Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 17
It was already the third day, and the little girl had already dressed in her best attire. Before the appointment, when the sun was rising, she came to Wan'an Temple early.

It was late autumn, and occasionally two or three geese flew south in the sky. The little girl walked into the temple and saw white pagodas everywhere. There was a ten-foot-high pagoda standing in the pagoda forest. On the high tower, he was not given food or water, and he was starved to the point of skin and bones. He was so hungry that he was willing to bow his head to me, and begged me bitterly, so he showed mercy and rewarded him with a mouthful of porridge.Thinking of these in my heart, I feel sweet in my heart.

When the little girl looked up at the tower, she saw soft white clouds and the rising red sun. The sky was clear and clear, just like sweet osmanthus cake. Take a bite, it was sweet and soft.The wind gently blows down the gray and white feathers of the wild goose, and one of them happens to fall into my hand, holding a round and plump feather in my hand, and my heart ripples like a pool of spring water, Fenger, you are Uncle Ji’s Messenger?

The little girl didn't believe in Buddhism. For some reason, she knelt down devoutly in front of the Buddha, clasped her hands together, and said playfully, "Buddha, Buddha, I want a cute yellow-skinned mouse and a big blue-faced cat. Can you, old man?" You must bless me, don't care about that unruly girl from before, I haven't said a few bad things about you, hehe.When I left the temple, I thought: If it works, then I sincerely touched the Buddha. If it doesn't work, then I will lock up all the monks and bald donkeys in the future.

Walking on the stone steps of the monastery, the little girl saw a monk holding big scissors. He had a handsome face and a calm expression. He gently held the branches of the tree trunk, carefully as if stroking a newborn baby, and then gently cut them off. Why is this little monk so pretentious? I saw that old man Hua finished cutting it in three or two clicks. It is neat and beautiful. If old man Hua is like this monk, he will definitely be starved by his father.

Turning around the corner, I caught a monk chanting scriptures. The little girl stared at the monk curiously. She didn't know what he was chanting, and whether she wanted to play tricks on him. The little girl was very playful. .The little girl lightly stroked the pious monk's neck with a wild goose feather, giggling and provoking him to talk. The monk put one hand in front of his mouth, closed his eyes and chanted without moving.The little girl kicked the monk's butt angrily, and the monk staggered. The little girl giggled and ran away, not forgetting to turn her head and make a face.

After walking for a while, the little girl saw an old monk with white beard and hair. He was sweeping the floor leisurely with a broom. Every time he dropped the broom, the stone bricks were clean and dust-free. But it is light and easy.The old monk is still sweeping the floor at such an old age, but the young monk who is chanting scriptures has nothing to do, so he should change.

Along the way, yellow leaves fell one after another, swirling in mid-air, and fell peacefully on the ground. The autumn wind hit, blowing the skirt of the little girl, and the little braids were shaking slowly. Among the branches, autumn leaves flew away from the little girl's eyes with the wind, some fell on the yellow land in the distance, and some were swept away by the wind to a farther distance.

Came to the red pavilion with smart and cheerful steps. The little girl sat on the railing, humming a tune, her little feet stepped on the water gently, and the lake water rippled in the distance. Looking at the peaceful The lake water, the little girl suddenly found that the surface of the lake was like a mirror of her mother and concubine, crystal clear and crystal clear, the fish were happily wandering in the water stream, the little girl stared blankly at the sky outside the pavilion, thinking in her heart: He should come to say goodbye !
Time passed by, and even though she was already mentally prepared, the little girl still felt a little sour in her heart, thinking that the little beggar once said with snot and tears streaming down his face, "I really regarded you as a friend, but I didn't expect you to look at me like this." Dexian. 'Now that I think about it, that little beggar is really just like me, full of lies and scheming.

The autumn wind brings a little bit of coolness, chilling the heart; the swan geese fly away with longing, hurting the feelings; the mourning fish in the yellow dead leaves, messing up the mind and mind.

Ever since I was a child, no one dared to deceive me. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. The little girl drew out the dagger in her waist and slashed at the flowers, plants and trees like a gust of wind. In a mess, the big tree was covered with knife marks, revealing the white and slippery trunk, the branches were also cut into a mess, and the little girl's skirt was drenched with thin sweat.

The month of January was quite unfavorable, playing the piano broke the string, dancing the sword sprained the foot, even the most beloved skirt was cut by the branches, the elder brother wanted to go back to the grassland, the father was busy sending troops to quell the chaos, and the little girl was full of anger. On the [-]th, he came to chop with a sword.

But he said that the Han Jianghu knight-errant had a sharp horizontal sword, cut off the water with a knife, had copper skin and iron bones, flew away in one leap, and stepped on the snow without a trace. Miaojue cut off the branch, gritted his teeth and thought angrily.

I chop pigs, chop pigs, butcher dogs, butcher dogs... The little girl danced with a short sword, stepped across the grass in disorderly steps, slashed left and right, and chopped off whatever she felt uncomfortable with. Sitting on the ground, Wenwen sat quietly, with some sweat on his face, he thought freely: I never thought that beating that bastard would be so fun, and I would come every day in the future, no, no, no, wouldn’t it be that I would get tired of playing after a while, It is enough to chop once a month in the future, hehe.

From winter to spring, the rivers and rivers melted into ice, the ice and snow melted, and the green spores bloomed in spring. The little girl came to "cut firewood" with a short sword. She was very happy along the way. Daddy came back from the victory and said he would take it with him. My mother and concubine and I went back to the grassland, this time I will vent all the unhappiness in the next few months.

Originally, the sweet smile is as warm as light, it can melt the ice and snow of the river, the wind and the moon, like the most mischievous and agile fairy elves, but when the persistent dagger swings the sword straight, all the sacred and pure side Give up everything, leaving only ordinary and tyrannical.

Boom.Who threw the hidden weapon?The little girl looked nervous, and moved forward cautiously. When she reached the edge of the bush, she held the sword in her right hand and prepared to stab, and gently pushed aside the grass with the scabbard in her left hand.

Wow, what worried me was just a cloth bag.The little girl Yuyan stretched out, blaming herself for being rare and strange, but she suddenly remembered something, suddenly picked it up with the tip of her sword, and the bag fell firmly into her hand.

The little girl strode into the pavilion in the middle of the lake, sat in the pavilion with a big cloth bag, and looked at it carefully. It was a gray cloth bag, although there were a few patches, but it was very clean. There was also a round smiling face on the front of the bag, and the little girl couldn't help but chuckle, her big squinted eyes were like crescent moons hanging in the sky, making people tempted.

The little girl opened the cloth bag swiftly and quickly, and a yellow leather mouse doll caught her eyes. It had a note pasted on its forehead above its big eyes:
The book is a savage woman:
The grievances between you and me began with the pearl hairpin, because you took pleasure in deceiving me, but I also lied to you, and I pawned your jewels and hairpins to get through the difficulties when I was in trouble in the past.Therefore, with gratitude in my heart, I specially present this mouse as a gift.Today there are no more pearls and hairpins, and the fate is over.

The rivers and lakes are far away, you and I have grievances and grievances, and each is safe.

A Promise, a Thousand Gold - Sincerely, Wu Dexian
The little girl put down in her heart: that's good, let's forget about the world.

(End of this chapter)