Kuang Lu returned to the courtyard to prepare. She didn't expect that the Master Of Silence hadn't come yet. Instead, it was Xufeng from yesterday who came.
"Why have you come again?" Kuang Lu stood at the door, not wanting to let him in.
"Yesterday, this one's eagle injured Miss. After Xufeng went back, he couldn't feel at ease," Xufeng said with a smile, "And thinking that Miss is alone in the temple with no one to help, I couldn't feel at ease. So I came abruptly to see if there was anything I could do to help."
He handed the medicine bottle in his hand to her, saying, "This is the palace … the fu's best healing medicine. Please accept it, Kuang Lu guniang."
Kuang Lu took the medicine bottle, "I'll accept the medicine. The injury was just an accident. Gongzi doesn't need to take it to heart. "
As the two were talking, they saw a small monk hurriedly come from the front. He bowed to her and said, "Nu Shizhu, the abbot sent this little monk to inform you that something unexpected happened tonight and couldn't come. Tomorrow at this time, I'll come again to preach to Nu Shizhu."
"I know." Kuang Lu felt relieved.
It was great that she didn't have to listen to Buddhist scriptures.
Xufeng had only come to visit Kuang Lu. Now that he saw that she was safe, he was relieved.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw a red light flash by his wrist. The invisible light flowed from his wrist like a thin thread to Kuang Lu's wrist and disappeared without a trace.
For some reason, Xufeng didn't want to leave. He said, "This one rarely comes here. I heard that the Cold Mountain Temple is not only the number one temple in Shang Feng, but the scenery in the temple is even more pleasant. Would Kuang Lu guniang be willing to take this one for a stroll around here to see the scenery?"
Kuang Lu glanced at him and thought that since she had nothing else to do in the afternoon, she could not go to Run Yu's place. Besides, there were many monks in the temple, so she could not be alone with a man. So she nodded and said, "Actually, the furthest I have been to is the back of the mountain. Why don't we walk around together?"
"That's great." Xufeng was delighted. He raised his hand and said, "Please."
Just as the two left side by side, the red-clothed Immortal under the Moon appeared in the light. Looking at their backs, she said, "Fengwa, oh Fengwa, in the mortal world, there is no Queen of Heaven's interference. In addition, with the help of your uncle, the Old Man, if you still can't catch up with Little Dew Drop, the Old Man's efforts will be in vain."
Xu Feng and Kuang Lu said that they wanted to enjoy the scenery, but they didn't have any purpose. They just casually walked along the mountain path.
When they saw stairs, they climbed them. When they saw trees, they rested against them.
The two walked and stopped. After an hour, they reached an open space. Kuang Lu looked up at the cloudless blue sky and reached out to block the blazing sun. She said, "It's windy today, and the terrain is good. It's very suitable to fly a kite."
"Miss, do you want to fly a kite?" Xufeng asked.
"It's a pity that there is no kite." Kuang Lu looked back at him. "I'm afraid it's too late to make one now."
"That's easy." Xufeng put his finger to his lips and whistled loudly. An eagle's cry was heard. The eagle from the other day broke through the sky and flew over Kuang Lu's head to Xufeng.
Xufeng tore a piece of cloth from his robe and picked up a colored soft stone. He wrote a few words on it and tied it to the eagle's leg. He said to it, "Send it to Qin Tong."
The eagle flapped its wings and flew up into the sky, disappearing without a trace.
"Someone will send the kite you want in a moment." Xufeng said with a smile.
"You can raise an eagle and order someone to send a kite up the mountain." Kuang Lu looked him up and down. "You can freely enter and leave the Cold Mountain Temple. Who are you? "
"I'm Xufeng." He smiled. "I was born in a decent family. I'm not a bandit or a bandit."
"You know that's not what I mean." Kuang Lu said anxiously, "The Cold Mountain Temple is the first temple in Shangfeng. Although there are many pilgrims, not everyone can freely enter and leave the temple."
