Liuqu was stunned, but he didn't look back.

After a long time, the woman continued softly: "My foot is ......."

Here is probably the beginning of the whirlpool, the so-called plum fragrance in front, the snow scene, the mountain road is difficult to walk, all become the foreshadowing of the whirlpool, but it is just to set off the atmosphere. If the monk is a man, he is afraid that Liuqu will not look back and leave, but there will be no man who is so shy.

Sure enough, Liuqu looked back at her silently, and leaned down silently, carried her, and sent her back to her home in the back mountain, thinking that she would allow Liuqu to sit for a while, even if she didn't say a word, just drinking a cup of tea was considered love, who thought that he would still invite him out without saying a word, could it be that this is the legend that silence is better than sound at this time.

Seeing this time, Luo Kui entered the play and sighed: "It's really crossing the river and demolishing the bridge." ”

Who thinks Su Zi pouted and said: "Have you seen it, this is everyone's lady, you think they are all like you, you don't know what the difference between men and women is." ”

"Phew, have you ever seen a beautiful lady living in the barren mountains and mountains. ”

"It's not necessarily illegal. ”

"Su Zi is Liduo, no matter how much he doesn't care, he can say one, two, three. Kong Qing smiled.

I have to admit that Su Zi's imagination is very strong, not stronger than ordinary people, it is rare and reasonable, but the imagination is too rich, and life will be very hard, just like Su Zi, he is often worried that a flower pot kitchen knife or something will fall on his head in mid-air, or the stones that the carriage has run over will bounce up and hurt his forehead.

Chance encounter is called a chance encounter, but since that day's chance encounter, the six songs like a rock-like Buddha heart seems to be stirred, I don't know whether it is pity and sympathy in trouble, or really secretly like, in short, it is open and secret to inquire about the origin of the woman, only to learn that her name is Xiangru, originally the youngest daughter of the Lin family, but unfortunately her parents died early, and her brother and sister-in-law married her to the eldest son of another big family, Liu family, said to be married, but it is a joy, is worshipping heaven and earth, the groom died, so she was widowed like jade.

I thought that this was the end of my life, but who expected that the second young master of the Liu family had been coveting Xiangru for a long time, and he was eyeing the family and making trouble. The family called her an ominous person, and she was kicked out of the door and sent to the old house in the back mountain, where she never asked about life or death.

Since learning the origin of Xiangru, Liuqu took over all the work in the temple to chop wood, carry water, and even dig wild vegetables in the mountains, and of course, do not forget to put some daily necessities in front of Xiangru's door.

Liuqu did all this, all quietly and silently, put down things and turned around, never dared to look back, for fear that this look would be difficult to pull out, and I missed a lot, missed a pair of phoenix eyes looking through the crack in the door, and the soft feelings under the eyes.

Speaking of which, Liuqu back then was really not a girl who could coax her, and Su Zi chased the little girl, always sending some flowers, grass, gold, and jade, and she won the girl's favor in one fell swoop, where is there any need to work so hard.

The heavy snow fell for many days in a row, and it fell heavily, and it was tight for a while, and it was continuous and continuous, and it was small, fine, dense, and silent. The mountain has long been covered with thick snow, and the depth of the snow can be more than half a person's height, and the shallow foot will not reach your knees.

The monks in the temple have not entered the mountain for many days, and few people have come up under the mountain, only six songs, seeing that the snow stopped, he carried a broom, and swept from the mountain road in front of the temple to the front of Xiangru, he deserved to be a person who had kung fu, and he was not too tired to panic.

But today's Xiangru family is different from the past, in the past, although the door is closed, but there will always be a bottle of freshly picked plum blossoms under the window, and today, the plum blossoms under the window have long been dry, scattered petals and snow in one place, crushed into the soil, the door is hidden, the pale white sun is thrown in from the narrow door crack, and it is quiet and silent.

Liuqu called Xiangru a few times, but no one answered, so the road is difficult to walk on a snowy day, Xiangru will not go out easily, he suddenly felt bad, and then didn't care about avoiding anything, "bang" pushed the door in, only to see Xiangru lying on the side of the bed with a white face, blood stains across the white skirt, dotted like thousands of withered red plums connected together, the red is particularly dazzling.

