Red Dust Tune: Cherry Falling King's Heart

The Ripper's follow-up incidents were as expected by Zhong Wanjun. The wishful thinking of the British Ministry of Magic fell through. Wang Dadong and Ding Xiaoyu returned with a big victory with the criminals, and Mycroft continued to sit firmly in his position.However, in Muggle society, after a rapist is caught, a press conference will be held to explain the situation to the public as usual. Zhong Wanjun will not attend if he continues to be beaten to death, and will give all the credit to Lestrade; "The principle of life, clearly stated at the press conference that the credit belongs to detective Sherlock's younger brother, CID inspector Sam Holmes, and kindly explained to the reporters that Sam Holmes was unable to attend the press conference because of his busy public affairs, which made everyone The media became even more curious about the mysterious Sam Holmes, and went to the gate of the police station every day to block people.Zhong Wanjun was so angry that he jumped and was confused, which entertained Mycroft very well.In the end, Zhong Wanjun gritted his teeth and ran to Lily to sue Mycroft. Mycroft was scolded by his mother, and then pressured the reporters to disperse.However, Mycroft expressed deep contempt for Zhong Wanjun's behavior of "finding his mother". Both Lily and his younger brother had resentment, so the three brothers had a quarrel, and in the end it was Lily who gave a violent shudder alone, which stopped the "childish behavior" of the three (Zhang Qiuyuan's words).Qingying held a plate of melon seeds and watched the play cheerfully. In the end, the extreme joy turned into sorrow. Zhong Wanjun, who felt that he had lost face, was pressed on the bed to recover after returning home. He could hardly get out of bed the next day.

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Hua Linglong, dressed in formal attire, walked into the majestic Derek Building with a folder and entourage.The assistant to the chairman's secretary of Derick Group invited the group to the chairman's office. It didn't take long for the old Derick, who was over 60, to come in with his secretary.

"Mr. Derick, hello." As a junior and a visitor, Hua Linglong stood up to welcome the partner he wanted to win this time.

"Matthew Hua, hello, I'm sorry I'm late." said the old British gentleman.

"It's nothing, I came early." Hua Linglong smiled formulaically.

After exchanging pleasantries, the two sat down and started to get down to business.

"...As written in the information I provided, our Huashi is already a time-honored company in Taiwan, and its operations cover all walks of life. I believe that the lack of capital turnover this time is just a temporary difficulty. If Mr. .Derick can inject capital into Huashi, and I believe that the funds will be returned soon, not only Huashi can continue to operate, but Derick Group can also make a lot of money." Hua Linglong tried his best to show his confidence.

Seeing old Derick flipping through his proposal book, frowning without saying a word, Hua Linglong was a little confused, but continued to say: "In this information age, the IT industry is undoubtedly the most promising. About Solo Browse I am very confident about the project proposal of the device. I have written the details in the proposal, and I hope you will give it serious consideration."

Old Derick finished reading the proposal, and said to Hua Linglong: "Young man, I have to admit that your idea is very creative, and the proposal is also very attractive. But as far as I know, the Hua Group suffered this time. It is an unprecedented economic crisis. It may be very difficult to bring Hua back to life based on this plan alone. Furthermore, the IT industry has a bright future, but the competition is also very fierce. Except for old browsers such as IE, Many other browsers are just a flash in the pan after they go on the market. In my opinion, your Solo browser plan is more like a bottomless pit. If I invest in this plan, I am afraid that more than half of the opportunities will be lost.”

Hua Linglong's heart sank, of course he knew about the situation, otherwise he would not have been begging for nothing, now Derek Group is the last hope for him and the Hua family, no matter what, he will try his best to convince the boss Derick.

Hua Linglong said unhurriedly: "As a businessman, I think Mr. Derick should be very clear that the risk of investment is often directly proportional to the benefits obtained. In my opinion, since there is an opportunity, why not try it?" How about a try?"

Old Derick laughed and said, "Young man, the Hua Group has reached the last moment, so you have to give it a go, not to mention that you are young and passionate, and have the urge to fight; but I am different, I am already old, and I just want to Make money safely and steadily, and there are so many employees under me eating with me, if I lose, I will suffer, but they will suffer."

Hua Linglong felt that his heart had sunk to the side of his stomach, sure enough, it still didn't work.

