Xie Zhiyun woke up very early in the morning.

She lay on the bed for a moment, then got up, and when she was ready to sit down at the dining table, she casually glanced at the other empty chair.

Mama Jia was serving her porridge, and when she caught a glimpse of her eyes, she smiled and said, "Uncle went to the camp early in the morning." ”

Xie Zhiyun snorted coldly and said, "He has been in the camp all day, so I don't care about him." ”

Mama Jia and Mu Yun laughed together.

Today's meal is not only millet and red date porridge, but also green onion bait cake and soup wonton, which is rare to be richer than usual.

Xie Zhiyun ate everything, and the carriage was ready.

She brought Mu Yun and Chao Yu with her today, and the three of them got into the carriage, and the four servants followed behind the carriage.

When the group came to Luoxia Mountain, it was just past the end of the mountain, the carriage stopped halfway up the mountain, and Xie Zhiyun came down and climbed step by step.

She didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but now she has to believe in them.

The road up the mountain was rough and bumpy, and every step she took was carried with a prayer of devotion in her hands.

Hopefully, the initial nightmare never happens.

When he came to the top of the mountain, the courtyard wall of the Guiyin Temple vaguely appeared in front of Xie Zhiyun's eyes.

Today is not the day of incense, there are not many pilgrims on the mountain, and occasionally some laymen who have lived in the mountains for a long time practice outside, but they do not seem to be lively.

Xie Zhiyun led the two of them directly into the Guiyin Temple, first found a small novice, and sent the offerings they brought, and then began to worship the Buddha in the temples one by one.

The Buddha should be pious, the heart should be quiet, the incense should be stable, in the quiet sandalwood, Xie Zhiyun has performed the Buddha ceremony in every place, and he did not kneel down until noon.

By the time the ceremony was completed, she was sweating in the cold winter.

At noon, it was a meal in the dining hall of Guiyin Temple, the vegetarian food here tasted good, Xie Zhiyun simply used it, and said to Mu Yun: "You can worship sincerely?" ”

Mu Yun nodded vigorously, full of anticipation.

"The slave and maid worshipped, maybe they made a wish for their mother, but I hope that in the future, our mother and daughter will be healthy, safe and happy."

Mu Yun said, glanced at Xie Zhiyun shyly, and whispered: "The slave maid made her own opinion, and she might wish for the young lady." ”

Xie Zhiyun put down his chopsticks and gently wiped his lips with a handkerchief.

"Oh? What wishes? ”

Mu Yun was gently pinched by Chaoyu, and still whispered: "I hope Miss has an heir." ”

"You girl," Xie Zhiyun's face was slightly red, and he also pinched her, "How could you think of this?" ”

Mu Yun pursed her lips, she was clumsy, not as clever and intelligent as Chaoyu, but delicate.

"The slave just thinks that the young lady is a little lonely, if there is a little lady or a little Langjun to accompany the young lady, the young lady can be happier."

Xie Zhiyun was slightly stunned, and then smiled and pinched her face.

She said to Chaoyu: "Look at this girl, she has a spring heart, and she will go back and look for it carefully, and I want to find a good family for her." ”

Mu Yun's little face turned red into rouge, and she pursed her lips, this time she couldn't answer a word.

The master and servant joked a few words, then came out of the Guiyin Temple and went all the way to the Xianglou.

Today, a little novice was guarding outside the incense building, and when he saw them, he smiled: "What kind of incense does the donor want to buy?" ”

Xie Zhiyun asked, "Is there sandalwood?" ”

The little novice replied: "Unfortunately, today's sandalwood is sold out, but there are still agarwood and longevity incense." ”

Xie Zhiyun said: "Then buy three boxes of the same." ”

Waiting for the little novice to take incense, Xie Zhiyun suddenly remembered something and asked: "When I came the day before yesterday, I saw a blind old man, but he was a layman in the temple?" ”

Hearing this, the little novice was a little stunned, and stood there for a long time without speaking, Xie Zhiyun was a little surprised, and was about to ask again, the little novice replied word by word as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

"Is the donor asking Granny Yan? If you want to find her, she is worshipping the Buddha in the Puzzle Pavilion at the moment. ”

After that, the little novice put a few boxes of sachets and handed them to Chaoyu very stiffly.

Xie Zhiyun felt that he was unspeakably weird, but he didn't know where the weirdness was, so he looked at him seriously a few times, and saw that he was acting as usual, so he left after seeing the salute.

Chaoyu held the incense box and asked, "Miss, do you want to go home?" ”

Xie Zhiyun thought about it, and she didn't know why, she actually wanted to meet the blind "Granny Yan".

"Let's also go to the Puzzle Pavilion, maybe we can meet that old man, it's freezing this day, and I don't know how she is doing."

Xie Zhijun has never been a warm-hearted person, and it is a little strange to care so much about an old man who only has one side of the relationship.

Chaoyu and Mu Yun glanced at each other, and both of them followed behind Xie Zhiyun silently.

Today, the mountain is indeed clean, the mountain is full of yellow and green leaves, and the quiet mountain breeze ripples, there is a kind of calm coldness.

Not far away, the puzzle pavilion stands on the top of the ridge, surrounded by clouds and mist, as if standing in a dream.

Xie Zhiyun saw a rickety figure standing in the pavilion from a distance, kneeling to the mountain god with his back to them.

She subconsciously lightened her steps, let Chaoyu Muyun and the others wait in place, and walked a few steps forward by herself, coming to the outside of the Puzzle Pavilion.

