Chapter 67 The Sixty-sixth Chapter: Cheng Zhu is confident that he will convert to Buddhism and Zen in the secluded place surrounded by snow

But Zhang Minsheng was very sad when he met Jiang Shuying, and he walked and wondered all the way.I thought, that man must be Hong Muxiu.At this time, the two of them felt happy both mentally and materially, and they were naturally comfortable.Let me look at you with cold eyes!I will ignore you now.Zhang Minsheng sat in the car thinking, the car has arrived at the north gate of the market.Suddenly I thought, why don't I also go to the market and see what she is doing there.Thinking of this, he immediately stopped the car, paid the car, and went in by himself.I went around the market first, but didn't come across it.Turning around and walking back again, I saw the two of them shopping in a foreign goods store.Hong Muxiu asked Jiang Shuying with a low voice and a smile, whether he wanted this or that.At the entrance of the foreign goods store, there was a stall selling paper and pens. Zhang Minsheng was looking into the foreign goods store while buying pens.Jiang Shuying didn't look out at first, nor did she see Zhang Minsheng.Later, when he got up to go out, he saw Zhang Minsheng standing at the door, looking at each other, his face flushed immediately, and he couldn't help himself, jumping up and down.He didn't know Zhang Minsheng in Hong Moxiu, and naturally he didn't think there was anything special about Jiang Shuying.He took her arm and said, "Let's go, let's eat noodles." Jiang Shuying couldn't refuse his support, and she was too embarrassed to greet Zhang Minsheng, so she had to retreat behind Hong Muxiu, with her head bowed, and walked with Zhang Minsheng walked past him.The pen seller asked: "Sir, do you want a pen or not?" Zhang Minsheng just stared at this pair of winged shadows, paid a sum of money, and followed.Seeing them entering a small shop, he followed them in.Hearing the two of them talking in one room, they sat down in the next room.I only heard Jiang Shuying say: "I was really shocked just now, I met that person." Hong Moxiu said: "Is that the one named Zhang? Where did you see him, why are you silent?"

Jiang Shuying said: "It's at the door of the foreign goods store. That man is standing by the stall wearing a torn suit and looking like a fool. That's him. You're helping me, how can I keep quiet?" Hong Muxiu laughed: "You Didn’t you say that he is very knowledgeable before? Now he is also said to be a fool.” Jiang Shuying said: “It’s not that he’s stupid, but he’s a nerd when he reads books and doesn’t have a lively spirit.” Zhang Minsheng listened Seeing this kind of criticism, I feel at ease.I originally planned to meet Jiang Shuying face to face and question her a few words.Now that I think about it, even if I question her a few words, she may not think it unreasonable.From this point of view, no one in the world can be trusted except oneself.After eating a bowl of noodles indiscriminately, I didn't listen any more. I settled the account, and walked back to the dormitory alone.The weather was cold, and the alcohol was not gone, so I fell asleep after opening the quilt.The next day, I sat bored in the boarding dormitory for a long time, lazy to go to class, and lazy to meet friends. I took a copy of Byron's poems and sat by the fire to read them. After reading a few pages, I became bored.Suddenly I thought, I had an appointment with Yuan Weidao yesterday, and I was going to visit his father and son, why don't I go and talk to him.He is very happy, asking for some martial arts, can also clear up the accumulated questions in his chest.So he immediately put on his overcoat and went to Yuan Weidao's house.

Because Yuan Jingwu is a technical teacher, and there is a small living room in his home, the footman led him into the small living room.In the middle is a mahogany kang, on which hangs a clump of black bamboo painted by General Xinwu himself.Next to it is a couplet written by Peng Gangzhi, "You can't be subdued by force, and you can't be subdued by force, and you can be close to benevolence by doing your best."On the left wall hangs a painting of a tiger painted by the former president, accompanied by an old couplet, which is "Uncle Yang with light fur, Lun towel, feather fan, Marquis of Wuxiang".The four story paintings on the right wall are about the progress of the bridge.Facing each other, there are eight chairs in a row.There are also some antiques displayed on the kang table and square table, but there are two special ones.One is an ancient sword, and the other is a colorful tiger made of porcelain.Zhang Minsheng took a look, there was something interesting in this room, he knew at a glance that Yuan and his son, although they are warriors, they are very understanding.Not long after, a boy in his twenties walked in, wearing a hunting suit, with dark skin, a burly body and full of energy.He stepped into the door, stared at Zhang Minsheng, and then said with a smile: "Your brother, did you come to meet my father?" Zhang Minsheng said, "Your Excellency is Mr. Jingwu?" My father said yesterday that there is a Mr. Zhang here today, I think it is Mr. Zhang." Zhang Minsheng said: "My brother's surname is Zhang, is the old man at home?"