Old Derick noticed Hua Linglong's gloomy face, sighed in his heart, then changed the topic, and said, "But young man, I appreciate your courage and confidence. I think that's how I came here back then, so your mood is different. It's very understandable. Just for this, I also want to be passionate again in my old age, to help you."

Hua Linglong was astonished, and almost thought he heard it wrong.

Old Derick said with a smile: "So, should we discuss cooperation matters now?"

Hua Linglong came back to his senses and nodded again and again: "Of course, of course." Unexpectedly, in the end, it turned out that there was another village in the dark, and Hua Linglong was jumping in his heart. Coupled with Zhi Ge and King's capital injection, this time the Hua family is saved!

Soon, the cooperation matters were discussed, and the two parties finalized the signing time, and the old Derick's secretary sent Hua Linglong and others out.Seeing that the door was closed, old Derick leaned comfortably on the soft back of the chair, and shouted towards the suite in the office: "What do you think of my play?"

The door of the apartment opened, and Zhong Wanjun came out.

He sat down on the chair in front of the desk, and said seriously to old Derick: "This time, I really appreciate Uncle's help."

The old Derick waved his hand and said, "What help? You paid me to be a favor, and you paid for it, and I paid for it. I'm not helping, I'm obviously taking advantage of you."

Zhong Wanjun smiled slightly: "I don't think so."

The old Derick said: "I really don't understand what you young people are thinking. If you want to help that kid's family get through the crisis just now, why don't you just cooperate with him through the company of Holmes' family instead of an old man like me. Go around."

Zhong Wanjun said, "I have a last resort reason."

Old Dercik suddenly had a strange expression on his face: "You don't like him but you can't open your mouth, so you secretly help your lover, don't you?"

Zhong Wanjun's face turned purple in an instant: "My sexual orientation is normal - I mean, I'm getting married soon, I have a girlfriend, our relationship is very good, we..."

"Okay, okay," old Derick interrupted Zhong Wanjun, "I'm just kidding, who in the circle doesn't know that the young master of the Holmes family is about to do something good? Just don't forget to send me an invitation card when the time comes."

Zhong Wanjun was a little shy: "The wedding date hasn't been set yet."

The old Derick taught Zhong Wanjun with the appearance of someone who had experienced it: "With your family's status, it is not too much to prepare for this wedding for a year and a half. What a woman looks forward to most in her life is her own wedding, like my family..." As soon as he mentioned his naughty wife, old Derick couldn't stop the car, and recalled it cracklingly.Zhong Wanjun listened quietly with a smile on his face, without interrupting.

Recalling the birth of their first child, old Derick was interrupted by the secretary's knock on the door.The secretary said that the person had already been sent away, and then the old Derick suddenly returned to reality, and the conversation with Zhong Wanjun also returned to the topic.

Zhong Wanjun said: "Then, this time I am the investor behind the scenes, please keep it secret, and I will transfer the funds to a special account."

Old Derick said: "Don't worry, I'm old, but my mouth is still tight."

"Then, I'll take my leave first. Please say hello to Aunty for me." Zhong Wanjun stood up and bid farewell.

§

When he got home, Zhong Wanjun threw away his coat and lay down on the bed to recover his body.Qing Ying, who was sitting next to the imperial concubine's couch embroidering, saw her and got up to chase him away: "Go, go, just lie on the bed like this, it's so dirty, do you want to sleep at night?"

Zhong Wanjun was wronged: "I have already taken off my coat."

Qingying looked disgusted: "That's dirty too. Either go take a bath now, or lie down somewhere else." Saying that, she went to grab Wanjun.

Zhong Wanjun groaned, and reluctantly lay down on the wooden rocking chair beside him.

Qing Ying picked up the needle and thread, and continued to embroider delicate flowers on the white silk cloth.She casually asked: "Is everything about Hua Linglong settled?"

Zhong Wanjun let out a "huh".After the Ripper case was over, he used the Flame Gate to find out why Lei Ting and the others came to London, and soon found out that they were accompanying Hua Linglong to discuss cooperation.The Hua family invested improperly, the economy was in crisis, and the capital turnover was not working. Hua Linglong was looking for companies that could inject capital.Zhi Ge and Lei Ting were naturally the first to jump out to help, but Zhi Ge hasn't formally taken over the Zhi Family Consortium, so he can only invest in his own name, and Lei Ting has Rex on top, so they can help Really limited.After Zhong Wanjun found out, he began to secretly use his contacts to help Hua Linglong.

