After rebirth, the domineering empress chased her husband

"It's a good idea, but Sister Xin, your daughter is so young, will she agree?"

The two fell silent again.

I couldn't sleep that night.

a few days later.

Nanjiu and Leng Hanyan sent Mengbao to Shaolin Poetry.

When the car drove out of the county town, the road began to become winding, with mountains and ridges all along the way.

After two hours of bumpy ride, we finally arrived at the foot of a mountain where we couldn't see the sky when we looked up.

A mountain peak, towering into the clouds.

A layer of white cloud cut it in half.

It’s so high that there’s no top.

It is surrounded by towering mountains, with no road in front and no village behind.

The three got out of the car.

Standing by the road.

"Driver, Yunwu Temple, is this really the place? Why is it so desolate?"

The driver put his foot on the accelerator and his hands on the steering wheel.

"Yes, the temple is built on the top of a mountain with a high altitude. Apart from those of us who often drive cars and the villagers at the foot of the mountain, few people know about it. And the temple is not very popular because it is too high. Young people who don't have the physical strength can rarely go up there. And young people rarely believe in ghosts and gods."

Leng Hanyan raised her head and glanced at the mountain behind her, her heart sank.

If we climb to the top of the mountain, it will probably be dark by then!

I saw the car in front of me was about to drive away.

Suddenly the driver stepped on the accelerator and then the brake.

Open the car window.

"By the way, don't be stupid and climb up. Go back along the road. There is a ropeway. There is an elevator there."

The three of them thanked him.

Walk towards the back mountain.

Sure enough, there was a cableway in the back mountain and a small pavilion port under the mountain.

It is surrounded by rough iron chains.

There is a sign standing next to the sentry box.

"Yunwu Temple."

Sitting in the sentry box was an old man in his fifties.

Seeing the three people approaching, he stood up from his chair, opened the door of the sentry booth and walked out.

Make an old nasal sound.

"You three are going to Yunwu Temple. Have you informed the abbot?"

“Notified.”

After listening, he turned around, went to the pavilion and made a phone call.

After coming out.

"You three follow me. I am the guardian of this place for generations. So everyone who comes here will be asked questions."

"It's out of the way."

The three of them walked in along the side of the sentry box.

A stone door slowly opened.

After walking a few steps, there is an elevator that can accommodate several people.

After walking in.

The elevator rises slowly.

On the way, I saw a cave that rose straight up, and the gaps were full of traces of artificial construction.

A few minutes later.

The light in the cave grew brighter and brighter, and as it went up to the top, it grew slower and slower until the elevator stopped and the door slowly opened.

What comes into view is a clear sky and continuous mountains lined up side by side all around.

A blinding light pierced my eye membrane.

The three of them walked out of the elevator door.

I saw that the scenery below the mountains was blocked by clouds and fog between the mountains.

It seems as if all the mountains grew out of the clouds.

Beautiful beyond compare.

Nan Jiu put his arm around her shoulders.

"Look, we're here."

She followed Nanjiu's gaze and saw an ancient temple in front of her. There were two stone lions at the gate of the temple, and next to the stone lions stood an old man and a child.

The old man was over fifty years old, with half white hair on his temples and a face full of wrinkles. His white beard extended all the way to his neck.

He wore a monk's robes draped at his feet and held a scepter in his hand.

The little monk next to him is the same size as the cute baby.

See three people coming.

The host bowed.

Please invite the three people to enter the temple.

"Master, you are polite. We were introduced by Xiaoxue."

"I know. No need to say more,"

The host then turned his attention to the cute baby.

"Since we are destined to be together, I will definitely live up to my parents and my master."

"It's Master."

The couple behind them looked at each other.

Follow silently without words.

After entering.

It is a quadrangle building with a pavilion in the middle.

There are rooms all around, all containing Buddhas.

There is a large incense burner in front of every Buddhist temple.

Following the host to the side, there is a small door.

After opening the door and walking in.

It's a wooden house.

There are about four or five rooms.

There is a piece of land at the door where various vegetables are planted.

Each plot of land is surrounded by stone slabs.

At the edge of the land, there are some crooked old pine trees, none of which are very tall and can be compared to works of art.

Behind the temple is a mountain that seems to be standing among the clouds.

"You two can stay in this room! Yixiu and the child can stay next door."

"Thank you, Master."

After the host left.

Looking around, it seemed like the place was quite wealthy, but on the incense stand at the door, there was only a sparse amount of ashes.

Speaking of desolation, the elevator alone is far beyond the reach of many temples.

Although the temple is very popular, there is only one little monk abbot in it.

The young monk saw his master leave.

Yixiu, who was already serious, held Mengbao's hand.

Said excitedly.

"Hurry up and take your bags. Let's go make the bed next door."

"Uh-huh."

After taking it from Nanjiu.

The two children went to the next room.

Leng Hanyan opened the latched wooden door.

When it creaks open.

A musty smell rushed into my nose.

I couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Cough cough cough."

In the room, there was an old bed with a worn-out quilt on it.

It looks yellow and old, and you can tell at a glance that it is old.

Yes, although he is the host, but apart from his identity as a host, he is just an old man with an underage child. How can he manage such a big house?

Next to the bed, there is a shabby table.

There is sandalwood on the table.

There was a square table in the room, on which stood a pitch-black teapot, the edges of which were covered with a thick layer of ash.

There are a few old yellow cups placed next to the teapot. Judging from the traces of dirt left inside, it is obvious that they are quite old.

I wiped the table with my hand, and I could write big words on the thick dust.

She frowned.

"Husband, the environment here is like a fairyland, but it is also very hard. We should ask our son for his opinion. I am afraid it will be too hard and he won't be able to endure it. What's more, we have to endure hardships because of the conditions. We have no choice. As long as the conditions can be improved, I hope that our cute baby can live a better life."

Nan Jiu stood aside without saying a word, with a thoughtful look on his cold face.

She stared at him, but he didn't agree or disagree.

She couldn't wait.

Go next door.

The door is open.

The furnishings inside are exactly the same as the one next door.

Two children are folding clothes.

The two children turned around and saw Leng Hanyan enter the room.

Yixiu smiled and walked out of the room silently.

Leng Hanyan stepped forward to help while speaking.

"Mengbao, do you like the environment?"

"Mommy, the scenery is beautiful."

"Mom also likes the scenery, but it's pitch dark on the top of the mountain, so life might be hard. As my son, I hope he can do what he likes and live the life he wants. As long as conditions permit, I will not allow my son to suffer a little."

The cute baby has grown up and listens to his mother.

My eyes are a little misty.

"Mommy, my son is grown up now. Besides, Master said that he and I are destined to be together. I think so too. Meeting Master in modern times is also our destined fate."

"it is good."

She patted the child's shoulder, tidied up, and walked out.

She loves her child very much, so she doesn't want him to suffer at all.

But parents are not children's permanent parasols. One day, they will grow up, face the society alone, and encounter more dangers.

Maybe suffering can also be considered a kind of experience.

After going out.

Take the children and clean the room inside and out.

When we were done, it was already dark.