Detailed report on your death

The temple is hidden among the dense trees in the middle of the mountain, and the gate is not very eye-catching. It is only when you step through the threshold that you can see the elegance of it. The trees and stones are scattered in an orderly manner, and there is a scheming everywhere.

Before Guan Yuli entered the Great Hall of Great Heroes, he was invited away by a well-known guest. Qin Zheng took the baby to pay homage to a few bodhisattvas, put some sesame oil money into the merit box, and then led the baby to play in the courtyard behind the hall.

After a while, the Zhike monk came over and invited them to the meditation room.

Following the monk around seven times and eight times, he gradually moved away from the crowd, and stepped into a secluded courtyard, where some flowers and trees were planted. Qin Zheng didn't know flowers and trees, but thought they were elegant and beautiful.The bark is mottled, and the soil at the roots is covered with moss.There is an ancient well in the west, the edge of the stone-built well is smooth and bright, and small white flowers bloom on the tree, exuding a faint fragrance.There are some shrubs and weeds growing around the courtyard, which seem to be specially arranged, adding a bit of wildness but not messy.

Nowadays, many scenic spots, including temples, have been renovated to look quaint, but there is a commercial atmosphere everywhere, which is unique here.

After thumping in the grass, Qin Zheng and Baobao turned their heads at the same time and saw a chicken jumped out from behind the well platform.

chicken?

Monks raise chickens?

The old hen took the lead aggressively, and seven or eight chicks jumped out from behind, and they all ran across the yard in a uniform manner.

The Zhike led him to the meditation room, and before he entered the door, he heard Guan Yuli talking and laughing with the old monk.

"Hey, this kid looks good." The old monk got up and gave up his seat, and patted the baby's head with a smile, "The ground is round and round, and he looks blessed."

When Guan Yuli heard this, his brows were beaming with joy, "You can show his father and son a picture, and give him some amulets, Buddhist mantras, prayer beads, relics, or something."

"Hey!" The old monk gave Guan Yuli a disapproving look, "You think it's a vegetable market? Why don't you say give me a basket?"

He waved to Qin Zheng again: "Come and sit."

Guan Yuli kept winking at him and told him to come over.

Qin Zheng sat in the seat given by the monk, and the old monk circled around him a few times, and came over to sit down.

He sat silently for a while, observing Qin Zheng's face seriously from time to time. Qin Zheng, who didn't believe in fortune-telling at first, became nervous because of the solemn expression of the old monk.

"Hand it!" The old monk spread his hands.

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand, the old monk held his fingertips, flattened his palm, turned it over and over for a while, and when he let go, he pushed a bracelet on his wrist onto Qin Zheng's wrist.

"This……"

Guan Yuli made a silent gesture to him.

Qin Zheng had no choice but to shut up.

After a long time, the old monk stroked the non-existent beard on his chin, and Baoxiang said solemnly: "The sky is dry and the things are dry, and the lips are chapped. Drink more water."

"Quack quack..." The baby couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe," the old monk poured tea for Qin Zheng, "it's still a kid who has the roots of wisdom and knows how to obey the sky and respond to people... Hahaha..."

Guan Yuli felt that he had been cheated of his feelings, so he drank tea dully.

Qin Zheng was trying to figure out how much money Guan Yuli was cheated of, he deserved it!

"Old monk, I never look at fate, otherwise, how can I see such innocence with my eyes." The old monk's face is comparable to Guan Yuli, without the slightest self-knowledge of a charlatan, "The fortune-tellers are all liars, and your lives are in vain. I still believe in these Feng-Jian fan-letters at such a young age, ahahahaha!"

Mr. Guan, who was cheated out of money, had no choice but to suffer from being dumb. He took a big mouthful of clear tea and added another cup, wanting to drink back the sesame oil money.

"Not sweet." The baby said holding up the cup.

"Sweetness is in the heart." The old monk meditated, "Everything is created only from the heart."

