The two talked for an unknown amount of time, and finally had fun.

"My father told the story of his whole life, and I don't know how many times I told those fantasy and strange things in the world, but I have been there very little. Those of us who tell stories do a lot of things, and we want to know the truth of the story, and we also want to visit the characters and places in the story, but unfortunately not many of us can do it. If my father were still alive, I would be very happy to be able to stand here and talk to my husband like this. Mr. Zhang said with some regret, "It's a pity that my father is no longer alive." ”

"It's been too long."

"yes......"

Mr. Zhang thought of himself, and he didn't know how many years he still had to live, and when he saw the Taoist in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh for a while: "How many people can last as long as a fairy?" ”

Song You shook his head when he heard this, didn't say anything, just raised his hand and saluted Mr. Zhang:

"Zhang Gong ......"

Mr. Zhang immediately understood and raised his hand to return the salute.

"Sir, walk slowly......"

"Zhang Gong's skills and demeanor are not inferior to Ling Zun." Song You said to him, "I only hope that after seven years, when I return here, I can listen to Zhang Gong talk again." ”

"Sir, praise."

There is no one else in the cloud said shed, and the other hook columns in Beiwazi are still lively, and from time to time there are opera songs floating here, echoing in the dim cloud saying shed, but it is not disturbed at all, but it seems that it is more and more silent here, and there are only two people who salute each other in the silence.

The girl next to the Taoist also learned to bow.

Then the Taoist turned around and left here.

The girl didn't hesitate to follow, but looked back as she went, looking at the cloud booth she had only been to a few times, and the old man who was standing in the darkness and watching.

Probably because I have only been here a few times, I am not familiar enough with this place, and I am not familiar with the old Mr. Zhang who told the story she didn't understand, since I am not familiar with it, the cat naturally does not have much feeling of revisiting the old land, and I don't understand how much regret that the old man has passed away, but with the Taoist came here, I heard the Taoist and the old man talking, sighing and sighing, the person I knew many years ago is quietly gone, but the shed is still similar to that year, and the cat has a little bit of unspeakable wonder in his heart.

At the same time, she has always been good at understanding the emotions of Taoists, at this time, Taoists' expressions are calm, and their steps are calm, but the feelings in her heart are what she can smell.

So he walked side by side with the Taoist, often turning his head and staring at the Taoist with wide eyes.

"Taoist priest." Sanhua Niangniang asked with a small face, "Will we come back in seven years?" ”

"As long as you are alive, you will naturally come back."

"Will that old man still be here?"

“……”

The Taoist was silent for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "Only God knows." ”

Once that Mr. Zhang was no longer on the stage twelve years ago, many people have children early these years, this Mr. Zhang and his father do not know how much age difference, it looks like a teenager, in another seven years, this Mr. Zhang may be older than the old Mr. Zhang when he said goodbye to the podium twelve years ago.

What's more, the world is unpredictable, who can say for sure.

“……”

Song You shook his head, and his pace did not stop.

The sound of opera, playing and cheering around them continued to sound, telling that the excitement here was almost the same as thirteen years ago, becoming clear in their ears and gradually fading away.

The two slowly walked out of the north tile.

The girl still turned her head to stare at him, as if to read his inner emotion in his calm face.

It's just that she is destined to be incomprehensible.

Maybe it will be a few years later, or until the next time she returns to Yizhou and Yinyang Mountain, and the old friends she has known in the past 20 years will come to visit, and she will have a clear feeling about it when she sees that those people she is familiar with well enough have changed over the years, and they have all withered away one after another in a few years.

"Where are we going?"

"Now......"

Hearing this, the Taoist stopped and looked left and right.

The girl beside him did not stop, took two more steps, walked in front of him, and when she saw this, she retreated back as it was, and continued to stare at him.

"It's still early, and it doesn't seem to be far from Tai'an Temple, so let's go to the old place and burn an incense."

"Okay!"

The little girl had a serious face.

"I remember that there seem to be a lot of fly restaurants outside Tai'an Temple, and after burning incense, you can have a meal and then go back. The inn where I stayed this time could not cook for myself. ”

"Fly house! Swallows love to eat! ”

“……”

The Taoist has already taken a step.

Previously, the cloud said that the shed was dim, because the cloud said that the shed was built with a roof, which was not transparent enough to create an atmosphere, and it could also block the cold wind in winter, but in fact, it was only half an afternoon, and the sun was scorching.

The so-called fly restaurant mostly refers to a small roadside restaurant, which does not sell flies, and it is not necessarily that there will be a lot of flies. However, it is the height of summer now, and Mo said that small roadside restaurants and large restaurants will inevitably have flies, so Song You doesn't explain much.

The midsummer sun is really scorching, and there are few city streets that pay attention to greenery these days, and the big tree in the middle of Sweetwater Lane is considered a rarity, and you can't even walk under the shade of the tree.

