Chapter 4 Shadow of Willow Eyebrow

"When the Bodhisattva is watching the Bodhisattva, when he is deep in Prajna Paramita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and all sufferings. Relith, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same. Reliths are the empty phases of all laws, not born and not extinguished, not dirty or clean, not increasing or decreasing. That's why..."

Before dawn in the early morning, the sound of the monks chanting the scriptures came from the Hanshan Temple. In the small Buddhist temple, in addition to the host sitting on the top, it was the most conspicuous sitting next to Liu Mei.

When he was three years old, he began to follow his father to worship Buddha. Although Liu Mei was interested in persuading him, he had nothing interesting to do. Instead, he was more at ease with his father.

This scripture is ten years...

The baby who used to be a child is now thirteen years old. He inherits his father's beauty and is white and more like a man.

Liu Mei sometimes regrets. Why does a good daughter become more and more like a man? It looks like it, and the personality is also similar! Liu Mei cares about this, but Qingyu doesn't feel it. On the contrary, there are too many muddle-headed people in the world, and the pure heart is also a person in the world. No matter how he is twisted or arrogant with a gun, he can't jump out of the red dust after all. He is just the gravel in the red dust. How can he be different from others?

After listening to her daughter's words, Liu Mei could only be helpless. Her daughter did not touch those dark hearts in the Hanshan Temple, so how could she know the sinisterness outside? Now her daughter is thirteen years old, and she will soon be fourteen years old. She will also leave him and Hanshan Temple, but she doesn't know.

Fengfei Kingdom has had a tradition since ancient times. When a woman reaches the age of fourteen, she will have a bar mitzva, 'wear a silk, wear embroidery'. Liu Mei knew that her daughter should go home, even if she didn't want to...

A wisp of fragrance, a handwritten heart scripture, sitting on the futon and whispering the scriptures.

"Ser, are you there?" Dong Dong Dong... Liu Mei knocked on the door outside the room. Hearing this, Qing Yu got up and opened the door. Seeing his father's anxious face, he asked, "Why is Dad so anxious today? What's the matter?"

"Xiao...Xiao, I received your mother's letter this morning. You are not young. It's time to go home." Saying this sentence made Liu Mei very nervous. You know, his daughter seems to dislike this mother a little. I don't know when, Qing Yu will frown when he mentions his mother.

"Can Dad go back?"

"...What are you asking about? Your father is going to clean up in the temple. What is your big girl doing with me? You are not small..." Liu Mei turned her head and didn't want to look at her daughter's questioning eyes. Sigh, "It's Yuer's coming-of-age ceremony in a few days. It's good to go back. Don't look cold when you see your sister and brother." He turned his head to look at the cara and said softly, "Don't lose your temper with your mother, okay?"

"My daughter knows, Dad, please don't worry."

Liu Mei nodded, "Supervisor Ting is waiting for you outside. Clean up... Let's go today."

Qingfu thought for a moment, nodded, turned to his wardrobe, took out the only wooden comb in it, and said, "Today's farewell, I don't know when I can meet my father. Dad... comb my daughter's hair again."

"Okay..." Liu Mei's voice choked. Qing Yu sat on the futon with a smile, turned his back to Liu Mei and let him comb it, and said coquettishly, "I want a beautiful hair~~"

"Okay~~, my girl is the most handsome daughter." Liu Mei gently combed, and his heart was warm...

When the book was finished, Liu Mei couldn't help but be a little happy. Seeing that his daughter had grown up, he was really happy.

"Pack up your things, the sedan chair is waiting outside, don't take too long."

"I know, Dad." Seeing his father leave, Qing Yu sighed, packed up his clothes, and thought to himself: Can you finally see your mother? I don't know what kind of person he is... In a word, don't be too close. After all, a simple father can't guess what his mother is thinking, and he doesn't need to be intimate now.

After packing her clothes, Qingxuan resolutely walked out of the Hanshan Temple and saw the so-called Ting Jiandao. She was a very burly woman, tall and tall, and did not look like a person to mess with.

Seeing the green onion, Superintendent Ting was stunned and said, "Miss?"

