This night, Qing Silence sat all night in this dilapidated temple, and the next morning, as soon as the sky was white, Qing Silence was ready to set off.He put away the candlestick in front of the Buddha statue, and when he saw that Dongfang Undefeated, who had stayed with him all night, planned to continue to follow him, he said: "Dongfang Sect Master, you are different from the poor monks, so why waste time. ”Fu Zhenhong said meaninglessly: "Monk, how do you know that our Tao is different?
”Qing Silent shook his head lightly and said, "What the Eastern Sect Master wants to plot, the poor monk doesn't have here. ”After speaking, Qing Jing bypassed Fu Zhenhong and walked out the door.Fu Zhenhong stared at Qing's silent back for a few seconds, raised her eyebrows slightly, and raised her heels.Feeling the footsteps behind him, Qing Silence paused, and a rare touch of helplessness appeared on his face.However, behind this helpless emotion, another secret emotion seemed to flash in the depths of his eyes, like an indescribable joy.Qing Lonely himself can't say why he has such a contradictory mood.So, almost instinctively, he suppressed that vague joy in the depths, allowing it to dissipate over time.He turned his head and looked at the man in front of him, "Eastern Sect Master, are you planning to follow the poor monk all the time?"
”"Yes."
Fu Zhenhong smiled slightly and said, "Monk, where you go, I will follow." ”He spoke casually, and his tone was a little careless, but there was no joke at all.And this light smile on his face is too bright, and under the first rays of light in the morning, there is an intoxicating amazement.Qing Silent turned his head and did not speak again.The morning dew was still a little heavy, because of the shade of the lush trees, the sun had not yet fully shone on this barren mountain, and he walked in the mountains and forests, and his monk's clothes were also wet with the dew on the leaves that branched out.Fu Zhenhong followed behind Qing Silence, always maintaining a distance of about one meter just like last night.His face was no longer □□, and his original face was still revealed.Last night in the temple, although Qing Silence was a whole night of meditation, Fu Zhenhong closed his eyes to rest, although he didn't really fall asleep, but it was also a rest.On weekdays, Fu Zhenhong's food, clothing and daily life are all taken care of by Chen Yu, when Chen Yu is not there, it is poetry, he doesn't care about the subsections, and he doesn't pursue excessive details, when no one serves, the clothes just need to be put on, as for whether it is a little loose and messy, Fu Zhenhong doesn't care.Because of this, compared with the quiet clothes at this moment, Fu Zhenhong's clothes are like two extremes.The monk's robe is clean, smooth, without a trace of wrinkles, and it is very decently worn on the body.And Fu Zhenhong's clothes have become a little messy after a night's sleep, and his belt is a little loose.Compared with the quiet and calm spirit, Fu Zhenhong, who followed behind Qing Jing, was in a lazy and lazy state.Qing Silent didn't say where to go.Fu Zhenhong didn't ask.The two of them walked one after the other, listening to each other's footsteps and the sound of birds chirping in the mountains and forests.Because it is a barren mountain, the surrounding weeds are very deep, and the branches of the trees are also growing wantonly, and when walking in silence, I pay attention to avoid these somewhat sharp branches, but Fu Zhenhong didn't care about these when he walked, so that when the two of them were only halfway away, the sleeves and shoulders of Fu Zhenhong's shirt were cut by the branches.At this time, it was already more than half of the time, and it was the time when the sun was blazing, but because the trees blocked most of the sunlight, the mottled halo did not feel scorching after shining on Fu Zhenhong's body.Silence glanced up at the sunlight, then stopped in an empty place.After clearing the weeds around him, he sat down on a raised rock, and then took out the dry food and water bottle from his baggage.The dry food consisted of several palm-sized breads, wrapped in a clean white cloth.Qing Jing took out two, and although he didn't say anything, he handed one of the dough cakes to Fu Zhenhong, who was sitting beside him.Fu Zhenhong looked at the cake and didn't take it.This dough looks a little hard, and if you think about it, if you leave it for at least one day and one night, the taste will naturally not be good.Although Fu Zhenhong planned to follow Qingshan all the way, he didn't plan to wronged himself to follow Qingshan to eat this kind of food that seemed to him to be hard and dry."
Monk, keep this plain bread for yourself."
After Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, she stood up and walked to the grass on the right.Seeing this, Qing Jing was not reluctant, his expression was always flat, and he was not surprised by Fu Zhenhong's refusal.It seems that he knows that the bread he hands to Dongfang Undefeated will not be accepted by the other party, but whether Dongfang Undefeated accepts this bread or not, it is Dongfang's undefeated business.Whether the other party takes it or not, and whether he gives it or not, is not in conflict, he is simply doing what he already thinks he should do.Although the weather is getting hotter and hotter, Qingshan chose the location under a tall old locust tree, whose branches and foliage block the dazzling sunlight.Occasionally, when the breeze blows, it can also bring a burst of coolness.He just sat under the tree and ate the bread one bite at a time.When he was almost halfway through the bread, Fu Zhenhong came back, still carrying a hare in his hand, obviously planning to roast the hare to eat.The hare had already died, and there was still blood on his legs, and when Qing Shi saw it, his brows were obviously wrinkled, but he didn't say anything, just looked away and stopped looking at the hare.Fu Zhenhong was a little surprised, he thought that Qing Jing would say something to him as a monk, but he didn't expect that although the other party did not approve of his behavior, he did not interfere and restrain others with his own way.This can't help but remind Fu Zhenhong of when he was at the martial arts conference, when facing those who were killed by him, Shishi and Chen Yu, in the bloody conference, Qing Silence was still standing in it, his face was calm, and he obviously had the pity of Buddhism, but there was an extreme restraint and calm calm.It didn't take long for the smell of the hare to be roasted wafted into the air, and Fu Zhenhong held a pole made of twigs, on which the hare was erected, looking very appetizing.However, Fu Zhenhong's meal was not large, he only ate one rabbit leg, and put the rest aside.And here, the quiet bread has also been eaten, and he is drinking the water from the kettle.After Fu Zhenhong wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, he looked at the kettle in Qing Lone's hand, and said to Qing Lone without hesitation: "Monk, I'm thirsty." ”His tone is very reasonable, but whether it is his identity and status above everyone, or his martial arts and appearance, it makes people feel that he should be like this, and what is even more strange is that it will not make people feel annoying.Qing Jing glanced at Fu Zhenhong, then at the kettle in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he still handed the kettle to Fu Zhenhong.When Fu Zhenhong reached out to catch the kettle, the torn shirt on her shoulder was just facing the direction where Qing Jing was, and Qing Li's eyes inevitably touched the flawless and delicate white under the clothes.This snow-white round shoulder is really a bit eye-catching, but its owner doesn't care, and he doesn't care about the existence of a second person here.Qing Shi paused and looked away, but after raising his eyes and seeing Fu Zhenhong's lips almost touching the mouth of the kettle to drink water, his body stiffened for a moment.He had drunk this kettle just now, and he drank it with his lips against the mouth of the bottle, and now, Dongfang Undefeated drank it almost like this, so it was as if he and Dongfang Undefeated's lips were indirectly in contact.At this point, Qing's lonely expression was somewhat uncomfortable.Although the two men are like this, there is really nothing to make a fuss about, but if one of them is undefeated in the East, Qing Lonely feels a little strange inexplicably, and there is no way to ignore it.I can't tell what kind of feeling it feels like to be silent, in short, the mood is subtle, and the roots of my ears are slightly hot, although it is not obvious, almost negligible.Fu Zhenhong didn't think so much in a short period of time like Qing Lonely, and after he drank the water, he threw the kettle to Qing Lonely: "Thank you, monk." ”He said, like a nobody.Seeing this, in order not to appear deliberate, he had to swallow back the words he was about to say, and silently closed the lid of the kettle.Qing Jing didn't take the initiative to find a topic, and Fu Zhenhong didn't plan to say anything, so the two of them rested quietly in the shade of the tree for a while before they began to move on.It was still Qing Silence walking in front, and Fu Zhenhong was following behind Qing Silence.With the experience of last night and this morning, Qing Silence seems to have become accustomed to having such a person follow him.After passing through this barren mountain, Fu Zhenhong followed Qing Silence to a small wooden house at the foot of the mountain.This small wooden house is a few years old, but it is not dirty, on the contrary, the small wooden house is fenced around the perimeter, and there are a few chickens in the yard, and the whole environment is full of a very simple life atmosphere.Green smoke was rising from the chimney of the cabin, and the smell of rice wafted from it.Qing Silent walked in, and just then, a boy dressed in gray ran out of it.The little boy held a string of sugar gourds in his hand, and when he saw Qing Silence walking into the yard, his eyes were big, and his pink face suddenly woke up with a touch of surprise: "It's Brother Qing Lone!"
Daddy, Daddy, Brother Lonely is here!
”The little boy turned around excitedly and shouted in the direction of the kitchen."
Yang'er, how many times has Daddy told you, if you want to call Master Qinglone, you can't be so unruly."
The little boy was answered by a very calm male voice.After the voice fell, a man dressed in gray came out of the room.This man looked to be about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a stiff appearance and somewhat dark skin, but his eyes were bright, black and white, and he was very spirited.After he saw Qinglu, like the little boy, his face was happy, and the eyebrows of the two were very similar."
Brother Qinglone, you came just in time, Daddy wrapped glutinous rice dumplings with leaves today, and you can eat them in a while."
The little boy ran up to Qing Silence, raised his head, and looked at Qing Silence with sparkling eyes.The quiet mood seemed to be infected by the simple and sincere enthusiasm of the little boy in front of him, and there was a shallow arc at the corner of his lips.He raised his hand, gently touched the little boy's head, and was about to speak, but the little boy suddenly turned his head, as if he had found something, and looked at Fu Zhenhong who was standing behind Qing Shi.The author has something to say: Thank you to the little angel who voted for me during the period of 2021-09-2518:29:08~2021-09-2622:20:38 ~ Thank you to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Linlang for evil; Su Chengyue ophelia 30 bottles; 14 bottles of Taoman; Deer Crash, Tom 10 bottles; 5 bottles of spring life and all new things; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!