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The evening bells of the temple became indistinct among the clouds and fog.
Under the Bodhi tree, a blue figure stood quietly.
"Shushasha—"
Someone came over.
The man slowly opened his eyes.
The little novice in the gray monk's robe clasped his hands together.
"Han Benefactor, the rice is already steamed, come and scoop it up and eat."
"Thank you, little master." He thanked him warmly, his demeanor was heart-wrenching, and several female guests who passed by couldn't help but look back several times.
The abbot of Zhaojue Temple had meals with him.
The vegetarian food with clear soup and few vegetables, but he seems to be tasting the supreme delicacy, his every move is like the breeze and the moon, and his eyes are pure and clean.
Like a newborn child.
"Lin Liang, you really don't plan to join my Buddhist school?" the abbot said with a sigh.
A year ago, he traveled all over the world and came to Wushuang City. Suddenly, he saw the City Lord's Mansion flooded. In a collapsed corner, he vaguely saw a figure buried under it, and immediately dug it out with his bare hands. The female corpse in her arms had long since lost her life and could not be revived. Fortunately, the man was still hanging on his breath, and the abbot took his life back from King Yama.
Finally waited for someone to wake up, but forgot everything.
The abbot looked at his blank eyes, moved his lips, but still did not reveal the existence of the unknown female corpse.
The next day, Peerless City had a new owner.
The abbot didn't want to delve into the twists and turns during this period, so he brought the man who had lost his memory back to Zhaojue Temple, and gave him his layman's surname Han.
A man forgets everything, but there is one name that he always remembers firmly.
I kept reading during my coma.
The abbot was a little deaf and couldn't hear clearly, so he could only spell out words with his lips.
Lin... Liang
The abbot simply called him Han Linliang.
After bringing the man back, the abbot felt more and more that he had found a treasure. The man had a very high understanding, and his understanding of the scriptures was more thorough than some old monks. The abbot wished he could immediately accept him as a true disciple, so as to inherit his mantle.
As a result, the other party always refused again and again.
This time is no exception.
The man shook his head with a smile, "Really, the abbot, Lin Liang's world is still alive, how can he escape into Buddhism? I'm afraid it will pollute this pure land."
The abbot twirled the beads, but did not continue to speak.
The evils of the world of mortals are the most annoying.
Even if he can't remember anything, that obsession is still around the corner.
He wants to find that person.
Lin Lang.
The man was silent.
I don't know why, but when I say this name, my heart feels so happy, like a flower blooming.
It seems to be a girl's name.
So... Could this be his favorite
Wearing a long skirt like clouds and smoke, blue silk half-up, with a gold silk phoenix tail pinned, the tassels around the ears are slowly swaying in the wind, bending over to gently fold the flower branches.
As if sensing that someone was looking at her, the woman tried to turn around.
He grabbed the hem of his shirt nervously.
wake up.
He was a little annoyed and thumped the bed board, obviously he was just a little bit short, he could see the person who made him miss him day and night.
By the window, the night was cold, and there was a faint sound of laughter.
His hearing has always been excellent, and he can easily hear the conversations of others.
Today... is the Lantern Festival
Since coming to Zhaojue Temple, the man has always gone to bed very early, so he woke up with a start, and he was no longer sleepy, so he put on his shoes and planned to go for a walk.
Before I knew it, I came to the crowded street.
"Young master, you have a good eye. My lamp is the most beautiful on the street. Would you like to buy one for your wife?" the stall owner enthusiastically introduced.
The man's slender fingers gently touched the person in the revolving lantern. Under the bright moon, the beauty held a bright red palace lantern lightly in her bare hands, and raised her face slightly, as if she was talking to someone.
There is a poem mentioned above.
On the night of last year's Yuan Dynasty, the lights of the flower market were as bright as day.
On the head of willow branches on the moon, people make an appointment after dusk.
What a beautiful mood.
He thought about it, and was about to take out the silver taels to buy it, when the other hand suddenly stretched out and took the revolving lantern away.
The man was slightly taken aback.
In sight, a couple appeared.
The man in the black brocade robe handed the lamp to the woman expressionlessly, "Send it to you."
Although she didn't care on the surface, her ears were secretly red.
The woman's eyebrows and eyes were curved, as beautiful as a crescent moon, and she deliberately teased him, "It's really insincere, look at other people, they all won by guessing lantern riddles, you'd better just buy it for me, it's so perfunctory." Aggrieved pouted that beautiful lips.
"..."
His mind only knows how to settle accounts and housekeepers, so you want him to guess lantern riddles in a polite way
It's almost like dying!
Forget it, seeing her pitiful appearance, of course I chose to forgive her.
The housekeeper closed his eyes, and his heart stopped, and he walked back to the place where he guessed the lantern riddles.
If you lose face, you will lose face, there is nothing difficult for a man to overcome!
On the other side, he watched the couple chat and leave with a smile, and he didn't recover for a long time.
That person... he seems to have seen it
Where did you see it
He thought in a daze, and walked back to the temple with the newly bought revolving lantern.
Suddenly the wind blew and the lamp was blown away.
Without even thinking about it, he chased after him, and half of the lamp surface was burned. Against the backdrop of the fire, he could clearly see the lines on the other side.
On the night of the Yuan Dynasty this year, the moon and lights remain the same.
But seeing the person from last year, the acquaintance is already a stranger.
"Lin Lang..."
The name overflowed unconsciously from his lips.
A thought suddenly flashed through.
He turned around and ran back, desperately pushing through the crowd.
"Hey, what are you doing, you're sick!"
He remembered.
I remembered everything.
He is Wei Young, and he has a younger sister and wife named Lin Lang.
"Hoohoo—"
He held back the strangeness in his throat, his heart and lungs seemed to be squeezed to burst, but he didn't dare to stop.
Finally, by a relatively secluded alley, a carriage with a navy blue curtain was parked.
Wei Young was stunned.
The two were walking towards the carriage.
A small figure wobbled into the woman's arms, shouting happily, "Cool cool!"
Lin Lang pinched his chubby little face, and softly hissed, "My brother is still sleeping, good brother, let's keep our voices down, okay?"
The little boy carved in pink and jade nodded half-understood, "My brother is not in good health, I hope you are my elder brother, and I have to take care of Xiao Fuer!"
Lin Lang touched his little head monster, and asked her husband to carry the little chubby back to the car.
Seeing the children in the car, someone suddenly attacked her when she was unaware, kissed her hard on the lips, and carried her back to the car as if nothing happened.
Lin Lang saw that he had done such a rogue thing with a face so serious that he couldn't be more serious, so she couldn't help molesting him again.
The housekeeper blushed and said, "Don't make trouble, the children are still here."
At least, at least give him some face.
Otherwise, how will we care about that little monkey in the future
Lin Lang laughed hard.
She returned to the car, pulled her sleeve softly with a small hand, rubbed her eyes, "Mom, you're back." Compared with the lively older brother, the frail and sickly younger brother was more shy. Qieqie hides behind her mother, burying her head, ignoring anyone.
"Woke you up?" Lin Lang slowed down her voice.
He shook his head and reached out for a hug.
Lin Lang smiled and hugged the little baby.
Who said that to drive a heroine crazy, one must sacrifice a child as a sacrifice
Before taking this move, she had already bought Ah Fu who was beside the hero.
The baby in the carton that Zhu Jinse received was dead.
As for the idea that flesh and blood can save people, Lin Lang always scoffed at it. In the original plot, Zhu Jinse was able to live because the Taoist's words gave her some hope, thinking that after eating, she would really be cured.
The drowning man clings desperately to this straw.
In fact, eating or not eating has no effect at all, it is a psychological mischief, which is also the so-called positive suggestion and negative suggestion.
I heard that the heroine went crazy half a year ago and was detained in the basement by her face-loving husband. Whether she can come out is still a question.
Let her live in fear and guilt all her life.
Lin Lang lifted a corner of the window screen slightly, revealing a corner of her clothes at the corner of the alley, which seemed to be trembling.
She laughed.
Such an ending, isn't it perfect
Acquainted with strangers.
Forget each other.
She is kind enough to the hero.
Lin Lang propped her chin and thought, is it true that after giving birth, women will become particularly soft-hearted? Anyway, she felt that her methods were much milder.
Lin Lang is very shameless to label herself as "kind".
"drive-"
A man drives a car outside.
A muffled and muffled cry came from behind.
She pretended not to hear.
His heart is ashamed.
"You, have you really thought it through?" the abbot said slowly.
Wei Young lowered her eyebrows.
"Abbot, you can start now."
A strand of blue silk fell down.
He closed his eyes.
"Weiyang."
"What?"
"I said, from now on you will be called Wei Young."
"Anang spring is about to move, and night is still young. Spring is born, night is long, and it goes back and forth, never to perish. What do you think of this name?"
lie.
It's all a lie.
Your Wei Young is going to die.
Take refuge in Buddha.
Convert to the law.
take refuge... take refuge...
Take refuge in you.