In mid-spring, the flowers are in full bloom, the fragrant flowers are blooming everywhere, the early orioles are fighting for the trees, and the new swallows are chewing the mud. It is a beautiful scene full of vitality and thousands of trees flourishing.
In Yangliu Villa, by the pool in the lower reaches of Qingxi River, several mulberry trees were already in full bloom. Lu Qiuniang, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, struggled to climb up a mulberry tree. This mulberry tree had many branches, making it easier to step on and use force, and the mulberry leaves were also the fattest.
After picking for a while, she felt that the bamboo basket behind her was full, so she climbed down along the branches. When she was close to the ground, she missed her foot and her whole body suddenly fell down!
With a sound of "Bang!", Lu Qiuniang fell on her back, and the bamboo basket was the first to bear the brunt, being crushed by the weight of her body. Half of the mulberry leaves were scattered and mixed with the growing spring grass, making it difficult to distinguish.
Lu Qiuniang was lying in the grass, her brain was dizzy for a moment, but she quickly got up, looking at the shriveled bamboo basket and the mulberry leaves on the ground, she couldn't help but feel annoyed.
Counting on his fingers, Xi'er has been running away for twenty-one days. He is not expected to work at home, but this spring that is different from the past has caused him to experience the first and most embarrassing thing in his life. As a mother,
Why haven't you felt the same way?
Lu Qiuniang stood stunned for a while, then she steeled herself again, inflated the deflated bamboo basket, picked up the mulberry leaves on the ground, and compacted them. She changed to another mulberry tree and continued to climb up with difficulty...
When I returned to the villa, I saw two figures standing in the distance talking outside the courtyard of my house. One of them was the most familiar, as he was the main stone in the villa. The other was in a green robe and had a slender figure, but I didn't recognize him for a while.
origin.
As she approached, Lu Qiuniang's face suddenly darkened: "Luo Changqing, what are you doing here again! Although my house is a shabby house with a thatched roof, I do not entertain uninvited guests!"
Guan Dashi's expression also changed slightly: "Master Luo Jun... didn't you say that you and my brother and sister are old friends... is there some misunderstanding that you haven't mentioned before?" He turned his face away, but he was very kind, "Sister Qiuniang.
, you see... the foreign guests have all arrived at the door, why don't we kick them out now! If there is really a misunderstanding, I can be a mediator and talk things over with you..."
Lu Qiuniang's face was cold: "Brother Dashi, this matter has nothing to do with you. There is a secret in the middle, so I will have to explain it to you in detail another day. But the man in front of you came here with delusions, please trouble Brother Dashi to send him out of the village!"
Luo Changqing felt sad: "Qiu Niang, can't we sit down and talk..." What answered him was the sound of the wood door closing with "Bang!"
Guan Dashi turned around, secretly glanced at Luo Changqing, and stretched out his right hand, making a "please" gesture.
Luo Changqing had no choice but to turn around with a stunned look on his face, and soon disappeared on a path out of the village. Guan Dashi followed closely behind him, seemingly trying to figure out the whole story.
When approaching the two willow trees at the entrance of the village, Guan Dashi caught up with Luo Changqing: "Master Luo Jun, please stay! I have something to say."
Seeing Luo Changqing stop, Guan Dashi hurriedly took a few steps and walked around in front of him.
"Master Luo Jun, we have known each other for more than ten years. I guess you must have some difficulties when you come here by chance these years, but I never thought that you are actually related to my brothers and sisters. Although I, Guan Dashi, am a martial artist, I can't read a few words.
But I can see that Sister Qiuniang must recognize you. I just don’t know what your difficulties are, can you tell the truth? If it doesn’t violate the conscience of heaven and earth, I may be able to help you."
When Luo Changqing saw that things were turning around, his dim starry eyes lit up again: "Brother Dashi! I want to make a confession to you first, stupid brother. In fact, I am not... the deputy lieutenant of Luoyang's camp accompanying the army, but the deputy envoy of Luoyang Zuojiofang.