Qingsoru nodded and looked at Ting Jiandao pulling up the curtain of the sedan chair. "Miss, please get on the sedan chair. We're leaving for the imperial capital."

Qingyu walked into the sedan chair and felt that the sedan chair was lifted up. He instinctively opened the curtains. He saw his father and the monks see him leave. Looking at the tears in his father's eyes, Qingyu knew that it might be difficult to see his father again.

The sedan chair went far away, and Liu Mei reluctantly returned to the temple, and her heart was full of missing.

Besides, Qingyu, she sat on the sedan chair with almost no bumps. The person who carried the sedan chair was also a woman, and she was also tall and rough... She walked fast and went down the mountain in less than an hour.

Qingyu used to know from her father's mouth that there was a small town under the Hanshan Temple, but she didn't go down the mountain, and she didn't know what kind of town it was. This time, she was also very curious about going down the mountain.

Through the small window on the sedan chair, I look at the outside world and feel the characteristics of this different time and space.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, but we still see a lot of people, most of whom are women walking around on the street, and rarely men walking around. Women are also running the shops along the street. These women are tall, strong, or plump without exception...

In contrast, Qingyu felt that his father and the monks in the temple were a little thin.

All the way to the imperial capital, Qingfu was surprised to find that this Fengfei country was really a little strange!

Women here are generally seven or eight feet tall! The visual measurement is not less than 178cm! Some even have 195cm..., but men are shorter.

The tallest man, the sore is only 165cm, which really makes me, as the soul of modern people, a little unacceptable. I sighed in my heart: Is the woman here the descendant of the giant country...

After walking for eight days, I arrived at Hua Chaocheng, the imperial capital of Fengfei.

I'll be home in a while. Qingqi thought that when he entered the city just now, Ting Jiandao said that the marshal's mansion did not need to walk for a long time. I haven't seen my mother since I was born. I don't know what happened later.

The green onion took a deep breath and tried to straighten himself down. It was the first time I saw my mother, and I couldn't lose my temper.

As soon as my mind was free, I couldn't help thinking of the master. The master left Fengfei as early as two years ago. Before leaving, he also told himself clearly that he must reach the seventh level of strength in five years, and said that someone would look for him in five years.

The message is a little unclear. If it were two years ago, I would definitely remember to practice from time to time, but if it were today, today I am already at the peak of the eighth level, and I have already met the requirements of the master!

Thinking of this, Qingfu couldn't help laughing and felt that his master was a little unreasonable and cute.

Her smile didn't matter. She felt that the sedan chair suddenly stopped and heard the voice of Ting's supervisor outside, "I've seen the marshal. The supervisor has lived up to his mission and has belted the young lady back."

Taking a deep breath, the greens opened the curtain of the sedan chair with one hand, leaned out half of his body and walked out.

Hiss--The gentle sound of inhaling cold air made it clear. He looked up and looked at the woman who was looking at him.

Like! It's so similar! Mu Xiaoyao looked at the person who came out of the sedan chair. At first glance, she felt that she had returned to the scene of meeting Liu Mei for the first time decades ago! The white and tender delicate face, the green silk like ink... She, she is simply the willow eyebrows of those years!

But it was a little strange. Mu Xiaoyao came to his senses and looked at the child... He wondered: Why is she dressed in a man's dress? If it hadn't been for this daughter's hairstyle, I really wouldn't have seen it as a woman. Moreover, this bright red dress... Isn't it the wedding dress when Liu Mei married her! Um... The clothes seem to have been changed... But it's definitely that one!

"It's not like that..." Looking at the green onion, Mu Xiaoyao frowned and turned back to the house.

I wanted to call my mother first, but I was first made a "nonsical" evaluation. The first impression of this mother in Qing Yu's heart was not good.

"Miss, let's go here... New Moon, Ling Feng, take the young lady to freshen up." Ting Jiandao sweated coldly and quickly asked people to change their clothes. Although I don't know why the marshal doesn't like the young lady's dress, where is the daughter's clothes in the Hanshan Temple? The marshal has a little 'lesson' this time...