When it was very late, Chen Busi asked Lilac to return to the inn, because the burning of Lilac had not yet subsided, and he couldn't let Lilac follow the vigil here because of the death of Mao Gong.

Lilac put the uneaten dog meat beside Chen Busi and said to him, "Brother Ziji, I can't stand the hunger, don't forget to eat a few bites, and I can't faint from hunger." I went back to the inn alone, drank the medicine, and if it wasn't too dark tonight, I would come over with you to keep a wake for the old man Maogong. ”

Chen Busi glanced at Lilac and said to her, "Lilac, you better drink the medicine and rest, just have me here, and we will bury Mao Gong early tomorrow morning and put it into the ground." Also, Lilac, there is only Chen Busi in this world from now on, and there is no Chen Ziqi, so I will still be called Chen Busi in the future. Avoid unjustified calamities. ”

Ding Xiang seemed to understand what Chen Busi meant, so she said, "Okay, don't think about brother, don't worry, I will only know Chen Busi in the future, and there will be no Chen Ziqi." ”

With that, Lilac left the place.

This Mao Gong is really pitiful, he has never married in his life, he has no heirs, he has been in charge of injustices all his life, he has done countless things for the people of Weiyang Mountain, and when he dies, there is no one by his side.

If there was no Mao Gong to report that night, then Chen Ziqi Xing might have died, this life was given by Mao Gong, and he was the descendant of Mao Gong, so he had a new name, Yu Sizhi.

By the way, Mao Gong was friendly with Yu Qing, the presiding monk of Hantan Temple, and when he buried Mao Gong, he went to Hantan Temple and told Yu Qing the news of Mao Gong's death due to illness, hoping that Yu Qing could come to Mao Gong's grave to worship and mourn.

Lilac returned to the inn, asked Xiao Er to boil medicine, and instructed Xiao Er to go to the street to buy some paper money and other funeral supplies. After drinking the medicine and taking the funeral supplies, Lilac returned to the place where Chen Busi was without stopping.

"Don't think brother, I'm back, I brought you a few thick clothes, it's a little cold at night, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

"Thank you Lilac, but you really shouldn't come back, you are just better, and you have to follow me here to keep a vigil for Mao Gong, I am also worried about you."

"Don't worry about me, don't think about my brother, I'm in good health, it's almost okay, I can't stay up in the second half of the night, I'll lie down and sleep on the spot." Then, as she spoke, Lilac handed the paper money to Chen Busi, who lit the paper money, and the fire flickered in front of them.

"Brother Busi, can you tell me how Duke Mao is kind to you?" Lilac came to ask Chen Busi.

Chen Busi told Ding Xiang about Mao Gong's rescue of him on a rainy night. And he kept himself in Hantan Temple, and told Lilac about being taken in by the host of Hantan Temple and Deacon Yanqing. Lilac also knew the reason why she hadn't seen Chen Zi for so many years.

"Mao Gong is really a great good man, we should guard the spirit of his old man, don't think about my brother, I will kneel and worship Mao Gong with you."

Chen Busi said, "Lilac, let me be myself, Mao Gong and his old man will definitely not blame a sick woman." You don't have to be tough, just raise yourself, and Mao Gong will feel at ease when he knows it. ”

"In that case, well. I still don't think about my brother, you keep it. I'll just lie down and sleep. ”

Lilac was half-curled up and fell asleep on a straw mat.

The burning fire of the paper money danced on his face, and Chen Busi looked at Lilac's face with a lot of thoughts.

In the second half of the night, Chen Busi got up, took off one of the clothes on his body, covered Lilac, and then knelt down again and stood in front of Mao Gongling.

The late-night wind blew on the door and blew out the flame of the paper money, so Chen Busi covered the door again and continued to light the paper money.

Early the next morning, Chen Busi and Ding Xiang buried Mao Gong's body in the deep forest. And I had a good worship.

After the two of them finished worshipping, they hurried back to the inn, took their belongings, and left the inn. That day was also the day when Zhu Zhen went home to visit her parents, Chen Busi and Ding Xiang walked one after another, walking in a depressed mood, without speaking, they disappeared into the market.

After walking for a while, Chen Busi said to Ding Xiang, "Ding Xiang, I still have something, I want to go back to Hantan Temple and tell Yu Qing about the death of Duke Mao, if not, you can go back first and go to Niu Ding Niu Mao and them." ”

"No, don't, I'll go wherever my brother goes." Lilac seems to be very firm in her heart, and she wants to follow Chen Busi.

Chen Busi saw Lilac's persistence, so he didn't drive her back.

"Alright then, Lilac, you can follow me to Hantan Temple."

So the two turned back to the direction of Hantan Temple.

After Chen Busi left Hantan Temple, he didn't think about the daily tea and food, as if he had lost his soul. The task assigned to him by Deacon Yanqing was not completed cleanly. After all, people are gone, leaving Hantan Temple, returning to the tediousness of the world, and they always tell themselves to let go, let go in order to be peaceful, and let go in order to have some understanding.