"It's not good." Baby Chicken and Duck said.

"After decades of life, you can experience the sweetness of bitterness."

"Oh..." The baby looked at the water in the glass half-understanding, "It's bitter, I don't even want to drink it."

"If you don't drink, don't drink. Move your heart as you like. You don't have to stick to the present. Life is more than the present." The old monk raised his hand, "There are also poems and distant places."

Guan Yuli and Qin Zheng almost knelt down for Monk Qingqi's sentiments.

The old monk sent the three of them out of the yard, clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said, "I think the two young masters are quite suitable for the eyes of a Bodhisattva. They have no hindrance to their understanding, and their roots of wisdom are not shallow—"

"Stop, stop!" Guan Yuli said, "Just say that people are stupid and have a lot of money, and it will be over."

The old monk laughed and said nothing.

"With [-] roots of wisdom, I won't be your apprentice!" Guan Yuli said.

"It's fine, don't force it." The old monk raised his hand and politely chased away the guest, "Let's go."

Qin Zheng picked up the baby, and the three of them walked out of the courtyard. The old monk said to himself, "If you can't stop thinking about it, it's called binding. If you can't stop thinking about it, you won't be bound..."

When Qin Zheng turned his head, the old monk waved to him, "Come often when you are free——"

"Hurry up!" Guan Yuli tugged at him, "Don't listen to him running the train with his mouth full."

"You know him?" Qin Zheng asked.

"When the educated youth was sent down, he was in the same brigade as my dad," Guan Yuli shook his head and said, "I settled down in his lover's house. Later, the relationship between the two was discovered, and there was a lot of trouble at the time. He was forced to die by his mother. , had no choice but to be taken back to the city, and it took five or six years to return to his hometown to find out that his lover had waited for him for a year, and committed suicide by jumping into the river."

"Why..." Qin Zheng took a breath, "Is his lover a man?"

"Firstly, it's best not to meet each other, so that you don't fall in love," Guan Yuli sighed, "Ande and the king will say goodbye to each other, so as not to teach life and death lovesickness."

Cangyang Gyatso's masterpiece, which smells like a fragrance between teeth, comes out of Guan Yuli's mouth like a cow chewing peonies, why is it so funny.

Guan Yuli probably thought that the artistic conception was well created, so he glanced at Qin Zheng sadly, then turned to look up at the sky melancholy.

Cangyang Gyatso also said, "The world is peaceful and full of Dharma, and you will not fail the Tathagata and not the Qing", which is in line with the portrayal of the old monk. He chose to abandon his lover and return to the city. Why did he return to his hometown after six years? If he didn't go back, Maybe he will never know that his lover bears the gossip alone, that man may not die for love, but can't live.

"He sees through the world of mortals and became a monk to atone for his sins." Qin Zheng said, "After decades, no matter how deep the love and hatred are, they have gradually faded away. It is best to think about it."

Guan Yuli glanced at him, "His mother forced her to die, and there was no communication. Isn't it suffering for him in the past six years? Finally, he had the opportunity to go back to the countryside, but what he heard was bad news. If he followed suit, it would be a hundred , He has lived alone until now, even if he looks away, isn't poverty and loneliness a punishment before?"

Qin Zheng looked at him.

"If death is a relief, the living are suffering."

Guan Yuli took the baby from him, walked through the arch of hanging flowers, and Qin Zheng followed behind, thinking in a trance, such a worldly person covered in copper stink can understand feelings and grow up.

It was dinner time in the monastery before going down the mountain, and Zhike asked them to have dinner together, but Guan Yuli refused, and when he walked to the gate of the monastery, a monk chased him up and stuffed them with a big bag, which contained today's vegetarian dishes and vacuums sold online Pack vegetarian dishes.

Take the cable car back down the mountain, and when you get out of the mountain gate, you can see the smoke from the cooking on the shore, and the boatman has set up a pot and is cooking dinner.

