smile to heart

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It was late at night when we returned to Jiugai Mountain.

Due to the effect of evil thoughts and consciousness in the body, Qi Zhong's eyes can regain their sight for a short time at night when the devil atmosphere is the strongest.So he returned very quickly during this journey.

Min Zhi sat on the steps outside the Jueming Hall and waited for him, bored, looked up, and happened to see Qi Zhong who had come back, and hurriedly got up and stepped forward.

Annoyed: "Rogue Qi, where have you been? You came back so late."

Qi Zhong was always reminiscing about the encounter with that monk in the afternoon, and the happy time when they watched the stars and the moon together in the evening. He regarded that person as Mu Yun, and got a short-term sustenance of grief. Smiling.

For a while, he didn't hear what Min Zhi said, and entered the hall with a smirk.

"Hey. I'm talking to you, why are you smirking?" Min Zhi pawed him.

Qi finally came to his senses in astonishment: "Ah? Oh."

"Oh what? Your eyesight is bad now, don't go out and wander around, what should you do if you get hurt?"

Min Zhi told him angrily, but Qi Zhong didn't take it seriously, picked his ears, and said impatiently.

"Oh, I see, I'm so long-winded."

"Hey you!" Min Zhi snorted coldly, without fussing with him too much, took out the medicine bottle and handed it to him, "No, a new medicine for eye diseases."

Qi Zhong's face darkened: "Who gave it to you? If it's Feng Mei's stuff, just throw it out for me. I don't care for it!"

Min Zhi's face was pale, she pursed her lips, and said guiltily: "No, no. I went down the mountain to buy it for you... It was made by an old doctor with very high medical skills, don't worry."

"Hmph. Thank you for your hard work. Don't bother me so much in the future. When you get tired of playing, go down the mountain. It's deserted here, and there's nothing to stay here."

He was deliberately distant, and his tone was flat and full of concern.

Min Zhi was puzzled, only felt that he was alienated again and again, a little displeased: "You are driving me away again. Is that why you don't want to see me?"

"……no."

"Okay, I will go. But not now... If you are willing to accompany me to Dijiang to participate in the twice-yearly Flower God Festival, I will leave after returning."

"it is good."

Qi finally agreed without thinking.

However, Min Zhi felt depressed for a while, and said angrily, "Then you must take these medicines, and heal your eye injury as soon as possible, and when the time comes, accompany me to watch the lantern..."

"it is good."

……

On the night of the Flower God Festival, Shengjing in Dijiang was brightly lit and bustling.

Pedestrians were like weaving, Mu Yun's pace slowed down again and again, for fear of bumping into someone, he walked around for a long time, he leaned under the signboard of a remote shop, quietly waiting for the night market to end, and his way back to the ancient temple would be easier.

He didn't know why, the ancient temple was in Jiugai Mountain in Shangjiang, but he walked to the capital city of Dijiang overnight, which was a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles... In the dark, maybe it was the Buddha's house again. some kind of guidance.

When the shopkeeper went out, he was surprised at his standing, and kindly said, "Zen Master, would you like to come in for some water?"

Mu Yun thanked politely: "Thank you for your kindness."

He stepped into the house. The small shop was engaged in engraving business, engraving signs, inscriptions, etc. The narrow room was full of materials.

After thinking for a while, Mu Yun suddenly had a sudden inspiration, and asked the store for a wooden board and a carving knife.

……

When Fang Yanxiao and Feng Mei rushed to the capital of Dijiang, it was the most exciting time of the Flower God Festival, and the lights were still bright.

Fang Yanxiao saw the naughty child swinging the sugar figurine by her side, and walked through the crowd with a smile. She saw the wishing lanterns drifting away in the small river next to her.

There is a lot of traffic and people around, and it is extremely lively.

She had lightly read these noisy scenes, and didn't understand why Feng Mei was talking so gaudy, the two of them were walking, and suddenly separated.

Crossing the long street, Fang Yanxiao saw many peddlers selling things under the eaves beside the Changhe corridor.

"Sister, sister. Buy a small fish and release it to accumulate blessings."

A sound of milk came to her ears, and her heart melted. Following the sound, a little boy was squatting in the corner, smiling sweetly at her, like a little hibiscus from childhood.

