The Buddha Temple is not pure

In the early morning, the dew is slightly cool, and the slightly intoxicating wine smell of Lingquan envelops most of the hills. With the clouds and mist, it thickens and fades, as if reliving the lingering night talk, as if the preface does not match the afterword.

The blouse on Yue Weiyang's body is already half dry, with blue marks and red marks faintly visible in the mess, whoever said that the spring dream has no trace, it is clearly the most murderous!

There is no worst, only worse, Ji Luoyu lay under her without any clothes to cover her body, Yue Weiyang wanted to find something to cover the tooth marks on her shoulders and the eye-catching strawberries, but when she turned around, she found Lingquan floating There was a pool full of scattered clothes, all torn to pieces.

Seeing her still wandering in a dream, her white skin like a lychee that has been peeled off the shell, as if it had just been taken out of a wine jar, sweet and tender to satisfy her cravings, Yue Weiyang leaned over and gently kissed her between the eyebrows , inadvertently remembered her begging last night, she seemed to shed tears, but it didn't seem very real, she begged Yue Weiyang to redeem her from the innocent reincarnation.

The words are sincere, the voice is choked, and there is no concealment of sadness and grievances. At first, Yue Weiyang didn't understand. It was she who drank the sword and gave up her immortality. Then she fell into the reincarnation without any reason. Why did she beg her to redeem her? ?

But later, when she fell into the spiritual spring next to her hot body, and heard her heart-piercing moan, she was lost in the confusion and obsession and solitude, and her words were vague and forceful: "Yeah!" Yang, if there is an afterlife, remember to come to me, I can’t accompany you to go very far, but I want to go very far with you.”

It was only then that Yue Weiyang understood that the memories of the past were like shackles to her, but now memories are like a rope to her. She was afraid that she would forget, and after reincarnation, she would forget the previous relationship, so she asked Yue Weiyang to redeem her from the innocent past.

She has already redeemed it, she has redeemed it with her life.

At night, she uttered all the lingering love words in her ears, and the remaining wine stains on her clothes always reminded Yue Weiyang that she was drunk and what she said could not be taken seriously, but for Ji Luoyu, there was no time when she was more sober than drunk, At first, she never thought about where she should go, nor did she know what she wanted until she met Yue Weiyang.

Sometimes when walking in the fields, her hand holding the flower hoe is sore, she can take the opportunity to rest for a while between the ridges, drink a few sips of wine, blow a few gusts of wind, think deeply about the fatigue and wake up, it's not that she hasn't thought about the origin of the so-called love at first sight What kind of destiny does the so-called mutual acquaintance and encounter coincide? Is there really such a wonderful fate in the world?

Naive.

Yue Weiyang hoped that she would be innocent forever, but there is nothing forever in the world.

When combing her hair this morning, the mahogany comb broke, Yue Weiyang's heart trembled, this was not a good omen.

"Yangyang, are you okay?" Ji Luoyu looked at her in the bronze mirror, his face slightly startled, and thoughtful, "It's not uncommon for the comb to break, so don't be surprised. It just so happens that today we are going down the mountain and I will give it to you when we go to the temple fair." You pick a horn comb, don't be unhappy."

"Let's not stay at the foot of the mountain for too long, and come back after visiting your father and brother."

Ji Luoyu smiled: "Yangyang, you just stayed on the mountain for too long, you don't usually get in touch with people, and your temper is getting more and more withdrawn. Let me tell you, it's fun to go down the mountain, and the Lantern Festival is coming soon. Don't you want to go to the fun?"

Yue Weiyang's movements suddenly stopped: "Have you never been curious about my identity?"

"Of course I'm curious. Herb pickers who are busy in the mountains often talk about you, saying that there is a fairy who leans on a white tiger and walks through the clouds on the top of the mountain. , It’s because they are rare and weird, as for your real identity...you don’t tell me, I don’t ask, I believe you.”

When going down the mountain, Yue Weiyang chose a moon-white and bluish blouse, the skirt was embroidered with azaleas, which was rare, before leaving, Ji Luoyu secretly picked a finger of rouge and smeared it on her face, it was made of mountain clothes. Made of Impatiens, the color is bright, and the luster of begonia is ironed on the face, and there is a sultry fragrance lingering on the fingertips and noses. She looks better than ordinary women without makeup, and she is even more beautiful after applying makeup. square things.

Yue Weiyang was surprisingly not angry, which made Ji Luo become obsessed with anticipation.

"Yangyang, if you hadn't lived in seclusion in the mountains for a long time, you would have been the demon concubine who harmed the country."

