The bell rang day after day, and the sound of chanting came from afar across the Buddhist hall.

Lin Shouxi sat in a wooden wheelchair, quietly listening to the sound outside the window, birds chirping, chirping tactfully, but Xiao He only opened a very small crack in the window in front of him, and when he looked out, he could only see a few monotonous elm leaves.

That morning, Xiao He's white robe rolled away, and when she came back, the night had fallen, and the girl looked quiet, as if she had forgotten what happened last night, she simply cleaned the room, removed the wooden hairpin that was full of hair, and walked into the depths with her skirt, burning incense and bathing.

The curling mist rose from inside, surging up the back of Lin Shouxi's neck, slightly itchy, as if a girl was breathing behind her ears.

When she came out, Xiao He changed into a simple green dress, just like when they met for the first time, she walked slowly, her slender ankles were delicate and white.

Xiao He lit a lamp on the desk, spread out the book casually, and then opened the window wider, lay down on the couch behind him, and fell asleep quietly.

Lin Shouxi still sat motionless in front of the window.

The night had fallen, it was monotonous darkness outside, Lin Shouxi's eyes had nowhere to place, he could only look at the books on the table, but his body had not healed, and he couldn't turn the book at all, so which page the book turned to, it all depended on the mood of the wind.

Early the next morning, Xiao He got up on time.

She curled up on the couch, bent her legs, put the thin snow socks on her jade feet, then tidied up her clothes, set her hairpin, and stepped on a pair of flat shoes.

Xiao He dressed herself carefully, but this kind of dress is meaningless, she still uses colorful phantom feathers to change her appearance when she goes out.

Xiao He seemed to have completely forgotten what happened yesterday, and she pushed Lin Shouxi out as always, and went to the villages and towns under Guangning Mountain to hang out.

There are many villages near the water at the foot of Guangning Mountain, the smoke and waves in the distance are misty and the white waves are vast, the fishing boats are tied to the trees and clothes like a screen, the mountain road is rugged, Xiao He walks very slowly, she looks at the beautiful mountains from afar, recalls the filthy homeland, and is at a loss in her heart.

From the village all the way to the town.

The combination of Xiao He and Lin Shouxi has attracted a lot of attention, this place is not big, and it is not even as famous as the Holy Bodhisattva, almost everyone in the village and town now knows her, as soon as she entered the town, many people gathered around, asking the Holy Bodhisattva to solve their worries.

Xiao He did not refuse, she really set up a stall, sat quietly, and solved the doubts of the visitors.

Lin Shouxi sat on the side and looked at her quietly.

Xiao He is sixteen years old this year, although she is still naïve, but she is far more quiet and dignified than when she first met, she looks so gentle and knowledgeable, the world can not imagine that her childhood was spent in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Since it is a misunderstanding, it is good to reconcile, and you will talk a lot in the future, and don't always hide things in your heart." Xiao He is enlightening a couple.

After the couple left, another patient came, the patient talked about the general condition, Xiao He glanced at his face, and while holding a pen and writing a prescription, he said:

"It's not that you've been poisoned, it's just that your kidney qi is lacking, remember to control it in the future, don't stay awake all night, it's a fundamental injury...... Take this to dispense medicine, it will be good to recuperate, and it will be cured in ten days. ”

There was laughter from the crowd in line behind him, and the man took the prescription, thanked him, and quickly hid his face and left.

The latter one is also a patient.

A couple brought a child to ask the holy Bodhisattva to heal the disease, she told about the child's condition, a sad face, Xiao He calmly helped the child to see the disease, but after writing the prescription, he frowned, showing a look of embarrassment.

It is very rare for the holy bodhisattva to have a look of embarrassment, and the husband and wife who see the doctor are worried and ask, "My child ...... Is there any salvation? ”

"Save." Xiao He looked at the prescription and said firmly: "The prescription has been written, but there is still a medicine primer missing." ”

"Medicine primer? What? The woman wondered, thinking to herself what kind of rare medicine this was, which made the holy bodhisattvas so embarrassed.

"He needs a tael of his own father's blood as medicine." Xiao He.

The man looked puzzled, thinking to himself what was so difficult about this, but the woman seemed to have been electrocuted, her face was like ashes, she looked at the holy bodhisattva, and almost knelt down.

