Lu Xiu thought that her relationship with the dust was probably a bad fate.

When they first met, she followed the princess and her relatives to Xichu, and met a monk who passed out on the way and gave him a bag of water.

At that time, he was groggy and grabbed his hand, and the first thing he said when he woke up was: "Girl, how about the poor monk calculate a hexagram for you?" ”

Lu Xiu is a native of Nanyue, believes in the gods of heaven, and does not believe in monks.

But seeing the clarity in his eyes, Lu Xiu nodded in a ghostly manner.

He grabbed his hand and looked at it for a long time, frowned and said, "The girl seems to be missing something in her life. ”

Lu Xiu was frightened by his expression, inexplicably a little nervous, and asked, "What is missing?" ”

Then, I saw the monk with peach blossoms in his eyes, and said very frivolously: "I am missing." ”

……

The second time we met, it was in the palace.

After the princess arrived in Xichu, although the emperor treated her well, he was a little defensive after all, and he was unwilling to let the princess know most things.

But on this day, he let the princess go to the Qianqing Palace for the first time, and the monk of Wutai Mountain came to let her listen to the lecture together.

Lu Xiu, as the princess's personal female officer, naturally wanted to go.

I didn't want to, so I saw the colored monk again.

When she responded by giving the man a slap, she thought she would never see each other again in this life. At that time, he kept saying that there would be a day of meeting, but he never thought that it would come true so soon.

And this time, he asked himself to pour him a cup of tea.

After that, he said the frivolous words again: "Girl, the poor monk has a hexagram, are you willing to listen to it?" ”

As soon as his words came out, Shangguan Yu and Qu Linyao both looked at each other in unison, looking at this colored monk with interest.

She had her back to them, so they couldn't see the fire in their eyes.

On the contrary, the emperor asked with great interest: "I don't know what hexagram Master Chen derived?" ”

Hearing this, Lichen was full of interest, raised his eyebrows and said: "The poor monk is a word, she lacks me in her life." ”

As if he had heard some nice joke, the emperor took Qu Linyao's hand and laughed tears, and pointed to Lu Xiu and said, "Yes, then I rewarded this palace person to Master Chen, okay?" ”

Hearing this, Qu Linyao suddenly changed color, and said with a little sincerity: "Your Majesty, Ah Xiu her ......"

"What, Yao'er can't bear to be a palace person?"

Lu Xiu was not stupid, so he naturally heard the warning in the emperor's voice.

She immediately rushed ahead of Qu Linyao, knelt on the ground and said, "The slave obeys the emperor's will." ”

She is the princess's maid, and she should share her worries for the princess, so naturally she can't be embarrassed.

The emperor left a reason for the two of them to get along, and left with Qu Linyao hand in hand. It is said that because he was in a good mood, he even rested at his master's place that night.

Lu Xiu glanced at the stars in the sky, and tears slowly appeared in her eyes.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Lu Xiu suddenly turned around and glared at him angrily, like a stubborn little beast.

"Don't look at the poor monk like that, the poor monk will be moved."

Lichen still had a ruffian smile on his face, dressed in a robe, and his eyes were cheesy.

"Shame on you!"

got Lu Xiu's comment, and nodded matter-of-factly: "Pertinent." ”

"You...... Aren't you a monk, why are you so impure! ”

Lu Xiu is not good at scolding, and when he sees him Shi Ran, he feels even more angry.

However, she didn't want to, and the dust quickly restrained her smile, and sat down and gave her such an answer: "The six roots are not pure, so we have to cut off the roots of the red dust." Your name is Lu Xiu, right? ”

He still looked compassionate in the first sentence, and in the second sentence, he returned to that frivolous appearance.

Lu Xiu had an atmosphere, but he was helpless, and nodded and said, "Yes, my name is Lu Xiu." ”

"The poor monk has a layman's name, called Yao Zizhang."

Hearing this, Lu Xiu was stunned: "Aren't you a monk, what is your name, why are you still called a layman?" ”

At that time, Lichen didn't answer her, just curled his lips and smiled, and went into the room to rest.

After a long time, Lu Xiu got the answer to this sentence.

At that time he said, "The red dust is not in the world, how can it be called dust?" ”

……

Lichen lived in the palace for three months, so he let her accompany her for three months.

From the summer lotus blooming, to the yellow leaves falling to the ground.

And those days of getting along also made Lu Xiu from the initial boredom to the later heart. Probably because she had never been close to a man, and she didn't know how many rules this monk in Xichu had, so when she learned that he was leaving, Lu Xiu even blocked his way and asked in disbelief: "Yao Zizhang, you want to give me up."

In the mountains? ”

At that time, he wore a robe, his eyebrows and eyes faded red dust, and all of them were clear: "Amitabha, donor, the poor monk is gone, and there is no nostalgia in the world." ”

"So, what about me?"

Lu Xiu's eyes were red, he pointed to the hall behind him, and asked, "What about here?" ”

There was no more affection in his eyebrows, but Bo Liang remained: "There is a love calamity in the life of a poor monk, and it is difficult to become a Buddha." Now that several eons have passed, the poor monk has no longer to worry about. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Lu Xiu's eyes fixedly, and said word by word: "At that time, the benefactor asked the poor monk a question, and now the poor monk can answer you." ”

"Red dust can't be worldly, how can it be called dust?"

……

When he left, Lu Xiu sat on the ground, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, but tears fell in his eyes.

