She pounded his chest, her face was as red as a cloud, and she was not paying attention, he grabbed her wrist and sat in his arms. He held her hand, his eyes were apologetic, and before he could speak, she already understood, put her hands around his neck, and smiled lightly: "Even if I am trapped here for the rest of my life, I will never leave you." ”

The heavy snow has been blowing and falling for several days, the sky is not bright, Liuqu will go into the mountain to chop wood, carry water, until the twilight Sihe only returns to the temple, and once into the meditation room, the warmth comes to the face.

Xiangru has gathered the fire, heated the meal, brewed fragrant tea, and the green water reflects a beautiful smile like a flower.

If they take away the monk's robe, they are really like ordinary couples in ordinary people's homes, but it is a pity that this ordinary couple can only stand between these square inches and cannot see the light.

The cold wind swept in through the cracks in the window, swept over the Buddha statue on the incense case, and turned the scriptures page by page, as if in another world.

At night, it is pitch black outside, there is no moon, no stars, and no wind sound, and the quiet makes people suddenly feel that time has stopped, and the years are quiet. The lights in the meditation room are like beans, and the warm cage is a dim yellow halo.

Liuqu sat cross-legged on the futon, squinting slightly and knocking on the wooden fish, but the sound of the knock was not as good as before, and it was slow for a while, just like his heartbeat.

He opened his eyes from time to time, glanced at Xiangru who was sitting under the lamp, hanging her head and mending her clothes, and a little halo fell on her body, and there was a stream of water between her raised hands.

She raised her head suddenly, bent her eyebrows to meet his eyes that were as deep as an ancient well, and said with a light smile: "I only went out once, look at your clothes, and I don't know how you practice." ”

The sleeves of the linen monk's robe are cut out of the long hole, and the damage is torn unevenly, like a dry branch, and the mana of the six songs is profound. I think it was a beautiful woman on her side, which affected the instability of the Buddha's heart, and even the realm of mana was turbulent.

Liuqu took out a hairpin from her sleeve and handed it to her, she was slightly surprised: "Where did you get it?" "The hairpin is placed under the lamp, it is moist and semi-transparent, the brilliance flows, it is made of good white jade on the block, and the hairpin head is carved with several slender white plums.

"Today, I went down the mountain to buy it from the temple, and when I saw this, I bought it back, you like it. ”

With a softness in her eyes, she handed the hairpin over and looked at him with a smile.

He smiled and steadily inserted the hairpin into her bun.

Shaking in front of the mirror, she looked back and smiled: "Big-headed monk, you go and buy things for such girls, aren't you afraid of making people laugh." ”

Liuqu twisted the Buddha beads and shook his head with a smile, he has the ability to change, so he is naturally not afraid, but she doesn't know about it, and her worry is more precious in this affair that is not tolerated by the world.

She leaned on his shoulder, her wet hair brushing his face, giving off a nice smell of flowers.

He put his hand in it: "It's so fragrant." ”

"Well, I've mixed the plum juice in it. She nodded slightly, her cheeks flushing crimson.

People often say that the ups and downs of the days will have passion, but there must be obstacles, in order to have ups and downs, there are ups and downs, just afraid that there are too many obstacles, but she is lazy by nature, she will not be able to withstand the toss, she will disarm and surrender early, how far to escape, so such a dull day is the most suitable for her.

The snow stopped and continued for half a month, and finally I was looking forward to a rare sunny day, the sun was warm, and the snow was slightly warm.

The host invited Liuqu to the meditation room for questioning, and as soon as he entered the meditation room, he saw that the man in brocade clothes was also standing again, and his face was full of smug smiles. He claimed to be the head of the Liu family, and Liuqu seduced his widowed sister-in-law, abducted the population, and asked the host to give an explanation.

Liuqu was already at a loss, and when he heard that the host said that he wanted to search the house, he was even more shocked, and he stopped the door of the house and pushed it in front of the meditation room.

The door opened suddenly, Xiangru rushed out, kneeling in front of the host: "Host, I seduced the master." Before she finished speaking, she fell to the ground, tears dripping on the brick floor, as deep as ink.

