When he returned to the meditation room, Han Yifeng had already fallen asleep, Xi Yuming quietly closed the door, and fell asleep peacefully on the couch at will, hoping to see the woman in white who had been looking for a long time in his dream.

Good dreams happen when someone else wakes up.

Early in the morning, after Han Yifeng got up, he began to urge Xi Yuming to get up, his eyes were sleepy, if only he could smash this natural alarm clock into a dumb one day before going to bed!

Pushing open the door, everything in heaven and earth seems to be taken into his arms, for some reason, he didn't like to come to these places before, but now he finds that it can inexplicably make himself physically and mentally happy, and stop everyone from pleasing into his arms.

I still remember that when I came, the birds in the mountains would circle around the mountain temple collectively before they dispersed, and I thought there would never be such a spectacle again.

In addition to regrets, fortunately, the scenery in the mountains is unique, and I can see the different scenery in the city and gain a different mood.

When I went to eat in the canteen of the temple, I felt embarrassed, but Han Yifeng said that eating the food here can dispel illness and eliminate disasters, and I think it is not very lucky to come recently, so I learned from Han Yifeng to be cheeky.

When it was the monk's turn to serve a meal for Xi Yuming, Han Yifeng was no longer seen when he turned around, and it was so annoying to eat!

Standing in the crowd with food for a long time, I couldn't find Han Yifeng, isn't the list of food here as delicacies from the mountains and seas, afraid that others will snatch it?

A middle-aged monk with a somewhat mellow body saw him looking around, thinking that he could not find a place, so he kindly moved a place and asked him to come and sit down.

Xi Yuming, who was a little embarrassed, nodded in gratitude and sat down, no longer looking for Han Yifeng. Seeing his shyness, the monk just smiled kindly.

When eating, the monk always looked kind and pleasant, very charitable, Xi Yuming didn't know how to respond, so he had to say that he was not embarrassed, let alone perfunctory, but he couldn't find an introductory question to chat with him.

After finishing the meal, he drank not a drop of the green vegetable soup and bowed to the monks who were collecting the dishes and chopsticks, and then left. When I returned to the meditation room, there was still no trace of Han Yifeng.

It seems that he is wandering around alone again today, or if he can find the white gauze beauty from yesterday, he may be able to find the white gauze beauty from yesterday.

After all, the traditional festival has passed, and the number of people who come to the temple has decreased significantly, Xi Yuming regards himself as the first time to come to this place, maybe he can hear the familiar and unfamiliar music again.

The garden he came to that time, the small door was closed, and there was no sound inside, watching the tourists looking for scenery in the temple, Xi Yuming felt that the troubles had never been far away from him.

Although the meditation room on the cliff is quiet, imagine the situation of the day, it is cut off and will not go again, so I have to walk along the meditation room in front of me at will.

There is a small round gate at the left turn of the straight ahead, it is in the middle of nowhere, there are very few people here, only a few birds can be heard, curiously walked over and leaned over to listen to whether there were people inside.

But see that there is a very small courtyard inside, there is a small meditation room, built by the mountain, the elaborately carved que is particularly exquisite, and the mountain is integrated, this meditation room should be the same as the Zen room of the cliff, looking at the outside although it is small, in fact, there is a lot of space to excavate into the mountain.

This is different from the Zen room on the cliff, as long as you walk out of this round door, it is directly connected to the ancient temple, and there will be no dangerous wooden plank bridge.

The reason why so few people come here may be that they look through this small round door, the space is so small, and there are no flowers or plants in it, and at a glance, you can tell that no one has entered it.

However, there are many places in the ancient temple, and people who don't know the situation will not trespass in, in case they encounter something they are afraid of, it is estimated that ordinary psychiatrists will not be able to treat it, and Xi Yuming thinks so.

However, just when he decided to leave, he vaguely heard the sound of talking, and he couldn't bear to stop, so he hid his body to the side and eavesdropped on his ears, maybe he could hear the monk's lecture and open his mind.

The lonely tung is secret, and the simplicity is true. As if the strings were out of the fingers, I saw the first ancients. Yiyuan is bitter in the wind and snow, and the time comes to the country. The high banquet is not over, who can argue with the economy.

"Amitabha, the donor has a good sentence, such as seeing the ancients, such as hearing the ancient sound, such as the scene, this guqin should belong to you, and now the poor monk has sent it, I hope the donor will not forget this trip. ”

I have been here for a while, reading some Buddhist scriptures in the temple every day, and occasionally Master Hui Chou will bring some earthly books, thinking that this can help Ruan Xiyao understand the current world.

I also have a general understanding of the situation of the ancient temple, this senior monk is the master of Huichou in the temple, and he took a guqin to Ruan Xiyao, saying that this should belong to Ruan Xiyao.

Ruan Xiyao took the guqin, hugged the guqin like a treasure and stroked it gently, and when she went down the mountain with Liu Zheen, she was so excited that she forgot to take the qin, and took the guqin by the way when Liu Zheen and her mother came to the temple to live.

I heard the ghost emperor say that this is Jiuxiao Huan Peiqin, which originally had a name, but unfortunately she forgot it, and then she never gave it a name, and she didn't know what the specific origin was, but she knew that this guqin had stayed with her in the underworld since she had a memory, and never left. Unexpectedly, Master Hui Chou actually found her back.

The master smiled, but he was just borrowing poetry to show ugliness. I will not live up to this trip. Ruan Xiyao hurriedly returned the salute and said.

"It is an honor to be able to see the true body of this qin today. Master Hui Chou sighed with emotion.

"Does Master know about this qin?" asked Ruan Xiyao.

“...... Amitabha...... The poor monk did not dare to speak presumptuously...... The musician came to the world this time only to find the beautiful music, and it is known that there is music in both heaven and earth and in the underworld, and the elegant sound is not the guqin, and the guqin person heard that the emperor of the underworld has a music girl playing the piano for the superior sound, and today he also saw the ......"

Listening to Master Hui Chou's words, Ruan Xiyao was very curious, although this qin has been with her for thousands of years, but there has never been a source of it, today I heard the master say this, then the music she played is not worthy of this guqin? No wonder the ghost emperor can't listen to it anymore, and he really wronged the ghost emperor, and delayed the position of the music girl in vain.

"I heard Master's words today, which I should have heard a long time ago, but unfortunately the Ghost Emperor and the Yama Divine Monarch never told me, it turned out that my piano skills were so poor, and I failed to live up to such a good guqin. ”

"The music girl is too modest, as the old saying goes: the scholar is not thorough for no reason, and the music girl will not live up to the emperor's destiny. Master Hui Chou said thoughtfully.

Ruan Xiyao seemed to see that Master Hui Chou still had something to say, and wanted to continue to ask, but before she could speak, Master Hui Chou preemptively changed the topic.

"Amitabha, the benefactor has been in this world for a while, can I gain from living in this temple in public?