The rivers and lakes are full of vests

The Prajna Temple under the drizzle is brightly lit at the moment, and the sound of Buddhist scriptures being chanted in the temple can be heard from a distance, resounding through the entire mountain forest in a uniform manner.

Fu Peibai walked up the mountain path with Ni Zhi in his arms, stepping on the wet moss, but she walked quickly and steadily.

Because of the shelter of the lush trees, a lot of rain was covered, but a few raindrops still fell on the head and slid down the cheeks, icy cold.

She walked in silence, listening to the ethereal and distant chanting, until a moon-white long gown appeared in the corner of her eyes, and she stopped.

Her gaze moved up slowly, and finally fell on Shi Qi's cold and beautiful face.

Shi Qi stood on a step higher than her, looking down at her slightly at the moment, with all the bamboo umbrellas in his hand tilted towards her.

Under the dim yellow night, there were some emotions that Fu Peibai couldn't understand flowing in those light brown eyes.

She said in a daze: "Why are you here?"

Shi Qi didn't answer, and didn't ask anything, handed over the umbrella and said, "Leave her to me, I'll take care of her."

Fu Peibai was a little puzzled by the way the other party knew everything, but she didn't think deeply, and said to Ni Zhi: "Zhi'er, you go back to the temple with this sister first, and my brother will accompany your mother, and I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

Ni Zhi hugged her arm tightly and refused to let go, her expression full of resistance.

Fu Peibai patted her on the back lightly, and softened his tone, "This sister is the sister from yesterday. You met her before, don't you remember?"

Ni Zhi raised her head, glanced cautiously at Seventeen Empresses, and whispered, "I remember."

"Then you go with this sister first, and after dawn, my brother will pick you up to meet your mother, okay?"

Ni Zhi's hand holding her arm slowly loosened, and she nodded.

After Fu Peibai put Ni Zhi down, Seventeen stretched out his hand to the little girl, but Ni Zhi's expression was still timid.

Shi Qi showed a gentle smile, stroked the little girl's dirty and wet hair with her white palm, and gently stroked the little head, with a gentle voice, "Zhi'er, can you go with sister first? Brother Fu still has something to do, she is busy I'll come back to pick up Zhi'er when I'm done."

The woman's laugh and voice were too gentle, Ni Zhi finally reached out and took Shiqi's hand.

Seeing that Ni Zhi had settled down, Fu Peibai felt a little relieved, "Thank you, Seventeen."

"Umbrella, you take it."

"No need, take Zhi'er back," Fu Peibai said, then turned and walked down the mountain.

When she came to the corner, she seemed to have a feeling in her heart, and she couldn't help turning her head. In the misty night, amidst the sound of dripping rain, she saw the hazy figures of women and girls on the stone steps in the distance.

Seventeen held an umbrella in one hand and held Ni Zhi in the other, and was also looking at Fu Peibai at the foot of the stone steps. The two just looked at each other silently through the dark night.

Fu Peibai raised his head slightly, raised one hand and waved it, making a gesture for them to go quickly.

Shi Qi, who was on the steps, quickly waved her hand at her. Fu Peibai felt inexplicably sore when she saw this scene. She wiped her eyes, turned and walked down the mountain and strode away.

When he returned to Yizhuang, the guard man was still dozing off. Fu Peibai didn't bother him, and went straight into the room where Ni Zhi's mother's body was placed.

After closing the door, the whole room was pitch-black, only the faint moonlight seeping through the window fell on the white cloth, reflecting some light, which looked a little weird.

She stood upright, staring at the vague silhouette under the white cloth, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I hurt you."

After a short moment of silence, she knelt down slowly, kowtowed to the platform, and touched her forehead to the ground, making a clear sound, which echoed in the empty room.

"Don't worry, I will take care of Zhi'er, and I will let her grow up safely and happily." After finishing speaking, she kowtowed twice again.

Then she found a corner, hugged her knees weakly, buried her head in it, and slowly closed her eyes.

Shuri, the man guarding Yizhuang woke up. He stretched his waist and muttered: "This work is really not done by humans. There is no one on duty, and I can't even sleep peacefully." Knead the sore limbs, and go to the mortuary for inspection as usual.

Naturally, this inspection is not to check whether a thief has entered or what has been lost, but to check the degree of decay of the parked corpse. If it is serious, the relatives must be notified to come and take it away.

