141: , I wish you peace and good luck

, I wish you peace and good luck

Two years ago, Gerai JiacuoKanBu's master died, and Gerai JiacuoKanBu became Bengpu Temple youngest JiacuoKanBu when he was 23 years old. JiacuoKanBu, this was a rather sacred monk's duty. He had a great responsibility at the same time. The day before the bed-sitting ceremony, he was meditating in his room, but his thoughts were constantly wavering. 1

He started to wonder if he was going to continue. He clearly knew that if he became a JiacuoKanBu, the chances of him and Gesammedo meeting and speaking would be less and less, so he hesitated.

How could a hesitant monk be a JiacuoKanBu?

Although he knew that his name wasn't real, but he did n' t dare to go against the wishes and hopes of so many people, Gerai JiacuoKanBu was helpless at this moment, and he only wanted to see her again.

No, there was no need to meet. Just talk. Listening to her voice, it was like when they were young. They were just making holes in each other's trees through the wall. At first, she was indeed complaining about her misfortune, but it slowly became mutual talk. She would also say something to her about how boring cultivation was.

He wanted to hear her voice. If Buddha was merciful, he would fulfill his wish.

Buddha seemed... He had indeed heard his request.

The voice that he wanted to hear came from outside the door. Gesammedo was right outside the door. He wanted to get out of bed and see her, but he remembered what he had said to Buddha. Right, he could only talk.

As a result, he sat cross-legged on the bed again, closed his eyes and calmly said:

"Yes... "You?"

Over the years, he could tell from the sound of footsteps that she was not wrong.

"It's me... "How do you know?"

How could she not tell her footsteps? After all these years, animals could remember the footsteps of different people, let alone people.

"I can tell."

"Oh, that's right. JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu really is amazing."

She seemed to be absent-minded, especially when he felt something from this compliment... Sadness? Even lamenting?

"The bed-sitting ceremony is tomorrow. I'm not JiacuoKanBu yet."

"Oh, is that so? What's the difference?" "Today or tomorrow, in the past or in the future, Gelai JiacuoKanBu are honorable and shouldn't have anything to do with us civilians."

"Meiduo, what's wrong?" He was a little anxious. He opened his eyes and clenched his hands on his crossed legs." Could it be because... Still angry that I didn't speak to you the first time I saw you? It was a solemn ceremony. Everyone was watching. How could I break the rules ……"

"No, it's not because of this. Of course I know that I ca n' t break the rules." Gesammedo interrupted him, but he didn't know what to say. She knew the solemn nature of the ceremony, so she wouldn't be so capricious because he suddenly brushed past her and ignored her. She was angry...

She didn't know what she was angry about or why she was angry. JiacuoKanBu Gelai was her friend. Her friend was about to become the most respected person in this area. She should be happy and should be here today to congratulate him. So what... Would he be angry?

"You've misunderstood. I' m not angry. I'm here to congratulate you."

"No, Meiduo, you're lying. You' ve never lied before. That's too obvious." Gelai JiacuoKanBu unceremoniously exposed her." I think you think that I've changed my identity time and time again. I' m trying to stay away from you, so you think we can't talk like we did when we were young, right?"

Gesammedo carefully thought about his words and realized that he was right. Not only did he say what he wanted to say, he also understood what he hadn't understood yet.

"Yes... "Probably." She nodded sadly. Her crimson scarf swayed slightly in the wind like a green mulberry flower swaying in the wind. She wanted to see him, but he didn't want to go out to see her." So, it's true. We can't do it like we did when we were young, right?"

Glai JiacuoKanBu was stunned. He suddenly felt the palpitation he felt when he first saw her with his own eyes, but this time, it seemed to be a little different. He understood the true meaning of this palpitation.

He quickly closed his eyes and made a hand gesture to form a seal. Then, he tried his best to recite the scriptures. In the end, he was able to barely hide his heart. Just like a kind and compassionate JiacuoKanBu he was about to become, he calmly and surely told his followers:

"Yes."

Yes, he couldn't. He could n' t talk anymore. He couldn't meet again.

Since that was the case, it was better not to meet him from the beginning.

Gesammedo laughed through the door. As expected, he didn't leave a single word. His footsteps were as fast as they came and he hurriedly left.

Gelai JiacuoKanBu finally couldn't hold back any longer. He could n' t even recite the scriptures with all his might. He ran to the door and opened it, but he only saw the crimson color that had turned the corner.

Leaning against the door, a tall figure in a yellow robe was bathed in the sunlight. It was an unspeakable divine majesty, but no matter how divine and dignified it was, so what? So what if he was respected? He would never see her again. She would never come to see him again. He would be loved by everyone, but he could no longer say a word to her.

Gesammedo, I'm sorry. I lost your Glai JiacuoKanBu. He's Bengpu Temple JiacuoKanBu. In order to express my apologies to you, from now on, every scripture he read in the Bengpu Temple and every scriptural scroll he rotated would have a wish for you.

I wish you peace, good luck, and happiness.

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If JiacuoKanBu Gerai didn't exist, then Gesammedo did n' t seem to have any need to exist. Since she had no father or mother, no one would remember her. Initially, there was at least Gerai JiacuoKanBu, but now, it really didn't have any meaning.

So the day Gesammedo held the bed-sitting ceremony JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu didn't exist. Who was she? She was an orphan. Fortunately, she was an orphan who could still maintain her faith in life.

Hence, from now on, she had become a San Mao. She wanted to become a person who had seen a lot of people like him. She wanted to try to see these faces. Even though they were ordinary, they were different. They truly represented life. After she had seen enough, perhaps she would understand his beliefs.

Finally, many years later, she understood from the face of life that she loved him not because she wanted to possess him, but because she loved his faith and the land under his feet. Because of his love, she loved this land even more. She wanted to make this land full of Gesang flowers and make this place auspicious and happy together with his scriptures. Moreover, she wanted him to see the Gesang flowers as soon as he opened the window.

He could always think of her.

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