He didn't even want to pick her up, what men and women don't kiss, what Buddhist rules and precepts, all of them were thrown out of the clouds at this moment.

His eyes are dim, and there is nowhere to hide the grief, if this Xiangru is gone, he will also be gone, the so-called promise of life and death, probably that's it.

Liuqu is a person with profound mana, and he doesn't need to ask others for help in such things as curing diseases and saving people. He sighed softly and took a pulse.

Xiangru's injuries are not serious, maybe they are just some skin injuries, and the reason why she is unconscious is probably due to heart disease. Sure enough, the melancholy in his eyebrows faded, and he took out a brown pill and put it in a bowl, dissolving it with water.

It was a very simple matter to dissolve the pill, but how to pour it into Xiangru's mouth became a difficult task, no matter how he pried and picked, as soon as the potion touched her closed lips, it fell down the corners of her lips, and the brown water snaked on her face, speckled like traces of his heartbreak.

He looked at her pale face, and his eyebrows that had just stretched out furrowed were frowned again, as if they had been tied in a thousand knots.

It was extremely cold in this room, so cold that it almost dripped, and he held her hand against his face, and his white hands were cold to the bones.

He sighed to himself, took some potion in his mouth, and leaned down

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Go and touch Xiangru's lips and slowly cross the medicine into her mouth.

After repeating this several times, Xiangru finally let out a soft "ah", woke up faintly, and was facing Liuqu's four eyes, and her lips were leaning on each other.

Xiangrudeng's eye sockets were red, and she didn't have time to think about it, she raised her hand and slapped it on Liuqu's face, she was a girl who was already weak and weak, and he had already practiced a body that was difficult to penetrate, and the slap slid over his face, and there was no trace left.

Liuqu was not good at words, and now he didn't know how not to distinguish, so he retreated silently to the window, Xiangru was stunned, slowly raised his hand to cover his eyes, his shoulders shrugged, and a large water stain seeped out from between his fingers, but there was no sobbing.

None of them spoke, the other was silent, and they saw that there was a misunderstanding, how could this not be anxious, you know, how much love is as deep as the sea can not withstand the repeated polishing of misunderstanding and estrangement, not to mention that the edge in front of them is shallow and affectionate.

"Liuqu too, why don't you explain it. Falling Kui was in a hurry.

"He's just light-hearted, how can he have the face to explain. Su Zi said.

"If you look at his appearance, he looks like a decent gentleman, where does he look like you. Luo Kui was not happy, and spoke out to distinguish the six songs.

"There is no writing on the face of a good man, you can see what you can see just by looking at his appearance, you just look at how good he looks. Su Zi stroked his face, quite indignant.

"Good people don't have words written on their faces, but some people just say that I'm a bad person, so what can I do? Luo Kui looked back and forth on Su Zi's face, and couldn't help laughing.

Looking up at the white light again, where the sky had already darkened, and the night breeze was rising outside, constantly beating the window lattice, whimpering, as if echoing the tears on Xiangru's face.

Liuqu began to be uneasy, and uneasily flicked the Buddha beads in his palm, and more than a hundred red sandalwood beads had already been polished round and shiny, shining the corners of his slightly trembling mouth. He knew the differences between each of these beads by heart, but this time, he couldn't even count them, and all that remained in his mind was chaos.

The wind became louder and louder, whirring in along the broken window paper, lifting Xiangru's plain white dress, like a cluster of white plums falling from the branches in the cold wind and withering in the soil.

Liuqu couldn't bear this kind of dead silence anymore, and muttered: "Xiangru, you, you ......"

Xu tasted the strong bitter medicinal taste in her mouth, in fact, Xiangru knew that Liuqu was a person, and the slap was just to vent the uneasiness in her heart, Liuqu just happened to bump into it, she calmed down a lot, put down her hand, her eyes contained some tears that wanted to fall, and her expression was as cold as Bingling in the cold winter: "I, it's okay." ”

Liuqu's heavy eyes moved to the bloodstains on her skirt, and before she could ask, Xiangru continued: "It's really fine, I just came to Tiankui." ”

His face was as red as a cloud, although he still had doubts, he didn't ask any more, left a bottle of pills, a little food, a bundle of dry firewood, and when he walked to the door, his figure was stagnant, and he put a fire fold on the window, looked back and frowned slightly: "It's late, I'll go back first, if there is anything, light the fire fold, and I'll come soon." ”

Pushing open the door, a cold wind swept in with a large snowflake, it was already twilight, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the snowflakes like cotton wool swept over the stratus clouds, swept over the white messe, and smashed on Liuqu's body. He stood gloomily, looking back at the dilapidated courtyard.