She smiled knowingly: "OK."

At this time, from the corner of the eye, she saw Feng Mei strolling in, holding in her hands the food and things they sold when they were shopping just now, and the sleeves of Huayi were still tied with the lantern riddles she guessed for him by herself. A small red knot.

The whole person looked wanton, smiled leisurely, held two strings of sugar figurines in his hands, and shook them at her.

Fang Yanxiao's heart was moved, and she coughed, "You're here."

"What's wrong? Met a little liar?"

Feng Mei looked vigilantly at the child in the corner, not at ease.

Fang Yan smiled angrily: "No. Don't talk nonsense."

"Brother, do you want to buy Xiaoyu?"

The child's pure and kind eyes looked at Feng Mei again, his soft voice made him feel soft, and he coughed twice to cover up his discomfort from the misunderstanding just now.

"How about we buy two small carps to release?"

Glancing at him quietly, Fang Yanxiao asked tentatively, in a much softer tone.

"No." Feng Mei said seriously.

Hearing this, she silently turned around to conceal her disappointment.

Fengmei pursed her lips and snickered, Youyou took out the money bag from her pocket, gave the broken silver to the child, and said loudly:

"Two are not enough, even the whole hairtail in a barrel."

"Okay. Thank you brother, thank you sister." The child took the money and laughed happily.

Fang Yanxiao wanted to laugh, but felt speechless, and said leisurely, "People are stupid and rich."

Feng Mei picked up the bucket and said with a smile: "Go, let the fish go."

"Ah."

The two walked side by side, walking from the street to the water, and passed by Qi Zhong who were beside them, missing their face to face.

"what happened?"

Seeing him stop suddenly, Min Zhi thought he was not feeling well, so she asked concerned.

Dazed for a moment, Qi Zhong shook his head in a daze: "It's okay..."

Gradually, the scent of crabapple flowers in the air slowly drifted away.

"Is this the Flower God Festival? Why don't you see any flowers?"

Qi Zhong suddenly asked.

"The flowers are all placed in the temple, how can there be any fragrance of flowers on the street?" Min Zhi answered him casually, and then excitedly said, "Hey, Rascal Qi, look there is a store selling glazed sugar, do we want... "

She turned around and before she finished speaking, the person had disappeared.

"Rogue Qi? Qi Zhong? Where have you been?" Min Zhi remembered his insane memory, thinking that the crowd had pushed him away, fearing that he would get lost, so he hurriedly shouted and looked for him.

……

"Mu Yun! Mu Yun! Wait for me..."

The sky is full of long lights, the flower alleys are coming and going, the gongs and drums are noisy, and the crowds are surging.Qi Zhong's eyes locked on a figure in Tsing Yi in front of him, and he followed closely. With the last two steps left, he quickly stretched out his hand, clasped the man's shoulder, and pulled it back.

"Mu Yun! You finally..."

"Who are you?"

The man's shoulder was inexplicably pinched, and he quickly backed away from Qi Zhong's 'magic claws', and looked at him with strange eyes.

Realizing that the surprise was in vain, Qi Zhong was suddenly lost, and said in a daze, "I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

After taking the elixir that can restore eyesight temporarily, Qi finally managed to see everything in this world clearly, thinking that what he could see with his eyes was what he thought in his heart, and it turned out that everything was in vain.

Just when he was disheartened and turned around, he lowered his head and accidentally bumped into a "blind man". The two bowed their heads to apologize to each other.

"Sorry..." ("Sorry...")

"It's you! Zen master! We meet again."

Looking up and seeing the other person's face, Qi finally took a step forward excitedly, but Mu Yun blindfolded and took a step back, feeling quite complicated in his heart. It turns out that the most difficult part of this journey is the current fate.

"What a coincidence. In the vast sea of ​​people, we met again not long after parting, so do you think this is the origin of Buddhism?"

He was very happy and talked more.

Mu Yun was silent, his mind was concentrated, and he answered secretly: It is fate.

"Where are you going? It's inconvenient to be blindfolded. I'll see you off..." Qi Zhong couldn't tell why he wanted to get so close to him, and asked attentively.

