Because they were so close, and Shen Ting was in and out of Yang's house almost every day that day, even though he was in the bamboo forest and his sight was somewhat blocked by the withered yellow bamboo leaves, Qingbi still didn't delay in recognizing the tall and thin man in gray monk's robes.
Monk Leng Su was clearly Shen Ting.
Shen Ting's expression was solemn, and he obviously did not expect that his identity would be revealed in this cold and quiet corner.
Moreover, the location where the three women were standing was undoubtedly the densest place in the entire bamboo forest.
Although the voice sounded familiar to them, they could not tell who they were for the moment.
By this time, Xihe had calmed down: "Let's go out."
Qingbi hurriedly stretched out Xihe's clothes and picked off the dead leaves on her head.
Then she and Alan reached out to push aside the bamboo blocking the way, while protecting Xihe and walking out.
When Dexi and the other three walked out of the bamboo forest, Shen Ting saw Qingbi, and his expression was obviously startled: "Qingbi" Unconsciously, he glanced behind Qingbi, with an expression he couldn't tell whether he was surprised or happy, and even a little at a loss.
Since Qingbi is here, could it be that the person she is protecting is Ahe?
Xihe had already stood up, facing Shen Ting.
When their eyes met, Shen Ting was obviously a little surprised.
Why is it that Qingbi is not serving Xihe, but such a beautiful girl?
Just as he was about to look away, he felt something was wrong.
The girl's appearance was obviously unfamiliar, but those eyes couldn't be more familiar.
Suddenly something occurred to me, and I paused for a moment, then turned my head to look again.
Xihe took a step forward, bowed and saluted: "I've met senior brother."
Shen Ting finally realized where the feeling of something wrong came from.
These eyes were clearly those of his junior sister Yang Xihe, whom he had seen for more than ten years.
But now they appeared on a completely unfamiliar face.
It's really unbelievable.
When I heard the long-lost voice of senior brother, I couldn't help but feel a little moved: "Amitabha, Xihe, it's really you, you are willing to call me senior brother and teacher.
He is in good health.
Ever since I came to Huguo Temple, I have been thinking about going to visit the teacher, but I also feel that I am ashamed of the teacher."
At the end, his voice became drier.
If it hadn't been for the teacher's helping hand, the lives of myself and my mother, orphans and widowers would have been bleak, but in the end, my family repaid kindness with hatred.
"Senior brother, you are serious."
Xihe's mood was also a bit complicated.
Shen Ting was undoubtedly proud and arrogant when he was in Anzhou Prefecture.
Even if he did something wrong, he would never bow his head, so that the two families eventually drifted apart.
Xihe felt sad every time he thought of this matter.
I don't want to enter Buddhism, but I feel like I have been completely transformed.
For a moment, I didn’t know whether I should be happy or sad.
What I felt more like was a sense of confusion about the future.
I unconsciously said: "Escape into Buddhism, senior brother is really able to have no worries."
Shen Ting stared at Xihe, with a hint of warmth in his eyes: "Xihe, don't worry, I'm not out of my mind for a while and acting on my impulse."
As he said this, his expression was somewhat desolate: "It's just that I feel sorry for my mother and young son at home.
I will do my best to ensure that they have enough food and clothing, but I can't always be by my side."
The word "youngest son" was obviously a bit difficult, but after saying it, Shen Ting felt indescribably relaxed and calm.
Hope and silence.
While exchanging letters with Anzhou, how could Xihe not know that the maid serving beside Shen Ting had given birth successfully?
I originally thought that with the bond of both my mother and my young son, Shen Ting would definitely be at ease after returning from a long journey, just as Shen's mother wished, to honor my ancestors, but I didn't want him to embark on such a path without hesitation.
Even though the name of "Zen Master Chengguan" is now well-known in the imperial capital, Mrs.
Shen, who is a mother, may not be able to accept it.
Shen Ting has always been the most filial person.
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From childhood to adulthood, he has never done anything against Shen's mother's wishes.
I don't know how he can be so decisive.
For a moment, I couldn't help but think of Shen Cheng.
Before, he was deeply affectionate and unrepentant towards himself, but in the blink of an eye, he invited another woman to marry him.
Is it possible that human hearts are fickle?
Obviously noticing the gloomy look on Xihe's eyebrows, Shen Ting smiled slightly: "It's cold outside.
I hope He will move over and let's have a cup of tea and talk slowly."
Xihe hesitated and nodded.
He also ordered Qingbi to inform the guards, and then followed with Alan.
After walking around the bamboo forest, I vaguely remembered that Yang Xiru had said before that Shen Ting lived nearby.
Although I rejected him at the time, after going round and round, I met him again.
When we broke up before, we thought that we would be strangers when we met again, but if we didn't want to, we could just sit across from each other and drink tea.
Due to his special status in Huguo Temple, Shen Ting has his own independent meditation room, and is attended by two young monks.
Seeing Shen Ting coming out of the bamboo forest at the back, two young monks hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.
When they raised their heads after the ceremony, they realized that there were people behind them.
When they saw Xihe's face clearly, the two young monks were obviously a little confused.
