messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 32 The cherry-colored mountain swaying in the wind
The small village where Qingxin Temple is located is called Shanju Village. There is a cherry blossom mountain near Shanju Village. Every year when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, the whole mountain will be pink. Under the blue sky, it is a well-known beauty.

At the beginning, she didn't know what kind of cherry blossom the old monk was talking about, until one morning, when she got up to sweep the floor, she found some petals that she had never seen before, so she raised her head suspiciously and looked into the distance.

It was really a beautiful scene, with petals flying in the sky, like a rain made of petals.The pink flowers and leaves floating in the wind spread out, flying into Shanju Village, into Qingxin Temple, and into the courtyards of every household.It landed on Chu's shoulders and flew to the distant mountains and sky.

Among the flying petals, I saw a mountain for the first time. It was a whole cherry-colored mountain, and the mountain was full of cherry-colored flowers and trees.

The flower trees swayed with the wind, as if the whole mountain was swaying with the wind, turning out layers of waves, making countless petals blow up with the wind.

In the first day of junior high school, she was stunned. She had never seen such a beautiful scenery, or she had never seen any beautiful scenery.

In her eyes, most of the world is black and red, but this cherry-colored valley is so beautiful at this time, so beautiful that she can't help thinking that the world has such a beautiful side.

How strange, she thought the world should be full of evil.

That morning, Chu stood for a long time in the cherry-colored rain.

When the old monk got up, he saw Chu, and seeing her standing there in a daze, he smiled, but instead of waking her up, he made a cup of tea himself and sat down.

A cherry blossom petal fell from the sky, landed in his teacup, and fell into the tea water, causing ripples.

Yingzi was the last to get up. She practiced sword until very late every day, exhausting every bit of her strength, so in the morning, she always went to bed later.

She opened the door and saw the cherry blossom mountain in full bloom outside, and the cherry blossoms all over the mountain were reflected in her light black pupils.

Yingzi was dumbfounded at first, then lowered her eyes, pursed her mouth, and closed the door again.

She also had a cherry blossom tree originally, but it was burned down.

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At noon, the old monk walked out of the Buddhist hall with a basket on his back and a walking stick.

Chu and Yingzi are practicing swords, Chu doesn't know why, Yingzi always seems to be absent-minded today.

"If you think about it, why not go into the mountains with me and take it as a rest day."

The old monk sat under the eaves and adjusted his back basket, and said to Chuhe Yingzi with a smile.

"I'm going to pick some cherry blossoms and leaves, and then I can make some cherry cakes."

She hadn't eaten this kind of food called Sakura Cake before, but she didn't mind taking a day off, because Sakurako didn't look suitable for sword practice today.

"Sakura, are you going?" Chu asked.

Yingzi stopped what she was doing, took a breath, looked at Chu, and said dully.

"You go, I don't want to go."

After speaking, he put the wooden stick in a corner and went back to his room.

Chu looked at Yingzi's leaving back incomprehensibly, and looked at the wooden stick in his hand. Could it be that he was too tired?

On the side, the old monk also watched Yingzi leave.

He saw Yingzi's suppressed emotions, and sighed: "Miss Yingzi has a deep knot in her heart."

He didn't know why such a little girl had such deep depression in her heart, but when she knew it, she knew it, and he never asked more questions.

Knot?

What is the knot in my heart? At first thought, I wanted to understand these things by myself.

She hopes to do something for Yingzi, as an apostle, this is her duty.

Suddenly she saw the petals on the ground, as if thinking of something, she turned her head and looked at the blooming cherry blossom mountain.

If she remembered correctly, there seemed to be a tree like this in front of Yingzi's house. Although the tree hadn't bloomed at that time, she could still tell it from the shape of the branches.

Is it because of that tree?
"That." Facing Sakura Mountain, Chu said out loud.

"Huh?" The old monk raised his head.

"Can I plant a tree in this yard?" Chu raised his hand, just catching a falling petal.

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Yingzi sat in her room, the room was very dark, only a little light came in through the screen window, illuminating a corner of the room.

She didn't know what she was thinking, and her heart was in a mess.She thought of her father sitting under the cherry tree smoking a pipe, her mother scolding her father for being lazy, and the cherry tree in front of the house in full bloom.

Then, she seemed to see the fire again in front of her eyes. Her father and mother fell silently into the fire, the blood on the ground flowed, and the swordsman with the bamboo hat dropped the straw in his mouth and put away the knife.

The fire spread to the house and spread to the cherry trees.

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"Bang bang bang."

There was a knock on the door of the room, and Yingzi woke up with a start, only then did she realize that she was already covered in cold sweat.

It was dark outside, and it turned out that the day had passed.

"Miss Yingzi, it's late, I made some snacks, do you want to eat?"

The gentle voice of the old monk came from outside the door.

After not eating for a day, Yingzi was indeed a little hungry.

She let out a sigh of relief, stood up, walked to the door, and opened the door of the room.

Sakura froze when the door was opened.

Not because of the old monk standing by the door, but because of the scene in the courtyard.

There was a cherry blossom tree in the yard, with pink and white petals falling on the ground. The cherry blossoms on the tree were in full bloom, and the flower branches swayed gently.

Under the tree, Chuzheng used a handful of soil to bury the roots of the flower tree. Her hands and face were covered with mud, and she didn't notice Yingzi who walked out of the room.

"Miss Chu found this tree from the mountain today, and she said you might like it."

The old monk stood beside Yingzi, seeing Yingzi staring blankly at the yard, he said with a smile.

As he said that, he also looked at Chu in the yard, but his expression was a little ashamed.

Although he agreed to this, he was still terrified when he saw Chu walking down the mountain with a tree in one hand.

It is also because of this that everyone in this village today knows Chu.

It is still rumored in the streets that a female monk with infinite strength has come to Qingxin Temple.

Maybe it was because she noticed the gazes of the two, when she turned around for the first time, she saw Yingzi and wiped the mud off her face, making her look a little funny.

Yingzi's eyes were slightly red, and she burst out laughing.

This is the first time I saw this girl smile, she has a very clean smile.

The old monk stood aside, recited a Buddhist saying in comfort, and slowly handed the lunch box in front of Yingzi.

"Want to eat sakura cake?"

On the lunch box, the cherry-colored pastry is wrapped with turquoise leaves. This delicate pastry can easily arouse people's appetite.

Sakurako picked one up and took a bite.The light sweetness spread in her mouth, with the aroma of cherry blossoms.

"It's delicious." Yingzi smiled, lowered her head and said.

Beside the blooming cherry tree, the girl felt something she had lost, and seemed to have returned a little bit.The heart that had nothing was once again touched by a special thing.

　Some readers mentioned that the ending of the first volume was too fast, which did not give people a good feeling, and some readers said that it lacked details and read like prose.Well, I'm sorry, maybe I was too eager to explain the background and theme of the story clearly, so I didn't grasp the rhythm.Here is an apology to everyone. I will adjust my status and rhythm as soon as possible, and try to tell you a better story in the second volume. Thank you.

　　
　
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