Today's weather is very hot, the air conditioning in the car is very sufficient, Ye Qingya listened to the music and looked at the vibrant green outside the car window, her mood became relaxed, she decided not to get married again, and it was good to enjoy the world quietly alone.

Xu Chunliang knocked on the car window, waking up Ye Qingya, who was immersed in thought, and she turned on the central control.

Xu Chunliang opened the door of the driver's seat and motioned Ye Qingya to go to the co-pilot, there were a lot of mountain roads to open when he turned back, he didn't believe in Ye Qingya's driving skills.

Ye Qingya obediently went to the co-pilot seat and took a cup of cool poplar branch nectar handed to her by Xu Chunliang.

Xu Chunliang said: "I bought it downstairs in the hotel, you can taste it." ”

Ye Qingya nodded with a smile and glanced at the time it was just eight o'clock.

Ye Qingya's mood was really not affected in any way, in fact, she was in a relaxed and happy mood when she was with Xu Chunliang, probably because of Xu Chunliang's super infectious power, when she saw Xu Chunliang laughing, she felt that her heart was rippling together.

Driving up the mountain road, I found that the car was not flexible in terms of cornering, Ye Qingya looked at the cliff on the side, and said with some fear: "Fortunately, it's you, the car is driving so well, I don't dare to drive it." ”

Xu Chunliang said: "Just drive slowly, there is no other thing in car skills, but he is familiar with it." ”

Ye Qingya said: "You are an old driver." ”

Xu Chunliang coughed and said, "Sister, what do you mean?" ”

Ye Qingya came to her senses and slapped him on the arm shyly, knowing that Xu Chunliang was teasing herself, but instead of being angry, she was sweet in her heart. No man dares to make such a joke with her, even Qiao Rulong never jokes with her in this regard, and after the two get married, they can be described as respecting each other as guests.

Ye Qingya doesn't have many friends, Xu Chunliang is one, she can speak freely in front of him, you don't have to think about any scruples, Ye Qingya likes real and unpretentious people, and such people are difficult to meet now.

Xu Chunliang parked the car, Ye Qingya smeared some sunscreen before getting out of the car, and asked Xu Chunliang if he wanted it.

Xu Chunliang shook his head, he wasn't used to painting that thing, it was slimy.

I got out of the car and looked up at the sky, the sun was still hot.

Ye Qingya, who then got out of the car, handed him a hat and asked him to put it on.

Xu Chunliang didn't refuse this time, put on his hat and took Ye Qingya's camera bag, and the two climbed along the mountain road in the direction of Duyun Temple.

When you enter the forest, it is much cooler, and the birds are constantly chirping in the woods.

Ye Qingya stopped to shoot from time to time.

Xu Chunliang feels that Ye Qingya's current state is amazing, and it seems that everyone is suitable for their own lifestyle.

A little squirrel broke into sight, and Ye Qingya aimed at the little squirrel and pressed the shutter.

Xu Chunliang suddenly moved, looked up, but saw an eagle falling from the sky and swooping towards the little squirrel, Xu Chunliang did not stop it, this world is originally the survival of the fittest.

Ye Qingya let out an exclamation when she found out.

At this moment there was a scream in the woods, and a stone struck the eagle's body, and the eagle's feathers flew wildly, and the eagle gave up his intention to continue hunting the little squirrel, and flapped his wings and fled into the sky.

Xu Chunliang looked in the direction where the stone came, and saw the mute monk walking out of it with a bucket.

The mute monk was overjoyed when he saw them, and made a welcoming gesture.

Xu Chun's conscience secretly thought, this dumb man did not have a slingshot, he should shoot stones with a snap of his fingers, and he could accurately hit the eagle at such a long distance, this kung fu is really not bad.

I didn't come to Duyun Temple for a while, I found that Duyun Temple has been repaired, here is Mohan's contribution, Pu Jian is looking for an engineering team to come to construction, although the mountain is high and the road is far away, the construction is inconvenient, but as long as you are willing to spend money, there is nothing that can't be done, all the building materials are basically migrant workers rely on manpower to carry up.

The ground inside the Duyun Temple was re-paved with bluestone, and when Xu Chunliang and they arrived, the ground was covered with Buddhist scriptures and books, and the monk Tonghui was drying there.

Monk Tonghui does not use communication tools such as mobile phones, so Xu Chunliang had no way to contact him before he came here, and the lack of communication tools lost a lot of convenience but brought a lot of surprises.

Xu Chunliang explained his intentions, and the monk Tonghui naturally welcomed him, and personally led Ye Qingya to observe the grottoes and exchange calligraphy experiences with her.

Xu Chunliang handed over the tea he brought to the dumb monk for safekeeping, and during this time, he looked around to see the restoration of the temple, and was generally satisfied, Pu Jian took Mo Han's money but did not dare to cut corners.

The mute monk specially took Xu Chunliang to see the newly dug release pond, there are koi fish in the pool, and a few turtles, don't underestimate this Hongqing Pond, which adds a lot of interest to Duyun Temple.

At this moment, a cloud floated from the sky, and the mute looked up at the sky, remembered something, and turned to clean up the Buddhist scriptures to dry.

Xu Chunliang knew that he was worried about the rain, so he hurried over to help.

