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Chapter 103 The Missing Beauty in the Red Lotus Temple

In the Simei Cave in Jiulianshan, there is a sculpture of a girl named Haiyin, which looks very much like Lin Moyu. While I was stunned, Furong walked over and was shocked, "Oh, isn't this Moyu?"

I smiled and nodded at Furong.

"I have only heard of the sea seal before, but I didn't expect it to look very similar to this black jade. There are always repetitions in history, and there are always similarities in this person. Maybe you and me, or someone in the past, and who in the later generations, are the past and the present, and the present is also the past."

I asked in ventral words: "Who is the sea seal?"

"She was born in the late Tang Dynasty. She has been noble since childhood and likes to chant. When the world is in chaos, her wife and children are separated, burned, killed, looted, and mourned. The sea seal feels that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, so she cuts her hair into a nun, and escapes into the monk's ties. One day she takes a boat to walk at night, but when she sees the moon as bright as she washes, she goes up to the bow of the boat, looking at the moon and chants poems."

I lowered my head and saw the shadow of a moon in the water, rippling with the waves.

Furong and I both looked up and looked up, but we saw a moon mark on the top of the high cave. The color was close to the moon and the shape was close to the moon, and it was slightly protruding and seemed to have a light shining.

The water is connected to the sky, and the wind is getting louder and louder.

The traveler is sad when he returns home, and the fisherman is shocked when he dreams.

The clouds arrive first with the boat and the moon moves.

After reciting the poem, I still see the distant mountains.

"This is the poem Haiyin recited at that time."

Furong walked towards the entrance of the cave while chanting a poem, "I'll go and see, why haven't Gong Suran come back yet?"

Yes! What are the old monks and Gong Suran talking about? They won’t come back for a long time. Also, what are Chong and Zi talking about Furong that day?

Before Furong reached the entrance of the cave, Gong Suran swayed her hand and jumped into the cave. She looked very happy, and she still looked like a child. Yes, the innocence seemed to be gone, but by chance we were innocent.

"Are you worried about me?" Gong Suran asked with a smile.

"Of course! I'm so anxious."

If lovers are together, they are happy, and others are happy to see each other. The intimacy of a woman who talks about everything is still happy to see each other, and others are happy to see each other.

I watched the two women together and smirked from the bottom of my heart. I even left my previous suspicion of Gong Suran for a moment.

The three little monks came in with food, placed them on the stone table, and said first, "Donor is slow to use", and then turned around and wanted to leave.

Furong said, "Sit a few little masters, please sit for a while."

One of them smiled and shook his head, and all walked out of the hole.

Gong Suran said: "How dare they sit? How can we stand it when we look so beautiful and rippling with our hearts?"

Furong said: "To be precise, you are yourself. How do they know if I am beautiful or not?"

"Come on. Just because you cover your face, you can tease the desires of those dogs. Is it, the surname Niu?" Gong Suran turned around and asked me.

If I admit it, I will be a dog, so I can only laugh and say nothing.

"What does he know? You ask him?"

Gong Suran bit the words and said, "I dare not say that he was in the past, nor did he dare say that he would be the most truth-telling at this stage. Although I am not as good as Cao Hua Dad, I still understand the words of a silly man."

Furong put a large bowl of coarse porcelain porridge from the wooden barrel with a wooden spoon, handed it to me, and said, "Master Hongyuan, who just brought us here, has a weird head shape and a big gourd!"

Gong Suran said, "You are right. Few people call him Hongyuan and call him a gourd monk. This man simply created a weapon called the purple gold gourd hammer. I heard that Marshal Yue also asked him to go out of the mountain and made many military achievements, but he was not used to being bound by the army and returned to Jiulian Mountain in less than half a year."

Furong looked at me and said with a smile, "General Niu's head looks like a Donggua. Why don't we call him Dadonggua in the future?"

"You can call him anything. Anyway, I will call him the surname Niu."

At this time, the porridge was no longer cold or hot, and I started to drink it, and I rarely picked up all kinds of side dishes.

Gong Suran also sipped the porridge in small sips. Seeing Furong still moving, she said, "You covered your noodles and didn't even eat food?"

Furong said, "I don't want to eat it."

"Let's go and eat it secretly with the bowl." Gong Suran smiled and pushed Furong.

"The lonely and beautiful woman thinks, let the mandarin duck play!" Furong said half-speakingly and walked into the hole with a bowl. I don't know if she was happy or unhappy. Of course, I knew for a long time that she could not let me see her eating.

Gong Suran looked at me while drinking porridge, and occasionally picked up a dish and threw it into my bowl from a distance. For others, this kind of action of picking up a dish is considerate, but for Gong Suran, it is a kind of play: it is not bad, she throws it very accurately, and she can fall into my bowl every time she is impartial.

Of course, in order to make this game more interesting, sometimes I will cooperate with her. If she throws it in no way, I will use the bowl to put it in. She becomes more and more proud.

When she threw again, I quickly dodged and let the shreds of carrots she had with her chopsticks fall into nothing. Several times in succession, Gong Suran was a little depressed and pretended to be unhappy and scolded me: "Why are you doing this? Are you not afraid of waste? You have all fallen to the ground."

I quickly grabbed the shredded radish on the ground with my hands and threw it into my mouth.

"Why are you doing this? Are you not afraid of being dirty?"

I smiled and shook my head.

