When entering the temple, he left all his entourage outside the temple, this is his rule for many years, every few days, he will find a quiet time, walk into Yongji Temple alone, less than half a day, more than a day, and Shi Shiran walked out alone.

Ah Chuan and the others had already been commonplace, so they didn't ask much, at this time, they were drinking tea in a small tea house outside the temple that specializes in pilgrim business, and the steaming big bowl of tea felt warm before they drank it in their hands.

There was silence all around, Huo Jiang fell on the stone path on his side, his body and the mountain stones were integrated, all covered by heavy snow, if he didn't get close and take a closer look, looking at it from afar, he would only think that he was a big bluestone covered with snow.

In such weather, even the monks in the temple would not come here.

Huo Jiang wanted to laugh, but there were only tears in his eyes, it was better to die like this, he should have died a long time ago, he should have died more than ten years ago.

He's been living on the back for so many years, enough is enough, it's really enough.

He silently closed his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks, and his eyelashes were frozen, like a door that had not been opened in years, and the lock was rusty and difficult to open even with a key.

Huo Jiang gradually fell asleep, and in a piece of ice crystals, the woman in red gradually drifted away, and finally turned into a red spot in the snow, like a cinnabar mole in her heart.

"Wake up, don't sleep, wake up!" A voice sounded in his ears, it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, Achuan came here? Why look for him, isn't it good to let him be quiet by himself? Ah Chuan is also like him, the older he gets, the less he can talk......

"If you don't wake up, you'll freeze to death, wake up!" Ah Chuan is still calling him, no, this is not Ah Chuan.

Ah Chuan is in his thirties, how can he still be the voice of a young man?

Huo Jiang wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be heavy, and it took him a lot of effort to come to his senses.

In front of him was a magnified face, a young man was staring at him, seeing him suddenly open his eyes, the young man's eyes blinked, as if he was a little surprised, but he also blinked, so he smiled and said, "It's good to open your eyes, okay, you can't die." ”

The boy had an unfamiliar face, he seemed to be very smiling, and when he laughed, his big eyes were bent into crescent moons, and even standing in the gloomy snowy day, it made people feel as if the sun was shining through the clouds.

Huo Jiang didn't speak again, let the young man pat the ice and snow off his body, picked him up, and strode towards the meditation room in the distance.

Along the way, the young man kept talking to him, Huo Jiang went to Guoguan when he was young, he heard people say that if someone is about to freeze to death, he must not fall asleep, otherwise he will never wake up again.

"I heard that it will snow heavily outside the gates, but I didn't expect it to snow in the capital, by the way, you must not have been outside the gates, otherwise you wouldn't have braved such a big snow to climb the mountain."

"You people in the capital have nothing to climb, bare."

"Uncle, are you still listening to me?"

The corners of Huo Jiang's frozen mouth moved slightly, and he finally said one word: "In." ”

When the boy heard his answer, he was in a good mood, and he actually started singing, a boy of his age was when his voice was unpleasant, sometimes thick and sometimes thin, but he sang very happily, but Huo Jiang couldn't understand a word.

But he knew that it was Hokkien.

This teenager is from Fujian.

Fujian......

Huo Jiang's heart moved, but he quickly regained his calm, it would not be related to that family, the men of that family would fight and kill, but they would definitely not sing mountain songs.

The young man has not yet grown up, although he is tall but not burly, but his strength is not small, carrying a person on his back is still like the wind under his feet, and when Huo Jiang is about to fall asleep again, they have already entered the meditation room.

A little novice ran over to help the young man carry Huo Jiang into the house, someone brought a brazier, the young man quickly took off his clothes for him, and asked the little novice to get liquor, the little novice said in embarrassment: "Donor, how can there be wine in the land of Buddhism?" ”

The young man took out a piece of silver from his arms: "Then go and buy it, saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, you go to buy wine to save people, if you don't go, you will harm people, and the Buddha will punish you." ”

The little novice was so frightened that he almost cried, so he took the money and turned around and ran out, ran a few steps and turned around, he was going to ask the master where he could buy wine.

Huo Jiang's clothes had been stripped naked by the young man, and the heavy quilt was covered on his body, but he was still shivering with cold.

The young man's voice sounded again: "It's okay, you hold on for a while, it's good if the wine comes." ”

I heard that someone in the temple is about to freeze to death, the monks dare not slack off, there is a restaurant specializing in pilgrim business not far outside the Yongji Temple, although the Buddhists quit drinking, but these restaurants are more or less selling wine, but half of the incense work, the previous little novice and two young monks walked in with a few jars of wine.

The young man patted open the mud seal and smelled it, the wine was spirits, and the people on the kang had not frozen to death, just right.

The long-lost but familiar aroma of wine overflowed into his nose, Huo Jiang was drowsy, in a daze, he heard Ah Chuan's voice, he thought that it might be that when the monks went to buy wine, they alarmed Ah Chuan who was waiting for him outside the temple, knowing that his people were coming, Huo Jiang calmed down and soon fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was bright outside, and he saw the dust of flowers, birds, fish and insects embroidered on the roof, and then he remembered yesterday.

This is not a temple, this is his home, and it turns out that he has returned to Dongfu.

He called Ah Chuan, and Ah Chuan immediately ran in: "Master, you woke up, you are hungry, the small one has cooked porridge on the stove and kept it warm, so I will bring it to you." ”

Huo Jiang sat up, his limbs were free, and he thought that he was fine.

He asked, "When did I come back?" ”

Ah Chuan said: "The abbot master of the temple personally gave you the pulse, saying that you are fine, and it will be okay to wake up, but you are very drunk, and the little one feels that it is not appropriate for you to stay in the temple, so he took it upon himself to hire a carriage to pick you up, although the snow stopped, but the road was very slippery, and it was already the second watch when you arrived in the house, and it was a coincidence that there was no patrol on the road." ”

Huo Jiang sighed, it stands to reason that the more rainy and snowy the weather, the more it is necessary to prevent bandits from taking advantage of the opportunity, but there is no patrol in the city at the second watch, this is the capital, but this is the case, and the place is probably even more chaotic.

Only then did he think about what Ah Chuan said, and asked, "You said I was very drunk?" I don't have frostbite? Just drunk? ”

Ah Chuan smiled and said: "Yes, it is really a bodhisattva blessing, but the abbot said that it is also thanks to the little brother who carried you back, who knew how to use liquor to drive away the cold for you, not only let you drink half a bowl, but also wiped your body with liquor, otherwise you would have to suffer from the cold." ”

Huo Jiang frowned: "What about that young man?" Have you ever left your name? ”