Lanling covered the moon

Zimo took Han Zigao back to Tingyun nunnery, although it was already broken the rules to live in the nunnery with the prince of Lanling, but he went to the mountain and brought back another one. The abbot and teacher were somewhat embarrassed.Sister Jinghui saw that Zimo's expression seemed to be much clearer, probably because she fell in love with the young man she met by chance, teased the little squirrel, and walked the mountain road back to the nunnery, so she secretly chatted with him. The corner of Master Yun's clothes was very gracious to the abbot, leaving the friend brought back by Chang Gong to stay overnight, which can be regarded as giving Chang Gong a friend to keep company in this nunnery full of women.

After two days in Tingyun Nunnery, how could Jinghui and Master Tingyun fail to see that Chang Gong must have encountered some difficulties when he took the liberty to visit? When he thinks about his son, he feels pity in his heart.But as a monk, all I can do is to recite the Heart Sutra a few more times for the child and pray for him in front of the Buddha.

"Forget it, let's eat some vegetarian food tonight, let's rest here. It's just that it's not convenient for us to take in strangers in Yun'an. I hope this benefactor can get up early tomorrow morning and go on the road. Go where you want to go." Listen Master Yun recited Amitabha too much, so he promised Zimo to let the hungry and cold Han Zigao stay.

"Thank you, Mrs., thank you, thank you!" Han Zigao only wished that he would not sleep in the mountains tonight, he did not expect to have vegetarian food to fill his stomach, he was so happy, he couldn't help but thank Xiang Jinghui and Mrs. Tingyun Bowing, when Su Zhai was on the table, the little soup that had been hiding in his master's arms jumped onto the table along Han Zigao's arm.Master Jinghui was very careful and prepared a small plate of peanuts for them.Zimo couldn't help laughing as she looked at sister Jinghui, who was secretly looking at the squirrel secretly as she turned away.

"Brother Han, sit down. You have eaten all the soup, so don't be too polite." Zimo asked Han Zigao to sit down. He just heard that Brother Han came from Jiangnan and went north to find relatives. , I lost my money on the way, and was accused of going the wrong way and crashed into the mountain by mistake.Seeing that Xiao Geng just ate a lot of pine nuts and now he is eating peanuts to the top, this handsome young man must be very hungry.

"This... Brother, you can eat it too, why don't you move your chopsticks?" Han Zigao's beautiful eyes, like gathering water, raised his head and blinked at Zimo, which aroused pity.The water and soil in the south of the Yangtze River are good. This little brother's skin is white and jade-like, and he seems to be able to pinch water.

"This is specially prepared by the teacher for you. It's so late at night, it's already past time for dinner. You don't have to be polite, I'm not hungry." Zi Mo replied with a smile.

"That's it...that little brother, I won't be polite, brother, don't blame it, don't blame it!" After finishing speaking, Han Zigao swung his bow left and right, holding the steamed bun in one hand and the tea bowl in the other. The eating appearance of Xiaotang is very similar.

hehe. . . . . .Zimo couldn't help tilting his head and snickering, Xiao Zimo really hasn't been happy for a moment since he came to Tingyun Nunnery as if fleeing.This Han Zigao is really an interesting person, with a smart and expressive personality. Seeing him eating so contentedly and happily, even Zimo's mood is swept away from the haze, as if his life is very complete.

"Brother, are you laughing at me? But it's okay, I know that I look ugly, haha, but I'm really hungry. The first time I came to the north, I went around and walked a lot of wrong roads, thinking that I would soon enter Ye You can breathe a sigh of relief when you are in the city, I never thought that you would be wrong if you look for someone to guide you... But fortunately, I met you, brother!" Han Zigao, who was holding a big white steamed bun, showed his canine teeth and smiled. , his eyes sparkled, and that expression was similar to holding a small soup of peanuts, which made Zimo cover his mouth with his sleeve and started to snicker again.

Brother Han is very eloquent. He knew that Zimo was two years older than him, so he began to talk to each other, and he didn't see each other.Yelling and yelling are easy to say, and shouting brother Mo is also very familiar with yelling, it doesn't look like they have just known each other for a few hours.

"Did you go to Yecheng to seek refuge with your relatives? There is no one at home?" Zimo asked him.