.The main duty is to teach music in the Jiaofangsi. Qiuniang and I have known each other since we were children..."
He had been depressed for many years, and now he seemed to have found someone to talk to. Once the conversation started, he could no longer hold it back.
"...The first few times I came here, I just took a look at her from a distance and was satisfied. But one time, she discovered it... I knew what I was doing was ridiculous, so I didn't dare to bother her anymore. But after thinking about it, I realized
After several more years, I still couldn't bear the torment in my heart, so I came to look for her. Unexpectedly, her reaction was even more decisive..."
Guan Dashi sighed: "The word "love" is a big disaster! There are rumors in the world that An Lushan rebelled because of his unfaithful feelings for Concubine Taizhen. Therefore, in the interests of justice, he can keep his children private.
Throwing love aside, one is a true hero and a true hero!"
Luo Changqing looked slightly ashamed, but quickly raised his head again: "My intention towards Qiuniang's fists can be learned from heaven and earth! But I have never done anything harmful to nature. However, a sudden military disaster, a strange combination of circumstances, unexpectedly changed this fate.
Missed it all my life... Every time I think about this, I will inevitably have nightmares in the middle of the night, coldness in the hot summer, my mind is scattered and I don’t know what to do..."
Guan Dashi was silent for a long time before he thought of a way: "Although I am an upright person in the village, I am not good at persuading others. At this time, I think of a person who may be able to help you, my dear brother, to resolve this obsession."
Luo Changqing seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. He bent his knees and was about to kneel down: "Brother Dashi! Brother Yu, thank you for enlightening me in advance. I wonder who this person is? When can we see him?"
Guan Dashi quickly stopped him and pointed to the west hillside: "On top of the mountain, there is a thatched hut. There lives a monk named Huilang in the thatched hut. He makes a living by alms and has many friends with the villagers.
From time to time, some villagers believe in Buddhism and say that this monk has profound Dharma and is the best at relieving sorrow and resolving misery. Dear brother, you might as well go over and give it a try."
Luo Changqing looked sad and hesitated for a long time before he handed over his hand and said: "Brother Dashi has good intentions. No matter what, I will pay you a visit. It is better than being depressed and unable to return."
Guan Dashi smiled and patted his shoulder: "As for Sister Qiuniang, it's better not to get into trouble with her these days. My hut is a little bigger, and there are many children who won't live here forever. If you don't dislike it, dear brother, you can
Come and have a rest and talk. Brother Fool has been traveling to Luoyang City a lot recently, so it is inevitable that he will encounter rules that he doesn’t understand well, so he has to ask Brother Xian for advice."
Luo Changqing hurriedly held up his hands and thanked him: "Then I won't bother Brother Dashi!" The two chatted some interesting things about Luoyang City, and Luo Changqing also put down the idea of going back for the time being and stayed quietly in Guan Dashi's thatched cottage.
The words were divided into two parts. Lu Qiuniang slammed the firewood door shut, her heart full of worry, anger and annoyance: God made a trick, causing her to suffer a military disaster, losing her husband when she was young, and leaving her own flesh and blood. Now she finally raised her only son, but because of
Sudden changes, no news at all! My daily busy and sorrowful days seemed to have no meaning. At this moment, my old friend came to the door again insisting on going his own way...
She sat slumped in front of the wooden table, her hands trembling slightly in the wide sleeves of her thick silk shirt. She accidentally touched the string of beads in the secret bag, took it out, started twisting it with her hands, and recited vague scriptures in her mouth.
The turbulent waves in my heart gradually calmed down amidst the low voice of chanting sutras.
After a long time, the sky outside the small window seemed to have darkened. I didn't know if it was going to rain or it was getting dusk.
The firewood door creaked, and a thin figure, wearing ill-fitting clothes, flashed in: "Mother! Xi'er is back."
