Under the dim light, two figures gradually appeared on the pair of red candles, which were two small figures about three feet tall.

Both of them wore two cupola buns, wore gold-patterned red jackets, red flowers on their eyebrows, and their round faces looked cute.

It looks like two little girls.

At this moment, the two of them were holding hands, shrinking their bodies and looking timidly at Qingya who was holding a long sword, as if the sword move performed by this person made them feel a little afraid.

"You ...... Don't be afraid, I won't...... Can you tell me, who are you? ”

Qingya, who had not recovered after losing her strength, intermittently comforted them, and Hua Qing'er took Qing Ming and put it on the table with her twin lotus, saying that she would not hurt them.

The two boys looked at a man and a woman in front of them, and then at each other, as if they temporarily believed the two humans in front of them.

One of the children took a small step forward and bowed slightly to the two people in front of him:

"I've seen two knights, my name is Huo'er, this is my sister Candle'er, we were originally the wicks of a glass lamp wrapped in front of the golden seat of the Buddha in the Great Ci'en Temple.

Three years ago, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a little novice put us in a lantern and came to the West Market to play, and accidentally left us out, but fortunately, the owner of the house picked us up, and we were able to have a place to live on the pair of red candles. ”

"Wait, you mean, three years ago?"

Qingya interrupted Huo'er's words and turned to ask.

"If you came here three years ago, but how could there be a pair of candles at that time, didn't the mother-in-law's son just get married a few days ago, how can you ......?"

Suddenly, Qingya thought of something and looked at the two children in surprise.

"Could it be that you have been repeating all this for three years?"

"That's right, we've kept it the way it was for the past three years, we can restore it with spiritual power when the candles melt, and we can go elsewhere to get new ones if the fruit cakes are broken.

In fact, three years have passed since the day when my mother-in-law and children got married. ”

With that, Huo'er took out a red note from his arms and handed it to Qingya.

Qingya took it and took a look, the red paper was pasted with golden characters, and when he opened the folded page, he saw that it was a wedding book:

Tie a good relationship, make a good couple, tie the red rope early, and carry the white head forever.

On this day, the peach blossoms are burning, and the room is IKEA, and I would like to take the alliance of the mandarin couples to make an immortal covenant, and the book is to the Hongjian.

I hereby make this covenant.

Thirty-eight years of long song calendar.

It seems that this is the marriage letter that was written on the wedding day.

Wait, thirty-eight years of the long song calendar? But tonight, it's obviously forty-one years of long songs.

If the timing of this marriage letter is correct, then why would the mother-in-law say that her child has only been married for a few days, and where has she gone in the past three years?

"I know that the two knights will be puzzled, it is we who keep the things here as they were at that time, and we also make the memories of the mother-in-law and the old couple stay stuck three years ago."

At this time, Huo'er took the lead in answering Qingya's question.

"But why are you doing this?" Qingya continued to ask.

"Because of my mother-in-law's child, I haven't been home for three years."

This time, it was Candle who told the truth.

"At the beginning, my mother-in-law was at home every day looking forward to the child coming home, but after waiting for a long time, not to mention people, there was not even a letter or a message.

In this way, a few months later, some gossip came from the East Market, saying that there were remnants of the former dynasty who were ambushed in the palace to assassinate the emperor, and after the East Window incident, the emperor executed all these people.

The names of these two couples are on those lists.

Therefore, everyone said that the mother-in-law's child had gone astray in the palace and had died in the palace.

But the mother-in-law refused to accept such a fact, and still waited at the door every day for her child to come home, not thinking about tea and dinner, and getting thinner and thinner.

That's why we made this decision to bring back the memories of their old couple to a few days after the wedding, which was probably the happiest time of their lives.

And so on, we've been resetting the time here over and over again, and it's been three years now.

After listening to the twists and turns, Qingya sighed deeply,

"Alas, pity the hearts of parents all over the world."

Where will my parents be now? Are they waiting for me to come home too?

As the sunset gradually sank, the light in the room dimmed, and Hua Qing'er was about to go to the lamp, but the fire and the candle jumped on the red candle at once, and then, the red candle lit up with bright candlelight.

Hua Qing'er looked closely, but found that the wick of the red candle was not burning at all, but the bright light emitted at this time was brighter than usual.

"Buddhism has rules and precepts, you two little guys have deceived two old people for three years, the Buddha knows about it, he won't blame you, right?"

At this time, Qingya regained his energy, and when he saw them sitting on the candle flame, he thought about teasing them.

"In the past, Master Xuanzang returned from his westward journey, and once explained Mahayana Buddhism to the monks in the Great Ci'en Temple, and he once told everyone that Buddhist disciples, when you are kind to others, the important thing is that others have obtained good results, and you have formed good causes.

