Luo Xiang let her take away a piece of scripture hidden in his arms, and did not make a sound.

At that time, although the fire had not yet burned to where he was, the Buddha hall was shrouded in dazzling red light, but in fact, it was impossible to see the person's pure appearance.

But the moment her figure appeared dimly, he knew that she was back.

You don't have to see it, you don't even have to remember it, her outline is gratuitously clear in your mind.

Luo Xiang closed his eyes and suppressed the waves in his heart that he didn't know where to arise when he saw her.

After a while, the palm of his hand was hooked by the delicate five fingers, Luo Xiang opened his eyes, his eyes moved up from the ten fingers that were tightly locked, and he saw the girl in red who was like fire holding his hand and walking out quickly.

"Brother Xiang, why don't you run away?" Before coming, Chaolu thought that Luo Xiang was restrained by them again, and he couldn't get out. At this time, seeing that he was intact, he couldn't help but ask.

Luo Xiang came to her senses, and her five fingers were pulled out of her hand and put them in her sleeve.

"Do you know why the fire only started in the Buddha hall and did not affect the pond fish, so that the rest of the monks could escape smoothly?" He stopped, took a few steps away from her, and said, "Because I am the one they want to burn." If I escape, will the others still have a way to live? ”

"But my brother ......"

"Don't worry, I have my own opinions, you can go."

It's still too late to run and leave the Buddha hall.

A newly-lit flame scurried up the roof beams along the prayer flags.

The other half of the remaining cypress was burned off and fell from the top of the head, forcibly separating the two who were supporting each other.

"Let's go!" Luo Xiang's voice was like a wind blowing in his ears.

He took a step towards the dew, stood still and looked back.

In the dust, Luo Xiang stopped and looked at her from afar through the wooden beam that caught fire.

He seemed to use all his strength to push her through, towards the door of life. Leave yourself alone on the other side of the fire.

There seemed to be a flash of tenderness in his eyes, and more of a deep determination.

Still didn't say a word, just shook his head slowly at her, and turned to leave.

Seeing that gaze, her heart seemed to be burned, and a fire burned inside. Chaolu lifted her clothes and jumped to her feet, crossing the wooden beam that separated them.

"Brother Xiang!"

Her body soared into the air, and her eyes closed, and she could still feel the incessant beating of the flames in her eyes.

As he fell, his body fell into a warm, dry embrace. The tip of her nose smelled a familiar white sandalwood fragrance, which turned from light to thick, enveloping her.

They both fell to the ground together. The broken beams and pillars were temporarily separated from the source of the fire, and the two sat down behind the shrine.

Luo Xiang turned to look at the girl who was rushing towards him, and her arms trembling while holding her.

The luxurious silk satin on her body was burned into strands of scorched threads by the flames, and her jade-white little face was stained with black stains.

But she didn't realize it, raised her hand and brushed aside the scattered hair on her sideburns, revealing her burning eyes, revealing a hint of cunning, and said to him:

"Brother Xiang, now, I can't leave."

Luo Xiang smiled.

What an idiot.

Seeing her clutching her ankles, he asked:

"Did you fall on your leg?"

"Thanks to Brother Fang Cai's protection of me, I was unharmed." She smiled, approached him and said, "With the medicine you gave me, my legs are all healed, and my bones are all healed, brother, look ......"

In the next moment, she stood up, and in front of him, her hands were raised above her head in the shape of stamens, and the lotus step moved lightly, and she danced.

The red skirt is like a hibiscus rippling, and the figure of the curly is like the moonlight.

When I saw it, it was beautiful.

He was stunned, and only looked away for a long time:

"Even if you recover, you won't have to jump in the future."

"Well, I promised my brother that I wouldn't dance for them again." Chaolu nodded, and took out the scriptures that had not been burned by the fireworks.

She didn't stop on this matter, still holding half a note and reading it word by word:

"Thou hast loved my heart, and thou hast taken pity on thy colour, and thou hast been entangled by karma, through a hundred thousand eons." Then he tilted his head, looked at him, and asked him in a coquettish voice:

"Brother, did I make a mistake?"

Full of confidence.

Luo Xiang's eyes lowered and shook his head gently.

There is not a word wrong in the scriptures, it is he who cocoons himself.

Luo Xiang got up silently, poured water from the net bottle of the Buddha shrine, soaked a brocade handkerchief, tore it in half, and covered it between the mouths and noses of the two.

The wet handkerchief blocked out the choking smoke and stopped her from continuing to speak. In the afterglow, I saw that under the wet handkerchief, her breathing was fluctuating, a little short, not calm.

In the sea of fire, Luo Xiang stared at his own reflection in her eyes, and suddenly asked softly:

"Are you afraid of death?"

"You're not going to let me die." Chaolu said very firmly, looking at his slightly lowered eyes. She said in her heart, in your previous life, you didn't hesitate to break the vows and wanted to save my life, how could you watch me die here in this life.

