Looking at the hesitant Li Yushan, the old Taoist priest had an answer in his mind, and said with a smile: "It seems that our fate has ended here, and it's time for me to leave, but you remember, you are my third life."
Disciple, forever!"
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As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest turned into a wisp of smoke, floated out of the house, and disappeared without a trace.
Li Yushan was also shocked when he saw this scene!
He didn’t expect that the master who raised him would be a god!
When the old Taoist priest left, he left a jade pendant and a letter on the futon.
Li Yushan held the letter in one hand and the jade pendant in the other. He stood at the threshold and looked outside the house. His mind could not calm down for a long time. It was not until the sky was completely dark that he could not see the outside world clearly, and then he returned to his room dejectedly.
In the following days, he did not go to the matchmaker because he learned from the mountain that his master was beaten away by the monks in the temple. Although he knew in his heart that his master was a god and was not beaten away at all, but just to him.
He was disappointed.
Li Yushan was very sad. After the master was gone, he could only chop wood and cook alone every day, and sit on the threshold alone in a daze.
When he was in a daze, he thought of the matchmaker's life.
The matchmaker’s father was a fat monk in the temple, and her mother was a pilgrim. After giving birth to her, she committed suicide by throwing herself into a well.
The first time he heard the matchmaker talk about it, he was not sad. Instead, he was very envious of the matchmaker, who at least knew about his life experience.
Li Yushan has followed his master since he was a child and is very unfamiliar with his parents.
After staying alone in the mountain for a month, Li Yushan became a little uneasy and wanted to go to the temple at the foot of the mountain to find a matchmaker.
But he didn’t expect that the matchmaker would come to the mountain and find him this time.
Two people meet!
Be silent.
The matchmaker's little face lost the innocent smile it once had, and became very silent. Her complexion also turned sallow, and there were actually strangling marks on her neck.
When the little Taoist priest saw it, he was very sad, thinking that it was the matchmaker he had caused trouble, and hurriedly went to get the herbs prepared by his master.
“Li Yushan, I’m getting married!” the matchmaker said with tears in her eyes and a trembling voice.
The medicine box he just took out fell, and the little Taoist priest was a little confused!
Just standing there blankly, just like when the master left, he still didn't know how to retain him.
After taking a look, the matchmaker wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, sniffed, and turned her little face aside, not looking at the little Taoist priest.
He smiled for the last time and said with a naughty voice: "Then I'm leaving. Remember to go to the mountain for a wedding banquet on the fifteenth day of next month!"
After saying this, the matchmaker turned and left.
The little Taoist priest stood at the threshold again and wanted to speak, but there was something stuck in his throat, like a stone blocking his mouth, and he could not open his mouth no matter what.
Just standing there, the back of Zhidao Matchmaker disappeared from his sight.
I don’t know how many times I looked back, but I couldn’t see the figure of the young man in green shirt running towards me. I had imagined it countless times, but the reality never happened.
At the age of twenty-eight, it is the time for a girl to bloom.
The fat monk at the Purangsheng Temple is planning a big deal.
"What? What do you do for food!" The abbot of the Purana Temple, who was also the matchmaker's father, angrily threw the Buddhist scripture in his hand at the visitor's face.
Several monks lowered their heads and did not dare to refute.
In the lobby of the temple, a large Buddha is decorated in an extremely dignified manner. Although it is made of clay, its eyes are decorated to be very kind. Every pilgrim will feel refreshed when seeing the Buddha statue, as if bathing in the spring breeze.
But at this moment, the clay statue became extremely threatening, staring intently at the fat monk and several monk heads below.
This Buddha statue is the seated image of Lord Wuliang Buddha. At that time, Wuliang Buddha had just become enlightened and was competing with Tongtian for the chief position. Most of the temples in the mortal world enshrine the sitting images of the two of them.
And the person worshiping in this Rebirth Temple is none other than the Infinite Buddha.
In front of the countless Buddha statues, the fat monk revealed his evil face.
“I have sent the incense money promised by Yuan Wang. No matter what happens, the wedding on the 15th of next month must not change. Do you understand?”
"But!"
"Two thousand is a lot of money, how can it be that much!" the fat monk frowned and snorted coldly.
He couldn't care less. After giving the order, he went to the backyard.
“Second brother, you’re here, you’ve almost exhausted me to death this month!” As soon as he finished speaking, a man who looked exactly like the fat monk walked out of the dark backyard.
The fat monk who just came out of the front yard said with a cold face, "Third brother!"
The two of them entered the dark backyard together, which was in sharp contrast to the brightly lit front yard!
Inside the Taoist temple on the mountain, it was dark both in front and behind.
In the little Taoist priest's house, there was a dim yellow kerosene lamp floating uneasily, just like the little Taoist priest's current mood.
Ever since the matchmaker left, the little Taoist priest could no longer control his mood.
Put on your coat again, put on the cloth shoes made of thousands of needles, come to the Taoist temple in front of the Heavenly King, sit cross-legged on the futon, and silently recite the meditation mantra.
But no matter how many times he recited the meditation mantra silently, he could not calm down.
Even in front of the Heavenly King, he once imagined that he was a monk so that he could enter the Temple of the Past and see matchmakers every day.
He was a little ignorant and imagined that he could get a wife by becoming a monk.
Snapped!
The little Taoist priest shed a tear without realizing it.
It landed on the bluestone and made a crisp sound, causing ripples in his heart!
One month has passed in the blink of an eye.
Spring is gone and autumn is coming!
On this day, the snow melts and all things grow.
The little Taoist priest got up early and had no intention of eating. He sat quietly on the futon and looked out of the house, leaning against the Heavenly King.
The ground is a prison, nothing more than that.
He has never taken a half step for a month. His heart is outside, but his body is trapped in this broken Taoist view.
Li Yushan didn't know why, so he slowly stood up and walked to the threshold, staring blankly at the narrow path outside, which led directly to the Temple of Life.
At three o'clock in the morning, he vaguely heard the sound of firecrackers. Li Yushan, who often went to the small town at the foot of the mountain, knew that the team to welcome the bride had arrived, and the matchmaker would leave, and it would be difficult to see him again in his life.
Looking back at various scenes from the past, Li Yushan’s eyes were no longer dull, but became tougher.
At this moment, he had a choice in his mind. Just as his master said, he already had the answer in his heart.
This answer should have been told to the matchmaker a month ago. He regretted it. Fortunately, it is not too late now!
He is going to the Goshen Temple, find a matchmaker, and tell her the promise in his heart.
哐!
Li Yushan stepped out of the house and left the Taoist temple. His pace gradually became faster along the lower road. He was afraid and regretted it.
I was afraid that I would never see the matchmaker again and regretted my indecisiveness at that time.
Li Yushan, who was running wildly, tore off his Taoist robe, just like the snow receding between the sky and the earth, revealing his original appearance again.
In the Temple of the Reborn, today is a happy day for the king.
I am marrying an orphan, and the abbot of the Purana Temple personally acts as a matchmaker!