Mrs. Rebirth

Dinner was still a table of vegetarian dishes. Fortunately, the cooks in the temple were good enough to make it difficult to swallow. Zuo Shaoqing had something on his mind, so he ate with dignity and taste, while Lu Zheng, who always preferred meat, ate a lot less than usual.

Zuo Shaoqing noticed that Zuo Shaoling had changed into a different set of clothes, with a grass clipping stuck in his hair, his eyes were clear, and he was eating much faster than usual.

Liu Xi did not have dinner with everyone. As the only woman in the temple, she was arranged in the farthest room. Originally, the monks in the temple did not agree to a woman staying overnight. stayed.

After dinner, Zuo Shaoqing attended the evening class with the masters in the temple with great interest, listening to the rhythmic knocking sound of wooden fish and plain chanting, which made people feel unprecedentedly peaceful.

Zuo Shaoqing clasped his hands together, looked at the Buddha statue with benevolent brows and kind eyes, and thought: If he hadn't been struck by lightning in his previous life and hadn't gone mad, he probably would have converted to Buddhism.

After all, his sins and filth can only be washed away by this pure place of Buddhism.

"What are you thinking?" A familiar male voice came from beside his ear, pulling Zuo Shaoqing back to his sanity.

He turned his head, and saw Lu Zheng standing bent over in the hall, looking at him with blazing eyes, especially among a group of sitting monks.

"I'm wondering if the Buddha really exists." Zuo Shaoqing lowered his voice, not wanting to offend the monks in the entire Xichan Temple with a single sentence.

Lu Zheng stood up straight, looked at the tall Buddha statue with three people, and hummed softly from the tip of his nose, "If there is really a Buddha, what do you need the army for?"

He said these words arrogantly and loudly, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Zuo Shaoqing tugged at his sleeve, wishing he could dig a hole to get in, and thought, "Master Lu, even if you are arrogant, you still have to consider other people's feelings."

Anyone would feel uncomfortable being stared at by dozens of pairs of sincere and innocent eyes. Zuo Shaoqing didn't want to be watched any longer, so he got up and bowed to everyone, then pulled Lu Zheng out of the main hall.

Lu Zheng let him hold hands, and his eyes paused for a while on his fair and slender fingers. This is really a scholar's hand, like a girl's.

"Master Lu..." Zuo Shaoqing hadn't noticed anything strange, and looked back at him helplessly, "You should consider how the masters feel."

Lu Zheng frowned incomprehensibly, "I don't understand why these so-called eminent monks don't join the army to serve the country, but instead they want to show mercy to heaven and man here. Is it useful?"

"It's just religious belief. You can't deny that when civilians suffer from war and have no one to rely on, those with a Buddha in their hearts are more motivated to live than those without a Buddha in their hearts."

Zuo Shaoqing knew that Lu Zheng didn't like to engage in such nonsense, so he explained, "Just treat them as looking for spiritual sustenance."

Lu Zheng did not dwell on the question of whether the belief is good or not, but asked Zuo Shaoqing directly: "Then what is your spiritual sustenance?"

Zuo Shaoqing's expression froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched. His spiritual sustenance?Probably the hatred that has been supporting him all the time.

He had thought that his life would start again after he finished his revenge and his hatred was over. He still had a long way to go, and he would not be at a loss because of the absence of hatred.

"Wan Sheng's spiritual sustenance... probably Wan Sheng is also a Buddhist believer." Zuo Shaoqing replied ambiguously.

Seeing Lu Zheng's deep eyes, Zuo Shaoqing's heart beat quickly, and then he saw the hands they had been holding.

He blushed up to his ears, quickly pulled his hand out, and lowered his head, not daring to look into Lu Zheng's eyes, "I... Wansheng didn't do it on purpose."

Lu Zheng clenched the hand that had lost its warmth into a fist, let out a nonchalant "hmm", and walked over him.

Seeing that there was no one around, Zuo Shaoqing spontaneously followed behind Lu Zheng. The two walked silently for a while, until Zuo Shaoqing realized that they were going further and further away, so she stopped and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Murder and bury the corpse!" Lu Zheng answered four words in a cold tone.

Zuo Shaoqing paused for a moment, and then laughed exaggeratedly. The laughter penetrated the surrounding dense forest, causing the birds returning from the south to flee in fright.

He really didn't expect that Mr. Lu could still joke. Such a beautiful Lu Zheng makes one unable to help but be moved!

Lu Zheng didn't stop him from laughing, and admired the face that was shining brightly because of his laughter under the bright moonlight. The boy is still young, but he already has a very outstanding appearance.

But Lu Zheng also discovered that in the Zuo family, it seemed that everyone didn't realize that there was something wrong with Zuo Shaoqing's appearance. Could it be because he had seen too much?

Lu Zheng didn't know that part of a person's outstanding appearance was due to his looks, and most of it was due to his temperament. Zuo Shaoqing always behaved submissively in front of the Zuo family. He either bowed his head or slumped his shoulders all day long. The appearance can't hold up either.

Zuo Shaoqing, who was in front of Lu Zheng, was well-educated and polite at first, but after being exposed by Lu Zheng, he gradually let go. Sometimes it's a lot more casual.

With Zuo Shaoqing like this, the advantages of appearance are gradually revealed.

Zuo Shaoqing smiled and found that the atmosphere was not right, he felt a sense of embarrassment of "smirking alone", his laughter stopped abruptly, blinked, and asked nonchalantly, "Master Lu...why didn't you leave? "

"Have you laughed enough?"

Zuo Shaoqing heard the teasing in his tone, Jun blushed, and stared at the ground with flickering eyes, "It's so boring to laugh alone."

Lu Zheng really wanted to reach out and touch his head. Zuo Shaoqing had black and beautiful long hair, hanging straight to his waist. When the wind blows at night, his long hair would also flutter with the wind, occasionally slipping past Lu Zheng. The hands and faces are itchy.

He put his hands behind his back, turned and walked forward.

Zuo Shaoqing hurriedly followed, the road under his feet became narrower and steeper, there was always a rustling sound in the grass on both sides, and from time to time, living creatures crawled under his feet.

Zuo Shaoqing was afraid, and followed Lu Zheng closely. He saw that this was the road to the top of the mountain, and ordinary woodcutters and hunters would not come up, and it seemed a bit dark and dark.

Today is the sixteenth, and the bright moon is in the sky, he thought to himself: Could it be that Mr. Lu wants to enjoy the moon?

As for what Grandpa Lu said about admiring the moon being boring, Zuo Shaoqing automatically ignored it after knowing that he had played a good game of chess.