Chapter 954 Mountain Top
Later Zen Master Yizhi left, and the handkerchief was always with Fangzheng, and he would not take it out under normal circumstances, just now, for some reason, he passed the handkerchief over by accident.
But Fangzheng didn't think too much about it, but smiled and said, "I can't help it, the poor monk is too poor to use a pack of tissue that costs one or two yuan."
The Pure Sanren only thought that Fangzheng was telling a joke, pursed his lips and smiled, rolled Fangzheng's eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Okay, the ceremony is over, should the mage take a rest? Or should we chat for a while?"
Fangzheng looked up at the sky, sleeping? He is indeed a little sleepy, but he likes the feeling of talking with others, such as the long talk with Master Yimiao all night, or the discussion with Qingjing Sanren under the tree during the day, the feeling is better than eating a big meal Comfortable. As if the body and mind were liberated, the old otaku who had been silent for a hundred thousand years met a bosom friend, and all chatterboxes were opened! The point is, if you say something, there will be responses and debates...
Thinking of the refreshing feeling, Fangzheng immediately nodded and said: "It's been a long night and I can't sleep, let's talk again. The poor monk is still very interested in Taoist things. If the real person doesn't dislike it, I might as well talk to the poor monk more. .”
Qingjing Sanren nodded with a smile and said: "Okay then, Pindao goes to take a bath and change clothes first, and come to accompany the mage later."
Fangzheng nodded.
Qingjing Sanren bid farewell and left. After about half an hour, Qingjing Sanren came back again. Sure enough, this time she was wearing a blue Taoist robe, and her temperament changed a little. She exuded a fresh and natural air. The footsteps are light when walking, as if coming by the wind, full of immortality.
Seeing such a pure person, Fang Zheng's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he looked at the pure person carefully. After changing from the heavy, solemn and solemn purple Taoist robe to this clean blue Taoist robe, she seemed to be only in her teens or twenties.
For a while, Fangzheng was a little confused, and said in his heart: "How old is this woman? How come she looks like a big sister when she matures, but is younger than me when she is young? How strange!"
In the end, Fangzheng gave an explanation. People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, and it is because of clothes and temperament. However, the size of the Qingjing Sanren is not a problem for Fangzheng, and he doesn't care about it.
Qingjing Sanren took Fang Zheng to the big banyan tree again, and sat at the pitted Eight Immortals table. Dao, the more we chat, the more interested we become...
The lone wolf lay on the side, yawned, and finally fell into a deep sleep. In the dream, he seemed to see Fangzheng soaring up with Buddha's light all over his body, and with a wave of his hand, sprinkled countless exquisite pastries, making him eat enough... In his sleep, he laughed happily.
The full moon in the sky slowly moved across the sky and fell towards the horizon, which at the same time indicated that the last full moon night of the year had passed.
Following the chirping of insects and birds, Fangzheng and Qingjing Sanren were stunned at the same time, looking up at the sky, before they knew it, the stars were about to recede, the sun was about to rise, and the night passed like this.
The two looked at each other, and they both saw the inconceivable look in each other's eyes, as well as the unsatisfactory joy. At this time, Qingjing Sanren got up and said: "Since it is almost dawn, how about going to the top of the mountain to see the purple air coming from the east, how about the sunrise in the east?"
Fangzheng has seen the sunrise once and experienced its beauty, but he was worried that he would not have the chance to watch it a second time. Now that Qingjing Sanren said this, Fangzheng also became interested, nodded and said: "The real person leads the way."
Qingjing Sanren walked up the mountain with a slight smile. Fangzheng glanced at the lone wolf. It stands to reason that although this guy sleeps very badly, he is still very alert, and he will wake up immediately if there is any disturbance. But this time, this guy didn't wake up, and fell asleep.
Fang Zheng pawed and pulled twice, the lone wolf was still sound asleep, at most he turned over, turned his belly upwards, opened his mouth slightly, his tongue came out from inside and stuck to his face, he looked like a dreamer .
Seeing this, Fangzheng didn't bother to call him, and went directly to climb the mountain with Qingjing Sanren.
As soon as the two of them left, the lone wolf turned over and got up, and said, "I'm not going to be a light bulb. You two only have each other. What difference does it make if I go or not? It's completely ignored! With this time It's better to save some energy, this stomach is almost starved... hey."
The mountain is not high, in fact, there is no towering mountain in the vicinity. After Qingjing Sanren led Fangzheng through the bamboo road, there was a muddy dirt road. Fortunately, it didn't rain, so it wasn't too difficult to walk on it.
When he came to the top of the mountain again, Fangzheng felt a lot of emotion. Before, he was carrying a wolf, but now he is carrying a woman with extraordinary charm and extraordinary temperament. This feeling is really different. When he was with the lone wolf, he only felt that there was nothing to see on the bare mountain top, but at this moment, Fangzheng was in a particularly good mood, and even carried a little pride, a kind of pride that only a man can understand .
But this thought was fleeting, and as Dongfang Yubai was lifted, a red light shot out, like a drape on the body of a pure and undisciplined person, giving her a bit of sacred beauty out of thin air.
At this moment, Fangzheng suddenly realized that the scenery on the top of the mountain was not bad.
At the same time, Qingjing Sanren also took a look at Fangzheng. At that moment, there was a special look in his brows, because the red light on the monk in front of him had dissipated, and what was left was a golden glow. Just like a Buddha came to the world, solemn and solemn but with compassion for all living beings. In a trance, Qingjing Sanren couldn't tell whether Fangzheng was a human being or a Buddha.
The two of them didn't speak, just stood side by side on the top of the mountain, raised their heads slightly, looked at the far away jumping out of the horizon, the increasingly hot sun, blowing the morning wind, enjoying the unique tranquility of the morning.
When the sun completely jumped out, the two looked at each other, then smiled knowingly, turned around and went down the mountain.
After descending the mountain, Lone Wolf got impatient for a long time. Looking at all kinds of snacks waiting on the altar table, the meaning couldn't be clearer: Look, if the gods don't eat it, there are still leftovers, how about I eat it for you?
Qingjing Sanren also saw the meaning of the lone wolf, and said with a smile: "No wonder the mage took this wolf as his apprentice, he is very psychic. If you are hungry, you can eat these things. But, I have to clean up Just do it."
When Lone Wolf heard this, he burst into laughter and ran all over the yard, almost running over to rub each other to show their intimacy. But he knew that if he really did this, more starvation would be waiting for him later.