The low fence had long been covered with snow, and the courtyard and the courtyard seemed to be quiet and empty, as if he had been alone all along, going back and forth here as if he were enchanted.

The endless snow covered the footprints of Liuqu when he left, and when it was dark, the snow gradually stopped, and a slanting moon hung on the ink sky, and the light was like water, and the snow, the shadows of the trees, and the flowers and branches were all cold and white.

Speeding past a carriage in the distance, raising countless snowflakes, all smashed on the side of Liuqu, the carriage went to the depths in an instant, disappeared, and this rut mark actually led to Xiangru's residence, before thinking about it, he toe lightly, chased over.

The lights in the room were like beans, casting two shadows on the window lattice, one seemed to be a man in brocade, the other was Xiangru, the two stood under the window, I don't know what they were talking about, there was a dispute, the man in brocade moved his hand, and between pulling, Xiangru's hair bun was scattered, and the ankle-length green silk was scattered and drooping at once.

The man in brocade pushed her down on the bed step by step, leaned over, and tore her dress, tearing only the plain white belly pocket.

When Liuqu arrived, Xiangru's cry had changed its tone, and it was heart-wrenching in despair and grief, mixed with the man's lewd laughter: "Xiangru, your first time is already mine, why not this second and tenth times, what kind of chaste martyr are you pretending to be." ”

Liuqu Deng understood at the time, where is the blood stain on the dress, it is clear, it is clear, it is clear, there are so many wicked people in this world, since they have collided, they can't be ignored, he clenched his fists in anger, kicked open the little guy guarding the door, swept his sleeves, and the wooden door was shattered in an instant, and they were raised and woven into mist at night. He barged in with a gloomy face, disturbing the brocade-clothed man who was pressing on Xiangru.

The man in brocade raised his head buried in Xiangru's neck, looked back at Liuqu and said, "Yo, the hero is here to save the beauty, this hero is still a monk." ”

He looked back and slapped Xiangru hard, and said fiercely: "Little slut, I said why don't you want to obey me, it turns out that you have a good match, but you have a crush on a monk, mouth."

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The taste is really different. ”

The silhouette of the six songs is embroidered on the white wall of the snow cave, dignified like a god and Buddha in the world, the corners of the mouth with a shallow smile all the time, this time it is very gloomy, he looked at Xiangru was pinched out of the red mark of the neck by the man, sang the Buddha horn, and the sleeves of the sleeve made the table collapse violently, and spit out a rolling word.

The man in brocade panicked and fled with a roll, and did not forget to look back and add viciously: "You wait, I will not spare you adulterers and adulteresses." ”

Xiangru wiped her tear-stained face, her face was pale, there was no luster in her eyes, and she was as cold as a touch of frozen deep pools in the nine cold days, mourning was greater than her heart dying, and she wanted to hide the most unspeakable thing, but she couldn't hide Liuqu, she was afraid that she was going to die of sadness.

Xiangru's fingertips trembled a few times, wrapped her clothes around her body indiscriminately, covered her skin full of blue and purple pinched marks, her head hung deeply, staring at the bare feet next to a pair of beds, silent.

Liuqu walked a few steps slowly, standing close to the side of the bed, and the cold fragrance between the hemp monk's robes was like a white plum and gradually blooming.

