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Chapter 237 See you again, the past is gone
When Meng Fuling and others rushed outside the capital, there were still a few days before the succession ceremony of the abbot of Jingguo Temple.

They did not go into the city, but settled in a mansion outside the city, which was Qi Xuan's property.

During the period, Little Apple clamored to go to the city to play, but Meng Fuling naturally refused to allow it. Who in the capital didn't know her and Qi Xuan?In the case of many ears and eyes, it will definitely reach the emperor's ears.

The emperor's health has deteriorated day by day over the years, but he has been refusing to abdicate for a long time. He often sends letters to Xiao Donggua to return to Beijing. He also wants to pass the throne to Xiao Donggua.

But Xiaodonggua has no interest in the throne, let alone set foot in the capital again.

No matter how little Apple begged, Meng Fuling refused to allow her to enter the city, and took her very seriously.

Fortunately, time passed extremely quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day of the succession ceremony.

On this day, Meng Fuling and the others were all dressed in simple and elegant clothes. Except for Little Apple, who was born for the first time, everyone else wore veiled hats to cover their faces.

As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw a crowd of faithful men and women, all consciously queuing up the mountain on foot.

Meng Fuling and the others were no exception. They left the carriage in a temporary carriage shed at the foot of the mountain, brought a few guards, and went up the mountain behind the team.

"Mother, there are so many people and it's so lively!" Little Apple had never seen so many people at once, and was very excited, looking around from time to time.

"Good boy! Don't speak too loudly." Seeing that Little Apple was attracting everyone's attention, Meng Fuling hurriedly covered her mouth.

Little Apple let out a muffled sound and nodded again and again, before Meng Fuling let go of her.

When they reached the top of the mountain, they all stood on the steps below the temple, saying they were here to watch the succession ceremony of the abbot, but in fact the ceremony was held in the main hall of the temple.

Devoted men and women who came from all over the place just came to listen to the Sanskrit sound given by the new abbot. It is said that after listening to it, they can wash away their sins and purify their body and mind.

Meng Fuling only knew about this before she went up the mountain. Standing in the crowd now, she felt very depressed, wondering whether Wangchen might be that person.

"Fu Ling, don't think too much, even if it is him, this choice is not bad." Qi Xuan handed the little apple to the guards, and hugged Meng Fu Ling himself.

"It's really good if he really forgets the mundane things." Meng Fuling suppressed her disturbed mood and looked calm.

After she finished speaking, she kept silent and looked at the steps quietly like everyone else. There were already monks standing on both sides of the steps.

Suddenly, a never-before-heard sound of a clear and secluded spring, like broken jade flowing, spread around the Buddhist courtyard of this ancient temple, as if it penetrated directly into people's hearts.

Without exerting any force, it seemed to hit the ground with a sound, without leaving a trace, but it seemed to penetrate three points, infecting every plant and tree in the Buddhist temple and everyone present.

Immediately afterwards, Buddha's voice rang out, and a tall and straight figure in cassock came into Meng Fuling's vision.

Wang Chen is really Luo Yunhao, so far away, Meng Fuling can also feel his black eyes, as deep as a lake with no end in sight, and so quiet that there is no ups and downs.

At this moment, even though he is dressed in cassock, even if there is no black hair on the top, he is still an existence that people cannot take their eyes off.

Luo Yunhao stood at the highest point of the steps, bathed in the bright sunlight, the surrounding green hills and dark colors, and the monks standing respectfully on both sides of him, against him, was shrouded in a hazy mist Only he is still so clear in Meng Fuling's eyes.

Although Luo Yunhao in Meng Fuling's memory was handsome, generous, and straightforward, before he was controlled by Nangong Jue, he was smiling all day long, as if he was so optimistic that he didn't worry about anything.

When we meet again today after many years, he exudes a quiet and elegant temperament that cannot be profane, his eyes are clear, and his eyes are so quiet that no emotion can be seen.

This kind of Luo Yunhao was undoubtedly unfamiliar to Meng Fuling, and the strangeness made her feel depressed and feel even more guilty.

If it weren't for her, Luo Yunhao would still be able to live his life freely, let alone abandon everything in the world and step into Buddhism.

Meng Fuling always felt that these were not what Luo Yunhao wanted, and the unfettered arena was the destination he longed for.

Just when Meng Fuling's thoughts were in confusion, Luo Yunhao raised his eyes to look in the crowd. Standing on a high place, he saw Meng Fuling at a glance, but his eyes were calm and motionless, and then hurriedly moved away.

"Fuling!" Seeing Meng Fuling's expression, Qi Xuan was in a trance and worried.

"I'm fine!" Meng Fuling recovered, only to find that Luo Yunhao was no longer on the steps.

It turned out that when she lost her mind, a long time had passed.

"Mother, what were you thinking just now? We called you so many times, but you didn't answer." Little Apple didn't understand why, her little face was full of confusion.

Meng Fuling shook her head, not in the mood to speak, it was rare for Little Apple not to keep pestering her with questions, turned her head, and asked Qi Xuan: "Daddy, is it because the young monk is good-looking that mother is fascinated?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qi Xuan said in a deep voice.

Qi Xuan seldom trained Little Apple, so Little Apple flattened her mouth aggrievedly, and opened her hands to Little Winter Melon for hugs and comfort.

But even though Xiaodonggua hugged Little Apple, she disagreed and said, "Sister, you are still young, and there are many things you don't understand and cannot understand, so don't talk nonsense."