Song You soon became hot and sweaty, and every time the shade of the tree was going to stop to cool off, but Sanhua Niangniang was carrying a blanket and a brocade bag on the other, and the crystal bottle in the brocade bag only leaked a little bit of cold air that could be ignored compared to the total amount, which was enough to make the space in the brocade bag as cold as snow, and the brocade bag was also cold and cold, which also brought her coolness, and later, she simply reached out and held the brocade bag in her arms, so she was able to maintain a white face and a serious expression.

It didn't take long for the two to walk to Tai'an Temple.

As before, before I even entered the door, I smelled thick smoke and fireworks.

The Taoist looked calm and stepped into the mountain gate.

The girl was also calm and moved in the same way as him.

In the middle of the afternoon, when the sun was at its worst, there were not many pilgrims in the monastery, only some pilgrims sat in the shade and fanned themselves to rest and talk, most of them were elderly women or old people, and sometimes monks sat among them, talking with them and answering questions.

It can be seen that the incense of Tai'an Temple is still prosperous, even more prosperous than before, and the huge furnace in the temple is full of incense, most of which are inserted in the morning, and all of them are burned to the point that only bamboo sticks remain.

Under the bright sunlight, the two huge stone statues of the protector gods on the left and right of the courtyard, one holding a whip and the other holding a gun, looked particularly majestic and vicious, casting a large shadow on the ground. There are still huge statues of Buddha and Bodhisattva in the palace on the left and right, which are still shining with golden light.

"The incense is still very strong."

The Taoist smiled and sighed.

"Yes."

The girl chimed in beside him.

The Taoist looked around left and right.

The same is true for girls.

It's just that this time again, she is completely less cautious and frightened than before.

Even if she walked through the courtyard and passed under the statue of the Dharma Protector who was fierce and vicious, looking down and ready to fight, her whole person was shrouded in the shadow of the statue, and when she looked up, she only felt that even if these two statues could move, they were a little shorter than the mountain gods she could invite now.

Even if she walked into the palace and saw so many splendid gods and Buddhas, she only felt that she was ordinary, just a ghost who had become a big official.

When a monk came to receive them, he should have seen that the Taoist was wearing a Taoist robe, and he paid a little more attention.

I heard that the Taoist no longer has acquaintances here, and this time he didn't come to visit friends, but he came to visit the incense, so he gave him a few incense sticks and left.

"Six sticks of incense, three for you and three for me."

The Taoist divided the six sticks of incense into two parts, half of which he kept in his hand and half handed to the girl beside him.

Sanhua Niangniang subconsciously took it, but asked:

"Can youkai also incense the Bodhisattva?"

"As long as you are kind and sincere, of course you can, Sanhua Niangniang can also incense Lei Gong." The Taoist smiled and said, "And you can make a wish." ”

"Make a wish!"

Sanhua Niangniang tilted her head slightly, with a serious expression.

"That is, talk about what you want to do and ask for, just like the villagers on Jinyang Road made a wish to Sanhua Niangniang in the past."

"Will it work?"

"It depends on how hard Sanhua Niangniang works herself."

"But after the villagers make a wish to Sanhua Niangniang, Sanhua Niangniang will go to help them catch all the rats at night."

"Where do they have such diligence and ability as Sanhua Niangniang?"

"Hmm......"

Sanhua Niangniang was stunned again, turned her head to look at him, looked at the Buddha statue on the stage, and said to the Taoist with some vigilance: "Don't be heard by them!" ”

“……”

The Taoist just smiled and lit incense.

The girl hurriedly lit incense and offered it like him.

It's just that the Taoist only plugged in the incense and withdrew his hand, but after the girl put the incense in, she had a serious face, closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, and then opened her eyes.

Monsters worship Buddha, and small gods make wishes to big gods.

"Let's go."

"Okay!"

The two of them left the palace at the same time.

And another monk came to see them off.

When the Taoist saw the girl's appearance, he couldn't help but smile, and many memories surfaced in his heart, constructing a wonderful feeling: "Sanhua Niangniang, do you still remember when you first followed me to this temple thirteen years ago? ”

"Sanhua Niangniang doesn't remember."

"Taean Temple is famous for its rice."

"I don't remember."

"Maybe the Sanhua Niangniang at that time was a little strange to me now." The Taoist said calmly, and he didn't sigh in his heart, not to mention the cat, that is, he who went down the mountain at the beginning of the year, compared to now, it is also a change of thirteen years.

The least changed was this face.

"The road is long and walk slowly."

"Mage, please stay."

The Taoist returned the salute with him, and then he left the temple.

It's just that the young monk who sent him stood at the door, watching them go away, looking at their backs, but he couldn't help frowning-just listening to the conversation between the Taoist chief and the children around him, and the words were thirteen years, it can be seen that the Taoist is young, at most in his twenties, and the girl is petite and young, and she is only in her teens, but she is a young man who has stolen it from nowhere.

It wasn't until he returned to the house and told the master about it as a miracle that it aroused the memory of the old monk.

Thirteen years ago, all the monks of the entire Tai'an Temple have a deep memory.

A Taoist once came here to talk to Venerable Guanghong, and it was on that day that Venerable Guanghong, who is recognized as the deepest and most virtuous in the monastery, set himself on fire in front of the statue of the Buddha.

……

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