"What's wrong? Xiaotian is your brother, we have all met, didn't he go home?

Xiaotian is not Xiaotian, this is what Wan'er said, who is Xiaotian?

"Of course I miss them. I now know that I have two older brothers here, and they are all safe. ”

Wan'er said: "Xiaotian is not Xiaotian, he is my brother Haozhi." ”

"I also have an older brother who is also in the Central Plains, and it should be in Hangzhou. ”

"He's a big hero. The most amazing of all my older brothers, his name is Choichi. ”

"Maybe soon, you'll see him. ”

Guan Xiaoyi said happily: "Your brother is a big man, but it's really amazing." I'm a little afraid to see it. ”

"I don't really want him to find you. Wan'er said.

"They are bent on recovering their country. Sooner or later, I will have to go back to my hometown, and many people will be killed and injured in the war. ”

"In the past few days, we have all seen the cruelty of war, fighting back and forth, people always suffering. ”

Guan Xiaoyi said:

"I don't like to fight either. Yesterday, Yu Daxia said that fighting a war is not something we like or dislike, but when someone harms our own people, and whether a capable person should uphold justice and eliminate the wicked and do everything to eliminate the evil. Only in this way can there be peace. ”

"Well, I don't know if I should do more. ”

"Do you like to be friends with Wan Shaodong?" Wan'er said nonsensically.

"I like Nangong and Brother Ximen. ”

"Wan Shaodong is too capable. It seemed like there was nothing he didn't know, no trouble he couldn't handle. It's not that I don't like him, I always feel that he is there, and my heart is empty. ”

"If one day, you miss me, maybe you can ask him for help. ”

"What do you say, don't you want to run away and disappear? Don't go anywhere, I want to see you every day. ”

He grabbed Wan'er and carefully held her in his arms.

Nervously said, "I'm not trying to be bold. You don't scare me, well, you know. Now I have only one relative by my side. ”

This nervousness, Wan'er sees it in her heart.

She lowered her eyelids and said:

"Naturally, I don't want to go anywhere. I am willing to accompany you for a lifetime, for life and for life. Did you get it?"

Guan Xiaoyi nodded.

A middle-aged monk came in front.

The demeanor is serene and solemn, and the demeanor is calm and amiable;

The monk raised his hand and saluted and said, "Amitabha." ”

asked: "The donor is a small official." ”

Wan'er said happily: "Good brother." The monk is looking for you. ”

The monk looked at Wan'er in surprise and said, "This female benefactor is really amazing, she actually knows that my uncle has invited her." ”

Wan'er asked him, "Master." What should I call a monk?"

The monk said, "Little monk Mingguo." Uncle Shi's name: Just as well. ”

"How should the little monk address the female benefactor?"

"My name is Wan'er, and this is my father-in-law. ”

"The two have a deep affection, but they haven't gotten married yet. Monk Mingguo chatted and said.

"The master is so powerful, how do you see it?" asked Guan Xiaoyi.

"Miss Wan'er's legendary deeds of wisdom and lawlessness are well known. He is really a rare outstanding person in the world, and everyone praises him. The official son is so blessed. ”

Mingguo changed the subject.

While talking, I arrived at Nanjingci Temple.

Mingguo led the way in front of the dignified and stopped chatting.

A few people from the mountain gate, the front yard to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and then several halls and courtyards;

From the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to the scripture hall, the monk's house, the back mountain Tallinn, and the yellow wall and brown tiles come out again.

I walked for a long time, until I got out of the temple, and it turned out that I walked through the entire temple.

I walked two or three miles further.

Came to a small dilapidated temple, three big characters on the mountain gate:

Leiyin Temple

Wan'er is not much to do,

Guan Xiaoyi finally saw that the name was wrong.

At that moment, he asked directly: "Master Mingguo." You're not taking the right road, are you?"

Mingguo asked, "What do you see?"

"If we had come from outside, we would have arrived here already now. This is a wrongful path. ”

Guan Xiaoyi said with certainty that he was puzzled.

Mingguo smiled and replied, "Just as the master ordered." ”

"There are some things you should see and you must see, and you must always go through them. ”

"At that time, I felt that it was not worth being far away, but when the matter came, I understood that I was not wronged. ”

It turns out that walking can also have mysteries.

Guan Xiaoyi was amazed: "I have served you, old monk grandpa, no wonder you can count me to come to beg you." ”

A nondescript nunnery in front.

Sure enough, I saw the old monk again: Yiru.

The old monk sat upright on the futon, folding his hands and closing his eyes like a Buddha;

Wan'er gently pulled the official Xiaoyi, and the official Xiaoyi followed her example and bowed down with her heart.

The old monk opened his mouth and asked, "The little benefactor came again, but there was something." ”

Guan Xiaoyi said: "I want to ask for another sign." ”

The old monk said, "Sign over there, please do it yourself." ”

Guan Xiaoyi picked up a lottery holder and shook it reverently;

Wan'er looked at each other with bated breath and witnessed a bamboo stick slowly sway to the ground.

Guan Xiaoyi picked it up and took a closer look, and there were a few big words written on it: Eleventh Sign.

Shake it right.

Guan Xiaoyi said: "Impossible. How can it be the same. ”

The old monk said: "Impossible is possible, if it is the will of heaven, how it should be is." Why should the little benefactor be persistent. ”

The official said anxiously: "This one doesn't count, I, I'm going to ask for another one." ”

Wan'er grabbed him and said, "Good brother, you signed the same second time, and it was clear." It's a bit inappropriate to ask for it again, and it's hard to do anything. ”

The old monk said, "It's okay. The little donor has an obsession in his heart, and he must know that what he wants is nothing more than his true nature. ”

Guan Xiaoyi sat down with a stumble, grabbed his head and said, "Master, I'm a stupid person. What does that signatory mean, can you tell me an explanation?"

The old monk said kindly:

"The sign is what you ask for, the road is what you walk, and the people you meet yourself. ”

"You've been through the same thing, every day is different, it's growth, it's life, it's just that, it's just that. ”

"Only you know your own affairs, and who can break them down for you. ”

Guan Xiaoyi gave him a mystery, and almost cried and said:

"That day, the master said that I was the big murderer, and sure enough, there were a lot of things I didn't expect. ”

"What kind of murder is my murderous lot, has it been saved? ”

The old monk smiled: "Silly boy. Good is evil, and evil is good. Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other in the world, what is evil and what is auspicious?"

"You say it's not good, but people say it's good. It's just their own obsessions and positions. ”

"In terms of what you care about and ask: Hangzhou is celebrating a great victory inside and outside the city tonight, and hundreds of people have been saved and returned safely after the catastrophe, is it lucky?"

"What about yourself, are you missing something?"

"If one person loses, everyone gains, do you really not know whether it is good or bad?"

The official was dizzy when he listened.

In fact, what the old monk said was very right:

The road is walked by oneself, and people are encountered by themselves, and what should be done is what it should be.

He always didn't give up, and asked, "Then in the future, can I see the person I want to see again?" ”

The old monk went around with him and replied:

"Who do you want to see, who wants to see you, and who wants you to see. ”

He was still being stupid there, and Wan'er had already bowed down.

The old monk did not open his eyes, and returned the salute with his palms and said:

"The female benefactor is wise and spiritual, and Mingtai has its own determination. Even if there is turmoil, there will be good fortune. Good, good. ”

Wan'er said happily: "Thank you, Holy Monk, old man." ”

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