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A young monk saw her standing at the door of the Buddhist hall and knew that she was a distinguished guest of Zhaojue Temple, so he asked her if she wanted to join him. He could go in and place a futon.

Qin Jingyu shook his head.

He just pointed in the direction of Bo Hanting and asked, "Is it like this every time he comes up the mountain?"

When she lived with Bo Hanting in the temple before, she spent most of her time in the courtyard room sorting out papers. This was the first time she saw Bo Hanting sitting in front of the Buddha, praying so devoutly.

The young monk answered her, "Donor Bo would take time to go to the temple to worship the Buddha with Master Huineng every once in a while. He said that he had a predestined relationship with the Buddha when he was a child and often came to the temple. Now he has developed a habit."

Qin Jingyu nodded when he heard this. The young monk probably didn't know more than she did, so he didn't ask any more questions.

She does not believe in Buddhism, but only believes in herself, so she cannot be as calm as Master Huineng and Bo Hanting, chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha like Zhishui.

The Buddha probably wouldn't want a disciple who was so insincere like her.

I asked the young monk if there were any places with beautiful scenery for hiking around the temple.

The young monk pointed out the way to her, "Go towards the trail to the back mountain. There is a stream and a small waterfall there. Most foreign pilgrims don't know that place. It is sparsely populated and the trail is steep. If donor Qin goes there, be careful where you step. slip."

"Got it, thank you."

Qin Jingyu walked through a path from the backyard and walked for about 20 minutes before passing through the forest. She saw that the mountain behind was just like the young monk said. It was sparsely populated, few people came, and the weeds were almost as high as her legs. .

After walking across a wooden bridge, I saw the shadow of the creek. It was the rainy season recently, and the waterfall flew down into the creek, and then turned into flowing water and flowed into the mountains.

Green mountains and green waters, with birds chirping but no flowers fragrant. It was such a beautiful scene that she couldn’t help but take a photo and post it on her WeChat Moments.

After a while, there were many messages, asking her which mountain had the most beautiful scenery.

She didn't reply, maybe because she was selfish and wanted to enjoy the scenery to herself, and didn't want too many people disturbing the tranquility of the mountain behind Zhaojue.

Until a message from Qin Jingfan appeared.

Qin Jingfan: [This is the mountain behind Zhaojue Temple, right? 】

Qin Jingyu replied: [Second brother has been here? 】

Qin Jingfan: [When I went to Zhaojue Temple a few years ago, I was lucky enough to go to the back mountain. Nothing changed. Are you still there? 】

Qin Jingyu: [Still. 】

Qin Jingfan: [If you walk further into Xitan, you can reach the top of the mountain. It’s a perfect place to watch the sunset. 】

Qin Jingyu: [Since my second brother said so, I must go and take a look. 】

Turn off the phone and continue walking up in the direction given by Qin Jingfan.

Walking through the moss-covered stone road to the top of the mountain, the view is indeed broadened. The scenery on the top of the mountain is like an ocean, endless, the fresh air and the tranquility away from the hustle and bustle are like a paradise.

Unlike the tallest building of the Bo Group Building, which can officially overlook the entire imperial city at its feet, this place is higher and can see further, and the golden dome of Zhaojue Temple is at its feet.

This reminded her of a poem by Li Shixian: The immortal caressed my head and tied my hair to receive immortality.

The sunset towards the end of October always comes earlier. When the golden color of the sunset falls, it seems to envelope the entire Zhaojue Mountain. Even the golden top of Zhaojue Temple exudes the sacred light of Buddha.

I didn’t forget to take a photo for Qin Jingfan, [My second brother was right, it was indeed a good place to watch the sun. 】

Qin Jingfan: [Very beautiful. 】

She put away her phone and sat down on the ground, her mind free as she admired the beautiful scenery.

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In Zhaojue Temple, Bo Hanting was restless today. He thought that the people who had taken a nap in the courtyard should have woken up long ago, so he couldn't calm down.

Even Master Huineng felt the restlessness in his heart, so he said: "I am afraid that the donor will not be able to calm down today, so why not stop here today."

Bo Hanting opened his eyes, took a long breath, and left the Buddhist hall halfway through the chant.

However, he couldn't find anyone in the temple or the courtyard. Finally, he opened the circle of friends and saw the latest news posted by someone, and then he knew where that person had gone.

He knew very well what was near Zhaojue Temple.

He entered the back mountain directly from the backyard. When passing by Xitan, he didn't stop but walked straight up.

Sure enough, as soon as they reached the top of the mountain, they saw a young man wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, lying on the grass mountain, with his hands under the pillow, his messy hair blowing in the wind, looking so free and at ease.

The sun gradually fell from the horizon, rendering the entire sky red like fire and orange like maple leaves, like a magnificent brocade spread out, beautiful and spectacular!

When Bo Hanting saw this, he suddenly smiled out of nowhere, but the smile was very shallow. The mood that had been depressed for more than half a month finally dissipated at this moment.

He was far away from the boy, leaning against the tree, taking out a cigarette and lighting it for himself. The smoke clouds blurred his cold eyes, and he himself was also confused.

The cigarette burned slowly, but the beautiful scenery disappeared quickly.

When the sun sinks below the horizon, the fiery clouds in the sky will eventually return to a calm whiteness.

He could clearly hear the young man sighing, probably sighing that the beautiful scenery disappeared too quickly, and he could see it but couldn't keep it.

Since you can't keep it, just follow the natural laws of all things.

What is yours will come back to you sooner or later.

Qin Jingyu enjoyed a complete and beautiful sunset and stood up from the ground with a satisfied smile on his face.

The moment the young man turned around, Bo Hanting's heart seemed to skip a beat. His smoking hand was still, trying to capture the throbbing of that moment.

Qin Jingyu turned around and was startled when he saw a man smoking not far away.

She shouted suspiciously: "Brother-in-law?"

When did he come?

How long has it been since I came, but there is no sound at all.

The man came back to his senses and hummed in a hoarse voice.

At the same time, he also put out the cigarette butt in his hand.

Qin Jingyu stepped forward and asked doubtfully: "Uncle, when did you come?"

"It didn't take long."

"Then why didn't you call me?"

The man lowered his eyes and looked at the young man with red lips and white teeth. His eyes became darker and darker. Qin Jingyu felt frightened by this look. It was a dangerous look.

She couldn't help but take a step back.

It was this step back that completely pulled Bo Hanting back. He narrowed his eyes, looked at the black furry hair on her head, and asked unhurriedly: "When are you going to Zhonghai City?"

She replied: "I have booked a flight ticket for the day after tomorrow."

"Take Lei Wujie with you?"

"Ah."

The man nodded.

Qin Jingyu saw that he was easy to talk to now, "Uncle, are you not angry anymore?"

"Why am I angry?" The man asked the question back.

"Are you angry that I didn't discuss my decision to go to Zhonghai University with you?" she continued to ask tentatively.

The man didn't answer, just said: "Stretch out your hand."

Qin Jingyu stretched out his hand without knowing why.

A string of cold small-leaf red sandalwood beads was placed on her white wrist, "Uncle, is this?"

It was similar to the one on Bo Hanting's wrist, but not the same. The beads were thinner and more suitable for her.

The man said in a low voice: "I begged you earlier, wear it to keep you safe."

Qin Jingyu was stunned.

"Jingyu, may you be as free as the wind."

If it's his, it will fly back to his hands sooner or later, right?

So what if we let him go free for now!