Chapter 48 Small loss, big loss

Xue Qianwu listened to Master Chongjing talking about the past and sighed deeply. Thinking about this Chongjing teacher, he must pursue pure beauty, otherwise after so many years, he still can't let go of it.

We stay together and confront each other, love each other and hurt each other, the horns of feelings, but that's all.

For the rest of the night, the two leaned against the railing and looked at the vast distance, both of whom were silent. I don't know if the elder in the attic and Dongfang Biren have seen this scene. Anyway, they didn't come to disturb the noise. What a rare silence.

Maybe they are also talking about the past. The pages of feelings are yellow in the years. The only comforting thing is that as long as love is true for a long time, the value becomes more and more precious at any time. Between the lines, there is a distant and simple fragrance. Close your eyes and hear it.

Chongjing Shitai, the elder of Zhongtong, don't like ** people with good intentions. Even if there are thousands of wounds and thousands of sad and happy feelings, they can only be hidden in the heart and chewed alone. Tossing and turning, I thought about it all.

But once you meet someone who can speak, even if this person is described as young and has a big gap with his own age, he will have an incompetent friendship. In the middle of the night, we talked about it.

A thousand cups of wine are less than a confidant, and more words are not speculative. Master Chongjing is of the same kind as Xue Qianwu. The elder of Zhongtong also has a certain fit with Dongfang Biren.

Will Dongfang Biren tell his identity to the elders? Elder Zhongtong has a pair of pierced eyes, or has he guessed that Master Dongfang? For Buddhists, a few words are the words of enlightenment. There is no need to say, until now.

Although the weather in late spring and early summer is not as good as June, the climate in Biyun Mountain has always been difficult to think about. All year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter, it seems to be broadcast randomly, sunny and cold, rain and snow are unpredictable.

It rained heavily from last evening to late at night. Later, the dark clouds dispersed and the moon came out for a while. At dawn, there were snow crystals the size of salt. Snow crystal is not as large as hail, but it is not as soft as goose feather snowflakes. It hits people's faces and itches and hurts. After falling to the ground, it is not easy to melt. When it accumulates for breakfast, the mountain is like a fine layer of crushed salt. Step on it, slippery and frozen.

Shi Tai's proud disciple, Miss Yanzhi hasn't come back yet. Xue Qianwu always felt that a female nun came to do something and didn't return all night, which was strange. I didn't see him hear about his trip first. Because he had a good impression on Yanzhi, Xue Qianwu always wanted to get to know her, and it was not in vain. Thinking about this, I remembered her safety.

After using Zao Zhai, Dongfang Biren originally wanted to leave. Xue Qianwu discussed with him with a pleading look, "Can we wait for the girl Yanzhi to come back? Just hearing Master Chongjing talk about her, I feel very close to her.

Dongfang Biren didn't want to go against her wishes and said, "It's nothing to leave a little earlier and a little later. If I don't follow you, your bad temper will come up and I won't go to the capital with you, won't I be in the wrong time?

"What a good husband, I will be twice as good to you!" Xue Qianwu got a bargain and didn't forget to sell good, and his oily voice was smooth.

Dongfang Biren looked at the teacher, swallowed his words into his stomach, and stopped talking nonsense with her. After all, in the land of Buddhism, it is better to keep bees and honey, and it is better to be as clean as water.

But waiting like this is not the way. Dongfang Biren pulled Xue Qianwu and said to the teacher and the elder, "Why don't you find someone to lead the way? I will go to Qinghe Town with the beggar to find the girl Yanzhi."

Master Chongjing was too restless and nodded and said, "I and the old man are separated from the world for decades, and it is inconvenient to go down the mountain and then enter the secular world. It would be better to have you go with the monks in the temple.

"Let Yutai go. After he returned last night, he didn't leave. He and Yanzhi have been deeply in love since childhood. If he didn't see her return safely, I'm afraid he can't eat..." Elder Zhongtong recommended.

Master Chongjing's affectionate eyes were full of warning. She stared at the elder Chongtong angrily for a long time before saying, "Yanzhi will inherit my mantle in the future. Don't make her emotional! Your Yutai disciple dares to hook up with her. I'm the first one who won't forgive that bastard!"

Elder Zhongtong stopped talking, but Xue Qianwu said curiously, "Last night, didn't the teacher ask the handsome brother to find someone? Today, when the elder said that the teacher was angry instead, it was really strange and difficult to understand!"

