Omniscient and Almighty

   Chapter 1082 Surprise followed by daze

   Ye Xiaoye's recitation is naturally smooth, without any stutters, and any other child's recitation cannot be better than his, at most it is just as smooth.

but……

   "No!"

  Guangqing looked at Ye Xiaoye with hesitation in her heart, but until Ye Xiaoye finished her back and sat down, she still didn't see anything wrong.

   randomly called another child to come up and carry it.

   And the child was carrying it on his back, but Guangqing suddenly understood, she found out where the problem was!

Rhythm!

   Ye Xiaoye's recitation was smooth, but it was no different from the fluency of other children.

However, when he recited in his residence yesterday and the night before, this was not the case. If you think about it carefully, his recitation was not as smooth as before. At that time, between words, and between sentences In between, there are some pauses of varying lengths.

   Or, shouldn't it be expressed with a pause?

  Guangqing thought about it for a long time, but didn't know how to describe it.

   She could not wait to call Ye Xiaoye up again and have him memorize it again, and emphasized, "Like the way you memorized it in the dormitory at night."

   But in the end it didn't.

   This morning’s teaching and this afternoon’s teaching were as usual, and passed in a calm manner, but after school, there were many young children whispering, and the big sister became more beautiful!

   Time quickly came to evening.

  Guangqing routine rounds.

   Her behavior was "routine rounds", but her mind, Guang Qing naturally knew, was not so "routine".

Although she was still walking from end to end on the stone pavement, and still listening to the voices from the different houses, there were conversations, laughter, and recitations, but her greatest attention was Always on those few voices.

   When she walked slowly back and forth for a half, the voice finally came!

   Feng Haoran's voice.

   It was already the third day, and Feng Haoran's recitation was much better than on the first day, and he didn't even look like a person.

   "Isn't this kid stupid!"

   Guangqing thought to himself.

  Feng Haoran was followed by Zong Ping, and after Zong Ping was Qinghu.

  The blue arc is finished.

  One breath, two breaths, three breaths…Ten breaths…Twenty breaths…

After waiting for almost twenty breaths, Guang Qing didn't hear the voice she wanted to hear the most, and at this time, she heard Qing Hu's little furry boy say with surprise: "Hey, third brother, Don't you carry it today?"

   "Yeah, third, it's your turn, haven't you fallen asleep?" Zong Ping's voice.

   "I was called up by Senior Sister today, and I have already recited it again." Guang Qing heard Ye Xiaoye say this, "I will not recite it tonight, but I will recite it tomorrow night!"

   Hearing this, Guang Qing was speechless.

   At this moment, her mood and feelings are only #%&*! &*&*! %*&+! #＊… to describe.

   "No, it's your back, third brother, I want to hear your back!" If I heard correctly, is that little hairy kid Qinghu acting like a spoiled child?

   "Yeah, third child, what's wrong with memorizing it again?" Zong Ping was also persuading.

   "Ye Ye, look, hehe, the opinions of the second and fourth are my opinions!" Feng Haoran said in the same way.

At this moment, Guangqing's goodwill towards these three children was soaring, she even wanted to go into battle, and added, "Recite, it's hard to recite it twice a day to dry your saliva. already?"

   "Why do you want me to carry it?" Immediately afterwards, Guang Qing heard Ye Xiaoye ask.

   "Bullshit, the four of us are one! We all recite it, why don't you recite it!" Feng Haoran said.

   "That's it." Zong Ping said.

   Qing Arc did not speak.

   "I'll give you another chance to tell the truth." Ye Xiaoye said, "If you don't satisfy me, I won't say it tonight, and I won't say it again in the future."

   "Don't, bro!" Guangqing heard a screeching sound, wondering if it was Zong Ping who got up from the bed.

"Hey, Ye Zi, isn't this your best memorization!" Feng Haoran said, "I don't know what's going on, after listening to you memorize it, I think I'm familiar with the Qingjing Sutra, you see I still memorized it yesterday. Unfamiliar, stammering, I can recite it so well today! Ye Zi, really, don't lie to you, I'm stupid, not so smart!"

