"Wisdom. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The monk in the meditation room was named Duhua, who was also the master of Huixin, and he turned his head and called softly, his voice slightly calm.

After screaming a few times in a row, Huixin came back to his senses, felt Shizun's looking eyes, hurriedly concealed his mixed mood, and asked calmly: "Shizun, how is he? Is his life in danger?" ”

"Let's talk about it when we get out. Duhua's meaningful eyes slid over Huixin's body and said lightly.

Following behind Shizun, Huixin glanced back at the house and quietly closed the door.

"Master. ”

As soon as Huixin spoke, he was blocked back by Duhua with his hand, his face engraved with traces of time relaxed, and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry, follow me back to my meditation room, I have a lot to ask you." ”

The layout of the Duhua meditation room remains unchanged, it is still so neat and simple, sitting on a chair, making a pot of Borneo tea grown by Leiyin Temple itself, and pouring it into two white porcelain cups.

A white petal floats on the water, swirling, tea is like white water, revealing a faint pink, like the color of life, there will always be no lack of surging passion in the plain, never get tired.

Roughly speaking, there is no smell at all, as if there is no smell, and it seems to be one with the air, and it is impossible to distinguish the difference between them.

Huixin used to drink Borneo tea often, it was not a novelty for her, she picked up the cup, closed her eyes and tasted it carefully, the tea flowed through her lips and teeth, and the mysterious smell of endless words burst out in her mouth, sweeping the nerve veins.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Huixin gently placed the teacup on the table with a small sip, and opened her eyes, showing a clear image like a moon in the water, but her eyes reflected not the shadow of a physical entity, but the elusive fate of human beings.

"Have you calmed down?" asked Duhua, holding the teacup and looking at her with a smile.

Hui Xin smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Let the master see and laugh." ”

Du Hua waved his hand, indicating that it was fine, thought for a moment, and said: "That young man named Mo Xiaoye has good physical fitness, and you also gave him timely treatment after being injured, and on the whole, there is nothing wrong with it." ”

"Then why did he fall into a deep sleep for a month?" Hui Xin shook the teacup and looked at the ripples in the water, and her heart was as turbulent as this tea.

"Hehe, this is a sense of self-protection in his body, and it is not necessarily a bad thing for him. Du Hua smiled and explained: "Listen to what you said, he swung the Tiger Spirit Knife once, and his whole body was weak, which was already a manifestation of the extreme physical consumption, and then he forcibly stood up and fought against the Blood Demon Lord and was seriously injured, in order to make the body recover quickly, sleeping can minimize the consumption of energy every day." To tell you the truth, if I hadn't listened to you tell me about this matter, I would never have believed such an unbelievable thing, not to mention that he killed the Blood Demon Lord without any cultivation, it is enough to say that he was still able to stand up in his state at that time. ”

Hearing Shizun say this, Huixin finally put his mind at ease, smiled away, and asked, "Master, when will he wake up." ”

"I've been sleeping for a month and I'm about to wake up, this bottle of elixir, you remember to give him a pill every day, and deliver mana to maintain his physical fitness signs, our Leiyin Temple is a rare feng shui treasure, full of spiritual power, and it should also be of great help to his recovery. Venerable Duhua took out a small porcelain vase and put it on the table, pushed it in front of Huixin's eyes, and admonished.

Huixin had an unspeakable secret, and when he heard that Shizun had given him the task of taking care of Mo Xiaoxie, his heart tightened, for fear that Shizun would notice something, so he glanced at Shizun's calm face, and silently took the porcelain bottle on the table into his arms.

She has always respected her master like a god, thinking that there is nothing that the master does not know, and there is nothing that the master cannot do, so she is still a little uneasy in her heart.

The room was surprisingly quiet, and Wataru filled the teacup with tea, and suddenly asked, "What did you see in him with fate?"

Huixin shook her head and didn't speak.

Du Hua sighed slightly, and said categorically: "It seems that the result we see is the same." ”

Fate is not omnipotent.

Mo Xiaoye felt that he had spent a long time in a dark room, there was no need to think about those troublesome things here, and he didn't have to eat, even sleeping was left, every day was basically a fixed time, and there would be a warm current that lasted for a quarter of an hour along the palm of his hand, just like when taking a bath, the hot water overflowed the skin, and the pores were dilated.

If you are tired for too long, it will numb your spirit, and if you are comfortable for too long, you will feel bored.

Mo Xiaoxie feels like this now, although this kind of life is very easy, but his biggest wish now is to move his body, and he can't move in this dark room.

Feeling the soft touch of his palm again, and the warm current flowing in his body, Mo Xiaoye couldn't remember how many times this was the first time, ten, twenty, or thirty?

When the warm current disappeared, Mo Xiaoye slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was the roof beams.

It seems that he should be in the house, Mo Xiaoxie thought to himself, his mind was still in a state of chaos, and when he turned his head, he saw Huixin covering his mouth, looking at him in surprise, with tears flashing in his eyes.

