The mountain road winds and coils, the strange stones on both sides of the road are uneven, the cold wind blows the bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves are rustling, the Zen temple is built on the edge of the mountain cliff, the mountain wind is mighty, the pines and cypresses are swaying, and the root system of the ancient trees is coiled and knotted. The entrance is hidden by towering pines and cypresses, revealing only a corner of the temple gate.

Feng Nanyin and a few people got out of the carriage, and when they arrived at the door of the temple, they saw that the temple gate was closed, and the door was piled with thick snow, which looked very desolate, and it seemed that no one had been here for a long time.

Feng Nanyin pushed the door in, and the more he walked into the temple, the more he would find that there was a trace of weirdness everywhere in this Zen Void Temple.

Yinhuan followed Feng Nanyin's side and observed the surroundings, as a secret guard, this alertness is still there, "Girl, this temple is a little weird, not that the Zenxu Temple is the hottest, and the pilgrims are constantly burning incense, but the slave maid can't help but look at it a little cold." ”

Feng Nanyin smiled, as if she had expected it a long time ago: "Zenxu Temple does not accept guests when it snows." ”

"What kind of strange rule is this, you don't accept any money sent to your door?"

"When the old people return, they should be welcomed." The man's voice came through the cold wind, and his lazy voice was like a stream of water.

The snow stopped and the sky grew dark. Yinhuan followed the sound and caught a glimpse of a monk sitting in the pavilion not far away, if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a monk's robe and shaved his head, no one would probably think that he was a monk in this Zen monastery. Because this person looks white and delicate, his eyebrows and eyes are affectionate, and he shows his nobility in his gestures, and he is like a rich son.

"Girl." The silver ring protected Feng Nanyin behind him. Feng Nanyin stopped her and walked sideways towards the pavilion, "You are idle, the abbot handed over this Zen Void Temple to you, and you took care of it like this?" ”

"What? What's the problem? I don't think there is any problem, the snow is covered with cypress and bamboo, and the fallen leaves are full of ancient plum red. Cangji smiled: "It has a different flavor." ”

Feng Nanyin hooked the corners of her lips, and her tone was very disdainful: "What is there to brag about in the scene of ruins and ruins." ”

Cangji smiled and teased: "I don't know what is worth it for Her Royal Highness the princess to travel thousands of miles to find poor monks here?" ”

"Leng Linhuai, if you don't talk well, I will send a handwritten letter to the imperial brother tomorrow, I think that although the imperial cousin has a lot of opportunities, but compared with your brother, what do you think he will choose?" Feng Nan's voice dragged out the tail tone, but the voice was faint and deterrent.

Cangji's expression was stagnant, and he drank tea to hide his embarrassment. Feng Nanyin's eyes flashed, but she didn't speak again. The other party coughed lightly, "My good cousin, count cousin begging you." ”

Feng Nanyin snorted coldly: "If you don't let a good prince do nothing, you will be happy to find guilt in this wilderness and mountain." ”

Cangji was silent.

Two years ago, the first emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty died of illness, the new emperor first ascended to the great treasure, the Great Zhou was affected by the enemy's war and turmoil, and the king of Lin'an, Leng Linhuai, led the troops to the east and the west, and finally quelled the war. When the class teacher returned to the court, the holy driver came to the outside of the city to greet King Lin'an, which was originally a brotherly harmony but was plotted by someone with a heart. Spread rumors that the new emperor Leng Jun'an disregarded the mandate of heaven and was difficult to enter the ceremony, and Lin'an King Leng Linhuai was brave and good at fighting the country and the people, and they were the best candidates for the throne.

The speaker has no intention and the listener has the intention. In the end, in order to stop the rumors from continuing to spread, Leng Linhuai gave up the emperor's surname, abandoned the title, and shaved his family, and since then there has been no Leng Linhuai, the king of Lin'an of the Great Zhou, and there is more monk in Zenxu Temple.

After coming to this Zenxu Temple for many years, Leng Linhuai had already rotted these old things in his stomach, and today being mentioned by Feng Nanyin made him feel nostalgic for a while.

"It's all about old sesame seeds and rotten grain, and what do you mention about it." Leng Linhuai chuckled and changed the topic, "How is it that the wind in Dingdu is still comfortable?" ”

"Not bad." Feng Nanyin raised her eyes and looked at him coldly, "Leng Linhuai, don't interrupt me." ”

"You stinky temper, be careful that you can't marry in the future." Leng Linhuai couldn't hide, "Little ancestor, what are you doing when your old man is looking for the little one?" ”

Feng Nanyin was silent for a long time.

"Let you go back to Da Zhou."

There are a lot of Zen rooms in the Zenxu Temple, Yinhuan picked a room close to the bamboo forest according to Feng Nanyin's preferences, and after a simple cleanup, Feng Nanyin and a few people stayed.

The conversation with Leng Linhuai did not go well, and in the end she was rejected, it seems that she may really have to stay in the meditation room of this temple for a few more days.

Yinhuan straightened out the luggage she was carrying with her and lit incense, so that her girl could sleep more peacefully at night.

Feng Nanyin frowned slightly, "Landscape fragrance? Without waiting for Yinhuan to answer, he said, "Replace it with sandalwood in the temple." ”

"Yes."

At the foot of the mountain, a carriage stopped steadily, the moonlight shining on the snow.

Zhenglin stopped the carriage, "The prince Chanxu Temple has arrived, did you say that the person we are looking for is really here?" ”

Xiao Muyun pulled the corner of the curtain and looked at the snow on the road, "Someone is one step ahead of us." ”

Zhenglin scratched his head, "It shouldn't be, Zenxu Temple doesn't accept guests when it snows, this is a rule that has always existed, no one can be so blind." ”

"It snowed heavily last night, and the mountain road is steep and there is only this one way up the mountain, so the snow on the ruts should be left from time to time." Xiao Muyun got out of the car to check, "Single rut, not down yet." ”

"Lord Wang, do you want me to bring someone." Zhenglin gestured with his hand to the neck.

"No, you don't." Xiao Muyun looked at the deep mountain road, "Find an inn nearby to stay, and we'll visit again tomorrow." ”

The cold wind on the mountain at night was wanton, and it began to fall lightly, Yinhuan covered the window, and took out a thick futon and spread it on the couch where Feng Nanyin slept, tucked the quilt and said: "The girl doesn't need to be in our house on the mountain, the night is cold, the girl is still careful to be infected with the wind cold." ”

"You're paying more attention, too." Feng Nanyin said with concern.

Xu was too preoccupied, or he was cold and fell asleep in a different place, Feng Nanyin put on his clothes and put a cloak on his body, and went out for a walk by the moonlight.

When I passed by the kiosk, I found that the person just now was no longer there. She took out a fire fold from her sleeve, and Feng Nanyin could barely see the road ahead in the dim light. Along the path to the main hall where the Buddha statue was placed, she knew in her heart that many people were destined to die along the way, and there was no turning back when some things were decided, Feng Nanyin never dared to ask the Buddha to purify her sins.

Maybe it's just a peace of mind.

She pushed the door open and entered, and the hall was brightly lit with candlelight.

Feng Nanyin knelt on the puff mat, clasped her hands together, and prayed sincerely.

"The Buddha said: Let me pass all sentient beings, but all sentient beings will kill me. The Buddha said: Everything has a fixed number, and it cannot be forced, but I, Feng Nanyin, do not believe in the destiny of heaven. I once believed in God's arrangement, but I ended up with a broken family and thousands of arrows piercing my heart. The Buddha is above, and the believer Feng Nanyin swears here that if you can't kill the enemy in this life, you won't die well, and your soul will never be reborn after death. ”