimes, when I'm tired of writing, I come here to read it and motivate myself. ”

Ah Tian was certainly amazed.

"Brother monk, why are you practicing so hard?" Although Ah Tian is illiterate, she has seen the words written by Zhaoshui, of course she doesn't know what calligraphy is, but she thinks that what he writes is unspeakable.

Terumui didn't answer her immediately.

"You're not me. Of course not like me. ”

These words made Ah Tian even more confused. This monk brother, the more he gets along, the more he feels that he has a lot on his mind.

Atianguo is smart.

One afternoon, I had already practiced a few words with Zhaoshui, and the writing was quite decent.

Na Zhaoshui taught seriously, and when he saw that Ah Tian was holding the pen in the wrong posture, he stepped forward to hold her hand and teach her personally. This inevitably leads to skin-to-skin contact. Can be concentrated according to the water, no distractions, calm face, although Ah Tian is shy, but still calm down, listen carefully to the water explanation.

According to the water, the word "day" was originally a pictogram, it was the ancients who saw the red sun burst out, on a whim, drew a circle, and added a little more, so that the word is made, it is also vivid. And the "moon", the same is true, the word "moon" engraved on the Zhong Dingwen is curved like a hook, like the general under the painting.

Ah Tian listened to it, and admired the monk's knowledge even more.

Until evening.

The monk called the big snake into the temple, and after having a fast meal with Ah Tian, he told Ah Tian to rest early, and after chanting, he still practiced calligraphy under the lamp in the hall. It's hot, especially at night. The monk almost wanted to sweat like rain. His desk, in addition to the Buddhist scriptures, is the bookbooks of all dynasties, stacks and stacks, and the small bookcases can no longer be put down.

These dilapidated books are priceless.

Seeing that the water was hard, Ah Tian poured him another bowl of wolfberry tea.

"Brother monk, wipe your sweat, don't be too tired." Ah Tian handed over the handkerchief.

"It doesn't matter. When you did not come, I did it night and night. ”

After he wiped his sweat, he suddenly smelled a little fragrance in the towel, looked at it, and looked embarrassed: "Ah Tian, I am a monk, and I can't use those vulgar things, especially women's personal things, it's really blasphemous to the Bodhisattva." ”

He gathered his weight and recited another sentence that Ah Tian couldn't understand, which made Ah Tian uneasy and embarrassed.

For a moment, the two were speechless.

Late at night. After falling asleep in the water, he fell into a nightmare.

In the dream, the monk kept shouting: "A-Niang, A-Niang...... Don't go. I listen to you, practice words every day, and never slack off. Do you blame me for falling into the empty door and becoming a monk? A-Niang ......"

Zhaoshui screamed in pain, closed his eyes, and stretched his hands forward, as if to grasp something, frowning.

Ah Tian heard the monk's call in the meditation room, and he couldn't bear it, but he was also curious, so he lit the lamp and came to check. Before taking it to the floor, Na Zhaoshui grabbed Ah Tian's arm, and Ah Tian suddenly fell on his lap.

Na Zhaoshui still closed his eyes, but he had already held Ah Tian tightly in his arms, so that she could not move, and murmured in his mouth: "Ah Niang, you finally ignored me...... Auntie, don't leave me......"

Ah Tian's face was red to the base of his feet and neck.

It was a hot day, and Zhaoshui took off the monk's robe and fell asleep, wearing only a pair of pants on his body, tied with a belt, and the rest of the place could be seen at a glance.

He was young and strong, and his body was strong, and his arms and chest were full of strong muscles.

The so-called clothes look thin, and undressing has meat.

Ah Tian was anxious, he didn't know what was wrong with Zhaoshui, he forgot to put on a piece of clothing, and he wore a small coat and pants, and now he was hugged tightly by the monk, so tight that he could hear his fierce heartbeat.

Her gown was also covered with hot sweat.

"Brother Monk...... I...... I'm not your aunt......" Zhaoshui was unconscious, still dreaming, he bent over, and leaned his head into Ah Tian's arms, fantasizing when he was still a child.