Chapter 1373： Tower bell sound lotus

Chu Qingyan had a fever since that heavy rain, and fell into a coma for two days. He woke up slowly until the early morning of the third day.

She stretched her heavy eyelids, but met the sun unexpectedly. It was too dazzling. She closed her eyes immediately, and sat up slowly after adjusting to the light.

I feel sore all over, as if overwhelmed, but this is not the point, everything in front of me is very strange.

The humble house was small and tidy, but she was alert.

As she supported her sore head, the wooden door creaked and someone came in from outside.

She immediately pulled out the mule in her hair, and if the visitor was not good, she threw it directly.

However, to her surprise, the person who came was an old woman who was holding a bowl in her hand. On her encounter, the old woman was pleasantly surprised and said, "Girl, are you awake? You can scare the old woman, thinking you And sleep again. "

Because of the improvement of her skill, she can judge from her old lady's walking and gasping, that she has no martial arts and is an ordinary woman.

She was relieved and smiled back. "Did my mother-in-law save me?"

The old lady came to her and handed her the bowl. "It's not the wife, it's the master who saved you. This is the medicine the master asked the wife to give you, drink it, so you can get better soon!"

Chu Qingyan nodded cleverly. After drinking the medicine, she knew that she had got a high fever from the rain. Fortunately, she was rescued, otherwise she would be left in the wilderness. The master in the mouth of the old lady is a highly qualified monk who once saved She, therefore, called him Gong Gong, and this time it was also he who passed through the mountains and took her to the mountainside and handed it to her grandmother to let her take care of herself.

Get the monk?

There seemed to be one in her impression.

As if to confirm her suspicion, there was a bell ringing from the door. As soon as her thoughts flickered, the blue monk robe appeared in her sight.

Although the texture is average, it is neat and hangs without a trace of creases.

Chu Qingyan slowly raised his head and looked at the person who was standing in the center of the house with a long body. Yun sleeves swayed gently, with a straight look, like spring plum blossoming in snow, clean and holy, such as autumn chrysanthemum frost.

As if he appeared, wherever he went, the lotus bloomed.

"Chu Don, don't come."

It sounded softly, like the recitation of the Buddhist scriptures, washing people's thoughts, leaving only his voice, which echoed in his ears.

Chu Qing smiled bitterly, "Do you think I'm like this?"

When the other party heard these words, they seemed to be inadequate. When she was thinking about what to replace, she smiled lightly and thought to herself that this person was still so good.

"It's been a long time since I saw you."

The moaning man heard the joy in her low mood, and for some reason bent her eyes and smiled, "It's been a long time."

The old lady knew that it was not good to disturb the two, and went down holding the empty bowl.

Chu Qingyan's eyes were taken back from the old woman's back. Since she knew it was his rescue, there was nothing to worry about. She leaned on the bed and raised her eyes and smiled with a humble opinion. "Thank you for your help, otherwise I really became the mid-course meal of the beast on the mountain. "

Seeing that she could still make a joke, and even the heart that had hung over the days fell to the ground, he sat down on a wooden chair and said modestly, "It's just a hand-raising work.

Chu Qingyan looked at him, and even if he was sitting in a worn out legless chair, he gave him the illusion of Liantai. She lamented in her heart that she was really good and did nothing different from others.

She chuckled, "It seems like saving people is a routine thing for you.

Xuanjian heard her hesitation, and every time he saw her, he had to say this, and he could not help laughing.

"Buddha is all living beings. If you are in difficulty, you can help one. It is the so-called lifesaving victory.

"It seems that just saving me is enough to make dozens of floating slaughter!" Chu Qingyan laughed and laughed.

Perhaps he had been together a few times, and he was surrounded by her familiar tone, and he could not help but say, "The Chu donor said it, it seems that the poor monk will stay by the donor and then he can complete the floating slaughter."

Chu Qingyan heard the words and laughed softly. It seems that this is not an uninteresting master. She nodded and said, "Good to say!"

Seeing her lightly, Ximian smiled, and then wondered and asked, "How could the Chu donor pass out on Fengshan?"

After listening, her eyes darkened. "We were chased and ran away, and we never thought that Yinchaoyang came here by mistake."

She thought of the Dongting without leaving, her head was more dull and her whole body was covered with grief.

Xuanjian clearly felt her depression, her eyes fell on her face, and the shadows covered by thick long eyelashes covered her eyes. I wondered what she was thinking at the moment, but she had not seen each other for months, and she had grown taller. After a lot, the chin is sharper, and the water spirit is more beautiful. This is one of the few words about women's appreciation that he has understood in the past two decades.

"These two days the poor monk heard some news, saying that His Majesty was assassinated, and the entire Kyoto was heavily guarded to search the assassins. In the mountains yesterday, the poor monks saw the guards appearing."

When Chu Qingyan heard a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, it was the Xixian Emperor thief calling and catching the thief!

She looked up and asked him, "Humour, if I said they were going to catch me, would you hand me over?"

Humility looked at the woman sitting on the couch, looking calmly, looking at him indifferently, as if asking not his own life or death, but an irrelevant question.

Such a young girl who was not shocked made his eyebrows gentle, and he folded his hands together. "The poor monk is a monk, he doesn't care about the world, and he doesn't get involved in royal disputes."

Chu Qingyan was a little surprised, meaning he knew what happened to them with Emperor Xuan Xuan? But thinking about him as a **** stick, she would not be surprised if she wanted to know what to say.

"Thank you, my humble opinion." It was she who tempted him, and his response relieved her. She could no longer fall into the hands of Xixuan Emperor, or it took such a great deal of energy to rescue her .

Humble smile.

"Humour, can you inquire about Kyoto?" She is now the subject of her arrest and cannot easily show up, so she pinned her hope on him.

Falsely shook his head, "The poor monk cannot intervene in the world."

He saved her. It was already an exception, and it couldn't be done any more.

Chu Qingyan knew that he was embarrassed by him, and retreated, "Can you let someone help me find my companion? He was lost with me in Fengshan."

He hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in her bright eyes, "The poor monk did his best."

"Thank you!" Chu Qingyan reddened his eyes and thanked him.

Because she had been seriously ill for a long time and had spoken for so long, she had already faced exhaustion, and she would no longer stay in the false opinion, and explained that she had a good rest and went out of the room.

Standing outside the house, sighing sighingly, looking at the horizon after the storm.

Her friend is probably no longer in Fengshan.

The tower bell went away, and Chu Qingyan slept slowly in this rustling voice.

Maybe she would never know in her life. It was not an accident that the humble opinion appeared in the forest to save her.

But it was the mountain that came down to calculate that she was in difficulty.