A large group of people walked in from outside the temple gate.

And at first glance, I saw the extraordinarily fair face in the center of the crowd, with a reddish mark between the eyebrows, which gave the jade-like face the illusion of almost solemnity, especially in the temple. And those eyes were also extraordinarily bright, and when he looked at me, it was as if a light flashed from them.

I just felt a little shorter breathing.

A hand reached over and gently grabbed my hand, it was Pei Yuanxiu, standing behind me without a trace, almost taking me into his arms.

I glanced back at him and felt some strength, so I smiled at him.

He smiled too.

Yan Qingchen brought many people, but it seemed that he also knew the rules quite well, and left most of the people at the door, and only a few personal attendants followed him into the temple. And the people who stayed at the door were obviously not ordinary entourage, all of them stood at the door in an orderly manner, although there were many people, but they didn't even hear a cough.

In a moment, they had already walked to the front of the mourning hall.

Several sturdy men slowly put down Yan Qingchen's wheelchair on their shoulders, these people's movements were surprisingly consistent, Yan Qingchen in the wheelchair almost didn't move, the smile on his face seemed to be constant, and he looked up at me with a smile: "Sister." ”

Hearing his voice shout like this, I just felt my whole body tremble.

At the same time, I also felt that Pei Yuanxiu was holding my hand and used a slight force.

Feeling the temperature of his palm, I took a deep breath, looked at Yan Qingchen, and said calmly: "Second uncle has passed away." ”

“……”

"Now, they are going to cremate the second uncle, you better go in and salute."

“……”

Yan Qingchen didn't speak, those amazingly bright eyes only kept looking at me, as if they were glued to my body, I frowned slightly, almost angry, I heard him say softly: "Okay." ”

“……”

As soon as the words fell, his hand swiped on the armrest, and the wheelchair had already bypassed us into the mourning hall.

The monks in the mourning hall stood up with their whole bodies, retreated to both sides with bated breath, and an old monk walked up to him and saluted him with his hands folded: "Master Yan." ”

Yan Qingchen raised his hand a little indifferently and said, "Master doesn't need to be polite, I'm here to salute the deceased today." ”

After saying that, and no matter what others had to say, the attendants on both sides had already stepped forward to lift him out of the wheelchair, and the other attendant hurriedly put a futon at his feet, and then they carried him and slowly fell to his knees.

After bowing down, the men immediately helped him up and put him back in his wheelchair.

Maybe because of this toss, his fair face was slightly red, but he immediately turned his head and smiled at me.

This time, even if Pei Yuanxiu's hand was not strong, I clenched my fists myself.

For the rest of the day, we all retreated to the sides, but the monks in the monastery followed their rules. All the monks knocked on the wooden fish, walked slowly around the mourning hall, while chanting the mantra of death, I stood under the eaves on the side of the courtyard, looking at them, Yan Qingchen beside me did not speak.

It was me, who looked down at him and said softly, "What about the old lady?" ”

Yan Qingchen raised his head and looked at me, with a little light flashing in his eyes: "Mother didn't come." ”

"Doesn't she worship the Buddha often? Why didn't she come? ”

"She's sick."

“……”

I was startled, looked at him with wide eyes, and Yan Qingchen also raised his head to look at me, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth: "After seeing my sister, she fell ill." ”

“……”

"I was originally going to serve my mother at home, but I still have to come over for the second uncle's funeral."

“……”

"You can see my sister too."

“……”

I looked at the faint smile on his face, and I was so shocked that I didn't know what to say, and at this moment, the monks had already carried the body of Enlightenment out from behind. He and I immediately stopped talking, held our breath, and solemnly looked at the enlightenment sitting on top of him, and sent him off for the last time.

And just as he was going out, a man was unsteady on his feet and shook violently.

He didn't scare about it, and the body of enlightenment also shook, flashing, and almost flipped over.

The people around him were so frightened that they hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and everyone supported him with all hands and feet. And at this moment, a gust of wind blew suddenly, lifting the monk's robe that was wrapped in layers on Zhengjue's body.

A touch of red suddenly caught my eye.

I was stunned.

That's—

Just a flash, as soon as the wind passed, the monk's robe had fallen down again, and it was tightly covered.

I almost thought I was dazzled, or - hallucinating.

What's going on with that red veil just now? Cassock? No, no, the robe had been blown open, and the red was not the red of the robe at all, but like-

"Rouge."

