(The night is rarely re-hit, which means that my current ability to control has indeed improved greatly, but sometimes I feel very regretful, because when I am in the middle again, it is often when I am the most affectionate, and the chapter in the re-middle has always been the content that I think is very good, such as this chapter, please taste it.) In addition, today is Monday, please vote for the recommendation, thank you. ）

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Sangsang Tong guò his eyes, see the Buddha Mountain as before, the cliff flat has changed a little shape, the wilderness is the same as before, the Buddha and the Bodhisattva are still chanting the Buddha there, the green lion is still so angry, one anger is three years, I don't know if it will be tired, she suddenly wants to know how Ning Que has spent the past three years.

"How do you live? Carrying an iron knife digging everywhere, you don't know, how can this broken mountain be so hard, three years, just such a piece of land, if you let those old farmers in the south see it, maybe they will look down on me, but I am really tired, what should I do when I am tired? I just rest, just like how I have to eat when I am hungry. ”

Ning Que's speech speed was very fast, and his tone fluctuated very much, as if he was telling a very surprising thing, in fact, it was just because he hadn't spoken to anyone for three years.

Sang Sang was silent for a moment, without revealing any emotion, and asked, "What do you eat?"

In the past three years, all Ning Que could hear was the sound of the iron knife falling on the cliff, the sound of the green lion roaring in the field, the sound of the wind blowing the rolling stones, the cicadas and frogs in the pond under the mountain, and the sound of himself talking to himself.

"Hey, don't tell me, there's a lot of good food in this place. Boiled frogs, fried frogs, fried frogs, roasted frogs, raw frogs, come with different tricks, no weight!"

Sang Sang heard Ning Que say when he was a child, there is a kind of people in his world who make money by talking, those people tend to speak very quickly, and like to rhyme, repeat, or like to like and are good at playing poor mouths, at this time, listening to the long list of words about frogs in Ning Gap, I think he is probably learning from those people.

Ning Que didn't know what she was thinking. Because he didn't have time to feel it, he just happily talked about his life in the past three years, and his spit seemed to be more than sweat.

He proudly said, "Yes, there is oil." Of course, there has to be oil...... This is full of wild lotus, I squeezed some lotus seed oil myself, whether it is used to mix wild vegetables or fry frogs, it is fragrant. ”

Sangsang said, "You should eat something vegetarian. ”

Ning Que's eyebrows flew and said: "Don't worry, I have never forgotten this kind of thing with meat and vegetables, stewed lotus root, fried lotus root." Freshly peeled lotus seeds are crunchy, and they are not bitter! In fact, if I want to say that my favorite food is fried, whether it is roasted or fried raw wrapped in lotus leaves. The fragrant ...... It's just that when I think of the third senior sister, I can't put my mouth shut. ”

Three years later, he was so thin and swarthy, and he looked no different from the poor serfs below the Hanging Temple, the opposite of him. Sangsang felt a lot better, and the three poisons of greed, hatred, and obsession were still there. But calming down, there should be no danger of poison, and no longer as weak as before sleeping.

Sang Sang could see him, and could imagine what kind of hard life he had lived in the past three years, and at this time, listening to him happily narrate, she felt more and more pitiful about him, and that the affection was so strong that she felt a little sour, and if she could shed tears, she would shed tears.

Ning Que felt the sourness in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he said with a smile: "Don't worry, you know that I am very good at living in the wild, and I didn't often do this when I was a child?"

Sangsang didn't speak, thinking to himself when he was a child in Minshan, no matter how lonely you are, at least there is me by your side, and now you are still carrying me, but I have not been there in the past three years.

Ning Que was still thinking about it in pieces, she listened quietly, and gradually narrowed her eyes, that was the smile, and then she felt a little warm, a little gentle, and then she frowned in his heart.

Sang Sang was silent for a long time, and then said, "I'm a little tired and want to sleep a little longer." ”

Ning Que was a little unexpected, and after being stunned, he said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Sangsang began to sleep again.

This time, she slept for a whole decade.

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Ten years later, Sangsang woke up.

This time she found that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the field had not changed, but the mountain in front of her had changed a lot, Ning Que had finished repairing the Buddha's feet with an iron knife, and was re-carving the clothes on the Buddha's body, the iron knife kept cutting between the cliffs, and the lines of a garment slowly took shape.

Compared with the clumsiness and stiffness when he first cultivated Buddhism, Ning Que's techniques are now much more proficient, and the iron knife moves freely, just like the most experienced carvers in the town in front of the Rotten Ke Temple.

The progress of carving techniques is the result of time and hard work, thirteen years have passed, Ning Que does not know how many iron knives he wielded, and the cliffs are full of his sweat.

Ning Que felt her wake up, her body was a little stiff, she was silent for a long time, slowly inserted the iron knife into the crack of the cliff wall, reached out and patted the buttocks of her body, and said with a smile: "Awake?"

"Yes. Sangsang said.

"Then I'll rest for a while. Ning Que sighed, a little tired, a little satisfied, took her off and hugged her in his arms, walked to the edge of the cliff and sat down, looking at the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the field.

