Jianghuxing

That night, Huang Haitang stepped on the moonlight to see me.

In the front yard, there was still the sound of monks humming and chanting, and Tai Shici said that General An Shigao, like the Venerable Master, would give lectures for seven days and seven nights in a row, during which the students were not allowed to leave the White Horse Temple, and the monks who were lecturing would not stop for a moment, except during meals and recesses.

In a night mixed with the wind blowing the leaves and the insects chirping and the cicadas, the wooden door of my room was gently opened. The graceful figure of Huang Haitang covers the moonlight and covers the Milky Way.

I slept a lot during the day, and at night I lay straight and staring like a dry corpse. Occasionally, when I heard the sound of the door, I was suddenly startled: Fucking it shouldn't be Liu Bei, the old yin, who came to assassinate me, right?

I felt a cold and slender palm covering my forehead, and when I was awake, Huang Haitang sat on the edge of my bed and asked with a smile, "Does it still hurt on my body?"

At first glance, when I saw that it was her, I immediately had mixed feelings. From the vivid memories of following her to the rivers and lakes last year, to the days when she cried loudly in front of the heroes of the world, as if I had never really known her.

I struggled to move twice, her hand moved from my forehead to mine, pressed it lightly and said, "Don't move if you're not in good health, are you hungry?"

Huang Haitang untied his burden and took out four dishes and a pot of old wine from it. She shook it, and the aroma of wine mixed with the aroma of food spread through the cabin.

She propped up her hands, hugged the table, and came to the bed. She sat down beside me again, took a tea bowl, poured wine into it, and took a spoon and gave it to me. I took a sip of it, and it was so spicy that I choked on it. Huang Haitang took another chopstick meat dish, held one hand underneath, and handed it to my mouth before feeding me.

After eating half a pot of wine like this, I ate four more dishes before stopping. Huang Haitang moved the table to the side, took the flask and sat next to me, drinking to the bottle. I looked at her for a long time and didn't know what to say, and after a long while, I asked resentfully: "Other people are feeding porridge and sending medicine before the sickbed, you are good, half a catty of dry seeds poured into me, and I want to sleep at this time."

Huang Haitang sat on the edge of the bed with her knees crossed, one leg swinging leisurely around the bed, she heard me say this, and took another sip of wine, just like when she wore a flower dress in the restaurant last year.

"It's good to drink too much, and sleep until tomorrow, which is good for your health. Then

we fell silent again, but all I could think of was her crying despite the gaze of others. I have a lot of words in my stomach, but I don't know where to start.

We just sat together at a distance and near and there, and we didn't say a word to each other for a long time. Later, the front yard was noisy again in the middle of the night, and it seemed that the recess had started again, and Huang Haitang stood up and put the dishes on the table into the baggage.

I knew she was leaving, but I didn't know how to leave her.

I stopped her, looked at her and said, "That bowl belongs to the temple." "Huang Haitang didn't want to repack because of the trouble, so he stood there and looked at me for a while. I looked at her eyes full of reluctance and retention, she couldn't understand, sighed and put the burden on the table and opened, took two thick bowls and put them on the table, re-tied the burden, came over and kissed me lightly on the forehead, and said, "Be obedient." Then she drifted out of the room, and it was silent, as if she had never been there.

I couldn't sleep a little, but my body was full of wounds, and I couldn't turn over and over, and the temperature on Huang Haitang's lips still resided on my head, which was really more unforgettable than any hidden weapon.

The power of the half pot of wine slowly urged, and I dreamed of holding hands with Huang Haitang and fighting the sword world for a while, and then dreaming of the chaos of war, and I staggered alone on the ruins of gunsmoke and war everywhere.

When Tai Shi Ci came to see me the next day, he pushed the door and said, "Fuck, what did you kid steal to eat? Why is it so fragrant?" I flatly denied it: "You haven't eaten meat for a few days, you are confused, I can't move like a cloth bag wrapped up and down, I can eat bullshit

!" Tai Shi Ci sniffed left and right, as clever as a dog, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and asked: "No! Not only meat, but also the smell of wine! It's the old wine of the roast shop on the streets of Yongsheng! Where is it, hand it over to me!"

I panicked when he shouted, it was indeed that I underestimated these dogs' noses that had been stuffed in the White Horse Temple for five or six days. I didn't want others to know that Huang Haitang visited the White Horse Temple at night, so I casually lied: "Last night, a few of my entourage heard the news and climbed over the wall to visit me.

Tai Shici didn't suspect it, but sighed with emotion: "There are a lot of good hands arranged around the temple to hold it, in case anyone comes to make trouble, your subordinates didn't see that the light skills were so good, and even the guards were mixed up." "

I thought to myself that since Huang Haitang came in person, it is estimated that I can't look at her even if I change Tai Shici to the guard, so I made a haha and passed over. After resting for two days, An Shigao's course was basically over, the front yard was chaotic like the New Year, I thought it was the end of the Xi and the temple was opened, and many family members and entourages poured in, supporting the scene for their respective masters to make a show, and many high-ranking officials and nobles picked up many gifts to give to the temple and foreign guests and friends.

Wang Shihao and others had a low status, and they couldn't find me after coming in for a long time, and finally they were stopped after being discovered by Tai Shici, which scared a few of them and thought that they were going to start a fight with Tai Shici again. When Tai Shici brought them to my house, he was still complaining: "Didn't you just come here two nights ago, why don't you know the road in broad daylight?"

After Tai Shici left, Fan Jianghui couldn't wait to hug me and cry, so Wu Yanji scolded him: "Although Brother Shun has taken his injury, he is still lying in this good place, you should be careful to cry to death for Brother Shun."

