withering day

There was a very long queue in front of the Fayuan Hall. Han Mo estimated that there were ninety if not a hundred of these tourists, and there were other people coming in continuously from outside.He glanced at Shui Hanjiang and Shen Mingxi, Shui Hanjiang didn't care, Shen Mingxi looked excited, and kept muttering to himself, "Hurry up, hurry up", thinking about it, it's okay anyway, time It was still early, and he was standing at the end of the line.

Just asking for a lottery, the speed is very fast, the line in front of the three is getting shorter and shorter, and the people behind are getting more and more.It was Han Mo's turn. Han Mo, who had never believed in ghosts and gods, knelt down, let his mind go, and shook the stick with both hands.Ten seconds later, a wooden stick fell out of the stick. Han Mo picked it up and saw that it was not written in Xia Guo's general language, but some strange symbols.

"Please go to the backyard to undo the sign..." A young monk next to him handed the signed document to Han Mo and said.

"Oh, okay, thank you little master." After Han Mo finished speaking, he didn't leave immediately, but was waiting for Shui Hanjiang and Shen Mingxi.

Two minutes later, all three of them came to the backyard with their signatures.There are many more people in the backyard than in the main hall, and there is only one old monk sitting under the big tree to unwrap the lottery. There is a long line of tourists, and they dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the old monk.

The old monk unraveled the lottery very slowly, and it took more than ten minutes to unravel one lottery. Han Mo looked at Shui Hanjiang and Shen Mingxi again, with an obvious meaning, asking them if they should wait?

"When does this have to be scheduled? I think it's better to forget it." Shen Mingxi spoke first.Shui Hanjiang nodded in agreement.

Just when the three of them were about to leave, the young monk from the main hall suddenly came over, his immature face was a little flushed, and he said to Han Mo embarrassedly: "Master is old, so his movements are very slow. It will probably take a long time to reach you, if you believe me, I can try to explain it to you..."

Looking at the little monk in surprise, Han Mo didn't know why he came to them.

"You are the only one who said thank you to me..." the little monk explained the reason.

It was only then that Han Mo remembered that in the main hall just now, all the tourists who asked for visas hurriedly took the papers and left, and only he said thank you.

"Hey, kid, can you explain it for us too?" Shen Mingxi said with a smile. To be honest, he didn't believe that the little monk would solve the lottery. It was just a joke.

The little monk pondered for a while, and replied: "Yes, you can come with me." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the side hall next door.

The three of Han Mo followed behind the young monk and left the original team.The other tourists looked at them with mocking faces, no one thought that a young monk who was only five or six years old knew how to unwrap lottery.Only the old monk sitting under the tree raised his head and took a meaningful look, then continued to lower his head to unwrap the lottery.

When I came to the side hall next to the Fayuan Hall, there were even fewer people here. There were no tourists, only a middle-aged monk who had just finished cleaning. When he saw them coming in, he didn't say much, just went about his business in a normal way. salute and leave.Han Mo wondered why he chose to trust this little monk, probably because he had the mentality of trying it out.

"Sit down as you please, and I'll pour you tea." The little monk ran away in a panic.

The three of them sat down on the futons in the side hall. This side hall was very deserted, there were no Buddha statues, let alone incense sticks. There were only a few tables and a few futons in the huge side hall; several windows were wide open, You can see the scenery in other yards, small ponds, groves, everything, and I feel very comfortable.

Within a few minutes, the little monk came back carrying a tray with three cups of tea on it. He handed the tea to the three of them respectively, then sat down on the futon opposite them, and said, "Actually, the master also taught me It's just that I haven't tried it, today...hehe..." He himself was embarrassed to continue.

"It's okay, I'll just practice it for you, haha." Shen Mingxi handed over his signature first.

"The master said, there is no rush to get the lottery, just drink a cup of Qingming rain first."

Shen Mingxi looked down at the cup of tea in his hand, it looked like a cup of boiled water, without any color or tea fragrance, which made him suspect that it was actually a cup of ordinary cold boiled water.Under the gaze of the little monk, he picked it up and took a sip.It really is boiled water!Shen Mingxi almost laughed out loud, a glass of boiled water had such an elegant name.

The little monk also seemed to see what Shen Mingxi was thinking, and quickly explained: "The master said that only those who really understand the world can taste the taste of Qingming after the rain, although I can't..." The little monk lowered his head a little disappointed.

Glancing at Shen Mingxi, Han Mo patted the little monk's head, and said with a smile, "Don't worry about him, you will be able to do it one day, now try to untangle this idiot."

