There's A Beauty

Youshu didn't look up, but lifted the candied haws that were still firmly in her hand, bit off and ate them.As early as the end of the world, he had developed "the habit of overeating when he was frightened", and only the feeling of fullness could help him suppress the sense of fear that his life was hanging by a thread.In the last days, nothing is more precious than food and water.

However, he had already licked off the maltose on the surface of the candied haws, and now there were only a few half-baked hawthorns left. After chewing them, the sour taste almost made him cry.He immediately covered his cheeks, rubbed them vigorously a few times, then stretched his neck and swallowed the sour fruit into his stomach bit by bit, and then let out a long breath.

After eating, the sense of fear disappeared like a bubble. Only then did Youshu raise her head and look carefully at the boy in front of her.The other party's appearance is extremely outstanding, and he has a dignified temperament that is different from ordinary people.At this moment, he was squinting a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, staring at himself with a strange expression.

"Are you okay?" the boy asked again.

"I'm fine, thank you." Youshu wiped off the snow particles on her face, and cupped her hands at the boy.

"Thank me for what?" The young man's tone was slightly puzzled.

"Thank you anyway." You Shu didn't want to spread the word about being haunted by ghosts, so she didn't say much.When the ghost left, he mentioned the "purple dragon aura". The so-called dragon aura should only be possessed by emperors, and it can resist all evil things in the world. Here, only he and the young man have purple dragon aura. It goes without saying who he is.

In other words, this young man was his savior. If the other party hadn't just arrived, he would have been killed by the ghost just now.This body was supposed to belong to a ghost?Already on the life and death book of King Yan?ridiculous!Everything comes first and then. Youshu slept in her mother's womb for ten months. When she was born, the ghost came late, wanting to take her away. Why did this body become his?Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed across Youshu's eyes.Although he is emotionally indifferent and very quiet, but after six years of struggling in the apocalypse, he is naturally not a good person.Now he has nothing to do with Li Gui, but it doesn't mean he won't be able to do anything to him in the future.

The boy wanted to ask again, but Youshu had already wiped off the snow from his head and face, and swayed away, still holding the bamboo stick for stringing candied haws in his hand.

"Weird." The young man shook his head and walked away.

Youshu walked to the open space in front of the hall. Bai Shao had already hung up the lucky bag, and was looking around anxiously. When she saw him coming, she hurriedly went up to him and asked, "Master, where did you go just now, but you scared the slave to death! Ah, you Why are your hair and clothes wet? You must be naughty, right? Come on, this servant will take you to the stove to dry."

Bai Shao bought a few roasted sweet potatoes from Huotou Monk for the young master to eat, then took off his outer robe, propped it on a wooden stick by the stove, and wrapped the young master's skinny body with his jacket.As long as there is food, Youshu will be very quiet, nibbling on sweet sweet potatoes, and intentionally or unintentionally ask the monk Huotou about the origin of the noble boy, and learn that the other party is currently living in Kaiyuan Temple to lead a practice. I have an idea in my heart.

About half an hour later, Mother Song came to find her with a basket of incense candles, and said happily. "Okay, I've offered the Longevity Card to the young master, and in the future, I will come here to add some sesame oil money, so the young master can live a long life."

"And Miss..." As soon as Bai Shao said, she realized that the young master didn't know her own background, so she stopped immediately.

Mother Song didn't want the young master to be blinded by hatred. When he grows up and is promising, it won't be too late to tell the truth, so she gave Bai Shao a hard look and wanted to return home after pulling the young master.

Youshu followed Mother Song without saying a word, and said when she reached the gate of the temple, "Mom, I want to stay in Kaiyuan Temple to lead my cultivation."

"What did you say, young master?" Song's mother slipped on the soles of her feet and almost fell.

"I said I would stay in Kaiyuan Temple to lead my cultivation." You Shu supported her and reiterated. 40 The taels of silver had already been spent, and Li Gui felt that the debt had been paid off, so he was determined to drag him to hell with him.If he leaves that young man with dragon energy, he can only die.

"You child, why are you going to become a monk? But who said what?" Song's mother looked at Bai Shao with cold eyes, and Bai Shao waved her hands again and again in shock.

"No one told me." Youshu looked around and saw that there was no one else around, so she whispered, "To tell you the truth, I was haunted by a ghost recently and said that this body should belong to him. When the debt collector came, he said that the 40 taels of silver had already been spent and that I had to die. In recent days, he often harmed me, pushing me into the pond, pushing me down the steps, and repeatedly killing me. Just now in the temple, he still Hold the back of my head and drown me in the snowdrift. Fortunately, a noble pilgrim passed by, and he retreated. If I go back with my mother, I may be plotted by a ghost one day. If I don’t stay in the noble I am safe around me. Besides, this is a temple, maybe the Bodhisattva will bless me."