Yuan Jingwu said: "In the Buddhist hall, you can lead Mr. Zhang." So he led the way, turned a few turns, and entered a small courtyard. The three main rooms above the courtyard are all opened up. In the middle hangs a big statue of the Tathagata in meditation, and on the bottom of the piano platform, there are only an ancient inkstone tripod, a disk of incense rafters, a big wooden fish, and There are no such things as incense sticks and paper candles.Around the house, there are shelves of scriptures and small bonsai of louvered plum blossoms.Not only are there no antique furnishings, there are no tables and chairs.The ground floor is clean and dust-free, with five high and low futons lined up in a row.Yuan Weidao and an old monk with pale hair were sitting opposite each other on the futon.The old monk was reciting a handful of Buddhist beads, pinching them one by one with his fingers, his eyes seemed to be closed, and he was talking to Yuan Weidao with a half-smile on his face.As soon as Zhang Minsheng entered, the two of them stood up, and Yuan Weidao introduced to them, that was Mr. Zhang, and this was Abbot Qingshui.Seeing the old monk's kind face, Zhang Minsheng bowed to him.Qing Shui put his palms together and said with a smile: "We are destined, please sit down." Yuan Jingwu withdrew, and the three of them sat down on the futon.Zhang Minsheng talked with Yuan Weidao for a few words, but the monk held the beads in his hand and remained silent.

Yuan Weidao said: "Yesterday I saw you in the hotel. You were restless and drinking desperately. I expected you to be mentally unnatural. Today you have changed again. It seems that you have something on your mind and you really want to put it away. It's like I can't leave it. While listening to your words, I kept thinking about things on my mind, and often lost the last ten days. You must be very confused. "Qing Shui said with a smile:" Why bother with other people's concerns? "Yuan Weidao said:" I understand, so I can help him. "Qing Shui shook his head and smiled, "You can't help with this matter. "Yuan Wei said:" Why can't you help? "Qing Shui said with a smile," what should be done when raw rice is cooked? "Yuan Weidao clearly knew that it was a clever sentence, and he could practice Zen, but he was a bold person. How could he do this, but he was silent. Zhang Minsheng originally liked to study philosophy, and he had read some Buddhist books. At this time, he heard Qing Shui's words, and suddenly Dawu. Then he said: "Cook raw rice into cooked rice, and eat it. "Qing Shui laughed loudly, stood up, patted Zhang Minsheng on the shoulder and said: "You are destined. "After speaking, he lifted the door curtain and left with a smile. Zhang Minsheng stayed there for a long time, then asked Yuan Weidao, "Which temple is this old monk in?" "Yuan Weidao said:" He is a virtuous monk, and he has no connection with those monks who run monk shops in Beijing.He now lives in a small temple at the back door, and only a rough monk cooks for him.He was invited to many temples, but he refused to go.According to him, he will go to Mount Wutai after a slight delay of one or two months in Beijing.I have always disliked old monks, because they are all bastards, but this old monk is really a clean person. Since I met him, I have admired him very much, and I have gradually believed in Buddhism. "Zhang Minsheng listened to Yuan Weidao's words, he was silent for a while, and said: "The old man's words are right, this monk is a capable monk, if you talk to him a few more words, you need to be wise. "

Zhang Minsheng talked for a while, and then came back to the dormitory.After sitting alone for a while, he suddenly smiled, quickly opened the drawer, took out the envelope, and wrote three letters. Of the three letters, one was addressed to the principal, saying that he was going to a distant place and petitioned to drop out of school.One is to say goodbye to all the classmates, saying that I am going to a quiet place to study philosophy, and I am afraid that it will not be easy to see each other in the future.One was written to his uncle, saying that he had seen through the world and was going to become a monk, so there was no need to look for it at home.After Zhang Minsheng sent the letter, he kept looking for Abbot Qingshui.Qing Shui was holding a scripture and was sitting cross-legged on the futon, not paying attention to the outside, Zhang Minsheng stepped forward, respectfully, bent his knees, and knelt down in front of Qing Shui.Qing Shui raised his head and said with a smile: "Aren't you the Mr. Zhang who met at Yuan's house? What are you doing here? You dare not honor this old monk." He stood up while talking.Zhang Minsheng said: "Master once said that he has a predestined relationship with me, and I came here to form a relationship. I hope that Master will be merciful and accept me as a disciple." Qing Shui said: "What? You want to be a monk? There is no joy in being a monk." Zhang Minsheng said Minsheng said: "There is nothing to be happy, that is real happiness." Qing Shui said with a smile: "Okay, I will keep it. In our kitchen, your elder brother is cooking, you help him cook." Zhang Minsheng Xinnuo, let's cook.From this day on, be happy and be his monk.But his classmates, who received his letter, saw that he was missing, and those who knew the story of the broken love all suspected that he had committed suicide.

