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"She's gone......" he was ready to spend the rest of his life with her, but she left without looking back.

Zhenluo stood aside and didn't talk. He knew she was gone, after all, the benefactor had only been gone from here for a long time.

Song Ju'an shook his head slowly, and then laughed, "You see, in my life, what I want, I have never been able to get, and what I want to protect will always leave me, the quicksand between my fingers, I can't catch it, and God has never fulfilled me." ”

The world is changeable, and all kinds of glimpses are floating, and in the end, all that is left is desolation.

Zhenluo twisted the Buddha beads in his hand and recited the Buddha name, "Lord Song, all people in the world are in the eight sufferings of life, see it, let it go, and all kinds of pain will be far away." ”

"I'd rather she never came ......"

He lived like this, a half-dead body, an empty shell, and yet she came to provoke him. In fact...... She didn't provoke him either, and now that she thought about it, she avoided him.

He tried his best not to let himself think deeply, and the more he thought about it, the more painful it became.

Manra sighed and turned to leave.

Outside the Buddha hall is open and vast, the distant Cangshan is dyed with gloom, the yellow leaves of the thick ginkgo tree under the high wall in the temple have fallen to the ground, and the wind blows, and it flies up lightly.

When the time came for chanting, the monks folded their hands and walked into the main hall with calm expressions.

They sat cross-legged in rows, reciting scriptures neatly, their voices clear and thorough, word by word, Zen language, as if to wake people up from the world, and no desire is the truth.

Time passed little by little, the sunset was flying, and the night was in full swing.

The people and tourists who offered incense in the temple also left, and the whole temple was restored to its purity.

Several monks entered the side hall with brooms and rags in their hands to sweep the floor and wipe the Buddha platform, and they were busy with their heads bowed, not surprised by the motionless people sitting cross-legged on the futon.

The monks who were waiting to clean up also left at some point, and Song Ju'an was still sitting there.

A black shadow flashed into the hall, and gradually walked behind Song Ju'an step by step, a cold light flashed in his cuffs, and a dagger was held in his hand.

"Xiao Yu! I thought that you would never be able to get up again like a dead man, but who knew that you went to touch Wei Guogong again, and in the blink of an eye, because of a woman, you became like you were going to die! You are really a lover, how can you achieve great things when you fold it in a woman's hands twice! Even if I don't kill you, I guess you won't be able to play any tricks, but killing you can make many people feel at ease! ”

As soon as the man in black raised his hand, he sensed a strong wind behind him, and he quickly turned to face the enemy.

Han Liang's face was cold, and the short knife in his hand almost slashed across the face of the man in black, and he was able to dodge it.

"Who is Your Excellency?!" Humane in black.

"Jin Chaoguang! Who sent you?! Han Liang asked coldly.

"You know me, but I don't know you, huh! It's not fair! I fought you last time, who are you! Why have you been staying by Xiao Hao's side?! "Humanity in black.

Han Liang also stopped talking, and the two of them fought in the hall, you come and go, flying and dodging, and it seems that the martial arts are comparable. The slender cane in Jin Chaoguang's hand, which was like a dead branch, shot poisonous needles one after another, and Han Liang dodged them one by one.

After a while, the two fighting men moved the dueling arena outside the hall, and the hall finally returned to quiet.

In the hall, Song Ju'an slowly raised his head, beat his legs with his hands, and finally stood up from the futon and walked towards the Buddha statue hanging in the center for people to worship and worship.

This Buddha statue is very large, about five feet wide and eight feet high, and it takes a lot of effort to draw it, and the person who painted it has a solid foundation and can see that he is extremely patient.

Song Ju'an looked up for a while, stretched out his right hand and touched the painting, and his eyes went down from top to bottom, and finally stopped on the lotus platform at the bottom.

At the junction of the lines of the lotus petals, he saw the character 'Du' hooked with fine lines, and moved to the left, and saw the word 'if'.

Song Ju'an silently read it a few times, turned around and walked out of this side hall, and went to other Buddhist halls to take a look, and found that all her brushstrokes and painting skills had these two words secretly left on it, and they couldn't be seen at all if they didn't look carefully.

He knew that many craftsmen and painters often leave their name or mark on a work when they create it, either openly or secretly.

Outside, the sky was completely dark, full of starlight, infinite.

He walked out of the Buddha hall, stood in the empty temple and looked up, the stars seemed to fall down rapidly, and people were breathless.

The evening breeze blows the autumn coolness, and the clothes are thin and cold. After all, the amorous paid the ruthless.

……

The Spring Breeze Pavilion was brightly lit all night, and from time to time there were bursts of warblers and swallows, and occasionally someone shouted a few times, chanting sour poems and crooked sentences, pushing the cup and changing the lamp as if they didn't know that they were tired and didn't need to rest.

Du Ruo couldn't fall asleep over and over, and he didn't know how many times he tossed and turned in bed, but he still couldn't fall asleep.

She is not a light sleeper, but the Qinglou opposite is too noisy, renting this house is cheap, I didn't expect that there were gains and losses, and she didn't take any advantage.

