Be careful, there are fat girls

Chapter 201 Mu Qingsi Extra Story

She admits that she did it on her own, but this is the path she chose, and she admits it.

The years in the mountains were very hard, and I was used to rich clothes and fine food, the days when I opened my mouth when I came to eat, and stretched out my hands when I came to clothes. Suddenly, everything was beaten back to its original shape.

In a deserted Zen room, there is nothing superfluous except for a cold bed.

He took off the soft silk silk and satin, and put on a black robe of coarse cloth.

There are no sweet and smooth tea snacks, only thick steamed buns, porridge and side dishes.

Not without resentment, not without heartbreak.

But she acted as atonement for herself.

Eating an extra bite of vegetables and wearing ordinary clothes is a redemption.

Her sins are too many to count, and she dreams back at midnight, and she can be awakened every time she has a dream.

What was the first wrong thing you did?
Did you deliberately push your sister into the icy lake?

For a man who was madly in love at the time, he pushed his own sister into the lake.

What about the second time?

Was it to poison Aunt Liu to death for favor?
Since then, she has never been able to stop.How many wrong and evil things have you done in that big mansion?
Her hands couldn't be washed clean.

She is still alive, she is really lucky.

Whenever she can't sleep late at night, she will slowly recall this life.

She is only in her early 20s, and her life has almost come to an end.

Although he is still alive, it will always be like this in the days to come.

Although life is still dead.

In her life, there were only two men who really moved her heart, one was Chunyu Fengzhan, when she was young, her favorite thing to do was to softly call his name: Ming Yi.

She felt that those were the most beautiful words in the world.

Mingyi, Mingyi, Mingyi
When she couldn't sleep, she called out the word over and over again, as if he was by her side.

Unfortunately, he still married his sister.

When she exhausted all means to come to him, chased away her sister, and became his wife, she discovered that everything was just her imagination.

How sincere this man is to her, I'm afraid even he doesn't know it?

Or, is he just like those concubines of his, who come and go when they are called?
There is nothing greater than heartbreak, even if you have a daughter with him, so what?However, it's just a daughter.

I was tempted again, but after many years, I was actually tempted by a monk.

In all fairness, did she really just fall in love with his eyebrows?

Beside her, there are countless beautiful men coming and going, besides Ming Yi, which of Chunyu Yunxin, Ling Weiyang, Su Zhaoxiu is not handsome and beautiful?
Perhaps what attracted her to him was the peace in his eyebrows and eyes!

She likes his peaceful demeanor, looking at him, she will feel that her restless heart can calm down for no reason.

She needs someone else to save her, and he is here to save her.

It's just that she didn't expect that he would be so decisive!
He would rather be disfigured than be approached by his tenderness.

He destroyed his kind and holy face like a Buddha, and the Buddha in her heart collapsed.

Every time she thinks of him, she wants to cry.

But after hiding his face for a long time, he couldn't shed another tear.

She couldn't cry anymore.

There are only eight nuns, big and small, in Fanxin nunnery. The abbot is old, his eyes are dim, and he doesn't care about world affairs.All matters were handed over to another middle-aged nun named Huan Jingzhen.

Jingzhen is old-fashioned and doesn't like to talk. The other nuns in the nunnery have also been here for many years. The quiet years have squeezed their tempers to death. Apart from doing daily cleaning and homework, almost no one said a word at the end of the day. talk.

No one knew that she used to be a princess, a princess of Jinrui who was under one person and above ten thousand people in the Jin Dynasty.

Here, she is just an extremely ordinary little nun, meditating.

She thought, she should really be quiet.

The nunnery is very poor. Originally, the nunnery is not as prosperous as the temple. It is quiet here, and it is indeed a good place for spiritual practice.

When she was bored on weekdays, Mu Qingsi would take a few scriptures to read. After reading a lot, she seemed to have realized something, and her heart gradually calmed down, and the hostility and resentment in her heart were also resolved a lot.

She thought that it would be great to live her life like this.

The water in the temple is inconvenient. Every day, everyone has to go to a well five miles away to fetch water.

At the beginning, she was extremely uncomfortable. After moving back, she had no energy all over her body, and her feet were covered with blisters.The fingers will also be worn out.

But if you don’t fetch water, you won’t have water to eat.

Although the senior sisters in the nunnery will not make things difficult for her, if they are always delicate, they will not give her a very good look.

She kept reminding herself that she was no longer a princess.She is just a little nun named Jingxin.

Even if you are not used to it, you have to get used to it, because this path was chosen by herself.

After half a year, fetching water again is already a breeze.Except that the speed is not very fast, at least one trip back and forth will not wet my clothes or shoes.

Although poor, but the mood is never before the tranquility and peace.

The weather is getting colder day by day, with heavy snow.

In such a cold winter, she still had to go five miles to fetch water.

The ice on the edge of the well was frozen solid, and the surroundings of the well were covered with ice and snow.She carefully controlled her body, walked to the well, lowered the rope, and hoisted the bucket down.

Fortunately, the water in the well did not freeze. She carefully pulled the rope and pulled the bucket out of the well mouth bit by bit.

Just as he was about to reach out to lift the bucket, his foot slipped and he fell hard onto the ice.

