Chapter 267: The Gate of Beautiful Scenery Hides Dusk (9)
The first rays of light in the morning penetrated through the paper window, and Ling Shang blinked dumbly.
He hates light.
When I woke up, I felt that my neck was very sore.
He was so surprised that it was dawn and almost jumped up, "Hey, why didn't you call me last night?" ”
Ling Shang looked at him wordlessly, thinking to himself that his sleepy-eyed and messy hair was much cuter than the bitter and hateful appearance he saw during the day.
Ye Mu Shen stretched out his limbs, rubbed his shoulders, and twisted his neck again.
After the soreness in his body had subsided somewhat, he felt empty again.
However, when he saw the half-dead guy in the corner, Ye Mushen's chest was so tight that he couldn't eat anything.
"Brother Jing may have gone back......" Ye Mushen suddenly thought, "Maybe he and Zhou Bingyan will both return to Xiaoaotang......"
He opened the door to his study, and the clammy wind crept through the cracks of his thin clothing.
The ground was wet and melted with fine snow.
At this time, Ye Mushen couldn't take a single step.
He was born in the scorching sun of May, the dawn of the day before the full moon.
It's the opposite of the lifeless birthday of the person next to him.
Ye Mushen retreated into the room and looked at Ling Shang, who was still meticulous in appearance, "Didn't you sleep all night?" Why is your complexion so bad? ”
Ling Shang got up lightly, swept past his side, and walked straight to the alcove.
"Hey, there's nothing here, what else are you looking at?" Ye Mushen couldn't figure out what he was doing.
On the alcove, there is a string of jade Buddha beads that are worth a lot of money when you look at them.
Ye Mushen swallowed his saliva, still unclear.
The melting snow in front of the house made him feel inexplicably that Ling Shang was like the snow that couldn't stand the sun yesterday, although it was cold, it had a very short life.
Ye Mushen had only one thought in his heart: Ling Shang was actually ...... It's also vulnerable.
A single beam of light can destroy him completely.
Because he is a man who cannot see the light, and he does all the things that cannot see the light.
Unprecedented sorrow hit his heart, and Ye Mushen's voice was hoarse, "I pulled you yesterday...... Tired of you. ”
As if he hadn't heard anything, Ling Shang indifferently took off the Buddha beads, "This...... Have you seen it? ”
"......" Ye Mushen looked at the Buddha beads fixedly, "This is ...... Taifu's? ”
Ordinary people hold Buddha beads, mostly to accumulate merit.
Only someone like Zhou Hao would let a craftsman polish a string of Buddhist beads so luxuriously and luxuriously to highlight his identity and status.
There are a total of 14 Buddha beads, which corresponds to the "14 fearless" of Buddhism.
The so-called "14 senseless" means that with all sentient beings, the same compassion and the 14 fearless merits can be attained by all sentient beings.
If you don't know something, you don't have anything to do.
If you reflect your own nature, everything will be silent.
Therefore, there is no more trouble.
Each bead is the size of a pigeon's egg, and the translucent emerald green bead surface is carved with a delicate and complex lotus pattern, but there is no trace of Zen.
"The Zhou family is a famous family...... Don't you think that the Zhou Mansion is missing a place? Ling Shang pinched the jade Buddha beads, as if in contemplation.
Ye Mushen rolled his eyes, "You mean ......?" ”
Their eyes suddenly met; The roots of the ears of the night ginseng unconsciously reddened.
"Let's look for it again." Ling Shang proposed.
"Hmm." Ye Mushen nodded, "But...... Where? ”
"It stands to reason that women's tablets should not be in the same column as men. However, the Zhou family has a queen. ”
After Ling Shang finished speaking, he smashed a Buddha bead.
Ye Mushen stared dumbfoundedly at the half-fingernail-sized note mixed in with the powder of the Buddhist beads.