While they were laughing and joking, An Shigao entered the house surrounded by a group of monks. The days of lecturing made him pale, and it seemed that this was not a matter of striving for glory, and I was given a small medal of iron and iron, and I worked hard for seven days and seven nights, and I would rather not have this thing than do it. However, An Shigao and the Venerable Master seem to have a good relationship in private, and the so-called Buddhist dispute seems to be really different opinions, but the thoughts of the people in the world are exactly the same.

An Shigao bowed to Wang Shihao and said, "The old monk has something to say to Gao Shaoxia alone, please ask a few donors to wait outside." "

Where does Wang Shihao know what An Shigao is from, I can't shout loudly because of the injuries on my body, so I saw that Wang Shihao was still waiting to theorize with An Shigao, but Fan Jianghui took the lead in shouting out: "What do you say? Our representatives from the state came to the temple and were injured like this after a few days of detention, how are you going to explain to us?"

Wu Yanji also began to stir up when he heard this, although An Shigao's Buddhism cultivation is profound, and his internal strength is also a first-class master, but where has he been entangled with a small person like Fan Jianghui and Wu Yanji, and he began to be verbose after a few words, his mouth was half open, and he couldn't say a word stuck in his throat, until I tried my best to instruct Wang Shihao to pull people away.

After I and An Shigao were left in the room, he took a long breath, came over to listen to the pulse of my hand for a while, and said, "Fortunately, they are all external injuries, and they will be almost recovered in a while." I stood up and said, "Thank you to the master the day before yesterday for giving me the gong and protecting the body." An Shigao signaled me not to be polite, and said: "You and the sisters of the Huang family are fighting all kinds of masters for the people of the world, and the old monk is grateful." When

he talked about Huang Haitang, I asked, "Master, you and my master came together, but are you very familiar with it......?" What the hell is going on with that Li Jin?" An

Shigao thought for a while, and said with a sad face: "Monks can't discuss right and wrong behind people's backs, if you have the opportunity to ask the Huang family sister in person in the future." I was puzzled when I heard it, thinking that you didn't want to say why you came to see me alone, but I didn't expect An Shigao to look sincere, and said: "Shaoxia was seriously injured for the sake of the Dharma, and he couldn't listen to the old monk's lecture these days, so he specially came to make up for Shaoxia...... "

I don't know where I got the strength, I kicked my legs hard, and the wounds all over my body suddenly twitched, and I fainted in pain on the spot."

When I woke up again, I was lying on the rickety carriage, with only Fan Jianghui and them beside me, and there was no An Shigao and other bald monks, and I felt much more relieved and knew that this time I was going home. Although Bingzhou is constantly windy, dry and desolate all year round, it is so kind compared to the busy Luoyang.

The carriage out of the city stopped for ten miles, opened the curtain and saw that Tai Shici and Zhou Yu and Sun Ce were waiting in the ten mile shop. They boarded the carriage to say goodbye to me, my heart was inexplicably warm, and I was incompatible with Tai Shi Ci before, who knew that Luoyang had become a good friend in life and death after his trip. Zhou Yu and Sun Ce are small and big, one is calm and the other is resolute, such a match made in heaven really doesn't know how big a world will break out in a few years.

Zhou Yu first asked me about my physical condition, and then said: "Lord Cao has too much entertainment, and it is inconvenient to go out of the city to send it, so he asked me to bring you a gift, and let you pass it on to your family Lu Master Book when you go back, saying that he will be even happier to see this than if you learn ten carts of Buddhism."

Saying that, Zhou Yu took out a piece of bamboo slip from his arms, on which were eight words written by Cao Cao himself: The world will be chaotic, and the army will be self-respecting.

I thought that a person with a temperament like Cao Cao would be able to write with a dragon and a phoenix, but I knew that his handwriting was neat, not only was there a trace of madness, but he was more rigorous like a teacher.

I asked Zhou Yu: "Isn't this world already chaotic, why do you still say that there will be chaos?" Zhou Yu smiled: "Even if I tell Brother Gao, there will be some deviations when I go back and relay it to Master Lu, if I just take it back and show it to the master book, if it is really like what you said he and Lord Cao are as knowledgeable, you will naturally understand."

I had to put it away closely, and then Sun Ce said: "We are too young to have any gifts for you, so I can only invite you to Lujiang as a guest, and Yu'er and I will definitely receive you well!" I smiled when I heard this: "Then you are welcome to come to Jinyang often to play, I will take you to the northern prairie to ride a horse and hunt!" Sun Ce's

eyes lit up when he heard this, and he agreed repeatedly. At this time, Tai Shici was squirming on the side, holding a handful of cloth bags and didn't know what he was hesitating. Sun Ce slapped him on the back and said, "What are you waiting for, Ziyi! Didn't you go to find someone to beat Brother Gao?"

I listened curiously, stretched my neck to look, Tai Shi Ci had no choice but to open the cloth bag, inside was a golden ring-headed sword, which was actually beaten by Ji Jin inside and out, and it was similar to his golden sword. Tai Shici held the golden knife in both hands and handed it to me, and the nine large gold rings on the back of the knife rattled. Tai Shi Ci blushed and said: "You old bun, you have to love this weapon with a big ring, the blacksmith said that only those who practice use this ring, who fights normally, who is on this, dead and heavy." "

I took the left and right ends, and I liked it very much. Zhou Yu said: "Brother Ziyi said that when I was doing it with you a while ago, I saw your big knife with pits, so I privately thought about changing you to a weapon that I could take advantage of. I

was so moved that I didn't know what to say, and a few of them talked to me for a while before they got out of the car, getting smaller and smaller outside the rickety window, and finally they couldn't see it.