Uncle Chengguan has naturally received female guests here, but they are all elderly ladies.
Why has he ever made an exception for such a beautiful and young woman?
In other words, if someone is of this age, the master uncle has always refused to stay thousands of miles away and will not let them get close to him no matter what.
It should be noted that the uncle is not only profound in Buddhism and erudite, but also handsome in appearance, which has attracted the favor of some noble ladies in the imperial capital.
There are always people who want to get close to my uncle for various reasons, but his uncle has always been cold and cold, and refuses people thousands of miles away.
Therefore, up to now, no one has ever gotten what he wants, no matter how noble his status is. willing.
I don't know what it is that the young lady in front of me can be so valued by my uncle.
Fortunately, although this woman looks young, she is quite generous.
Unlike other female donors, whenever she has the opportunity to get close to the uncle, she has a pair of eyes that seem to grow on the uncle's body, making people feel scared just looking at her.
Realizing that the two young monks couldn't help but look at the eyes, Xihe didn't care, but Qingbi, who had left and returned, looked a little unbearable after seeing the furnishings in the room.
Even when the Shen family was at its most depressed, it was never like this.
In the huge monk's dormitory, you can vaguely see a hard bed inside, and a futon for chanting sutras not far from the bed.
The only two things that can be called rich are a bookshelf filled with Buddhist scriptures and two young monks making exquisite tea.
The tea set is ready.
Shen Ting held the small red clay stove with his own hands and put in some tea leaves.
From where the boiling water was boiling, the faintest scent of tea came out.
Xihe exhaled a deep breath and tilted his head to see an open book next to the case.
Reaching out to take it, he suddenly realized something and glanced at Shen Ting, who was sitting quietly opposite: "can I see"
"Of course."
Shen Ting smiled gently.
He picked up the scroll with his own hands and handed it to Xihe.
The hands of the young novice fanning the fire trembled, and the fan narrowly escaped falling to the ground.
Due to Master Chengguan's special status, there are naturally many rumors about him in the temple.
One of the most widely spread rumors is the reason why Master Cheng Guan entered Buddhism.
I heard that it was because of my love for books that I was deceived by the host with countless rare Buddhist books.
No, it should be said that I was inspired.
Although the rumors cannot be verified, there is no doubt that the things piled up in Master Cheng Guan's room are all rare or rare Buddhist scriptures that are hard to find.
On weekdays, I have personally seen how much my uncle cherishes it.
Even if it is tidied up, it is never done by human hands.
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As for outsiders, no one is allowed to touch it.
Today, it was a good thing that he made exceptions for this beautiful female benefactor again and again.
How did Xihe know the reason?
He reached out and took it, and when he saw the words "Awakening to the impermanence of the world", he was stunned for a moment.
Things in the world are indeed unpredictable.
In just a few years, people and things that were once familiar will become completely unrecognizable.
Shen Ting, who thought he would be obsessed with officialdom and pursued an official career according to Shen's mother's plan, actually abandoned all rights and wrongs and entered Buddhism; his fiancée, who thought they understood each other deeply and had no regrets, suddenly had an unknown person beside him.
The mysterious woman; and now the desolate and dark self who is out of control like a resentful woman.
Since things are unpredictable, how should we deal with them?
"Only when you find out and put it down can you feel at ease."
Shen Ting took the small purple clay teapot.
The dense water vapor blended with the ray of sunlight through the window lattice, making Shen Ting's face more elegant and more holy. .
"Then if the investigation can't be solved, I can't let it go."
Xihe took the tea offered by Shen Ting and felt that his heart was wet with the blurred tea.
"One flower and one world, one leaf and one Tathagata.
When spring comes, flowers become green, and when autumn comes, leaves drift away.
Why should Xihe suffer for himself?
Since he can't bear it and can't let it go, then just go with what you want."
Shen Ting looked at Xihe steadily, with an expression on his face.
With a touch of sadness.
Apart from sadness, he also has an indescribable open-mindedness.
"When it's hard to make a decision, just ask your own heart.
Everything in the world lasts forever, but in just a thought, don't ruin your life's happiness just because of your impulse."
"Brother, thank you."
Xihe's expression was a little hesitant, but the gloom in his brows was obviously dissipated.
What's more, a burst of noise came from outside the monk's house.
"You little monks are ignorant.
Why do you dare to make your own claims before Master Cheng Guan has spoken?
Master Cheng Guan doesn't want to receive guests.
It's obvious that there are guests here right now.
Listening to the voice, he's not very old.
I can't tell.
It's the same as my family."
The young lady is no different.
They all say that all living beings are equal.
Could it be that the famous Master Cheng Guan is actually a different person?"
The maid who spoke was obviously sharp-tongued.
The two dull young monks in the temple blushed for a moment after seeing such a battle.
They had no choice but to allow their uncle to let them in, so they simply said nothing.
The visitor is not allowed to take another step forward.
The maid became more and more annoyed and simply raised her voice and said: "Strange Taoists say that the King of Hell has a hard time meeting little ghosts.
It turns out that the same is true in temples.
Master Chengguan, the female family members of the Zhou family of Youxiang Mansion are here.
Please take the time to see the Master." gd1806102: