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The green scorpion Huajiu seems to be reborn in the next life, wandering on the Yanbo River.

Looking at the ancient building, the ground is as decadent as frost.

Surrounded by mountains, wrapped in plain silver.

Between the snow-capped mountain roads, there are nine twists and turns, and the temples with gray tiles and red walls can be seen from a distance.

The second uncle took the five-year-old Le Jie by the hand and walked slowly step by step. From time to time, he would look back at the little Le Jie for fear that he might fall.

When he arrived at the foot of the temple mountain, Le Jie looked up at the long stone steps with no ends, and there were wild miscellaneous trees on both sides of the stone steps.

Le Jie looked at a thin monk in a gray monk's robe walking down the stone steps, and estimated his age at fifteen or sixteen.

Le Jie was a little frightened, subconsciously grabbed the second uncle's hand, and leaned towards the second uncle.

It was so quiet here that Le Jie was terrified. For the first time, he thought of the death mentioned by the grandpa.

The second uncle was taken aback by his reaction, then smiled and patted his head.

The gray monk's robe walked up to Le Jie and the second uncle, clasped his hands together in a bow, then glanced at Le Jie, and said to the second uncle, "The abbot is already waiting in the temple, waiting for Ji Mie to go up the mountain."

"Have you taken the dharma name?" Second Uncle asked in surprise.

"En." The monk nodded, and led the uncle and nephew up the mountain.

Halfway through the walk, Le Jie was a little tired and yawned twice, feeling his eyelids wrinkled and powerless.He was raising his hand to rub it, when he was suddenly hugged by the second uncle.

Le Jie lay on the second uncle's shoulder, his eyes narrowed tiredly, and his eyelids cut the world into a white line.

Staring in a daze, I suddenly heard the second uncle say something like "Birth and death are gone, and extinction is joy."

When they arrived at a Zen room, the second uncle put Xiao Lejie on him.

Xiao Lejie woke up suddenly when he landed, and couldn't help shivering.Standing drowsily, his body wobbled like he was about to fall.

The second uncle took Xiao Lejie and followed the monk into the meditation room. The furnishings in the room are simple.

White smoke curled up from the incense burner, and three or four futons were placed beside the table.

A fat monk with a yellow face was sitting beside the table, looking at Le Jie kindly.

Le Jie seemed to be afraid of strangers, holding the hem of Second Uncle's shirt with his fleshy little hands, hiding half of his body behind.

The young monk bowed to the old monk, and then said to the second uncle: "This is the abbot of nothingness.".

After the monk finished speaking, he was told by the abbot of nothingness: "Jiachen, take Ji Mie to the hut in the east courtyard to rest first.".

"Is it the room where Junior Brother Birth and Death lives?" asked the young monk named Jiachen.

The old monk nodded.

But Le Jie grabbed the hem of the second uncle's clothes and did not let go. The second uncle coaxed him and said that he would take him away after finishing the work, so he let go of his doubts and went out with Monk Jiachen.

Dai Jiachen took Le Jie out the door, and the second uncle took out a bag of things wrapped in white plain cloth from his arms.

He put it on the table, and when Abbot Xu Wu opened it, he saw two jade ornaments—a white jade peach blossom pendant and a jade gourd.

The second uncle said: "On the day Le Jie was born, colorful clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, and hundreds of birds flew to the courtyard of my Le family. Within ten miles, a hundred flowers bloomed. He held this jade peach blossom in his mouth and wore this necklace around his neck. Jade gourd. My Le family has been a scholar for generations, and I don’t believe in ghosts and gods. But I am very concerned about Le Jie’s vision and attach great importance to it. One day, a Taoist priest came and asked him to do a fortune telling. Jie is the appearance of a god, but there was a bloody disaster in the year of reaching the crown, so we sent it to the temple and took it home after the year of reaching the crown. So I wrote a letter in advance, which should have been delivered two months ago, But Le Jie was seriously ill, and he was sent to your monastery until today."

Abbot Xu Wu put away the two jade ornaments, and promised to his second uncle that he would ensure that Le Jie would survive the year of reaching the crown safely.

A lot of bamboos were planted in the east courtyard. Le Jie was held by Jia Chen and looked around, looking at the dense bamboo forest outside the corridor like a green wall.

The corridor is very long.

Every time Jiachen passed by, he would tell Le Jie in detail what that place was used for, and now he pointed to each room in the corridor of the East Hall and said who and so and so lived in it.

When they stopped at a house at the end of the corridor, the bamboo forest also came to an end.

There are only a few sparse green bamboos outside the house. Through the bamboo body, one can see the thick fog among the snow-covered mountains in the distance like a river flowing with milk.

Monk Jiachen pushed open the door and led Le Jie to go in, but saw Le Jie holding his hand and standing there motionless.

"What's the matter?" Monk Jia Chen squatted down and was at the same height as Le Jie, looking at Le Jie with his head lowered, his face was desolate and desolate, his chin was slumped in, his eyelids were drooping, and his mouth was pursed with grievance.

Le Jie suddenly let go of Jia Chen's hand, and then ran towards the other end of the corridor.

He tripped over a few steps on the way, and his palms were scratched. He also endured the pain, stood up and ran again nonchalantly.

When he arrived at the entrance of the temple, he saw the back of his second uncle Qingshan disappearing from the stone steps little by little, but he didn't make a sound, but felt suddenly empty in his heart, and he hadn't reacted yet.It's just that after strenuous exercise, my heart is pounding in my chest, I'm panting heavily, and my chest is heaving.