The rosary in Lu Qiuniang's hand suddenly stopped, but her thoughts seemed to have not calmed down. After a while, she slowly raised her head, looked at the extremely kind face in front of her, and murmured like she was dreaming:
"I'm back... Xi'er is back... OK...! My Xi'er, where have you gone? Mother thinks about this day and night... I'm afraid that something will happen to you, and I'm also afraid that you... can't think about it.
...My mother will never see you again...wuwuwu!"
Yang Zhaoxi knelt on the ground and let her mother's weak hands hit her on the head and shoulders. But after only a few blows, she stopped and held his head, face and chin, as if to confirm again and again that he was
Is it true or not.
Yang Chaoxi felt extremely guilty, and her voice became even louder: "Mom... the child is wrong..." The mother and son hugged each other, venting their pain to their heart's content.
It was completely dark, and there was almost no light in the hut. In the darkness, Lu Qiuniang touched the tears on her face and said in a hoarse voice: "Xi'er, I was so happy for a moment that I was confused! If you come back at this time, there must be no lunch.
Eat. You... you go to the inner room and take a nap first, you must be exhausted these days... Mom will be here soon! Make some food for you."
With tears in her eyes, Yang Chaoxi nodded with a smile. For the first time, she felt that the dark night was so tender. It was just right, covering all her shame and embarrassment in the darkness.
He went into the inner room and lay down on the familiar Tukang. He still couldn't calm down: he was in a moment of bitterness earlier and ran away willfully. How could his mother not understand him? But the anxiety and helplessness in his mother's heart, as well as these days,
If you are frightened, who can understand?
"It seems that your mother loves you very much! I was touched." An inappropriate voice suddenly sounded outside the small window. It was Liu Xiaomu, a witch who didn't know when, she had hung herself upside down under the eaves and was smiling.
Looking at him.
"Why...are you following me? Didn't you agree not to enter the villa?" Yang Zhaoxi suddenly became anxious and kept waving his hands, "If my mother and Guan Shibo see you, I'm afraid they will fall ill from fright!"
"But I changed my mind. Don't worry! Auntie, I didn't come here to scare people, I just wanted to avoid them! However, I'm thinking of giving you a big gift, my fellow Taoist. What do you think? You're quite loyal..." Liu Xiaomu smiled brightly.
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"What do you want to do..." Yang Zhaoxi said halfway, but found that the demon girl had disappeared. She could only look at the small window with a wry smile, and silently prayed in her heart: Liu Xiaomu, Liu Xiaomu, please don't poke any trouble! Then the time comes.
I have to be the one to take the blame...
Liu Xiaomu flew past, carrying a red light, patrolling the mountain, staring at everything in the villa.
"It has just fallen into the night, and many households in the villa are still awake, and some even turn on their lamps. If you want to do something, it will inevitably cause a commotion, which is extremely unwise..." Liu Xiaomu thought as he walked.
Didn't stop.
Suddenly, a golden light shone in front of him, covering his body. Through the silk shirt, he felt slightly hot.
Liu Xiaomufeng's eyes widened, staring at a dark shadow behind the golden light and said: "Where did this bald donkey come from? You are so overestimating your abilities! Do you think you live too long?"
The black figure was also shocked. He had never expected that the monster in front of him was so profound! He secretly cried out in his heart: I am afraid he will end up here tonight. He hurriedly withdrew the bluestone bowl and said calmly: "Amitabha! The poor monk Huilang thought that
There is a demon who wants to harm the villagers in the village, so he takes action rashly without any intention of offending! Sin, sin!"
Liu Xiaomu's eyes flashed red, and the objects in the dark mountains were as clear as daylight. Hearing the monk announcing his home, he couldn't help but laugh: "Little monk Huilang, do you still recognize me? No."
Is that old bald donkey of Monk Kong still alive today?"
Monk Hu Huilang recognized the enchantress in front of him, but he was more surprised than before: "You... I haven't seen you for several years, but the immortal still looks like a girl. Sure enough, the Taoism is profound and you have the ability to keep your appearance... Master Fu Kong Master
Now he is still in Chang'an. After giving initiations and blessings to the saints of today, he has been teaching scriptures at Daxingshan Temple."