A big green-headed fly flew in, buzzing and destroying the atmosphere of my meal with Gong Suran. She threw the whisk several times. The big fly seemed to be much more flexible than Mo Yu, and her whisk could not hit it. She still flew proudly between us, and even took the courage to squat on our heads and shit.

I used a trick of "Love Shadow" in the cactus, and shook his hand like a shadow and clenched his fist. The big fly was held in my hand. Gong Suran froze and looked at me with a whisk halfway. He looked at me, looked at my fist, and seemed to be unbelievable. He looked up and looked around. He didn't see the big fly. In order to prove that I did catch the big fly, I spread my hand. The big fly was stunned for a while and crawled on my palm for a few times before hesitating to take off. The buzzing sound became lower and it became bigger again. There was even a surprise of escaping from death. I stretched out my hand and clenched my fist, and the big fly fell into my palm again.

"Uh!" Gong Suran made a false gesture of vomiting on the ground, "Are you nauseating? How could you catch flies with your hands? You even caught them and let them go!"

Gong Suran also walked into the hole with a bowl.

Furong looked at us. Actually, I know she looked at us more than once or twice. Of course, when she turned her head to look at us, she was covering her veil, and when she didn't look at us, she was lifting her veil to eat porridge. Her meal became an art, an art that made people extremely imaginative. She sat on the edge of the pond deep in the cave, even if she didn't cover her veil, she was still vague. How could she see clearly?

Gong Suran had already arrived at Furong's side, and was also shady. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but I heard her laughter and saw her bending over. This kind of unscrupulous laughter of a young woman could occasionally hear, so at that moment, it actually touched me a little.

I took the big fly to the entrance of the cave and stretched out my hand. The big fly seemed to fall in love with my palm and was unwilling to leave. I had to blow a breath of fairy air. The big fly waved his body, spread his wings, and flew away. I didn't hear its buzzing sound.

In the Buddha's realm, this big fly seems to be involved in some Buddha nature, beautiful and wise.

After dinner, the three little monks entered the house, cleaned up the dishes and left, and didn't say much, but a bigger monk smiled at Gong Suran.

Gong Suran said: "Let's have a walk, too."

Furong said, "It's too dark."

Gong Suran said: "What a black black thing? I don't know it on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. It's such a big moon outside!"

I protected the two beauties out of the hole.

Gong Suran suddenly remembered the big fly and asked me: "Where is the big fly with the surname Niu?"

I smiled at her and stuck out my tongue.

"You can't eat it, right? You won't really eat it, right?" Gong Suran made another exaggerated fake vomiting, "You are so disgusting!"

While walking, I accidentally touched Gong Suran's body. Gong Suran flashed and ran a few steps, "Don't be next to me, I think you are disgusting!"

The more she said this, I would chase her a few steps and insist on walking next to her. She would whisk at me, and I would make my cactus stop and stop, laugh and play. Even the moon in the sky lacked the coolness of autumn, and it turned out to be a round smiling face.

Furong said, "Look at you two, you look like children!"

Gong Suran said: "We are children! Don't be too old-fashioned? Time is too short and time is fleeting. It's better to be childish!"

We followed Gong Suran to the Nine Heavens Pavilion, holding the railing and looking at the moon, the fruit was as clear as the moon was as clear as the sky. The moon seemed to have changed its face again, like a cold beauty looking at each other with cold eyes.

I climbed the tower and looked at the moon, and looked at the beauty under the moon. The beauty leaned against the railing and wanted to embrace the moon. The moon passed through the clouds and was suddenly dark and bright.

A wonderful and indescribable artistic conception.

Gong Suran asked, "Furong, did you think of whom did I think of when I looked at the moon?"

"Chang'e?"

"What do I, a woman, want her to do?"

"Oh, do you miss your sweetheart? Who is your sweetheart?"

"Go to you! Actually, I thought of Wang Zhaojun. In the palace, she was also facing a big moon, but when she arrived in the north, she was still facing a big moon. Wang Zhaojun is an unhappy woman who was ignored and unhappy. She couldn't be happier when she got married from a distance. Each of us wants to be happy, but we also like those unhappy people very much and think they are all worthy of pity."

"Then are you happy?"

"Most of the time, I am happy. I am a woman, a woman who can draw some pictures. I just want to pursue my own happiness. Are you happy?"

"You can tell. It used to be unhappy than now, but now it's much better."

Gong Suran smiled, "I know, you must be happy because of the surname Niu."

Furong said: "When you smile, I know what you are going to say. To be precise, it is not because of him, but his painting."

"That painting is not considered a painting according to our paintings, but a work of graffiti."

"I like it or not. Some literati and poets seem to think that everything has rules to follow, and making this rule too rigid, it restricts the hands and feet of many people. In fact, art is unrealistic and thoughts are infinite!"

"Your casualness is related to me, so I like you!" Gong Suran put one hand on Furong's shoulder.

Furong asked, "Did you say he is happy?"

"Which one?"

"How many more are there?"

"Oh, you mean the surname Niu. Seeing him smiling all day long, he is actually full of troubles. But being with us, especially with you is happy.

"Okay, let's not always ask 'Are you happy?' I feel a little stupid if I ask too much."

Go downstairs and return to the cave.

Gong Suran said that she wanted to take a bath with Furong in the spring water, and then let me take a shower after taking a shower, which meant that I would let me stay in the cave room and not come out when they were taking a shower.
Chapter completed!
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