Yue Weiyang couldn't laugh, she had too many things on her mind, when she accompanied Ji Luoyu down the mountain, Lord Yawang's expression was a bit wrong: "Can you do it? How about I send you off." He was worried about Yue Weiyang's feet .

Originally, I didn't intend to let him go, in case he turned into his original form, it would be too eye-catching.

But Yue Weiyang still agreed to let him be sent to the foot of the mountain, after all, her feet were really disappointing, but when she was parting, Lord Yawang whispered something in her ear, it seemed that the mountain was not very peaceful, there was some kind of disaster.

Longshou Peak, where Yue Weiyang lives in seclusion, is the highest place in the Beimang Mountains. Usually, few people come there. It is also said that "born in Suzhou and Hangzhou, buried in Beimang". There are many tombs on Yekui Slope, so fewer people go there. There are hundreds of hectares of fertile land under Kui Slope, and the population gradually increases.

This year's harvest doesn't seem to be very good, Yue Weiyang is worried, but Ji Luoyu is only worried about her feet: "Yangyang, what happened to your feet? Why are there traces of stitches on them?" She remembered the terrifying The scars wrapped around her jade feet like centipedes.

Yue Weiyang didn't answer, just asked: "Did you hear any sound?"

Insects, fish, birds and beasts in the mountains, what sounds are there?She didn't know what Yue Weiyang asked, and said with a smile: "I heard it, it's the sound of the wind."

"It's not the wind, it's the locusts."

"Autumn locust troubles are common, what's the fuss about it?" Ji Luoyu didn't take it seriously, "I also had it a few times when I was young, and it was just a small disturbance. The eastern capital is full of mountains and rivers. It will not hurt the foundation because of the locust plague."

I hope so.

The two came to the Ji family's mansion, but they couldn't see their father and brother. The mansion was empty. After inquiring, they found out that Ji Boqian took several young masters up the mountain: "I heard from my second elder brother that the harvest this year was not good. Could it be possible?" Because the plague of locusts is worse?"

Yue Weiyang was about to comfort her, but she didn't think about her but became happy: "It seems that father and brother are in good health, and they haven't overworked because of my disappearance, so I feel relieved."

Heartless, I really can think about it.

"Yangyang, let me take you to the market. In a few days, it will be the Lantern Festival. By then, there will be crowds of people under the big locust tree. It's better to be comfortable at this time."

There is a big locust tree in the downtown area in the east of the city, which is as thick as five people hugging each other. Along the commercial street of the ancient town, peddlers gather here to do business. Not only the people of the Eastern Capital, but also merchants from all over the world also come here to sell goods. They can always bring some new gadgets to open your eyes. The big market attracted many people, and it was called Dongdu Huai Market.

Of course, the children and ladies of rich and noble families disdain this kind of place where three religions and nine streams gather, but Ji Luoyu is different. She is tired of seeing rare treasures, let alone those who pay tribute from foreign countries. The red coral from the North Sea and the shark bone from the North Sea, he has a soft spot for these gadgets alone.

There is a Dragon King Temple at the end of Huaishi Street, which is hidden in the weeds. The blue tiles are covered with moss, and further up is the mountain road. Although bluestone steps have been built, judging from the weeds growing on the stone peak, Apparently, there are not many people going up the mountain from this road, after all, it is steep and difficult to walk. The desolation of this place and the hustle and bustle of Huai market form a strong contrast, as if two irrelevant worlds are seamlessly connected, which is strange.

Ji Luo squatted in the grass and looked inside. It seemed that there was only the water dragon king in the dark: "I was only seven or eight years old at that time. I noticed this temple when I came to play in Huaishi Street. It was very strange. There was no incense and no incense. People visit, and the friends nearby say that this is a ghost temple. I went in and saw that there is nothing ghostly, but the statue of the water dragon king is mottled, and no one has repaired it. It looks redundant and gloomy. I don’t know why there is such a temple. , Yangyang, shouldn’t all temples be built on mountains.”

Yue Weiyang raised his eyes, his brows were cold: "Earlier, the east capital was flooded, and the tributary under the Lingbo Bridge swelled, almost flooding the big pagoda tree, so this temple was built to suppress the river."

"So that's the case. I didn't know there was a flood in the Eastern Capital City. From the looks of this temple, it's been a long time ago. It should be a long time ago."

Yue Weiyang felt lost: "Yeah, it's been a long, long time. At that time, an unknown number of people in the Eastern Capital City died in the torrent, which can be described as a catastrophe."

"But why is there a flood?"

"Floods are often accompanied by rapid floods, and thunderstorms prompt heavy rain, which is a sign of heavenly punishment."

