Chapter 79

The food from yingmei'an is very tight. One is fried tofu, one is green vegetables, and the other is rice in a small barrel, which is enough for four people.

Evening Green saw these two dishes, her face was green, "lady, can't be this month to eat these?"

"What's wrong with green vegetable tofu?" Ran Yan sat down a few days ago, took chopsticks and chopsticks, and said, "you can eat together. After eating, there are other things to do."

Ran Yan spoke with an unquestionable deterrent, and three people sat down beside him in silence.

Zhenguan year is still a serving of individual dishes, that is, everyone has a small meal in front of them, each eating their own, whether they eat at home or at a banquet.

Late green flat mouth, bow head Bala bowl of rice, full of grievances, she does not feel aggrieved, but for ran Yan grievances, Mingming can go back to the main hospital, quit the engagement of Qin Silang, and almost talk about the marriage with Yan family, the future is very good, who knows that at the end of the day, she just changed a place to eat green vegetables and tofu.

After dinner, ran Yan took a walk around the yard. Feeling that it was almost time, she took the evening green to the nunnery.

When you look at yingmei'an at night, you can only tell whether the houses are made of bamboo and wood. They are hidden in the deep bamboo forest, but they are also a paradise. Only when there is enough light in the daytime can you clearly see that these houses are very dilapidated. Some wooden houses are already crumbling because of the humidity all the year round. In addition to the front of the stone brick Buddha Hall, ran Yan lived in the courtyard looks the latest, should be for the reception of pilgrims, and the only place lucky to be renovated.

The abbot lives in the East. He passes through Meilin behind the Buddha Hall from the stone path. Occasionally, he meets three or three female nuns who make up clothes. They all give way to ran Yan. Yingmei'an is not big. I asked several nuns along the way, and I could easily find them.

After Meilin, you can see the bamboo house hidden in the woods. Ran Yan Yu Guang glanced at the night green, "if you hold your mouth again, you can tie a cow."

Late green slant head, two corners of the mouth tear open, smile than cry also ugly, stiff way, "Niang see this line?"

Late green is a temperament that can't hide her worries. If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you can't accept it happily. Ran Yan knows her temperament, so she says lightly, "you'd better hold on to it, lest the abbot take you as a monster."

The night green glares big eyes, full face surprised looking at ran Yan who walks forward slowly, steps up to catch up, "the lady actually also can talk and laugh!"

"It's strange. When you see something funny, it's a joke." Ran Yan's head does not return.

Evening green did not care what she said. She chuckled and said, "it's better to be such a lady. What you read in the past is the complaint of changmen. It's miserable to listen to it. Although I don't understand poetry and Fu, I can't understand it. It's better not to read that kind of thing."

"Don't you understand? It is said that you used to be a companion. How could you learn so badly? From tomorrow, you will accompany me to copy Buddhist scriptures and medical books. " Ran Yan leisurely looked at her, the corners of his lips picked slightly.

Night green black with a small face, wilting way, "how the girl today want to toss the maid, the most impatient to read what!"

Ran Yan ignored her, raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Ran's seventeen niangs come to visit, can the abbot be in?"

After stopping for a while, the evening Green saw no one coming. She was about to reach out and knock at the door. The door opened with a creaking sound. A nun in her forties sang a Buddhist name with her hands folded. "The morning class of the nun has just ended. It's just happened that lady Ran is coming. Please come in."

Thank you very much Ran Yan also returned a Buddhist ceremony and followed her to the main house.

Several people took off their shoes and shoes in the corridor. As soon as they stood on the porch, an old voice came from the room, "Jingyuan, is ran Shiniang coming?"

The middle-aged nun slightly bowed, "is ran seventeen Niang."

There was no sound in the room. Jingyuan turned around and said, "come in, please."

When the door opened, there was a strong smell of sandalwood. The light in the room was dim. Only in the morning light from the door could you see that there was a two foot high white porcelain statue of Bodhisattva on the opposite side. In front of the Bodhisattva statue was a bronze carved incense burner, and a few days ago there were three Pu tuans. On top of the putuan in the center was a dressed nun, holding it like a withered tree Turn the beads gently.

"My son is Ran's seventeen niangs. I've met the abbot." Ran Yan bowed slightly.

"I've heard of seventeen Niang's reputation. Don't be polite. Please sit down." The master of the nunnery reached out slightly and motioned ran Yan to sit on the futon opposite to him.

Ran Yan sighed in his heart that in ancient times, the rapid spread of rumors was no worse than that in the era of information development. Within a month, even the nunnery in Qing Dynasty had heard about her.

After sitting down, ran Yan could see the old nun in front of her. Her face was as loose as pine bark. There were several old age spots on her cheeks. She was as thin as firewood. She could clearly see the rudiment of the facial skeleton. Her lip muscles began to shrink, her mouth shriveled and her eyes sank slightly. She had never opened her eyes from the beginning to the end.

In his twilight years, the appearance of the abbot now explains these four words."I learned bone touching for a few days in my early years. If seventeen Niang doesn't dislike it, can I have my bone touched once?" The old and hoarse voice of the abbot is accompanied by the subtle trembling of the elderly, which makes the calm voice sound more appealing, making this sudden topic less abrupt.