"What is this?" Master Chongjing said angrily, "I can send the monks in the temple by myself, but he can't!" As soon as he intervenes, there will be more trouble!"

"Does the elders of Zhongtong have the intention to cultivate mandarin ducks? There are many pairs of mandarin ducks, and Master Chongjing is too envious? Can't you keep this envy? As soon as he couldn't keep the festival, the elder Zhongtong made a wish? Xue Qianwu laughed.

The elder Zhongtong's face blushed, the Chongjing Shitai blushed, and Dongfang Biren's face turned red. The three of them said the same thing in different tones: "Don't talk nonsense..."

Xue Qianwu was going to be killed by their deep eyes. He hurriedly covered his face and said, "Govers, make waves, that's what I am. Don't embarrass me."

At this time, Yutai came over. Xue Qianwuru met the savior and called eagerly, "This little brother, please lead the way quickly!" It's not good to be late!"

Yutai trembled, walked to Master Chongjing, knelt down with tears and said, "Please allow your disciples to walk together."

Master Chongjing took a look at Elder Chongtong and saw that he did not make a statement and only lowered his head to read the scriptures. Then he agreed to Yutai's request: "Go quickly and lead by example. Don't be like your immortal master all day long and messing up!"

"Remember the golden words of the teacher." Yutai thanked him.

When several people were about to start, Yu Miao ran over and said, "Brother Yutai, take me with you."

Yutai did not stop, but said, "You stay in the temple first, or you will drag everyone's back and slow down."

With a little resentment, she dared not follow, but she refused to retreat. Master Chongjing said sternly, "Come back!"

How dare you talk back? Without delaying for a moment, he quickly turned around and folded into the west courtyard from the attic.

Xue Qianwu and Dongfang Biren walked side by side. When they walked to the foot of the mountain, they saw a young nun fainting under a concentric tree. The nun's face was pale and tired, her clothes were messy, and she had a lot of mud. She seemed to stumble all the way to support her here. She closed her lips tightly, under her long eyelashes, and two lines of dry tears, with winding marks on her face.

"Sister Yanzhi!" Yutai shouted, stunned, and ran madly to help people.

Xue Qianwu also ran over and touched the girl's hand, which was cold to the bone. I don't know how long she has been lying here, with a thick layer of snow crystals falling on her neck.

Dongfang Biren took the pulse and frowned and said, "This beautiful girl seems to be subdued by the colorless and tasteless cartilage. Carry her to the temple and pour some hot soup. I'll relieve her medicine.

Yutai fell down and was about to carry her. Xue Qianwu grabbed it and said, "Let me carry it, so that Master Chongjing will not be too unhappy!"

"When has it been? You avoided this!" Dongfang Biren said, "With your strength, even if you don't let me recite it, how dare you recite others?"

Xue Qianwu flattened his mouth and said no more. Dongfang Biren walked to her and lowered his body and said, "Come up..."

Xue Qianwu opened his eyes wide. When did he say that Buddhism is clean and can't be too friendly? Take the initiative?

Dongfang Biren pulled her with his right hand, pressed her crookedly on his back with his left hand, and sighed, "It's important to save people! I want to save time!"

Xue Qianwu couldn't be stunned for a long time and lay on his back with difficulty. Because Dongfang Biren just hurriedly picked her up, she didn't have time to adjust her posture. Half of her buttocks were turned by his arms, and half of them hung in the air, which was simply a miracle that she didn't fall down.

When he arrived at the temple, Yutai put down the girl Yanzhi. Master Chongjing greeted him and said in a trembling voice, "My beloved disciple, what's going on?"

First opened her eyelids, then opened her lips, and there was a faint blood stain between her teeth. Xue Qianwu was shocked and said hurriedly, "Pry open her teeth and have a look!" Did you bite your tongue?"

Yutai's heart was like a knife. When he pried it open with a spoon, he saw that there was really a vague blood mouth on Sister Yanzhi's pink tongue.

Everyone looked at each other in con's face, and Master Chongjing shouted excitedly, "Take the hemostatic medicine..."

Yutai brought a bag of powder, and Master Chongjing took it. He tried his best to maintain stability and sprinkle it evenly on the blood mouth.

"How is she? What's going on?" Xue Qianwu was surprised and quietly asked Dongfang Biren.

Dongfang Biren replied thoughtfully, "It may be that he tried to bite his tongue and was found in time! Fortunately, the wound is not deep and does not take a life..."