She let out a scream, her palms were in burning pain, and her knees were in excruciating pain.

Almost half of the fresh water was spilled on the body, and the cold wind was blowing, so cold to the bone.

With a sore nose, I suddenly couldn't help but want to cry.

She squatted on the ground, surrounded by a vast expanse of white snow, and there was no one there.

She suddenly thought, why did she come here?Even if she wants to become a monk and practice, if she begs Huang Jie well, she can become a monk in the palace. Why did she come here?
She suddenly missed her daughter very much, and wondered if her daughter was okay?Will you cry and look for her?

She also misses her sister Qingxi very much, really, really, really misses...
Her body was getting colder and her legs became numb. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to stand up. If she didn't leave, she would freeze to death here.

Carefully steadying his body, he put down the bucket again, and carefully brought up a bucket of water. This time, not a single drop of water spilled out.

He carried another bucket of water, loaded the pole, and walked back quickly.

There is a vast expanse of whiteness in front of my eyes, and I can hardly distinguish between heaven and earth.

His body was so cold, his toes were already numb, and his wet body was covered with ice scum.

Five miles away, how would she go to go back?
After walking less than half the distance, she was already out of breath.

The snow was knee-deep, and it was difficult to take a step.

The cold wind blows on the face, the pain is piercing, and the eyes can hardly be opened.

Panting heavily, she suddenly gave up on herself.

If he really froze to death here, wouldn't that be the end of it all?

He bit his numb lips hard and continued walking.

In the end, I was still so tired that my eyes were dim, and I couldn't go any further.

The heavy snow was gradually getting lighter, and there were trees on the side of the road to block the snow, she thought, she would only rest for a while, only for a while.

Sitting down against the tree, I can no longer feel the cold, and my eyelids are so sleepy that I can hardly open them.

She really wants to sleep for a while, just sleep for a while.

She fell into the boundless darkness, where there was never pain, no sorrow.

When I woke up again, I didn't know the time, but I only felt a faint scent of sandalwood around me, which smelled very good.

She opened her eyes and found herself lying on a bed.

The furnishings in the room were very simple and familiar. She was stunned for a long time before realizing that this was also a meditation room.

Could it be that he was rescued by the senior sisters who came to fetch water later?
However, since he brought himself back, why not send him back to his meditation room?

She sat up slowly, her forehead throbbing with pain.While he was in a daze, someone suddenly pushed the door and came in. In a trance, the familiar face that lingered in his midnight dream unexpectedly appeared in front of him.

It is still the benevolent face, overlooking the world benevolently, just like a Buddha.

She said nah, "Cheng Yan?"

If you ignore the hideous scars on his face, it is really the Buddha in her mind, Cheng Yan.

Seeing her waking up, Cheng Yan said calmly and calmly, "The poor monk happened to be passing by and saw the teacher unconscious beside the tree, so he brought the teacher back."

He seemed to no longer recognize her, as if those things had never happened.

She trembled her lips, wanting to ask him if he is doing well these days?Does he still hate himself?Why don't you ask yourself why you're dressed up and unconscious under a tree?

In the end, he just let out a low, inaudible sigh and swallowed it silently.

After all, she and him are passers-by.

She lowered her eyes and whispered, "Thank you."

The wind and snow had stopped outside, she insisted on leaving, but he didn't stop her.

After going out the door, she looked back and saw three characters written on the plaque: Fahua Temple.

All around is white, I don't know the direction.

Cheng Yan seemed to know what she was thinking, pointed to the left and said: "Two miles to the left is Fanxin Nunnery."

She nodded blankly, looked over there, and sure enough, she could see the pointed roof of Fanxin Nunnery two miles down the mountain.

She suddenly asked: "Is the master practicing here?"

Cheng Yan nodded calmly and said, "Yes."

She nodded, said nothing more, turned her head and left.

It turned out that she was only two miles away from him, was it because of reason or fate?
She didn't ask why she didn't speak, and he knew that he was in Fanxin Nunnery.

She would rather lie to herself than not know the answer.

For many years to come, when she was at a loss in her heart, she would always walk out of the nunnery and look at the top of the mountain. She thought, maybe he would look down the mountain like this. I wonder if he could see her?

When Xueer was ten years old, she went out of the palace to see her privately once. She was slim and had grown into a little beauty. She cried and begged Mu Qingsi to go back with her. come again.

The child is safe and happy, which is her greatest comfort. It can be seen that her sister has taken good care of her.

Xue Er came out of the court at the age of 16, and came again the day before she got married. At that time, she had already grown into a beautiful woman like jade, Ping Ping Ting Ting.

She smiled and stroked Xue'er's head lightly, "Go, don't come again."

Looking at her daughter's reluctant back, she looked up at the temple cornices that were faintly visible on the mountain.

She hasn't seen him again for ten years, but she knows that he has been practicing there all the time, and maybe at a certain time, he will look down the mountain and look down at her like this.

That's good.

Three years later, Mu Qingsi died of illness and went to Fanxin Nunnery.

On that day, in the Fahua Temple on the top of the mountain, there was a person who chanted the mantra of passing away and stayed up all night.

(End of this chapter)