Her steps were very light, but this Granny Yan seemed to have a heavenly eye behind her, and with just a breath, she heard that there was a visitor behind her.

"There are pilgrims again, wait a minute, the old woman will finish worshipping."

Granny Yan finished the Buddha ceremony neatly, staggered up, and turned to look at the person behind her.

She still had gray hair and a mottled face.

Xie Zhiyun felt that she was older than the last time she saw her, and her gray hair had more silver than black hair, and she looked more and more vicissitudes.

The years seem to be tribulations, draining her vitality and making her whole person dull and dying.

Granny Yan closed her eyes tightly, and the folds on her eyelids trembled slightly, as if she wanted to try to see the comer.

This time, she doesn't seem to have the eye to heaven.

"Does this pilgrim want to worship the mountain god? After the old woman finished worshipping, she left. ”

Xie Zhiyun's voice was very soft: "I was a pilgrim who bought incense with the old man the day before yesterday, and I met again today, but it was fate." ”

Granny Yan seemed a little surprised, she reached out and neatly packed up the incense box on the ground, and then raised her head and asked, "Lady, why did you come up the mountain again so quickly?" But is there confusion in your heart? ”

Except for devout pilgrims and believers, most of the people worship the Buddha in order to ask God to solve their doubts, make a wish, and ask for a Bodhisattva, so that they can overcome one difficulty after another, and face the next hurdle smoothly and alive.

Xie Zhiyun went up the mountain again the next day, and when others saw her, they would only think that she had encountered a difficult situation and could not solve it.

This Granny Yan's question went into Xie Zhiyun's heart.

She didn't know why she was like this, but this strange mother-in-law made her inexplicably close and wanted to talk about the boredom in her heart.

Xie Zhiyun thought for a while and said, "I don't know why I have had some wonderful creations recently, and I don't know how to get along with my husband, so I have some difficulties. ”

Granny Yan curled her dry lips and pulled out a barely loving smile.

"Newlyweds are stumbling, lady," she sighed, "and we should not only look at the shortcomings, but also the shortcomings, but also the advantages." ”

"You look at him with your heart and treat him, and you can know what kind of person he is."

"If you see it, you will know how to get along with him."

It is taboo to talk about it lightly, this Granny Yan didn't say much, she thought about it, and handed the incense box in her hand to Xie Zhiyun: "Alas, the old woman said too much, don't worry, lady." Today's sandalwood is sold out, you may not have bought it, I still have seven left, if you don't like it, take it and use it. ”

Xie Zhiyun was about to give her the silver money, but Granny Yan smiled again.

This time, her smile was like a spring breeze and rain, which made her old face a little more delicate and tender.

Xie Zhiyun always felt that she was a little familiar, but he didn't know when he had seen her again.

Granny Yan said: "Today you sent an offering to the Guiyin Temple, this is just a box of sandalwood, and I can still afford to send it to my wife." ”

Xie Zhiyun did not persuade again.

She took the box of sandalwood and respectfully saluted Granny Yan: "Thank you Granny Yan." ”

Granny Yan closed her eyes and raised her head to "look" at the young and beautiful daughter in front of her.

After a while, she said, "Bodhisattva is merciful, have mercy on the world, if you have the opportunity to be puzzled, you can think about what you did that day." ”

"When you figure it out, maybe the opportunity will come back again."

Granny Yan said this, her old body was even more rickety, she put her hands behind her back, recited the Heart Sutra in her mouth, and passed by the stunned Xie Zhiyun.

When he turned sideways, Xie Zhiyun smelled a familiar smell.

That's her favorite Chibuka.

Xie Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, staying to look for her, but he couldn't find her.

There was no one else in the spacious backyard except for their master and servant.

Xie Zhiyun held the box of sandalwood, and when he turned back to the two, he asked, "Where did the old man go?" ”

Chaoyu said: "The slave maid saw her enter the Guiyin Temple. ”

Xie Zhiyun said, "Let's go back." ”

When the three of them got into the carriage, Xie Zhiyun was still holding the box of sandalwood in his hand.

She felt a little tired, so she closed her eyes, and for a moment she fell into deep thought.

In her mind, the words of Granny Yan echoed repeatedly, making her unable to forget.

Granny Yan said that she should think about what happened before the opportunity that day, and if she could think of the cause and effect, she couldn't say that the opportunity would be there again.

Xie Zhijun felt that Granny Yan was right, so she thought about it repeatedly, trying to find out what was special from it.

On that day, she had nothing else but to come to the hidden temple to offer incense, and everything she did on weekdays was daily, except for ......

Except that it was the first day of the new year, the guard returned to the main room according to the old rites and had a rainy day with her.

It was only after the two of them that Xie Zhiyun had that nightmare.

Later, she dreamed about Mu Yun again, and she also experienced a cloud and rain, and the two dreams were matched.

Don't...... Is this chance related to the clouds and rain?

Xie Zhiyun opened her eyes suddenly, her face was crimson, it was obviously cold winter weather, but she felt that her face was burning.

Chaoyu was helping her make tea, and when she saw her like this, she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with Miss?" ”

Xie Zhiyun's face was hot, she tried to suppress the shame in her heart, and thought with some resentment: Is it possible for her to pester him crookedly to do that shame in order to meet the opportunity?

She is the daughter of a family, how can she be so infatuated?

But when he closed his eyes again, Xie Zhiyun could always think of the blood marks on Mu Yun's neck, the crying in the mourning hall, the cold tablet, and the despair in his dream.

Xie Zhiyun took a deep breath, always feeling that no matter what, she always had to give it a try.

But how do you try this?