When Le Jie turned around, he saw Jia Chen standing behind him.

He walked up to hold Jiachen's hand and just said "Let's go" lightly, then he fell into silence and didn't speak any more.

Jia Chen lowered his head and looked at him a few times, opened his mouth to say something but didn't say anything, only felt his right hand was tightly grasped by Le Jie.

There were two beds in the room, with identical pillows and quilts, so Le Jie didn't know which one to go to, so he had to walk towards the wooden stool beside the round table.

Jia Chen also walked over, picked up the teapot on the table and poured tea while smiling and said: "Junior Brother Sheng Mie made your bed already early.".

When he handed a cup of honeysuckle tea to Le Jie, he said: "Sheng Mi is two years older than you, treat people with gentleness and courtesy, and you two will be able to get together."

Le Jie took a small sip of tea, held the white teacup and looked at Jiachen, but didn't speak.

Jiachen looked at him and smiled, pointed to the bed by the window and said to him, "You will sleep there from now on."

Thinking of something again, he stood up and walked to the red lacquered cabinet standing in the middle of the wall between the two beds, opened the closet and took out a new set of gray monk clothes, and turned around to call Le Jie: "Little brother, come here quickly, brother for me." You put it on."

At that time, Le Jie had already calmed down, and suddenly walked towards Jia Chen curiously.

Staring at the gray monk's robe in Jiachen's hand with eyes full of novelty, he asked expectantly, "Is this for me?".

"Of course" Jiachen smiled at him.

Le Jie looked at the young monk in front of him again, felt that he looked good in gray monk clothes, so he was relieved.

Jia Chen guessed what Le Jie was thinking, so he called, "If you don't look good at senior brother, don't you want to wear this monk's robe?".

Le Jie, who had seen through his little thoughts, lowered his head in embarrassment, but there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Le Jie sat on the bed, holding the skirt of his chest and looking at himself, Jiachen knelt on one knee and helped him put on the monk's shoes.

Le Jie suddenly remembered something, pointed at Jia Chen's bald head, and stammered.

Jia Chen looked up at him suspiciously.

"Should I cut my hair too?" Le Jie blushed a little after finishing speaking.

"You don't need it, the master has prepared a hat for you." Jia Chen sat beside Le Jie.

After dinner, Jia Chen asked Le Jie if he could go back to the dormitory by himself. He said he was going to do evening classes.

Le Jie nodded, then Jia Chen felt relieved and told him to go back to rest earlier, he would not have evening class tonight but would have to get up early for morning class tomorrow morning.

Le Jie returned to the room, the surroundings were silent, he was the only one in the entire east courtyard.

It was snowing again outside.

He leaned against the window and looked at the snow for a while, then hid under the blanket when he felt a little cold.

Unknowingly, sadness came to my mind again.

Yesterday morning, his father told him that his mother was ill, so he couldn't take him to the temple to fulfill his vows, so he asked his second uncle to take him there.

Although his father took him there before, it's not bad to change to the second uncle this time.he thinks.

He was quite happy at first, because he liked listening to his second uncle tell stories the most.

But when they got into the carriage and drove for a long time, he saw that the carriage was not stopping. He opened the curtain to look and found that it was not the same road as before.

"Second Uncle, I made a mistake." He stared at Second Uncle with wide eyes.

"No, let's go to Qingchen Temple this time," said the second uncle with a smile, "let me tell you the story of the jade-faced little fox and the white-faced scholar."

Just as Le Jie was thinking, he was suddenly brought back to reality by the sound of a "squeak" pushing the door.

He propped himself up to look at the monk who came in from the door.

The monk happened to watch him too.

Le Jie looked at his razor-sharp black eyebrows, long and dense lashes, as if he had seen them somewhere.

Bright eyes and white teeth, fleeting.

"Are you still used to it?" The little monk walked to Lejie's window.

Le Jie looked at him in a daze, and nodded.

"My Dharma name arises and perishes," the monk moved a stool and sat in front of Le Jie's bed, "I have been in the monastery since I was a child."

"Is it also sent by family members?" Le Jie said, his eyes turned red with grievance.

"The master picked it up."

Seeing the frosty cheeks on his face, Le Jie threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed, ran to the table and poured him a cup of hot tea.

"Senior brother Jiachen brought hot water at dusk and gave me some honeysuckle."

Not long after Le Jie stood there, his body was soaked with coolness, and he began to shiver.

"Go back to bed." Sheng Mie touched his hand and found it was colder than his own.

Le Jie covered the quilt, then looked at the birth and death: "Aren't you going back?".

"The leather is durable." Sheng Mie smiled at him.

The two laughed for a while, then suddenly sank down.

After a long time, Sheng Mie said: "Master said that the day you were coming, I was very happy. Since childhood, my brothers and sisters shared a room with each other, and I was the only one, me." , with a serious expression on the cage, "I think I've seen you before.".

"...Me too." Le Jie bowed her head in embarrassment.

After the snow stopped that night, the moon rose up, and the moonlight was like clear ripples, rippling in the Qingchen Temple, and the green bamboos were like washing.

Le Jie looked sideways at the birth and death on the opposite bed, and suddenly remembered that his Dharma name was Ji Mie.

"Birth and death? Nirvana?" He thought in his mind, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The author has something to say:

In the second world, the Green Lantern Tribulation.

Birth and death have ceased, and extinction is joy.

This world mainly writes about childhood sweethearts, and the ending is to be determined.