Six lamentations, the eyes were dim, and the cold plum fragrance between the sleeves seemed to be dyed with blood, and she staggered to hold Xiangru, refusing to let go for a long time.

In fact, he should have understood that there would be today, and this matter was already intolerable to the world, not to mention that there was a second young master with ill intentions.

The host didn't believe that Liuqu could do this, but now the evidence is conclusive, how can the precepts of Buddhism be child's play, not to mention that Liuqu is a high-ranking monk with a reputation, to put it bluntly, it is the face of the temple, and now his face is swept away, and he, the host, suddenly feels dull and has to be severely punished.

So, Xiangru was taken away by the man in brocade, as for how to punish it, it was a family affair, and she couldn't manage it if she wanted to, she left step by step, there were no tears in her eyes, only a hazy mist, a pool of stagnant water withered and dull.

One day and one day, six songs in the meditation room, do not worship the Buddha, do not participate in Zen, only hold the pen, on Su Juan to draw the depths of his memory, the charming eyes like a flower, the plain woman, or holding an umbrella Yimei, or looking back and smiling, or folding branches and sniffing, or plain hands to cook tea, or plucking the strings, or hanging down to mend clothes.

Day by day, Liuqu can't imagine what humiliation Xiangru has to endure when he is taken away, although he has not lived in the folk for a long time, he also knows the rules of the folk, a woman like Xiangru will be immersed in a pig cage if she does such an immoral thing.

Caressing the person in the painting, thinking of the ending that Xiangru may die, the uncontrollable grief rippled out from the bottom of her heart, and her chance encounter with him at the beginning was destined to be a gamble that ended without a problem.

He threw down his pen abruptly, faced the fine snow in the morning, and resolutely went down the mountain without looking back, leaving only a series of footprints of different shades.

His Buddhist heart, which he had cultivated for decades, had already collapsed when he met Xiangru by chance. For the first time, the hands that were not bloody in the past were not used to save people, but were used to hurt people, stained with the blood of innocent people, and took away Xiangru, who was full of scars and scars.

Liuqu violated his oath and insisted on marrying Xiangru, but the host was difficult to stop, and only put forward one condition, Xiangru could not live in the temple, so as not to defile the pure place of Buddhism. He sent her to her original residence in the back mountain, and sent all kinds of supplements every day, just after she healed her wounds, she could perform the gift of returning the world, and then she could marry again.

The night before he was still in the world, it was a fine day, and the heavy snow had stopped for several days, and a crescent moon hung over the west wall, and through the low hedge, you could see the stratus clouds on the edge of the sky, and the room was full of red and white plum blossoms plucked from the plum forest, and the heavy shadows of the flowers seemed to bloom all over the spring flowers in the middle of winter, which was an excellent omen. There is a pair of dragon and phoenix candles on the table, a red futon is spread on the bed, and the acacia flowers on the top tent are spread like floating clouds.

It was only at this time that I realized that the floating life was like a dream, and the suffering of the floating life was over, and the dream became a reality within reach. Liuqu's hand touched the big red clothes on the table, and his heart was as soft as light snow: "Do you like it?" ”

Xiangru hung his head, his cheeks flushed shyly crimson, he stepped forward slowly, took her hand, his fingertips trembled slightly, as cool as a deep pool in late autumn: "Tomorrow is a good day." ”

She raised her head suddenly, her eyes were as bright as cold stars in late spring, the brilliance and dust seemed to be covered by lead clouds, a meager thought flashed in her heart, and she frowned shallowly: "You, don't regret, abandon your Buddha, be a layman, really don't regret." ”

He pursed his thin lips, his expression was resolute and unshakable, he only smiled slightly, before he could say anything, Xiangru had leaned softly on his shoulder, and all kinds of brilliance flowed in his eyes, leading to a peerless smile, his lips stopped at Liuqu's lips, and then slowly swept his cheeks, and whispered to him: "Don't say it, don't say anything, I'm afraid that what you say is not what I want, so ......" Her fingertips drew a circle at his heart: "Don't say it." ”

The next day, on a sunny day, it suddenly became gloomy, the clouds were low, and in the middle of winter, there was a rolling thunder, and the clouds turned into fine snow, covering the sky and making a sound.

