Good news, the elder is gone

Ding Hong considers himself an open-minded bird. The disciples of the Huahan Sect who have lived for seven hundred years have seen it again and again. He can deal with all kinds of monks calmly, but there has never been a monk. Can make him so speechless.

Xue Wangliu stood aside and didn't know what to say. After all, he was already over 2000 and almost three thousand years old. If he said that a child is young and ignorant now, he would probably be able to talk about Ding Hong directly.

Just when he was thinking about what to say to save the situation, Liao suddenly smiled, put down his clasped hands and said softly: "It's just a joke."

He stretched out his hand and rested lightly on Ding Hong's wings, bent over with one hand on his chest, and suddenly began to chant sutras.

Ding Hong was about to shake off his hand, and angrily reprimanded him for not listening to bastards chanting sutras, but a surge of spiritual power flowed into the body along the wings, and then gathered at the injured bird's feet, and the tingling sensation after the burn gradually disappeared.

A golden lotus pattern on the palm of his chest flickered, and when the golden lotus pattern completely dimmed, he also withdrew his hand that was attached to Ding Hong's wings.

"Okay." Liao asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Ding Hong moved her feet, and even felt more energetic after repeated stretching. She decided to withdraw the inappropriate statement she had just made in her heart, and nodded towards her.

The child is still the good boy who made people not to hurt the goose in Furong City back then.

Xue Wangliu also breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hands at one person and one bird and said, "I'll go back to the house to rest first." Then he quickly evacuated from this place of right and wrong.

When Xue Wangliu returned to her room, she turned her head to look at Ding Hong, reached out and touched its feathers lightly, sat on the ground beside it, and said with a smile: "It's not the poor monk who scalded you. I wish, it was really an unintentional mistake, and I hope Jinhe Zun will forgive me. I have been taken care of a lot before, and I haven't said thank you yet."

Ding Hong is a bit of a bad bird, she has a thin skin, once someone praises her sincerely, she is really embarrassed, she says stop talking, but she thinks about Modo Modo in her heart.

It knows that the person in front of it is not Nianshu, but the two of them have the same face, and the way they smile is also the same, and the meaning of intimacy in their hearts is more.It shook its pain-free feet, let out a soft cry, stepped out of the bucket, and then approached, rubbing its neck and head lightly on his shoulders.

"In the courtyard of Furong City, thank you for protecting Nianshu." The smile on Li Lio's face became more gentle, he gently touched Ding Hong's wings, and said in a warm voice: "If it wasn't for the protection of the golden crane at that time, maybe the poor monk There is no more today."

Ding Hong yelled, and rubbed his arm again, indicating that even if she didn't do anything at that time, Xue Wangliu would not let him have an accident.

Liao smiled slightly: "This poor monk naturally knows about it, but Jin Hezun knows that Xiangu will come, but he still stands up to protect each other. A thank you from the poor monk is nothing."

Hongzi was coaxed to be comfortable, and she didn't get angry anymore. She walked around a few times to express that she was very happy.With a smile on his face, he asked Nianshu in his heart if he had learned the move just now.

Nianshu: "Understood, I didn't expect the golden lotus secret method to have such a wonderful effect, Amitabha, thank you."

Done: "No need to thank you, but you have to remember that this miraculous effect can only cure this kind of minor ailment, and a big wound and ailment can only share a little pain, and it cannot be cured."

Nian Shu replied that he understood, closed his eyes and returned his body to him.When Nianshu opened his eyes, seeing Ding Hong still circling around him, he simply reached out and hugged the golden crane that grew up with him.

He stroked Ding Hong's hair and said, "Ding Hong, I really didn't do it on purpose at first, don't be angry, tomorrow I will find hay for you to make a bed for you to sleep more comfortably."

Ding Hong responded, thinking of her geese and daughters on the road, and patted Nianshu on the shoulder, telling him to remember to make the grass nest bigger.

Nian Shu responded, put Ding Hong gently on the ground aside and asked, "Do you still want to soak your feet? If not, I'll use this water to water the flowers."

Ding Hong was startled, subconsciously glanced at the empty yard, stretched out his wings and waved in front of Nianshu, and said something human: "But there are no flowers in this yard."

Nianshu subconsciously glanced at the door of Xue Wangliu's room, bent slightly and directly transmitted the sound to Ding Hong with spiritual power: "So I will start planting now. You are staying in Huahanzong, the garden of Xuejigu where the master lives How flowers are grown, do you remember?"

"I just planted some randomly, but they were all arranged by the fourth child. I don't remember any flowers." Ding Hong looked at Nianshu and shook her wings, expressing that she was helpless.

Nian Shu was not in a hurry, and smiled when Ding Hong didn't remember: "Then I'll plant it myself. This kind of thing can also calm my mind, which is just right for me to stabilize my mood now."

"Choose something with a mild taste." Ding Hong said, came over to rub Nianshu's hand again, and then consciously flew aside to rest.Neither trouble Nianshu nor help him.

Nianshu rummaged in the yard for a while, and finally found something to dig up the soil, but he remembered the big flower shed in the foundry, so he went out of the yard to find some materials.

As Nianshu, although he has never done these rough manual jobs, he has indeed lived on his own for more than 2000 years as a Nianshu, doing everything by himself, and putting up a show is just a waste of time.

But Nian Shu didn't just let him out and do it himself, he just asked him to guide him, and then slowly revised it in the end.

