Chapter 623 Date 1
Bi Yuntao walked around for a long time, but did not find the figure of Xiao He, so he grabbed a young monk and asked: "Little master, is there any girl here?"
"Amitabha—" the young monk hurriedly clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Our Buddhist gate is a pure place, how could there be such dirty things? If the donor is interested, just go to the Qinhuai River to look for him—"
Bi Yuntao was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that this young monk regarded me as a visitor to a brothel. Damn, what are you looking at? Did anyone come to the monk's temple to buy sex? Going to the nunnery is almost the same. It’s not his fault, it’s his choice of words that was too presumptuous.
Immediately, he calmly took half a tael of silver and stuffed it into the little monk's hand, and said: "Little Master, is there a female donor——"
The young monk's expression immediately changed, and he said with a smile: "Yes, yes. Not to mention just one, there are ten. If you go from here, there is Jianjun Zailai Inn in front of you. The service inside is attentive and the donor is guaranteed to be satisfied. Return."
I'll give you a thumbs up! If you, a little monk, don't eat well and chant Buddha's name, what are you thinking about all day long? If you are lucky enough to meet the abbot, see if I don't sue you.
Resisting the urge to swear, he added: "Little master, I want to ask the second lady of the Xue family where she is eating fast and worshiping Buddha, but I don't know which wing it is in?"
The young monk immediately said the name of Buddha with a serious face, pointed to a room outside and said: "Amitabha! Miss Xue Er is it? She worships Buddha in that meditation room."
His expression changed so quickly that he didn't even reveal any flaws. Even Bi Yuntao felt inferior to him.
Bi Yuntao hurried outside the wing, looked in through the window, and saw a pretty figure from behind. Her long black hair was untied and hung down to her shoulders. Her thin body was draped in a light gray plain robe. She knelt down in front of the Buddhist altar, clasped her hands together, and was praying softly.
"Tathagata Buddha and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, please bless Bi Yuntao and his mother for their safe return. Disciple Xuerushuang, I am willing to give my life in exchange for their safety. I ask these two Bodhisattvas to help my disciples." After she finished speaking, she kowtowed respectfully.
It turns out that Xiaohe’s real name is Xuerushuang! Bi Yuntao only now knew Xiao He's name. He kept calling her Xiao He, as if he had never asked her name.
However, after not seeing each other for a few days, this little girl seemed to be getting thinner and more pitiable. Bi Yuntao sighed inwardly, after this little girl changed her unruly character, I felt pity for her to the core.
Seeing Xiao He's pious look, Bi Yuntao's heart moved. He took out the carbon black from the storage ring, took out a piece of white paper, wrote a few words, tied a pebble around it, and threw away the note. Go in.
Xiaohe was reciting Buddhist scriptures when he heard a soft sound next to him and a small note fell beside him. She glanced at it lightly, her expression calm, as if she hadn't seen the note, and turned her head away, closing her eyes and chanting sutras.
Bi Yuntao was curious and moved. This girl was really pious. She seemed to be indifferent to other things except praying for blessings. He picked up another pebble and threw it in. His hands were very accurate and he picked it just right this time, hitting it right next to the note just now.
Xiaohe felt a little angry. She came here to eat fast and recite Buddha's name because of her sincerity. Who was causing trouble and messing with her state of mind again and again? If she offended the Bodhisattva, how could she get away with it?
She confessed her sin to the Bodhisattva, stood up slowly, and looked around strangely, but saw no movement. Then he saw the note lying on the ground, with the writing hidden, so he leaned over to pick up the note and read softly: "The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. I miss you every night but don't see you. Remember Yi every day until dawn."
The meaning of this poem is not hidden at all, it is straightforward and explicit.
"Yeah!" Xiaohe's face suddenly turned red. He wanted to crumple it into a ball and throw it away, but when he looked at the crooked handwriting on the paper, he immediately smiled. The word was so ugly that it looked very much like the evil man's. nature.
Xiao He didn't know whether he was excited or shy, his face turned crimson, and his tears of joy fell down like big and small beads on a jade plate.
"Bi Yuntao, are you back? Where are you, you bad guy, come out quickly -" Xiao He patrolled around the room, but did not see the figure of the bad guy, and cried urgently.
She shouted several times but no one answered. She thought to herself, maybe I was too sincere in worshiping the Buddha and my eyes were dazzled. Tears fell down again. She took the note and continued to read, but she saw a few small words written below: "Outside Fengxia Temple, by the weeping willow pond, I invite you to enjoy the willows together and wait for the good news. See you there!"
The handwriting has a unique shape, just like a simple drawing, but it is powerful. Who else could it be besides the evil guy?
Not fake! Xiaohe cried and laughed, you are a bad guy, you won't leave even if you don't see me, and you can't leave even if you see me.
She hurriedly closed her eyes in front of the Buddhist niche, clasped her hands together and said respectfully: "Thank you for the Buddha's appearance. I will leave now."
He hurriedly kowtowed three times, stood up happily, shed a long string of tears, pulled his robe with his little hands, and ran out of the temple gate like flying.
After leaving the temple gate, I saw a shallow pond in the distance, shining with silver light under the sunlight. It was already spring, the temperature was getting warmer, and the weeping willows by the pond had a touch of green. From time to time, birds flew over the willows, creating a lively scene.
Xiao He glanced around, but did not see Bi Yuntao's shadow, and couldn't help but feel a little confused: He was obviously captured by the thieves, why did he suddenly appear in front of her again? Thinking of this, he took the note in his hand and looked at it. Bi Yuntao's unique handwriting style cannot be imitated by anyone. This was indeed written by him, but where was he? This bad guy!
She was waiting anxiously when she saw a man walking out from behind the willow tree, holding a yellow winter jasmine in his hand and looking at her with a smile. Who was the bad guy?
Xiao He glanced at it, tears welling up in his eyes, and softly called out: "You bad guy-" He choked up and was speechless.
Bi Yuntao saw her in a plain robe. Although she looked haggard, she still had a beautiful appearance. He shed tears like pear blossoms with rain, and secretly thought that she was so good. After not seeing each other for a few days, this girl seemed to have grown up again, and it captured my soul. Gone.
Given time, just waiting for the lotus to bloom, wouldn't it be another beauty that brings disaster to the country and the people? For the sake of love and peace in this world, I had no choice but to bring her into my room reluctantly, so as not to become a beauty who would bring trouble to others.
Bi Yuntao laughed a few times, stepped forward, handed the jasmine flowers he picked into Xiao He's hand, and said with a smile: "The jasper is made up into a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The moon and spring breeze are like scissors. Beautiful girl, I give you this winter jasmine. May you always be as beautiful as this flower. May your bright hands be like this spring breeze, pruning my branches in the future."
