Wen Xien prescribed a prescription and gave it to the leader of the Yue Alliance, and specially told him before, not to be missing, not to be missing.

As if he was taking some kind of treasure, the Yue Alliance Master carefully caught it and nodded hurriedly.

Wen Xien originally wanted to go back to the wing, but it was Yu Xuan who walked over in the rockery.

If it had been in the past, Yu Xuan would definitely run over happily and shout out to the master shyly.

But this time, Yu Xuan didn't look at him and walked over face to face.

Wen Xien felt strange in his heart.

When she passed by, she deliberately called Yu Xuan, but she didn't seem to hear it, her face was expressionless.

Something was wrong, and Wen Xien felt creepy in his heart.

This time, Wen Xien shouted again, and Yu Xuan reacted.

Wen Xien looked at Yu Xuan, who had a gentle but extremely strange expression, and pursed his lips, and something in his throat was about to burst out.

"Clean dust."

Ke Changqing whispered from behind, and the crisp sound was like a bamboo shoot bud pulling on Wen Xien's back, breeding her bones crackling and tingling.

Wen Xien looked back, Ke Changqing beckoned to him, his handsome face was covered with a layer of velvet golden light in the sun, looking like a cake wrapped in syrup, sweet and soft.

Wen Xi'en's Adam's apple rolled, and the words that had just surged to his throat were swallowed again.

"Clean the dust! What are you doing there! Come here! Ke Changqing looked very excited, and jumped up to hold her hand.

Wen Xien looked at his faceless smile, nodded slightly, and was half-dragged away by him.

Wen Xien turned her head with difficulty to look at Yu Xuan, who was standing straight in place, she still had a stiff smile on her face, as if she was being pulled by a pair of invisible hands.

Wen Xien lowered his long eyelashes slightly, his pale skin glowed almost white in the sun, but the cold came from his heart.

She twisted her head back, her heart pounding like a drum.

"Pure dust, what's wrong?" Ke Changqing noticed Wen Xien's pale face and asked worriedly.

Wen Xien stared at the innocent little fox in front of him for a long time, until the smile on Ke Changqing's face was a little stiff, and then he said, "Not much." ”

Ke Changqing grabbed her hand, leaned over and pressed his cheek against Wen Xien's chest, and the tips of his ears stirred and he was relieved that he didn't hear anything abnormal.

"What are you doing?"

Ke Changqing took Wen Xien's hand and refused to let go, "I'm worried about you." ”

"Listen to your change of heart."

Wen Xien couldn't cry or laugh, and suddenly buried the guess in his heart, "Who did you listen to, and besides, do you know what it means to change your mind?" ”

"When you look at me, your heart beats fast and fast, but you don't change your mind."

Ke Changqing's fingers covered Wen Xien's chest and pressed them to the position of his heart.

"If one day it doesn't jump that fast, it's a change of heart."

"If you watch someone else dance fast, it's called empathy."

It was the first time Wen Xien heard such a crooked reasoning, and when he saw him say so seriously, he couldn't help but laugh and cry, "You fox, don't always say something weird, the poor monk doesn't like it." ”

Ke Changqing didn't know what he was muttering, he was stunned, and looked at Wen Xien in dismay, as if he hadn't taken this into account.

After a while, he only said hesitantly: "How can it jump on others...... How to do ......"

"How can you jump at someone else?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Wen Xien didn't want to listen to his nonsense, and walked forward faster, Ke Changqing stayed where he was, and glanced back at Yu Xuan, his eyes flashing red.

The stunned numbness in Yu Xuan's eyes disappeared, and she gradually regained her clarity.

She looked around in confusion, her mind in confusion, not knowing how she had come here.

——

One day, Wen Xien went to find Yu Xuan.

Yu Xuan is picking osmanthus flowers, the osmanthus flowers on the tree are luxuriant, the flowers are dense, one cluster after another, looking from afar, as if the green leaves are dotted with broken gold, in the sun, the osmanthus flowers full of trees, flashing golden light.

A gust of wind blew, and the osmanthus slowly fell down, and from a distance, it looked like an osmanthus rain.

With osmanthus on her shoulders and hair, Yu Xuan looked at the cold monk in front of her, nervous and surprised.

"Master, you, do you have something to do with me?"

In a clear and indifferent voice, he said slowly, "Miss Yu, have you been unwell recently?" ”

Yu Xuan was flattered by this sudden comfort, she never expected that the master would come over in person and ask her if she was unwell.

The tip of the nose is a strong fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and in front of her is a monk wearing a snow-white robe, and the girl blushes, "I, there is no discomfort." ”

"Then Miss Yu, do you remember what happened in the rockery?"

Yu Xuan thought about it, she didn't remember when she had been to the rockery, and her memory of the previous few days was not very clear, so she said admittedly, "Master, I don't remember very well, my memory is not very good in recent days." ”

Wen Xien nodded, took out a talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Yu Xuan, "You can keep this, it will be useful." ”

Although Yu Xuan felt strange, she still took it, and the symbols and weirdness on it were characters that Yu Xuan couldn't understand.

——

The courtyard wall is apricot yellow, and the temple ridge is gray and gray.

Above the high mountains and clouds, under the verdant ancient trees.

The light of the Buddha is golden, and the sunset is bloody.

"Knock knock knock—"

"If I hear it, for a while, the Buddha is in the country of the Buddha......"

Vestibule. Wen Xien sat solemnly on his knees facing the Buddha statue, his face solemn and his eyes closed and knocked on the wooden fish, and his bottom was sonorous.

His lips turned into obscure Sanskrit, and the sound was in his ears.

Suddenly there was a clattering sound of bead curtains colliding behind the Buddhist hall, followed by the sound of the corner of the table moving on the ground, and the sound of Wen Xien's hand tapping.

Her body did not move, her eyelashes slightly drooping to cover the eyes that turned away, and she glanced at the figure behind the beaded curtain.

It was only quiet for a moment, and there was the sound of something falling to the ground inside, and after a while, a fist-sized offering peach rolled in front of the two.

The side room is empty, and there is a statue of Guanyin on the offering table, and several plates of fruit offerings are placed underneath.

Wen Xien stopped chanting, his light-colored pupils moved slightly, and he got up to look over.

Outside the window, a bright moon gradually reflected a face. The temples are like a knife, the eyebrows are like green mountains, and the eyes are a pool of autumn waves, and when I look at her, I always flow with joy.

It's Ke Changqing.

Against the backdrop of the Buddha's light, it looks like a goblin falling on the Buddha's knees.

"Clean dust, clean dust, don't read it anymore, play with me."

The monk did not hesitate and refused directly, "No, you can play by yourself." ”

Ke Changqing was stunned by her indifferent attitude, his face showed a little disbelief, and his eyes drooped with a pitiful look of grievance, "How can I play alone, you can't accompany me." ”

(End of chapter)