Jiang Wan always felt that he had overlooked something. Thinking of the two figures in his memory, the speculation in his mind became bigger and bigger:
"Master, I heard other monks in the temple say that you have never come down from the mountain in these years. Since you have never come down from the mountain, why do you recognize Nian Nian?"
He was like a lost person walking in the dark night who finally saw a glimmer of light in the darkness. He lost his mind and desperately tried to hold on to the only glimmer of light.
As an atheist, he knew his speculation was ridiculous.
But he would rather be a joke.
The abbot looked at the arrogant and stubborn man in front of him, who only wanted an answer, with a look of sorrow and sadness in his eyes.
" Even if God does evil, he will torture a pair of lovers.
The tall figure in front of him finally overlapped with the small figure from many years ago, and he thought of that windy and snowy night again.
The little boy, whose body was covered with snow, knelt in front of the Buddha statue. His body was covered with wind and frost, and he was completely unrecognizable. The wound between the boy's eyebrows was shocking, and his lips turned purple from the cold.
Seeing him entering the main hall, the kneeling man finally turned around.
To this day, he can¡¯t forget his desperate and sad look at that time. Although he was the most carefree age, the little boy¡¯s eyes were full of sadness and death, and his tone was unprecedentedly helpless and confused:
"Master, I knelt down to the Tongtian Dao, but she still didn't come back."
Although he was obviously a materialist who did not believe in gods and Buddhas, he still knelt down and did what he had always considered the most ridiculous and ridiculous thing, unwilling to let go of the slightest chance of getting her back.
The abbot closed his eyes and shook his head.
He owed Mr. Jiang a favor, so when he proposed to send Xiao Jiang Wang, who had lost his father and mother at a young age, to a temple to rest in peace, he agreed.
Just at the first sight of meeting him, he knew that this child had too many obsessions and had no chance of becoming a Buddha.
When the disciples in the temple saw the Buddha statue, their faces would show pious admiration, but Xiao Jiangwan, with his cold black eyes, stood quietly aside, watching the pilgrims coming and going burning incense and making wishes, with calm eyes, as if A high-ranking spectator.
The day he knelt down to reach heaven was the first time he saw him kneeling before a Buddha statue.
"Since you already have a guess in your mind, why bother asking me again?"
The abbot finally relaxed.
Jiang Wan's thoughts stagnated for a moment. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably. His loosened fingers clenched into fists and his voice trembled as he spoke:
"Master, are you sayingmy guessis correct?"
The answer was right in front of him, but his mind went blank.
The abbot was unwilling to speak any more. He saluted Jiang Wan:
"It's late at night, let's go back."
He doesn¡¯t want to hide it, but revealing too much of the secret will only shorten his life.
Jiang Wan's thoughts were in chaos, and scenes from the past appeared in his mind.
After recovering his memory, he could always see the shadow of Xiao Qi in Li Qinian, especially the pair of eyes as bright as stars, which were almost identical. After the trick was successful, their eyes always narrowed into a crescent moon. , like a little fox who has successfully stolen fish, the curve of the crescent moon seems to be carved out of a mold
At first, he thought it was all the delusions caused by his excessive thoughts, but when he recalled the abnormality on the day of hosting, he reluctantly came up with all kinds of other ridiculous speculations
As an atheist, he had an extremely crazy desire for the first time in his life, and his knowledge was wrong.
What if there really are strange phenomena in this world that cannot be explained by scientific theories?
The energetic young man in his memory and the tiger-headed little monk in his memory gradually overlapped, and Jiang Wan's breathing became rapid
Could they really be the same person?
A thunderbolt flashed through his mind. He saluted the abbot and ran madly towards the back mountain.
The man was extremely fast, with the hunting mountain wind flowing behind his ears. The cicadas and birds chirping around him disappeared, and he could only hear his own violent heartbeat.
He only has one destination in mind.
"boom¡ª¡ª"
The door of Peach Blossom Forest was violently knocked open.
He stumbled and ran straight towards the unmarked tombstone.
There are many falling flowers in the courtyard, the flowers are brightly colored, and the peach blossom petals are flying in the air, undefeated in all seasons.
Jiang Wan knelt directly in front of the tombstone and stretched out his hands to dig away at the accumulated loess. The soil was covered with his trouser legs, but this man with a mysophobia seemed not to notice it.
The seven who followed him were frightened for a moment by his crazy movements. The round cat pupils opened wide, and the hanging cat ears stood up and exploded into airplane ears. There was a look of hesitation in its eyes, but it still gradually approached the grave. The man in front of him tentatively stretched out his clean and white cat claws and started digging with him.
Twenty minutes later, a small black coffin was revealed among the loess.
Jiang Wang stared at the black coffin and without any hesitation, he directly opened the coffin lid covered with scriptures.
The dense white bones in the imagination did not appear. There was only a gray cassock in the coffin, covered by loess.
Jiang Wan suddenly lost all his strength and collapsed on the ground, like a crazed mental patient, his fingers embedded in the loess, and he laughed softly.
"empty¡¡"
It was actually empty.
With scarlet eyes, he stared at the confused seven and repeated as if possessed.
"empty¡¡"
"Meow?"
Seven became a little dirty cat covered in dirt. Its originally snow-white hair was stained with a lot of dust. It sneezed, its beard trembled slightly, and a lot of dirt fell to the ground. On the cheeks on both sides of the beard. , and there are two dark marks, which look cute and ridiculous.
It didn¡¯t understand human emotions. It just stared at Jiang Wan blankly, then jumped on his shoulder, stuck out its little pink tongue, and licked the side of his face obediently.
The originally clean man and the cat were in a state of embarrassment. Jiang Wan lifted it off his shoulders and finally smiled for the first time in days.
"seven, the coffin is empty."
The transition from ecstasy to joy was too fast. He didn't care whether the cat could understand him. At this moment, he just wanted to talk, as if this could confirm his guess.
¡°¡She will definitely come back.¡±
He spoke to himself.
He dug this grave with his own hands, carried the person in the coffin with his own hands, and built this peach blossom that blooms all year round with his own hands.
And now, the coffin under the tomb has become an empty coffin
"Meow~"
Seven rubbed his face with her head, as if echoing his words.
One person and one cat just sat quietly in front of the tomb. In the peach blossom forest, petals were flying, and soon they were covered with them.
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When 27-year-old Jiang Wan woke up from his dream, he heard a knock on the door of his bedroom.
"Donor Jiang, you have the ability to open the door."
The young monk spoke like he was chanting sutras.
Jiang Wan picked up the phone on the bedside table, unlocked it and saw that it was three in the morning.
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