My cat has the throne

Decide on the style of the marriage letter, and listen to Granny Hong tell the story of herself and her husband while doing embroidery.

In the small bungalow in the mountains and forests, there is a weak charcoal fire in the brazier, and the crisp cold wind rushes in through the crack of the door. The cold and heat are mixed into a comfortable temperature, making people feel lost in a trance, as if all the troubles in the world have nothing to do with them .It wasn't until he yawned sleepily that he realized that the night was getting dark.

"Oh, I forgot the time as soon as we started chatting!" Granny Hong put down her work and looked at the clock on the wall. "I'm afraid the gates of the scenic spot are closed at this time. You can only spend one night on the mountain." .”

Discuss searching for hotels on mobile phones. Unfortunately, June has just entered the peak tourist season, and the surrounding hotels are already fully booked.

"Let's go to Wannian Temple to try our luck." Fu Si picked up the embroidery - he brought it here specially to ask Granny Hong to help embroider his and Shangqian's names, which is considered a wedding photo.

Grandma Hong sent the two of them to the door, looked at the temple not far away, only sporadic lights left, and shook her head: "The temple may be closed, or else you can stay at my house for a night and put together the stools, barely I can sleep."

If you can sleep, you can sleep, but the stool is narrow and awake, and you wake up with a sore waist after a night of sleep.

It was completely dark.

Discussing holding up his mobile phone to illuminate, on the road from Grandma Hong’s house to Wannian Temple, on both sides of the steps paved with bluestone slabs, there are red ropes twisted from rough hemp, and concentric locks made of brass are hung on the red ropes— —The two locks are interlocked and hung on the red rope, implying that they will be united forever.

The wind and rain have stained the locks with a patina, and some have even broken.

Unlucky lock.But a pair of locks alone cannot bless a smooth life.

"It's better to kiss your sweetheart more than spend time on this." Fu Si hugged the embroidery with one hand on his chest, and held Shangqian's hand with the other. The words were followed by action, and he kissed Shangqian's chin near the earlobe.

"In front of the Buddhist temple, little prince, can you be more prudent?" Shang Kan looked over helplessly, and Fu Sili said boldly, "What's the matter? When I was a cat, you often kissed me like this!"

Can cats and relatives be the same?

Besides, if he had known that Da Huangzi was the eldest prince at the time, he wouldn't have been so outgoing... Anyway, he had to be more reserved and maintain a gentle image in front of his future boyfriend. Now that I think about it, I feel embarrassed.

The light from the mobile phone illuminated his reddish cheeks. Before he could say anything, he raised his eyes and saw a man in cassock standing on the bluestone road in front of him. Into the rucksack slung over his shoulder.

Bulky.

It seems that there are quite a few people who cannot "be united forever".

After discussing it, he recognized that the other party was the abbot of Wannian Temple, thinking that this is really sleepy and there is a pillow.

He hurriedly led Fu Si forward, and saluted with palms together: "I met Master again, this time I still hope that you can take us in for a night—the two of us."

The master abbot looked at the two of them for a while, but he didn't answer, and the discussion was a bit uncertain. After all, Fu Si was wearing a strange dress, and the two were holding hands. Just now, Fu Si kissed him, maybe the abbot saw it.

The red granny can tolerate them, but the pure Buddhism is not necessarily the case.

The abbot master didn't speak, and continued to walk his own way, taking off the broken copper lock along the way.

Probably because the bag was too heavy, it slipped from the abbot's shoulders, but Fu Si caught it in time with quick eyesight and quick hands.

The bag is heavy and falls to the hands.Fu Si was injured, and he hurried to pick it up because he was afraid that he would hurt the wound.

The two of them returned the bag with four hands, and the abbot lowered his eyes to look at it, "Take it. I'll go back with me later."

The meaning is very clear, if you want to have a home, you have to hold it for the master.

Fu Si hastily hung the bag on his shoulders.

The abbot unhurriedly repeated the action of picking and releasing the lock. It took more than half an hour to walk the [-]-meter-long bluestone road.The bag on Fu Si's shoulders became heavier and heavier, and the abbot asked several times "Can you afford it?" He always said it was fine.