Qing Ying said: "By the way, my sister will arrive in London tomorrow, and arrive at the airport at [-]:[-] in the afternoon. Are you free to pick up the airport with me?"

Zhong Wanjun tilted his head and thought for a while: "Yes." He turned his attention to the embroidery on Qing Ying's hand: "What are you embroidering?"

"Sakura." Qingying replied without raising her head.

Zhong Wanjun became interested: "Hey, please embroider me a sachet later, put some refreshing herbs in it, so that I can carry it with me, so I don't have to drink coffee all the time."

Qing Ying nodded absent-mindedly: "Okay."

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Qing Zhi's arrival speeds up Jun Ying's wedding agenda.She and Zhang Qiu arranged almost everything, Zhong Wanjun still had to work at the police station, but Qingying, the bride-to-be, was on vacation from college, and apart from trying on wedding dresses, she had nothing to do. Panic.

The warm winter sun shines on people, making them sleepy lazily.Qing Ying was sitting by the window in the coffee shop, squinting her eyes to enjoy the sunshine, the white porcelain cup in front of her was filled with steaming coffee.The coffee exudes a little mellow aroma, which makes people feel good when they smell it.Qing Ying felt that such a day was really comfortable.

"You seem to be quite free." A cold voice pierced Qingying's ear, interrupting Qingying's enjoyment.Qing Ying turned her head in displeasure, looked at the person who came, but was stunned——

Jane Jackson, the woman she met at the charity gala, dressed in red, was standing at her table, looking at her defiantly.

provocative?Qingying smiled slightly.Very good, anyway, she is so idle now, if someone comes to her door to let her play, why not do it?

Qingying intentionally stretched out her right hand wearing the diamond ring, pointing to the seat opposite her: "If you are looking for me, please sit down."

The diamond shone brightly in the sun, deeply hurting Jane's eyes.She pulled out the chair and sat down, straightened her back, and looked at Qing Ying with a condescending look.The bright red lips opened and closed, and said a few words: "How much do you want?"

"What?" Qing Ying was stunned.Contrary to Jane's sitting upright, Qingying leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, looking idle.

Jane suppressed the anger in her heart, and repeated: "How much do you want to leave Sam?"

Qing Ying sneered, is this a scene from a romance novel?

"What are you laughing at?" Jane looked a little annoyed.She tried hard at home and begged her father to go to Holmes' house to mention her marriage with Sam before Sam officially disclosed his relationship with that woman, but her father refused.She couldn't figure it out. In terms of family affairs and appearance, what point did she lose to the woman in front of her?But her father refused, and put her under house arrest, and then sent her to study in the United States.She managed to sneak back from the United States, but as soon as she returned to London, she learned that Sam was going to marry this woman, and she was so angry that she smashed a lot of furniture!She checked this woman, and she has no background at all, and the school she went to was paid by Sam. Sam is good-looking and rich. This woman clearly wants to catch a rich husband.Well, she'll give this woman enough money to get her far away and never show up in front of Sam!

Qingying took a sip of coffee, put it down leisurely and said, "I'm kidding you stupid. How much can you give me? The entire Holmes family property?"

Jane turned pale with anger: "You really are... you really are..."

"Sure enough, I took a fancy to Sam's wealth, right?" Qing Ying continued the conversation with a smile, and then she pretended to be distressed: "Actually, I wasn't that greedy at first, but it was Sam who followed me first. I proposed marriage. I thought he was joking, so I refused. I didn't expect Sam to be so infatuated with me, and asked him several times, so that I had to agree to him." She smiled brightly, "Thinking about it, it seems like Yes, I have all the people and money, and this is the best home for a woman, Miss Jackson, don't you think?"

Jane's chest heaved and fell with Qingying's anger, and it took a long time for "you" to say: "You are shameless!"

After all, it is Miss Everyone, the vocabulary of swearing is really monotonous.Qing Ying yawned and said, "You can tell Sam to see if he will marry me."

Jane said viciously: "I will definitely expose the true face of you as a woman to Sam!"

Qingying laughed so hard that her branches trembled: "Please go ahead." She sat up straight and drank the last sip of coffee in the coffee cup. When the cup was put down, the smile on Qingying's face had disappeared.After playing enough, she said seriously: "Miss Jackson, the relationship between me and Sam is beyond your comprehension. If you really love Sam, please let go, don't bother me, and don't bother me. Sam."