Yan Qingchen's voice sounded faintly in his ears.

My heart skipped a beat.

That's right, rouge!

Zhengjue once mentioned that the second aunt was a raccoon girl back then, and the dyeing workshop where she worked would dye a very special red, which the Shu people called - Rou Yan.

I looked down at him, only to see that his jade-like face revealed a faint coldness, and those eyes also looked at the corners of the clothes that had fallen back on Zhengjue's body after the wind passed, and after a while, he raised his head to look at me and smiled.

I slowly raised my head, those monks had already carried the body of enlightenment at this moment, and slowly walked out of the door, in the night, I could only see his thin figure, quietly sitting under the candlelight, as if that night, he quietly told me that his life was probably Ah Xian's doom.

But I never imagined that on him, under the layers of monk's robes, he also tied a sweat towel around his waist, and the color of the sweat towel was exactly what he had mentioned to me, soft rouge.

The night is already very deep.

But the entire Tianmu Temple is still brightly lit.

The candle flame and the sound of chanting went all the way up the mountain, almost lighting a fire dragon in the temple, and a few of us also followed the crowd of people to see them off, and even Yan Qingchen was lifted up his wheelchair by those attendants and went up the mountain steadily.

All the way to Tallinn.

In the middle of Tallinn, a large open space was built with firewood, and the monks carried the body of Enlightenment and slowly walked up and placed him on the high platform.

Then, the monks sat on the ground around the high platform one by one, and once again recited the mantra of rebirth.

This tower, stored in the Tianmu Temple in the past generations of monks of the Buddha bones, each stone tower, at this moment seems to be transformed into the monk, quietly guarding the purity of the Tianmu Temple, quietly watching, the last journey of the great monk.

But my heart is getting more and more chaotic.

"Chaowen said, it's okay to die at night...... The poor monk thinks that in this life, there is no time to waste......"

"In this world, there is no ...... without regrets"

"Everyone has his own Shura field, and naturally, everyone has his own world of scarf, ......"

"Poor monk, it's probably the catastrophe of Ah Xian's life......"

……

The words of enlightenment kept echoing in my ears and in my mind, as if countless raindrops were falling from the sky and falling into the water, hitting the originally calm water surface with ripples, one after the other, as if I was a mystery in my heart at this moment.

At this moment, all the sounds of chanting stopped.

In the distance, the bell rang again, and the thick bell slowly stirred up in the night, as if it had shocked everyone's hearts and washed away all the filth.

The two monks who had been following him stepped out of the crowd, each with a torch in their hands, and slowly walked to the high platform.

The firelight, reflected in my eyes, seemed to ignite the night.

Just as the two of them leaned down and were about to throw their torches into it, a voice suddenly sounded in the otherwise silent Tallinn - "Wait! ”

The two torches froze in the air.

Under the light of the flames, my pale face turned slightly red, and the eyes of everyone in Tallinn followed the voice that had just sounded and looked at me.

I stood in the middle of the crowd, a little stunned.

Even Yan Qingchen beside him frowned slightly: "Sister? ”

I couldn't speak, I just felt my heart beating hard.

After a moment of silence, an old monk slowly got up from the ground, walked in front of me, folded his hands and saluted: "Female benefactor, you just shouted and waited?" ”

“…… Be. ”

"Female benefactor, but there is still unfinished business?"

"......" I was silent and shook my head.

"Female benefactor, do you still have something to say to enlightenment?"

"......" I still shook my head.

"Why did the female donor shout to stop?"

“……”

I bit my lower lip and said in an almost hoarse voice, "I want you to wait." ”

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait—wait for someone."

"Who?"

I could feel it myself, I was trembling so much, my lips kept opening and closing, but I was a little speechless, and I saw the old monk frowning, but he still said slowly: "Female benefactor, the time for enlightenment has arrived." ”

With that, he nodded, and then turned to the two monks, and raised his hand—

Just as he was about to speak, I grabbed him by the sleeve: "Wait! ”

The old monk was already a little impatient at the moment, and his white eyebrows wrinkled together: "Female benefactor, who do you want to wait for?" ”

"Wait-wait, wait."

As soon as these words came out, the people around them subconsciously froze.

After a while, Liu Qinghan, who was standing in the crowd, took a step forward, looked at me with a puzzled expression, and said softly: "I, I'm here." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, just behind us, outside the stone gate of Tallinn, a heavy sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded.