Twilight Cloud Returns

That night, Wuqing never got any answer.Because... Yun Chuxiu fell asleep after gnawing on him like a wild dog...

Wuqing watched him sleeping soundly, a smile crossed the corner of his lips.Maybe he was worrying too much, if there was a problem, he believed that he would not be able to fall asleep without knowing it.

Reassuring himself in this way, he found a comfortable position in Zhihuan's arms, slipped into it, and fell asleep peacefully.

After a long time, the pair of star eyes that belonged to Yun Chuxiu suddenly woke up in the darkness, their eyes intertwined with the bright moonlight, and fell on Wuqing's thin shoulders.

If he can't find Yunzheng, he will not give up.

Even without Yunzheng, there is old man Huijue who is good at medicine.

It is said that you need to visit hundreds of famous doctors to see a doctor, but Yun Chuxiu still doesn't believe it, how can you let the old doctor Hu Taiyi give Wuqing a medicine stone Wuling so easily!

He murmured softly in Wuqing's ear: "Be united forever, stay together forever."

The next day, spring and Jingming, Huifeng and smooth.

Xu Shi was too thrilling last night, exhausted his energy, and didn't get up until the end of the day, and the quilt beside him had already turned cold. It seemed that Zhi woke up much earlier than him.

Wuqing put on her clothes and came to the study to look for him, only to see Yunying leave in a hurry.

When Yun Chuxiu saw Wuqing, her forehead that was still tightly wrinkled just now relaxed, and her tone inadvertently softened, and she said, "Have you slept well?"

Wuqing nodded and walked in.

Yun Chuxiu put down the pen in his hand, and said, "Have some breakfast, how about we go back to Yulan Bieyuan today?"

"Really?!" Wuqing exclaimed in surprise, even the remaining drowsiness after waking up was wiped away!But the joy didn't last for a moment, and then he fell into silence for a while—Rong Changkun was frightened by Fatty in Drunken Rouge last night, and he was in danger.Can they... still go back to Huishan?

Yun Chuxiu can always see through his thoughts at a glance, and said: "Gu Xiaorui came to report earlier, and Imperial Physician Hu entered the Prime Minister's residence at night, and it seems that Rong Changkun can hang more than ten lives."

"Just don't worry, the person who can make the little father-in-law stumble has not yet been born!"

Before he finished speaking, his wild attitude came out again, and Wu Qing really had nothing to do with him.

After breakfast, the two stepped onto the steed, leaving Gu Xiaorui on the carriage, and headed towards Huishan in the suburbs of Beijing.

Gu Xiaorui drove the carriage, pulling the gifts that the carriage gave to the masters of Huishan Temple, and walked slowly, feeling resentful in his heart, he said: "The little prince pleases Qing Gongzi's former senior brothers, so it's fine if he doesn't pull it himself, and throws all of them away." for myself!It takes a year of the monkey to get to Huishan Temple...

If it was the past, with Fatty here, he could be a companion; now, Fatty has "run away in fear of crime", leaving him to pass the boring time by himself.

Yun Chuxiu and Wuqing rode fast and arrived at the time when the monks of Huishan Temple were doing their lunch classes.

Wuqing got off his horse and looked at the big "Huishan Temple" in front of the temple gate. While familiar with it, an inexplicable sense of strangeness came to his heart...

After a long absence of more than half a year, the memory of spending more than 20 years in this Huishan Temple seems to be completely covered by the time after returning to vulgarity overnight...

Standing in front of the door, Wuqing felt a bit of timidity—he resolutely left that day, but now he doesn't know how to face his master and fellow brothers...

Today, on the seventh day of the lunar new year, Huishan Temple rests as usual and does not receive pilgrims.

Yun Chuxiu tied up his horse, and seeing Wuqing lingering in front of the temple, he was very worried.Being exquisite and clear, he knew what Wuqing was worried about, and said: "You grew up in Huishan Temple, why not go home and see?"

"Go home and have a look" hit Wuqing's heartstrings. How could he forget that he swore in his heart that day that all the brothers and sisters in Huishan Temple were his lifelong relatives...

Wuqing raised her eyes, summoned up her courage and pushed open the gate of the temple, and what came into view was the evergreen, luxuriant osmanthus tree.

Yun Chuxiu followed his footsteps and walked quietly into Huishan Temple, not wanting to disturb the monks who were chanting sutras.

Familiar Sanskrit voices floated in the sky above Huishan Temple, Wuqing seemed to have returned to the days before he returned to vulgarity, repeating it every day was boring to others, but he could not understand the life of Buddhism.

In the chanting hall, Wushuang couldn't sit still on the futon, and was the first to spot Wuqing's figure.

Wushuang tugged at Wulu, who was about to fall asleep, and said excitedly, "Senior brother, Wuqing is back!"

Naturally, Wulu didn't hear Wushuang's whispered words, only felt someone pulling his sleeves, thinking that he was being lazy and slippery by brother Wuchen, so he immediately opened his eyes, wiped the drool from his mouth, and recited the scriptures aloud .

Wushuang rolled her big black eyes and said again: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Wuqing is back!"

His volume was not low, and he successfully attracted the attention of all the brothers in the chanting hall, and the chanting stopped abruptly.

Everyone was ecstatic, they all poked their heads outside and said, "Junior Brother Wuqing is really back?"

"It's really great that he can come back safely from the frontier fortress! It's not in vain that I pray for him every day..."

"Let's go and tell Master! The old man is also very worried!"

The chanting hall was noisy for a while.

Wu Chen, who was in charge of the affairs, suddenly opened his eyes, and knocked the wooden fish hard, with a displeased expression on his face.

The monks stopped talking for a moment.

Wu Chen looked around the hall, with a hint of sullenness in his voice, "Continue to chant."

Everyone was afraid of this rather stern elder brother, so they could only suppress their excitement, hoping that Wuqing would not leave Huishan Temple, and they would catch up with him after the afternoon class.

The sound of Sanskrit in the chanting hall sounded again, and Wuchen's eyes couldn't help but look away—has Wuqing ever been wronged outside?Did that little prince bully him?

Forget it, he left Huishan Temple for more than half a year and didn't even come to write a letter, so he didn't miss him!

Wulu understands Wuchen's mind best, and the whole temple, except for the master, is Wuchen's senior brother who misses Wuqing the most, but he has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart...

He looked at Senior Brother Wuchen's expression of sitting on pins and needles, and couldn't help secretly laughing, just happened to be caught by Wuchen.

Wu Chen couldn't hold back anymore, and said: "Let's stop here for lunch today."

As soon as he heard the end, Xiao Wushuang, who was closest to the door, was the first to rush out cheering, shouting: "Senior Brother Wuqing! Senior Brother Wuqing!"

Wuqing looked back following the sound, only to see Wushuang bouncing into his arms, asking him to hold her.

Wulu and the remaining senior brothers also rushed towards him immediately.

After such a long time, seeing these familiar faces again, Wuqing felt mixed feelings in his heart, his nose became sour, and thousands of words turned into sobs, and said: "I..."

Wulu wiped the tears on his face with the corner of his sleeve, took Wuqing's hand, and said sadly: "Junior brother...you are finally back...you are back..."

When relatives meet, tears will always wet the skirt of the clothes.

The sound of chanting turned into a weeping sound.

Yun Chuxiu at the side felt more and more awkward the more he listened, he cleared his throat deliberately, and said, "Masters, don't cry anymore, it sounds like my father-in-law took something by force and did something heinous..."

Everyone was amused by him, and they put their hands together and said respectfully: "Hi, little grandpa."

Wushuang only cared about Senior Brother Wuqing, only to realize that Brother Immortal had also come!

He stretched out his hand and leaned his whole body towards Yun Chuxiu, wanting him to hug him, and said innocently: "Brother Immortal!"

Seeing that Xiao Wushuang acted so recklessly, Wulu wanted to take him back immediately.

Yun Chuxiu took it, let him sit on her neck, and liked him very much.

This move scared all the monks in Huishan Temple to gasp.

Wuqing smiled and said: "He is not as rumored, he is kind-hearted and approachable, brothers can rest assured."