Mu Yun shook his head and said, "No need. I don't have anywhere to go, I just follow my heart."

Qi Ding nodded, still reluctant to give up, and pulled him back: "Then you can talk to me, I like to hear your voice, it really looks like him..."

As he spoke, sadness welled up in his heart again, and the last few words trembled with tears.

Mu Yun didn't know why, the surroundings were so noisy, but he only heard his sad cry, and suddenly felt distressed.

"Okay. I'll accompany you."

"Then let's find a quiet place, a place where no one will disturb you..."

Qi finally turned from sadness to joy, and subconsciously took the other's hand and shuttled out of the crowd.

Mu Yun followed closely, not knowing where he was going to take him.

……

It was already the middle of the night, and there were already few people on the Flower Street, and it was desolate.

Min Zhi was still running and calling, and ran all over the capital, but couldn't find Qi Zhong.She was so tired that she was out of breath, leaning against a locust tree, and took a breath.

"This Qi Zhong, won't go to drink again, and drink until he loses consciousness?"

Thinking of this possibility, Min Zhi wiped off his sweat, and searched for restaurants in the capital one by one.

By the stream in the suburbs.

Two demure figures are fishing on the water.

Mu Yun didn't expect that the quiet place he mentioned was to come to the lake to fish.But he has been talking for several hours, and he is still chattering. It is estimated that he will not be able to catch fish until dawn.

Qi Zhong took a breath, added some water, glanced at the bamboo pole in front of Mu Yun, felt a little joy in his heart, and said with a sly smile: "Zen Master, you promised me, you can't leave before you catch the fish."

"Yes." Mu Yun nodded in agreement.

Qi finally thought to himself, the fishing rod given to him had neither hook nor bait, so it would be strange if he could catch fish.

Just after he finished thinking about this sentence, Mu Yun's fishing rod shook violently, Qi Zhong stepped forward in surprise, and looked down, a red koi actually took the bait, biting the line tightly and shaking.

Mu Yun raised his hand steadily, and the red carp landed on the shore for a moment, jumping wildly on the grass.

"I caught it."

Qi Zhong, who was stunned to the side, was surprised, but without the slightest hint of joy, and lowered his eyes desolately: "Yes, yes, it's quite a big one."

Mu Yun leaned over, fumbled for the fish, put it back into the water carefully, and washed his hands along the way.

"I'm leaving, you should go home earlier."

When he was wrong, Qi Zhong clenched his fists tightly. At this moment, including the short time with him, he already regarded the person in front of him as Mu Yun.

Reluctantly rushing forward, he rudely removed the cloth over Mu Yun's eyes, wanting to make a final confirmation, but the other party raised his hand lightly and stopped him in mid-air.

"You...are you him?"

With a serious expression, he stubbornly questioned the last sentence.

Mu Yun restrained his expression, and replied calmly: "The poor monk is a disciple of Zhaolian Temple, and his Dharma name is Xiyi."

Hearing this, Qi Zhong lowered his hands, smiled weakly, and apologized sadly: "I was rude..."

"..." Mu Yun remained silent.

Qi Zhong wiped his face hard, and said with a smile: "Zen Master, you have disturbed my heart again... I mistook you for him. It was my fault. If possible, I would like to give you something."

Mu Yun pondered for a moment, then nodded lightly: "Yes."

"Hey. I'll give you this crutch so that you don't have to worry about bumps when you walk."

Mu Yun felt a little heavy when he took over the crutch that he had sharpened by himself. It turned out that when he was talking to himself just now, he had been sharpening this thing.

"...I'm leaving." Qi Zhong didn't hear his thank you, a little disappointed, but forced a smile and said goodbye first.

Mu Yunzhen said first, "Wait a minute, I have something for you too."

Turning around in shock, Qi Zhong stepped forward excitedly, looking at him expectantly.

It is a carved wooden board with scriptures neatly written on it.

"Aren't you upset? After reading it a few times, your mind will calm down... For those who have passed away, let them pass by."

"past?"

Qi finally took the wooden board, his eyes were lost, and he muttered to himself.

After waking up, the surrounding fields were deserted, and there was no sign of that person.