The Buddha and the Bodhisattva chanted the Buddha for thirteen years, and the Buddha in the golden pond was magnificent, if the three poisons in Sangsang's body were not revealed

, I am afraid that I will die on the spot in these Buddha lights.

The green lion roared angrily at the cliff, and the clouds in the sky shattered.

Ning Que looked at the angry green lion, and said with a smile: "What is it called, my wife is awake, and she is not awake when she is not angry with you, shouldn't it be me who should be called spring at this time?"

Sang Sang looked at the lines on the hem of this Buddha's robe, and didn't think it was a robe no matter how he looked at it, and asked, "You have to repair the Buddha's clothes by the way?"

Ning Que said: "Do things carefully, how can this kind of detail be wrong." ”

Sangsang asked, "If you don't wear a robe, you're also a Buddha?"

Ning Que said, "Why does the Buddha have to wear a robe?"

Sangsang asked, "Then what is this Buddha going to wear?"

Ning Que thought about the clothes he designed, and said proudly: "You will know it the day it is carved, you must like it." ”

Sang Sang was silent for a moment and then said, "Your clothes are also torn. ”

As a college walker, Ning Que naturally wears the academy's uniform when he walks in the world, and the college uniform he picked out at the beginning is black, which is very dirty. Moreover, the uniform of the academy is very strong, and it cannot be torn by ordinary attacks, so there is basically no change in those years, and only when it is dirty can it be washed casually.

At the beginning of the Xiling Temple, he was imprisoned by Sangsang and then cut with a thousand knives, the hospital uniform was not on his body, and then he was thrown to him by Sangsang, this black hospital uniform accompanied him in the chessboard world for countless years, and there was still no one that was rotten and tattered, these thirteen years. The uniforms were tattered and unshaped.

It can be seen how hard he has worked and how much he has done over the years.

Now Ning Que is very dark and thin, and his hands have extremely thick calluses, more like a farmer.

But his eyes were very bright. Because as Sangsang's poison was gradually cleared, his mood was getting better and better, his spirit was getting stronger and stronger, and his feelings were getting stronger and stronger.

"I've made a lot of new dishes over the years. ”

Feeling that Sangsang's condition had indeed improved a lot, Ning Que was very happy, hugged her body, pointed to the pond under the mountain and said happily: "I always thought that there were no fish in the pond. Later, I found out that there was really one in the depths of the lotus field, and I made a pot of fish soup, which was fresh...... There's really nothing to say. ”

He snapped his lips and savored the deliciousness of the pot of fish soup at that time. Immediately he became lost and said, "It's a pity that there are too few fish to catch, and I don't have much time." ”

Sangsang was silent for a long time. said: "I'm a little tired, let's sleep a little longer." ”

After saying this. She began to fall asleep again, and she didn't know how many years it would take to wake up again.

Ning Que looked at her face in his arms, his expression was a little dull, and it took a long time before he struggled to squeeze out a smile, and said, "Sleep well, I will deal with the things here." ”

Sangsang kept sleeping, which reminded him of when she was seriously ill and dying, and a shadow was born in his heart, but thinking that Sangsang was indeed getting better, he thought that the three poisons planted by the Buddha were too powerful, and it might take some time.

He felt a little tired, sat on the edge of the cliff and looked at the field, silent for a long time, the body in his arms was so tall, but his back was so lonely.

Exhaustion and pain are not difficult, because there is hope, the most difficult thing in the world is loneliness, he has been practicing Buddhism for thirteen years, and only said a few words to Sangsang, this is loneliness.

Because of the problem of love, Ning Que gave himself a whole day off very luxuriously, and it was not until the morning light rose from the edge of the dark sky and quickly disappeared that he came to his senses.

He stretched, the overstrained muscles and bones grinding astringently, and then he lowered his head and kissed Sangsang's round face a few times, and the horn rattled.

"Black ...... Pig. ”

"Black ...... Pig. ”

"La, la, la! lala...... It's here!"

"La, la, la! lala...... Black ...... Pigs!"

In the lonely singing, he carried Sangsang on his back, tied a big black umbrella, and wielded an iron knife, climbing around the cliff, slashing and cutting around skillfully, carving out new lines one after another.

The Buddha had two delicate little feet.

The Buddha's robe gradually changed its appearance, it looked a little elegant, the style was simple, dragging the skirt, like someone put a wide maid dress on the small body.

Three years later, Sangsang woke up.

She looked at the familiar maid's dress and was silent.

Ning Que bit a lotus branch and asked, "How do you feel?"

Sang Sang said: "If I wear it now, it will definitely not be so loose." ”

Ning Que said: "Although your figure has changed, in my eyes, you are still the same now as you were back then." ”

Sang Sang said: "Where is the repair?"

Ning Que pointed to the peak and said, "Tomorrow I will start cultivating for the Buddha." ”

Sangsang was a little surprised, and a little surprised that she didn't show joy.

"It's a lot faster than in previous years," she said. ”

Ning Que said with a smile: "Without it, only the hands are familiar." ”

Sang Sang said: "Can it be finished after the repair?"

Ning Que said: "Of course, this qiē will be over soon. ”

Sang Sang was silent for a long time and said, "Yes, it's almost over. ”

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