Hearing what Junior Brother Wuqing said, everyone felt at ease.

Wu Qing glanced past the senior brothers, but still did not see Master and Senior Brother Wu Chen, and subconsciously asked, "Where are Master and Senior Brother Wu Chen? Are Master still in good health?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Wuchen was seen in the distance, holding Master Huijue by the arm, and rushed over quickly.

After this farewell, the years have left some marks on Master Huijue's forehead. His body seems not as strong as before, and he needs Brother Wuchen to support him.

As soon as Wuqing saw Master Huijue, he immediately knelt down, "Master!"

Huijue stretched out her big dry hand to support him, and said with tears in her eyes, "Qing'er is back...Qing'er is back..."

Wuqing's childhood memories are instantly brought back by the long-lost address that Master Huijue naturally revealed from the bottom of his heart...

When I was young, my master always personally taught me to read Buddhist scriptures under this osmanthus tree, calling myself "Qing'er" with kindness, just like father and son in ordinary people.

The master picked up the discarded self and brought it back to Huishan Temple so that he could be raised.

The scenes of the past passed by in front of my eyes one by one, Wuqing burst into tears and said: "Qing'er is not filial..."

Wiping away Wuqing's tears with rough and withered fingers, Huijue comforted him and said, "Qing'er only needs to always remember the 'good' that the teacher said. This is the greatest filial piety."

The corners of Wuchen's eyes were also wet, and he choked up and said, "Everything... is it okay?"

Wuqing nodded, "Thank you, Brother Wuchen, for your concern, everything is fine..."

Yun Chuxiu was playing with the young Wushuang a few steps away. Seeing Wuqing surrounded by them, asking for warmth, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion: If the father and mother are alive, they will be like Hui when they return from killing the enemy this time. Feeling, careless like dust.

In this world, it is good that someone remembers.

Taking advantage of the setting sun, Gu Xiaorui arrived at Huishan Temple with the cart full of gifts.

His ass is going to sit tight!

Wushuang couldn't help exclaiming "Wow" when she saw that there were more big boxes than the last battle.

Wuqing opened a box, which contained all kinds of windmills, tiger-head puppets, rattles, etc., all of which were favorites of the children of ordinary people in the capital.

He waved at Wushuang, "Wushuang, these are all for you."

Xiao Wushuang looked at the tall Yun Chuxiu in disbelief: "Brother Immortal, are these really for me?"

Yun Chuxiu pretended to compete with him, "If Wushuang doesn't want it, then it belongs to my father-in-law!"

Wushuang immediately opened her arms to protect the big box, fearing that it would be taken away by others, she said anxiously, "Wushuang wants it, wants it!"

Wuchen was about to teach Wushuang not to be greedy, to be content and always happy, but Huijue grabbed her arm and motioned to let him go.

From the top to the bottom of Huishan Temple, everyone received gifts from the two of them, especially Wulu, holding the heroic sword bestowed to him by the young master, overjoyed.Right now, the once majestic General Zhenyuan will teach him a few tricks.

The rest of the people teased Wulu and said, "Senior brother Wulu, look at you, brother, you can change your career to become a monk!"

Wulu said: "Go, go, what do you know, a junior who has only eaten vegetarian food and recited Buddha for a few years!"

Wuqing only knows that Wulu loves to inquire about the truth, and secretly hides some folk tales, but he never expects that he loves swords the most.

He asked Xiang Zhihuan suspiciously: "How did you know?"

Yun Chuxiu was unpredictable and said: "The Buddha said that it cannot be said."

Wushuang was in high spirits, looking at so many dolls, she suddenly said without hesitation: "Senior Brother Wulu also said that Senior Brother Wuqing was abducted by the immortal elder brother, abducted to the border of ice and snow, and lived a hard life. But I don't think Wulu Brother Qing is obviously following Brother Immortal to become an Immortal as well!"

As soon as this remark came out, Wulu was terrified!

He didn't want the Heroic Sword anymore, he quickly covered Wushuang's mouth, and said to himself: "This little brother, you have nothing to do to harm your brother!"