If you say it is not destined, nothing is destined!
The next day Xuan Cang took me around the nearby town, and originally said that he wanted to drive directly to Lhasa. But think of the little novice monk and the unresolved murder case in this town.
In the end, the trip to Lhasa was delayed for a few days.
The reason is not how kind and loving we are, but... because the holy monk will hold a puja in the local area the next day.
Said it is a Fa conference, I guess it should be related to the successive murder cases in the past six months.
"Xuan Cang! Do you want to go to the Fa conference tomorrow?" After a day of walking, I walked back to the door of the hotel a little tired, found a clean open space, and sat down.
The reason I know about the Fa conference is because when I went out to play today, I heard the local Tibetans accidentally talk about it.
Because of this news, the faces of the townspeople have gained more brilliance.
Perhaps in their opinion, the action and protection of the holy monk must be able to protect them safely and comprehensively!
Xuan Cang watched me sitting casually on the ground, his brows moved. The right hand moved manually. He wanted to imagine a stool, but he stopped again as if he was taboo.
He turned silently and walked into the room, and walked out after a while, with a small stool that was more than twenty miles long in his hand.
"Yeah!" He took the small stool, bent down and put it down beside me, and responded softly.
"Do you think... that lama, does he really have a way to solve this series of murders?" I asked.
Thinking of the scene of that old monk climbing down a stone through a ladder with the support of other people that night, I always feel that some kind of'holy monk' is not that reliable.
Xuan Cang said in a calm voice, "Perhaps!"
"Do you have something on your mind?" Looking at Xuan Cang's deep face, I couldn't help but tentatively.
I was listening to the conversation between him and Ling Qing yesterday. It’s just that I don’t know, should I tell the truth to my face that the little novice monk is the sixth artifact.
Because they will discuss this after they put me to sleep, and they probably don't want me to know!
"It's okay! You think too much..." Xuan Cang looked up at me with a smile on his lips. I stretched out my hand and tried to touch my head, but I turned my head away.
I don't know when I discovered Xuan Cang, he seemed to like to touch my head very much.
"Okay!" I was a little helpless, but I couldn't speak directly, forcing Xuan Cang to tell me what was in his heart.
I want to share with him, but if he can't fully believe me, then everything I say is just superfluous.
I am a little disappointed, but on the surface I still pretend to be fine.
Ling Qing said that the Fa conference on the second day was grand. Some local officials are all promising to participate.
It was just a lama's "experience meeting", but it was rumored to be like an ancient emperor's visit. Almost all men, women and children in the area, very excited and pious, rushed to the venue.
Listening to an old man there, speaking plausibly dreamlike words.
I originally wanted to join in the excitement, but Xuan Cang said that I was unwell and should take more rest. I stayed in the hotel with Luciyao.
Luciyao was a little unconvinced, and she reluctantly stayed in the guesthouse, acting as an otaku who didn't suit his character very much.
I was a little unwilling. After all, not everyone who came to Tibet would be able to attend the Fa conference in person and listen to the sacred monks and generals among Tibetan lamas.
But I think even if I go there, I still listen to some things I don't understand. The weather outside during the day is very scorching, and I really can’t run out to suffer.
Thinking of this, I slowly relieved!
Although Lucia was unwilling, but seeing me relieved, even if he didn't want to, he still resisted saying nothing. With a bored face, he obediently stayed in the hotel for a day.
It was almost dark in the afternoon, and I looked at Lucy Yao's face, as if it was going to be dark to the end. Bored out of the house and walked out, he looked like he was going to die.
Seeing him tossing back and forth like this, I couldn't help feeling tired for him.
Finally couldn't help but speak, and asked him: "Or... let's go out and have a look too!"
At night, there was no sun like a fire during the day, and I didn't think I should really stay at home for a day, so I took the initiative to mention that I wanted to go out.
Of course it’s more important. Actually, I want to see the scene of the Fa conference.
"Really!" Upon hearing my suggestion, Lucy Yao's face immediately showed an expression of excitement.
But when his eyes saw me, the expression on his face immediately dimmed.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to go out?" I looked at him strangely.
He shook his head and said with a bit of disappointment on his face: "Didn't that person say that you are pregnant now... Isn't it suitable for this kind of scene?"
Unexpectedly, Lucia was worried about my body.
There was a little touch in my heart. I never thought that this seemingly unruly boy was so gentle in his heart.
"An! An! It's not really going to the venue, just to see if it's over, by the way... Go pick up Xuan Cang and Ling Qing." I smiled and comforted Luciyao, and my heart was also warm.
"But..." Lucius still hesitated.
"Don't worry! Let's go! Let's go!" I smiled and comforted Lucia, and stretched out my hand to walk outside the house.
The sky outside has become dull, and the road ahead is not bright, and it is not easy to recognize.
As I walked, I usually complained in my heart, when I went out, when I could not carry the flashlight. Lucia, who was on the side, didn't know where he took out a torch to light up the road in front of me.
"Ah!" I looked back at Lucy Yao with great joy.
"..." Lucy Yao was bored, and then explained: "I go to other places... I'm used to carrying a torch, so... "
"What a good habit!" I remembered that when I met Lucia just now, I knew that he was chasing and killing his own mother-killing enemy. He had gone a long way and suffered a lot. I can't help but sigh, this young man whose fate is so rough but still so sunny.
One is the murderer who killed his dependent mother, and the other is the villain who is still his beloved woman and is still at large...
The important people around this young man seemed to have been taken away by God!
During this period, how much he has suffered, I am afraid that only he himself knows.
But... He has us now, and I won't let him be alone in the future.
Thinking of him, Sister Zhou and Ling Qing and the others, getting along like a family, I think... Maybe this is also a kind of compensation for him!
Luciyao and I were walking slowly all the way, and when we got to the place where the meeting was held, it happened that they had just left.