The man didn't notice the woman's discoloration, stretched out his arm and was about to bleed, but was stopped by Xiao He.

"I'm just joking, don't take it seriously, how can any herbs in the world be based on human blood?" Xiao He smiled faintly and handed the prescription to them, "I can only cure his illness, but whether he can grow up well depends on whether his parents can get rid of his heart disease." ”

"How to get rid of heart disease?" The woman asked.

"Isn't the answer in your heart?" Xiao He smiled.

People left one after another, but the crowd did not shorten at all, but Xiao He did not have the slightest impatience, she watched one by one, or practiced healing, or mediated neighborhood disputes, or helped people to overcome the difficulties in cultivation and questioning, all of them were convinced.

There are also wicked people pretending to be scholars, coming to ask, and being broken by Xiao He's words, everyone knows that he did the unsolved case of killing people in the village a few years ago, and the murderer wanted to escape, but he was subdued by several big men and transferred to the government.

Seeing this, in the crowd behind, there were also many people who had done bad things and wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but they were captured by the sharp-eyed townspeople and escorted to the holy bodhisattva one by one to try the crime.

There are also those who see that the situation is not good, and take the initiative to kneel in front of them and turn themselves in.

"If I take the initiative to confess my crimes, can the Holy Bodhisattva be punished lightly?" The man asked in a trembling voice.

Xiao He glanced at Lin Shouxi with disdain, and chuckled: "The government may have such a rule, but I am here, not the government." ”

The sun set in the west, and a crimson purple light shrouded the quaint town, and the stretch of Quang Ninh Mountain behind it was blurred like a giant phantom.

Xiao He sent the last person away, stood up, closed the stall, and stretched lazily.

She pushed Lin Shouxi and continued to walk forward.

Xiao He bought some steamed buns and distributed them to many poor children, and finally there was one left, she asked Lin Shouxi if she wanted to eat it, Lin Shouxi was ordered by the gods, and there was no way to answer, Xiao He pretended to be annoyed: "Why don't you talk?" Are you a little mute? ”

"......" Lin Shouxi couldn't open his mouth.

"Oh...... I almost forgot, it turned out that the divine servant order has not been solved. Xiao He patted his head and asked, "Do you want the master to give you an order?" Blink if you want. ”

Lin Shouxi was neither humble nor arrogant, he didn't blink, but he didn't expect Xiao He to suddenly punch him head-on, menacing, although he stopped in front of the front line from him, Lin Shouxi still blinked subconsciously.

"Well, that's good."

Xiao He smiled softly, snapped his fingers, and unlocked Lin Shouxi's divine order.

One day and one night, Lin Shouxi could finally speak, but as soon as his mouth opened, Xiao He stuffed the last steamed bun into Lin Shouxi's mouth, and he couldn't speak again.

Xiao He looked at his current appearance, and couldn't help but rub the young man's hair, after rubbing his hair for a while, she seemed to be still not satisfied, her hand slipped down her long hair, gently touched the young man's earlobe, and breathed into his ear, making Lin Shouxi tremble.

Lin Shouxi had the feeling that he was being tied up by a female goblin and was about to be put on a steamer.

"It is worthy of being the Lang Jun that Chu Chu admires, and he is really handsome." Xiao He pinched his face.

Lin Shouxi had given up resistance.

Although Xiao He was busy for a day, his interest did not fade, and he continued to push him forward, and along the way, they also met a lot of people, some came to fight, some came to compete, and some came to discern the scriptures, all of which were vulnerable.

In addition, Xiao He also has an unexpected joy.

In a gloomy village, there are several sword and axe hands gathered together, what is the holy bodhisattva of Guangning Temple is actually the heavenly demon descended into the world, they should destroy her for the sake of the common people.

Xiao He listened silently, pushing Lin Shouxi past them, the fierce knife and axe hands were dumbfounded, and after coming back to their senses, they abandoned their weapons and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

In addition to these, Lin Shouxi also heard a lot of things, such as the destruction of saints in the world.