"Damn, who are you calling an idiot!" Shen Mingxi glared back at Han Mo.Han Mo ignored him.

The little monk nodded, unfolded Shen Mingxi's signature, and read it carefully.After a long time, he raised his head, touched his bald head, and said to Shen Mingxi, "This signature probably means...you need warmth..."

With a "poof", Shen Mingxi sprayed out the tea in his mouth, choking him to cough repeatedly.

"Don't waste water resources!" Han Mo avoided Shen Mingxi's saliva in surprise and danger.

"Cough cough, cough cough, it's not this little guy, cough cough, what the hell..."

The little monk looked at Shen Mingxi with an innocent face, and said: "That's what is written on the signature. Although I still can't fully see it, the general content is like this. You need warmth...or your future will be It will be in a very cold place..." Shen Mingxi was speechless this time, and it was the first time Han Mo saw him speechless.

Warm...cold...Han Mo suddenly thought of something, the dark color became a little weird, then he turned to Shui Hanjiang and said, "You try it too, I'll be the last one."

Shui Hanjiang didn't say anything, just picked up the teacup, drank the tea in the cup, closed his eyes, not sure if he was relishing the taste of the tea or thinking about something else.

Looking at Shui Hanjiang contemptuously, Shen Mingxi snorted: "I just know how to pretend!"

I don't know if Shui Hanjiang is pretending to be Korean ink, what he cares about now is what is written on Shui Hanjiang's signature.He looked at the little monk, who had already lowered his head to read Shui Hanjiang's signature. This time he read it very quickly, and seemed very excited, and said, "I can understand a lot about this, a little better than the one just now. , what is written on it roughly means amnesia... or disappearance, forgetting, and there is an ultimate or ultimate..."

forget!Han Mo and Shui Hanjiang looked at each other, Shui Hanjiang still had no expression on his face, but Han Mo was really surprised.

Holding the little monk's face, Shen Mingxi gritted his teeth and said, "Little friend, don't make up things if you don't understand, be careful of bedwetting at night!"

The little monk struggled to knock off Shen Mingxi's hand, and said angrily: "I'm not lying, monks don't tell lies! That's what it says on the signature..."

"It's my turn." Han Mo handed the signature in his hand to the little monk, and imitated Shui Hanjiang and drank the tea in one gulp.

The so-called tea did not release any tea flavor in Han Mo's mouth, just like plain boiled water, Han Mo frowned, could it really be plain boiled water.But soon he felt something was wrong. The moment the tea passed through his throat, there was a hint of imperceptible bitterness in his mouth. When the salty taste finally reaches the tip of the tongue, there is only a hint of sweetness left, and then that feeling disappears in an instant, as if nothing has changed.

"This, this, I don't understand..." the little monk murmured.

Han Mo woke up suddenly, saw Shen Mingxi and Shui Hanjiang looked at him in shock, and coughed a few times: "Ahem, it's okay, it's okay if you don't understand, thank you little master for helping us solve the sign .”

"No, no, I thank you all, otherwise I wouldn't have the chance to try... Ah, my master called me, you can do whatever you want, I'll go first..." Halfway through the speech, an old shout came from outside the hall , and then the little monk hurriedly bid farewell to the three of them and left.

After the little monk left, Shen Mingxi looked at Han Mo suspiciously, and said, "You don't know how to drink plain water, does it really taste like it?"

Shaking his head, Han Mo didn't speak, just lowered his head thinking about something.

"Let's go..." After half a minute of silence, Han Mo got up and walked outside.

Fayuan Temple was the last stop of Han Mo's tour. After coming out of the temple, the three of them took the bus back to the city center. Han Mo had no plans for the next time. He thought about taking one step at a time, at least Take a good look at the world before the end of the world.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, what's your plan?" Sitting in the car, feeling the bumps of the country road, Han Mo asked Shui Hanjiang and Shen Mingxi.

Shui Hanjiang looked at Han Mo and said calmly, "I'll go wherever you go..."

Shen Mingxi on one side was almost choked to death by his own saliva. He looked at Shui Hanjiang and Han Mo with a strange expression, and stammered, "You, you two...couldn't be... that kind of relationship..."

Han Mo really wanted to slap Shen Mingxi out of the car, but the best way was to ignore him. He turned his head away from looking at Shen Mingxi, but said to Shui Hanjiang: "I said, can you stop following me? You've been with me for almost half a month, don't you have nothing to do?"

"Hmm..." Shui Hanjiang murmured, "Not at all!"

