Chapter 251: The Return of the Dead

The rest of the trip can be described as a smooth sail, when the land is seen from afar, the people on the boat are excited, hugging each other and jumping and cheering. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

I heard Ma Huan say that they have been drifting at sea for a year and a half, and they have long missed their wives and children at home. And this time is different from others, and there is a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe. How could I not be in such a mood?

I silently walked to the stern of the boat, leaned against the railing, looked out into the distance, looked at the endless sea, and said my final goodbye.

"Engong, don't you really share the emperor's worries with me?"

At this time, Gonggong Zheng, who was supposed to be happy with everyone, appeared behind me and asked softly.

I shook my head, "Above the court, it is enough to have a loyal and courageous person like you, not only me." ā€

"How can I compare myself to Eun Gong? Besides, the emperor needs someone to help, and one more person is better than one less. ā€

I turned around and looked at this man who was over fifty years old and still refused to accept his old age, and I was really curious, what is the charm of today's emperor that can make a person so loyal to him?

"Everyone has their own aspirations, and I have my own destiny."

Seeing that I was resolute, Gonggong Zheng stopped persuading, was silent for a while, and asked a little sadly: "In the future, can we see each other again?"

I smiled and said, "As long as there is fate, it is not difficult to say goodbye." ā€

Gonggong Zheng pondered sideways for a long time, seemed to have an understanding, and said with a smile: "Okay, then we will have a meeting later."

"Okay, leave it at that."

At this time, the boat just docked, the iron anchor entered the water, splashing a huge splash, I took advantage of the sound of Zheng Gonggong to turn back, a teleportation ashore, mixed in the crowded crowd to watch the lively and finally looked back at him.

He was stunned, and I saw him anxiously looking for me on the deck, and I thought he would never understand why a big living man disappeared as soon as he turned around.

Let all this become a permanent mystery in his heart!

I searched all the way, and when it was almost dusk, the familiar mountains finally appeared in front of me.

I was like a wanderer returning home after a long absence, standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the towering peaks, and the indescribable taste came to my heart. I don't know what Master looks like now, is his health okay? What will Master's expression be when he sees me?

It was only then that I deeply realized what it means to be cowardly.

Take a deep breath and teleport to the front of the mountain gate.

The temple in front of the red wall and green trees, the temple is majestic, the three big characters of "Shenlong Temple" on the plaque have gone through thousands of years, and it is still golden and bright, simple and atmospheric.

I stared at those three words for a long time, and my heart was so soft that it was a mess. Secretly laughing at himself, this is all home, why is his heart beating like a drum?

I shook my head lightly, walked closer to the mountain gate, picked up the knocker and was about to buckle it, but found that the door was completely hidden, and opened it with a light push.

I pressed my heart and thought about what to say at the first word when I met a familiar face, but strangely it was quiet in the temple, only the cicadas on the trees chirped merrily.

Walking into the main hall, there was no one inside, but there was a cigarette curling on the offering table in front of the Buddha, and it had burned so much that only a small part was left.

What about people? Where have they gone?

I walked through the main hall and went directly to the abbot's hall, the door of the abbot's hall was locked, and there was no one.

Hey, that's weird, did you go to dinner? Didn't you hear the sound of the cloud board?

Something can't be wrong, right? Thinking of this, my back was cold, and I was dizzy and stunned, stupid.

After a while, I suddenly remembered that there was still a place I hadn't got, so I hurriedly ran to the backyard and went straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but I bumped into a person head-on halfway.

Just listen to "Ouch!" A scream startled me, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a little monk of seven or eight years old, whose nose was bleeding, and it was dripping to the ground, making it all over the placket. The little monk sat down on the ground, wiped his sleeve, and his face suddenly became a mess, and he became a little flower cat.

I couldn't help it, so I hurriedly went over and asked him, "Are you okay?"

The little monk tilted his head and cried: "Your benefactor has knocked me like this, can I be okay?"

"I'll take you to rinse it with cool water, and you'll be fine in a while."

"Oh."

The child was very well-behaved, and when he heard me say this, he stopped crying and stood up on his own.

I took his hand and went straight to the kitchen and scooped water from the tank to rinse him. The water in the tank was very cold, and the bleeding quickly stopped, but the bridge of the nose was bruised and swollen, and his speech changed his tone, and he said in a humming voice: "Donor, why are you so familiar with us here, as if you have arrived at your own home." ā€

"This is my home, and I'm here."

"What? How is that possible?" The little monk was taken aback, and jumped out of the way to look at me, "Although you don't have hair like me, why don't you wear a monk's robe?"

"My robe is torn. It doesn't matter, I ask you, what about the abbot? Where have all the other people in this temple gone?"

"Oh, I'm going down the mountain."

"Fate? Is there not enough food to eat in the temple? Why Karma? Besides, the abbot is so old, even if it is the turn of the fate, it will not be his turn to let the old man go?"

I don't know what the situation is in other temples, but Shenlong Temple has never let monks go out to change their fate.

In my impression, although the monastery is hard, it has its own land, and it is always easy to eat and drink. And the abbot does things for people, and people will donate some merits, besides, there is a lot of incense money on weekdays, and in general, the income of the temple should still be considerable, when did it fall to the point of relying on the fate to eat?

The little monk didn't wait for me to finish my long speech, he first held his little belly and burst into laughter, "Hahahaha, why are you called the abbot?"

I wondered, "Older people are old people, aren't they?"

The little monk laughed even harder, "But the abbot is not old at all?"

Well? I'm completely blindfolded, what's the situation? Wasn't it right when I came back?

Just then, footsteps were heard outside.

"Ah, great, the abbot is back, there is something to eat!" The little monk ran out happily, and I hurried to follow.

"Nianci, are you hungry? See what I've brought you back?"

I saw a young man in his twenties, bald, wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, smiling and stroking the little monk who threw himself into his arms, with a loving expression and a dull energy.

I stood there, unable to believe my eyes, how could he be here?

I murmured, "Senior brother?"

The young man looked up at me in the same amazement, and a bag of selap cakes fell to the ground.

"Pure heart?"

I couldn't control my emotions any longer, walked a few steps, went over and hugged the man, and began to cry bitterly regardless of it.

It was a kind of joyful crying after a long absence, and of course, there was also the grievance of a child who had been away from home for a long time and was bullied outside and suddenly saw an adult.

Although, I seem to have always been stronger than Jingkong, but I really regard him as a brother in my heart, in my eyes, he has always been the good brother who liked to hold my hand when I was a child, led me around the temple, and was bullied by me but never cared about me.