"I'm only four years old!" Little Apple was even more aggrieved.

Both Qi Xuan and Xiao Donggua choked on Xiao Apple's words, yes!She is only four years old, what is the real comparison with her?

Meng Fuling, who was silent for a long time, suddenly said: "I want to see him!"

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Meng Fuling took off her veiled hat, and walked slowly to the bamboo forest behind the temple alone.

In the greenery, Luo Yunhao stood in the bamboo grove, the wind blowing gently, the bamboo leaves swaying slightly, he was wearing cassock fluttering leisurely, staring at Meng Fuling, his handsome face was calm and unwavering.

"Luo Yun!" Meng Fuling knew she shouldn't, but couldn't help but turn red.

It has been four years, and the scene of Luo Yunhao hugging Nangong Jue in order to give him a chance to escape is as vivid as yesterday.

Later, when she learned that he was taken away by Master Kong Yuan, she had searched for him many times to make sure he was safe, otherwise, she felt uneasy.

However, Master Kongyuan's whereabouts are unpredictable, and it is difficult to find him. Even Yi Qianzhong relied on Master Kongyuan's initiative to contact him, but he didn't know where Master Kongyuan was.

Master Kong Yuan never mentioned the matter of Luo Yunhao to Yi Qianzhong, as if there is no such person as Luo Yunhao in this world.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yunhao would become Master Kong Yuan's closed disciple and escape into Buddhism from then on.

Forget the dust, forget the dust, forget everything in the world from now on?Meng Fuling walked towards him and kept looking at him, trying to find any emotion other than calm from his face, but there was none.

"Almsgiver, the poor monk Wangchen has entered the Buddhist gate and has forgotten his layman's name." Luo Yunhao recited a Buddha's name, and took a step back.

Meng Fuling was stunned, and suddenly didn't know what to say, asking him if he was doing well, it was nonsense.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, Luo Yunhao glanced at her, "The benefactor wants to see the poor monk, but he has some doubts and needs to be pulled out by the poor monk?"

"Yes, I am puzzled." Meng Fuling forced a smile and nodded.

"Sponsor, please tell me!" Luo Yunhao asked without doubting it.

"Is your body getting better?" It is a fact that Luo Yunhao has escaped into Buddhism, and Meng Fuling is now concerned about his body.

You know, at that time Luo Yunhao was a centipede who had his heart gouged out, and the situation was very dangerous.Generally speaking, there is no possibility of survival, but he did not die, I don't know if there are any sequelae left.

"I'm well, the benefactor is very concerned!" Luo Yunhao's clasped palms moved slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

Luo Yunhao politely called her a benefactor, with a slight alienation in his tone, which made Meng Fuling very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Today's Luo Yunhao has indeed changed, is it because of his different identities?still?Anyway, Meng Fuling felt very strange, as if he didn't know her.

When this idea just came up, Meng Fuling couldn't help asking: "You don't remember me?"

Sure enough, Luo Yunhao shook his head, "I don't remember, but I heard Master once said that the poor monk was trapped by love before he became a monk, because a woman surnamed Meng almost went back to the west."

Meng Fuling's face was gray and pale, and she couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in at this moment.

She moved her lips and asked again: "Because my surname is Meng, are you willing to see me?"

Before Meng Fuling posted a post to meet Luo Yunhao, he heard from the monks in the temple that it was not easy to meet Luo Yunhao.

So when the monk told him that he agreed to see her, the monk was also surprised.

Now it seems that Luo Yunhao agreed to meet her only after seeing her name written on the sticker.

Thinking about it, Luo Yunhao admitted that it was another matter, he nodded and said, "Exactly!"

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Meng Fuling didn't know how she got out of the temple gate, and Luo Yunhao's words kept echoing in her ears, "The worldly affairs have nothing to do with the poor monk, don't be bound by the past, is it a relief!"

Qi Xuan had been waiting outside for Meng Fuling, and now seeing her come out, he looked a little dazed, and called her, "Fuling!"

"Hulu, Luo Yunhao's memory has been erased. If a person has no memory and the past is blank, how terrible is that?" Meng Fuling held Qi Xuan's hand tightly.

It turned out that it was because of this problem, Qi Xuan sighed secretly, and asked back: "Fu Ling, let me ask you, if the memory of the past is painful, what's the use of remembering?"

Meng Fuling was shocked. Luo Yunhao loved her in the past, and she only regarded him as a friend, and he suffered a lot of pain because of the centipede heart-wrenching gu.What is the use of such a memory?

Looking at him now, although he has become a monk, his mood is calm, what's wrong?

At first she thought it was not his intention to become a monk, but when she thought about it carefully, wouldn't this be a new life for him?
After figuring it out, Meng Fuling's mood suddenly brightened. No wonder Luo Yunhao wanted her not to be bound by the past, and wanted her to let go of the burden of guilt.

Meng Fuling breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled suddenly, "Hulu, I was temporarily confused."

Qi Xuan looked at her tenderly, wrapped her arms around her slender waist with one hand, and held Little Apple in the other.

Meng Fuling led the little wax gourd, and the family walked down the mountain. The sun shone on them, making their figures extremely long, forming a beautiful picture scroll.

But they didn't know that Luo Yunhao appeared on the steps not far away, following them closely with his deep eyes.

Finally, when it moved to Meng Fuling, there was indelible nostalgia and relief in his eyes.

It's time for him to let it go, and he only wishes her a lifetime of worry-free and well-being in everything!

(End of this chapter)