Of course, You Shu would never believe the last sentence.If the bodhisattva can really save all living beings and subdue demons, how could the ghosts be so rampant and kill them in the temple.It can be seen that Kaiyuan Temple is not a sacred and inviolable place.

Song Mama and Bai Shao were stunned, and when they came back to their senses, they quickly checked the back of the young master's head, and saw a red handprint faintly printed on the white and tender scalp, judging from the size, it should belong to an adult man.Reminiscent of the frequent bewitching of people in Yushui Village, and the dream that the master and the young lady had at the same time five years ago when the young master was born, Mother Song and Bai Shao have already firmly believed in this.

What does it mean that the flesh body should have been his?Could it be that the debt collector failed to be born in the young lady's womb, but instead was taken over by the young master?The young master is not some kind of ghost, but his own flesh and blood that was born in ten months of hard work by the young lady!Mother Song was ecstatic for a while, and sad for a while. She hugged Youshu's thin body and cried intermittently, "I, my poor young master, you have suffered so much, why didn't you tell me sooner! Definitely ask an expert to save you."

"Mom, you don't need to blame yourself. Most of the experts are liars." Youshu patted Mother Song on the back clumsily, "All the experts invited from the village can't do anything to the ghost. Only when he sees an honored person will he shy away."

"Who is that noble man? Mom, go and ask him to protect you." Mother Song pulled away from her grief, picked up the young master and walked into the temple.

"How can ordinary people dare to get involved in the matter of gods and ghosts? It's okay if you don't say anything. If you say it, you will definitely drive me away. Mom must not be impulsive. I can protect myself by staying in the temple. Demons and ghosts retreat. After all, this is a Buddhist holy place, so there is no room for evil spirits." You Shu had never said such a long sentence in one breath, but in order to dispel Song's mother's thoughts, she had to persuade her patiently.

The so-called nobility is far beyond Mama Song's and Bai Shao's understanding. If you go there rashly, arousing suspicion is the next thing to do. I'm afraid that the other party will be jealous of ghosts and gods, and his life will be cut off instead. It's better to stay in the temple Be a lay disciple, get close to the young man slowly, and then plan other things.

Song's mother was persuaded, and while praising the young master for his thoughtfulness, she found the abbot of Kaiyuan Temple and said that she wanted to foster her child here.Some children have hard horoscopes and shallow fortunes. Parents are afraid that their children will die early, so they will send them to a nearby temple for foster care, and send sesame oil money every month.This is one of the incomes of the temple, and the abbot has no reason not to agree, so he immediately accepted Youshu.

Youshu sent away the reluctant mother Song and Bai Shao, and then returned to her room and changed into moon-white monk clothes.He turned around and found that the courtyard on the east side was the most spacious and tidy. There were two strong men standing guard at the round arch from time to time, so he knew that it was the boy's residence.Judging from the indifferent behavior of the monks, no one seemed to know the boy's true identity, and Youshu couldn't figure out how such a good royal family could live in a little-known temple.However, Liangzhou is a land of prosperity, rich in dignitaries, and Kaiyuan Temple is one of the closest temples to the imperial mausoleum, so it makes sense to think about it.

Youshu squatted in the corner to observe the scene in the courtyard secretly, and her hands were not idle. She built a half-meter-high little snowman in twos and twos, using black stones as eyes, yellow leaves as mouths, and two dead branches as hands. It looks quite childish.It's been a long time since the boy went out. Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, he rubbed his stomach and ran towards the kitchen.Eating is always his top priority.

Not long after, the boy wore a sable fur cloak and walked out of the courtyard slowly. When he passed the corner, he saw the little snowman standing quietly in the cold wind.

The two subordinates hurriedly bowed their heads to hide their compassionate expressions, knowing that the master must have thought of the former queen again.Back then, the queen also liked to build two little snowmen in front of her master's palace gate, saying that she let the little snowmen protect the emperor instead of herself.If the empress is still there, how could the master be reduced to such a level?

The young man seemed to know how to control his emotions. In an instant, he restrained the fragility in his eyes, and continued walking, but stopped suddenly, and said indifferently, "Carry it to the yard, and it will inevitably be ruined by the little monks who come and go. gone."

The two strong men promised in a low voice, and carefully lifted the snowman up and placed it under the plum tree in the courtyard. The master only needs to open the window to see it, just like the old queen built for him by herself in previous years.

Li Gui seemed to be frightened, and hadn't appeared for half a month. Youshu ate well, slept well, and his thin body had gained a little flesh, but he still looked weak, as if he could float up when the wind blew.He has recently become obsessed with the scriptures in the scripture cabinet, and often sneaks in to read them.The endless absorption of new knowledge is the instinct of a super brain power user, and he cannot control it. As long as it is a book that has not been read, he must read it thoroughly, and then store it in the brain comparable to a computer.

On this day, after finishing the last scripture, he took out a steamed bun from his pocket, gnawed on it while walking, and passed a huge water tank, when he suddenly felt a whistling wind blowing towards him.