"How many people can have flesh and blood..."
Listening to the sound of playing and singing coming from the back mountain, Zen Master Lingyou fell silent for a moment.
From the perspective of Zen Master Lingyou, although he was reluctant to leave Pei Wende, he also knew that Pei Wende's blood relationship could not be severed no matter what.
For this reason, during the conversation with Pei Wende, Zen Master Lingyou repeatedly persuaded him to put aside his grudge against the Pei family and follow Pei Hui home to recognize his relatives.
However, after Pei Wende was sure that it was not Zen Master Lingyou who took the initiative to contact the Pei family, he entered the state of "the devil in the world" and persisted in his own way despite his persuasion.
"Master, children and grandchildren will be blessed by themselves!"
Gently pushing open the door of the Zen room, Hui Ji, who was responsible for delivering breakfast to Zen Master Lingyou, of course heard the other man's sigh and had no choice but to persuade him.
"Junior brother is not the kind of person who has no opinions. You don't have to worry about this matter anymore."
Hearing this, Zen Master Lingyou opened his mouth hesitantly, but he seemed to have something to hide, but in the end he had no choice but to tell Huiji.
"Forget it, I just hope that after my passing, you two can take care of each other!"
When he said this, Zen Master Lingyou's tone did not change at all, but Huiji seemed to hear some ominous meaning.
"Hey, old man, are you trusting the wrong person?"
So Hui Ji's eyes widened and she decisively turned around to leave, indicating that she would not take the blame.
"Junior brother, you should handle it yourself! I don't want to bring this drag bottle!"
Hearing the phrase "dead old man" that suddenly appeared, Zen Master Lingyou suddenly remembered the phrase "old monk" that Pei Wende often talked about.
"Huiji!"
I never expected that Huiji would be assimilated by Pei Wende so quickly.
The corners of Zen Master Lingyou's eyes twitched unconsciously, and then he suppressed the feeling of bulging veins and shouted angrily in a deep voice.
"Go to the Sutra Pavilion and copy the Heart Sutra ten times by yourself. I want to read it before sunset!"
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On the other side, after finishing his morning class.
Pei Wende quickly ran to the nearby woods and changed out of his soaked clothes, then turned and walked down the mountain.
"Huh? Where are you going?"
Seeing this situation, Pei Hui, who was playing the piano just now, couldn't help but stop and asked loudly towards Pei Wende's back.
"Today is the Chinese Ghost Festival, July 15th. I have to go down the mountain to buy some things in advance."
Shaking his hands without looking back, Pei Wende continued walking down the mountain, his pace getting faster and faster, and he soon disappeared from Pei Hui's sight.
In fact, although they live in Tongqing Temple all year round, Zen Master Pei Wende and Lingyou are not truly isolated from the world.
Every holiday is a rare carnival day for the master and apprentice.
As usual in previous years, Zen Master Lingyou would clean up the temple, while Pei Wende would go down the mountain in advance to prepare some ingredients and festival items.
In Pei Wende's own words, life must have a sense of ritual.
In this era of lack of entertainment items, if you still live a boring life day after day, then life will be a bit too bleak!
Therefore, even though Zen Master Lingyou just watched Pei Wende "messing around" silently at first, over time he was still infected by his actions.
Life is not just about chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name, there are also other new things that I have never experienced and tried.
This was the original intention of Zen Master Lingyou to enter Taoism, but he gradually forgot this during his years of chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name.
It was not until he took Pei Wende to live in seclusion here that Zen Master Lingyou truly regained his original intention and the heart he once had for practicing Taoism.
"July 15th? Hungry Ghost Festival?"
Not knowing the tacit understanding between Zen Master Lingyou and Pei Wende, only the three words "Hungry Ghost Festival" kept echoing in Pei Hui's mind.
"Is it... time?"
With these blurted words, Pei Hui's expression and temperament changed drastically at this moment.
If we say that the previous Pei Hui was a mature woman with a strong personality and rarely cared about what other people thought, she fit the character of the "Pei family's daughter" very well.
So now Pei Hui is a gentle and quiet girl who looks full of agility and elegance.
"It's a pity. I obviously like life here."
Looking back with nostalgia at the Zen room built specifically for herself, Pei Hui slowly stood up and walked around the seven-stringed harp in front of her.
"But it doesn't matter. After I bring you home, we will have plenty of time to get along slowly."
The tone was soft and calm, but Pei Hui's eyes gradually became sharper, and they were far sharper than ever before.
"And this time, I won't let that old fool send you away again."
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On the path leading down the mountain.
"Did something happen in this mountain?"
When Pei Wende walked out of the confines of Tongqing Temple, a familiar feeling of intimacy instantly came to him from all directions.
At the same time, Pei Wende felt as if he had become a part of Weishan, or that the entire forest of Weishan had become an extension of his perception.
It can be as big as a tiger pouncing on its food, or as small as a grass swaying...
Pei Wende could vaguely sense it, which allowed him to perfectly avoid all kinds of dangers while going down the mountain.
This was originally a certain ability that Pei Wende was born with, and he had long been accustomed to this extraordinary perception that was close to the sixth sense and intuition.
However, today, Pei Wende was surprised to find that there seemed to be some kind of abnormality in this feeling towards the mountains and forests?
A faint sense of depression and suffocation is spreading in the mountain forest, as if something is posing danger to himself and even the entire Weishan.
"How can this be?"
Staring at the mountains and forests not far away in disbelief, Pei Wende could not imagine what kind of disaster could cause such an abnormal crisis if it were real.
After all, even the scene in Mulian Temple where ghosts emerged from their cages and tigers roared could not bring such a strong sense of crisis to Pei Wende.
【Mountain fire? earthquake? Or a storm? 】
Several speculations flashed through his mind, and Pei Wende had some kind of ominous premonition in his heart.
The only good thing is that the slight feeling of depression and suffocation has not reached the point of no end. Pei Wende can feel that the entire Weishan is resisting this coming crisis.
Moreover, Pei Wende had a wonderful intuition that told him that this crisis might not only be a crisis for him, but more likely an opportunity.
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