Chen Busi saw that the door of the main hall of Hantan Temple was open, so he walked in with Lilac.

After passing through the main hall, Chen Busi arrived in the backyard, and Chen Busi shouted, "Don't measure, don't measure the teacher." ”

This is not enough, I only feel that I wake up from a dream, this voice is Chen Busi, it is Chen Busi's voice. walked out of the door without a measure, saw Chen Busi, and fixed his eyes to see that it was indeed Chen Busi.

"No, it's you? It's only been a few days, and I want to think about the home of this Hantan Temple? How about it, have you met your parents? ”

Chen Busi walked into the room with Buliang and introduced him to the cloves. "No, this is my lilac sister who grew up with."

I didn't see Lilac, and I felt a little shy, "It turned out to be Sister Lilac, Sister Lilac is very beautiful." Lilac looked at it and smiled.

"Master Buliang, thank you, thank you for taking care of Brother Busi for so many years."

Buliang said, "No thanks, I don't think about taking care of each other, hehe." Lilac also smiled happily.

Chen Busi said again, "No, I haven't recognized my father and mother yet, after going down the mountain, I have experienced a lot of things, and today I returned to Hantan Temple to see Yu Qing to preside over it." ”

"See Yu Qing hosting? Yu Qing presided over this meeting, and it is estimated that he is with the deacons and the temple supervisors, and they should be in deliberations. You wait, don't think, I'll go and see. I'll be back to you as soon as the results are available. ”

"Alright then, no, then you can go. Lilac and I are waiting for you here. ”

"Okay, then I'll go." After speaking, he went out to find Yu Qing as the host.

Chen Busi returned to Hantan Temple, returned to this place where he had stayed for eight years, and the memories were like yesterday. "Lilac, look, this is where I live, reading scriptures, copying scriptures, reading poems, paintings, participating in meditation, strengthening the body, and exercising at night. There is a lot of companionship every day, and it is not lonely, and it has been more than eight years in a flash. ”

"Don't think about my brother, it looks cold here, you really suffered a lot of crimes, right?"

"Where? Lilac, is Deacon Yanqing good to me and me? Don't look at Deacon Yanqing's bitter and hateful appearance, he is strict with me, strict and meticulous, and he has never talked about being kind to me. Really a meritorious person. ”

"That's good, don't think about my brother. As long as I don't beat you up, that's good. Lilac said, looking at everything here, thinking about it in her head.

I didn't go to Yu Qing's presiding office, just as Buliang said, Yu Qing presided over Yu Qing and Deacon Yanqing himself supervised the temple and others got together and discussed something. Before long, he approached the door to listen.

Yu Qing presided over and said, "It is not far from the day of the Buddha's Birthday, and the Buddha's Birthday must be done in a proper manner, because when the time comes, the city lord of Weiyang City will come to my Hantan Temple, and we must be prepared to make this Buddha's Birthday look like it and welcome the arrival of the city lord of Weiyang City." ”

Deacon Yanqing said, "What presiding over Yu Qing said is very true, we must take this matter to heart, and there will be no mistakes." The others nodded their heads as well.

Without a measure, he leaned against the door and accidentally pushed the door open, and Yu Qing presided over and said, "Who is outside the door?" If you don't measure it, you will be embarrassed to bow your head and come in, "Host Yu Qing, it's me, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I came to you for something important." ”

Host Yu Qing asked everyone to stay here, ready to continue discussing the details later. I went out with no measure.

"No, what are you looking for me?" Yu Qing presided over the question.

"Yu Qing presided, a few days ago, Chen Busi left Hantan Temple."

"What's wrong? Didn't things get handled? ”

"No, host Yu Qing, I don't think I'm coming back today to find you and have something urgent to tell you, so I have to tell you in person."

"Don't you want to go back to my Hantan Temple?"

"Yes, Yu Qing presided. Waiting in my room in the backyard. ”

"Okay, don't measure, I'll go with you." Yu Qing presided over and walked into the room one after the other.

Chen Busi saw Yu Qing hosting, the corners of his eyes were red, and he said, "Yu Qing presided." ”

"What's the matter, don't you think? Since you have returned home, why did you go back to my Hantan Temple today? ”

"Yu Qing presided, that Yu Maogong, he, died of illness last night. And I kept watch for him all night, and when I laid him in the morning, I came back and told you about it. ”

After hearing this, Yu Qing was shocked.

But he did not mourn about the form and color. "Amitabha, Mao Gong and I have been friends for a long time, and he is a very kind person, but now his soul has returned to the middle of the world, which is really heartbreaking. So, don't think, you tell me where Mao Gong is buried? When I have finished dealing with the matter before me, I will go to his grave and pay my respects. ”

Chen Busi told Mao Gong's grave to Yu Qing. Then, host Yu Qing left sadly.