Liuqu swept the meditation room and swept, the Buddha statue wiped and wiped, those I don't know how many times to turn over the scriptures, stacked neatly, since today, it has nothing to do with Buddhism, one step into the red dust, willing to the world, he has no regrets. It's just that this later thing is more and more deviated from his heart's desire.

After the six songs returned the ceremony, they rushed to the back mountain, full of joy, but failed to see Xiangru, only found a note left by her on the table, which read: "It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes." "It's as if there are still some tears on the paper.

He was suddenly shocked, and let him be calm and calm in the past, and at this time he was also in chaos. He was afraid that the bad second young master would have bad thoughts and kidnap her, so he rushed to find her desperately, but there was no trace of her.

Since then, all these have become a thorn in Liuqu's heart, and he has wasted years in the search for Xiangru, as if overnight, he dyed hoarfrost for the green silk she had raised, but finally got an unbelievable shocking news, Xiangru promised the second young master of the Liu family as a concubine.

Everything was settled, and Liuqu made a wedding dress for others in vain.

Liuqu smashed all the objects in the room like crazy, and the green tendons on his hands were abrupt, for a long time, he was very afraid that Xiangru would encounter misfortune, but he also hated the news in front of him, he abandoned the Buddha for decades for her, but finally ended up abandoned, this is the Buddha's punishment for him, a bitter punishment.

He hurried to Liu's house and made a noise outside Xiangru's room, but Xiangru never refused to come out to see him, but the second young master dropped a sentence: "You played with Lao Tzu's woman, and you dare to come to die, if it weren't for the comfort of the little slut, I would have killed you a long time ago, get out." ”

In fact, Liuqu could easily take his life with one palm, but he couldn't bear to let Xiangru be a widow again, so he could only leave lonely, just like when he left the mountain courtyard that night, he was also lonely.

Since that day, Liuqu has been practicing penance in the depths of Jianmen Pass, deliberately avoiding any news related to Xiangru, but he has already been moved, and no amount of penance can not eliminate his thousands of worries about Xiangru, and the Buddhist scriptures he recites every day are full of her portraits, and she recites in front of the Buddha every day, all for her to stay away from suffering and be safe and happy in the future.

From this point of view, he is really a good person, and he is not resentful of her betrayal, you must know that in this world, there are many people who repay grievances with grievances, and even repay virtue with grievances.

In an instant, the blue sky is graceful, the time is swaying, the blue sky is like an eyebrow, the graceful past a year, time is like an eye, and the four years have passed, always saying that time will be forgotten, forgetting the most miserable part of the memory, the same is true for the six songs, and you can gradually forget everything with Xiangru, but before he can survive until the day of forgetting, the news from Lugu Lake that made him tremble fiercely, it was difficult to hold back two lines of tears, and his penance was once again abandoned.

The words of the news were conclusive, Xiangru was snubbed by the second young master, couldn't bear the loneliness, fornicated with the descendants of the Liu family, and was blocked in the room by the second young master on the spot.

As soon as this news came out, Liuqu actually took out the cold sword that had been sealed for a long time, since the sword arrived in his hands, it had never been opened bloodthirsty, and now he wiped the sword body carefully, and the place where the sword light flashed seemed to be full of hideous blood.

If there is really such a thing as the so-called hit calamity, Xiangru is the hit calamity of the six songs, a look can make him go to the soup, and a word can make him smear his liver and brain, this is the calamity.

Three days later, the sky was clear, but it snowed one after another, as if it was the sun and snow recorded in the book, which was a great omen.

Liuqu actually went out in that big red suit, he was determined to marry Xiangru, on the shore of Lugu Lake, he took the wind in his palm and took a person out of the distance, at this time, it is naturally important to save his life, what is the woman, the second young master took the family and fled in all directions, leaving only Liuqu and Xiangru. Liuqu's fingertips trembled slightly, stroking the purple fingerprints on her cheeks, and for the first time, he looked at her without scruples, under the clear and clear sky in front of everyone.

