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Chapter 95 Tick Tock, Tick Tock

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    "This was originally an ancient temple, and it was very popular. Every New Year's Eve, people from all over the world would come to pray and burn incense and worship Buddha. There was even a champion in the surrounding villages. It belonged to a rich man's family.  As soon as his father was happy, he told him that the county magistrate's daughter would be his daughter-in-law. But the champion had a good friend. They met in this ancient temple, and they often dated here secretly. They had a deep relationship, but the champion  I have no choice but to dance with that girl"

    "Dead again?" She stared at me with wide eyes.  Those eyes were extremely dark and deep, as if there was fear hidden in them.

    I was worried that she was afraid, so I said comfortingly but firmly.

    "Because they died next to the temple, they often offered incense to the Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva knew all this and was moved, so he saved them and ascended to heaven, becoming immortals together forever."

    "Oh." Her eyes lit up.  "That's good." She leaned on my arm again.

    "However, just after they jumped into the river, the cuckoo birds both vomited blood and died because they were moved. From then on, we will never see the cuckoo here again." She groaned slightly.

    Yang Yue's panting gradually became more even, and she fell asleep.

    A broken stone house lost its door and opened its mouth wide, as if wanting to smell the heavy rain outside.  The fire was blown violently by the wind, and the tongue of the fire swayed back and forth, from time to time, quickly and from time to time, many fire particles like stars jumped out, and there was a "cracking" sound.  It disappeared in less than mid-air, and disappeared into the dark night, leaving only a pile of colored mud firmly in the corner.

    In my dream, I seem to hear a cuckoo singing beside me

    When I woke up the next day, I found that I was sitting on the ground with my back leaning on the stone bench, and Yang Yue was lying on his back, with his head resting on my legs, and his little nose was still flapping, like a little butterfly on a flower.  With little wings: she is sleeping soundly.

    I looked up and saw the smoky window lattice, revealing patches of sky, blue with thin cloud lines floating.  The sun has been out for a long time.

    Yang Yue finally turned over, she threw her hand on my shoulder, and the obvious discomfort woke her up.

    "Ah you woke up early, you. Is it dawn?" Her voice became hoarse.

    "Are you sick? Why is your voice wrong?" I touched her forehead and then my own.

    "No," she rubbed her sleepy eyes, "it's just that my feet hurt a little."

    "Foot? Ah, my ankle is swollen into a big steamed bun, why didn't I say it earlier!"

    "I don't know either, it was just a little painful at the time. I didn't expect it ah! Take it easy."

    I gently rubbed her ankle, she let out an "ah" and bit her lower lip tightly.

    "We have to go back quickly, just go back and find a doctor to take some herbal medicine to make bubbles."

    "Then how do I go?"

    "I'll carry you, come." I helped her up and sat on the stone bench.

    "Then you have to slow down, the road is slippery."

    "Know."

    I picked her up and walked out.  Sure enough, the sky was blue, with only a few clouds floating randomly, and the sun was warm.  The sloping land that had been rained all night was already extremely muddy, and water would still seep out if you stepped on the turf.  The footprints branded on the soil yesterday are still there, still watery.

    ? Yang Yue hugged my neck vigorously, her cheeks were close to my face, the delicate and soft skin was sweet, from the face to the heart.  A strange fragrance became clear, so fragrant, I doubt that this fragrance has permeated the whole mountain.  I carried her on my back and walked slowly towards the boat.

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    My heart quietly wakes up from the memory, the rain outside is still ticking.

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