"Okay, okay." Xufeng patted her head. "I won't tease you anymore. Everything I said just now was true. I wasn't joking. "
Kuang Lu saw that he was unwilling to speak frankly, so she didn't pursue the matter.
A little while later, Xufeng's personal attendant, Qin Tong, came to deliver the kite. Kuang Lu didn't think too much about it and focused on flying the kite.
Although there was wind today, it was too strong.
Kuang Lu managed to fly the kite with Xufeng's help. The stronger wind in the air pulled the kite up into the sky. She almost couldn't hold on.
After the string was released a few more times, Kuang Lu saw that the kite was flying higher and higher, and the pulling force was getting stronger. She turned around and asked Xu Feng, "Will the string break if it flies so high?"
Xufeng was standing in the same place. He crossed his arms and watched Kuang Lu fly the kite. When he heard her question, he was just about to answer when a gust of wind blew. The kite string broke and the roller flew out of her hand. It brushed past her cheek and took off her veil.
Kuang Lu was startled and fell back. Xufeng caught her waist.
Xufeng looked down. He saw that the person in his arms had bright eyes, a small nose, and vermillion lips. She was like a rare flower blooming in spring. She was extremely beautiful.
Especially the small mole under her right eye. It was like a teardrop falling down. It made her look even more charming.
In the light not far away, the immortal under the moon nodded with satisfaction. "En, it's best to look at her appearance to develop a pure relationship."
Kuang Lu hurriedly got up. She pushed away Xufeng's hand on her waist and said, "Many, many thanks …"
With his hand suddenly empty, Xufeng couldn't ignore the disappointment in his heart. He couldn't help but feel puzzled.
There were many beauties in Shangfeng. He hadn't seen a hundred, but he had seen at least seventy.
Even if Kuang Lu was called the "number one beauty", he shouldn't feel this way because of her small actions.
It really was puzzling.
"It seems the wind is too strong. The kite can't fly high." Xufeng coughed and changed the topic. He wanted to break the awkward atmosphere.
"En." Kuang Lu clenched her hands. The pain from the kite string breaking was still very clear. "I've been out for a long time. It's time to go back. Does Young Master Xufeng live in the temple? "
She had seen him for two or three days in a row. His residence shouldn't be far from here.
"Although he doesn't live in the temple, it's not far from here." Xufeng said, "My older brother lives in this temple. I've only come to see him these past few days. I'll be leaving soon. "
Kuang Lu nodded. She wanted to say a few polite words, but after thinking about it, she chose to remain silent.
"Does Miss Kuang Lu live in Feng Jing?" Xufeng deliberately asked her. "This humble one lives on Zhuque Street in the south of Feng Jing. If fate allows, I hope to meet you in Feng Jing."
Logically speaking, Kuang Lu shouldn't be so open about her family background to a man she had only met twice. But as soon as she saw Xufeng, she felt that he was trustworthy. Although her joy was different from when she saw Run Yu, if fate allowed, she was still very willing to make friends with this person.
"That's a coincidence. I also live in Feng Jing, but on Xuanwu Street in the north of the city." Kuang Lu said, "I hope we can meet again after we return to the capital."
Xufeng smiled. But in his heart, he said, "We will definitely meet again."
Kuang Lu didn't know whether or not Xufeng had left.
But it was true that he hadn't come to see her for several days.
Kuang Lu also went to Run Yu's place every day to play chess and drink tea with him.
She was very curious about Run Yu's identity. How could such an outstanding gentleman live in the back mountain of the Cold Mountain Temple?
Once she tried to ask, but Run Yu lightly brushed it off. He didn't seem to want to talk about his identity.
Kuang Lu understood his refusal, so she didn't ask any more questions.
During the day, she played chess with Run Yu, drank tea, and talked about life. In the afternoon, the Master Of Silence would come to explain Buddhist scriptures to her.
Although Kuang Lu was smart, she couldn't understand it immediately.
Furthermore, the more Buddhist scriptures he spoke, the more profound they became. Furthermore, every time Ji Kong spoke, he would mix in all sorts of profound words. She could only listen with a head full of confusion, unable to understand what he meant.