"Good." Ran Yan has not seen the bones, but she has been very interested in it, looking for many books to study, but ultimately can not see a person's fate and bones have any connection.

The abbot put the Buddhist beads in his hands on a few and stretched out his hand forward, "Seventeen niangs give the old nun hands first."

Ran Yan put it up. The Abbot's dry and rough hand held ran Yan's finger and felt it gently. Then along the palm of his hand, he touched the bone of his arm again. Then he changed another hand, and finally the skull.

In the house, only the sandalwood and the rustle of the clothes were quiet.

"Abbot." Jingyuan stood outside the door and said, "someone from yamen said that the late green girl was an important witness in a recent homicide case. Today's public trial will be held. Please ask Wanlv to testify."

The nunnery continued to feel the bones quietly, but ran Yan did not disturb him until everything was over. Ran Yan said, "night green, go ahead, take money from Xing Niang, and hire a car to come back at night. If the Yamen sends someone to see you off, don't refuse. "

"Yes." Late green owe body, with the net wall out of the yard.

"Seventeen Niang's half life is not smooth..."

After a moment's silence, the nunnery finally broke the peace, "but it seems that these irregularities are not big ones for you. Whether you can be successful in your later years is only in choosing your husband."

Ran Yan doesn't comment. The Abbot's words sound very unprofessional and does not provide any basis for reaching this conclusion. It sounds more unreliable than the street deceptive prodigy.

"Ha ha, I'm not good at learning and can't see a deeper destiny." The Abbot's hoarse voice said slowly, "I just heard that ran shiqiniang has good medical skills and can perform autopsy. So I'm curious. Please don't blame me for being abrupt."

Ran Yan looked at her gently twirling the Buddha's beads. She did not know that this was true or false. She only replied, "the Abbot's words are heavy."

The abbot took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and said, "from now on, you will meditate in the nunnery, and you can also be regarded as a hermit. I have prepared a name for you here. In the future, the name will only be used in the temple."

"Master Lao, it's very hard." Ran Yan took the paper with both hands. When he sat back, he saw the nunnery slowly twirling the Buddha beads. He had no meaning to speak any more, so he bowed down and walked away.

Xiaoman had already been waiting outside the door, saw ran Yan slightly bowed, "lady, the evening green elder sister lets the maid come to serve you."

Ran Yan said, putting on her shoes under her service.

"The nun who had just been guarding the gate reported that Shilang was coming and was not convenient to enter the nunnery. She was waiting in the bamboo forest outside the gate." Xiaoman squatted down and helped ran Yan manage her skirt. She raised her head and asked, "would you like to go back and change clothes?"

"That's it." Ran Yan has no friends. Although Xing Niang and Wanlv are close to her, they are always masters and servants. They always feel less equal. Ran Yunsheng can come over, but they sweep away a bit of the depression in ran Yan's heart.

Ran Yan strides toward the outside of the nunnery, and Xiaoman runs after him all the way.

Jingyuan took a look at the two people's backs, walked into the main room, sat down on the futon where ran Yan had just sat, and called softly, "Abbot?"

"Well." The abbot answered and slowly opened a pair of clear eyes.

All people see her close her eyes, always think it is because of eye disease, no one would think that a drooping old woman should have such a pair of clear and clear eyes. However, the eyes are not so energetic because they have no vitality.

"I don't know why, but I found out that there were several destined lovers in her life." There is a doubt in the nunnery's Qingming eyes.

"How many?" Jingyuan's ordinary face also showed some surprise, "is it the death of my husband?"

Jingyuan means that after a husband passes away, he remarries and dies several successive husbands. Isn't it the death of his husband?

The abbot slowly shook his head and sighed, "an knows that it is a blessing or a disaster."

Jingyuan's peaceful eyes revealed some doubts, but also just with a sigh, the fate of this thing, is originally mysterious and mysterious, who knows what will become? No matter what it turns out to be, it has nothing to do with you. Your destiny has been set.

The wind passes through the bamboo forest outside the nunnery. The rustling sound is like a beautiful music. Ran Yunsheng stands in the bamboo with crescent moon white round collar and Hu Fu, with a genial smile on his impeccable face. A wisp of morning light falls on his white cheek, reflecting the dazzling light.

"Ten brothers!" Seeing such a beautiful youth, ran Yan's mood is also very good.

Ran Yunsheng met him and opened his mouth and asked, "did you suffer from the rush of yesterday?"

"No, Yingmei temple is very quiet. It's just suitable for self-cultivation. If ten elder brothers can visit me often, everything will be perfect." Ran Yan sat down on a flat stone nearby."I will come to see you often." Ran Yunsheng eyebrows and eyes between the waves of gentle and doting smile, let the side of Xiaoman do not feel the daze.

Ran Yunsheng bent his fingers and flicked ran Yan's bright and clean forehead, and deliberately said with a straight face, "I'm afraid you'll let go of the wild in this place. Once you were honest, now you're more and more out of shape." (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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