But Xiangru's eyes lost the soft feelings of the past, pointed to the tip of his nose, and trembled loudly: "Liuqu, who asked you to save me, who begged you to save me, why don't you let me die, a person like me is not worthy of life." ”

Before the words were finished, Xiangru closed her eyes tightly, and a large tear stain that could not be suppressed slipped from the corner of her eyes to her cheeks, and a tooth mark was bitten out of her lips.

Xiangru was originally leaning softly on Liuqu's shoulder, and suddenly seemed to think of something, her eyes widened, staring at the cold sword on his back in a daze, hugging him tightly, her eyes flashed resolutely, and she took off the sword with her hand and put it across her neck.

Liuqu stepped forward to grab the sword, but in the end it was a step too late, and the cold light flashed, and the blood sprayed out, raising a blood mist, which overflowed her plain white dress, and instantly became the big red auspicious dress on Liuqu's body, the red dazzling, withered into a wound.

He desperately took her into his arms, gave her a lot of mana, and wanted to use this to extend her life, but he seemed to forget that Xiangru was bent on death, how could there be life, she caressed his face, tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, and fell on the back of his hand, reflecting her love-hate entanglement with him for several years, she smiled lightly on her lips, and said with difficulty: "Okay, it's all over." ”

The sword body hummed, and her soul was swallowed in an instant, and she was lifeless.

This change caught everyone off guard, I thought that Liuqu saved her, she could escape from now on, and she could achieve a pair of fairy beauties, but who expected that in the end she would still fall into a flower and die, and it was too late to investigate the reason, only grief and heartache remained. Liuqu hugged Xiangru tightly, changed into a big red costume for her, and walked to the small courtyard in the back mountain step by step.

Immediately, a fire broke out in the humble courtyard, and the flames crackled at a height of a few feet, and the ice and snow and the plum forest were all peeled off and collapsed in the fire.

In the middle of winter, the wind is always very strong, and the fire is so strong that it almost burns the sky. Liuqu stood in the billowing smoke, looking at Xiangru, who was also dressed in a wedding dress, lying on the bed, licked clean by the vast firelight.

The fire burned from morning to dusk, the wind gradually subsided, and snowflakes fell from the sky, extinguishing the fire that burned only scattered sparks, and a long dark shadow was torn out behind Liuqu, and one staggered to the ground, rolling up in mud.

He picked up the strange white ash, put it into the porcelain vase, a woman like a flower, a life like a flower, and it ended so bleakly.

If they have never met, maybe he is still a monk with a rock-like Buddha's heart, and she is still a girl who lives a lifetime peacefully, and this is a catastrophe.

As soon as Xiangru died, the figure in the white light disappeared in an instant, the white light rolled by, Liuqu had red eyes, held the sword and spun around on the high platform, and said in despair: "Xiangru, Xiangru, since you have come out of trouble, why don't you want to see me, do you still refuse to forgive me, even if you still only scold me, don't avoid me." ”

"I've been dead for fifty years, and I've hated you for fifty years. A woman's voice came from the void, ethereal, as if it was far away, but also as if it was very close, and the six songs I listened to became more and more anxious.

His face turned white, he staggered back step by step, and the sword fell to the ground: "Yes, yes, I don't ask for your forgiveness, I spent half my life cultivating to seal your soul in the depths of the Sword Gate Pass, and everything I did in this life was just to make you reborn." ”

A white figure hung in the air, fluttering, and muttered in a crying voice: "Rebirth, without your liking for me, what do I want to do with that rebirth." ”

"No, no, how can I not like you, Xiangru, we will soon be together and will never be separated again. Liuqu staggered in a panic, looking at Xiangru floating in the air, his eyes were full of tears: "Xiangru, I will find you all the bones and blood, after you are reborn, it will still be exactly the same as in the past, and we, we will be exactly the same as in the past." ”

He held the piece of ink jade around his neck, and laughed more and more intoxicated: "Thanks to this piece of dead jade that Brother Tianwuxian found for me back then, over the past few decades, I have gathered tens of thousands of living ghosts, plus a pair of bones and blood, you can come back to life, Xiangru, we don't have to be separated in the future." ”