The Eight Winds of Rebirth

Zhao Yuan practiced sword in the courtyard.

As fast as a flowing wind, as sharp as a swimming dragon, the move "Ching Yun Chu Chen" made it happen in one go, and the teacher nodded frequently watching from the sidelines.

Flying in the air, Zhao Yuan tapped her toes and stopped firmly in the courtyard, her clothes fluttering.

The master teacher stepped forward and said, "Yuan'er, I really admire the speed at which you improve your skills. I'm afraid I won't have anything to teach you in two years."

Zhao Yuan didn't dare to take credit for it, she just said lightly, "It's not so good."

The two talked for a while, and Bi Fu sent the master out through the back door.

Zhao Yuan put away the sword and handed it to Mou Fei who was at the side, and raised his chin towards the front yard, Mou Fei walked over knowingly and opened the door.

At a glance, I saw Su Xi who was huddled outside, and Gu Xiangtan who was at the side. The two were peeking through the door, and I don't know how long they have been squatting there.

Being discovered, Gu Xiangtan was embarrassed for a moment, but soon got up and brushed off his robe, puffed up his chest again, and pretended to be indifferent, "I happened to be passing by, so I came to see you."

However, with his eleven or twelve year old appearance, he managed to do some extraordinary things.

Mou Fei didn't dare to speak, Zhao Yuan asked from behind, "Are you Xie Xia?"

One sentence broke the aura that Gu Xiangtan had built up.

Buddhism has two retreats every year, one in summer and one in winter, each for three months. All monks sit in meditation in the temple and do not go out.

Although Gu Xiangtan has not received the precepts, his words and deeds are no different from the monks in the temple, so he must participate in the annual retreat and practice. The summer ends on April [-]th, and the summer can only be released on July [-]th, that is, to leave the customs During the period, you are not allowed to terminate or leave without reason, and those who violate it will be dealt with according to the precepts of the temple.

I remember Gu Xiangtan came to bid farewell to Zhao Yuan before Jiexia, why did he come out after a few days?

Gu Xiangtan muttered, "It's not that I violated the temple rules..."

Zhao Yuan looked at him, "Fire, flood, thieves, snakes, relatives, female disaster, which one are you?" If any of the above reasons can be met in Anju Nei, he can leave the customs, which is not considered a breach of the precept.

Gu Xiangtan coughed, "Worms and snakes..."

Zhao Yuan frowned, walked up to Gu Xiangtan, looked him over carefully, then knelt down to lift the corner of his robe.

Gu Xiangtan hurriedly retreated, "Do, what to do..."

Zhao Yuan grabbed his ankle to prevent him from moving, and immediately let out a soft hum.

Zhao Yuan immediately slowed down her strength, but did not let go of the restraint. She restrained Gu Xiangtan, and then pulled off his ankle clothes. As expected, a bandage was wrapped around the thin white ankle, and there was still a faint bruise on it. Blood streaked out.

Zhao Yuan was taken aback, but Gu Xiangtan didn't let him see, and pulled back his legs forcefully, letting Su Xi pull his clothes back into order.

Zhao Yuan stood up and asked coldly, "Where did the snake come from Xiangguo Temple?"

Gu Xiangtan rolled his eyes and said, "The mountain is damp and cold, so it's normal to have mosquitoes, snakes, rats and ants."

These words brought Zhao Yuan even colder eyes.

Gu Xiangtan turned his eyes guiltily, "Anyway, I relieved Xia, and I brought you some loquats from the loquat tree in the backyard of the temple. If you don't want to eat it, you can dispose of it as you like. Su Xi put the package down and let's go. "As she said that, she seemed a little angry, blaming Zhao Yuan for not knowing how to accept her love, but fortunately she still misses him.

Zhao Yuan looked at Gu Xiangtan's limping back, and only looked away when he slowly disappeared.

After the evening of the second day, Zhao Yuan practiced the sword, finished her homework, wrote three letters, and called Bi Fu to send them out, while Mou Fei, who came in together, hesitated to speak.

Zhao Yuan looked at him.

Mou Fei paused and said, "Young Master, Layman Fu drove Lingfo... out."

Zhao Yuan: "..."

……

Zhao Yuan turned around a small slope, and saw a small figure sitting there curled up outside the courtyard gate ahead, the bright moon hung high in the sky, sprinkled a piece of silver, and reflected the figure of that person very clearly.

Zhao Yuan walked over slowly and stood in front of him, but the figure of the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy had already begun to rise, and with such a kick, Gu Xiangtan, who was still small in stature, was completely shrouded in darkness.

Gu Xiangtan paused for a moment and raised his head, his big clear eyes were still shining in the dark, of course, because there were still tears in them.

Facing such gazes, Zhao Yuan's heart twitched uncontrollably, but the tone of her mouth was still cold.

"If I were your master, I would be angry too."

Gu Xiangtan's eyelashes trembled, and the swollen tears fell down with a crackle, every drop seemed to hit Zhao Yuan's chest.

Gu Xiangtan didn't speak, just cried silently, Zhao Yuan looked at him for a while, couldn't help but turned around and sat down next to him.