"Yeah, brother, I'm from Shanyin, Kuaiji. My family was poor since I was a child. I thought that my family could rely on each other to support each other, but I didn't want to have a flood half a year ago. My house was washed down and the adobe house was blown away. My parents and brothers all lost their lives in the ensuing plague. I was lucky enough to survive..." Han Zimo's eyes darkened a little, and he lowered his head while chewing white flour steamed buns, calming down a little. After comprehending his thoughts, he raised his head and said, "A few years ago, I heard that a second uncle in my family came to the north very early to make a living, and settled in Yecheng. He seemed to be a teacher. I really had no choice but to come here to meet him." Just try your luck, if you don't find my second uncle, it's okay, I have hands and feet, Yecheng should be a place where I can make a living."

"Brother Han is really open-minded. Auspicious people have their own talents. I think you will be able to find your second uncle. There are not many private schools in Ye City. I will help Brother Han to find out more, and maybe there will be some clues." Zimo comforted him. road.

"Really?! I really met a noble person today! Thank you so much brother, thank you brother!!" Han Zimo didn't see him either, and when he heard that Zimo wanted to help him find someone, his excitement was beyond words, and he put down the tea bowl He held Zimo's hand tightly, held it tightly and waved it a few times.

Xiao Zimo looked at her hand, it was held tightly by others, she should have been a little apprehensive, but in fact, she probably really had some kind of flirtation with this Han Zigao, and she didn't feel strange, and didn't think there was anything wrong, as if she was too much Once I got a younger brother with a clear personality, I let him hold my hand.

"You don't need to say thank you, we are also destined, we can meet each other in the middle of the night when we go to the back mountain to take a bath. Speaking of which, if it weren't for your little soup, I don't think we would meet each other either. If you want to thank it, thank it. "Zi Mo stroked the squirrel's tail with a smile, Xiao Geng twisted his small body, very shy.

"Well, indeed, if it weren't for Xiaotang to lead the way, how could I have met my brother! Xiaogeng, I leave you with food and drink every day, you are really spiritual, and let me meet this noble man, brother , By the way, dare to ask my brother's name?"

. . . . . . "Gao Xiaojuan" Zimo lives in this Tingyun nunnery, he is indeed Gao Xiaojuan.

"Gao..." Han Zigao raised his eyes and looked at Zimo meaningfully, then smiled for a while, and continued eating with the steamed buns.Zimo added some vegetables to his bowl, this Han Zimo was not very old, but he was very thin.All the way, he probably lived and slept without a meal. He ate hungrily, his fingers were long and slender, just like his face, very skinny.

After eating, both Xiao Geng and Han Zimo burped while covering their stomachs.

"Brother Gao, I took the liberty to disturb my brother's rest. Thank you for your hospitality. We are all full, so we went down to rest. Brother Gao, let's go to bed early too." Han Zigao held the soup in his arms, bowed respectfully, Then he opened the door and turned to leave.

Once out the door, take a big step and turn right.

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"Come back." Zimo shivered against the cold wind in the middle of the night, and raised his voice to stop the little brother who was going out.

"What's the matter, brother?" Han Zigao asked.

"You went wrong. Master Jinghui arranged for you the firewood house on the west side. You can go through the front porch and turn west." It was not easy, and it was impossible to move out another room in the middle of the night, so Han Zigao should have lived in the firewood room of this nunnery.

"Huh? Is that so and so... through the front porch, and then...to the west... Brother Gao, I don't know something." Han Zimo clasped his fists and asked meticulously.

"Let's talk." Zi Mo wrapped the clothes around his body, the wind in the hall was really cold.

"Brother, do you dare to ask, where is the west side? After I pass this corridor, do I dare to go left or right?" Brother Han also confessed, and asked respectfully what he was confused about.

. . . . . .Zimo was at a loss for words.

"Could it be that you are a road idiot?" After a long time, he asked.

"Lu Chi? What is Lu Chi?" Han Zimo looked puzzled.

"You came from your hometown, how long did you travel to get to Yecheng?" Zimo asked him again.

"It's not long. I first took a boat across the Yangtze River, and then I left based on my feeling. I couldn't find the way, so I asked the local old people for advice. No, it took only seven or eight months to get there. "

Seven or eight months? !Xiao Zimo thought about it carefully, got out of bed and pulled Brother Han into the room, and closed the door again.

