In the following days, Tonger really went to the mountains every day.
The nuns in the nun's nunnery only felt that Tonger went out more frequently than before, but they followed her secretly, and found nothing wrong, Tonger cut wood and chopped harder.
These nuns knew that Jiang Li exchanged forty copper plates for a basket of cakes. As long as Jiang Li walked out of the house, he could hear the ridicule of these nuns. Jiang Li didn't get angry when she heard it, so she looked at them with a smile. After several times like this, the nuns also felt boring, so she didn't say anything.
Tonger went out every night at Haishi, and only sneaked back at Zishi. She was always clever and avoided the nuns in the nunnery, and she was surprisingly smooth. When she went out, Jiang Li waited for her in the broken house, but it was boring while waiting. There were no scriptures in this temple, and Jiang Li did not have pens and papers. After waking up, she was no longer night and day. The sole of the shoe just sat quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.
It’s just that the quiet days didn’t take long. Maybe they didn’t see their master and servant being too safe. Master Jing’an started to make things difficult for them again. For example, the daily porridge was not only thinner, it looked more like someone else’s leftovers. Down.
"Girl, they are getting too much now." Tonger bitterly said: "It must be the ghost of Ji's behind!"
Tonger called the current wife of the first assistant in Yanjing the "Ji family", and she was acquiesced by Ms. Jiang Er when she wanted to come to the past. Jiang Li didn't think there was anything wrong. At first everyone thought she couldn't make it through and was about to die. In any case, Ji Shuran must be very comfortable in her heart. Who knew that she not only survived, but also became very temperamental. She was so happy to see her. , Ji Shuran must be uncomfortable, and it must be that Master Jing'an came to make herself uncomfortable.
Master Jing'an wouldn't be able to beat and scold Jiang Li explicitly, but for a little girl who was just getting ready to eat, she didn't have enough food and clothes, which made her feel that her life went from heaven to earth, and that shame was enough to make her miserable. It is a pity that she is not the real Miss Jiang Er, and not to mention the hardships of eating or not, it is the trough of her life, which is much lower than the original Miss Jiang Er now.
Having reached such a point, and now to this level, I don't feel that I can't get through.
By May 19th, a basket of pastries was empty. Tonger grabbed the edge of the basket, carefully scooped out the cake crumbs at the bottom of the basket with a wooden spoon and placed it on a plate, and asked Jiang Li: "The girl will eat some of this to fill the stomach."
They have not eaten all day and night. Yesterday, the nun in the nun's nunnery deliberately smashed the gruel delivered, and there was no other food in the kitchen. All the remaining cakes were also fed to the monkeys in the back forest of Helin Temple, both of whom were hungry at the moment.
Jiang Li raised his eyes and looked out the window. Although the mountains are much cooler than the ones below, summer is approaching and the day is already obviously elongated. At this moment the sun is about to go down, and it will be night before long. She said: "I'm not going to eat it, you can eat it."
Tong'er stared at the crumbs, swallowed, and shook his head: "The girl won't eat, and Tong'er won't eat either."
"It's okay, let's have something to eat later." Jiang Li smiled.
Tonger was even more puzzled.
Jiang Li got up and walked to the corner of the room. There was a big wooden box in the corner. She opened the wooden box. The wooden box was huge, and the things inside were very pitiful. There are only a few yellow clothes, not even half of the wooden box. This is all the belongings that Miss Jiang Er brought when she came to the Nunnery from Yanjing six years ago. Maybe there were some valuable things in it, but in the past six years, only a few yellow clothes have been left here.
Tonger also walked over, Jiang Li stroked the clothes inside with both hands, and shook out a piece of cloth from the inside.
Obviously, the clothes with better materials in the wooden box are gone, and the remaining clothes are not of good materials. By now, Miss Jiang Er, who has grown taller in six years, is no longer suitable. People in the nun's nunnery will naturally not make new clothes for Jiang Li. Jiang Li usually wears short clothes that don't fit well. The only piece of robes was that a little nun went back to vulgarity during the Chinese New Year this year. The extra robes were given to Jiang Li, which happened to be not much different from her stature.