From day to night to dusk, there was an extra flower stand in Nianshu's yard. He touched it carefully with his hands, and put the flower stand into his storage bag after he found no problem.

Nianshu first went to Xue Wangliu's yard to take a look, and saw that the sky was so dark that no lights were lit inside, and Ding Hong, who was sleeping in the yard, was gone.

He faced it in his heart and said: "Master should be resting."

"Then what are you going to do now?" Liao asked.

Nian Shu: "Plant flowers."

Liao said slowly: "Now plant the seeds, and it will take a long time until they germinate and bloom. Do you think we will live here for such a long time?"

"Then what do you think we should do now?" Nianshu asked back, and said lightly: "When Master asked me why I went to find Master Xue Zhai, you didn't let me tell the truth. If I told Master the truth at that time, I could still call him Be happy once. Now that the flowers can’t grow, it’s inconvenient to tell Master again, let alone make him happy.”

Hearing Amitabha, he said slowly: "Ordinary people cannot make seeds bloom overnight, but you are a monk, you can use spiritual power to make them bloom overnight."

Nian Shu was taken aback, he never thought that this kind of self-cultivation that followed the laws of nature would actually say something like giving birth to seeds.He laughed suddenly, instead of hurrying to plant flowers, he sat down on the chair instead.

"In the past two days, you have been very concerned about Master's views and emotions." Nian Shu said in his heart.

After a silence for a while, Amitabha said: "Throw me a papaya, and repay it with Qiongyao. It was the fairy who took care of it first, and I just repaid one or two."

"My master trusts you, takes care of your emotions and keeps a distance from you, is that why you repay me like this?" Nianshu smiled, "Although it is not in front of the Buddha in the Buddhist hall, but it is next to the Buddha, my lord should not lie Well done."

He said indifferently: "I already have most of his memory, so it's enough to admit me. You still don't want to fool me casually. What you do is just fooling yourself."

Liao was about to speak, but Nianshu asked first, "Where were you when I entered the illusion of memory when I was crossing the tribulation?"

"I've always been with you, never separated." Liao said softly.

Nianshu said softly: "You are with me, you are one with me. When I look at the past memories, I will feel lonely and helpless, and my mood will also be affected by it. It is very peaceful. But when you look at my memories, you can see how I get along with Master. , will you also feel it in your heart?"

After a pause, he said, "Of course there is."

"In the hallucination, the lonely courtyard is full of voices, the land of no one is in the center of thousands of people, do you think the same as me?" Nian Shu asked warmly.

Liao Liao said softly: "You and I are one, of course."

At this moment, Nianshu chuckled, and called Master by his name for the first time: "I'm thinking of Xue Wangliu, are you thinking of him too?"

"From the beginning to the end, these nearly 3000 years of memory made me feel alone. I didn't know what it means to be truly loved by others until I met Master. Do you think the same as me?"

After Nianshu finished asking, he was completely silent and did not respond for a long time, but he did not rush, just sat on the chair and slowly turned the prayer beads in his hand, sending the sunset away and ushering in the moonrise.

The bright moonlight fell on him, and I don't know how long it took before Nian Shu waited until he spoke again, but he didn't speak, just let out a long sigh.

But in Nian Shu'er, this is enough.

He raised his head slightly to the direction of the invisible moon, and in front of him was the darkness that could not go away. He said softly: "I was sitting on the Buddhist altar, and there are so many people below who have heard my name and seen my appearance. , but I don't know any of them, let alone talk to them."

Nianshu lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Since it's too cold at the top, it's better to come down."

He got up and took out the seeds and picked up the bucket to start planting flowers.Let the flower shelf be taken out and set up, loosen the soil with spiritual power, sprinkle the seeds on the ground and the top of the shelf, and then bury the soil and sprinkle water.

Just when Nianshu was about to pour out his spiritual energy, he sighed again and said softly, "You look more and more like me."

Nian Shu was startled, and then said, "I am him, so what is the difference?"

He continued to move his hands, and the seeds in the soil quickly germinated and elongated. Nianshu manipulated his spiritual power, and said in unison, "I know, don't you let me tell Master that I took it immediately?" Why the seeds are, I will know even if you don’t tell me.”

After not responding to him again, Nianshu continued planting flowers in the order he remembered.

When Xue Wangliu woke up in the morning and opened the door, walked out of the room with loose hair and shoes, and was about to ask Nianshu what he was doing after spending the night outside, he saw the green plants and flowers all over the yard, and asked the next one The same flower shed shelf as Zhu Duanzhai, with its own rocking chair under it.

"This……"

Xue Wangliu rubbed his eyes, wondering if there was nothing last night?Could it be that Jinkela was released?

He looked at Nian Shu who was coming with the fruit, knowing when he got the seeds from Xue Feng, but he still couldn't help asking again: "You... when did you get the seeds?"

Nian Shu could finally say truthfully this time: "The last time I said goodbye to Lord Xue Zhai."

"Then why didn't you tell me when I asked you before?" Xue Wangliu asked.

He paused, lowered his eyes and smiled, not knowing who was talking.

"I'm afraid that it won't grow out, so I'll make you happy."

The author says:

It's over: forget it with a sigh.

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Thank you Heiyao, Jiajiazhuangzhuang Huazhen for the beautiful catnip, Ah Zi for running and running, and Lin Ran for the fish food

At first, Ding Hong sat on Nianshu's shoulders with her legs hanging down vertically. After thinking about it, the posture was a bit strange, so she gave up and hugged her.