She sat up irritably, sat with her eyes closed for a moment, and then lay down again.

As soon as he lay down, he suddenly heard the sound of kicking the door in front of him.

Du Ruo opened his eyes, turned over and looked out of the bed tent, the sound of kicking the door outside was silent after a few sounds, presumably it was the guests in the Spring Breeze Pavilion who ran out in the middle of the night to go crazy. The first time she heard a knock on the door at night, she was really startled, her heart was about to jump out of her throat, she didn't dare to sleep with her eyes open, and after three times, she got used to it.

Half an hour passed, and there was no movement outside, and she closed her eyes again.

After thinking about it for the past few days, she finally made a decision, planning to open a shop to sew clothes for people, and by the way, cut some embroidery patterns and do embroidery work to sell, after all, she has this little ability.

Make some money to make a living, you can't just go in and out, and then make long-term plans.

After buying all the things she needed to do the work, a sign with the words 'clothes mending' written on it hung at the door, and her small shop opened.

On the first day, apart from a few curious glances from a few people living nearby, there was no business.

At dawn on the second day, she opened the door, and when she sat at the door of the shop after breakfast and waited for business, a fat prostitute ran out of the Chunfeng Pavilion opposite in a panic, and laughed at her when she passed by: Whose mother-in-law can't sew and repair!

On the third day, a beggar sat at the door of the Chunfeng Pavilion opposite, and he came early in the morning.

Du Ruo ate something casually, then sat in the shop to draw, cut embroidery patterns, and prepare to make a pair of embroidered shoes.

When someone passed by the Spring Breeze Pavilion, the beggar got up from the ground and screamed happily, with a flattering smile on his face, "Okay, okay!" Appreciate the small ones and eat them! I haven't eaten a bite of food in three days! I'm starving! Uncle, okay! ”

Some people couldn't resist his begging, so they took out a penny from their bodies and threw it to him and walked away quickly; Others were so angry that they not only scolded him, but also spat on him, and then left in a hurry.

Du Ruo sat for a while, then looked at the opposite side for a while, and found that the beggar was quite good at observing words and feelings, whenever someone passed by, he first inadvertently and quickly glanced at it, and the one who should hug his thigh ran over to stop people like a crying father, and he avoided it if he was not easy to provoke.

From morning to night, he asked for almost a dozen dollars in picking and choosing or being kicked and scolded, and it was so beautiful that when no one passed by, he hummed a song in his mouth, turned over his clothes to catch lice, and rested his head on the steps very comfortably.

Du Ruo cut a pair of embroidery patterns and chose one of them to be embroidered on the upper. There was still no business all day, and she cleaned up the bits and pieces on the table, feeling that she was about to envy the beggar.

Just as she was about to close the door and go to the street to buy some steamed buns for dinner, she saw the beggar get up from the ground, shake his clothes, and walk towards her.

"This ...... Boss! Help me sew two clothes! The beggar came in and said.

Standing in front of him, Du Ruo looked at his eyes, and realized that he was still young and immature, about ten years old, but he was sloppy and dirty.

"If you give money, you will sew." Du Ruo said.

"Give money! Give money! He grinned, took off the outer coat and threw it on the table, and then looked down and found a cleaner garment from the package he was carrying around his waist, and placed it on the table.

Du Ruo glanced at it and couldn't help but remind him: "If this is sewn up, you will go bankrupt!" "These two pieces add up to more than a dozen holes, how much money can he have?

He hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, I want to ask the boss to patch me, just like this!" He pointed to an ugly patch and showed it to Du Ruo, "I just want patches, most of these holes are torn by myself, isn't it cold!" It's cool to wear in the summer, and after a while, it's going to freeze, so it doesn't cost much to make it up for me, right? ”

"Good clothes are torn like this......" Du Ruo was speechless.

"You're out of business this day, you're not going to slaughter me with a lion's mouth, right?" He asked suddenly.

Du Ruo: "......"

"We're all poor people, let's take less from me!" He was a flattering and flattering laugh.

Du Ruo nodded, took the two clothes with a little disgust, took out the sewing basket again, sat down and was about to sew, and listened to him: "Patch from the outside, don't sew so neatly, the stitches are bigger, crooked, how ugly is it!" ”

Du Ruo: "...... Pretending to be pitiful and deceitful? ”

"Those who ask for food must look like they want food, otherwise who will pity me!"

"I can give you one hundred and eighty patches without duplicates, but I think you have hands, feet and brains, and it's much better to find a job to make money than to cheat people, so you might as well take it."

"Don't, it's cold this day, I have to dress thicker, you see I'm weak......" He flicked one arm pitifully and stroked his nose.

"Then you can wait a minute!" Du Ruo turned around and went back to the backyard, found an old dress, and took it to the front to cut it open.

"Don't stand idle, there's a basin of water there, wash your hands and help me buy two buns on the street!" Du Ruo said to him.

"Hey!" He bent down diligently in response and took the money handed over by Du Ruo with both hands.