Jane sneered: "Are you afraid? Are you afraid that I will expose you? Are you afraid that Sam will not want you? You are begging me."

Qingying stood up and looked down at Jane: "I'm not begging you, but giving you a piece of advice." It really angered Wanjun, even if the Jackson family is family friends of the Holmes family, so what?Wan Jun will still clean up.

Qingying turned and left. Jane slapped the table, losing her ladylike demeanor: "I will definitely tell Sam." The voice was loud, and she didn't care about the strange gazes cast by other customers in the coffee shop.

"I'll wait." Qingying sneered.She walked a few steps, and suddenly turned back to Jane with a smile like a flower: "Miss Jackson, I think there is something I forgot to tell you." She raised her right hand towards Jane, and Jane's heart suddenly surged Bad feeling.

"My wedding with Sam hasn't happened yet, but we registered yesterday..."

"...So legally and practically speaking, you should call me Mrs. Holmes."

Seeing Jane's froze expression, Qingying felt good, flicked her ponytail, and walked out of the coffee shop with a smile.

§

Being called by Qing Zhi and Zhang Qiu to go to a bridal shop to try on wedding dresses, Qing Ying told them about Jane.Qing Zhi felt quite happy, for such a woman, there was no need to save her face; on the other hand, Zhang Qiu fell silent after hearing Qing Ying's words.

"Sister?" Qingying looked at Zhang Qiu, a little uneasy.After she registered with Zhong Wanjun, she had already followed Zhong Wanjun's name and called Zhang Qiu "sister".

Zhang Qiu came back to his senses and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qingying Qiqi said: "Sister, I... Did I do something wrong?" After all, the Jackson family is still the family friend of the Holmes family. own friends.If I shame that Jane Jackson this time, will I get Wan Jun into trouble?No wonder my sister is unhappy.

What kind of person Zhang Qiu is, he can see through Qingying's mind in an instant.She waved her hand and said, "Don't think about it, you did the right thing this time. I'm just a little surprised, because you usually give me the feeling that you are the kind of... weaker girl. I didn't expect you to dare Challenge Jane."

Qingying looked blank: "Weakness? Do I have it?"

Zhang Qiu looked at Qing Ying and nodded.

Qingying turned to Qingzhi again: "Sister?"

Qing Zhi said something: "Perhaps you are weaker in front of someone." She was referring to Zhong Wanjun, but Qing Ying thought she was talking about Zhang Qiu, so she was even more at a loss: why would she be weaker in front of Zhang Qiu? Weak?After thinking for a while, Qingying Xiaobai gave the answer by herself: Oh, sister Qiu must be too strong, and she is too weak, so she looks weaker.A certain person clenched his fist and made up his mind that he must cultivate his combat power index well in the future.

Qingying Xiaobai is only 19 years old, and the two older sisters in front of her are both bone spirits among human spirits, how can she not see what she thinks?Regarding Qingying's thoughts, the two could only twitch their mouths to show their helplessness.

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After the wedding photos were washed out, the wedding day gradually approached.After finishing all the guest lists and writing the invitations with great difficulty, the invitations were about to be issued to officially announce the wedding, when a piece of news came like a bolt from the blue—Master Zhikong had passed away.

After getting off the plane, Zhong Wanjun and Xu Haonan got into the car of Sidia who came to pick him up, while Qing Ying and Qing Zhi sat in Xiang Feng's car.Originally, Qing Ying and Zhong Wanjun were supposed to be in the same car, but Qing Ying knew that after the death of Master Zhikong, what Zhong Wanjun needed most now was not his wife, but his brother who was also in the magic world. Therefore, she secretly discussed with Xu Haonan about changing the car. Xu Haonan, who was helping with the wedding in England and came to Wutai Mountain with them this time, thought about it and agreed.

Two silver-gray cars were speeding on the road one after the other, the atmosphere in the car was very silent and depressing.

After getting out of the car, Zhong Wanjun didn't say a word, but with red eyes, he buried his head and rushed into the main hall, followed by Xu Haonan, Qingying and others.The solemn but bustling temple on weekdays is now shrouded in a heart-wrenching grief.The wisps of blue smoke above the temple seemed to be infected by this grief, and they were heavy, drifting into the sky and then dissipated.

