Good news, the elder is gone

The light in the Buddhist hall was dim, and Xue Wangliu's black hair was draped all over his back, blocking the sight of the stone Buddha statue, preventing it from seeing his pious face.

Xue Wangliu supported his body and backed away slowly, blinked his lowered eyes, looked up and saw his little apprentice sitting there, as if he didn't know what happened.

Is it too light?

Xue Wangliu thought that he would not kiss too much anyway, and leaned over to let their lips touch each other lightly again, but this time the sticking time was a little longer.

No one moved, and no one dared to move. Obviously, just such a simple kiss of lips was enough to fill this dim small Buddhist hall with an ambiguous atmosphere.

The lips parted again, Nianshu felt Xue Wangliu's distance, and subconsciously reached out to grab his wrist, but his heart was immersed in panic and shock and couldn't extricate himself.

Although he couldn't see his eyes, his senses were much more sensitive than other people's. The soft touch of his mouth and the warmth of his breath repeated in his mind.

He has been a human being for nearly 3000 years. Although he has never been close to others, he has also seen other people's vows of eternal love, and he has also inadvertently glimpsed the tenderness of others during his travels in secret realms.

Fanatics have kissed his robes, but no one has ever kissed his lips.

Nianshu liked it in his heart but was flustered, and was even more shocked when he saw it. He was clearly born with the bones of a Buddha. Think about it.

He chanted Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, but he couldn't say a sin yet.

At this time, Nian Shu didn't think he was wrong, and Liao Liao didn't know what was wrong.

Cultivators go against the sky. Although Buddhist cultivation is unique, it is also against the sky. People have love, hatred, sorrow, joy, separation and reunion, and the Buddha's bliss has long since broken through the vain world of mortals.

But who decides this?All things and myriad images, so what if one cultivates a sentient Buddha?

He wanted to tighten his hands gradually, but he heard Xue Wangliu yell, and heard him say: "You grab me, you don't pull me over, but you don't let me go, Nianshu, what do you want?"

Nianshu suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately let go of Xue Wangliu's hand: "I didn't do it on purpose, I..."

He didn't know what to say for a moment, the way he frowned but blushed made Xue Wangliu feel even softer.

After moving his wrist, Xue Wangliu stretched out his hand and slowly pulled the hair hanging on his cheek behind his ear, and asked softly, "Scared you? Why didn't you talk?"

He pretended to be frivolous, but he couldn't escape blushing, the heart in his chest was beating so fast that his eardrums were about to burst.

Nianshu's whole body was tense. He was nervous but shy. After a while of silence, he said softly: "It's not that he doesn't talk, but he doesn't know what to say."

"Really..." Xue Wangliu looked at him, and slowly asked: "Do you find it annoying or disgusting?"

Nian Shu shook his head again and again, he had already started reciting the scriptures to calm his mind, but reading a few lines was more effective than nothing, on the contrary, it made him unable to hear Xue Wangliu's voice clearly, and finally it turned into a sigh, so he didn't Read it.

"Don't shake your head, I want to hear what you have to say." Xue Wangliu said softly.

Nian Shu paused, clasped his hands together and said softly, "I don't hate it."

"You can't lie before the Buddha." Xue Wangliu smiled and asked again: "Do you like it or not?"

Nianshu was choked for a moment, even though he didn't think he was wrong, but he wanted to nod but felt too frivolous in front of the Buddha, he wanted to speak but couldn't speak, he blushed thinking about it, stretched out his hand and groped to hold it. Xue Wangliu's sleeve.

Only this time Xue Wangliu pulled out his sleeves and replaced them with his own hands.

His palm is a bit smaller than Nianshu's and can be easily wrapped in it, Xue Wangliu realized that the palm of his blind apprentice was already covered with sweat.

Humid yet warm.

Xue Wangliu looked at him, and didn't force him to answer this question, after all Nianshu's face was already redder than the ruby ​​on the forehead of the stone Buddha statue, if he was forced, even the stone Buddha would open his eyes and scold him for being absurd.

"Don't think too much." Seeing him holding his hand tightly, Xue Wangliu turned his head to look at the Buddha surrounded by sandalwood, and said in a gentle voice, "It was I who took the initiative to offend you just now, and the Buddha is sitting here You can see clearly, and I won’t embarrass you.”

Nianshu said softly, "That Buddha shouldn't embarrass Master."

"The Buddha listens to whatever you say, then you really have face." As soon as Xue Wangliu finished speaking, Nianshu retorted: "The Buddha doesn't necessarily listen to what the master says."

Xue Wangliu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "You are right."

After chanting Shu Amitabha, he said softly: "Master, I..."

"What are you?" Xue Wangliu moved closer to him, and softly said in a voice like a lover's whisper: "Don't be afraid, just say what you want."

Nianshu held his hand tightly because of this intimacy, but quickly let go, and said softly: "Master seems to trust the person in my body, you just kissed... when you were close, did you miss him? "

Xue Wangliu was stunned, he didn't expect Nian Shu to ask this question, he stared at the blind apprentice for a while, then slowly asked: "I kissed you just now, did he feel it too?"

Nianshu couldn't answer this question, so he asked it in his heart, and got the answer that the two of them would naturally feel something when they were one.

He lowered his eyes and said, "He said he would feel it too."

A moment of silence spread in the entire Buddhist hall, and I treat the master with one heart, so what about the master?

