Twilight Cloud Returns

The poison I suffered in the past...

When Yun Chuxiu thought about it carefully, the only thing that happened was that she was stabbed by a poisoned feather arrow in the forest of Huishan last year.

Yun Zheng joked inappropriately: "Speaking of which, this poison has a lot of fate with me. I went to Miaojiang before and picked a purple herbal medicine. At that time, I thought it could be used to cure diseases and save people, but the local people told me that It's just a poison, and only Miaojiang women know how to prepare it."

He quietly approached Yun Chuxiu's ear, bypassing Wuqing on purpose, and said in a low voice: "Young master, did you cheat a Miaojiang woman somewhere, making people hate you from beginning to end and then abandoning you, and finally joined forces with those villains?" Get up and kill you to satisfy her hatred?"

"Get lost!" Yun Chuxiu kicked Yun Zheng out of the room in a rage, how could he be unfaithful to Ah Qing?If Ah Qing heard this, he wouldn't even be able to touch the square pillow on the couch tonight!

Yun Zheng blew a whistle—get out, get out, anyway, since his wife ran away, he could only guard his adopted son.

However, Yun Chuxiu was a little familiar with the daughter of Miao Jiang, as if she had heard of it somewhere before...

The next day, before dawn, Yun Chuxiu quietly left with Wuqing.

He doesn't like parting, he was always alone in the past, now that there is more Wuqing who is still sleepy in his arms, the loneliness is much less.

Wuqing was like a cat that hadn't woken up, and said lazily, "Zhihuan, do we have a chance to come back and have a look..."

Yun Chuxiu said softly: "There will be."

They headed north all the way, and when they arrived at the capital, the maple leaves on the outskirts of the city covered the entire official road, complementing the blood-like setting sun, making them look desolate.

As the weather got colder, Yun Chuxiu knew that Wuqing was afraid of the cold, so he wrapped him like a rice dumpling for the Dragon Boat Festival, leaving only his head outside.

He ordered Yunying to drive to Huishan, and said to Wuqing: "Go back and see your master and brothers first, okay?"

This time in Yangzhou, another ten months passed, Wuqing missed them very much, and nodded quickly.

Zhihuan always puts him at the top of his heart, Wuqing only feels that this cool autumn is extraordinarily warm.

After Huishan Temple received the last pilgrim, Wulu was about to close the temple gate when he saw a carriage parked in front of him.

Wuqing poked his head out of it, and said pleasantly, "Senior Brother Wulu!"

Wulu was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't realize that it was Wuqing for a long time.It wasn't until he walked up to him that he realized that the handsome young man in front of him was actually his younger brother!

Wulu wept with joy, looked up and down at the brand-new Wuqing, and said with relief, "Is Yangzhou all right? Seeing that you are safe, master and senior brothers can finally rest assured."

In the courtyard, Wu Chen, who was picking up sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on the ground with all his juniors, saw that Wulu was so delayed in closing the door. This junior must be lazy again, unwilling to work, so he shouted: "Wuluo, why are you so slow?"

Wulu turned his head and said excitedly: "Senior brother, Wuqing and the young master are back!"

When the monks heard this, they all stopped their movements and rushed towards the gate of the temple.

Yun Chuxiu naturally took Wuqing's hand, and the two walked into Huishan Temple together.

Wulu, who had always been lazy, now had quick legs and feet, so he ran quickly to the master's meditation room and invited the old man out.

As soon as Huijue heard that Qing'er had returned, she was in high spirits immediately, and rushed to the monastery leaning on her Zen staff.

When the two saw Master Huijue walking into the courtyard, they knelt on the ground together and paid him respects.

How noble is the little prince!

Even the emperor has to give three points of courtesy!

How could he kneel like a monk!

Wu Luke was terrified, and immediately wanted to help the young man get up, but he saw that the two of them were wearing the same mandarin duck pendant and concentric knot around their waists, and he heard Junior Brother Wuqing joyfully say: "Master, Qing'er is now named Yun." clear."

The monks suddenly realized, Huijue hurriedly helped them up, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, don't worry, master, don't worry..."

This is justifiable, since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there has never been such a precedent.But the little prince has become the No. 1 in the world, and Wu Chen, who has always been indifferent, also looks at him with admiration, maybe there are always exceptions in the ruthless royal family.