"Heavenly Punishment? How can the people of the Eastern Capital provoke Heavenly Punishment when the sun rises and rests every day? Speaking of which, when I was born, eighteen thunderstorms fell from the sky. My mother said that my fate is extraordinary, and only I know it. That is the punishment of Tianji Palace."

Yue Weiyang shook her head, she knew that the eighteen thunderstorms were not Tianji Palace's punishment for Xue Suilan, but her punishment for Yu Liuqing, she couldn't say too much, for fear of revealing her own sins, when she was in Luotianyan The last war caused turmoil in the mountains and rivers, and the Eastern Capital, where Venerable Yuejing was located, was the first to suffer the disaster. It rained cats and dogs for seven days and seven nights, during which lightning and thunder never ceased. Over half of the Eastern Capital City, thousands of people were buried in it. For thousands of years, she wrote the pen for the Eastern Capital City, atonement for the soldiers of the Yin River, and also for the people of the Eastern Capital City.

So back then, she built this Dragon King Temple with her own hands, and if there was a disturbance, she would be able to detect it as far away as Longshou Peak, which was enough to keep one party safe.At the beginning, the Dragon King Temple was really full of incense, but gradually there were no more floods in the east, and people gradually slacked off. They never offered sacrifices to the Dragon King. It is not without reason that the temple has been abandoned so far.

Ji Luo patted the dress in advance, got up and dragged Yue Weiyang into Huai market: "Let's go, I'll take you to buy a comb."

The streets of Huaishi are crowded with people, and Ji Luoyu's interest is so high. She loved going to temple fairs and markets when she was young, but when she grew up, the novelty was gone, and she always felt boring, but when she met Yue Weiyang, she was the only one there. Here comes the interest.

Sometimes people are so strange that they can't tell whether they are interested in this matter or the person who will accompany you to do it.

"Tighten me up, don't lose it." She held Yue Weiyang's hand tightly, tossing and turning in the gap between people coming and going, sometimes stopping in front of the sugar man's stall, sometimes yearning for the elbows that passed by. Cans, and snow-white and snow-white wine glutinous rice cakes, accompanied by rich rice fragrance, are mouth-watering.

When she was young, she went out to the market with her family, and she could get whatever she wanted, and moved it into the house in piles. The old carpenters on the street could always make something new and ingenious; Not bad; there are also shops selling rouge and gouache, jade powder mixed with white goose fat, which is fragrant, tender and smooth; at night, lanterns are hung by the river, and the wind blows it upside down twelve times, the mountains and rivers are dazzling, and the birds and beasts Also come alive.

In addition, there is a stall that she can find by smelling, sachets woven with green bamboo leaves.

There are all kinds of sachets hanging on the tall poles. The blue color is different shades, and there are many patterns. The boss is a craftsman. Although the things are small, they have been carefully thought out. The rabbit with eyes made of red beans smells like sweet-scented osmanthus, and there are also birds waving their wings, vaguely lingering with the smell of Angelica dahurica and Perrin, and what’s even more unique is the little zongzi, with several corners wrapped around bamboo leaves, round and dense, ink The green and ai green alternate with the sweet aroma of jujube flowers, and the sachet is safe with jujube flowers?Sure enough, it's new.

The willow-colored tassel pendant below is strung with two cat's eye beads, exquisite and translucent, very beautiful.

It's a pity that she is not what she used to be. If she was in the past, she would spend money like water without blinking her eyes, but now she can't be too willful when shopping with Yue Weiyang. You can guess how much you look like.

Yue Weiyang knew what it meant by looking at her small eyes, and consciously offered the money bag, Ji Luoyu took it and weighed it, heavy, she asked in amazement: "Yangyang, where did you get so much money?" Didn't Lord Yawang rob the mountain road and snatch it?

Yue Weiyang was embarrassed to say, her eyes fluttered: "Hey, the left and right are just incense money in the temple, you just spend it." Everyone said that spending incense money would be bad luck, except for the Bodhisattva himself, it would be bad for anyone to put it in. Ill-gotten wealth, but Yue Weiyang is a pen-holder, people go to temples to pray for Buddha, and most of them are asking for her. She can help people fulfill their wishes in just a pen and ink, so it is only natural for her to spend this money, but she is afraid that Ji Luo Yu didn't accept it.

It turned out that she was worrying too much, and Ji Luoyu was very happy: "Yangyang, you are so amazing, you did what I wanted to do but didn't dare to do."

Yue Weiyang snorted coldly, what else would she not dare to do?It was not the first time for me to sit on the incense table of a Bodhisattva, eat meat and drink alcohol, so I became humble at this time.