"You are like this, how can you be a Lingfo..."

Zhao Yuan just sighed, but was interrupted by Gu Xiangtan, "I don't want to be a spiritual Buddha, I just want to go home!"

Having said that, Gu Xiangtan seemed to have found a vent, and when he opened the gate, he couldn't close it.

"I chant the scriptures and recite the Buddha's name every day, and I have answered all the questions that the master got in the exam. The abbot didn't let me take the precepts, so when will I be able to go back..."

Zhao Yuan looked at him, "Little monk chanting scriptures..."

After all, the words "youkouwuxin" are considered scruples, and they are not mentioned clearly.

Gu Xiangtan stared at Zhao Yuan with big watery eyes, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but raised his sleeve and wiped away his tears carefully.

"You understand the truth, just like the abbot and the Zen master also understand why you were bitten by a snake." Zhao Yuan said lightly, but her movements were gentle.

Gu Xiangtan was stunned, and then a trace of shame appeared on his face.

"I can't find another way..."

Zhao Yuan naturally knew what was going on with Gu Xiangtan.At this time last year, a rare person came from Yuguo's mansion. He brought a carriage of food and clothing and donated it to Xiangguo Temple. In fact, it was for Gu Xiangtan. , wanting to wait for the right time to take it out, but who knows that the day he left, he somehow let him know, the child who had been obedient for a long time suddenly exploded, rushed out to say what he wanted to go back to the capital with the butler.

The housekeeper naturally refused to let her go, and Fu Yalian got angry once in a while, reprimanding him without mercy.

Gu Xiangtan was still sobbing and choking, and finally closed his eyes and passed away.

Zhao Yuan was standing far away when she heard the commotion, but when she saw the scene, she hurried forward to give someone a hand. Gu Xiangtan fell into his arms and couldn't stop trembling, her little face turned purple, and the butler of Gu's mansion Both Fu Yalian and Fu Yalian were frightened, and immediately invited Master Guanyun to watch.

However, the housekeeper still failed to fulfill his wish, and secretly returned to Beijing while Mr. Gu was asleep, leaving only one sentence for him, saying that it was from his wife: Whether you can really see it or not, everything depends on Gu Xiangtan. Own.

After waking up, Gu Xiangtan was in a daze for a while, and then he didn't make any noise, and started to meditate and chant Buddha as usual, but in that month, he became so thin that it was a bit unbearable.

On the surface, Fu Yalian resented him for not making progress, but in her heart she was anxious. It was rare for Su Xi to do a few good things to make up for Gu Xiangtan, and it took half a year to bring him back.

It turned out that it was just a moment of impatience and fascination. I didn't expect that a year later, Gu Xiangtan's heart still couldn't calm down. I'm afraid he thought that someone might come to the Gu family this year, so he didn't use it. The way of countertops used some tricks and cleverness to solve Xia, and it was no wonder that Fu Yalian was going to be angry.

Although it was midsummer in July, Luli was located in the north of Daye, and it was still cool in the mountains at night. Gu Xiangtan sat like this with his shoulders shrunk and his sleeves folded, looking really pitiful.

Zhao Yuan thought he was cold, but Gu Xiangtan moved his hands, and slowly took out something from his sleeve and held it in his hand. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be two small lucky bags with the word "longevity" embroidered on one side. One side is embroidered with auspicious patterns of deer holding plum branches.

"The seventh day of the seventh lunar month..." Gu Xiangtan murmured to himself, "Today is a good day..."

Zhao Yuan looked at the word "shou" without saying a word.

Gu Xiangtan said again, "It is said in the book that this day is the Qixi Festival, right?"

Zhao Yuan nodded.

"I haven't seen it before when I was in the capital. I heard that the street will be very lively and there will be a lantern festival. Have you seen it?"

Zhao Yuan thought for a while, "I've seen it once."

"Is it fun?" Gu Xiangtan opened his eyes wide.

Zhao Yuan didn't think there was anything interesting, it must have been the year when he was poisoned by Liaohuang grass. He was still in Luli City, and I happened to meet him, but it was just the people coming and going, the noisy The sound leaked in through the cracks of the window, making Zhao Yuan unable to read the book, so she looked up, there were quite a lot of lanterns outside, but it was almost irrelevant to him.

Just feeling the gaze cast by Gu Xiangtan at this moment, Zhao Yuan paused and said, "It's okay."

Gu Xiangtan pursed his lips, with envy in his eyes.

Zhao Yuan understands that what he envies is not the affection of those romantic children, but what Gu Xiangtan envies is the freedom and ease of going in and out of the world of mortals.

Zhao Yuan looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said slowly, "There are mask sellers and sugar makers on the street."

"Sugar man? What is it?" Gu Xiangtan was curious.

"Sugar Man is..."

This night, Zhao Yuan was very patient, and according to Gu Xiangtan's mind, she talked about things that she was not interested in, all the same, carefully, but as she talked, she somehow felt that it was not so boring anymore. Those soft reds, those clusters of flowers are indeed more colorful than their lonely life, and they are too far away...