As soon as the vegetarian meal arrived, Ji Jijiang grabbed it first. Zhao Pei just raised her chopsticks, and the dish in front of her was already empty. She stared blankly at the pile of food in Ji Jijiang's bowl, and said stupidly: "Jijiang... you should know some rules when you are here..." She really couldn't believe that this man actually grew up in the deep palace.
Ji Jiang swallowed a mouthful of rice, and with a look of anger in his peach blossom eyes, he said, "It's been a bumpy road for quite a while. I'm tired and hungry. You're willing to let me suffer."
Zhao Pei glared at him, ignoring the lingering gaze, and said stiffly: "No one asked you to come."
"Hiss..." Ji Jiang was a little annoyed, "I don't want to offend you, okay? You were the one who said whether I wanted to come first, otherwise I wouldn't bother..." Someone started to talk. Zhao Pei shuddered all over, thinking that Ruhua's ability was actually contagious, first Hanzhen, then Ji Jiang...
Zhao Pei ignored him and kept muttering, "Be quiet, be quiet. Eat without talking." Zhao Pei remembered the letter Han Zhen left for her, saying that she had to leave for a while because of something urgent, but asked her to wait for her in Yaoguang Temple for at least five or six days, and at most a month. Han Zhen had originally written to her saying that the scenery here was very beautiful, the people were kind, and the environment was quiet. Zhao Pei came to see that it was true, and seeing that You An tried her best to persuade her to stay for a while, she felt at ease and stayed.
Even if it was only a month... She didn't care. At least she didn't have to go back and face that person. She had feelings for the temple and couldn't help but think of Xiao Yan, the emperor who loved to be a monk. She felt lost and shook her head to get rid of those sad things. Suddenly the door was pushed open, revealing Youan's little head.
He rolled his eyes, showing his two fangs, and laughed: "Have you three finished your meal? How about Youan take you to the side room?"
The three of them were led by Youan around the west hall and stopped in front of a row of houses. Youan smiled and said, "On weekdays, there are very few pilgrims. Youan has been in the temple for three years and has only seen five pilgrims, namely Sister Hanzhen, Sister Miyun and you. There are empty houses here, and donors can choose any one they want."
Zhao Pei had an indescribable fondness for this child. Although he talked a lot, his eyes were wise and quiet, very much like Fang Deng.
She smiled and bent down to touch Youan's bald head: "Master Youan, you can call me Aunt Pei."
Youan narrowed his eyes and responded. He Hui looked around and asked him, "Young Master, why do we only see you when we are here for most of the day?"
Youan tilted his head and smiled, "There are quite a few people in the temple, including my master, Master Liaowu, Uncle Zhihui, Uncle Zhitong, and the eldest, second, third, and fourth brothers..." When Youan mentioned the twelfth brother, he finally stopped and smiled, "They are all chanting, and they finish in the evening every day. I am the only one doing odd jobs." He added, "No, there is also Uncle Zhitong. Although he doesn't chant with everyone, he doesn't do odd jobs with me. He likes to meditate alone in the room, but he is a very nice person and very approachable..."
Seeing that he was talking nonstop for days and nights, Ji Jijiang stepped forward and grabbed his shoulders, half begging and half complaining, "Master Youan, you must have a lot of things to do. We won't disturb you, just go and do your work!"
You'an closed his mouth, smacked his lips, glanced at Zhao Pei who was smiling bitterly, and said boredly: "Okay. I'll come to see you later." After that, he picked up the broom in the corner and left.
Ji Jiang muttered softly again: "What a little monk, chanting like a sutra."
Zhao Pei spat at him, found the nearest house and went in. He Hui and Ji Jijiang looked at each other, as if they were communicating something with their eyes, and then each turned around and found a room.
At the end of the corridor, I vaguely saw a figure, but it flashed for a moment and disappeared when I looked again.
》》》》》》》》I am the dividing line that no one cares about》》》》》》》》》》》》》
When Youan came to invite Zhaopei to dinner, the temple became lively. Everyone finished their classes and headed for the dining hall. Since she was a female, Zhaopei had to stay alone in the "Suxin Pavilion". He Hui originally wanted to accompany her, but was pulled away by Ji Jijiang. His reason was: "Don't give them any chance."
After delivering the vegetarian meal, Youan left pitifully, saying that he was punished by his master for not carrying ten full buckets of water and was not allowed to eat and continue working.
A few lights were on in the room, but it was still dim. Outside the open window was the dark sky and the bright crescent moon. The shadows of the trees swayed, mottled on the wall.
She finished her meal slowly and put the plate aside. After thinking about it, it was not her home after all, so she took it in her hand and prepared to send it back. She went out with a lamp. The night was as peaceful as water, with clear wind and bright moon.
It was very dark here, and there was nothing else to illuminate except the lamp in her hand. Zhao Pei held the lamp and could only see the vague outlines of things under the ambiguous light.
She remembered that the dining hall was in a garden nearby, but she got lost. She felt a little scared that Zhao Pei didn't come, because she was born afraid of unfamiliar things. She was immediately annoyed with Ji Jiang for being nosy, why couldn't the three of them be together.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard, very light. But in such a quiet night, they could be heard from far away. Zhao Pei hurriedly looked for someone with a lantern in hand, and found that there seemed to be someone walking slowly not far away. She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was a good opportunity to ask, so she ran over with a food tray in one hand and a lantern in the other, calling out as she ran: "Hey, is there anyone there? Please wait."
The lantern shook violently in the bumps, and the figure of the man appeared and disappeared in the flickering light. The only thing that could be seen was that the man seemed to be walking very fast, so fast that he seemed to be running. Zhao Pei paused slightly, subconsciously glanced at the towering pagoda, and then calmed down, but he didn't dare to catch up.
Fortunately, Youan's voice was heard at this time: "Eh? Aunt Pei, why are you here?" Zhao Pei held up the lantern and shone a slightly puzzled look on his face: "Why did you come to Master's courtyard?"
Zhao Pei heaved a sigh of relief and smiled. When she turned around again, she could not see anyone. There was only the clear wind and the bright moon. Everything seemed like a dream.
Just now, I was in a trance for a moment... (To be continued)