Monk Tonghui and Ye Qingya also came, and the four of them worked together to take back the scriptures to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Ye Qingya looked at the sky with lightning and thunder, and couldn't help but say, "I've seen that the weather is obviously not raining." ”

Xu Chunliang said: "The current weather forecast can be believed. ”

Monk Tonghui said with a smile: "It's not that the weather forecast is inaccurate, but the weather on this mountain is unpredictable, you can rest assured, this rain is not too long, it comes and goes quickly, and the sun will shine again after a while." ”

Xu Chunliang looked at the sky becoming dark, obviously the clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and it was estimated that the rain would not stop for a while and a half.

Tonghui asked the dumb man to prepare the meal, and Xu Chunliang asked them not to bother, just put down two bowls of somen noodles.

According to their original plan to return at three o'clock in the afternoon, but the rain did not come and go as fast as Tonghui said, and at three o'clock the rain did not lighten, but became heavier and heavier.

Ye Qingya knew that Xu Chunliang had a dinner tonight, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm delaying your business." ”

Xu Chunliang said with a smile: "Sister Qingya, what are you polite to me, no one can avoid this kind of accident, I just eat at night, and it is not a very important thing." ”

The sound of chanting came from the main hall, which was the homework that the Tonghui monk could not shake every day.

Ye Qingya said: "I really admire the master, if you don't have a firm belief, it's difficult to stick to such a boring life." ”

Xu Chunliang looked at the koi swimming in the release pond not far away and said, "Zifei fish, Anzhi fish, the joy of fish?" Everyone has the right to choose the life they want, maybe the master enjoys it? ”

Ye Qingya couldn't help but think of herself, Xu Chunliang said it well, how could she be different.

At this time, a long snake-like lightning streaked across the cloudy sky, and then a thunderbolt that shook the heavens and the earth sounded, making Ye Qingya's delicate body tremble, and she involuntarily grabbed Xu Chunliang's arm.

Xu Chunliang comforted her and said, "It's okay, don't be afraid." At the same time, there was a rumbling sound in the backyard, like the sound of a building collapsing.

The mute also heard the movement and ran to the backyard in the rain.

It didn't take long for him to rush to the main hall in a panic, and Monk Tonghui came out with him.

Xu Chunliang saw his flustered actions and guessed that something was wrong, if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have alarmed Tonghui, who was concentrating on worshipping the Buddha.

Xu Chunliang and Ye Qingya also went over to see if they could help.

When I got to the place, I found that a spiritual pagoda in the backyard had collapsed by lightning strikes, and this spiritual pagoda was the burial place of the previous abbot.

Usually after the death of a monk, their ashes or bones are placed in the underground palace and a tower is built on top to show merit. The height, size and number of floors of the tower are mainly determined by the depth of the monks' attainments in Buddhism, the level of prestige, and the size of their merits.

The pagoda of this old abbot is very simple, and it was carved by Tonghui and Dumb from mountain stones.

The stupa was struck by thunder and lightning, the scene was a mess, the dumb man saw the scene in front of him kneeling on the ground and kept kowtowing, in his opinion, this is a great omen, but the master is the world's bosom, compassion for a lifetime, how can he suffer such bad luck.

Xu Chunliang approached the pagoda and looked, the underground palace should be fine, the destruction is the ground building, there was originally a clay pot used for burial in the pagoda, but also because of the collapse of the stone pagoda fell to pieces, inside are the abbot's common things, he sealed the clay pot before his death.

Monk Tonghui's voice came from behind Xu Chunliang: "The two donors, please go back and rest, and we will deal with it here." ”

Xu Chunliang and Ye Qingya glanced at each other, understanding that this might be a taboo involving others, and it would be rude for them to want to help.

Ye Qingya said apologetically: "Master, we are abrupt. ”

Monk Tonghui said: "It's just an accident. ”

Xu Chunliang took a step back and said, "Master, we won't bother, let's retire first." At this time, the rain was obviously light, and it was not convenient for them to stay, so they quickly took this opportunity to leave.

Tonghui said in a low voice: "I won't send it." He bent down to clean up the mess, the clay pot was left to him by the master before he sat down, saying that there were some things about him in it, maybe it could help him get back the memories of the past, if he wanted to know, just open the clay pot, but if he didn't want to remember the past, he would bury the clay pot with him.

Tonghui also went through some ideological struggles that year, and finally decided to incorporate this clay pot into the stone pagoda, so that the secret would always accompany the master away, but he never thought that this accident would make the clay pot see the light of day again, because of the rupture of the clay pot, the contents were scattered in front of him.

Tonghui picked up a pen and a watch, these were the items he had used back then, he forced himself not to think about it, put these items into the cloth bag, and meditated in his heart, and after rebuilding the spiritual pagoda, put these things back as they were, he was just an ordinary monk of Duyun Temple.

His eyes were suddenly attracted by something in the red mud, it was a photo, because it was contaminated with red mud so he couldn't see it clearly, Tonghui's heart was pounding, he turned his eyes to the rainy sky, chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, after some suffering, he finally picked up the photo in the muddy water, the rain washed away the red mud on the photo, this is a family of three, the man is beautiful and the woman is beautiful, they hug a cute little girl in the middle.

A dazzling lightning bolt tore through the gloomy sky again, and then an earth-shattering muffled thunder exploded above Tonghui's head, Tonghui's body trembled, and the memory of his many years of dust quietly woke up at this moment.

(End of chapter)