Since the recovery of true qi, the original martial arts that did not enter the stream suddenly came to the stage, those sects that occupy the mountains and mountains, naturally have unique cultivation resources, and have produced many peerless masters, these sects gradually disobey the constraints of the imperial court after they grow, and want to change the heavens and the earth, and govern the world with cultivators, if it were not for the Taoist sect still standing on the side of the imperial court, I am afraid that the world would have been chaotic long ago.

Similarly, the imperial court is also ready to fight back, of course, the law of destroying the saint is only spread among the people, and before it is completely torn off, the imperial court did not send troops to suppress it, on the contrary, His Majesty also drafted an edict, preparing to set up a banquet of holy lamps on this year's Shangyuan Festival, inviting the world's heroes to go.

Lin Shouxi didn't care about these for the time being.

He just remembered the Daomen master.

His brothers and sisters are still being held by the Daomen, and they don't know what the situation is doing, and if he and Xiao He want to return to the past world, I'm afraid they can only ask her for help.

He wanted to go to Daomen, but Xiao He didn't have this plan, she liked it very much, and in this world, she gained a unique tranquility.

It was late at night, Xiao He didn't take him home, but pushed him to the depths of a bamboo forest, when there was no one around, the girl faded that quiet and elegant temperament, she smiled and walked to Lin Shouxi, gently hugged his neck, and her fingertips slowly swept over his skin.

"How you treat Chu Chu, I will do to you, okay?" Xiao He asked with a smile.

Of course Lin Shouxi didn't follow.

Lin Shouxi's body was still early to heal, which made him have to be slaughtered, but fortune and misfortune depended on each other, and thanks to his ill health, Xiao He did not make excessive teasing, she just teased Lin Shouxi for a while, and then fell asleep quietly.

The two slept in the bamboo forest all night, and when they woke up in the morning, the dew wet the corners of their clothes.

The white clouds are long.

Day after day passed.

Xiao He's daily life is similar, or meditation, or giving lectures to disciples, and often pushing Lin Shouxi down the mountain to wander, experiencing the customs of various places, during which many people heard of the name of the Holy Bodhisattva, came to challenge, without exception failed.

May passed peacefully.

Summer is quietly coming.

In mid-June, the lotus flowers have gradually given birth to flower bones, and the Quang Ninh Temple is surrounded by fragrance all day long.

In this more than a month of recuperation, Lin Shouxi's injuries have recovered well, his original shattering and torn body has been roughly healed, the skin scorched by the thunder and fire has also fallen off, the new skin is as tender as a baby, full of elasticity, and it won't take long for him to completely get rid of the wooden wheelchair and walk freely.

Xiao He never mentioned leaving again.

When the lotus began to bloom, Xiao He pushed Lin Shouxi to enjoy the lotus.

By the lotus pond, the girl took off her shoes and socks, put them aside, and only put the thin white jade feet into the cool pool water, swaying gently, her cyan skirt spread out like lotus leaves, the ripples in the pool water are shallow, the summer lotus is swaying, and the water splashes like silver.

Lin Shouxi looked at it gently, the face of the girl with her toes was porcelain-white, with an almost mysterious beauty, she seemed to have integrated into this summer leisurely scene, but the moment she blended in, the lotus flowers in the pond lost their color.

Suddenly, dragonflies flew in and flocked together.

Xiao He raised her head, looked at the dragonflies flying around in the sky, stretched out her hand, and a dragonfly stopped at her fingertips, she seemed to be talking to this dragonfly, and after a while:

"It's going to rain today."

But Xiao He didn't seem to take her prophecy seriously, and when she pushed Lin Shouxi down the mountain today, she didn't even bring an umbrella.

The inhabitants of the village seemed to be accustomed to the presence of the holy bodhisattva, and when the girl walked by, they only nodded their heads and did not bother them further.

Walking on a deserted path, Xiao He spoke softly, :

"When you first saw me in the Cliff Ancient Court, you saw me for the first time."

She paused, then continued, "Can you see through me, or the black scales in your body?" ”

Lin Shouxi couldn't give an answer.

"If I had changed my appearance and stood with you in the crowd, would you still be able to spot me at first sight?" Xiao He asked again.

"Yes." Lin Shouxi said calmly: "Whether you become tall or short, young or old, I can find you at a glance." ”

"Why?" Xiao He asked.

