At any rate, she stopped a cry. He Ran was quite satisfied. She turned and left. Although it was just a few childish words, she already knew what was going on. These two children were taken to Mount Wutai by their biological mother and abandoned. Wutai Mountain is the dojo of Manjusri Bodhisattva. It is a mountainous place with a vast territory. There are at most more than 300 monasteries and temples. Monks do good deeds and are compassionate. If they abandon their children here, they will not only survive, but also be adopted by kind-hearted people if they are lucky. , even if no one adopts him, he can stay in the temple and grow up, just like Baide, who was abandoned in front of the mountain gate. He Ran didn't talk to the two children anymore. Huaishou Temple was a nunnery and the two girls were still young. In these troubled times, living in a temple was not a bad thing. The next day, He Ran got up early and walked to Jinghua Temple again. This time, instead of buying apples as a gift, she picked a large bouquet of wild flowers on the roadside. This should be very sincere, at least more sincere than Uncle Liu Huang. Neither official nor unofficial history mentioned that Uncle Liu sent flowers to Zhuge Kongming. Wild flowers are also flowers. As long as they are not wilted, they are flowers.
So He Ran came to Jinghua Temple with a handful of dewy flowers. Feng Xueying and Bai De were practicing Wuqinxi in front of the Main Hall, with their backs to Tathagata and Skanda. Seeing He Ran, Bai De ran over happily. He liked the female donor very much. On the night when the female donor came for the first time, he found a fifty-tael silver note in the merit box. Two. There are no big-money pilgrims in Jinghua Temple. The merit box is full of copper coins, and there are very few silver coins. This is the first time he has seen a banknote. When he showed it to Feng Xieying, he realized that it was also money, and it was money. Lots and lots of money. He Ran waved the wild flower in her hand towards Feng Xieying, and then handed it to Bai De. Bai De felt as if he had found a treasure and quickly offered it to the Buddha. Feng Xieying's eyes fell on He Ran's skirt. The corners of the skirt were wet with dew. The deep and shallow blue was like the distant mountains and waters carefully outlined with a brush. He clasped his hands together, and He Ran returned the gift. He looked around and saw that the bricks and tiles on the courtyard walls were old and new. The broken walls that remained after the fire were repaired with new green bricks. It was rainy and snowy in Mount Wutai, and the walls were covered with moss. It merges with the old stool into a piece of moss. "I watched the sky at night. It will rain in the afternoon tomorrow. Although there is no rain in the morning, there will be dew, which is easy to slip. Therefore, it is best to go down the mountain after three poles in the sun." He Ran said. "Oh." Feng Xieying was noncommittal. There is no objection, does that mean I agree with her statement? He Ran was very cheeky: "Tomorrow when I'm about to go up three poles, I'll pick you up and take Mr. down the mountain, okay?" "Okay." Feng Xueying still only said one word. He Ran grinned, revealing a bright smile with eight teeth: "Then let's see you tomorrow?" "Okay." It was still one word, but this time, He Ran also saw a smile on Feng Xueying's face, a smile of relief. He Ran didn't stay long. She left Jinghua Temple before Feng Xueying kicked out the guests. However, she did not go back to Huaishou Temple directly, but walked around nearby. At this time, it started to rain. He Ran didn't bring an umbrella. It was raining lightly at first, and she didn't care. But the rain got heavier and heavier. When He Ran raised her head, there was a temple in front of her. She quickly trotted into the temple to take shelter. rain. After entering the temple, she discovered that it was also a nunnery, but it was much smaller than Huaishou Temple. A nun saw her and said, "It's rainy and cold, please come in and have a bowl of hot tea." He Ran thanked her and said she would leave as soon as the rain stopped, so there was no need to bother. Xiaoni didn't say anything more. After saluting He Ran, he went to do his own thing. He Ran bowed to the Maitreya Buddha statue in front of him and put a handful of copper coins in the merit box to thank him for using the land to shelter from the rain.
At this moment, she suddenly heard the cry of a woman. The cry came from inside the temple. The cry was not loud. It can only be heard by those who practice martial arts with extraordinary hearing. In addition to the cry, there was also a woman talking. The voice seemed to be persuading. He Ran didn't mind her own business and turned around to look at the rain outside the palace. At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps behind her, the sound of shoes dragging on the ground. She turned around and saw a woman stumblingly putting on her clothes. Pass the Wei Tuo Hall and come this way. The nun who just followed the woman was still saying, "Donor, it's raining outside. If you go out like this, you will catch a cold." He Ran looked curiously at the woman walking over. The woman was running around like a headless fly. At this moment, she suddenly found someone in front of her. She paused and met He Ran's probing gaze. The woman yelled and quickly lowered her head, but in just this moment, He Ran recognized her. Tang Yu! "Miss Tang, why is it you?" Tang Yu is Dong Gua’s sister and is a good cook. Da Pang said that her sister and brother had gone to join Zhou Cang Yue. Why was she alone in Mount Wutai?
Tang Yu avoided He Ran's gaze, turned around and walked back: "I'm not. You recognized the wrong person." He Ran would not admit her mistake. She had a deep impression on Tang Yu, and the impression was very good. The Tang Yu siblings were expelled from Zhoujiabao because they had a close relationship with them. He Ran wanted to put them in a good place when she went to Zhoujiabao last time, but when she arrived, they had already left. "Tang Yu, wait a minute, where is Winter Melon? Are you in trouble? Maybe I can help you." He Ran kept walking and followed Tang Yu and said loudly. Tang Yu paused in his steps and turned around slowly. His pretty face, which was originally full of youth, now looked haggard. If He Ran didn't have a deep memory of her, he might not be able to recognize her. "Are you the young man who had dinner at my house?" she asked tentatively. He Ran said silently, well, it turned out that Tang Yu didn't recognize her just now. He just heard someone calling her name and instinctively wanted to escape. Something happened to this girl, to the point where she wanted to remain anonymous. "Yes, it's me. My surname is He. I'm a woman. I was disguised as a man in Zhoujiapu." He Ran admitted generously. "Who are you with?" Tang Yu asked again. He Ran was startled at first, and then guessed who the "those people" Tang Yu mentioned were Liu Xia and the others. "Yes, they are my followers." He Ran said. Tang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Those people who helped Zhou Xiushan redress his grievances were heroes and good people, so this Miss He must also be a good person. Seeing that Tang Yu calmed down, He Ran looked at Xiao Ni who was following behind: "Little master, can you lend me a place to talk to this girl?" Xiaoni said: "Okay, the two donors please come with me." The mountain rain was cold and cold. Seeing that Tang Yu's clothes were thin, He Ran took off his cloak and put it on her body: "Let's go." Xiao Ni led them into a dormitory. He Ran saw an unfolded quilt on the earthen bed and knew that Tang Yu was in this room just now.