But looking at the fine sweat dripping from his forehead, and the dark color of the embroidery in his arms faded, he held him back and refused to let him go, and then went to pick up the bag on his shoulder.Fu Si is not willing to let him suffer this burden, discussing in a low voice: "Don't be brave, I'm here."

Even if the discussion has no power to restrain the chicken, it must be shared, because he and Fu Si are together, "we".

Shangqian stubbornly took the bag from Fu Si's shoulder, immediately felt that the action was as difficult as the top of Mount Tai, but he still insisted on following behind the abbot.

Walking to the end of the red rope, the abbot took off the last concentric lock that was loosened, but this one was newer than the previous ones, and there was no trace of rust—perhaps, when the red rope was hung, the person who made the wish didn't lock it at all— — Hopeless hope, why force it.

With the light of the mobile phone's lighting, Shangqian vaguely saw the word "Shen" engraved on one of the pair of concentric locks.

Discussion heart a shiver.

On the other one, the word "memory" is not engraved, right?

The fear that Fu Yi brings to the discussion is like the night, pervasive.The whole body of the discussion turned cold, and he couldn't help thinking that he could send Fu Si here, or maybe... take it back, everything was up to his will - no one could figure out what he would choose.

Discussion held Fu Si's hand tightly.

——The hand that was held with great difficulty, how could it be easily let go!

The abbot put away all the broken locks, and took the bag from the shoulder of the panic-stricken man. It didn't feel heavy, and his pace was much faster than before, and the direction was not back to the temple.

Discussing the uneasiness intensified, he and Fu Si looked at each other, and saw the same worry in each other's eyes.

The abbot probably knows something too.

Follow quickly, all the way up from outside the temple, until you come to the front of the Jinding cliff.

Familiar places bring back bad memories.

The abbot put down the bag, turned his back to the two, looked at the dark sea of ​​clouds, and suddenly said——

"This place is indeed a thousand times better than Chu State. Nephew's birthday is going well this time, isn't it?"

The night wind howls.

Fu Si felt that the blood in his whole body was coagulated.

Nephew?

Who else would call him a nephew?

Isn't it the uncle who became a monk in Yuhua Temple-didn't he say that he is not from the Fu family, so the title of uncle is out of the question?

Now it's easy to call my nephew.

He also came.

Being able to come here is also due to Fu Yi's handwriting, right?He and Fu Yi have been together from beginning to end. Fu Yi's crazy behavior is because of his mother's tragic experience.And as Mingyue Shen's former lover, the eldest uncle may not have contributed to it.

The joy of dream come true all day was punctured by reality in an instant.

Fu Si's heart suddenly flustered, and it was only at this time that he realized that he was so overwhelmed by joy that he didn't even consider the most basic question: he came here in a human body, where did the cat go?Been exchanged to Chu State?He thought that he could stay together with Shangqian, but what about Chu State, which was being defeated steadily in the flames of war?Is it possible to ask cats to relieve the country?

Fu Yi is still making trouble in the army, the royal family is an imperial envoy, who dares to disobey and who dares to set things right?Is it a cat?

The cold wind dried Fu Sideng's sweat, but it stirred up a new layer of cold sweat.

Just now, the abbot asked repeatedly: "Can you afford it?"

What you are asking is not the lock, but the world of Chu.

Whether you can afford it or not is another matter. Sincerely speaking, Fu Si doesn't want to bear it.

He grew up in a remote place in Shuzhou, without the favor of the royal family, and has no great ambitions in his life—except to discuss with him until he grows old. This is the longest plan in his life—why should he be held accountable at this time? , instead of spending a lifetime in peace and stability?

Fu Si's silence was understandable even in the discussion.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, the hunting night wind blows the hem of the clothes - the abbot's cassock, Fu Si's battle clothes, Shangqian's shirt... The sense of chaotic overlapping of time and space makes people dizzy, and Shangqian holds Fu Si's arm to feel at ease , "Since you said so, I will also call you Uncle—"

"We are very happy with Fu Si's birthday ceremony... There is no need to say anything else. Since you know that this place is better than Chu State, and you have already become a monk, what can you not let go of? Why bother with Fu Yi and go to the enemy of the world. the road?"