"Aiyo..." The boatman thought of promising him to catch fish when he saw the baby, and he repeatedly slapped his forehead and said, "I have a good memory, the fish are all caught in the net..."

The baby has long forgotten to catch the fish, and will be attracted by the smoking pot. He ran to the side and smelled it, and grinned, "Shrimp!"

"Huh?" Said the boatman, "Ma prawns? No prawns, only drunk prawns."

He pointed to a covered bowl on the small foldable table, "I just choked, and I want to eat it while I'm alive and kicking. Please help me set up the table and chairs."

I moved a few fishing chairs from the boat and put them on the table. The boatman’s sweet and sour white tea just started to cook. When the lid was lifted, the strong smell of sweet, garlic and sour vinegar rose immediately.

The vegetarian dishes brought by the temple were also put on the table, and the table was full of dishes.

The sky is dark blue, the lake reflects the bright moon of the sixteenth year, and the black awning boat hangs an incandescent lamp, swaying and illuminating the shore.

As soon as the lid of the drunken prawn was lifted, several river prawns jumped out of the surface, and the baby screamed in surprise: "Ahhh, alive!"

Liquor and rice vinegar are choking, and crispy green coriander stalks are sprinkled. People who have never eaten it put live shrimp in their mouths, and it is somewhat psychologically stressful. After tasting the taste, they sink into the deliciousness of a small bite.

Qin Zheng had never eaten it, and he couldn't eat it. It would affect the recovery of the wound, but he really wanted to try something new, and even the baby tasted two or three with his eyes closed.

Guan Yuli didn't let the baby eat it, he was afraid that the cold food would be too cold and he would have diarrhea if he ate too much.

"More!" The baby refused.

"Eat fish." Qin Zheng gave him the fish with the thorns removed, looked at his apple-faced face through the light, and was shocked: "Guan Yuli, look at his face is blushing, could he be drunk?"

The baby's eyeballs were moist, and the eyelashes were wet. He squeezed his out-of-focus eyes, and grinned dully with a "hehe" smirk.

Several adults laughed.

"At the full moon banquet, that old boy Wu You dipped his chopsticks in white wine and licked him, and was severely scolded by his elder brother." Guan Yuli said.

"What's the use of scolding?" Qin Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "You should put him down, it's not that your child doesn't feel bad!"

Guan Yuli stared at him across the table with a smile on his face, and the two of them had a child in their hearts, so they would naturally get closer.

A family does not speak two dialects, which is probably the case.

The bottle of white wine brought by the boatman was shared with Guan Yuli, half a catty each.

Qin Zheng knew that Guan Yuli was a good drinker. Seven or eight years ago, he could drink a catty. After all, he was 40 years old, and now he would drink half a catty and his tongue would bounce.

"When I was drunk and singing, Jun He—"

The boatman boarded the bow in three or two steps and sang loudly.

"I need you to help me when I'm drunk, but wine can forget my worries—"

Surrounded by mountains, the sound of singing vibrates Linyue, and a bright moon in the sky and on the ground echoes each other from a distance.

Qin Zheng put his hands on his knees, he felt drunk even though he didn't drink.

When we went back, the baby fell asleep on Qin Zheng's lap, probably drunk.

Guan Yuli leaned against the cabin, looked at Qin Zheng with drunken eyes, remained motionless, just laughed.

"Is this bracelet the old monk's magic weapon?" Qin Zheng was embarrassed by his good eyes, and raised his wrist to find a topic.

The string of buddha beads that the monk put on his wrist was the size of a thumb, with an elegant color and a faint fragrance.

Guan Yuli's eyes were confused for a moment, and he lowered his eyelids and said, "The meeting gift given by the elders, just keep it for you, and let him care so much!"

meet and greet?

Qin Zheng suddenly withdrew his hand and put down his sleeve to cover the bracelet.

Nima!

Can you go back?

The bracelet was faintly hot in the sleeve, like a hot potato.