"Because there are some things that can't be changed by the Colored Phantom Feather." Lin Shouxi.

"Is that a pretty word?"

"Honestly."

"You swear."

"I swear."

The sky grew dark, the clouds coalesced and covered the sky, and with the thunder roared, the rain fell soon after, first a few beans the size of a few beans, and before long the torrential rain poured down.

As Xiaohe, it really rained.

The girl and the boy stood silently in the rain.

"I'm going to buy an umbrella, you wait for me here, don't move." Xiao He.

"Okay." Lin Shouxi agreed.

The rain became more and more urgent, Xiao He's steps were light, and she walked through the rain like a white rose.

She walked forward, walked into the vast rain, walked into the crowd, walked farther and farther, she went to buy an umbrella, but Lin Shouxi didn't see the umbrella, and she didn't see Xiao He come back, she left like this, quietly.

……

It rained for a long, long time, and Lin Shouxi always waited in place until the rain stopped.

After the rainstorm, the golden sunlight shone through the cracked clouds and hit him, and he stood up trembling by holding on to the handle of his wheelchair, and finally his body was able to stand up straight.

He didn't chase Xiao He's back immediately, because he couldn't catch up now, the injury was still tearing his body, every step was like stepping on an iron nail, he pushed the wheelchair like this, and slowly walked back to Guangning Temple, as Xiao He had taken care of himself in the past few months.

When he walked up to Guangning Mountain, the night was like ink, he stood on the top of the mountain and looked back, and the world was like an ink-colored river.

You never left, for I will surely find you, no matter where you are...... He thought.

He returned to the wing, dried his clothes, and sorted out everything Xiao He had left behind.

He found many things, but he couldn't find the marriage letter.

It wasn't until midnight that he returned to the couch.

Lin Shouxi looked out the window and stayed awake all night.

In the days that followed, he was still recuperating from his injuries, and while recuperating from his injuries, he began to read the words left by Xiao He, from which he grasped everything about Xiao He.

Heat.

The fire clouds are burning, Wu Niu is panting for the moon, but the morning bell and dusk drum of the temple are becoming more and more lonely.

In the blink of an eye, another half a month has passed.

In mid-July, Lin Shouxi finished reading all the words left by Xiao He.

He closed the page.

Behind him, the golden statue of the Buddha is cross-legged on the agarwood seat, reciting the Lotus Sutra, his fingers are gently cocked, and it seems to contain a glass world of thousands of fragrant flowers, and outside the window, the Bodhi tree is lush and green, as if to indicate that Buddhism will be prosperous.

Lin Shouxi's hand gently rubbed the pages of the Nirvana Sutra, slowly stood up, and walked out the door.

His steps became more and more steady, and while his muscles and bones were stretched, he could also hear a series of firecracker-like sounds, the qi pill that had been dead for several months re-condensed, rotating in his body, and the white pupils and black phoenix sword meridians deepened their color due to bathing in immeasurable thunder fire, and he listened with all his heart, and could vaguely hear the dull roar of the sword meridian like a beast, and he knew that this was a sign that he was about to break through the law of thunder and fire.

But the law of heaven and earth is above, w his realm has been suppressed, but it doesn't matter, he walks in the world, and it is almost impossible to meet an opponent.

He took his bag and sword on his back and said goodbye to the monks, thanking them for their care.

The monks blessed him to bring back the holy bodhisattva.

Lin Shouxi left with Zhan Palace on his back.

But he couldn't get away.

On the way down the mountain, between the quiet mountain roads, a snow shadow appeared from the corner, floating like a cloud, crashing into Lin Shouxi's sight and stopping his steps.

The person who came wore a fence on her head, embraced the dust, her figure was graceful and proud, the curtain like clouds and mist fell quietly, until she reached her waist and hips, her temperament was extremely cold, cold as ice peaks through the clouds, and she was also extremely beautiful, as if a light glance could go to the smoke and dust of the world.

Lin Shouxi was surprised: "Why are you here?" ”

The woman smiled lightly, she walked gently past Lin Shouxi's side, tilted the dust, and said, "I am the master of the Daomen, I heard that there are remnants of the Demon Gate hiding in the temple, why can't I come?" ”

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