After the general fell ill

The two entered Ling'an Temple.

There are not many pilgrims today, the temple is filled with the smell of burning incense, and the ancient pines and cypresses are floating in the corridors around the pagoda.

Su Ce just sat and rested for a while, then stood up again to look for Gu Yan who was standing in front of the sandalwood shop.

When Su Ce walked over, he saw Gu Yan walking towards him with a bundle of sandalwood in his hand. Su Ce deeply felt that he felt what Cai He Liang was feeling just now, and said speechlessly, "I never thought that Gu Tingyuan, the great general of the Qin Dynasty, would actually believe in God." Ghost story?"

Gu Yan shook his head, bathed in Su Ce's strange eyes, held sandalwood in his hand and lit it in the oil lamp, and then used the technique taught to him by the incense seller just now to worship Shakyamuni Buddha in the temple three times.

Then respectfully inserted the sandalwood on the incense burner, Su Ce watched Gu Yan quietly from the beginning to the end.This set of standard worship to Buddha is short of kneeling down and praying.

He couldn't figure out what kind of wish Gu Yan wanted to realize, but he needed to burn incense and worship Buddha to gain comfort, or to increase his confidence.

Could it be...he wants a child? !

Su Ce was really shocked by his own whimsy, and then glanced at Gu Yan with dark eyes.

When Gu Yan just turned around, he couldn't help being caught in the spot by Su Ce's sinister gaze, and in the blink of an eye, Su Ce's eyes returned to Gujing Wubo.

"Okay?" Seeing him coming out, Su Ce turned around and continued walking when he approached.

"Okay." Gu Yan followed him in a few steps, leaning against his side, watching his expression sideways, seeing Su Ce's relaxed expression, after a moment of contemplation, he decided to seriously answer his question just now.

"An Lan, I never believe in ghosts and gods, but sometimes I have to believe it." Gu Yan said slowly.

This sentence was endless and illogical, Su Ce nodded absently, only to hear Gu Yan continue: "At the beginning of my self-learning, I only believed that fate was in my own hands, but you—"

"But your fate is not up to me. Whether it works or not, I will always worship you." Let yourself be at ease, a heart of sandalwood money.

Su Ce was a little impatient when he heard the words: "You can do whatever you want."

His indifferent attitude made Gu Yan's heart cold. Since entering the temple, Su Ce's eyes have never stayed on the Buddha statues, incense burners, bodhi trees, and stupas. In his eyes worthless.

It is not as attractive as the moss and weeds beside the pagoda.

Gu Yan thought carefully about Su Ce's abnormality today, and recalled Su Ce's attitude when the two of them were talking about temples and Taoist temples that day, the more he thought about it, the more strange he became.

At this time, Su Ce, who was walking aimlessly beside him, stopped, passed Gu Yan and walked straight to a prayer wheel.

Then Gu Yan saw Su Ce playing with the prayer wheel expressionlessly.

This made him feel that it might be a chance to strike up a conversation, and he leaned closer and said softly, "An Lan, the temple is nothing interesting, let's go to Baiyun Temple after a while."

Su Ce nodded perfunctorily, Gu Yan pretended not to see Su Ce's face, and continued: "I heard that there was a prince who devoted himself to Taoism in the past, and then..."

"Later, they used the astronomy and calendar they practiced to deceive the king and seek power and usurp the throne." Su Ce took the conversation and sneered.

His appearance made Gu Yan feel that his spine was even more chilled than that momentary gloomy gaze.

Su Ce restrained his temper just now, and said restrainedly, "Ting Yuan, death is something you don't need to rush for."

He walked around the temple all the way, thinking about death, and the atmosphere of the temple was suitable for contemplation, although he didn't like it here.

"Grandfather believed in Buddhism. When I was young, he would take me to visit various temples in Chang'an City." Su Ce casually played with the prayer wheel, and said with lowered eyes, "Maybe I'm not pious, and I often bump into temples." Touch, one piece of blue and one piece of purple. One day, I met a monk who claimed to be here for alms, and told me a day before he left."

"It was only later that I learned that it was the day my grandfather died."

Su Ce's eyes were like deep pools of cold water, and his expression was sarcasm, which was quite different from his usual.

"This monk said that I have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, but it's just polite words. Does the predestined relationship have to wait until the death of my grandfather and the decline of the Su family?"

Su Ce himself didn't care much about religious beliefs, so he worshiped whenever he saw them, but who knew that he met far more than this one "high monk and master".

They predicted the rest of his life, but they themselves encroached or killed during the years of war.He saw through their whitewashed appearance what was inside them.

Just like the prince of the former dynasty, he thought he had advanced cultivation, so he used it to play tricks on the world.

It's not a matter of resentment, he just doesn't like it, if Gu Yan insists on asking him to worship, it's all right.

Maybe this time, he could meet a monk who directly predicted his death.

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21. Sincerely

"However, the benefactor's eyes are blocked by a leaf, and he can't see his true heart."

Gu Yan stared at Su Ce's mocking expression, and guessed that the sentence "Your fate is not up to me" just now stimulated him. He didn't know that Su Ce had such deep-rooted opinions on Buddhism.