Han Mo felt that he was really defeated, sighed, and continued: "What about your family? Don't you plan to go back to accompany them? Otherwise, there may be no chance in the future."

"They...if possible, they would rather not have me..."

It was the first time that a different emotion was heard from Shui Hanjiang's words, although it was only for a short moment, it was still noticed by Han Mo.Listening to the conversation between the two, Shen Mingxi was in a fog for a while.

"What about you? A narcissist." Han Mo turned to Shen Mingxi.

"Me?" Shen Mingxi tilted his head and thought, stretched his body lazily, "I just wanted to walk around, but I just quit my job, but I don't know where to go, so I came to Rukawa on a whim , and then I met you guys, if you don’t mind, I’ll follow you wherever you go, anyway, I think we get along pretty well.”

Not at all!That's all you think!Han Mo cursed secretly, a little dumbfounded: "I said you, why do you follow me, I just want to travel quietly..."

Shui Hanjiang looked at Han Mo, and Shen Mingxi also looked at Han Mo, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became weird.

"It's up to you!" Han Mo turned around sullenly, put his head on the seat, and closed his eyes to rest.

Han Mo, who had been leaning on the seat all the time, fell asleep in a dazed state without speaking, while Shui Hanjiang was more awake than ever, staring at the scenery outside the car window, not to mention Shen Mingxi, The guy is heartless, and he fell asleep earlier than Han Mo, and his sleep was extremely ugly, and his snoring was loud. If it wasn't covered by the sound of the car engine, Han Mo would have been woken up long ago.

It is also about two hours' drive from Fayuan Temple to the center of Ruchuan. The three of them arrived at Fayuan Temple in the afternoon. It was already evening when they returned to Ruchuan. It happened to be the rush hour for work, and the car was blocked from outside the Fifth Ring Road to a Huan, by the time the three of them finally reached the city center, four hours had passed.

Han Mo woke up, sat up and yawned, while Shen Mingxi was still sleeping like a dead pig, but Han Mo noticed that Shen Mingxi was frowning slightly, as if he had dreamed of something unhappy.

The car finally stopped in front of the hotel gate, and Han Mo was about to shake Shen Mingxi awake, but Shen Mingxi sat up suddenly, stared at the front in a daze, and then began to pant, his forehead was already wet, and there was still a big bean. Sweat is dripping down.He covered his heart, panting continuously, his expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness.

Shui Hanjiang was stunned for a moment, then calmly said: "It seems that I saw it..."

He was taken aback for a moment, and then Han Mo also realized that what Shui Hanjiang meant was that Shen Mingxi should have seen his Apocalypse in his dream just now!

"Are you okay?" Han Mo patted Shen Mingxi on the back.

Letting out a long breath, Shen Mingxi shook his head, and then got out of the car. The cold wind at night instantly tightened his sweaty pores, and he was fully awake, recalling the scene that appeared in his dream just now. He turned his head and saw Han Mo and Shui Hanjiang stood behind him calmly, with complex expressions.

"I'm fine, let's go..." The voice was still trembling, and even Shen Mingxi's whole body was trembling with a little prostration.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Han Mo didn't move, but continued to ask him.

The steps he had just taken stopped, Shen Mingxi nodded, and returned: "Yes, I dreamed..." He felt his throat was very dry, and he couldn't say anything.Because although he thought it was a dream, it looked extremely real, as if everything was real, just like a memory imprinted in his mind.

"Let me guess what you dreamed about..." Han Mo smiled slightly, "Apocalypse, right?"

Shen Mingxi didn't react for a while, and stood there blankly.

"Or to put it another way, it should be the end of the world! What you see should be your death!"

Han Mo's words were like a hammer hitting his heart hard, and then the whole heart burst.Yes, he saw the destruction of the world, and saw countless people die there, including himself.But why did Han Mo know all this?

"What you see is actually what will happen in the future..." Shui Hanjiang said lightly.

"Come with me if you want to know!" Han Mo and Shui Hanjiang walked into the hotel without further words.

Shen Mingxi was still standing blankly in front of the hotel door. Beside him were two rows of big trees that had completely lost their leaves. Behind him was the main road with cars coming and going, but there were not many pedestrians on the street now. Maybe it's because of the cold.The cold wind blowing from the north poured into his coat, making him shiver.Suddenly, he felt a coldness on his neck. He stretched out his hand to touch it and found a puddle of water. He looked up and saw a small snowflake falling in the sky. He suddenly thought of what the little monk said today, he needs warmth!