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Facing the empty paper, she refused to write ink, and laughed secretly that she did not know when she started to be proud of these coincidences, as if she also believed in the destiny of gods and ghosts.

It was more than half of the night, and she hadn't seen her rest yet, so Xue Min stepped forward and gave a few words of reminders.Xue Ling dipped the pen into the inkstone with a smile, and said, "Okay, okay, okay."

Xue Min silently wanted to retreat, but she said, "Wait, wait, don't go."

Xue Ming only pretended that she had something to say, and moved closer.However, Xue Ling wrote the word "Li" on the paper gracefully with a pen, and said with a smile: "We won't be staying for long, and we will deal with the things we have to do one by one, and go back when we are done."

Xue Min said softly, "Yes."

The rest is her chattering, the candles on the table are shining brightly, half of the ice basin under her feet has melted, leaving only fist-sized pieces floating in the cold water.

Xue Ling swayed and swayed, and finally wrote that it wasn't a nightmare for many years. She said: "Let's go to burn incense for Uncle Li first, and see which day is suitable for moving the grave. This is the most important thing. I don't know the rules. If you find a good Fengshui master, at least it will be better than Si Tianjian's stupid dog.

It's also important to go to Li Jingsi's place, since we've lost our things, he's the only one left to keep us alive.Let me follow him."

She paused, but continued: "Based on the past between me and him, I wouldn't have to go to the palace again, and then go to Su Yan's place.

The other side of the Jiang Mansion has to go, and what's more." She pointed to the direction of the next door with the tip of a pen: "Since she refuses to go with us, let's find a better way and arrange it properly.

In addition, when things are done, go to Ming County first. "

Xue Ming said, "What are you doing there?"

Xue Lingdun wrote the pen, dried the ink on it, and hung it on the shelf before answering: "I didn't go there, but to the nearby place. When I fell into the water and was washed there, it is estimated that the place where I fell into the water is not far away.

I have nothing else to do, I want to go back and have a look. She hesitated for a moment, but still told the whole story: "I had no choice but to kill someone there, and wanted to see if his body was there, and bring him back to Pingcheng as well." "

After finishing speaking, he stood up, smiled and wanted to go to the back room.Xue Min didn't answer, but nodded heavily.He seldom heard her mention the events back then, and he never mentioned when she killed a person who wanted to collect the bones specially.

The hostility in Xue Ling's heart eased, and he took off his outer shirt and lay on the bed when he entered the dormitory.She seldom thought of Ding Yi, and thinking about it, there were quite a few people following her along the way, so maybe this was the only one she picked up.

If you want to go back, you can still pick up what you can, and when you pick it up, you will be buried with Uncle Lu, both outside Pingcheng.

After a few breaths, she fell asleep.The next day was fine, and after breakfast, someone came to report the affairs of the court as usual, but said that "the court only discussed offering sacrifices to heaven, and nothing else."

Xue Ling didn't care about these things at all, so he smiled and said "I see" whatever he said.The man babbled a few more words, and she knew that after two months away from Beijing, Wei Lang hadn't held court affairs for a month and a half.

There are endless wars in the southeast, and each in the northwest claims rebellion. There is really nothing to discuss, and the people who come back are dismissed.Xue Ming stepped forward and said, "I have all the incense, candles and money, and the carriage in the garden is free, so I can go anytime."

Xue Ling looked at the sky and shouted "Let's go" with great interest.After getting up, he said again: "I want to go to the Buddhist temple on the way. You and I should wear plain clothes."

Xue Ming nodded, seeing that today she was originally the clothes picked up by the servant girl below, the emerald green dress and crimson skirt, and the big water lotus flowers burning on her body, shining brightly.

Xue Ling changed into a gray plain robe, put his hair up in a bun like a man, and went out of Heyuan with a basket of ghost objects. When he got into the carriage, he suddenly remembered that when he left Beijing, the coachman Zhang Erzhuang died on the side of the road. Li Pingbai lacked a horseman, but no one asked about it when he came back.

She raised the curtain, and through the gap, she saw that the person driving the horse today was an old man with a gray beard.Good old man, after living a long time, you should know what it means not to kill yourself.

The Yinfo Temple is still the same as yesterday, the main entrance cannot be walked through, and when the carriages and horses reach the back side gate, they have to walk up the steps, and then pass through the jungle to the wilderness of the back mountain.

Two months have passed, and the grass stems are messy. In summer, some unknown yellow and white wild flowers are blowing, obliquely blocking the road.