The corners of her lips lifted and she smiled:

"Besides, Brother Xiang never begs for death, you must have a way to escape."

Luo Xiang swallowed his dry throat. He was indeed waiting for an opportunity, but he didn't want anyone to join him in the danger before he drove all the rest of the monks out of the temple.

It's just that he didn't know that she would come back.

Luo Xiang looked at the open night sky after the collapse, and the flowing clouds were burned red by the flames, flying away like galloping horses. He said lightly:

"Wait a little longer, and there will be rain."

Chaolu was stunned, and also looked at the sky covered with dense clouds, and couldn't see the reason for a long time, and asked:

"How do you know it's going to rain?"

Luo Xiang groaned softly:

"Fish scales the sky, no rain and wind; Cotton clouds, soon thunderstorms. ”

"It's the art of measuring rain. The calendar used in the Central Plains is extremely exquisite, but it can be the agricultural time, the flood is stopped, the spring sowing and autumn harvest are all in accordance with the time, and the wind and rain are smooth every year. Luo Xiang turned his head to look at her, with a bright light, and said, "I know a little bit about it, if the female donor is interested, I can teach you." ”

Chaolu's heart trembled.

Fish scale sky, no rain and wind; Cotton clouds, soon thunderstorms.

The same sentence, exactly the same, the national teacher in her previous life also taught her.

……

In her previous life, her Chinese master, the holy monk of the Great Liang National Teacher, took the Taichang Institute with more than 100 Taishi Orders to compile the most complete calendar of the Great Liang so far, and had a lot of research on the celestial time and stars.

One night in the palace, she was suddenly in a pouring rain on her way back to the palace.

It's a pity that she is wearing a freshly cut peacock emerald feather skirt, and the blue feathers that are stained with water are not good-looking, so she hid in a lotus pond water pavilion by the Taiye Pond to avoid the rain.

She was bored feeding the koi in the pond, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a jade-white figure coming from a distance from the nine-curved long bridge on the lotus pond.

The man's figure was high, and the night was full of foggy white. Behind him, a chamberlain trotted, holding a silk umbrella with his forearms raised high.

The bridge twists and turns, and his steps are not slow. With each step, the front hem of the monk's robe wrinkled slightly, lifted by the wind, and then hung down, covering the faint outline of a pair of long legs.

found that there were people in the water pavilion, and the people who came slowed down and bowed shallowly.

The maid beside her had always been very afraid of this national teacher, and squeezed several glances to signal her to return the salute.

Chaolu was drenched in the rain, her clothes were wet and sticky from the rain, and she was embarrassed, thinking that the national teacher had never liked her, she would definitely not give her a good look.

Unexpectedly, he only glanced at the chamberlain, who playfully handed the umbrella to her maid.

The sleeves of his wide robe drooped, and he groaned:

"The teacher once taught the female benefactor: the fish scales the sky, and the wind is turbulent when it doesn't rain; Cotton clouds, soon thunderstorms. When I see this day and this cloud, there will be heavy rain. ”

She remembered that he had indeed taught her so much, but she had forgotten it, and she lowered her head and wrung the Jinpa in her hand, and whispered:

"In my hometown, there is not as much rain as Chang'an."

He stood with her in front of the lotus pond, watched the fish by the railing, and asked:

"The pond fish thinks about the old place. Can the female benefactor get used to living in Chang'an Palace? ”

She threw the last bait into the water.

The fish scrambled several times, and the bright red tail jumped out of the water, and from time to time small waves swelled up, and after all, they could not turn over this small pond.

She looked at the pool and replied with a sigh:

"There are walls on all sides, you can't run a horse, you can't see a few stars in the sky, it's so different from my hometown...... Master, do you know that in my hometown, you can see a lot of stars at night, whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter. Now, I can't see my hometown, my relatives, or the stars. ”

The rain was noisy, and the man standing on the side was silent. For a long time, so long that Chaolu thought that he might be gone, but he saw him stretch out his hand from his sleeve, point to the northwest of the night sky, and show her:

"The star at the end of the Big Dipper's spoon handle is called 'Shake Light'. The place where the Shaking Star shines is your hometown, the country of Uzi. Today's rain is not visible, but it can be observed on a clear night. ”

A smile finally appeared on her face, looking at the misty stars in the night sky that were hidden by the rain curtain, and replied:

"Thank you, Master, for your advice. Later, when I saw the star in the palace, it was as if I could see my hometown. ”

He bowed his head slightly, his face was as cold as usual, and he left in the rain.

At that moment, she looked at his back in the rain and mist, and felt that he didn't seem to be so disgusted with her.

……

"Tick-tick-tick-"

Chaolu retracted the thoughts of her previous life, lifted her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Cool droplets of water fell on the center of her eyebrows, and then along her face, dripping down the greasy side of her neck, drenching her thin shirt.

