"Master?" The Buddhist practitioner, who was the host, asked in a low voice, as if wondering why his master stood outside the gate of the courtyard and did not walk into the courtyard to congratulate the girl Luo on her breakthrough in the Danjie period.

This is obviously the reason why they came here.

The Qingyun Temple host took two steps back until his figure completely disappeared.

He opened his eyes and looked at the blue sky that was clear after the rain, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"... Since the Buddha has pity for the world and has brought the light of a Buddhist sect to the Buddhist sect, why should he let him overcome the most difficult love disaster?"

"Is this lucky or unfortunate?"

The host muttered to himself, and his voice was so soft that even the eldest disciples around him could not hear it clearly.

After the eldest disciple shouted again, the host came to his senses. He shook his head: "Who can tell the karma and effect?" He turned to look at his eldest disciple and said calmly, "Wujing, let's go back."

Liaowu suddenly raised his eyes and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

The shadow formed by the bamboo forest is elongated, and the wind moves, so the shadows also swing randomly. There is no abnormality.

Zhiju took a step back, widened the distance between the two, and asked Hengyu: "It's still early, do you want to accompany you down the mountain?"

"Then I'll take a shower first," said Heng Yu.

After taking a shower, Heng Yu changed into a long red dress and turned her cuffs into black bamboo patterns, which added a bit of competence to her charm.

She held a plain oil-paper umbrella and walked down the mountain with Dawu.

When he arrived at the temple gate, the kind-hearted and handsome Qingyun Temple host nodded gently to them, and he sighed only after seeing their backs gradually disappearing from his sight.

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The second floor of the restaurant.

Heng Yu and Baiwu sat by the window, and there were four dishes on the table, two vegetarian and two meat dishes.

She had eaten almost the same food, holding her cheek and listening to the people below sing the Huangmei Opera.

After listening to it for half, Heng Yu suddenly remembered a very familiar Huangmei opera "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai".

Her body leaned back, leaning against the pillar lazily, looking at the realization of drinking tea, and telling the story of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai".

"Yingtai is not a daughter, why are there ring marks on her body?"

"There are reasons for the earring marks. Why should Brother Liang be suspicious? There are many temple fairs in the village. I will play Guanyin every year. Brother Liang must concentrate on his work. You don't want to think about your hairpin skirt in the future."

"I will never dare to watch Guanyin from now on."

Speaking of this, Heng Yu bent his fingers and asked with a smile: "Do you know why Liang Shanbo dare not watch Guanyin again?"

After reliving, he pondered for a moment: "Probably... he has a conscience."

If you look at Guanyin, Liang Shanbo is not focused on his work.

The future is not yet determined, he is already moved.

After a slight pause, I realized that I guessed the reason why she asked this.

He is now somewhat similar to the story in this Huangmei Opera. Buddhism and Taoism are his undecided future, and he is already moved.

He looked up at her, his eyes as clear as the mountain stream in early spring - as a mortal, the protagonist in this Huangmei Opera could actually easily find the method of both.

Heng Yu didn't seem to notice his gaze, and his chin pointed to agree: "I think so too..."

"Lord Lord." Dawu suddenly spoke, interrupting her words almost a little out of control, which made Heng Yu look at him in surprise, "If Liang Shanbo is unable to achieve both, what do you think he should choose?"

Heng Yu's eyes seemed to have a cold water color again, but after looking closer, the coldness in her eyes was unprecedentedly rich, and her face was also extremely calm: "Naturally, it's the future."

"Guanyin is a beautiful dream. If it is difficult to achieve both, the dream should wake up."

Jiuyu spoke almost with some difficulty: "What if he insisted on forcing it?"

Heng Yu's long eyelashes covered his eyes and trembled slightly: "It's hard to achieve both sides, how can we force ourselves? I want to go back in seclusion and consolidate my practice. "

On the way back, neither of them said anything.

At the beginning, Liaowu was walking side by side with her, but slowly he fell behind half a step. From his perspective, he could only see half of her side face.

He thought that after so many things had happened between the two, her thoughts would slowly change.

But it turns out that - he is naive.

She obviously became more and more intimate with him.

But it was extremely, almost making him feel cruel and awake.

All intimacy arises from love disasters and inner sect missions; in the end, it will finally be this - this is what she wants to warn him in advance.

As soon as he walked into the wing room, Heng Yu threw the door up and blocked the gaze of the man outside.

She leaned against the door panel and frowned slightly, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

After a while, she opened her lips slightly and gasped, as if only in this way could she continue her breathing.

After a while, Heng Yu raised his hand and touched his brow bone: "Is facial change auspicious signs?" She laughed at herself.

-

After breaking through the Dan stage, Heng Yu originally wanted to accompany him to enlightenment for a few days before going back to seclusion to consolidate his cultivation.

As a result, she had to retell the story of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" to enlightenment, which made her fool herself. She didn't dare to see him at all now. If her beautiful and gentle eyes were stained with sadness, she would feel inexplicably guilty and stressful.

Before Heng Yu could walk to the cushion and sit cross-legged, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside, and then the sound became closer and closer, stopping at a place separated from Heng Yu's door.

He covered his hand with his hands on the wooden door: "You have just come out of seclusion, and you will go to seclusion in two days to consolidate your cultivation."

"There is no difference between two days and now." Heng Yu wanted to open the door for him.

"No need to open the door, just talk like this." Yu Wu said warmly.

"……good."

Only then did Dawu answer her just question: "Just treat it as accompaniment to me."

"...Okay." Heng Yu's eyes drooped.

"Then I will go back first, you can rest early."

When the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, Heng Yu walked to the edge of the bed and lay down directly.

She was too lazy to think about anything else, and she pulled the quilt to cover herself, and tried her best to fall asleep.

The next day, the sky was still gray, and Heng Yu woke up.

She was no longer sleepy and got up and washed up.

When he opened the window and wanted to breathe, he noticed that the candlelight in the opposite room was jumping. The firelight projected the silhouette of enlightenment on the window paper. He sat by the window holding the scriptures in his hand, probably in a posture of supporting his head.

"I realized." Heng Yu shouted.

A few seconds later, the silhouette started to move.

Then, the closed window was pushed open, and Heng Yu could hardly see his figure in the night.

She could only hear him ask, "Wake up?"

Heng Yu nodded, remembering that he couldn't see it, and quickly responded: "Yes."

"Are you not asleep yet?" she asked again.

"Not yet, I'm reading some books."

I admire the miscellaneous book with the cover facing upwards.

He rarely came into contact with these miscellaneous books in the past, but when he heard her talk about the Huangmei Opera, he found that her interests and hobbies were a little wider, and suddenly he became a little curious about these miscellaneous books. In addition, he had no worries in his heart, so he had come to this point without realizing it.

"Then go to bed quickly." Heng Yu said.

After realizing it, I was silent for a moment: "...I am reading a miscellaneous book. If Master Luo is fine, should I come over and read it together to pass the time?"

Heng Yu was first surprised that he could read miscellaneous books, and then looked up at the sky. Is this a point to read miscellaneous books?

Forget it, it doesn't matter what you see.

Heng Yu didn't answer, and opened the door and walked through the yard to his house.

When Liaowu opened the door, he led her very naturally: "Come in."

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Huangmei Opera "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai"
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