The abbot didn't look back, but looked down at the poor concentric locks at his feet, and his voice drifted in the wind, which seemed extraordinarily deep, "Is there anything I can't let go? I have picked it up, put it down again, and what I am still attached to is just Knowing the karma, but not letting go of myself.”

In front of you is the abyss, and behind you is the stable ground. The abbot sighed: "Do you know the name of this place?"

Of course I know, this is the place where my mother Xie Sui committed suicide when I was young, and it is also the place where Fu Yi first appeared in the discussion life, he pursed his lips: "Sacrifice Cliff."

The abbot shook his head and corrected: "Take care of your body, not sacrifice your body. Among the three wonders of Emei, when the Buddha's light shines everywhere, all living beings can see themselves from it, so it is to take care of your body. It is also rare in this life, and it means to take care of yourself."【1】

Give up your body, take your body.

The difference of one word, the mood is very different.

At that time, Fu Yi stood here indifferently watching Xie Sui's search for death, and went against the world with a cold heart; now, standing here with Fu Si, Shang Qan and Fu Si would think of the Buddha's light that lucky encounter, Shang Qan and Mao Mao both In the light of Buddha——

Life is lucky and should be cherished.

"There are too many words, and the child didn't say anything. I understand his intentions, and I can't stop him." The abbot turned around with compassionate eyes, "Everything has a destiny, children."

"Fu Si, you seem to be able to let go of everything and live happily here for the rest of your life. But everything is predestined, and if you ask for it, you will be given. Your surname is Fu, and the honor and demerit of the Fu family are all related to you. The life of Chu State The common people are just like the copper lock you just shouldered, no matter how heavy it is, you can't give it up halfway, unless someone takes over the heavy responsibility for you, you will have nothing to lose.

Only when Chu State no longer needs you can you truly leave Chu State. "

Fu Si's eyes were as dark as the night, and he understood what the other party said in his heart. He put aside his responsibility and identity, just as a man of Chu, he couldn't ignore it, and only wanted to be fulfilled when the mountains and rivers were in danger and the people were in danger.

He didn't really have a choice.

But in the end, he will still be unwilling: "But I'm already here!" He clenched the hands of the discussion and the precious embroidery.

If you go back and fight for the people, life and death are unknown.Even if he wins, how long will it take for the day when Fu Si is no longer needed in the country of Chu?

One year or two years?ten years? 50 years?

These days far away from discussions are past, and there is no way to make up for them.

Why do you have to let him sacrifice himself for others?Why is it so unfair!Fu Si gritted his teeth, his mouth was full of blood.

But he knew he had to go back.

The sky gradually turned fish-belly white, and the golden morning sun peeked out from the tumbling sea of ​​clouds.

The abbot looked at the dawn, and said in a sad tone: "He gave you a gift on your birthday, of course it was only on your birthday...he has blessed too many people...including his mother, including me, and even you...let me tell you However, before she died, her mind was lax and unable to be reborn, but the child was willing to sacrifice herself to fulfill her mother...

Everything is destined, people will always go to the right place, at the right time, and meet the right person... I have seen her, old and single, doing embroidery that I had no interest in before, and loved someone who used to be The person I can never fall in love with... is completely different from before, but very happy.

This is a blessing in misfortune, but you may have a better ending..."

The wind blows away these muffled voices, and a new sun shines on the earth.

Sunshine took away Fu Si's birthday gift, and brought back the ancient time and space together with the embroidery that overlapped the past and the present.

Looking at the hands that were free, Shangqian slowly raised his head, and there were still photos of him and Fu Si in the sunlight.

Another thousand years have passed.

But I will definitely see you again.

Will.

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Originally intended to be published as two chapters, they were merged together.

The next chapter is still at nine o'clock in the evening~