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"Hey Xiaojiu, look what good things I brought you." Li Fu held an oiled paper bag in his arms, closed the door as soon as he entered the room, and opened the paper bag.

A strong smell of oil rushed out, Li Fu's nose moved, he tore a big drumstick from the oil chicken and took a bite. Seeing Xiao Jiumumu standing motionless by the side, he handed it to him again. A chicken leg, said vaguely: "Eat..."

Xiao Jiu raised her eyes and pursed her lips.He is a mute, unable to speak, and often depends on the expression on his face.

The two of them hadn't been together for a long time, only half a month, but Li Fu could already see a lot of emotions from this delicate little face.

For example, now, Xiao Jiu's sullenness made the drumstick lose its attractiveness all of a sudden.

Li Fu got a headache, "Xiao Jiu, what's wrong with you?"

He poured out the banknotes in his arms from the envelope and spread them out on the table, smiling brightly like a flower, "Look, Miss Yuan is so generous and gave you so much money, this time We will be settled for the rest of our lives."

Li Fu thought that Xiao Jiu would be happier seeing this, but he didn't even look at the bank note, but still looked at him with a look that Li Fu couldn't understand, and he trembled all over. Completely unknown.

"Then why don't I return it to her?" When Li Fu said this, his heart ached.

Xiao Jiu blinked, and then suddenly seemed to come alive, with a smile on his face and gestures.

"You mean you want to live in another place? In fact, this place is also very good, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it's quite lively. But if you want to live in another place, with the money in our hands, you can live a good life wherever you want. "Li Fu read in pieces, thinking about the beautiful days in the future.

"Since you want to leave, let's go after your injury is healed. You are really stubborn, let me show you the injury, but you refuse. How can you take medicine for your small arms and legs? ..."

Xiao Jiu blushed and pushed Li Fu's hand, who laughed and stopped talking.

The two just ate the oily chicken, chatting happily about the future.Later, Xiao Jiu was fed up and said that he wanted to go out for a walk.Li Fu was worried about the thousands of taels of bills at home, so he told him to be careful when he went out, and stayed in the house to count the money tirelessly.

Xiao Jiu went out, but in fact he didn't go very far, so he stopped, standing in the ice and snow, as if he didn't feel the cold.Passers-by, wrapped in thick cotton-padded clothes, hunched their necks, glanced at him like a lunatic, and hurried away.

He walked aimlessly, like a wandering spirit.My mind was empty, I didn't think about anything, I followed the steps under my feet, wandering around in Qingyun County.

Walking and walking, the footsteps stopped.

Xiao Jiu looked up and was suddenly frightened.

Why did he come outside the gate of Yuan Mansion?

"What's the matter?" The gatekeeper of the Yuan Mansion rolled up his collar and asked loudly. The mist scattered in the air, blurring his face.

Xiao Jiu quickly pulled up her hat, covered half of her face, and ran away without looking back.

"This man looks strangely familiar..." the doorman rubbed his hands, and murmured as he looked at the receding figure.

He ran all the way, mixed into the crowd, and followed them aimlessly. When he realized it, he realized that they all wanted to go up to the mountain to worship the Buddha.As for Qingyun County, there are only a few temples, and the nearest one is Yong'an Temple on that mountain.

The disaster half a month ago almost brought down Yong'an Temple.Fortunately, the incense used to be at its peak, and the county government supported it and sent troops to guard it. Gradually, some people began to return to the temple to offer incense.

The mountain road was very long. Xiaojiu had just recovered from a serious illness and was weak. She couldn't climb halfway and began to hold on to the wall for breath.

"Young man, you are not strong enough, you might as well be able to walk like an old woman like me!" Many of the people who worshiped Buddha were elderly people, and when they passed by Xiaojiu, they would occasionally make a few words of good-natured teasing.

Xiao Jiu smiled and waved at them, occasionally babbling a few words, and they would leave regretfully, their eyes full of pity.

He has long been used to it.

Although Xiao Jiu has been to this mountain many times for various reasons.But this is the first time for him to climb the mountain step by step so earnestly and without distraction.

The mountains are covered with snow, and everything is white, fluttering in the air, falling all over.

Xiao Jiu stretched out his hand and watched the thin snow melt away at his fingertips. His eyes passed through the snow, his eyes were erratic, as if he was missing something.

The mountain is not high.

Half an hour later, he was already standing at the entrance of the temple, but he did not enter the temple to offer incense, but went around the temple to the plum grove behind Yong'an Temple.

Most of the winter has passed, and the branches are full of red plums, just like that day, so beautiful.

Xiao Jiu lingered in the plum garden for a long time, until there were more people, then changed places and walked to the backyard of the temple.He just looked at it from a distance, and found that there were a few more officers and soldiers outside the temple, dressed in incompatible with this place, blocking those who wanted to approach outside.

"The backyard of the temple is where monks live, and pilgrims are not allowed to enter." The officers and soldiers took a step forward and stopped the two men who were probing their heads. They didn't relax and retreated to the eaves until they turned to leave.