In this way, cause and effect are achieved, and it is a good karma.

Not only that, Taoism has clouds, and goodness is like water, so who can stipulate what the criteria for doing good are?

Unexpectedly, these two children looked small, and when they spoke, they were the first to speak.

But it's right to think about it, it has been more than forty years since Master Xuanzang returned from his westward journey, so these two little guys are much older than their own age.

"You say, mother-in-law's child, is it true that he can't come back?"

Hua Qing'er, who was delicate, couldn't help but feel sad when she thought that her mother-in-law was living in self-deception every day, but now she couldn't expose the truth, which would be too big a blow to them.

So, as long as there is a glimmer of hope for their children to survive, she wants to find them.

"Our spiritual power is weak, most of the town houses in the East City have spiritual weapons, and there are many enchantments in the palace, we can't go to find out if the news is true, but if it's the two, maybe we can."

"But there are many prohibitions in the palace, and I am afraid that it is far from enough to rely on our cultivation during the foundation building period." Qingya voiced her concerns.

"No, I'm not talking about letting the two of you break into the palace.

It's the beginning of July, and in a few days, it's the Midyear Festival. At that time, the local officials will forgive their sins, the door of the underworld will be opened, and the deceased will return to the world from Wangxiangtai to visit their relatives and friends in the world.

When the time comes, the two of them can wait at home, and if a young ghost comes home, it means that they are dead, and if they do not, it means that they are still alive.

As for me and Candle, it was very cloudy that day, and we had to hide in the candle flame and not go out.

After some discussion, Qingya and Hua Qing'er both felt that this method was feasible, so they agreed.

In the early morning of the second day, Qingya went to her mother-in-law to ask for her child's name and portrait and the eight characters of her birthday.

In the painting is a delicate and handsome young man, a gentle and petite double ten woman, Ye Zhongtao, Ning Tongyue.

On the portrait, they are a good couple, with a smile on the corner of their mouths, and their eyes are full of each other's figures.

But after all, the portrait records the past, and now they may be ......

Qingya didn't continue to think about it, in the rolling red dust, birth, old age, sickness and death, alternating between the old and the new, are all the order of the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and no one can escape.

We monks go against the heavens, searching for exercises, secret treasures, and opportunities all over the world, so that one day we can break free from the shackles of heaven and earth.

Live with heaven and earth, shine with the sun and the moon, and truly be at ease.

But after that? Is that really jumping out of the shackles between heaven and earth, or stepping into a new reincarnation?

After thinking for a moment, Qingya chose not to think about such a question, because this was not what he should consider as a minor monk in the foundation building period now.

Now, he just needs to listen to his master's words, experience more things in the world, broaden his horizons, improve his cultivation, and break through the golden pill as soon as possible.

As for the future, it's just a matter of having a master here anyway.

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, one day I met Brother Ye in Dongshi, I must talk about him well, and let him come back to visit your second elder more."

After saying goodbye to the second elder, Qingya and Hua Qing'er began their daily cultivation as usual, and after a period of accumulation and fighting, the cultivation of both of them has come to the top of the level, and they are about to break through to the next level.

Hua Qinger is about to enter the final stage of foundation building, and is about to face the arrival of the major realm of Jindan.

In the world of cultivation, there is often a saying that says, "When you swallow a golden pill in your stomach, you will know that my life is beyond heaven." ”

Once you enter the realm of Jindan, you can already eat and drink dew and get rid of the reincarnation of grains in the world. But if it's Hua Qing'er, this doesn't seem to have the slightest effect on her.

Now that I think about it, Shizun is already a great monk in the out-of-body period, but he is still keen on the daily little things such as lighting a fire and cooking.

She can even sit on the stove for an afternoon for a pot of tea eggs.

Qingya once asked her, why do immortal cultivators still eat and sleep like ordinary people?

At that time, she casually told herself: "No matter what state our cultivation has reached, we are still human beings, and if we are human beings, we can't do without eating and drinking."

The days of cultivation are long and boring, some people sit for a hundred years, some people travel all over the mountains and rivers, if they give up the things they like in their hearts, then what kind of immortal do they cultivate? ”

To this day, Qingya still doesn't fully understand what Shizun means, but he just thinks that Shizun is right.

Take back your thoughts, and when you break through the golden pill, the quality of the golden pill you have formed directly determines the path of cultivation in your future life.

The higher the quality of Jindan, the lower the difficulty of breaking through the bottleneck in the future, on the contrary, it is very likely that there will be no breakthrough in this life.

When parting, Shizun gave himself a Dust-Breaking Pill, with Hua Qing'er's talent, with the assistance of the Dust-Breaking Pill, it should be a sure thing to form a high-grade Jindan.

As for myself, with the presence of the master, there is nothing that cannot be solved.