Xue Min stopped Xue Ling, and walked ahead by himself, opening the branches and leaves to both sides as he walked.Xue Ling said with a smile: "I see that the incense burns have not been cut off on other graves every month. Where did those people come from? They can't fly in the sky."

Xue Ming said casually, "Mostly, they are servants who come and go, and leave after burning. It's fine to step on it if it's deep or shallow. The grass grows fast, and it's normal to block the road."

Xue Ling followed behind and raised the basket, muttering softly: "I didn't say it was abnormal."

After finally walking to Lao Litou’s grave, the land at the grave was fairly clean, and I thought there would be fires every now and then.

Xue Ling put down his things, straightened his clothes, knelt on the ground solemnly, found a fire pocket in the basket, lit it with a joss stick, and placed both hands in front of the stele.

Green smoke curled up, she kowtowed, and said with a smile: "We really have to go back." Then she went to get the yellow paper to ignite, and shouted: "I'm sorry, I used to always think that you are 80 years old, Death is joy and sorrow.

That...that doesn't count, it has to be the end of life anyway, right? "

After taking all the silk from the basket, she kowtowed to the pile of bears again, and said, "I'll forget it from now on, you go back with me, I'll pick up Uncle Ding, he will go back with you and me."

Forget it, old Li in Cunshan Hall shouted "forget it", but she refused to forget it.

I still refuse to forget today, what to say later.

Xue Min turned his face to the side. After so many times, he only saw Xue Ling feeling sad from time to time, but he didn't see her kneeling before. He didn't know what to do.

As the fire gradually subsided, Xue Ling stood up as usual, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go, how did the fortune teller do?"

Xue Ming sideways avoided, let her walk in front, saying that "Zhou Sui is working on this matter, there should be news when we go back".

Xue Ling picked up the basket, dangled it empty-handed for a few times, and said, "Oh, I forgot, I'm going to worship Buddha, and we're going to prepare two fruits, so how can we go empty-handed."

Xue Min frowned, but he didn't expect that she really had the heart to worship Bodhisattvas, and was in a dilemma for a while, thinking where else to find some.Xue Ling said casually again: "Forget it, forget it, you won't be blamed if you measure it." After saying that, he stuffed the basket with Xue Ming and walked ahead.

His words were sudden and clear, and he didn't take Bodhisattva to heart.

Chaos has been going on for a long time, although the central capital is peaceful, martial law is in place everywhere, and the Yinfo Temple is rarely accessible to people, and because of the worship of the heavens at the beginning of the year, it was implicated in the case of the Huang family, and the incense has declined even more.That is to say, it has stood upright in wind and rain for many years, otherwise the roof might have been torn off by Wei Lang.

Xue Ling had spent several times in the past six months only wandering around the back mountain wasteland, now he stepped into the front yard, saw the monks chanting sutras and the master ringing the bell disappeared, and wondered: "Why is there grass growing here. "

Xue Ming said softly, "Maybe it's because there are fewer people coming."

Xue Ling figured out the reason for a moment, but laughed loudly and said, "That's great, it's an eyesore."

She is also familiar with this place, so she went straight to Manjusri Hall.The hidden Buddha is a big temple, and the four Bodhisattvas each have their own residences. They are lined up with the Vajra Heavenly King. The Buddha is in it, and they are also called the Mahavira Hall.

Xue Min followed all the way to the door and saw her stomping her feet, seeming to hesitate for a moment before entering the room.It is also deserted here, no believers come to worship, only a young monk sits in the far corner with his eyes closed and knocks on the wooden fish.

Xue Ling walked to the futon, still didn't see him open his eyes, and simply pretended that the bald man didn't exist.She saw Manjusri riding a green lion on the seat, with a purple-gold body, shaped like a boy, crowned with five buns, holding a lotus in his left hand and a sword in his right.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the one Qi Qingfei was holding.

They are obviously dead bones, dead grass, rotten wood and mud. How come the same mold is made everywhere in the world?

Xue Ling shook her sleeves, and put her hands together in front of her chest. Xue Min only thought that she was going to pray to Buddha, but saw Xue Ling slowly parting, palming Manjusri, as if pushing open an invisible window.

She pushed all the old grudges in front of the Bodhisattva, the grievances on the right are unsatisfactory, and the scars on the left are difficult to heal, and said: "You see, see clearly, I am only one short.

Let me see, what can your sword cut off? "(end of this chapter)