Chapter 71 Green plum hair is fixed, unprecedented before burial
Xue Qianwu and Dongfang Biren, together with the monks and nuns of Shanyuan Temple, were shocked when Xu Zhanchun woke up. After all, he is a man. He has a stronger body and has a short time to soak in the well. When he woke up, the first thing he saw was the doll of Miss Yanzhi. He was immediately dizzy and stayed there. After a long time, he asked, "Miss Yanzhi, where is she?"
A word touched his heart, and Yutai's face changed slightly. He asked hurriedly and was a little depressed: "Do you also know Sister Yanzhi?"
Xue Qianwu listened to the soul-like conversation between the two men, quickly coughed and smiled, and interrupted a half-baked sentence: "Who doesn't know Miss Yanzhi? I still have an impression! Is there any reason why Sister Yanzhi went to their house to do legal affairs?
"When did you go to his house to do something? Who is he..." A trace of doubt flashed in Yutai's eyes, as if he was meditating and recalling.
Xue Qianwu was so anxious that he only hated poking his mouth. The simpler things became, the darker he became, and the more revealing the secrets that should not be exposed were. In a hurry, he pushed Yutai randomly, and his tone was difficult to distinguish between true and false: "What do you care so much? There are thousands of incense guests in Shanyuan Temple. Do you want to find out the details of others one by one? Just treat him as Xiangkejia and Xiangke B! No wonder they all say that monks are talkatical!"
Yutai was robbed by this meal, which made him blush a little overwhelmed. He stood restrainedly and stopped asking.
Dongfang Biren looked at Xue Qianwu with three points of admiration on his face, with a seven-point funny and mixed expression. Xue Qianwu took the doll from his hand, handed it to Yutai and asked, "Where did the hair on it come from?"
Yutai looked at it for a long time and suddenly touched him and said, "Sister Yanzhi and Ying shaved their hair that year. It was the scissors that Master Chongjing was too stubborn!"
Xue Qianwu said in surprise, "Didn't the nuns in the West Courtyard't their hair grow as soon as they fell to the ground?"
"That's not the case, there are several situations..." Yutai explained: "If you are adopted by the temple since childhood, your hair is stored, dressed in a nun's hat, and wait until that year. If nothing goes wrong and this woman is willing to be a nun for life, she can shave her hair; if she comes to the temple halfway, it is generally a view. After three months of inspection, everything was eradicated and shaved. Most of the female disciples of Shanyuan Temple came halfway, and only Sister Yanzhi and Sister Yu Miao grew up. They are all at the age of the year and officially rooted in the empty door.
"So do you think this hair is Yanzhi's or other sisters'?" Xue Qianwu asked.
Yutai took the puppet, looked at the hair carefully, and his face changed, "This is Sister Yanzhi's hair!"
"How do you say this? Is there any evidence? I think that Miss Yanzhi has fallen into her hair for two or three years. I'm afraid even Miss Yanzhi herself can't remember her long hair. Xue Qianwu didn't believe that a big man could have such a good memory. Through visual inspection, he concluded that this was the hair of his favorite person.
Yutai said, "When I was a child, I often played with Sister Yanzhi. Her hair was slippery and always fell out of her hat. She was too busy to play. I held her down and helped her close it with my own hands. Her hair is different from others, not dry or curly, dense and moist, and feels good. The hair is as black as ink, very pure green silk, with bright luster, unlike other women, some yellow and withered hair, or split ends and so on.
Xue Qianwu could only admire it as soon as he heard it. This Yutai really has a soft and delicate side. I don't know if it can be described as so emotionally for some other reason.
However, the strange thing is that after such a long time, the hair should have lost its nutrients and has not been shaped. It is a miracle that Yanzhi's hair can still maintain its original texture.
There must be something special about this well water. The well is rich in rare and special substances, which is very likely to keep fresh and corrosion. Xue Qianwu thought and suddenly looked up and asked, "Where did the nuns' hair go after shaving? Why can Miss Yanzhi's hair be used by vicious people?
Yutai said, "There are people in the temple who take care of it uniformly. It is said that hair is not a valuable item, and the guard is not strict, which may lead to omission and being stolen.
Xue Qianwu said oh and stopped answering. If this is to find the source, there is really no shortcut. Even if you find the person who cares your hair, you can't ask such an old story.
Now that the doll has been fished out, the curse has been cracked, and there is no need to investigate too much. Xue Qianwu looked out of the door and asked, "How are you going to bury?"
Yutai said, "Originally, according to the regulations, the new head of the East and West Courtyard raised the spiritual bed and sent his master back separately, but Sister Yanzhi was not here... The spirit of Master Chongjing was not qualified to send it."
Xue Qianwu glanced at Dongfang Biren and wanted to expose the landing point of Yanzhi? It is estimated that she has settled in the Water Margin Xianzhai. Should she come back and face all this?
Dongfang Biren also looked at her and shook her head slightly. Xue Qianwu knew what he meant, just like what she thought.
But I can't think of a better way. Who will replace it? Yutai's eyes were slightly red and hesitantly said, "Why don't you wait for Sister Yu Miao to wake up and let her see her off?" After all, this matter can't be delayed, and we can't miss the time! Yu Miao's sister also grew up beside the teacher. In terms of age, she is older than Yanzhi's sister, which makes sense!"
I don't know what to say. Xue Qianwu rejected it in her heart. She felt that it was a little inappropriate to let Yu Miao send the spirit. No one can tell what the depression will look like after waking up. Maybe it's the same as before, maybe it's dull, maybe it's more terrible. This is difficult to determine. And the suspicion of this doll has not been solved yet.
"Does it have to be cremation?" Xue Qianwu also didn't know what he thought. He followed his heart and unconsciously jumped out such a sentence.
After saying this, not only Yutai was stunned, but also Dongfang Biren was puzzled. They all looked at her with a confused look. What is this? There is no need for cremation. Do you want to be buried like ordinary people?
Xue Qianwu looked at the well and was suddenly inspired to finally understand where he had just blocked.
"How about water burial?" Xue Qianwu said bluntly.
"Ah?!" The monks and nuns were shocked and asked in unison, "What is water burial?"
"To put it bluntly, bury the teacher and the elders in this well." Xue Qianwu did not elaborate, but roughly said this idea.
For a long time, silent. Xue Qianwu had an intuition that he would suffer a lot of resistance and bombardment.
After a few minutes of silence, Xue Qianwu heard a bee-like hum, like a chanting sound! Xue Qianwu glanced at them and saw them holding incense skewers, closing their eyes and muttering in their mouths. It seems that you listen to something you shouldn't hear, and then drive away some kind of influence by reciting the scriptures.
At first, the sound was not loud, but later the waves covered the waves and roared into a lot of noise. Xue Qianwu rolled his eyes, is it so serious? If not, you can stand up against or confront!
When she was about to hold her breath, many people scolded her: "Have you seen the elder of any temple throw his body into the well when he died? Moreover, it is an evil well. There are demons in the water. How can the elders be buried there?!"
Dongfang Biren also frowned and whispered, "Begar, why did this idea suddenly come up? You have to think that water and fire are not compatible. This kind of completely different burial method will make it difficult for them to accept!"