The current relationship between him and Guan Yuli is very puzzling. Guan Yuli shows his affection clumsily all the time, but he keeps silent about confirming the relationship.

This made Qin Zheng unable to find an opportunity even if he wanted to refuse, let alone reunite.

Oh shit!

What to do if you want to bite someone!

Back at the farmhouse, the guest room is ready.

When he got off the boat, Guan Yuli was already drunk, and the driver and the boss carried him back to the guest room.

Qin Zheng carried the baby back to his room, fetched water to wash the baby's ass, wiped the penis with a hot towel, and suddenly trembled, a bunch of urine came out at a speed that could not be covered by thunder, peed on Qin Zheng full hands.

He was stunned for a long time before he smiled wryly, washed his hands in the basin, put the little thing in diapers, and there was a knock on the door.

"Hangover medicine, hangover soup." The driver shoved the tray into his hand, "Ask him to drink it while it's hot, and I'm going to sleep."

Without waiting for him to speak, he left quickly.

Qin Zheng suspected that he had fallen into a trap since he got in the car today.

go?

He stood at the door struggling with a plate.

ignore him?

When he came to the door of Guan Yuli's room, he struggled repeatedly.

Pushing open the door, a strong smell of alcohol wafted into the nostrils.

He quickly walked into the room, put the plate on the bedside table, and turned on the small light. Guan Yuli turned over to avoid the light, and made an uncomfortable humming sound from his throat.

"Hey, get up!" He patted Guan Yuli on the shoulder.

"No~~~" Guan Yuli covered his head with a pillow and muttered in a muffled voice, "...chest tightness...shortness of breath..."

"I can't stop urinating!" Qin Zheng continued.

He couldn't help but tore off the pillow, and supported Guan Yuli's neck to help him up, "Drink the soup before taking the medicine, hurry up! I still have to sleep!"

Guan Yuli frowned and muttered: "It's so noisy!" He spread his hands without opening his eyes, "Bring it!"

Qin Zheng put the bowl in his hand, "Be careful not to spill it."

Guan Yuli gulped down the soup and handed over the bowl. By the time Qin Zheng took the bowl, he had already slid himself into bed.

"I still haven't taken the medicine." Qin Zheng patted him.

Guan Yuli clapped his hands away irritably.

"Hey!"

No one answered for a long time, Qin Zheng was too lazy to bother him, picked up the plate and said, "Then I'm going to sleep!"

Just when he was about to take a step, his whole body was swayed, and he was brought to the middle of the bed with precision, and then his body was pressed down by Guan Yuli, the pungent smell of wine hit his face, and his eyes were so smoked that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Do you commit crimes while drunk?" He mocked with his mouth twisted, "Are you drunk or not?"

Guan Yuli's answer was to bow his face, his warm lips brushed his cheeks, and stopped by his ears.

Shouldn't it be straightforward to attack while drunk, skipping the lips and ignoring it, this method of attack makes Qin Zheng feel strange.

Both arms were embedded in the soft pillow by Guan Yuli's palms. He couldn't move his upper body, so he could only lean back with his neck stiff. The hot breath around his ears poured into his ear canals, and his sanity was half drunk with the smell of wine.

The two were very close, and apart from their hands, there was no skin contact. Even so, Qin Zheng could feel his eyelashes trembling.

Soft lips suddenly fell on his earlobe.His whole body trembled nervously.

As if being acupointed, the lips stayed motionless on the earlobe, and after a while, they moved slightly to the temples, and paused again.

Qin Zheng: "..."

If he was in a martial arts novel, Qin Zheng would almost think that the old man on his body was a youthful young man in disguise.

It's just a drunken kiss, which is not enough for adults to worry about, let alone two people who have had sex.

The restraint after the impulsiveness seemed so cautious, Qin Zheng's heart suddenly softened.

He moved and turned his face to the side, but he heard a hoarse voice whispering in his ear, "I love you..."

I love you……

love you……

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