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Under the watery moonlight, a dozen naked girls came out of the water.

Ah Jian hid among the tangerine flowers, surrounded by small yellow flowers.His nose is itchy.

The girls who came out of the pond got dressed one after another.There was a soft light on them, as if reflecting the moonlight, making a mist bright around the dark pond.

These are the immortals that the master said?Ah Jian looked at it for a long time, from when they started to take a bath and saw them go ashore, he didn't find anything worth remembering.

Oh yes, it's beautiful, it's true.

But he is not as good as his master, no matter how beautiful he is, he can't draw it down.Ah Jian yawned, not wanting to understand what the master wanted him to do here.Feeling sleepy, he turned around and prepared to go back to the temple.

Suddenly there was a chaotic sound of breaking branches behind him.When I looked back, I saw the brilliance in the bushes, and the girls were chasing something in the forest before they got dressed.There was a chaotic noise among the ditang flowers, and something was running fast.

"Thief! Put down the orb!"

A Jian was shocked and ran away.He didn't want to be regarded as an accomplice of thieves. If these immortals from the sky caught him, his master would definitely not be able to save him.

He ran for a while, and the sound of chasing behind him got closer and closer.Seeing that the back door of the temple was in front, Ah Jian exerted force on his feet and ran faster.

With a pop behind him, something hit his foot.A Jian was startled, turned around while running, and saw a bird lying on the ground.

Pitiful.People will step on you if you lie down there.

A Jian turned around and picked up the bird, hugged it in his arms, and stumbled into the temple.

Leaning against the door, he panted heavily, and when he looked up and saw the bright light on the other side of the red wall, he held his breath and concentrated.After a long time, the chattering outside the door finally stopped.A girl's crisp voice said in a low voice: "Forget it, it's nothing important."

Ah Jian's heart was pounding.The person who stole the beads came to the temple?

The light outside the wall gradually disappeared, and finally there was silence.A Jian was so panicked that his back was covered with cold sweat, and only then did he think of the bird that he almost smothered to death in his arms.

The moonlight was bright, and he saw a magpie with a wounded wing in his arms.

The magpie looked at him cleverly with its black eyes open.It hides a thumb-sized red orb under one of its uninjured wings.

Ajian: "..."

He immediately opened the door and put the magpie outside the temple gate.

"You...you are careful, go. Go fast. People who steal things cannot come in, and they will be punished by the Buddha."

A Jian turned back and grabbed a handful of berries from the small basket he put behind the door, and placed them in front of the magpie.

"Let's go after eating." Ah Jian lowered his voice, "If it's not enough... I'll help you pick some more tomorrow. Wait for me by the pond."

Wings are injured, they can't fly, and there must be no food to eat.A Jian felt that it was very pitiful.But staying in the temple is not acceptable.If the master knew that he had rescued a bird that stole the fairy orb, he might be swept out of the temple the next day.

The magpie didn't respond to anything, and gathered the pearls in a precious and heavy place, turned around and walked away step by step.

A Jian looked at the untouched fruit on the stone steps, feeling a little disappointed.

When I woke up the next day, I still ran to see the master painting.

The one he called "Master" was a white-haired old man.The old man was painting in this yard alone, using the wall as a canvas, and using ink lines to outline the figure of Xian'e and the wonders of the world, A Jian often felt breathless.He didn't know how to paint, so he could only follow the master with half a bucket of water, watching the old man paint the entire wall with a stroke, and then move on to the next wall.When he got up at night, he stood in the yard, and seemed to be able to hear the sound of loud shocks from all sides.

It is the sound of heaven, earth and vault, slowly moving.

Although he called the old man his master, in fact the old man never taught him anything.Ah Jian fainted from hunger at the back door. The old man saw him when he passed by and brought him back.The old man gave him a little extra when he was eating, and shared half of the bed with him at night. When he was free, he told him the story of King Dashu Kinnara playing the glass zither.Ah Jian half understood what he heard, but he just found it interesting, and he had infinite yearning for the sound of elegant music that Kasyapa couldn't hold on to.

"Want to hear it?" the old man asked him.

"I think." Akane nodded.

"Shall I take you to listen?" The old man stroked his hair.

A Jian is dressed in clean white clothes, with thick black hair tied up casually behind his head, he is a very good-looking child.

He nodded, very happy.

Ah Jian can't remember anything before he fainted outside the door.The old man treated him very well, and the stories the old man told were also very good, so it didn't matter if he couldn't remember the past.He is willing to walk more than a dozen mountains with him, live in dozens of temples, and watch him paint hundreds of Bodhisattvas.

"Master, you asked me to go to the pond to wait for fate yesterday, but I didn't." Ah Jian said, "I saw a lot of immortals. They flew back later."

The old man smiled, and flashed a blue-purple feather from behind as if conjuring, and dangled it in front of A Jian's eyes: "What is this? You tore it off the immortal's robe?"

A Jian hurriedly grabbed the feather in his hand, stuttering and unable to say anything.

He said he saved a bird, not that it was a stealing bird.

Walking around the pond with a basket of berries, Ah Jian didn't see any magpies.

He went to the stream, took off his shoes, washed his feet, and put the berries in the water with the basket.The water washes away the dirt on the berries, and the berries are smooth and shiny, making them mouth-watering.

The bushes rustled, and a young man in blue jumped down from the tree, walked up to Ah Jian and sat down.His arm was injured, and it was hastily bandaged, and the blood came out.A Jian looked at him, and he looked at A Jian.

"...You, are you a magpie?" A Jian was surprised.

The boy snorted in reply.

"I'm Feilian, what's your name?"

A Jian told him.The injury on Feilian's arm didn't look very good. Ah Jian hurried out of the water, stepped on the clean grass a few times to dry off the water on his feet, put on his shoes and ran into the temple.The small basket in the stream was kicked down by him, and the red, yellow and purple fruits rolled into the water and flowed downstream with the water.Feilian couldn't bear it, so he quickly jumped into the water to pick it up.

After taking the medicine and cloth strips, Ah Jian re-bandaged Feilian.Feilian didn't even say thank you, and ate the berries by himself.The fruit bounced from his fingers and slipped steadily into the mouth, only to see that there were fewer and fewer fruits in the basket.

Ah Jian looked again after bandaging, and there was nothing in the basket.

"...Have you finished eating?" Ah Jian couldn't believe it, "I didn't eat any of it."

Fei Lian grinned, and threw the small basket into the water, with a whole red berry sandwiched between the two rows of white teeth: "There is one more."

A Jian lowered his eyes, jumped into the water and picked up the small basket: "But you have already eaten."

The arm was gently pulled.Fei Lian pulled him to his side, pressed the berry with the tip of his tongue, and pushed it into Ah Jian's mouth.

In the end, he was still not satisfied, and he wrapped his tongue around and stirred a few times.

Ah Jian's heart was like thunder, Fei Lian smiled and kissed him on the lips again, and he didn't react.

"Is it sweet?" Fei Lian asked.

The juice of the berries flows between the lips and teeth, which is the unique coolness and sweetness at the turn of spring and summer when the heat is just transpiring.

A Jian nodded silently.