"Brother Han, you should stay in my house tonight. The firewood house is too far away for you, and if you can't tell the difference between north, south, west, east and touch the wrong room, I guess I will be kicked out of here tomorrow by Ting Yun." Nunnery." Zi Mo is telling the truth, although she is not willing to share a room with others, but considering that this little brother is also a responsible person, and there are two beds in the Buddhist room, so don't ask for more It's over.

Zimo sorted out his bedding, and distributed a bedding to Han Zimo.

"Brother Gao, we met by chance, why did you treat me so well, this is how I can repay you..." Little brother Han's beautiful eyes glowed with brilliance, with a small soup in his arms, he was very excited moved.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, seeing you like this, I remembered that when I was a child, I also relied on my father and elder brothers in this way. Time is like water, and today you are the only one who can accompany me to talk freely without any worries. Come back with a younger brother." Zi Mo lay on his bed and said lightly.Although the nunnery is quiet, Xiao Zimo asked himself that his heart has been overwhelmed in the past two days, but he has not calmed down.But for some reason, I saw Xiao Geng in the mountains, ran into Han Zigao by chance, talked and laughed for a while, and gradually relieved a lot.The elder brother and the younger brother in the family don't know what's going on, it's really wrong for her to leave without saying goodbye like the world evaporates.

"Well, big brother! You are really like my big brother! Zigao will call you brother from now on. Zigao has no relatives. I didn't expect to meet such a good brother who treated me so well before I found my second uncle in Yecheng. Yes, I, Han Zigao, am truly a blessed person..."

The candlelight burned to the end, and the meditation room gradually became dark.

Brother Han happily talked with Zimo at night on the bedside, talking about this and that, talking about things, from the lotus root water chestnut in the south of the Yangtze River to the Lanting Ancient Road in Shanyin in Kuaiji.

"By the way, big brother, the rice wine from my hometown is delicious! You should go to our Kuaiji Mountain to try it!" Han Zigao said happily, but Zimo listened to him with his eyes closed, and he didn't respond for a while, in a trance Into a dream.

"Well, I drank it." Zi Mo replied.

"Hey? Really? Is there this kind of wine in Yecheng? This rice wine is a specialty of my hometown!" Han Zimo wondered, not to mention Beidi, even Jiankang rarely had this kind of wine.

"I drank it... drank it in my dream... Life is just a big dream. In the dream, the clear and light flowers are like brocades, and when I wake up, the fallen flowers are muddy. I just want to live in the dream Get drunk here and have fun." Zi Mo sighed leisurely.

"Brother, if you like good wine so much, you should go taste the good wine from Kuaiji Mountain. We not only have good wine, but also many poems and songs left by literati. I think big brother is also a person who likes to dance and write. I'll take you to visit my hometown some other day, and you'll know what I'm talking about." Han Zimo turned around, resting his cheeks and talking about his hometown, he was very excited.

"Well, good. If I follow you for another year or so, I will be able to reach Kuaiji Shanyin. At that time, I will not leave. Living there, deep in the mountains and deep in the valley, has its own flavor."

"Huh? Brother, are you serious?" Han Zigao was dubious.

"True is also false and sometimes false is also true, so there is no need to compare true and false."

"Mmm....Big brother really makes sense." Han Zigao also looked in admiration at the man's nonsense.

"Can you sing your ditties?" Zimo asked him.

"Yes, but brother, you still know the ditties of our hometown? You really have a lot of knowledge!"

"Sing a few lines and listen to it." Zi Mo said.

"Hehe, I can't sing well." Someone laughed foolishly.

"It doesn't matter, if I don't sing well, I'll just treat it like a crow in a tree screaming."

"Oh, the little brother has to sing well, I can't let the big brother compare me to a crow." Han Zigao was also excited, and hummed the tune of his hometown in the dark meditation room.

The singing is out of tune, but the rhythm of Yuedi is inherited in one continuous line, and it has remained unchanged for thousands of years.There were tears in the corners of Zimo's eyes. Fortunately, the room was dark and he would not be seen.

Gudao Lanting, rice wine rhyme.

Xiao Zimo really had a sweet dream that night.About the past, about everything good.

Then the nightmare finally let her go, and that night, the man's figure no longer appeared in her fear and dirty dreams.

Han Zigao's humming didn't stop, but the soft sound of sleeping had already sounded.

Brother Gao must have a knot in his heart. . . . . .

Han Zigao leaned sideways and looked at Zimo's sleeping face by the moonlight outside, fascinated.