Chapter Ninety-Three: The Shadow (4) Taken In

It was early morning, and Su Changqing woke up from his sleep and heard the first birdsong of the morning.

Crisp and immature, it should be the first time that a young bird flies out of the nest.

Flying......

Thinking of flying, Su Changqing remembered that since he was a child, he longed for a pair of wings to be able to make himself fly high in the sky.

Now that he has light work, he can be regarded as barely fulfilling his childhood dream.

It's just that there is still a difference between this light work and flying to the bottom.

Sighing softly, his gaze turned to the glowing sky.

After being stunned for a while, Su Changqing got up from the bed, washed up, and after eating breakfast, he planned to run to the mountain to sweep the temple.

Because he took leave with Boss Bai, Su Changqing didn't plan to rush over, and planned to take the leaves all the way to the mountain.

He was halfway up the mountain, so it was not too far to reach the top of the mountain, so Su Changqing slowed down and looked at the charming scenery around him.

The scenery on the mountain is as good as ever, as if neither winter nor autumn has any effect on it.

Su Changqing walked and stopped, watching the scenery while climbing the mountain.

It's just that although the top of the mountain is not far from his home, it will take a certain amount of time to get to the top of the mountain, so when he walked to the top of the mountain, he was already out of breath and out of breath.

Only the leaves are still in good spirits.

Wiping a handful of sweat, Su Changqing's face was flushed, and his heartbeat was so fast that he seemed to be about to take a break.

His eyes were a little hazy, and his steps were a little softened as he walked up the last dirt slope.

At this time, a dilapidated mountain temple came into view.

The figure of the leaf is very vigorous, and when he crossed the dirt slope, he turned his head and shouted at Su Changqing.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Su Changqing touched his head and rested against the big tree next to him for a while, then straightened up and wanted to go to the mountain.

As soon as he took a step, he saw two monks walking straight out of the temple.

The appearance of these two monks is very familiar. So much so that at the first sight of them, he recognized them.

Those two monks are Yuanguang and Yijing.

"Master Song?"

The tone of the young monk at the head was slightly surprised.

"Why are you here?"

At first, Su Changqing didn't react to calling him, but he was alone here, so he reacted quickly.

"Uh-huh. Su Changqing smiled a little embarrassedly, "I'm here to sweep the temple." ”

Why does this other party call him Song Shizhu, Su Changqing also knows the reason, the last time he discussed the issue of merit with the other party, he reported a fake name and told the other party.

It's just that now being called like this by the other party, Su Changqing is still a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Lord Song is so pious, he will be blessed by the Buddha. ”

Yuan Guang said a few polite words.

Although this mountain temple has been swept by them inside and out, but this Song Shi is so pious that he specially ran over to sweep the temple, and he can't say anything "This place has been swept by us, don't come".

"Two little masters are here to ......"

Hearing this, Yuan Guang, who had always been serious, touched his head a little embarrassedly, and his expression was slightly twisted.

Although it would be embarrassing to say it, the monks don't talk about it, and Yuanguang strictly follows this requirement as his life guideline.

"This ...... This...... Shyness in the bag...... I had to live here and barely survive......"

Su Changqing was stunned.

Aren't these two monks some mysterious and mysterious sect or something? How could they get to the point where they have no money to stay?

Seeing the disbelief in the other party's eyes, Yuanguang's always serious face was a little flushed.

At this time, Yijing, who was standing behind the young monk, suddenly burst out with several coughs.

This......

Su Changqing glanced at them, especially at the little monk a few more times, his eyes were a little thoughtful.

These two monks look like good people, according to their gods, they can meet them wherever they go, and it won't be long before they will remember him, Su Changqing felt that if they let them be favored by him before this, then ...... I guess these two monks shouldn't kill him......

Thinking of this, Su Changqing was a little hesitant, but in the end he still planned to lend a helping hand to them, so a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Is this how you've been living your days?"

The round hand was tightly pulled, the knuckles were stiff white, and he pursed his lips and nodded.

And Yijing, who was standing behind Yuanguang, kept coughing, and his little face was pale, obviously suffering from the wind cold.

"Or ...... Are you going to live at my house?"

Yuanguang is reflexively shaking his head.

Su Changqing smiled, "Don't shake your head yet, I have a condition." ”

"I don't want room ......"

Hearing the first half of this sentence, the young monk hurriedly refused.

"Thank you for your kindness....... ”

Su Changqing didn't hook the corners of his mouth, and continued indifferently, "My condition is that you just remember to help me cook and clean my room every day." ”

Hearing this condition, Yuan Guang, who hesitated, lowered his head and thought for a while, Yu Guang glanced at the little monk behind him who was coughing constantly, and finally nodded, and said gratefully to Su Changqing.

"Good. ”

Su Changqing's face suddenly bloomed with a smile, smiling like a chrysanthemum, and immediately shushed and asked warmly.

"That's okay, I see this kid has a cold, look I just brought hot water here, give him some to drink." ”

Su Changqing was referring to the little monk, and seeing that he kept coughing, he hurriedly handed over the thermos cup in his hand.

With some curiosity, he opened the cup, which seemed to be made of iron, and Yuan Guang unscrewed the cap, and immediately a burst of hot air wafted out of it.

"Thank you, Song Jushi. ”

The young monk handed the water to Yijing, said to him gratefully, folded his hands and recited Amitabha Buddha to him.

Hearing this title, Su Changqing was embarrassed in his heart, his lips squirmed, and he still planned to wait until he was familiar with them before telling them his real name, presumably at that time...... Maybe the knots in their hearts will be much smaller......

Smiling at the two monks, after Su Changqing walked into the mountain temple, he found that it was almost spotlessly cleaned.

Knowing that these two monks did it, Su Changqing didn't say anything, just swept the floor casually, wiped the statue, and walked towards the mountainside with the leaves and the new occupants of the house at home.

Because there was a patient on the road, Su Changqing and his party were not fast.

When he finally arrived at the door, he looked at his phone and found that it was already more than eleven o'clock in the morning.

His leave was in the morning, so he had to arrive at the teahouse at twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

and this young monk named Yuanguang said some rules outside the family. Su Changqing hurriedly hugged the erhu, rode a tricycle, and walked away at a gallop.