Under the dim yellow light, two figures gradually emerged above the pair of red candles. They were two little people about only three feet tall.
Both of them wore two sky-high buns, red coats with gold patterns, red spangles between their eyebrows, and their round faces looked really cute.
It looks like they are two little girls.
At this moment, the two of them were holding hands, huddled and timidly looking at Qingya holding a long sword. It seemed that the sword move performed by this man just now made them feel a little afraid.
"You...don't be afraid, I won't...hurt you. Can you tell me who you are?"
Qing Ya, who had not yet recovered after losing his strength, comforted them intermittently. Hua Qing'er took Qing Ming and put it on the table together with his twin lotuses, saying that he would not hurt them.
The two children looked at the man and woman in front of them, then looked at each other, as if they temporarily believed in the two humans in front of them.
One of the children took a small step forward and nodded slightly at the two people in front of him:
"I have met two knights. My name is Huo'er, and this is my sister Zhu'er. We were originally the wicks entwined in a glass lamp in front of the golden seat of the Buddha in the Great Ci'en Temple.
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival three years ago, a young novice put the two of us in lamps and went to the West Market to play. He accidentally lost us outside. Fortunately, the owner of the house picked us up and we were able to spend time together in this couple. There is a shelter above the red candle. "
"Wait, you mean, three years ago?"
Qing Ya interrupted Huo'er's words and turned to ask questions.
"If you came here three years ago, how could you have these candles at that time? Didn't my mother-in-law's son just get married a few days ago? How could you..."
Suddenly, Qingya thought of something and looked at the two children in surprise.
"Could it be that you have been repeating what you just did for three years?"
"That's right, we have kept this place as it was for the past three years. If the candle melts, we can use our spiritual power to restore it. If the fruit cake breaks, we will go elsewhere to get a new one.
In fact, three years have passed since the day when my mother-in-law's child got married. "
After saying that, Huo'er took out a red note from his arms and handed it to Qingya.
Qing Ya took it and took a look. There was a golden word "囍" on the red paper. He opened the folded page and saw that it was a marriage certificate:
Forge a good relationship and become a couple. The red string will be tied early and the white head will be carried forever.
On this day, the peach blossoms are blooming, and it is a good time to live in a home. I would like to make an eternal promise as a couple, and write to Hong Jian.
I sincerely make this appointment.
Changge calendar thirty-eight years.
It seems that this is the marriage certificate drawn up on the wedding day.
Wait, Changge Li thirty-eight years? But tonight, it is obviously the forty-one year of the Changge calendar.
If the date of this marriage certificate is correct, then why would the mother-in-law say that her child had only been married for a few days, and where had her three years gone?
"I know the two knights will be confused. It's us who keep things here the way they were back then, and it's us who keep the memory of my mother-in-law and my wife three years ago."
At this time, Huo'er took the lead in answering Qingya's question.
"But why are you doing this?" Qingya continued to ask.
"Because my mother-in-law's child hasn't been home for three years."
This time, it was Zhuer who told the whole story.
"In the early days, my mother-in-law was at home every day looking forward to the child's return, but after waiting for a long time, there was not even a letter or news, let alone anyone.
After a few months like this, some gossip came from Dongshi, saying that remnants of the previous dynasty were ambushing the emperor in the palace and assassinating the emperor. After the Dongchuang incident, the emperor executed all of them.
The names of these two couples were on those lists.
Therefore, everyone said that the mother-in-law's child went astray in the palace and died in the palace.
But the mother-in-law refused to accept this fact. She still waited at the door every day for her child to come home. She didn't think about food and drink, and was getting thinner day by day.
That's why we came up with this strategy and moved the couple's memories back to a few days after the wedding. That was perhaps the happiest time in their lives.
In this way, we continue to reset the time here, and it has been three years now.
After hearing the twists and turns, Qingya sighed deeply,
"Oh, how pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are."
Where will my parents be now? Are they waiting for me to come home too?
As the sun gradually sets, the light in the house becomes fainter. Hua Qing'er is about to hold the lamp, but Huo'er and Zhu'er suddenly jump on top of the red candle. Immediately, the red candle lights up with bright candlelight. .
Hua Qing'er took a closer look and found that the wick of the red candle was not burning at all, but the light emitted at this time was brighter than usual.
"Buddhism has strict rules and regulations. You two little guys have deceived two old people for three years. If the Buddha knows about it, he won't blame you, right?"
At this time, Qingya regained his energy. Seeing them sitting on the candlelight looking so naive, he thought of teasing them.
"In the past, when Master Xuanzang returned from his journey to the West, he explained Mahayana Buddhism to the monks at Daci'en Temple. He once told everyone that Buddhist disciples should be kind to others. The important thing is that others receive good results and you have formed good karma.