One person stomped his feet and said angrily: "There are so many bandits in this small place, and the biggest boss has been taken away. Why do we need us to stay here?"

"Yeah, this snowy day really froze me to death."

"I don't know which high-ranking hero is able to sneak into a heavily guarded dungeon and kill people silently. I really want to see it."

"Don't dream, you know what kind of son that is. I heard that he has a lot of background, he is the prince. Neither he nor Mr. Li can find out. I think there is no hope of finding out."

Speaking of this, the two sighed in disappointment and rubbed their hands together, quite helplessly.

"Ouch! What are you kicking me for?"

"What are you talking about, who kicked you?"

Just as they were arguing, a figure leaped in quickly and jumped down from the wall, leaving only a shallow footprint of less than an inch on the snow.

Xiao Jiu shrank her neck, followed her memory, and pushed open a door.

The door was very dilapidated, with many cracks on the door, and it was still stained with mottled discolored bloodstains. It creaked in the cold wind,

Xiao Jiu gently opened the door, but was startled by the people sitting in the room, and immediately turned around and wanted to leave.

It never occurred to him that there were still people in such a place.

"The benefactor has something on his mind."

Xiao Jiu's steps froze.

"Since you're here, why don't you sit down and talk."

He should have walked, but he couldn't help walking back following the gentle and clear voice until he stood in front of the other party.

"Benefactor, please."

Unable to explain the reason, Xiao Jiugui accidentally sat down cross-legged, sitting in front of this man with ordinary features but a compassionate face.

"I forgot the name of the poor monk. I don't know how to call the female benefactor?"

Startled, Xiao Jiu stared vigilantly at the monk who claimed to have forgotten, and was about to get up from the ground.

"Female benefactors don't have to be nervous. Monks don't speak lies, and they don't speak falsely either."

Xiao Jiu looked at him for a long time, forgetting to accept his review with a calm and gentle expression. After a long time, his eyes finally moved away, forgetting to know that the other party had temporarily put down his guard.

"I forgot why Master is sitting alone in the abandoned house?" After not speaking for a long time, Xiao Jiu's voice was a little hoarse, but Qingyue, who belonged to a woman, could still be heard from it.

"Amitabha, I have seen blood in this house. Someone in the temple once said that there was a strange noise in the middle of the night, like a man crying and screaming. I came here to rescue the resentful soul, hoping to wash away its sins and save reincarnation." Forgot to look compassionate, Stirring the rosary with one hand and knocking on the wooden fish with the other, even when he was talking, he never stopped moving.

Xiao Jiu sneered: "That kind of wicked person who has committed a lot of crimes should go to the eighteenth level of hell after death, and he will never be reborn!"

Forgot to sigh, "The female benefactor's words are wrong, the dead are the greatest, since he is no longer alive, no matter how much resentment he has, he should go with him."

"He ruined my life with...! I hate him. Even if he dies, I hope he will be tortured and not escape! Master, we are not in the same way. If we don't talk to each other, let's say goodbye." Xiao Jiu Jumped up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, turned around and was about to leave.

Forgot not to move, the sound of knocking wooden fish knocking sounded in the house, there was a special kind of tranquility.

"The deceased is gone. The poor monk's words were originally for the sake of the benefactor. Why delay the person in front of him for the sake of the deceased?" Forgot to read the scriptures gently, and did not call Xiaojiu.But amidst his chanting, Xiao Jiu's pace became slower and slower, and finally stopped at the dilapidated wooden door.

The outstretched hand did not push the door open, he, or she, hesitated.

"What does Master mean?"

"Forget it. Only by forgetting the past can you re-understand this life. If the benefactor hadn't trapped herself in the past, why would she return to her hometown today. If you paint the ground like a prison, you will eventually miss better scenery."

Forget, forget, easier said than done.

The Ksitigarbha Sutra has been recited to the end, and Xiao Jiu has already opened the door before he forgets to speak.

The wind and snow outside the house were in full swing, when the door was opened, the gust of wind carried icy snowflakes on the face, and there was a sudden chill in the heart.

But it's okay, more sober.

When Xiao Jiu left, she closed the door smoothly.

She thought, this matter is over, maybe there is no more excuse.

She had something on her mind, completely disregarding the strong snow and wind at this time, and walked blankly on the almost deserted road.

Occasionally someone saw her and advised her to avoid the snow and wait for the wind to stop before going down the mountain.

But she didn't respond, and just went down the mountain by herself.

The road is slippery in snowy days, and the bluestone steps are covered with ice, which makes people feel flustered.

Xiao Jiu lost her mind as she walked, and finally when she came to the foot of the mountain, her feet slipped and she rolled down a dozen or so steps in a row, losing consciousness in a trance.

In this damn weather, there is no time to hide, and no one is still walking on the road.I don't know how long it took, and finally when the wind and snow subsided, people came down from the mountain one after another.

While walking, someone suddenly kicked something.After a while, he finally stabilized his body.She bowed her head cursingly, screaming in fright.

"I fell to death—"