Huijue was moved and burst into tears. Wouldn't it be a great blessing in life for the disciple who regarded him as his own to have a good destination!

Even the wrinkles all over his face were smiling, he told Wulu next to him, "Go quickly and bring the sweet-scented osmanthus you picked just now, and give it to the little father-in-law."

Wuqing quickly waved his hands and smiled, "You don't need to bother the seniors, Qing'er can pick it up by himself."

It can be said that Wulu was too lazy to hurt his skin, and immediately echoed: "Master, the ground has been blown down a lot by the wind, and it would be good if two more people helped."

Huijue helplessly tapped his bald head, and reprimanded: "If the teacher passes away one day, I don't think even your senior brother Wuchen can control you."

Wu Lu apologized and said with a smile: "Master is in good health, but you are not allowed to say any lies about passing away or not."

At this moment, Yun Chuxiu smoothed things over and said, "Master Huijue, it is only right for me to serve Huishan Temple."

This "Master Huijue" almost sent Huijue directly to the Buddha. The naughty little father-in-law suddenly respected him so much, which made Huijue feel bad.

Wuqing was already happily picking up sweet-scented osmanthus with his seniors.

I saw Yun Chuxiu walked up to Huijue, raised her feather fan, raised her eyebrows and said, "Old bald man, this is to show you face in front of Ah Qing. I remember clearly the bitter medicine that was poured on me when I was young. "

Hearing the familiar title of "old bald man", Huijue's hanging heart fell down—this is the nature of the little father-in-law!

A gust of autumn wind blew past untimely, and Huijue couldn't help coughing a few times.I have a lot of bones in my body, not as strong as Wulu said in the past, and I often feel tired and sleepy in recent days, maybe the end is approaching...

Looking at Wuqing's back, he asked: "Qing'er has been cold-tempered since he was a child, and he is not good at dealing with people. I am blessed to see his cheerful side now, and I am already blessed by the Buddha."

He bowed with one hand, and said solemnly: "Amitabha, my lord, what I can't let go of in this life is Qing'er, and he will be entrusted to you from now on."

Huijue must have accepted the imminent demise calmly.

Yun Chuxiu was in awe of his detachment, clapped his hands together and said, "Master, I will definitely treat him well."

Wuqing was very happy to pick with his brothers, as if he was back in Huishan Temple. Every late autumn, he used the sweet-scented osmanthus to make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

At this time, he was holding a full can, and happily said to Zhi Huan: "How about we make sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing?"

Yun Chuxiu naturally didn't expect to let this cat drink wine once in Liangzhou, and actually hooked the wine worms out of his belly, and he didn't want the osmanthus cake that he usually eats, he only wanted osmanthus stuffed.

Yun Chuxiu took it by hand, fearing that he would be tired, she said dotingly: "Okay, then I will bury it under the magnolia flowers in the other courtyard. We will dig it out again in the golden autumn of the next year, and have a taste of this clear wine."

Wu Qing glanced around, but couldn't find Wu Shuang's figure, so he asked Xiang Wuchen, "Senior brother, where is Wu Shuang?"

Wulu happened to take out his long-preserved Heroic Sword from the Zen room, and wanted to ask the little prince for advice on one or two moves, so he said by the way: "Junior Brother Wushuang is still taking him here because you failed to fulfill your promise last time." The capital is worried about it, and now it is angry in the meditation room."

For this, Yun Chuxiu was really sorry.

Wuqing said: "I'll go find him, although Wushuang is small, he is a stubborn master, but he is still just a child after all, just spend more time coaxing him."

Taking advantage of this gap, Wulu played the heroic sword in front of the young man, with every move and style, he still had his nose and eyes.

After finishing a set of sword techniques created by himself, he looked at the young man expectantly, and asked, "Young man, is this sword okay for the little monk?"

Seeing this, the other monks joked, "Brother Wulu, aren't you playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong?"

Wulu: "Go, go, pick your sweet-scented osmanthus!"

Yun Chuxiu could see that he was a good candidate for martial arts, but it was a pity that the best age for martial arts has passed, but he still praised: "Not bad."

Having received the award, Wulu was in a turbulent mood. He patted his round belly and whispered to the young father-in-law: "To tell you the truth, this set of swordsmanship was learned by the young monk from the scripture book..."