In this way, cause and effect are achieved, and it is a good relationship.
Not only that, there is a saying in Taoism that the highest good is like water. Who can stipulate the criteria for doing good?
Unexpectedly, these two children looked very small, but they spoke very clearly.
But it makes sense to think about it. It has been more than forty years since Master Xuanzang returned from his journey to the west. In this way, these two little guys are much older than themselves.
"Do you think my mother-in-law's child really can't come back?"
The thoughtful Hua Qing'er couldn't help but feel sad when she thought about her mother-in-law living in self-deception every day, but now they can't expose the truth, which would be a huge blow to them.
Therefore, as long as their children still have a chance of survival, she wants to find them.
"Our spiritual power is weak. There are mostly house-suppressing spiritual weapons in the East City, and the palace is heavily enchanted. We can't go there to find out whether the news is true, but if it's the two of you, maybe we can."
"But there are many restrictions in the palace, and our cultivation in the foundation-building period alone may not be enough." Qingya expressed his concerns.
"No, I'm not talking about letting you two break into the palace.
It's early July now, and in a few days it will be the Hungry Ghost Festival. At that time, the local officials will pardon their sins and the gates of the underworld will be opened wide. Those who have passed away will return to the human world through Wangxiangtai to visit their relatives and friends.
When the ghosts walk at night, you two can wait at home. If there are young ghosts coming home, it means they are dead. If not, it means they are still in the world.
As for Zhuer and I, the Yin Qi was so strong that day that we had no choice but to hide in the candlelight and not go out.
After some discussion, Qingya and Hua Qing'er both felt that this method was feasible and agreed.
In the early morning of the next day, Qingya went to her mother-in-law and asked for her child's name, portrait, and birthday.
In the painting are a handsome young man and a gentle and petite woman named Ye Zhongtao and Ning Tongyue.
In the portrait, they were a perfect match, with smiles on their lips and each other in their eyes. I think they must have been very happy at that time.
But the portraits record the past after all. They may be...
Qingya didn't think about it anymore. In the rolling world of mortals, birth, old age, illness and death, the alternation of old and new, are all the order of heaven's reincarnation, and no one can escape it.
We monks go against the will of heaven, searching for techniques, secret treasures, and opportunities all over the world, in order to one day be able to break free from the shackles of this world?
Live as long as the heaven and the earth, shine with the sun and the moon, and truly be free and at ease.
But what happens after that? Did that really break out of the shackles between heaven and earth, or did it enter a new reincarnation?
After thinking for a moment, Qingya chose not to think about such a problem, because it was not what he, a young monk in the foundation building stage, should consider.
Now, he just needs to listen to his master, experience more things in the world, broaden his horizons, improve his cultivation, and break through the golden elixir as soon as possible.
As for the future, as long as Master is here, it will be fine.
"Mother-in-law, don't worry. When I meet Brother Ye in Dongshi one day, I will talk to him well and ask him to come back and visit you and me more."
After bidding farewell to their two elders, Qingya and Hua Qing'er began their daily practice as usual. After a period of accumulation and fighting, their cultivation has reached the top of the level and is about to break through to the next level.
Hua Qing'er is about to enter the final stage of foundation building, and is about to face the arrival of the important realm of golden elixir.
There is a saying that is often circulated in the world of spiritual practice, "When you swallow a golden elixir, you will realize that your destiny is not controlled by God."
Once you enter the realm of the golden elixir, you can already eat the wind and drink the dew, and get rid of the reincarnation of grains in the world. But if it's Hua Qing'er, this doesn't seem to have any effect on her.
Now that I think about it, Master is already a great monk in the out-of-body stage, but he is still keen on making fires and cooking and other small daily tasks.
She could even sit at the stove all afternoon just for a pot of tea eggs.
Qing Ya once asked her, why do people who cultivate immortals eat and sleep like ordinary people?
At that time, she told herself casually: "No matter what level of cultivation we reach, we are still human beings, and as human beings we cannot do without food and water.
The days of practice are long and boring. Some people sit there for hundreds of years, and some people travel all over the mountains and rivers. If you give up what you like in your heart, what kind of immortality will you still practice? "
To this day, Qingya still doesn't fully understand what Master means, but he just feels that Master is right.
Put your thoughts back, when you break through the golden elixir, the quality of the golden elixir formed directly determines the path of cultivation in the rest of your life.
The higher the quality of the golden elixir, the less difficult it will be to break through the bottleneck in the future. On the contrary, it is very likely that you will not be able to make any breakthroughs in this life.
When he was leaving, his master gave him a Dust-breaking Pill. With Hua Qing'er's talent and the assistance of the Dust-breaking Pill, it should be a sure thing to form a top-grade Golden Pill.
As for myself, with Master here, there is nothing that cannot be solved.
