Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

Pei Xiangyun licked his lips, avoiding Master Mingxuan's gaze.

The Buddha beads in the hands of the old host collided, making a crisp sound, which could be heard very clearly in the silent hall.

"If a person commits a lot of evil, he will definitely enter the endless hell after death, and he will never be reborn forever."

Even though Pei Xiangyun had expected his answer a long time ago, he was still shocked when he heard it.

"There is a cycle of karma, and retribution is unpleasant. If you plant evil causes, you will inevitably eat evil fruits..." the presiding officer said, "But if you have a heart of repentance, find the source of evil, and repent and correct with kindness, the Buddha will enlighten him. The so-called predestined person is just a person who has fully realized what is the cause and what is the effect.”

After listening to him, Pei Xiangyun felt that he seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand. After hesitating for a while, he said softly: "If I worship Buddha now, will my wish be fulfilled?"

Mei Yanran glared at him, as if reminding him that such words were too impolite for monks.

Master Mingxuan stopped turning the rosary in his hand, and looked at Pei Xiangyun carefully for a while.

Pei Xiangyun felt guilty from his gaze, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his hands holding the futon began to tremble.

At the end, the old monk said softly: "Almsgiver, you are not sincere."

"Go back and think about it carefully, are you sincerely believing in worshiping the gods and Buddhas, or are you forcing the gods and Buddhas to satisfy your own private thoughts?"

After he finished speaking, he sighed and turned into the back room.

Mei Yanran looked at Pei Xiangyun who seemed a little lost, so she comforted him: "Don't lose heart, maybe today is my fault, I shouldn't force you in."

The little girl's apologetic voice made Pei Xiangyun's heart even more confused.

He moved his lips: "It's my fault, it has nothing to do with you."

Mei Yanran only thought that he was trying to make herself happy, so she poked his arm: "But you don't have to be too sad, and come to worship when you are ready. The Buddha is magnanimous and saves all sentient beings, so he won't blame you."

Pei Xiangyun smiled weakly, and gave a faint "hmm".

"Don't be sad, I can still teach you how to embroider a sachet."

Mei Yanran got up from the futon, felt in her bosom, and took out an exquisitely shaped sachet, on which was embroidered a pair of mandarin ducks lying cross-necked. .

"Here, if a girl from Yandu likes a man from a certain family, she will embroider a sachet as a token of love for him."

After Mei Yanran finished speaking, she seemed to realize that the person in front of her didn't seem to be a "girl". With a light cough, she pulled Pei Xiangyun up from the futon: "It's true, it's true that it's okay for men to give men away."

"After the matter between me and Ah Feng is settled in the next year, I will teach you how to embroider sachets. Don't be unhappy, okay?"

Pei Xiangyun lowered his eyes, and met Mei Yanran's bright black eyes.

Some people are born with rich clothes and good food. They have a lot of things, so they are not afraid of losing anything. Even if they lose it, they are confident that they can get it back.

But Pei Xiangyun was different.

He has never had anything but a master who is on top of his heart.Now the old monk said that he was not sincere, and the Buddha would not respond, which was enough to make him lose his mind for a long time.

"How about..." Mei Yanran said in a low voice, "I will teach you how to embroider other patterns. We don't embroider mandarin ducks. Many people have mandarin ducks. Master Jiang may not like them."

Pei Xiangyun didn't want her to be bothered by him anymore, so he could only agree.

Mei Yanran thought that he was no longer sad, and was even happier, so she went to the back room to bid farewell to the host.

For a while, Pei Xiangyun was the only one left in front of the Buddha.

The blue lantern ancient Buddha and the bodhisattva lowered their eyebrows, looking at the ordinary world suffering from the eight sufferings with compassion and justice.

Pei Xiangyun lifted his robe, slowly knelt down on the futon, bowed his head reverently, and pressed his forehead to the ground.

"I am full of evil, I can't be considered a good person, and I don't deserve good results..." He said silently in his heart, "But the teacher is the best person I have ever seen in this world. Lord Buddha, please protect him from illness and disaster in this life. Longevity."

People who have never believed in gods and Buddhas piously bowed their heads three times, thinking about the appearance of that person in their hearts.

He gave up thousands of his own selfish desires, and deeply buried his rebellious obsession with two lives in his heart, only wishing for Jiang Yi to have a smooth and worry-free life for the rest of his life.

Even if he may not be there for the rest of his life.

Pei Xiangyun kowtowed for a long while at last, then stood up silently, just in time for Mei Yanran to come out from the back room.

"Just now I told Master Mingxuan, if you figure it out tomorrow, you can come tomorrow too..." Mei Yanran said, "Do you want to come tomorrow? If you want to come, I will sneak out to accompany you."

The little girl seemed to really feel sorry for him, and her eyes were full of apology.

"No need..."

Pei Xiangyun smiled at her: "Originally, Master asked me to protect you, how can you let the princess come here for me?"

While the two were talking, they had already walked outside the temple, crossed the high threshold, and stood on the street again.

Leaving the solemn temple, the lively atmosphere before the festival filled the whole body again, and the silence just now was like a dream.

The two walked forward, and not far away, they saw two people sitting at the open-air tea table, and they looked extraordinary in the crowd.

Mei Yanran's eyes lit up, she tiptoed among the crowd and went towards them, then lay down next to Lu Yifeng's ear and blew a breath.

The fifteenth prince trembled in fright, knocked the tea cup in his hand on the edge of the table, almost had no time to swallow the tea in his mouth, and said in a daze, "Are you scary?"

Mei Yanran stood behind him with her hands behind her back with an innocent face: "What's the matter?"

"What's wrong?"