Liu Xiaomu sneered and said: "It turns out that monks can also flatter and flatter horses. But what! My aunt likes to hear it." As he spoke, the slender fingers of his right palm quickly calculated. After a while, his eyes settled slightly, and then said, "Monk Bu Kong's time is approaching, or
Next year, all four things will be empty. But you, little monk, are still here wandering around. You really have no king and no father, and you are bullying your teachers and destroying your ancestors!"
With a "thud", the bluestone bowl in Hu Monk Huilang's hand fell to the ground. His face was slightly sad, he clasped his palms together and knelt down towards the west: "What the immortal said is true, and I have felt it a little recently. It's just the suffering in the world.
"
"Alas! You monks, I don't know where your brain is broken. It's clear that the master is going to die, but you want to go back so much. But you still pretend to be hypocritical, one after another, just like those mediocre officials. I don't care about you.
Whatever you love, do whatever you want..." Liu Xiaomu shook his head, but he was no longer interested in talking. He raised his hands and feet and walked far away.
The Hu monk Huilang stood up quickly and shouted towards the walking figure: "Immortal! Where do you want to go? What do you want to do..."
"You can't control it!" Liu Xiaomu's figure had disappeared, and only the last words came from afar, making Hu Seng Huilang smile bitterly.
The night was getting darker, and even the cries of the owl sounded tired. In a brand-new wooden fence hut in Yangliu Villa, the lights had long been extinguished. The charming whispers came from the window of the ear room, and others listened to
In my ears, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"Well...Brother Pang'er, don't...please bear with me for a few more days...Aunt Sun's family said that it is not convenient to have sex in the first few months...for fear of losing the baby..." A little woman's voice was sweet, begging for mercy.
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"Humph... I can't care about that much... Sister Lin'er, I've been holding it in for three days! Humph... Look at the bubbles on my mouth! At best, I should move slower and be more careful... Humph
Chi, hum…" Niu Pang'er's face was flushed, his eyes were blazing, and he was impatient early in the morning. At this time, he started to pull down Guan Lin'er's clothes one by one.
"Hmm... um, don't touch my belly... your body is too heavy, this won't work... um, um! You're pressing on my hair..." Guan Lin'er was ashamed and happy, but she didn't do anything too substantial.
Resist, almost let him have his way.
The spring night was slightly cool, and the brocade quilt was rippled with red waves. The two of them were rustling in the middle, and their clothes were thrown out one by one. Just when he was about to "be honest with each other", Guan Lin'er's blushing eyes were filled with tears.
Seeing Niu Pang'er's eyes startled, his body stiffened, and he fell straight to the side!
Then a pale hand quickly slapped her all over, and then pressed down her slightly opened lips in fear. A strange woman's face quickly enlarged in front of her eyes: "Bah! You bitch! Shameless!"
Guan Lin'er wanted to struggle, but found that her whole body had lost all strength. She wanted to open her mouth to call for help, but found that her tongue and jaw were sore and weak. The only thing that could move was her eyes. What was flowing out at this time was not only panic, but also fear.
There is weakness and pleading.
The woman smiled and said: "Don't worry! I won't hurt your life, otherwise the little Taoist priest will have to fight with me. He just needs to come with me... tsk tsk! I feel pity for such a charming little lady, let alone a Taoist priest. ?”
After the woman finished speaking, she unfolded the brocade quilt, picked up Guan Lin'er with only her short hakama, and threw it on the brocade quilt. She rolled it up like a rice dumpling, leaving only her head exposed. Then she casually He pulled off the cloth skirt and undershirt and tied Guan Lin'er firmly. Then he picked up the man and flew out of the window, heading all the way to the desolate slope.
At this time, weeds had grown on the desolate slope, reaching up to her ankles. The woman lifted Guan Lin'er and climbed up the desolate slope with her feet connected, as if they were not touching the ground.
Under the dim stars, a cluster of tombstones came into view.