man in apricot forest

Before noon, Ji Yumei and Shuli left Mei Yue's house.

"Now Xiao Ao's five internal organs are too fragile. My aunt said that when he recovers better, he will be taken to another place for treatment."

Mei Shuli felt sorry for Ji Yu, and said: "Juanqin, aunt is not targeting you, she always said that uncle and aunt are too used to Xiao Ao, uncle left early, aunt always treats Xiao Ao as her own child, in fact she is the one who loves Xiao Ao the most. Dote on the arrogant people."

Ji Yu chuckled: "It's fine if I don't come again."

"Junqin..."

Thinking about the ugly things Mei Yue said just now to chase Ji Yu away, Mei Shuli couldn't explain anything to Mei Yue.

"When Xiao Ao was in a coma, he kept calling your name. When he woke up once, he resisted fiercely when his aunt took him away. He insisted on waiting until you came." Mei Shuli grabbed Ji Yu's shoulder, "I didn't want to tell you Yours, but you hold more weight in Xiao Ao's heart than I thought."

"Really." Ji Yu said indifferently: "It's really good for his injury at the uncle's place."

Mei Shuao patted Ji Yu's back as if to comfort him, "Juanqin, you can stay nearby, there are still many things waiting for me in Huaicheng, and I will come to you after I settle things down."

Ji Yu lifted up his luggage and said, "Okay."

Seeing that Ji Yu was staying in a nearby town, Mei Shuli left on a fast horse.

After eating, Ji Yu didn't take off his clothes, and fell asleep soon after laying on the bed.

The past few days of running around had made him overworked, and he wasn't sure if he wouldn't have passed out in public if he didn't take a rest.

But in the evening, Ji Yu woke up.

Taking advantage of the bright sky, Ji Yu went to the bookstore in the town to buy some medical books.

Stay behind closed doors at the inn, concentrating on studying ancient books.

A few days later, Ji Yu lingered in front of Mei Yue's courtyard for a long time, but still went up to knock on the door, but a little girl dressed as a maid came out.

"My master is away and won't be back for the next month." The little maid asked again: "If the young master has something to say, after the master returns, the servant girl can convey it to the young master."

Ji Yu clenched the prescription in his sleeve, "No need."

After Ji Yu left, the little maid returned to the courtyard, "Madam, Mr. Ji Yu has left."

Mei Yue said: "What did he say?"

"The young master didn't say anything, but he looked very haggard." The little maid handed a crumpled piece of paper to Mei Yue, "Ma'am, this is what Master Ji Yu threw on the ground when he left, and the servant picked it up. .”

Mei Yue picked it up and took a look, there were some prescriptions, and there were small characters below that said Mei Shuao's daily dietary preferences.

Mei Yue frowned, asked the maid to step back, stared at the clear and elegant handwriting, and sighed.

Ji Yu wanted to walk slowly back to the inn along the path.

Suddenly, pea-sized raindrops fell from the sky, and the rain hit his face mercilessly, causing some stinging pain.

The originally gray sky was even darker, and the dark clouds completely covered the light that belonged to the day.

The cold wind was raging, and after a while, the raindrops turned into pours, and the smell of earth was disgusting.

Ji Yu held back his discomfort and went to a temple by the road to shelter from the rain.

The temple looks like it has been in disrepair for a long time, and the wooden windows are dilapidated. Fortunately, the roof is not leaking, so you can rest here for a while.

Below the dusty Buddha statue, there is a pile of hay, which seems to be a bed made by people who rested here in the past.

"Amitabha."

Ji Yu turned around and saw that it was an old monk in cassock.

The old monk said: "The poor monk, like the benefactor, also came to hide from the rain."

Ji Yu bowed to the old monk, then sat on the side, ignoring the old monk.

"The Buddha saved all sentient beings, even if the world neglected him, this temple still shelters countless passers-by from wind and rain."

The monk muttered to himself, knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, and kowtowed three times.

"This benefactor, can you move your seat there." The old monk pointed to a dry corner.

Ji Yu glanced at the old monk, took some hay after a moment of silence, and sat elsewhere.

"Thank you benefactor."

After the old monk finished speaking, he bent down to pick up a handful of hay, and raised his legs to step up the steps where the Buddha statue was.

With the light outside the temple, the old monk carefully wiped the Buddha's body.

The Buddha statue was not big, so the old monk wiped it clean after a while. After the old monk came down, he knelt down and bowed three times.

"The benefactor is really sorry, the smoke is too heavy, so you moved your position."

Ji Yu said to the old monk sitting cross-legged under the Buddha statue, "May I ask the name of Master?"

"Amitabha, the name of the poor monk is Huixin." The old monk stood with his right hand in front of him and bowed his head in salute.

"The Buddha statue is the incarnation of the Buddha, but now it is covered with dust. The poor monk knows that even though the dust is covered with dust, the Buddha's heart is always bright." The old monk closed his eyes, "I hope that after the dust is wiped away, the Lord Buddha can also be seen in a hurry. Passengers remember."

The old monk twirled the beads, but didn't make a sound.

"Master Huixin..."

"Why did the benefactor call the poor monk?" The old monk opened his eyes, still slowly twisting the sandalwood rosary in his hand.

"Is there really karma in the world?"

"If there is a cause, there must be an effect, and if there is an effect, there must be a cause."