In the center of the main hall is the body of Master Zhikong, and Zhong Wanjun’s elder brother Liao Chan is kneeling beside him, surrounded by a circle of monks chanting sutras. Master Yuhui, Master Jixian from Mount Emei and others stood in every corner of the hall, sighing or weeping.

Master Zhikong was lying on the platform in the center, with a serene face, and even a slight smile; the brand-new cassock was worn on his old and thin body, and the Buddhist beads were worn neatly, Qing Ying felt sour when he saw it. A person, how to say to go.

Zhong Wanjun walked forward blankly. Up to this moment, he still couldn't believe that the master who loved him all the time had gone. He even wanted to pounce on Master Zhikong's gray beard and ask him to get up, so that he would stop talking to him. There is trouble.

Liao Chan looked up at his young junior brother and sighed, "Amitabha."

Zhong Wanjun's tears finally welled up in his eyes, and after calling out "Master" sadly, he knelt down with a "bang", this kneeling seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Xu Haonan turned his head away, unable to bear to watch the scene in front of him again.

§

Master Zhikong's body had to be parked in the hall for seven days before the funeral.Since Zhong Wanjun entered the hall, he has been kneeling in front of Master Zhikong's body, and refused to leave no matter who tried to persuade him, and he knelt until late at night without getting up.

After walking into the hall, the first thing I saw was the thin figure kneeling straight.Liao Zen sighed, walked beside Zhong Wanjun with the food basket in his hand, put down the food basket, patted him on the shoulder, and then sat down on the futon beside Zhong Wanjun.

"Junior brother, you should eat something at least. If you don't eat or drink in front of Master like this, Master won't be happy." Liao Chan persuaded.

"Senior brother, I'm not hungry..." Before he finished speaking, Zhong Wanjun's eye circles turned red again.He turned his head aside, gritted his teeth to hold back the sourness in his eyes.

Liao Chan sighed, he knew Zhong Wanjun's feelings for Master Zhikong, and he also knew how stubborn his junior brother was. He felt uncomfortable at the moment, and if he wanted to kneel, then let him kneel. How can the pain in the body compare with the pain in the heart?

Leo Zen left the food basket behind, no longer disturbing Zhong Wanjun and Master Zhikong's solitude, got up and went out.

Outside the main hall, the night was as cold as water, Qing Ying was sitting on the steps in front of the main hall, holding her chin, looking at the bright moon in the sky, a few black clouds floated over, covering the moon.With this situation, Qing Ying felt a little more melancholy.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from behind, Qingying turned her head and saw that it was Liao Chan, she hurriedly stood up from the ground, clasped her hands in a respectful salute: "Brother Liao Chan."

He gave Zen a salute, and then said, "Are you waiting for Junior Brother?"

Qingying nodded, and asked: "Brother Zen, Wan Jun...is he alright?"

Liao Chan sighed and said, "His heart hurts, how can he get better?"

Qingying lowered her head and did not speak.

Liao Chan looked at the sky and began to reminisce about the past: "Master took me and my younger brother as two apprentices in my life. My younger brother came to Wutai Mountain when I was three years old. I was an apprentice taken by my master in his later years. I was almost 40 years old at that time. I We are all monks with Master, and we don’t have our own flesh and blood. We all loved our Junior Brother at that time, especially Master, who spoiled Junior Brother to the core. When Junior Brother first came to Wutai Mountain, he was not like a normal three-year-old child at all. , with a paralyzed face all day long, expressionless, cautious in speaking and acting, for fear of offending others. The master held the younger brother in his arms all day, teasing him and making him laugh. It took about half a year for the younger brother to look like A normal child. Although he went down the mountain when he was six years old, he would go back to Mount Wutai every summer vacation. I don’t know how he was at the bottom of the mountain, but every time he went back to Mount Wutai, he was very happy. Master taught him To learn spells, the master is like a close relative to him."

Qing Ying bowed her head and listened silently.

Liao Chan withdrew his gaze from looking at the sky, and turned to look at Qing Ying: "I heard from Master that you and your junior brother are already married?"

Qingying gave a soft "hmm".

Liao Chan sighed: "Your brother's temperament... really wronged you."

Qing Ying was puzzled, and raised her head to look at Zen strangely.

Liao Zen said nothing, according to the younger brother's feelings for the master, now that the master is dead, I am afraid that the younger brother will not be in the mood to hold a wedding now, it is indeed a wronged girl.

