When the abbot came in with the fruit plate, he saw Shi Heng peeling an orange.
He carefully tore off each white vein and then fed them to Gu Youran one by one.
"You two have such a good relationship." The abbot put down the fruit plate. "These are loquats grown in the back mountain. They are very sweet."
Gu Youran quickly sat up straight, "Thank you, Master."
She secretly stepped on Shi Heng under the table.
Shi Heng took the fruit plate calmly, "Master Huiming, I want to take my wife to see the bell tower that my mother donated."
"Of course." The abbot smiled knowingly. "Do you need some incense and candles?"
"Don't bother, we'll just go take a look."
Shi Heng took Gu Youran's hand and walked out of the dining hall, heading towards the back mountain along the bluestone road.
The wind in early March was still chilly. Gu Youran shrank her neck, and Shi Heng immediately took off his scarf.
"No need..." She was about to refuse when Shi Heng had already wrapped the scarf around her neck.
Her slender fingers were tying knots expertly, and the few obvious missed stitches on the beige scarf were particularly noticeable.
Gu Youran reached out to take it off, "It's better not to use it. If others see you wearing a scarf like this all the time..."
It’s embarrassing just to think about it.
I don’t know what I was thinking at the time, but I gave it to Shi Heng with great joy.
And this man also goes out every day.
Shi Heng held her hand and said, "Youbao knitted it himself, I can't bear to change it."
Seeing his reluctant look, Gu Youran had no choice but to give up.
"You haven't told me yet why you suddenly want to see the clock tower?"
Shi Heng took her hand and continued walking forward. "When my mother was twenty years old, she made a wish here, hoping to meet her destined person. The next year, she met my father."
"So this is a marriage bell tower?"
"Yeah." Shi Heng pointed ahead, "Look, it's just behind that bamboo forest."
Turning the corner, an ancient clock tower comes into view.
Gu Youran looked up at the bronze bell hanging high in the sky. "How magnificent! Can we go up and take a look?"
Shi Heng took out a copper key from his pocket and waved it in front of her. "The abbot just stuffed it into my hand."
The two of them climbed up the bell tower and had a panoramic view of the entire temple. The peach blossoms in the front hall were in full bloom, and the green mountains in the distance were covered with mist.
"when--"
The sudden sound of the bell made Gu Youran tremble.
Turning around, I saw Shi Heng holding the bell hammer with a sly smile on his face.
"What are you doing!" She raised her hand to hit him, but he pulled her into his arms.
Shi Heng put his arms around her from behind and helped her hold the wooden bell hammer. "The abbot said that when a newlywed rings the bell, it lasts a lifetime."
"Old feudal." He complained, but his hand followed his strength and hit the bronze bell.
"when--"
The first sound made my palms numb.
"when--"
The second sound startled the swallows flying away from the eaves.
“Dang…dang…”
When the ninth bell rang, Shi Heng pulled Gu Youran's shoulders and looked at her with a smile, "Now, we owe the Buddha nine lifetimes."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
At the door of the Zen room in the distance, Abbot Huiming was about to turn around with a smile, but he saw his uncle Liaochen standing in the corridor with a frown on his face.
"Uncle Master, what's wrong?" Huiming stepped forward and asked.
Liaochen pondered for a moment, "That thing that Donor Gu wears on his wrist is probably the legendary Nine Star Ring."
"She's a Nine-Star Divine Doctor?" Huiming's pupils shrank. "No wonder she can cure your leg disease."
"Not only that, there is a soul in the Nine Star Ring." Lechen sighed, "And, it's awake."
Here, Shi Heng led Gu Youran down the bell tower. As they reached the mountain gate, a little monk hurried over.
"Donor Shi, Grandmaster Liaochen invites you to the teahouse for a chat."
Gu Youran let go of Shi Heng's hand and said, "You go ahead. I just want to go to the main hall to burn some incense."
Shi Heng nodded, turned around and left with the little monk.
In the tea room, Liaochen was boiling water. Seeing Shiheng come in, he pointed to the futon opposite and said, "Sit down."
Shi Heng knelt down and Liaochen pushed a cup of tea over to him. "Try it. It's from the Laojunmei tea on the cliff in the back mountain."
The tea soup was a bright orange-yellow. Shi Heng took a sip and said, "Good tea. But Master, you specifically summoned me here for more than just tea, right?"
Liaochen put down the teapot and asked, "Do you know the origin of Master Gu's Nine Star Ring?"
"It's said to be a family heirloom. What did you see, Master?" Shi Heng's expression did not change, but he was very shocked in his heart.
Master Lechen could tell at a glance that the silver bracelet was a Nine Star Ring.
He is indeed the reclusive master that my mother often mentions.
"Thirty years ago, I saw a painting of a woman wearing a bracelet like this. The witch doctor who collected the painting told me that it was called the Nine Star Ring and that it could cure diseases and save lives."
"My wife's medical skills are indeed very good." Shi Heng lowered his head and took another sip of tea, trying his best to hide the waves in his heart.
Liaochen suddenly lifted his robe, revealing nine needle holes on his right knee. "This morning, after she gave me acupuncture, I found this on my leg."
The palm of the hand is open, and there is a grain of gold sand on it.
If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to find it at all.
Shi Heng's expression finally changed, "This is..."
"Merit crystal."
Liaochen suddenly clasped his hands together, a faint golden light spilling out from between his fingers. "It's true that the Nine Star Ring can heal illnesses and save lives, but what it really needs to nourish... is the 'thing' inside the bracelet."
Shi Heng's pupils suddenly shrank, "Impossible."
Liaochen looked him straight in the eyes, "That 'thing' has woken up. The more affection you show, the faster it wakes up."
Shi Heng felt a chill running down his spine.
Lechen sighed deeply: "Love tribulation... This is all I can say."
"master!"
Liaochen waved his hand, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his lips, "Go ahead, remember, tell her to use the Nine Star Ring less."
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