Lu Yifeng hurriedly put the teacup on the table, frowned and said, "Have you played enough?"

Mei Yanran accepts it when she sees a deal: "Enough playing..."

"How old are you..." Lu Yifeng muttered, "Go back when you've had enough fun."

Mei Yanran didn't object, and pulled up his sleeve very obediently.

It was only then that Pei Xiangyun realized that the movement when she pulled her sleeve was different from the movement of pulling Lu Yifeng's sleeve.

The little girl seemed to know how to measure, she only slightly pulled a corner of his sleeve, and let it go immediately.But now when he was holding Lu Yifeng, his hand seemed to be glued to it.

Lu Yifeng didn't know her little thoughts, so he nodded to Jiang Yi: "Then I'm leaving, we'll talk about it later in the year."

Jiang Yi nodded, watching his friend turn and leave, only to see the fifteenth princess who was still dressed in men's clothes turned her head and winked playfully.

He froze for a moment, originally thought he was greeting himself, but unexpectedly Mei Yanran continued: "Don't forget, we have an appointment."

Appointment?

Jiang Yi glanced sideways, only to notice that the wolf cub was standing behind him again at some point, with a pair of deep black eyes looking forward, exchanged glances with Mei Yanran, and then nodded slightly.

What's the deal between the two of them?

Jiang Yi had doubts in his heart, and after Lu Yifeng took his little princess away, he tapped on the table lightly: "Sit..."

Pei Xiangyun sat down opposite him and filled his cup of tea first.

"Where did you go?" Jiang Yi asked, "Let's hear it."

Seeing that he took the initiative to ask about things related to himself, Pei Xiangyun quickly reported carefully, starting from the first stall where Mei Yanran bought crispy candies, and even said that the things the little princess bought cost a few ingots of silver. Be clear.

Jiang Yi listened for a while with his cheeks propped up, and had to interrupt: "Pei Xiangyun..."

The person who was declaring the name of the dish just now heard the teacher call his name, immediately shut up, and then cautiously said: "Master?"

"You said that Princess Fifteen bought those snacks with your money..." Jiang Yi said lightly, "Is that so?"

Pei Xiangyun nodded because he didn't know.

Seeing that he was still confused, Jiang Yi gritted his teeth a bit more in his voice: "Then what do you mean by giving me the name of the dish now? Do you want me to put the money on you?"

Only then did Pei Xiangyun understand what he meant: "No, the student didn't mean that."

"Then you continue to talk about this?" Jiang Yi glared at him, "The key point..."

"After shopping, we went to a temple in the back street. The fifteenth princess asked for a lottery in the temple..." Pei Xiangyun said concisely, "Then we came out."

"Ask for a signature?"

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows: "What kind of autograph are you asking for?"

"She said it was a lottery..." Pei Xiangyun said, "The Fifteenth Princess asked for a hundred lottery sticks, saying that they would be counted as gifts to the fifteenth prince on the day of their wedding, just to win the lottery."

The corners of Jiang Yi's lips curled up slightly after hearing this, and he said softly, "Fools are blessed with fools."

When Pei Xiangyun looked up at him, he seemed to see a flash of envy and loneliness on the teacher's face.

Under the light and shadow of the swaying lanterns next to him, the envious auspicious light was like feathers, which made people suspect that it was his own illusion.

He has almost never seen such an expression from the teacher. He moved his lips and wanted to ask, but finally held back.

"What did you just say about the appointment?"

Pei Xiangyun remembered what Mei Yanran said about the so-called "token of love", and his cheeks became hot: "It's nothing, it's not important."

"Master, it's getting late..." He changed the subject, "Let's go back too."

Love to talk or not.

Jiang Yi was too lazy to argue with him, drank the hot tea in the cup, gathered the cloak on his body and got up, suddenly remembered something, took off the cloak and threw it to him: "You can put it on."

"Can……"

"I'm not cold, so much nonsense..." Jiang Yi said, "Persuade me to throw you outside again."

Pei Xiangyun knew that he was definitely not joking, so he hesitated for a while and put the cloak on himself.

The two walked against the crowd towards the intersection, and there were fewer and fewer people around.Some shops seemed to have no business, and they closed early. The windows were dark, and the snow-covered road was illuminated by three or two lanterns hanging from a tree on one side.

Pei Xiangyun's gaze lingered on the surrounding scenery and pedestrians, and he found that the lantern festival he watched with Jiang Yi in his previous life was completely different from the present one.

He still prefers the present after all.

What the teacher cares about has not been lost, I have not done those wrong things, the ground under my feet has not been stained red with blood, everything has just begun, and there is still time.

He was so engrossed in thinking about things that he didn't notice that Jiang Yi stopped and almost bumped into the teacher.

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Yi frowned, "Walk carefully while walking."

The brain is not very bright, so it is even more stupid.

Just as Pei Xiangyun was about to speak, Jiang Yi said, "Stretch out your hand."

He stretched out his hand without knowing why, and a red lucky bag lightly fell into the palm of his hand.

The lucky bag is not the size of a palm, but it is heavy in the hand, and you can still hear the crisp sound when the things inside collide.

Jiang Yi avoided his gaze, and said vaguely: "It is the custom of the Han people to give lucky money to the juniors during the New Year. Since you want to integrate into Dayan, then these etiquettes are indispensable."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Pei Xiangyun didn't respond for a long time, he couldn't help but get a little more impatient in his tone: "What are you doing in a daze? Don't give it back to me."

"need……"

Pei Xiangyun hid the tenderness in his eyes, held the lucky bag tightly, and said softly, "Thank you, Master, for your trouble."

The author says:

Jiang Jiang: idiot;

Gouzi: Hey ovo