Liao Chan said: "Ye Liliang, if you insist on waiting for Junior Brother, add some more clothes. Junior Brother will entrust you in the future."

Qingying nodded: "Thank you, Brother Zen."

§

Zhong Wanjun was unable to hold on the next morning and fainted.Ever since he received the news of Master Zhikong's passing away, he has been restless, only thinking about returning to Wutai Mountain; after arriving at Wutai Mountain, he has been kneeling there, and the water and rice do not enter; Yes, hot and cold alternately; coupled with the grief in his heart, Zhong Wanjun refused to cry to vent, and finally failed to hold on, fainted in the main hall, and was sent back to the wing by Yang Xuanche and others to rest, Qingying accompanied him .

It was already afternoon when Zhong Wanjun woke up, and Qing Ying was sitting by the bed rubbing his knees.After kneeling for so long, Zhong Wanjun's knees were swollen, and Qingying wiped him with medicinal wine.

"Qingying..." Zhong Wanjun called out hoarsely.

"Wan Jun, you're awake." Qingying's face brightened, "How do you feel? The kitchen has cooked some millet porridge, do you want some?"

Zhong Wanjun shook his head: "I can't eat it."

Qing Ying looked worried: "But you haven't eaten for a long time, you can't hold on like this."

Zhong Wanjun didn't speak.

Qingying's eyes turned red: "I know you feel uncomfortable, you can cry or find someone to fight to vent your anger, but don't torture yourself like this!"

Zhong Wanjun was silent, Qingying continued: "I am very scared when you look like this. I beg you, for my sake, and to make your master go away with peace of mind, you should eat a little at least."

Zhong Wanjun stared at the ceiling in a daze. He remembered the scene when he practiced kung fu and forgot to sleep and eat when he was a child, and the master came to find him with a food box.What did Master say at that time?Oh, the master said: "Wan Jun, if a child does not eat well, he will not grow tall. If you are raised to be a dwarf by the master, your mother will come to pick up the window of the master! The master will come to the ground, I guess I don't even have the face to see your mother."

Zhong Wanjun thought of the smile on Master Zhikong's peaceful face, and suddenly realized something in his heart.Master, you saw the two apprentices today, one took over your headship, the other has already married and established a business, and you feel that you have explained to my mother, and you feel that you have no regrets, so that's why they left so peacefully and peacefully?

Zhong Wanjun's eyes were sour, it couldn't be wrong, nothing that master cared about most in his life was his senior brother and himself, now that his senior brother took over as the head of the sect, and he has a wife to accompany him, the master must be very relieved.If this is the case, wouldn't his behavior make Master worry again?

Thinking of Master Zhikong's earnest concern in the past, Zhong Wanjun's heart felt sore and painful, and he said to Qingying after a long time: "Okay."

Qing Ying was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Zhong Wanjun had agreed to eat.She smiled through her tears and said, "I'll get it for you right away." Then she quickly ran out of the house and headed for the kitchen.

§

After drinking a bowl of millet porridge, Zhong Wanjun lost his appetite.He pushed the bowl and said to Qing Ying: "You haven't seen our place well yet, have you? I'll take you out for a walk, okay?"

Qingying nodded.She also had the same intention. It was better to go out for a walk to relax than to be alone in the room and think about it.

Qingying held Zhong Wanjun's arm, Zhong Wanjun's knee was injured and he walked very slowly.

It was already evening, most people had their dinner in the big wing room, and the courtyard behind the main hall was empty.

While walking, Zhong Wanjun said to Qing Ying in detail: "This is the Buddhist Treasure Pavilion, which enshrines the sacred objects of our Mount Wutai, and among them is the treasure of Mount Wutai—the purple golden bowl."

"The purple golden bowl was used by Xuanzang of Tang Dynasty when he went to the west to learn scriptures. It is the most holy treasure of our Buddhism. It has always been placed in the Buddha Pavilion. When I was naughty when I was young, I often slipped into the Buddha Pavilion to make trouble. Misfortune, keep turning a blind eye to me. I remember when I was a child, I was sleeping with a purple gold bowl, which made my brother so angry. Just look, my brother will take over the position of head, and he will never let me touch it again. I'll touch the purple gold bowl."

The two moved to another room.