"Sister. Mo Xiaoye shouted softly, but as soon as the words came out, even he himself was startled by his voice, which didn't sound like his usual voice, just like a person who hadn't written for a long time, and then picked up a pen to write after a few months, and looked at his handwriting would feel unfamiliar.

Hui Xin happily sat on the edge of the bed, with a bright smile, and said, "Little evil, you are awake, is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

I wanted to shake my head slightly, only to find that my neck was a little stiff, stretched my lower limbs, and was flexible, and then smiled and said: "No discomfort, I have a feeling that I have rested for a long time, and now my fatigue is gone, and my body is much stronger than before." ”

Hui Xinjiao laughed, tapped Mo Xiaoxie's head, and said angrily: "What do you say, where is it for a long time, you have been in a coma for thirty-one days, so that I thought you would never wake up." ”

After speaking, he wiped the corners of his eyes, and there were really tears welling up in an instant just now, but it was not sad, but crying with joy, taking care of Mo Xiaoxie who was in a coma for thirty-one days, basically counting the days, nothing made her happier than Mo Xiaoxie waking up.

"Aren't I awake now, don't you cry, I'm wrong, can't I? Mo Xiaoye instantly felt that he had committed a great sin, and coaxed his sister helplessly, he didn't think that his strong, gentle, and mature sister would shed tears because of himself, which he couldn't imagine in the past, but now he can only comfort him with good words.

Seeing Mo Xiaoxie's pitiful expression through his fingers, Huixin sneered, took it away with both hands, the pear blossoms brought rain, very delicate, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with you, not only are you right, but you also saved our lives, you may not know, after you fainted, Senior Brother Huang and I found out that the Blood Demon Lord had been killed by you, if it weren't for you, we would all be buried in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons." ”

The first time he woke up, he was very happy to see his sister, he lay his head up, his eyes were deep and hidden, he observed the simple structure of the roof, and suddenly smiled: "How could I not know? If I hadn't confirmed that the Blood Demon Lord had died, I wouldn't have fallen with confidence, sister, I have always kept my promises." ”

This is true now, and it was the same in the past, just like the gentleman's covenant he made with the owner of Hongyu Inn back then, he never broke it.

Staring at Mo Xiaoxie's tranquil face in a daze, Huixin always felt that he had some indescribable changes, which could be felt clearly, but he couldn't describe it, if he insisted on saying it, it would give people a more mature impression, and he suddenly became an adult.

Huixin's face was red, her heartbeat was a little faster, and the more she didn't want to think about it, the more she would come to her mind at an inadvertent moment.

"I'll go first, you take care of your injuries in bed, don't get out of bed and walk around, I'll come to see you when I have time." Huixin got up in a panic, left a sentence like a swallow and staggered out of the room, closed the door, leaned back against it, suppressed the chaotic emotions, took a deep breath, and walked alone along the roundabout corridor.

In a dark room, the plaque outside the door clearly reads three large characters - Jing Si Hall.

The door was closed, and a few candles were burning quietly with tears in the room, and there was no wind in the room, and even the candle flame did not flicker for half a minute.

A golden Buddha is facing the door, placed in the center, on a high platform, holding the Great Wisdom Seal in his hand, with a calm face, closed eyes and knees, as if contemplating some worldly problem.

A few faintly lit candlesticks trying to illuminate such a large room is tantamount to a dream.

The darkness enveloped the upper body of the golden Buddha, as if it had submerged in the black ocean, and the Buddha full of wisdom fell into an endless quest and could not extricate himself.

The high platform and the ground were spotless, perhaps they had just been cleaned, and the candles were half burned, melted into puddles and were wrapped around the fuses, reflecting the candle flames, forming a small patch of golden water.

The yellow futon was placed in front of the Buddha case, and at this time, there was a woman kneeling on it, with a straight figure, a pious demeanor, and the green silk hung straight down, densely covered like a waterfall, which was the wisdom of leaving Mo Xiaoxie's residence.

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes occasionally trembled, and in the candlelight, the bookish temperament emanated from the inside out, making her even more charming and intoxicated.

Wine can be intoxicating, and admiring a beautiful woman with a bookish atmosphere can also make people intoxicated.

She is not the most beautiful woman in the world, but her holy appearance, like the water Meiyi people who came out of the slow song of Yunshui Zen heart, exudes the charm of clear and flying, and the charm of pulling out of the dust, which is fascinating.

His forehead hit the ground, three thousand green silks rubbed the ground, his body trembled low, and there was a faint sound of delicate sobbing.

The voice of Youlan echoed in the lobby, full of pain and helplessness.

"Buddha, the Buddha loves all living beings, but he can't love others. What am I going to do...... What should I do......"

The sound is like a warbler crying blood, which makes people's hearts break, and tears are sprinkled like pearl flowers......