The Sanskrit sound in the early morning broke Chengliu's clear dream. After washing up, Chengliu came to the meditation room of the eight-fingered Buddha. The Eight-Fingered Buddha splashed ink as always, and by the time Nariyu arrived, the Eight-Fingered Buddha had already completed two works, and the new paintings were still in progress.

Chengliu didn't bother, stood quietly and waited, thinking in his heart, where should he start? He wanted to ask about the story of the Eight-Fingered Buddha, but he was afraid that he would avoid it. He wanted to use his own story to ask for his advice, just like Cheng Fuzi asked his own question, and if the advice of the Eight-Fingered Buddha was consistent with his answer, he would tell the truth about Aunt Mei's existence. But he is also worried that from the position that the Buddha's four are empty, the answer can only be no. I can't insinuate and remind the Buddha that with the wisdom of the Buddha, without saying a word, whatever calculation in my heart will be seen through by the Buddha. Since Aunt Mei has given herself the right to tell the truth to the Buddha, she doesn't have to be subtle in front of the Buddha, and she is even more sincere when she goes straight. He had already made up his mind, and the third painting of the Eight-Fingered Buddha had just been completed and stamped.

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "I've been waiting for a long time. ”

Cheng Liudao: "It's a pleasure to watch you paint. ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "You can take this plum and give it to Zeng Cuo." ”

Cheng Liudao: "Why did you agree to give it to him again?" ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "Master Cheng should have told you the reason." ”

Chengliu thought for a while and said, "Said it." Did you ask me to give it to him in exchange for his trust? ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "Exactly." You should be able to think of this, Master Cheng said, you make the plan in the future, we are on the outside, we can't give you advice according to the actual situation, you have to improvise. ”

Cheng Liudao: "I will." But big plans need your guidance. ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "Don't be modest. Wei Daochang and Magu are Taoist fairies, and it is inconvenient to mix too many grievances and grievances in the world, so we don't have to turn to them unless we have to. ”

Chengliu nodded, looked at the "Momeitu" on the table and said, "I have something to understand. ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "Please speak." ”

Cheng Liudao: "Why are you so attached to Aunt Mei? ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "Master Cheng told you my story too?" ”

Cheng Liudao: "He said part of it, and read part of it in the book. The book "Zeng Guofan" given to her by Liu Nan's grandfather has written your story into a myth. ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "After Aunt Mei died, I also took a wife. It's not as final as the book says. ”

Cheng Liudao: "In that era, the need for family incense and the persuasion of Lord Zeng, no wonder you. ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "My life is my wife." ”

Cheng Liudao: "I don't believe this, in that era, there was no good medical treatment, no vaccine, people's life was not long, and even the emperor was short-lived." ”

The eight-fingered Buddha was not speaking. Chengliu continued: "Buddha, if you can save Aunt Mei's life at that time, are you willing to exchange your life?" ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "I am willing, but I don't have that opportunity." The situation at that time did not allow me to do such a thing, I was in control of a part of the destiny of the country at that time, I wanted to die, and God did not allow it. The big husband should do something and not do something. ”

Cheng Liudao: "What if now? ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "Amitabha." I don't dare to speculate. ”

Cheng Liu hurriedly said: "I said what if." ”

The Eight-Fingered Buddha was silent for a long time and said: "Even if I can see her again, even if I break the reincarnation, what is there to fear." ”

Cheng Liu's heart was overjoyed and said, "That's right." This secret can be told to you. ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said: "How secret? ”

Cheng Liudao: "Aunt Mei, it is your Aunt Mei, Daochang Wei was moved by your noble quality back then, so he saved her." In the past few lifetimes, she has also been looking for you......" Then, Cheng Liu told the eight-fingered Buddha in detail about yesterday's question of Master Cheng and Aunt Mei's story, and analyzed the misunderstanding of the two of them one by one, and listened to the tears of the eight-fingered Buddha, overjoyed. At the end, Cheng Liudao: "If you have a wife like this, it will not be in vain for you to wait for three lives." ”