But when it comes to inspection, he usually just glances at it perfunctorily. Most of the dead people who can be brought to this Yizhuang to be placed are not from wealthy families, and even if they are, they are just servants, unfavored concubines. Like, the owner felt that it would be unlucky to die at home, so he took them to this Yizhuang to park, so now there are only two or three corpses in the entire Yizhuang.

The man hummed a ditty and opened the last room. As soon as he walked in, he was startled. The room that was supposed to be empty with only dead bodies was huddled up in the corner.

The man swallowed, walked over tremblingly, and kicked the man, "You, who are you? Dead or alive?"

Fu Peibai woke up suddenly, her pupils constricted, she subconsciously grabbed the man's feet, dragged him to the ground, and pinched the man's fragile throat with her five fingers.

The man turned pale with fright, twisted and howled on the ground, "Killer! Help! Help!"

Fu Peibai didn't know whether it was raining all night or something, but now she had a splitting headache, she was disturbed by the noise, and after shaking her head to clear her mind, she finally saw the face of the yelling man clearly.

"Feel sorry."

After finishing speaking, she got up and pulled the man up, only then did the man recognize that the disheveled boy in front of him was the one who came last night.

The man was quite frightened, and after patting the ashes on his body, he took a few steps back and asked vigilantly, "Why are you here?"

"I came back shortly after I left last night. You were asleep at that time, so you didn't see me."

When the man heard this, his brows frowned. He pointed to the female corpse on the stage, and then pointed to Fu Peibai, with a shocked expression on his face, "You stayed in the same room with this corpse all night?"

Fu Peibai nodded slightly.

The man swallowed his saliva, and smiled dryly, "It's amazing, it's so courageous."

"But who is this woman to you?"

Fu Peibai's eyes sank, his voice was low, "She's not me, but I killed her."

The man thoughtfully didn't ask any more questions, and stretched out his hand, "Where's the money, have you brought it? How long will it be kept?"

"Sorry, I'll go back and get it now. By the way, little brother, I need to trouble you."

The man raised his eyebrows and leaned against the door frame, "Say."

"Help me find some people, hold a funeral, use the best for everything, don't worry about money."

The man's eyes lit up, he straightened up, and his tone was more polite, "It's easy to say, but the weather is hot now, and the corpse should not be parked for too long, it's better to bury it as soon as possible. It's too expensive to set up a temporary funeral team. We have to add one more."

"Understood, then as soon as possible."

"No problem, son, don't worry, it will be done for you, and you can be buried in the coffin at the latest, and I will arrange people now." The man said, and left the Yizhuang briskly.

Fu Peibai closed the gate of Yizhuang and hurried back to Banruo Temple.

Abbot Mingwen and Master Kuchan are closing niches in Banruo Temple.

The death of a highly respected and respected monk usually requires several ceremonies, including closing the niche, opening the niche, and having a funeral.

Before closing the altar, it was originally intended for everyone to pray for the abbot and the mage for a few days, then bathe and change their clothes, put them in the altar for reincarnation, and place them in the Xigui Hall in the temple for a group of monks to chant scriptures. Fearing that the corpses would be corrupted due to the hot weather, they hastily cleaned up the corpses of the abbot and the mage last night and put them into the reincarnation niche.

A group of monks sat cross-legged in the main hall, chanting the "Heart Sutra" and "The Mantra of Rebirth". A tall man wearing a solemn monk's robe held a seal in his hand as the presiding priest, and recited the book: " Recite the Dharma Realm of the Universal Zhou Dynasty, and never leave the place; through the original one, it is like the three pools of the moon. Come up to read the merits and virtues, and enshrine it as the new monk of the temple. On the seventeenth day of the eighth month of the year, on the second day of entering the altar, solemnly repay the earth, pray for a good journey to the west, and rest from the world, pay respects to Amitabha, and hear wonderful verses."

Fu Peibai stood quietly outside the hall, watching all this.

After the Dharma Master finished reciting, he raised his eyes to look outside the hall, and exchanged glances with Fu Peibai, who nodded slightly as a signal.

Fu Peibai didn't know him, but the man's robes were the same as that of Master Kuchan, he must be an eminent monk, so he nodded in return.

After leaving Xiguitang, she came to Shiqi's house. The sunny day after the rainstorm was very hot. She didn't know if she was sunburned or what. Holding on to the door frame so as not to fall, my mind was about to split, and my face was covered with cold sweat.