She slowly reached out to catch a drop of rain that had fallen in her palm.

is worthy of being a Buddha, and he is really like a god.

The raindrops became denser and denser, hitting the two of them one after another, extinguishing the raging flames around them, and the scorching heat was extinguished. The fire was extinguished by the downpour, and everywhere there were still burnt beams, and the roof tiles were crumbling and glowing with a blue ash.

Luo Xiang stood up from the broken embers of the hall, gently took out a clean monk's robe from the cabinet, covered her body, and then pushed the door out.

The glimmer of the morning light shines through the charred carved windows.

Chaolu saw him standing in front of the door of the Buddha hall, his soaked jade white robe waving in the wind, and his sleeves were blowing.

Behind him, there is a golden statue of Shakya several feet high, as if he is clothed in ten thousand rays of light, with a great light.

He twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, looked into the distance, and did not say a word, which was not only like a gentle wind and drizzle, but also a thunderous thunderbolt, and it was moving.

For some reason, the figure of the Buddha and the jade-white color of the national teacher in her memory of the previous life gradually blended and coincided in the rain curtain.

Not only was Chaolu stunned, but everyone guarding the steps of the Buddha Hall was shocked.

Zou Yun, who was the leader, and the large number of guards behind him were dumbfounded, standing in place, letting the bucket of water that he had originally used to fight the fire roll to the ground, mixed with the rain.

"The gods and Buddhas have appeared! Buddha's grace! ”

The Uzi people have always been superstitious.

Seeing that the fire was suddenly extinguished by the torrential rain, and the Buddha walked out of the Buddha hall unscathed, they were both weak and frightened, and suddenly panicked, and their legs and feet were weak on the spot, and they put down their weapons one after another, and kept kneeling to the Buddha and begging for mercy.

The Buddha was trapped in the fire for a while, and his fame spread throughout the court of the Uzi king.

After tonight, the world was shocked to hear that the Buddha had great magical powers and could withstand karmic fire without burning. Overnight, up and down the royal court, there were hundreds of people who practiced Buddhism.

Only Chaolu has hidden worries, the more famous he is, the greater the threat to Luo Sumi, and the more dangerous he is in the royal court.

***

In the next few days, it coincided with the banquet of the king of Uzi, and the countries of the Western Regions came to court, and the royal court was full of envoys in different costumes, and the people who came and went were very complicated.

The Dawan people to the west of Uzi have high noses and deep eyes, and the chariot masters to the east are clothed in fur, and the Dayue people are dark-skinned, blonde and blue-eyed. The envoys entered the palace one after another, obviously to meet the new king of Uzi, but in fact, they may not have come to investigate the Buddha.

On this day, Chao Lu got up in the morning and went to the Buddha hall, and met a team of envoys in a nine-curved corridor in the royal court.

It is the envoy of the beam of the moire green robe.

Luo Chaolu was dressed in a white feather and red shirt, her face was gorgeous, and wherever she went, someone secretly looked at her.

When she was wrong with this team of envoys, she always felt that there was a gaze fixed on her.

She walked a few quick steps, descended the stone steps of the corridor, and without noticing for a moment, stepped on the empty step, and fell down.

A strong force grabbed her wrist, and instead of letting her fall down the stone steps, he leaned against the man's sturdy shoulders.

"Be careful." The man's steady, powerful voice rang in his ears.

Hearing this voice, Chaolu's pupils widened, and his heartbeat suddenly became violent.

In astonishment, she looked up along the blue cloud pattern embroidered on the man's arm.

Before I could see the man's face, I saw that he had let go of her hand and walked away, only to see a tall back, along with the group of envoys, gradually disappearing into the shade at the end of the corridor.

Left alone in the same place for a long time.

Oh, she came to her senses and took a step towards the Buddha hall.

Within a few steps, she hit her head on a warm chest.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Xiangfang got out of morning class, saw her running in a panic, and stretched out his hand to support her.

Smelling the familiar white sandalwood and hearing his warm voice, Chaolu's heart, which was beating wildly, calmed down.

"Tomorrow is the banquet of King Uzi, and someone will come to take you out of the palace." He seemed to see her uneasiness, thinking that it was because of leaving the palace, so he comforted her.

She knew that Luo Xiang wanted to take advantage of the large number of envoys in the royal court, Luo Su had no time to take care of it, and the forbidden army was not enough, so she wanted to cover her escape from the royal court and regain her freedom.

But what is haunting her heart at the moment is not here.

She raised her eyes and looked at his gentle eyebrows, trying to calm herself down:

"Brother Xiang, will you also attend the banquet of King Uzi?"

Luo Xiang nodded.

Chao Lu's eyebrows jumped suddenly.

She finally remembered that in her previous life, at the banquet of King Uzi, in front of the envoys of various countries, the Buddha broke the vows for the first time.