The eight-fingered Buddha said, "Thank you, donor." At present, before the big thing is over, Aunt Mei will go to the United States, and after I wait to assist you in doing the right thing for heaven, I will return to the vulgar and guard her for thousands of years. ”

Cheng Liu patted his thigh and said, "Great." I knew that you couldn't be reincarnated, because you couldn't bear the pain of longing. ”

Eight-fingered Buddha said: "I'm ashamed, I'm sanctimonious, and I have deceived many people to regard me as a monk." ”

Cheng Liudao: "Things outside the body, fame and fortune are empty, only love is real." This is called oblivion, and there will be an echo. ”

The Eight-Fingered Buddha said, "Let it be." As he spoke, he rolled up the dried "Mo Mei Tu" and handed it to Cheng Liu, and said, "Mei in the future, maybe there will be a lot less fierce spirit." ”

Cheng Liu smiled and said, "In the future, you will no longer be a dry plum monk." Chengliu took the painting and said goodbye to the eight-fingered Buddha. When I went out, I made a phone call to Aunt Mei and asked the other party to send me up the mountain.

Ten minutes later, Aunt Mei drove to the back gate of the Zhusheng Temple, she didn't know the result of Chengliu's inquiry, she was worried but expectant, so the speed was much faster than usual. Aunt Mei opened the door of the cab and stood out, wearing sunglasses and looking heroic. She looked at the mountain gate with affection, and found that at the end of the hillside, there was a monk looking at her with mixed eyes. That man was none other than the Eight-Fingered Buddha. They looked at each other from afar, and a mountain gate separated by a story of more than a hundred years, things are not human, but the feelings are still the same. Chengliu walked over, and with all the grievances and grievances, the outcome of several lifetimes of success or failure, he stepped out of the mountain gate and got into the car.

Aunt Mei started the car, anxious, but embarrassed to ask. After Cheng left the sight of the Eight-Fingered Buddha, he said, "Aunt Mei, a good news, a bad news. Which do you listen to first? ”

Aunt Mei said, "Why have you become so clichéd? ”

Chengliu "hehe" laughed a few times. Aunt Mei said again: "Let's listen to the bad ones first!" If the bad news is not acceptable, then the good news doesn't have to be heard, she thought.

Cheng Liudao: "The bad news is that you are about to separate. ”

Aunt Mei said, "We? ”

Cheng Liudao: "Yes, you and the Buddha." ”

Aunt Mei said: "We have always been in this state! What's the difference? And the good news? ”

Cheng Liudao: "You have won!" Then, Nariyu told him about his conversation with the Eight-Fingered Buddha. Finally, he said, "You will stay in the United States with Cheng, so you will be separated for a short time." Aunt Mei had already heard it crying with joy, and the speed of the car had never been slower than ever, and she felt that every inch of the car moving forward would widen the distance between herself and her lover. She hated to turn the car around and immediately throw herself into the arms of her dream husband. Cheng Liu didn't urge, he knew that this big news needed to be digested slowly.

But after passing through the Xiling Pass, the car still sped up. Aunt Mei thought, she has been waiting for more than a hundred years, so why care about a few more years? Focus on the big things.

Nariyu received a message from the Eight-Fingered Buddha, which read:

"The green lantern is often accompanied by the ancient Buddha,

There is an end to the period of impossibility.

Heaven returns to the warm day of spring,

When the flowers bloom in the soil. - Yulin. I hope to convey Aunt Mei. Chengliu read the verses of the Eight-Fingered Buddha to Aunt Mei, and Aunt Mei nodded, and finally a smile appeared on her face. That kind of sweetness, just like what I saw on Chengliu's face. Chengliu sent the contact information of the two to each other, after all, the two have already recognized each other, and it is inconvenient for him to peek into too much other people's privacy.