Although this small temple is not large, it is also well-equipped.

There are all the treasures that should be, and all the bodhisattvas that should be there are all there.

In the backyard, there are more than a dozen idle side rooms, which are intended to be for guests.

It's just that there are only three people in this temple at the moment, and it seems even more empty.

After entering the temple, the old master rested for a while, whispered a few words to the two disciples, and then went into the room to rest.

The crescent moon still has homework in the evening, and the daily utensils of the junior and younger brothers are prepared, and after carefully explaining, they go to the Buddha hall to read the scriptures.

Tang Qing was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep.

The things of the past few days are too dreamy, from the town to the lonely mountain, from the lonely mountain to Kunlun City, from Kunlun City to this small temple, the time in between is very short, but there are too many things experienced, which makes him a little tired, but he still does not feel sleepy.

He finally got up and went to the backyard of the small temple.

It is very clean and clean by the crescent moon, without the slightest clutter, and a few small trees have been planted in the open space around the courtyard, which have already sprouted, showing a touch of verdant between the hazy light and shadow, and it is very life-like.

The night was dark, and it was as thick as ink.

It's just that at some point, a crescent moon appeared, hanging obliquely in the sky, and a faint light floated out.

The sky brightened up, and it just happened to illuminate the courtyard.

Tang Qing looked up at the moon, his eyes gradually calmed down, and there was a faint starlight in his pupils.

He remembered a lot of people at this moment.

The blue water in the town, the old man Zhong at the mouth of the wasteland, the heartless Ah Diao, and the mysterious old master.

The faces of these people swept through the sea of young consciousness one by one, and they sank several times.

In the end, they converged in one place, condensing into a shadow.

The shadow was very quiet and glowing, like the moon in the sky.

In fact, she is indeed moonlight.

Tang Qing looked at the shadow and was silent for a long time, then lowered his eyes and looked at a door outside the courtyard.

There was a Buddhist hall where a girl used to read the scriptures.

And at this moment, the crescent moon stood quietly in front of the door, looking at Tang Qing in the courtyard, her eyes were calm and very gentle.

Seeing Tang Qing looking at her, she nodded lightly and smiled.

The moonlight sprinkled on her, really, like a female bodhisattva.

The door behind her was hidden, and there was light coming from the Buddha hall, reflecting on the corner of this courtyard, which was even brighter.

Looking into the hall through the crack in the door, you can vaguely see many Buddha statues, solemn in the heavy halo, quietly watching this night.

In the middle of the Buddha hall is a bodhisattva enshrined, with incense candles standing in front of him, burning quietly and wafting out a stream of sandalwood.

There is a small table under the Bodhisattva, on which a candle is lit, and a sutra is illuminated.

The book was opened, apparently being viewed.

Tang Qing quickly turned her gaze away from the crescent moon and looked at the Buddha hall behind her in a lost mind, and naturally saw the row of Buddha statues and the scriptures.

So he spoke: "Senior sister, have you finished your homework?"

Although this sentence is appropriate, it seems cliché.

Some are unsophisticated.

It's like there's nothing to say.

The smile on the corner of the crescent moon's mouth is bigger, and the gentleness between the eyebrows and eyes is thicker.

She shook her head and said, "It's not late yet, and I haven't finished watching it yet." I just felt that a few small trees in the courtyard were a little lonely, so I wanted to come and talk to them, every night. It's just that tonight, don't you want your junior brother to be here?"

Her voice is very soft, like a gust of wind, gentle and quiet, not disturbing, only to make people feel very comfortable.

Tang Qing subconsciously looked at the clear green in the courtyard, occasionally swaying in the wind, but more often, it was only quiet in the moonlight.

These small trees, accompanied by a crescent moon, are better than countless creatures in the mountains.

And the crescent moon began to move as she spoke, lingering from each small tree, and the concern and love in her eyes could not be concealed.

She has taken care of these trees all these years, and why have these trees not accompanied her?

The years in the mountains are boring, few people speak, and every day except for Buddha statues and scriptures, only these green lives accompany the girl to the rising and setting of the moon, and for many years, it has been like this.

She's used to it.

So cherish it even more.

The courtyard suddenly became silent, no one spoke, only the footsteps of the crescent moon came back and forth, very clearly.

After a long time, Tang Qing suddenly spoke: "Senior sister, in the future, I will take care of the small trees here, you can do your homework with peace of mind." ”

This sentence is extremely simple, very simple.

But it was what Tang Qing was thinking at the moment.

It will also be done in the future.

The crescent moon nodded lightly, and finally stopped, she looked at Tang Qing and said, "The teacher told me about you a long time ago, saying that you are withdrawn by nature, indifferent by nature, and very difficult to get along with. Before you came here, I was ready to adapt to you, but I didn't want to, junior brother, you are also so understanding, where is it like the teacher said. ”

Tang Qing was a little ashamed.

God is pitiful, born indifferent, it is indeed his style.

It's just because of my own very bad life.

It's just a long way in life, and he has made a lot of changes.

When he arrived at this small temple, in the face of the crescent moon, he was even more restrained, compared to before, it was almost not the same person, and even the words became more.

Tang Qing raised his head and looked at the crescent moon in front of him, feeling closer and less rusty.

He suddenly asked, "I wonder how long my senior sister has been under the teacher's door?"

"I have been by my teacher's side for 16 years since I was a child. ”

Crescent Moon was still smiling, and her voice was very clear: "I am an orphan, and the first person I see when I open my eyes is the teacher. He taught me to read and write, taught me to worship the Buddha and rituals, taught me to cherish the years, and taught me to be kind to others. ”

There are two pieces of moonlight in the eyes of the crescent moon, which bloom deep in the pupils, very translucent and clean.

Tang Qing looked at it like this, not daring to disturb.

Crescent continued: "For many days in the past, I really wanted to get out of this small temple, out of this mountain, to see the outside world, to see the world, to see the good, evil, beautiful and ugly, to see the many legends on those continents. But every time I mentioned these ideas to my teacher, he told me to read and recite the scriptures. ”

Tang Qing looked sideways and asked, "Why?"

The crescent moon retracted its gaze, and her mood suddenly sank.

She said: "I don't understand the world, let alone distinguish people's hearts, I only know that in this world, human nature is good, I am good to others, others are naturally good to me, about this, I am convinced." ”

Tang Qing shook his head and wanted to say something, but the crescent moon spoke again: "But the teacher taught me that human nature is evil, and if I leave here, I will be bullied and pitiful." I am very supportive and trusting of any ideas of the teacher, but I dare not agree with them. But I listen to him, so I won't go down. ”

After saying these words, the crescent moon smiled again.

Still beautiful, still gentle,

Tang Qing sighed and said: "This world is very big, people, immortals, ghosts and monsters are uneven, senior sister has a pure mind, she has never been polluted by this world, and it is natural to have those thoughts." ”

The crescent moon smiled: "Senior brother is still younger than me, but why do you seem to be pessimistic about the world? I asked the teacher about you, and he only told me that you are the prince of the Tang Kingdom, and the others are always avoided and ignored, so I don't know the cause and effect." If you don't mind, you can talk to me. ”

At this moment, the moonlight is still bright, and it is bright in the sky.

Tang Qing thought for a long time, and finally said, "I'm sick. ”

He looked at her, his emotions were slightly depressed, and added: "A disease that can't be cured." ”

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