Ning Jinchen didn't move, the snow slid into his neck along the neckline, and he suddenly felt a chill. Monk Xu Wu said that if you use your mind to meditate, you will not be aware of other things. It seems that today, he is not paying attention.
Sighing and looking up at Yan Shengqian, he said: "Miss Yan is a person of the world, so naturally she should observe the etiquette of the world, don't get close to her."
Qian'er snorted coldly: "Then are you a worldly person?"
"no."
"Then why do you keep the etiquette of the world?" Qian'er raised his eyebrows, stood in the distance with his hands on his hips, and said amusedly: "If you keep the etiquette of the world, don't you also become a person of the world?"
Ning Jinchen was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head in thought.
Qian'er stood three steps away and said with a smile: "It's the etiquette of the world, men and women should avoid three steps. From now on, I will consciously stand three steps away from you, so you just don't want to avoid me, okay?"
Ning Jinchen frowned slightly: "Why should Miss Yan be persistent?"
"What's none of your business?" Qian'er's eyes turned red slightly: "Recite your Buddha and say it!"
She really obeyed the three-step ritual, and he looked at it, so he couldn't say anything more. The two of them were the same as before, he practiced Zen and enlightened Buddha, and she was by his side, but they were farther apart.
The Qixi Festival was held in the capital, Qian Erfei took him there. The street was very lively, and the jewelry and jade pendants on the side stalls were selling exceptionally well. Many young masters bought one at random and used it to win the favor of their favorite girls.
When Qian'er and Ning Jinchen passed by, there was only the last wooden hairpin left on the stall, which was probably made of low-quality materials and unpopular. But the appearance is pretty, a plum blossom, very much like someone's eyebrows and eyes.
After looking at it for a while, Qian'er took out his purse and bought the hairpin back.
"Hey, miss is special. Do you want to buy it for the young master over there?" The old lady who closed the stall was in a particularly good mood: "All the young master bought it for the young lady. Your last one today is the opposite."
Qian'er pursed her lips: "Isn't it possible?"
"Haha, there's nothing wrong with it. If you like it, you have to ask for it. This hairpin is simple and elegant, and it can be used by men. It's very suitable for the young man over there. I wish Miss all wishes come true." The old lady picked up the basket and walked away with a smile .
Qian'er blushed and stood three steps away from Ning Jinchen holding her hairpin and called out to him: "Hello!"
Ning Jinchen turned his head from the lantern on Yihe River, the passers-by among them kept walking, Qian Er stood three steps away from him and stretched out his hand to him: "This is for..."
Passers-by knocked her hand away, and the unremarkable plum blossom wooden hairpin fell into the crowd. Qian'er was shocked, and hurriedly lowered his head to look for it, but Ning Jinchen frowned: "Stand up straight, there are many people here, you will be stepped on."
Qian'er was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the crowd with some pity. Is she just so unlucky that she likes to be dedicated to the Buddha alone, and she can't even give away a hairpin if she wants to.
"What is it?" Ning Jinchen asked her.
"It's nothing, it's just a gadget." Qian'er waved his hand: "Let's go, look elsewhere."
Ning Jinchen nodded, walked quietly through the crowd, took only a few steps, and looked back at where they were standing just now.
Putting off lanterns, guessing lantern riddles, asking for marriage. The two of them were always separated by three steps. When going back, Ning Jinchen also sent her back to the food store first, and said in a calm voice, "Rest early."
Qian Erqiu's marriage lottery was Xia Xia's lottery, her face was already broken, she nodded listlessly and went back to rest. Ning Jinchen saw her go in, so he went back the same way and searched along the path he had walked. At the place where they were standing at that time, he found the wooden hairpin that had been trampled into disrepair.
"Is it this?" He picked it up and looked at it, washed it in the river water on one side, looked at it for a while, and put it back in his arms.
He was still holding the marriage lottery that he had asked for, and he wanted to see the money at that time, but he didn't give it to him.
Her signature said "If you can't get what you want, it's hard to become a married couple", but his was blank.
It was originally impossible for two people.
There was another catastrophe in Ji Man's life. Three years later, he had a serious illness and almost died of it. Ning Jinchen had been waiting for her catastrophe, and after helping her through it, he should go back to the mountain.
After staying in the human world for six years, can my cultivation really improve to the level that Monk Wu Wu said? Ning Jinchen didn't believe it, but in the following days, he still devoted himself to chanting Buddha.
Qian'er was still with him.
A big tree in the yard turned green, yellow and then white, three reincarnations are three years, Qian'er stood in front of him, the former little girl has finally grown into a slim young girl, and there is more sorrow in her brows .
"Daddy arranged a marriage for me. The other party is the young master of the official family. I heard that I haven't had a real wife yet. When I marry, I want to be a big wife." Qian'er sat three steps away from him, and said with a dry smile: " Doesn't that sound great?"
He stopped the rosary in his hand, opened his eyes and looked at her and said, "It's pretty good."
Qian'er smiled and nodded: "Yes, I heard that the young master has a good temper, as long as I know how to manage the house."
Ning Jinchen still nodded.