For a while, I didn't know how to speak. Death is always a taboo that is hard to touch in the world, so Gu Yan could only stand silently beside Su Ce, listening to his unfinished words.

"He thought he had seen through the destiny, so he told me a certain date in a mysterious way, and said that the secret of heaven should not be revealed. Is this the "fate" in their mouths? "

Su Ce laughed at himself, stretched out his hand to control the prayer wheel in place, turned around and walked towards the Bodhi tree in front of him.

"After years of war, I haven't seen them make a difference, but they like to talk eloquently. Maybe it's because they see others clinging to their words for a lifetime to live."

Gu Yan followed closely, and the words from Su Ce's mouth could be described as heartbreaking, but Gu Yan himself did not believe in Buddhism, so he didn't feel deeply.Su Ce's words became more and more depressing, which made Gu Yan more worried about his body.

"How can my life be decided by others." Su Ce's voice was ethereal and light. Gu Yan heard the reputation and looked over, only to see a water-blue figure standing quietly under the bodhi tree, looking up at the century-old tree.

Contrary to the luxuriant branches and leaves growing vertically and horizontally, Su Ce's body was lifeless. Gu Yan deeply felt that if he hesitated again, he would regret it for the rest of his life. His heart tightened, and he comforted him: "An Lan, since you don't like this place, let's go Bar."

The bodhi tree in Ling'an Temple has been around for hundreds of years. It has a thick trunk, lush branches and leaves, full of greenery in spring and shade in summer. It is like an ancient god guarding the pagoda.Su Ce was thinking about death, but felt regretful when he saw this towering old tree.

He originally wanted to drag this body until the day when the medicine could no longer work on him, and it wouldn't be too long.There are still successors to complete the things he is obsessed with, and Gu Yan is very good by his side.

He has nothing left to ask for.

Under the Bodhi tree, he unexpectedly remembered his days in Yinzhou. The Su family in Yinzhou had a much more profound background than this old tree. Thinking of the century-old family ending in his own hands, Su Ce parted his lips and let out a wry smile.

It is a pity that we cannot see the scenery that this Bodhi tree can witness.

The Qin Dynasty has just started, but it is difficult for him to catch up with the dynasty's pace.

Seeing that Su Ce ignored him, the fear in Gu Yan's heart gradually increased. Who knows what people who want to die will think about a tree, and most of them are related to death, which makes Gu Yan have an illusion.

——Su Ce will definitely disappear into the world without anyone noticing.

He didn't hesitate anymore, stepped forward and hugged Su Ce from behind, lowered his body slightly, put his chin lightly on Su Ce's shoulder and neck, and said in a deep voice, "An Lan, your fate is not up to others, but It's not up to you. Don't think about it, don't think about anything death-related."

"You said that you don't need to rush to death, so take your time. Stop, stop and take a good look at Chang'an City. Aren't you curious about Daqin's future?"

Occasionally, some pilgrims passed by, and when they saw the two silently embracing each other, they wisely avoided the two and did not disturb them.

"Daqin has no shortage of insightful people, and you." Continued my unfinished business and showed me unseen scenery, Su Ce remained unmoved.

The topic between them seems to have returned to that night again. This is like a hurdle, and no one is willing to back down.

"An Lan, can you take a good look at me?" After a long time, Gu Yan said shyly, "Daqin can live without you, but I need you."

The body in Gu Yan's arms suddenly tensed up, and he trembled for a moment, only to hear a sigh in his ear: "It costs money and effort to raise me, and I can't leave an heir, what are you planning?"

As soon as the words fell, Su Ce was forced to turn around by Gu Yan, and saw the man in front of him with a tight jaw and gloomy eyes, obviously a sign of anger.

"Gu is an ordinary person. When he saw the general's handsome face, he thought about it. He just wanted to spend the spring night with the general. Who knew that the general's health was really bad, so he had no choice but to persuade the general to take care of his body." Gu Yan's expression was casual, as if these few sentences violated harmony. His words are what he thinks.

Su Ce slightly raised his eyebrows, and said speechlessly, "Ting Yuan, don't say anything that doesn't please you."

Gu Yan swept away the pretentious gesture just now, and was pleased that Su Ce didn't listen to his nonsense, but also angry with Su Ce's indifferent attitude, "Su Anlan, even if you are someone I can't afford, you don't want to report to Lord Yan. You were able to grit your teeth and survive while assisting the young emperor in the country of Yan, but why did you become a coward in Daqin instead?"

Su Ce didn't want to spend too much time talking with him, and after reaching out to brush Gu Yan's arm away, he lost the interest to continue wandering, and went straight to the gate of the temple.

But he heard a voice behind him: "Benefactor, please stay."

Su Ce paused, feeling strange. Turning around, he saw a monk who seemed to be in his forties looking at him with a smile.

Su Ce: "I don't know what advice the master has?"

Monk: "Amitabha, although the donor looks sick, there is a happy event recently."

"Oh?" The monk I met in the past