Now that I am two people in one body, does Master only have Nianshu in his heart, or does it include all of Nianshu?Why does Master trust an unknown soul so much? Is it really Aiwujiwu?

If this is the case, now that he knows that another existence in his body also has feelings, will he feel unhappy or feel offended?

The anxiety in his heart swelled wildly after many thoughts poured in, and Nianshu became uneasy, but he held Xue Wangliu's hand but didn't dare to grab it hard, he just called Master again softly, looking forward to his response .

"So he can feel it too." Xue Wangliu felt a little belated, he sat on the futon and scratched his head, clicked Nianshu's heart to the highest point.

But he said: "Didn't I kiss two people at once? It's amazing."

Nianshu was taken aback, but when he realized what was in his heart, he smiled and said slowly, "As expected of a fairy girl, Amitabha."

Seeing that Nianshu was taken aback, Xue Wangliu quickly asked again: "Then he has feelings, didn't he just... Is he okay? Did he say anything? Or didn't he say anything?"

But it's useless to say, anyway, I kissed everyone.

Nianshu was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "I didn't say anything, Master, I am one with him, he is me, and I am him, one body and one heart."

Xue Wangliu looked at Nianshu, did not ask the sentence of one mind, but instead asked: "Why are you willing to admit that you and him are one person now?"

"Think about it."

Nianshu lowered his eyes and said, "No matter who I am, the fact that I am Nianshu and Master's apprentice is a fact, and it does not conflict with whether he and I are the same person. I am just worried..."

Xue Wangliu felt that the hand holding her was tight again, and the blind apprentice in front of him looked at him nervously, and said in a warm voice that he was worried that he would not be able to accept it.

The apprentice who couldn't accept himself turned out to be another person.

"There is nothing unacceptable. As long as you remain the same, then everything between me and you will remain the same." Xue Wangliu said, turning his head to look at the stone Buddha behind him, pointing to the sky with his free hand , softly said: "I swear before the Buddha, it's all true."

Hearing this, Nian Shu said with a smile on his face, "Master, you don't believe in Buddhism."

"But you believe it, then I can believe it once in a while." Xue Wangliu said with a smile, and suddenly heard a loud cry of geese in the yard, and Ding Hong calling him out.

"It should be the puppet from Fanzhou who came back." Xue Wangliu got up while talking, and complained a little: "It's really not the time, I'll go out and have a look first."

Nian Shu wanted to get up and follow him out, but was pushed back by Xue Wangliu.

Feeling fingers rubbing against his face, Xue Wangliu pinched his cheek lightly and said: "You are very thin-skinned, and you are blushing now, wait until the redness on your face subsides before you come out, or you will be called Ding Hong will definitely laugh at you when she sees it."

Nianshu subconsciously touched his own face, it turned red hot.Seeing his movements, Xue Wangliu laughed even more, patted his shoulder and told him to sit in the Buddhist hall for a while before coming out.

Xue Wangliu pushed open the door and came out, carefully closed the door gently, touched his own face and found that it was also hot from the tentacles, Tong Nianshu was nothing more than half a catty.

Ding Hong stood at the moon gate and watched him touch his face, brush his hair and rub his ears for a long time, finally couldn't help but uttered a goose cry at him, reminding him to get back to his senses.

Xue Wangliu raised his head and suddenly saw Ding Hong, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "Why are you here?"

Ding Hong: "Where is it not here? Should it be under the car?"

"That's still not enough, you can't reach under the carriage." Xue Wangliu walked towards it, and when he reached the moon gate, he saw the big white geese standing in neat rows behind Ding Hong.

The number was much higher than when they left Fanzhou, and there were a few little geese staggering at the end. I didn't know that they were Ding Hong's descendants.

"What were you two doing inside just now? Where's Nianshu?" Ding Hong lowered her voice and asked, "Why are you blushing so red? It's not like that, it's just like a garden flower?"

Xue Wangliu glanced at it: "What do you know, flowers are not important, but who made them."

"It's not that I don't know that Nian Shu did it." Ding Hong stretched her wings and patted, "So what did you do?"

Xue Wangliu walked towards the puppet waiting to be returned, and said with a smile: "What can I do? I didn't do anything, just simply posted it."

Receive a garden of flowers, give a kiss.

Xue Wangliu thought about it and smiled, feeling that he was quite interesting.

Seeing that Ding Hong couldn't understand, he nodded his own mouth specially, and said with some pride: "It's posted here, I took the initiative."

Ding Hong's black peas eyes widened at once, and the bird was shocked, and it said uh uh before asking: "Then, that...then, have you ever thought about what to do if Nian Shu completely recovers his memory in the future and refuses to recognize him?" ?”

"If you don't admit it, don't admit it. If you don't recognize it, I won't admit it. No one owes anyone." Xue Wangliu said with a smile, "Who can imagine what will happen in the future, just live well now."

He walked up to the puppet and drew a spell in the air, and the puppet bowed to him and handed over a small wooden cylinder.Xue Wangliu took the wooden tube and opened it. Before he could read the letter paper inside, he suddenly turned his head to look at the sky, with a solemn face.

Ding Hong also looked in the direction of his line of sight, only to hear Xue Wangliu muttering: "There are Mahayana monks crossing the catastrophe."

The author says:

Xue Wangliu: Don't make trouble while I'm posting, okay?

Ding Hong: Goose Kindergarten has started.

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