It turned out that for these three months, the only one trapped in it was himself.

He was like a poisonous spider, weaving a web unhurriedly, allowing himself to fall on the net and struggle, and finally when she couldn't escape again, he opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Fulfill him.

Destroyed himself.

"Yao Zizhang, I hate you!"

"Yao Zizhang, I hate you!"

When I dream back in the middle of the night, I often dream of this scene.

I looked back at the time, but I regretted it for the rest of my life.

If I hadn't looked back, I wouldn't have seen her look so embarrassed, and I wouldn't have been worried about it for decades.

From the midnight stare to the ringing of the morning bell, there was also a knock on the door of the little novice: "Abbot, it's time to get up." ”

I came to my senses and sat up from my bed.

Yes, I am a monk.

From the time I was born, I was sent to Mount Wutai. It is said that it is because of the prophecy of the national teacher that I am the reincarnation of the Buddha.

Therefore, not only was I accepted as his only disciple, but I also participated in meditation and enlightenment since I was a child, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which I was not allowed to enter, was a place where I could enter and exit at will.

When he was twenty years old, the master sat down. Before he died, he said that I would be cut off on the love word.

Naturally, I didn't believe this, and even insisted on going there when he told him not to go somewhere.

The wind and sand in the desert are so big that it blinds my eyes.

But when I saw her, it fascinated my heart.

Her name is Lu Xiu.

The first time we met, she gave me a bag of water, and I slapped her in exchange.

The second time we met, she poured a cup of tea, and I imprisoned her beside me.

I thought that when the love calamity was over, I could continue to participate in meditation with peace of mind, but I ignored it, and if I gave it away, I would never get it back.

Those three months were the happiest moments of my life, and I even wondered if I could just abandon everything and fly with her.

Until......

I figured it out.

The catastrophe of Lu Xiu is coming.

The emperor is bound to win South Vietnam, the South Vietnamese royal family is in a catastrophe, and Lu Xiu, who has been in Western Chu for so long and is familiar with the inside story, is even more difficult to survive.

In order to protect her, I made up a big lie. "The emperor's heirs are meager, and this woman's life is special. The poor monk prayed for you with her blessed longevity. Now the time to pray for blessings is enough, and after half a year, please remember to send this woman to the Guanyin Temple, with her offerings, you can protect the emperor's heirs

Fukuzawa. ”

There are many women around the emperor, but he doesn't have any children. He was convinced of my words.

Therefore, when dealing with the remnants of Nanyue, the emperor only opened up her net and sent her to the Guanyin Temple to protect her.

However, in only three days, she was rescued by the people of the Holy Clothes Cult.

And, still under my covert protection......

Since then, I've seen her often, but she's in the open and in the dark.

I have seen her hugging Fengqi and her eyebrows and eyes gently, and I have seen her crying in the middle of the night, and I have even seen her write three words on the paper: Yao Zizhang.

I turned away, my eyes wet.

I am dust, the dust that has passed for several eons, and I am a national teacher who is famous all over the world.

Yao Zizhang......

Not me.

But one day, it will be me.

……

Before that day came, I took the opportunity of Feng Qizhi to meet her a few times in the open.

That kid is wilted, but he is a good seedling who practices martial arts, and every time I think of him being held in Lu Xiu's arms, I can't be angry with him.

The child that Ah Xiu is willing to protect, I think, I am also willing to protect.

It's just that the older this child gets, the more demonic he becomes.

He is a crape myrtle star, but he is also contaminated with evil energy. For his sake, I brought the wicked and brought them to his side.

That's a wise girl, and she's also a blessed one.

……

When Lu Xiu was young, she was once saved by Qu Linyao.

And that life, when she almost killed Lu Xiu, it was completely paid off.

She is no longer young, but there is still tenderness in her vicissitudes of life.

Only, but not a single point is for me.

But it doesn't matter, at least, I can stand by her side now.

I'm no longer dust.

I'm Yao Zizhang.

A gangster who sells wontons at the foot of Qi Mountain with fortune telling and storytelling.

……

"Yao Zizhang, if you come to my wonton shop again to eat and drink for nothing, I will beat you to death!"

Lu Xiu's face was angry, pointing to the middle-aged man in front of him who came to eat again, his eyes were full of helplessness, but inside, there was a faint joy.

After she recovered from her illness, she saw the dust in front of her and left the place where he was there overnight. But the capital has no face to go back, the world is so big, she counts wherever she goes, and finally settled at the foot of Qishan Mountain and opened a wonton shop to live.

It's just that it didn't take long to hear the news of Master Chen's sitting.

At that time, Lu Xiu was crying and laughing, and in the end, only tears fell and she couldn't help herself.

But who would have thought that when the wonton shop opened again on the second day, he saw a man squatting on the stone steps at the door.

Seeing her open the door, he turned around and smiled: "Shopkeeper, borrow a bowl of water to drink?" ”

Since then, he has relied on his own place, and he doesn't do anything on weekdays, today he is a storyteller and a fortune teller, and the day after tomorrow, he will come to his wonton shop as a runner, collect money in an instant, and rub a bowl of wontons.

Hearing Lu Xiu's scolding at this time, Yao Zizhang was not annoyed, he came over with a smile and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, why don't you do a hexagram for you?" ”

"I count, you don't have me in your life."

"Phew, shameless." Lu Xiu's expression was annoyed, but boundless joy spread in his eyes.