She shook her head heavily, and when she was about to knock on the door again, the door opened by itself, and then a pair of white and slender arms stretched out to support her elbow.

"what happened to you?"

"It's all right, where's Zhi'er?" She said, walking into the room, she saw Ni Zhi sleeping peacefully on the couch, tightly clutching the corner of the quilt with her little hands.

She walked to the side of the couch, stroked Ni Zhi's face gently, and covered her with the quilt before whispering to Shi Qi: "Thank you, Shi Qi."

Shi Qi didn't say a word, she came straight over, stretched out her hand, and put the cool back of her hand on Fu Peibai's forehead, feeling hot from the back of her hand, she withdrew her hand, frowned and said, "You have a fever."

"It's nothing serious, I entrusted someone to prepare the funeral for Zhi'er's mother, and the passing away ceremony of Abbot Mingwen and Master Kuchan is still going on, we need to stay here for a few more days, and we have to find a good family They entrusted Zhier there for the time being, and after the trip to the southwest is over, I will pick her up and go back to the mountain together. The peak owner is kind and will allow Zhier to stay on the mountain," Fu Peibai said to himself, without saying anything. He noticed Shi Qi's increasingly dignified expression.

"Help me take care of Zhi'er for a while, I have to go to the abbot and mage's passing away ceremony." After she finished speaking, she was about to get up and leave the room, but when she opened the door, someone grabbed her wrist.

"Follow me." Shi Qi grabbed her wrist, and before she could refuse, he dragged her down the mountain.

Fu Peibai was still a little confused, "Where are you going?"

Seventeen replied without turning back: "Medical clinic."

"Seventeen, I'm fine," Fu Peibai said helplessly, "There are a lot of things to deal with now, and this little problem can be passed by one after another. It's not worth wasting time to go to the medical clinic."

Shi Qi didn't seem to hear it, and walked faster.

Not long after, she dragged and dragged Fu Peibai to the City Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

When she was walking down the mountain in a hurry, she did not wear a veil. At this moment, her gorgeous face was fully displayed, which attracted the lingering eyes of men in the medical hall.

Fu Peibai glanced at them with displeasure, but those men were not afraid of this young man with a sickly face and a thin figure. Their gazes still fell on Shiqi unscrupulously, sizing him up repeatedly from top to bottom.

"Doctor, grab a dose of Guizhi Decoction and Wulingsan medicine. We still have something to do, so please hurry up." Fu Peibai's slender fingers tapped on the counter, his face looking a little impatient.

"Master Fu."

"Huh?" Fu Peibai stared at Shi Qi suspiciously.

"I suddenly remembered that you didn't bring the word girl with you when you called me today."

Fu Peibai was stunned for a moment and said: "Well... If you think it's wrong, I will pay more attention in the future."

Shi Qi smiled and asked, "Why do you think so?"

"You and I have known each other not long ago, and there are differences between men and women. I'm afraid you will care." After Fu Peibai finished speaking, he thought of something, and added, "I'm also afraid that your sweetheart will care."

Shi Qi laughed out loud, showing his white teeth, "Why, you are kind to me, left and right are just a title, naturally you can call me whatever you want.

It's just that I thought about it, if you call me by my first name, but I still call you young master, it would seem unreasonable, why don't I also omit the word young master and call you by your nickname? "

Fu Peibai nodded in a daze, two blushes appeared on her cheeks due to the high fever, making her look even naive.

"Then what should I call you?" Shi Qi looked thoughtful.

After a while, she smiled sweetly, her eyes twinkled, and she called out "A Pei".

Fu Peibai's eyes widened slightly, he didn't know if he was burned by a fever, or he was dizzy by the sunlight that filled the room, and his mind became more and more confused.

In a daze, she stared at Shi Qi's bright smiling face in the sun, as if she saw the peak master far away on the Chaoquan smiling with her so gently and peacefully, calling her A Pei.

"Peak Master..." She couldn't help murmuring, her heart felt sore, her longing was like a flood, coming suddenly and violently.

"Young master, the medicine is all packed."

The doctor's voice brought her back to her senses. When she came back to her senses, she quickly turned her head, her eyes flustered, "Okay, many, thank you doctor."

After finishing speaking, she carried the medicine bag and walked out of the clinic first, "Let's go, Miss Seventeen."

When Shi Qi heard the word girl, the smile in her eyes faded, but she didn't say anything, and walked out of the hospital.