The two of them were standing on the Lingbo Bridge, when suddenly a gust of cool wind came from behind them, and a figure passed by faintly. The clear and clear voice of that person seemed like a piece of bright jade had sunk to the bottom of the water in the hustle and bustle of the city. :

"Don't act unrighteously against the way of heaven, don't kill the innocent to deceive the gods, the world is selfless and there is a certainty, cause and effect can follow you everywhere."

Yue Weiyang is extremely familiar with these lines of poetry, and all the writers are familiar with the inscription on the order.

She took a deep breath and felt the hairs all over her body stand on end. Turning around suddenly, she saw a tall and straight man wearing a square-cornered Zhuangzi scarf and a tea-white gown covering the cloud shoes. Immortal, a sense of detachment from the world.

The man never looked back at her from the beginning to the end, but every word he chanted was aimed at her, Yue Weiyang nervously clenched her ten fingers and followed.

All the way to the end of Huaishi Street, the man stopped in front of the Dragon King Temple, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, a pity, the good temple is so deserted."

"Your Excellency knows that I will follow you. You don't have to keep it up. Just speak up if you have something to say."

The man turned his head and looked at Yue Weiyang with a smile. Seeing his face, Yue Weiyang's sealed memory suddenly opened like a flood, and he couldn't stop it: "Shi Fangxu?"

"As long as you still remember my name, I didn't feel wronged when I intercepted the killing order on Fallen Sky Weir. I haven't seen you in a thousand years, are you okay?" The last few words dragged a long ending, full of sincerity , but also full of caution.

Yue Weiyang nodded: "I know that the Golden Pen Imperial Envoy has sneaked into the Eastern Capital City, but I didn't guess it was you, and I want to thank you for saving my life back then." After finishing speaking, she took two steps back and bowed respectfully. salute.

There are not many people who can make her treat her so respectfully. Shi Fangxu said with a smile: "This thank you gift is a thousand years late. If you hadn't insisted on going against the sky and changing your fate, I am afraid we will never see each other again."

"You really came after me." She lowered her eyebrows, changed her attitude in the blink of an eye, and even her tone of voice was frosted.

Shi Fangxu nodded, with unbearable brows: "I know that you and Xue Suilan have a deep friendship. You two serve Venerable Yuejing, one is to carry the lamp, and the other is to add incense. You can go against the sky, but you will be backlashed. You have escaped the punishment of God by means, but you can't escape the felony of stealing the elixir, no matter how serious the situation is, it will be unreasonable, so why do you insist on doing it?"

"I have always had a question, and I hope the envoy will answer it." Her eyes flickered, "Back then, I went to the Tianji Palace, smashed the Yuheng Pavilion, and burned a lot of life strategy files. It is understandable for the army to kill me to Luotianyan, but you blatantly intercepted the killing order, will you be punished by the sky for your actions against the sky?"

Shi Fangxu shook his head: "It's not against the sky. Killing you is the order of Pojun Xingjun, not the calculation of Tianji. Now I am safe and sound, and have not suffered any punishment from heaven."

"In this way, the actions of the Tianji Palace must be based on the calculations of the Tianji Palace?"

"It's natural."

Yue Weiyang sneered: "Then why did Nine-Tailed Fox arbitrarily change what she meant a thousand years ago and impose the catastrophe she should have gone through on Xue'er, but she didn't suffer from heaven's punishment? Why did Lord Lian Zhenxing turn a blind eye and just reincarnate her?" ? Doesn’t it mean that karma has to be repaid, the price is a little lower.”

"Nine-tailed fox, Zhu Mengzhen? You still can't get over this hurdle. Lord Tanlangxing has pointed out her reincarnation place in Dongdu. You are the master in your writing, isn't that enough?"

"Not enough! I have delayed the eighteenth Xue'er, how do you want me to let it go?"

Shi Fangxu sighed lightly: "After all, the Nine-Tailed Fox is a demon envoy under the throne of God Nuwa, and her background is different from others. If you want to deal with her, you have to give her a nod from God. Don't be too capricious."

"I'm self-willed? It turns out that your Heavenly Mystery Palace also follows the wind and turns the rudder, worshiping the high and stepping down. In this way, it is really great to have a backer. Even if you miss the eighteenth life of others, you can still get away with it. In the end, it is just a reincarnation to pay off the debt, which is so cheap." very."

"Zhu Mengzhen is already miserable, what exactly do you want?"

"Is it miserable? Not enough, I want to let her taste the feeling of not being able to love!"

Shi Fangxu was stunned, what does "also" mean?