His eyes that were as heavy as a deep pool showed soft affection, and he was used to holding the hand of the Buddha beads and wanted to hold Xiangru's hand, but he didn't hold it after all: "Xiangru, this place is unbearable, I'll find you another place to live." ”

Xiangru's toes trembled slightly, retracted to the bottom of her skirt, the mist in her eyes overflowed, she covered her eyes, and tears oozed from her fingers: "I, I'm not worthy of you." ”

Liuqu looked as usual, mustered up enough courage, reached out to pull down her hand that was covering her eyes, held it firmly, and said with a light smile on her lips: "What is worthy or not is just the opinion of the common people, I don't pay attention to it, and you don't have to pay attention to it." ”

From this moment on, Liuqu and Xiangru have pierced the last layer of window paper, and they have never left each other, and life and death depend on each other.

Luo Kui sighed secretly, this life and death depend on the truth is too strange, one is a newly widowed young girl, the other is a profound Buddhist person, if it weren't for the chance encounter in the plum forest, it would be two people who can't be beaten by eight poles.

If Xiangru was an ugly woman that day, then Liuqu would not have fallen in love with her at first sight, just in response to that sentence, love at first sight is not love, it is appearance, there will be affection only if there is beauty. Liuqu has practiced for decades, but he is still not exempt from vulgarity, and he fell under the beauty pass, which cannot be said that his Buddha heart is not firm enough, but it can only be said that the beauty pass is really sad.

The night is deep, the moon is heavy like water, the sky is dotted with a few broken stars, bright as silver nails, the brilliance is like washing, but a round of bright moon seems to be covered with dust, floating out of some light and bleak halo. A dim yellow wind lamp gradually slowed down in the mountains, and the candlelight like broken gold swayed in the cold wind, and the figures of the two people reflected on the snow became longer and longer. The sound of the wind was cold, as if it had a bloody blade on its face, it hurt to the bone, and the corners of the clothes were blown upside down by the wind, as if it was a soft and messy heart.

That night, Liuqu silently brought Xiangru into the temple, hid it from everyone in the temple, and hid it in the meditation room where he lived alone.

On the second day, Liuqu announced that from now on, he would close the door to comprehend the Dharma, and that the food and drink should be sent to the door of the meditation room.

Fortunately, his meditation room is located in the most remote and quiet place in the temple, and few people visit on weekdays, and after claiming to be in retreat, no one dares to approach here, and he has set up a ban around him, so that others can not get close to this place within a zhang, and can cut off all the sounds in the room, if someone breaks in, he will not be aware of the existence of Xiangru for a while.

There is only one thing that makes the monks feel strange, since the retreat of Uncle Liuqu, the amount of food has risen sharply, and they discuss in private that the enlightenment of Buddhism is also a very mental and physical work, and people who are not shallow in practice cannot do it.

The floor of this meditation room is covered with ordinary green bricks, and three green gauze screens are separated by a narrow room, which can be placed on the next bed, and the outer room is the place where Liuqu usually participates in meditation, and two yellow futons are placed on the ground.

Although the two had the intention of life and death, they did not have a wedding ceremony, in order to avoid suspicion, Xiangru stayed in the inner room, and Liuqu stayed in the outer room.

Everything seems to have not changed, but there are still differences, the only change is that every day Oriental Weixi, Liuqu personally picked a bunch of white plums under the window, the cold plum fragrance covered up the woman's fat powder, making people not realize that there was one more person in the room.

Unexpectedly, a chance encounter in Merlin contributed to the wrong step on the red dust road of Liuqu, two people who could have been unrelated were crowded under the same roof, fate dictated, obsession connived at the demons, just like the west light back, although it was only a short moment, but it was still poignant and desperate.

After all, Xiangru is an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, she is the age when she loves to talk, laugh and be lively, and she is as gorgeous as flowers. ”

She turned her back, pouted, covered her ears, and made a look of disgust: "No, you can only chant and listen all day, and your ears will grow calluses." ”

He put down the scriptures in his hand, propped up the corners of his forehead, tightened the smile between his eyebrows and eyes, and said: "I can only chant scriptures, how good is this, if you don't find another place to marry, you don't need to listen to me chanting." ”

As soon as she heard this, she suddenly looked back at him, a pair of watery eyes dripping, and said with a slight annoyance: "Big-headed monk, if you don't want me, I will shave my head and be a sister-in-law." ”

He couldn't pretend anymore, and laughed out loud: "That's not good, you have to chant every day as a sister-in-law, and you will be annoyed to death." ”

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