   "Me too!" Zong Ping followed nervously, "Old third, after hearing you memorize it, I seem to be able to understand a lot of things in it, but I didn't understand it at all!"

   "What about you, fourth child, you're the best at speaking. Let's hear something nice?" Ye Xiaoye said.

"Third brother, you are laughing at me again!" The little boy in Qinghu squeezed, "Third brother, I don't know what to do, I fell asleep when I heard you carrying your back, but I can still hear your voice, second When I wake up, I feel very good!"

"Okay, if you are well-behaved, then I will recite it again!" In the quiet night, Guangqing heard Ye Xiaoye say this, "You don't know, in our village, I would often endorse it to Dashu, and I would recite it. If you carry it on your back, the trees will fall asleep."

   "Third brother, you are talking nonsense again!" Qing Au laughed and shouted, "How could Dashu fall asleep!"

"You're only a few years old, what do you know?" Ye Xiaoye said, "Often when I start to carry the back, the leaves of the big tree are still clattering, and when I finish the back, the leaves of the big tree won't move. , aren't you asleep?"

   "Is that the wind stopped?" Feng Haoran said speechlessly.

   "Do you still want to listen to me?" Ye Xiaoye said.

   "Think!" Feng Haoran's voice.

   "Think!" Zong Ping's voice.

   "Think! Third brother, I was wrong, you are right!" Qing Hu's voice.

   Even with a different mind, at this moment, Guang Qing couldn't help but smile on the corner of his mouth.

   And at the next moment, Ye Xiaoye's recitation sounded.

  Peaceful, slow, seems to have no features or strangeness, but just in the sound of this peaceful recitation, Guangqing's mind was unknowingly drawn again and entered the world of Qingjing Sutra.

   That world is small, big, quiet, but it seems...

   There seems to be a slight wind blowing in the quiet night, blowing over the back mountain, blowing over the woods, blowing over the lake.

   On the lake, a little ripple spread.

  In the woods, the leaves of the big trees made a soft rattling sound.

Time flows slowly in Ye Xiaoye's recitation. Listening and listening, Guangqing can't tell whether it is her mind that radiates to the entire Lingxiao Courtyard or the mountains, water, and trees in the Lingxiao Courtyard. , entered her mind.

  Reality seems to have become unreal.

   This illusory yet so real.

   And all of this belongs to a world called "purity". In this world, her physical and mental feelings are quiet yet soaring, agitated yet distant.

  I don’t know when, the recitation stopped.

   And the rustling sound of leaves in her mind seemed to have stopped, and the whole world entered a deep state.

  Guangqing walked slowly, walking on the road between several lakes, on the road connecting the lake and the mountain, and then, like yesterday, came to the top of the hill again.

   This time, she did not enter the pavilion, but stood quietly on the top of the hill with her hands down, in the extremely slight evening wind, and in the boundless quiet night, she stood all night.

   That night, Guangqing felt like he had become a tree.

The    and the wind blowing, the blood in the body seems to flow with it, and then it makes a sound like the slap of leaves.

  I don't know how long, the wind gradually stopped, the sound became quiet, and Guangqing felt like he had become a lake.

  The stars and moonlight in the sky, like drizzle, sprinkled densely and fell into the lake, and the same dense ripples on the lake surface kept rising and dispersing one by one...

   Morning, wake up.

   Carefully felt the situation of his body, and there was an inexplicable complexity in the joy of Guangqing.

   Assuming no accident, one or two more nights like this, she should be promoted.

   In her expectation, and in the same view of Master, her next promotion should come in about ten years.

  Master and a few of them made a ten-year appointment. What Guang Qing thought at the time was that she would practice hard in the next ten years. When we meet again, I will give Master a big surprise.

   It's only been three months.

   And really, in a way, it's only been three days!

   (end of this chapter)