"Living in this world is like living in thorns. If the heart doesn't move, the person won't move. If the heart doesn't move, the person won't be hurt. If the heart is moved, the person will move. The body will be hurt and the bones will be hurt. Thus, the person will experience all kinds of pain in the world."
The Master Of Silence slowly finished, paused for a moment, and looked at Kuang Lu.
Kuang Lu looked troubled. "It's Kuang Lu who neglected the Buddhist scriptures and insulted Buddha. These days, Master has been teaching me every day. Unfortunately, Kuang Lu is slow-witted and can't fully understand Master's deep meaning. I hope Master won't blame me. "
The Master Of Silence put his hands together and sighed. "Amitabha." He said, "Last night, I observed the stars. The North Star moved, Seven Kills and Army Destroyer gathered towards it. The three stars gathered and were close at hand. When one star moved, all of them moved. The North Star fell, and Seven Kills injured themselves. I'm afraid a calamity is near and irreversible. "
"Master, are you talking about Kuang Lu's calamity?" Kuang Lu asked.
"Yes."
"The North Star is me?" Kuang Lu guessed.
Silent Space nodded.
"Then, who's Seven Kills and Army Destroyer?" Kuang Lu asked.
"The mysteries of heaven cannot be revealed." Silent Space said helplessly. "The rise and fall of fate are determined by the heavens, not by humans. This monk can only advise benefactor to let go of your obsession and jump out of the cycle of reincarnation. "
"Let go of my obsession?" Kuang Lu thought hard for a moment, but was still confused. "Master, Kuang Lu doesn't have any obsession, how can I let go?"
"The so-called obsession," Silent Space said, "is your heart of gain and loss, your heart of perseverance, and your heart of desire that you can't get."
Kuang Lu shook her head. "Kuang Lu doesn't understand."
"Fine." Silent Space sighed. "This is all I have to say. Benefactor's calamity is near. This calamity isn't something anyone can overcome. Even if you stay in the temple, you won't be able to help. Benefactor, leave the mountain in a few days! "
Hearing that he wanted her to leave the mountain, Kuang Lu didn't think much of it, and only asked: "Master, can you tell me what calamity it is?"
Silent Space had already stood up, but after hearing her question, he said slowly after a moment of silence: "… Three Lives Marriage Calamity."
"Three Lives Marriage Calamity?" Run Yu poured the tea into the Gu and handed it to her: "The Master Of Silence is a senior monk, his deductions can't be wrong."
"Of course I'm not suspecting that The Master Of Silence is wrong." Kuang Lu held her chin and said: "But this calamity … Three Lives Marriage Calamity? Do I have three lives? I wonder if this is my first, second, or third life? "
Run Yu smiled and shook his head, "You thought for an entire night, and this is all you can think of?"
After the veil flew away last time, Kuang Lu didn't cover her face with a veil anymore.
When he saw Run Yu for the first time, he was surprised, and laughed: "No wonder you cover your face with a veil, but now I understand."
Kuang Lu knew he was praising her in a roundabout way, and was happy.
"Since it's a calamity, even The Master Of Silence can't do anything, what can I do?" Kuang Lu sighed, "But when the people from the residence come to pick me up, I'll have to leave the mountain, and I won't be able to see you again, Run Yu."
"We'll meet again if we're fated." Run Yu smiled.
"That sounds half-hearted." Kuang Lu was slightly dissatisfied.
Was she the only one worried about not being able to see him again?
Seeing that there was some dust on her face, Run Yu pointed at her cheek and motioned for her to wipe it off.
Kuang Lu wiped in the direction he pointed at for a long time, but couldn't find the right place. Run Yu was helpless, and could only take a handkerchief, reach across the table, and gently wipe the dust on her face.
Kuang Lu's heart instantly raced. When she raised her eyes to look at Runyu, she met his gaze that was as gentle as water. Those ink-black eyes were focused on her, as if she was the only person in the world.
"Run Yu," Kuang Lu blurted out: "Will we meet again?"
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