Normally, Miss Jiang Er never wears this fitted jacket. It seems that only this can convince herself that she is different from the nuns here, and that she will return to Yanjing to be the young lady of Jiang's family one day. It's just that Jiang Li now has to wear this robes, because she will see people tonight, and wearing a short dress in front of everyone is a bit too rude.
Tonger asked: "Girls want to wear this one?"
Jiang Li nodded, and she said, "Just this one."
After she put on her robes, the sun had completely disappeared, and the night on Qingcheng Mountain was about to come. Tong'er and Jiang Li guarded the small kerosene lamp in the house, and waited until Haishi for a long time before Jiang Li stood up and said, "Go out."
Tonger asked: "Where to go?"
"Of course it was eating." Jiang Li smiled.
Tonger was full of doubts, until Jiang Li took her to the front Buddhist hall. There is a female Bodhisattva in the Buddhist hall, and sometimes there is no pilgrim in the nun's nunnery for ten and a half months. The pilgrims all go to the nearby Helin Temple. Jiang Li walked to the clay sculpture of the Bodhisattva, and there was a fruit offering on the incense table. She picked up the plate and handed it to Tong'er, "Eat it."
Tonger was shocked, and the nuns in the nun's nunnery were all asleep at the moment and would not get up at night. Tonger whispered: "Girl, this is the fruit for the bodhisattva to eat!"
"Well," Jiang Li shrugged, "So what?"
"What should the nuns find out tomorrow morning?" Tonger waved his hand, "Let's put it back."
"It's okay." Jiang Li comforted her, "I can't do anything about it."
"But this is a Bodhisattva," Tonger still did not dare to take it. "We have eaten the bodhisattva's fruit, which is a big disrespect to the Bodhisattva."
After hearing this, Jiang Li smiled, and she said indifferently, "The mud bodhisattva itself is hard to protect, and you still expect her to come and save you? Since it's just a clay doll, how about respect? The road is your own way. It’s not possible to rely on Bodhisattva."
Tong'er looked at Jiang Li in amazement. The former Miss Jiang Er would not say such shocking words.
I was staying, and suddenly heard a chuckle from my head. The laughter was very light, but in the quiet night, the unmanned Buddhist hall seemed particularly clear.
Tong'er looked up, suddenly stupid, pointing to the distance, stammering: "Flower... Flower demon?"
On the roof of the small Buddha hall, one person sat at some time. This person was dressed in black, but was covered with a long cloak of deep red embroidered black peonies, which made him look extraordinarily coquettish and gorgeous.
The moonlight was misty, and the white mist in the night dispersed layer by layer at this moment, illuminating the face of the young man on the roof every inch. His long eyebrows flew slanting into the temple, particularly open, and gave birth to a pair of narrow and affectionate phoenix eyes with long eyelashes. Under the straight bridge of the nose, his thin lips were slightly raised, as if he was smiling, but it made people feel that his smile was also a bit sarcasm. At the corner of Wei Hook's eye, there was a small red mole the size of a rice grain, which made him look so beautiful in the moonlight that he was not like a human face, and it was more lingering.
In April, the earth is full, and the peach blossoms on the mountain begin to bloom. The peach blossoms of Mount Qingcheng bloom late, and in mid-May, layer upon layer of peach blossoms bloom. The gorgeous and passionate peach blossom color can't take away this person's demeanor. On the contrary, he was in it, but turned the peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains into embellishments, and he seemed to be outside of the soft red, with a faint smile, indifferently watching the people of the world struggle in it.
Jiang Li wore the gray robes worn by the nuns. Her long hair was untied, and the green silk was like a waterfall draped behind her head, as if she had taken refuge in the lotus fairy child at the feet of the Buddha. While Bingzhu looked up, her eyes were calm, just like the gaze of the man on the roof. Meet.
A glamorous and indifferent person, a glamorous and coquettishly seductive, three thousand worlds, neatly divided into two, half bright as spring, half dark as an abyss, that brightness is an illusion, but the abyss is seductive gift.
The two of them looked at each other from a distance, their eyes met, and they also met in short-handedness.
No one saw a flash of surprise in Jiang Li's heart.
Why is he
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