Can a general do whatever he wants?

The worry did not dissipate on Chen Ming's face.Today, he not only has to complete the task of ordering goods, but also has to clean up the houses in the north of Beiyuan because of the unprovoked "disaster".

Sweeping the floor itself is a relatively easy job, but the place where it is swept is very controversial.

Each east, west, north, south courtyard is also divided into four corners, and Beiyuan is no exception.The place where Chen Ming and Yan Yue live is the south of Beiyuan, and the south is often a place facing the sun, so it will not be cold even in the cold winter.The north side of Beiyuan is just the opposite. Even in summer, there is always a strong yin qi floating there.

Chen Ming held the broom and looked at the door to the north, still a little scared in his heart.The window paper on the door was yellow and fragile, and some pieces were missing because the paper hadn't been pasted for a long time.From the red-brown wooden door stained with a thick layer of ash, it can be seen that this place has not been cleaned for a long time.

Chen Ming stretched out his trembling hand and pushed him away, the door panel rubbed against the door rail and made a "squeak", and the voice drifted into the room and repeated "squeak—"

The atmosphere of the people in the north is indeed too terrifying. Even Chen Ming, who was influenced by his atheist teacher since he was a child, feels a little eerie.

Is there an echo when the normal door is opened?

Afraid to be afraid, Chen Ming still took a step, stepped over the gate, and walked in.

Entering is a not wide front hall, which seems to be deliberately made for receiving guests.

It was a little different from the south where I lived.

The scene of this door is not the layout of a bedroom, but a small hall.The small hall looked dilapidated due to no one's patronage for a long time, and what Chen Ming noticed the most was a side door carved out on the side of the wall of the small hall, which was not covered by wooden boards or cloth. , Chen Ming can see the structure inside through the small hole.

It is a smaller courtyard.

Chen Ming, holding the broom, slowly moved in that direction, one step at a time and two steps at a time.

When you get closer, you can see clearly.

It is indeed a small garden.The house on the north side was originally one floor after another, and when you open the door and enter the house, you will see another view.

There are many plants and trees planted in the small courtyard, and the most common pagoda tree stands in a corner.Among the dwarf trees are raspberries, shade grass, pearl flowers, laughing nightmare flowers, nandina, etc., all of which are mixed in. Without the gloom that just entered the door before, this "ghost land" is full of vitality.

Chen Ming was in a trance as if he had returned to the backyard where he planted herbs when he was a child.

I haven't been indulging in this scenery for a long time.Chen Ming's ears heard some broken words, and the tone of the words was accompanied by the knocking sound from time to time.The percussion sound is long and mellow, which makes people feel at ease.

Chen Ming relaxed the broom he was gripping tightly in his hand, and walked towards the source of the beating sound while holding the thin rod with one hand.

The place where the sound came from was the mud-colored wall next to the courtyard. After going deep into the courtyard, Chen Ming realized that it was not just a simple wall, but a door covered with linen on the wall.

It turned out to be a residence.

Chen Ming was about to close the curtain in front of him, but was stopped by the sudden knocking sound in the room.

Why didn't you knock all of a sudden?

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, you are at peace..."

A pleasant female voice came into Chen Ming's ears, a very gentle voice.Chen Ming couldn't help but opened the door curtain and walked in without authorization.

The space in the room is not very big, if you have to compare the size, it is not much bigger than the place where Chen Ming just entered Yan's house and temporarily lived.The difference is that there are a lot of Buddhist supplies in this room. This is not the most shocking scene Chen Ming has seen. Among them, the woman who is wearing a plain purple jumpsuit and reading books is the one who is locked tightly. The person with Chen Ming eyes.

"It's been a long time since I've had outsiders come to this broken place. Did the little girl break in by mistake?"

Or else people with faith carry a unique aura, the woman turned her head and Chen Ming could see her whole face clearly, her face was like a silver plate, her lips were not dotted but red, her eyebrows were not drawn but Dai Cui, Her eyes are like apricots, and she looks reticent.

Chen Ming accidentally looked at it for a long time.

"Why is the girl staring at me?"

Chen Ming realized his rudeness and quickly bowed to apologize.

This is embarrassing for Pearl, who has not received such a big gift for a long time, she frowned slightly, "No need to bow, I am just a sinner who wholeheartedly seeks the Buddha."

sinner?

Chen Ming got up and hugged the broom and looked at the kind woman in front of him with doubts on his face. He didn't look like someone who had committed any serious crimes.

Facing Chen Ming's gaze, Mingzhu was a little bit bitter, she sighed and said, "I clearly said that I would let go of the mortal world, but I am arguing with you here, Xiaowa, what sins are not sins... Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, forgive me for not being dusty."

After finishing speaking, the woman began to chant again by knocking on wood against several Buddha statues on the wall on the cushion.

What a strange woman...

Later, the woman ignored Chen Ming, and Chen Ming couldn't ask her any more questions.Now that we know that there are no ghosts in this place, we should hurry up to clean up and go back to take care of Yan Yue.

In this way, the two took care of their own affairs, one cleaned and the other chanted.In the end, Chen Ming felt that he was about to tidy up and planned to go back, but Mingzhu stopped him again.

"I don't know who told you to come here, can you not talk about this place with others when you go back."

"?"

Chen Ming didn't understand again.

Mingzhu raised her head and smiled at Chen Ming, "There is a good person who gave me a place here, so that I will not be disturbed by everything. So I hope you can keep this secret, Xiaowa."

I always feel that there is a deep story behind this woman. Chen Ming stepped forward a few steps and knelt down, dipped his fingers in the ashes from the incense burner beside Xu and wrote on the ground

——I will come tomorrow.

Obviously, what Mingzhu noticed was not whether Chen Ming could speak, but:

"You can't speak?"

Chen Ming hesitated for a moment.Erase the handwriting just now with the palm of your hand and write:

—I can talk, but I am short of breath and my voice is not good.

"So it's like this..." Mingzhu patted Chen Ming's head and smiled, "I want to hear your voice, can you say a word to me, just say 'Sister Ming'."

Feeling the warmth above his head, Chen Ming buried his head a little reluctantly.

"Don't be afraid, there are only me and the Bodhisattva here."

……

"do not be afraid……"

Under the leadership of Mingzhu, Chen Ming moved his lips slightly to try to make a sound against the pressure of his body and heart.

"Ming... sister..."

Although the voice was very small and hasty, Mingzhu still heard Chen Ming's voice, the broken voice could not even hear his original pronunciation, but Mingzhu still let out an "eh".

At that moment, Chen Ming felt that he had found someone to talk to in this world, and he couldn't help but shed tears from his joy.

"Why are you crying?" Mingzhu took out a soft silk handkerchief from her arms and handed it to Chen Ming, "It's not good to go back crying, wipe it off."

"I... um..." Chen Ming choked up and took the handkerchief Mingzhu handed over, wiped his face indiscriminately and said with a single word: "Here, back, wash... for you."

"It's okay, just take this handkerchief as a greeting gift from me on behalf of Bodhisattva."

"Okay! Woo..."

Now Chen Ming cried even harder.