"This is where we do the morning and evening classes. At that time, we had to wear cassocks for the morning and evening classes. Because I was just a little bean at that time, and I was only a lay disciple, so the master allowed me not to wear it. But at that time, I saw everyone Wearing all of them, it seems too different for me not to wear them alone. So when I was doing evening class again, I sneaked to my brother’s room to find a cassock, cut the sleeves and hem short, and it looked good after I put it on I walked in behind the adults. As a result, when the master saw me, he laughed so hard that he even burst into tears. The serious evening class was suddenly messed up by me. The brother was so angry that his face was livid, but the master protected me. There's nowhere to get my breath out."

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"There is also here. Mummy told you last time that I was taught by the master by the ear. I usually practice here. The master knows that sometimes I practice and forget the time to eat. He is also afraid that he will forget. To remind me, so I always keep a bag of snacks aside, so that I can grab a piece when I am hungry. That time, a stray dog ​​from the temple came and ate my snacks. I practiced After finishing the work, I found out that I was so angry that I jumped up and fought with the dog. You know, I tied its four legs with the dog's tail, and the dog basically walked around when it saw me. Master When he arrived, he was helpless at my naughtiness and disapproved of my treatment of that dog, so he picked up my ears and gave me a scolding."

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"There is also this creek. Master often takes me here to fish. Master said that practicing calligraphy is to cultivate one's morality, and fishing is to hone endurance. He said that I am not yet old enough to practice calligraphy, so he took me here first. Fishing grinds my temper. Sometimes we don’t catch a single fish all afternoon, and sometimes we compete who catches more. But every time we finish fishing, we release all the fish we catch.”

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Zhong Wanjun walked with Qingying for a long time, rather than saying that he was serving as a tour guide for Qingying, it would be better to say that he was recalling his past with Master Zhikong.Bit by bit, all kinds of tastes are in my heart.Qing Ying quietly accompanied Zhong Wanjun, listening to him and thinking about him.Finally, Zhong Wanjun brought Qing Ying to an open space behind the temple.

"It's right here," Zhong Wanjun's voice was choked with sobs, "I had to go down the mountain to go to school when I was six years old. I was really reluctant and didn't want to leave, so after the senior brother sent me down the mountain, the senior brother thought I was already in the car. Knowing that I sneaked out of the car and ran back to Wutai Mountain in a hurry. But I didn’t dare to go in because I was afraid of being scolded by Master. I wanted to see but didn’t dare to see, so I hid here and cried. The news said that when he didn’t pick me up at the bus terminal, they were terrified and looked for me all over the world. In the end, Master found me here who was tired of crying and fell asleep. Later, Master promised that I would often go to Taipei to see Me, I just gave up and obediently followed Daddy to go to school in Taipei. But the master lied..." Zhong Wanjun raised his hand and wiped his eyes, "Monks don't lie. Fortunately, the master is still a master of Buddhism. He never came to see me at all. Every time I have to go back to Mount Wutai to see him during the summer vacation, Master loves to coax children the most..." At the end of the speech, Zhong Wanjun's voice had changed.

Qingying hugged him gently, and Zhong Wanjun cried: "Master, master, a teacher for one day, a father for life. Qingying, I feel really sad, I never thought that one day the master will leave me... ..."

Feeling Zhong Wanjun's pain, Qingying suddenly understood Zhong Wanjun's feelings for Master Zhikong, who left home at the age of three, and Master Zhikong was Wanjun's reliance.She remembered that when Zhang Qiu was five years old, he was also accepted as an apprentice by Freewalker and brought to Tie Shikong; at that time, Wan Jun went to Mount Wutai.Siblings and brothers separated, leaving home, Master Zhikong accompanied Wan Jun through the most important stages of his growth.It can be said that Master Zhikong is more important to Wan Jun than all his family members who are related by blood.Qingying somewhat understood Zen's "grievance".

Qingying smiled lightly, girls always look forward to their own wedding, but compared to the death of their favorite relative, what is a wedding?

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On November 2015, 11, Zhong Wanjun and Qing Ying were officially registered in London, England and became legal couples.

On November 2015, 11, Xiayuan Festival, the fifteenth day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, Master Zhikong passed away in Wutai Mountain.

On December 2015, 12, the 3nd day of the [-]th lunar month, Master Zhikong’s remains were cremated, and his chief disciple, Liao Chan, took over as the head of the sect, known as “Master Liao Chan”.

On December 2015, 12, the Holmes family officially introduced Qingying at a business gathering and explained the cancellation of the wedding