Yun Chuxiu joked: "You tell me so openly, aren't you afraid that I will secretly sue Brother Wuchen for your private possession of the storybook?"

Wulu patted his chest and said loudly: "I know you won't! Otherwise, how can you give me the heroic sword? You know that I yearn for and admire the soldiers who fight bloody enemies at the border and defend the country. That's why I let the little monk have a good time."

Yun Chuqiu looked at him in high spirits, but he was a bit clever.If he hadn't entered the Buddhist sect because of the ups and downs, he would have become famous in the battlefield.

He patted Wulu on the shoulder, and said: "My lord gave you the sword, so practice hard, even if you can't charge in the battlefield, you can still protect the upper and lower parts of Huishan Temple."

Huishan Temple is his home, even if the little father-in-law doesn't say anything, Huishan Temple will always be the first place in Wulu's heart.He imitated the etiquette of the generals, and he clasped his fists and said loudly, "This subordinate takes orders!"

On the other side, Wuqing coaxed the awkward little Wushuang to finally get out of the wing.He was embraced by Wuqing, and when he saw Yun Chuxiu, he turned his face away and hummed: "Brother Liar!"

Seeing him being so self-willed and arrogant, Wuchen was furious, and said harshly: "Hurry up and get out of your brother Wuqing's arms! You are not a baby, so you can't even walk the road? Look at you, how can you not walk?" How dignified it is to have the appearance of a disciple under the Buddha's throne!"

Wushuang didn't understand why senior brother Wuchen was always strict with him. If he didn't copy the scriptures well, he would have to do it all over again. If he knocked the wooden fish incorrectly, he would be punished for dinner. Now seeing Senior Brother Wuqing whom I have missed for a long time, I can't act coquettishly, and I have to scold him in front of these senior brothers.

At this time, all the grievances poured out, and he burst into tears with a "wow". He wiped away the tears on his face with his little hands, but wiped more and more tears. The capital is fine, you come to kill me too..."

Wushuang cried so aggrieved that even Huijue couldn't stand it anymore. He scolded Wuchen beside him: "Teaching children should not be too strict, but be tolerant and kind. Although Wushuang is a monk like you and me, but If he was in the secular world, he would be just a child of school age, why should he be so harsh?"

When reprimanding Wushuang, the most painful thing was Wuchen. When he heard the cry, his heart suddenly trembled, and he put his hands together and said: "The disciple has been taught."

He stepped forward, wanting to hug Wushuang who was being coaxed by Wuqing, but the latter put her face on the back of Senior Brother Wuqing's neck arrogantly, he didn't want to see Senior Brother Wuchen who was fierce against him all day long!

Wuqing hissed: "Brother Wuchen, you go first, I will coax him."

Wuchen couldn't help it either, so he could only say: "So please."

Wushuang was growing his body, he was much heavier than before, and Wuqing gradually couldn't support him.

Seeing the situation, Yun Chuxiu detoured behind Wuqing, and said to Wushuang, whose face was full of tears: "Your liar brother promises you that he will take you to the capital for a while. It's just that I have been troubled by many things recently, so I'm free Come down, I will take you to the capital, live in the biggest house, eat the best sweet-scented osmanthus cake, how about it?"

Chuipiao'er's heart is the simplest. After a few words, Wushuang smiled happily, and climbed into Yun Chuxiu's arms with open arms, cheering: "Brother Immortal is the best!"

Wulu at the side couldn't help muttering: "This is really raising a little white-eyed wolf! Feed water and feed, what did his fairy brother do?"

It was getting late, and the monks sent the two of them out of the temple.

Wulu waved his hand and said, "Benefactor Yun, take care!"

Wushuang asked curiously, "Brother Wulu, who are you calling?"

Wulu proudly said: "Of course it is you, Senior Brother Wuqing." He also told the other juniors, "Our Senior Brother Wuqing has returned to the vulgar, and he is no longer a disciple of Buddhism. In the future, he will be honored as Master Yun, the little prince is happy, There will be more rewards for our Huishan Temple, do you understand?"

The rest of the people felt that it made sense, and they all nodded, "Thank you, brother, for your suggestion."

The author says:

Wulu: No one understands the little grandpa's thoughts better than me!