Yan Shengqian's expression finally dimmed slowly, he looked at him blankly and said, "Do you know what it means to be married?"
"Of course I know." Ning Jinchen lowered his eyes: "It's just sitting in a sedan chair and marrying someone as a wife."
Qian'er laughed until tears came to her eyes: "You really know that if you marry someone else, I can no longer be with you like this, do you know?"
Ning Jinchen was taken aback, the rosary in his hand froze for a long time, and then began to move slowly: "Sooner or later, there will be such a day, luckily I didn't delay you."
Fortunately, I did not delay you.
Qian'er bent down laughing, tears fell down: "What did the Buddha say?"
Ning Jinchen closed his eyes again, and said softly: "The Buddha said: follow your heart, follow your heart, and forget yourself."
"Then why don't you listen to the Buddha?" Qian'er wiped away tears, looked up at him and said, "Don't you like Buddha the most?"
"Why didn't you listen?" Ning Jinchen smiled: "I remember what the Buddha said, and I will act accordingly."
Qian'er giggled twice, the smile was uglier than crying: "You come and read after me."
"Huh?" Ning Jinchen opened his eyes.
"The Buddha said." She took a deep breath, straightened up and looked at him.
"...The Buddha said." He followed up.
"Weixin." She took a step in his direction.
"...Only mind."
"As you wish." She took another step.
"...as you wish."
"Love me." In the third step, she stepped in front of him, looking straight at him with her eyes.
"...Love..." Ning Jinchen frowned: "The last two words should be self-forgetfulness."
"I don't care, love me!" Yan Shengqian stared at him firmly: "I've heard from the Buddha that you have read for six years, how could you be wrong."
Ning Jinchen was startled, his heart fluttered with some unknown emotions, but in the end he just calmly recited: "Amitabha."
Qian'er really wanted to be more promising and not to cry to him all the time, but she couldn't help crying in front of him: "You stupid monk, you have read the Buddha's teachings for so long, but you never understand What the Buddha is saying. Let you follow your own heart, your own heart is the most important, but you still value your Buddha!"
Ning Jinchen pursed his lips, thinking that this should be his catastrophe, and it will be fine if he gets over it.
"In two days, the sedan chair will arrive." Qian'er said with red eyes, "I don't want to marry!"
"It's a marriage contract, how can you not marry?" He stood up, brushed off the fallen leaves on his body, and turned to leave.
"The marriage contract is not what I want. If you are willing to take me away, then I will not marry." Qian'er looked at his back with burning eyes: "Even if you want to recite the Buddha for the rest of your life, I will follow you and accompany you Recite the Buddha forever!"
absurd.
Are all human emotions so absurd? Ning Jinchen smiled, counting the time, it was time to rush to the Hou Mansion.
Mrs. Hou Fu was seriously ill, and Ning Yuxuan sat beside the bed anxiously. Ji Man on the bed opened his eyes, tears kept streaming down: "It's about to break..."
"What's about to break?" Ning Yuxuan took her hand distressedly: "No matter what it is, I'll send it to be repaired. There is nothing that cannot be repaired."
"Dream..." Ji Man burst into tears more and more, crying very sadly: "How do I fix my dream?"
Mo Yuhou was stunned, Ning Jinchen hurried in and fed Ji Man the rejuvenation medicine that had been prepared all along.
Ji Man opened his eyes and looked at him for a while, then closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
"What did you feed her?" Mo Yuhou asked sullenly.
"Mother's soul is being pulled by something in another place, and it will be fine after eating this." Ning Jinchen said, "I came down the mountain to repay my parents' kindness and save her life."
Ning Yuxuan was stunned for a while, checked Ji Man's breathing, and found out that everything was normal, so she felt relieved.
Ning Jinchen spent three days in the Hou's mansion to take care of him, and he also meditated for three days. After three days, it was time for him to go back to the mountain.
Qian'er has already made a promise to a good family, and he should not be involved in this mundane matter after all.
He chose an evening to leave Hou Mansion, he didn't tell anyone, he only left a letter to his parents. If he becomes an immortal after this trip, he will continue to protect his family.
Maybe, you can also bless her.
When he was walking on the street, there was a bridal sedan chair whistling towards his relatives, passing by him and heading to the other side of the street. Ning Jinchen stopped to take a look, turned around and left without showing any expression.
On the sedan chair, Qian'er covered her head, thinking of the tree many years ago. Sister-in-law Suo Miaobi Pavilion, the person in the spring boudoir's dream "What are you doing?" he asked.
"This is marriage." She replied, "It means marrying the person you like and bringing them home in a red sedan chair."
After waiting for six years, her heart didn't die, but in these three days, it was turned into ashes. He will never come, just like he will never read after her and say a word of love for her.
The boy with excellent bones went back to the mountain and had his hair shaved. Monk Wuwu was so happy that he hugged his thigh and cried: "Finally, this day has come."
Ning Jinchen is no longer called Ning Jinchen, he is called Buddha Shuo, and the name of a Buddhist scripture is used as a dharma name.
"Buddha said: only the heart, follow the heart..."
love me.