Ji Yu whispered: "Why do some people do good deeds all their lives, but there is no good reward?"

"The difference between cause and effect lies in the world. There is a cause and effect, which is a big boundary, as wide as several lives. The person in the mouth of the donor is not without good rewards, but has encountered a calamity in this life. The Buddha understood in his heart. , as long as there is a good cause, it will eventually give him a good result.”

The old monk spoke very slowly, "The hardships suffered in this life will be the fruits of goodness in the next life."

After listening to Ji Yu, he said: "This boundary is too big, if you wait and wait, you will no longer be yourself."

"Almsgiver, as long as you are dedicated to goodness, my Buddha is merciful and will give you what you need."

Ji Yu shook his head.

"Amitabha, poor monk, please tell a story to the almsgiver."

"There was a young novice who chanted sutras and practiced Zen, and was devout to the Lord Buddha. One day, the little novice went out for alms and accidentally fell into the river. During the struggle, the novice first thought of the Buddha. The novice recited scriptures many times and begged the Buddha to show his true body to save him. Until his limbs became stiff, the little novice did not see the Buddha."

"A passer-by saw the novice in the ice water and wanted to pull him ashore with a wooden stick. The little novice refused and shouted: Master said, as long as you sincerely pray to the Buddha, the Lord Buddha will appear to help me. Passers-by see The little novice was too stubborn, so he left angrily. The little novice continued to chant sutras, and after a while, another passer-by came, but the novice left in anger with the same words."

"In the end, the little monk froze to death in the ice cave." The old monk sighed, "Amitabha, the Buddha will treat everyone kindly, but whether you can grab what you need depends entirely on yourself."

Ji Yu was silent for a long time, leaning against the wall and closing his eyes.

When Ji Yu woke up, the rain outside had stopped, but the sky really darkened.

Ji Yu didn't know when he fell asleep, the old monk had already left, Ji Yu lifted the clothes on his body, it must have been covered by the old monk.

After sitting quietly for a while, Ji Yu got up and knelt in front of the Buddha statue, and kowtowed slowly.

"If a person really has a past life and this life, I didn't get to know him in the past life, and I don't believe that we can still meet all the vast beings in the next life. I just want to keep him safe and sound in this short life."

Ji Yu kowtowed again.

"Because of cause and effect, may the good man Mei Daxia be rewarded in the end."

Ji Yu knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, tears dripping down to the ground.

Ji Yu stayed in the town for a few more days until Mei Shuli came to him.

"Junqin, I just went to find my aunt. My aunt left yesterday with Xiao Ao. I don't know where she went."

Ji Yu was taken aback after hearing this, "Is he awake?"

"No." Mei Shuli sighed lightly: "I haven't woken up all this time, aunt will find a way."

Ji Yu lowered his eyebrows and asked, "Did they leave yesterday?"

"Yes, I asked the little girl, and he said that Xiao Ao's body has gotten better in the past few days."

"Well, I got it." Ji Yu began to pack his luggage, "I'll go to Huaicheng with you."

"it is good."

It just so happened that Mei Shuli came in a carriage this time, and he also intended to bring Ji Yu to his house to stay for a few days, but now that Ji Yu offered to offer it, it would be best.

"Yan Yigu won't survive this time."

Mei Shuli suddenly hooked his lips and laughed, "Lingjing cut off the tendons in his arms and legs, and his martial arts were useless. Although he was let go, I don't think he can survive this winter."

"Lingjing has really gained an excellent reputation in the Jianghu this time. He punishes rape and eliminates evil, and he has kind thoughts in his heart." Mei Shuli said again: "It's also just right, it's best not to let him just do that. Died easily."

Ji Yu nodded, but didn't answer.

The two were about to arrive in Huaicheng, Mei Shuli wanted Ji Yu to live in Mei's house, but Ji Yu didn't intend to go into Huaicheng.

"I want to see Master."

Mei Shu responded proudly, "Alright, I'll wait for you at home."

"Don't wait for me, I will go to the place where I used to live after seeing Master."

Ji Yu packed his luggage and prepared to get off the carriage.

"Junqin...Little Aofu has a big fate..." Mei Shuli couldn't continue talking when he thought of Mei Shuao.

"Forget it, you go. If you need anything, come to Huaicheng to find me. If I'm not in Huaicheng, I'm in the old house. You know that place."

Ji Yu hugged Mei Shuli lightly, "Shu Li, take care."

"Don't worry too much, you take care too."

After Ji Yu offered incense to Master and Wu Sheng, he rushed back to the small courtyard where he used to live alone.

A few days ago, he came back to pick up the book and the portrait he drew for Mei Shuao. He originally wanted to bring it to Wuzhen as a gift to Mei Shuao, but unexpectedly, Ji Yu brought it back.

Ji Yu walked into the courtyard where some weeds grew. He didn't have time to take a closer look at the place where he lived for two years when he came back a few days ago. Now that he wants to live again this time, his mood is different.

The medicinal materials in the pharmacy that have not had time to clean up are still lying in the bamboo baskets, but they are covered with dust.

The quilts in the room are also moldy and need to be replaced in the town.

Walking to the backyard, the vegetables in the vegetable garden have long since withered, and the four apricot trees are also somewhat withered and yellow.

Winter is coming.

The author has something to say: the second update, a bit late, thank you for the favorite girl, I hope you like my text