Chapter 13 When did they meet?
Ming Zhuo slept very well that night and got up early the next day to go to the plum forest in the west to admire the flowers.
It was chilly in spring and the weather dropped suddenly. There was hardly anyone by the lake so early in the morning.
Ming Zhuo broke off a willow branch and danced with a sword under the plum tree.
Her posture was casual and unrestrained, yet full of strength. The willow branch in her hand seemed no longer soft, but turned into a sharp sword.
The invisible sword energy was cold and murderous, as if it carried a strange power that could cut through everything in the world.
The sword energy broke through the air and went straight to the man standing by the plum forest.
When the sword was about to touch the other party, the sword energy dissipated instantly, and the invisible wave shook the plum blossoms to fall.
Ming Zhuo stopped and looked at the man from a distance in the falling flowers.
The man in black looked cold and noble. Compared with the day they first met, he was less gentle and more cold.
But he was still as handsome as ever!
It is rare for a man to have such fair skin and not look effeminate, which makes people clearly know that this is a real man.
Ming Zhuo smiled and raised her hand to say hello, "Hi, we meet again. But why are you wearing black clothes today? Your aura is different..."
She said as she walked towards the other party. Halfway through her words, she suddenly widened her eyes slightly and stopped abruptly.
Gu Xu looked at her, his voice low and cold: "Why is it different?"
The man was dressed in black, his eyes were darker than the night, giving people a sharp coldness. This
was not the person who smiled and nodded at her under the plum tree that day.
Ming Zhuo quickly realized that she had recognized the wrong person: "Sorry, I was wrong."
This person looked difficult to approach, like a flower on a high mountain, and she didn't plan to chat anymore.
Gu Xu looked at the girl's leaving figure, feeling a little surprised.
She was smiling brightly the previous second, and her face changed the next second.
However, Gu Xu frowned. Meet again? When did they meet?
If he had seen such a beautiful and heroic girl, he would not have no impression of her at all.
Thinking of the wonderful "sword dance" he had just seen, Gu Xu couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Ah Xu, you laughed?" He Wangyao came over with a surprised look on his face.
Could this man actually laugh? He felt as surprised as seeing an iron tree blossom!
Gu Xu said indifferently, "Why can't I laugh?"
He Wangyao was choked, and then said, "Ah Xu, I have to leave for a few days for something."
His old man told him to hang out with Ah Xu, and he liked Ah Xu as a friend. Although he was cold and not enthusiastic enough, he was very loyal! He never asked about anything about him.
His friends said a lot about him, thinking that it was not a proper job for a grown man to be a host.
Ah Xu never wears colored glasses, and this alone is precious!
Gu Xu frowned slightly: "You'd better tell your uncle."
"No, no, I was invited by a friend to attend an offline party. I will be back in about four or five days." He Wangyao smiled and waved his hand. The car he booked had arrived.
Before getting in the car, he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, Ah Xu, I remember that you liked to laugh when you were a child. You looked very beautiful when you laughed!"
Gu Xu said lightly: "Really? Then you remembered it wrong."
He Wangyao was stunned for a moment and laughed, "Okay, then I remembered it wrong."
Ah Xu was actually shy, but the other party didn't admit it, so he just pretended to be confused!
Although he regarded the other party as a friend, he was a little afraid of the other party. He always felt that he couldn't act rashly in front of this person.
It's okay to be naughty occasionally, but you must grasp the boundaries! Although he was open-minded, he was very sensible and had an animal-like intuition.
He didn't say much, got in the car and left.
——Today
was the day to go to Yunling Temple to burn incense and fulfill a vow. When Mingzhuo returned home, the whole family was ready.
Burning incense requires bathing and fasting. The family was very low-key. Not only did they dress simply, but they also changed their car to a more fashionable one.
Ruan Mingying held Mingzhuo's hand and said, "I have been looking for you all these years, but the monks and Taoists I went to all said that your whereabouts were covered up."
He paused, "But this Yunling Temple is very different! I have only been there twice, and with the blessing of the Buddha, I found you! It is indeed a thousand-year-old temple and a great monk!"
Ruan Mingxuan: "Is it really so effective?"
She has been studying abroad and is skeptical about these things.
Ruan's mother, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was silent for a moment, "Xiaoxuan, listen to your elder sister."
"Yes, even if you don't believe it, you have to be pious when burning incense." Ruan Mingying said.
Mingzhuo smiled and said nothing.
Yunling Temple is indeed a thousand-year-old temple with strong incense. Even on weekdays, there is still a constant stream of pilgrims burning incense.
It was Mingzhuo's first time to burn incense and worship Buddha. Ruan Mingying personally took her and reminded her to pay attention to the three-knock etiquette.
When Mingzhuo stood up after the ceremony, the monk who was in charge of reception beside him vaguely heard a slight click from above his head.
He looked up at the Buddha statue with some surprise... He always felt that the solemn expression on the Buddha's face seemed to become a little stiff.
It was as if it had encountered something difficult.
As soon as this thought came up, he felt it was blasphemous and quickly put his hands together: "Amitabha."
Mingzhuo retreated to the corner of the hall, looked up and looked at the Buddha statue with a smile.
The burning incense was emitting smoke, as if deliberately blocking her sight.
She had no choice but to look away. After all, staring at others is impolite and can easily lead people to misunderstand whether she is here to mess up the place.
After burning incense, Ruan Mingying added 3 million in incense money in one breath. She spent money in a beautiful and cool manner without blinking.
The family was welcomed to the backyard of the temple where tourists are not allowed to enter, and entered a Buddhist hall.
The monk inside came out and put his hands together: "Amitabha, donor Ruan, please follow me."
"Master." Ruan Mingying and her mother both clasped their hands in greeting, and it was obvious that the two sides were very familiar with each other.
Ruan Mingying turned to Mingzhuo and said, "Zhuzhuo, I want to listen to the master's teachings on Buddhism. If you feel bored, let Ah Hu and Ah Xuan take you around and buy some things." The
scenery behind the Yunling Temple is beautiful, and it is a famous scenic spot. Ruan Mingxuan had heard of it before, but had never been there, so she immediately prepared to take her sister to the back mountain for a walk.
Mingzhuo also wanted to walk around.
Xu Shanglou naturally wanted to accompany his wife.
The two sides separated, Mingzhuo took a look around, and soon found what he wanted.
Seeing that Ruan Mingxuan was interested in cultural and creative products, she asked Ah Hu to help her pick a few things, and quickly slipped to the stall next door and picked a few things quickly.
"Pack all these for me."
She had just finished paying when her cell phone rang. She quickly packed her things and went to the side to answer the phone.
"Master." A woman's gentle and pleasant voice rang on the phone, "I am Shejiang Cai Furong."
Before Mingzhuo opened his mouth, the people at the stall next to him came over and enthusiastically promoted, "Donor, do you want to buy an amulet? The Taoist master of Yunling Temple will bless you..."
Jiang Furong was stunned for a moment, her heart slightly lifted, "You are in the temple? Will severing the right karma make you contaminated with karma?"
She heard that if a monk is contaminated with karma, it will hinder his practice.