Apart from a few fellow villagers, Zhang Minsheng thinks Wu Bibo is his best friend.His farewell letter was for Wu Bibo to pass on to his classmates.Wu Bibo read it and felt very sad. He searched openly in his bookshelf and box with a few classmates several times, but found no clues to find him.Another day later, I came to pack things for him. In a letter box, I found an envelope that said Mingde Girls' School was received by Ms. Jiang Shuying. Is Yang Xingyuan a girlfriend?Why don't you ask Yang Xingyuan to inquire, there must be some clues, you can understand.Thinking about it this way, I made a phone call and asked him to wait at home.Seeing Yang Xingyuan, he told Zhang Minsheng about his disappearance.Yang Xingyuan said: "Why don't you know anything about this?

Haven't you heard the news about a female student jumping off a building? "Wu Bibo said:" I seem to have heard it once, but I didn't expect it to be related to Zhang Minsheng. "Yang Xingyuan said:" This Ms. Jiang has already married another person.Even that Zhang Jun dropped out of school, she might not know.Moreover, Zhang Jun is a broken-hearted person. He wants to run away. If he tells Ms. Jiang the place where he left, it is obvious that Ms. Jiang is going to bring him back, and it will be even more boring.If he didn't leave, it was fine. If he wanted to leave, he would never say a word to Ms. Jiang.Where should I go to inquire about Zhang Jun's whereabouts? I really asked Yu Blind. "

Wu Bibo said: "Your words are very reasonable. Is there no way to find out about this person's whereabouts?" Yang Xingyuan laughed and said, "Why not? Now let me try to be Sherlock Holmes, maybe I can find out .Would you like to be my Watson?" Wu Bibo said: "I can follow you to investigate. Let me see how you investigate?" Yang Xingyuan said: "You go back today. Tomorrow at twelve o'clock, you can wait for me in Mr. Zhang's dormitory. I'll go to his room to check first. You must have checked the things in his room once." , I hope you don’t read any more, let me talk about it when I get there.” Wu Bibo smiled and said, “If you say you are Sherlock Holmes, you are really putting on the airs of a great detective.” Yang Xingyuan said: “Don’t worry about it, just try it.” Wu Bibo Bibo nodded and left with a smile.

That day Yang Xingyuan called Shi Kelian, briefly told about Zhang Minsheng's disappearance, and asked how many days Zhang Minsheng hadn't come.According to Shi Kelian, according to the number of days, Zhang Minsheng did not see him in the first three days of his disappearance. Yang Xingyuan remembered it, and the next day, which was a week, went to Zhang Minsheng's boarding house according to the time, and Wu Bibo was really waiting here.Yang Xingyuan checked Zhang Minsheng's suitcase and desk once, and there was nothing unusual about it.Later, I found a pocket diary in a drawer, and Yang Xingyuan snatched it quickly, and smiled at Wu Bibo, "Haha! Here is the clue." But after looking through it, I remembered it until three days before his disappearance. , there will be no future.Empty rejoicing, no shadow at all.Yang Xingyuan handed the diary to Wu Bibo and said: "There are probably a lot of love in it, I don't want to read it, you can keep it for him." Looking through the drawer again, they are all irrelevant manuscripts In the corner of the drawer, there are a few business cards, and a stamp book, the correspondence address of a friend in Shanghai, which probably fell out together in the diary.Yang Xingyuan held it in his hand and looked at it.Wu Bibo said: "How is it? Do you think the note of the communication address is the key?" Yang Xingyuan said: "This may be one of the keys, but I can't say for sure. It's just that the business cards here are brand new and all It must be a new one in the diary. Look at the names on this business card, do you know any of them?"

Wu Bibo took it over and took a look. There were four business cards in total, two of which he recognized and two of which he didn't.Said: "The two of them are his fellow countrymen. They must not know where he is. If he knew, he would have already said it. These two are one surnamed He and the other surnamed Yuan. I don't know them. Maybe they belong to him." A friend." Yang Xingyuan said: "A few days before Tai's departure, it is worth noting that he was in contact with a friend. Let's inquire about this friend, and there may be some clues." As he spoke, he checked the odds and ends.Looking up, he saw a fedora hat hanging on the hat rack, and from a distance, there was a small red note clipped on the belt of the hat.I quickly went to take it down and took a look, but it was a tram ticket. The name of the station recorded on the tram ticket was a station in the depths of flowers, and a line was drawn with a red pencil, indicating that I should get on the train there.Yang Xingyuan said: "It's a long way from here to Northwest City, what is he doing there?" Wu Bibo said: "I don't know which month the tram ticket is for, what does it matter?" Yang Xingyuan said: "If For a long time, it won’t be still on the hat. It’s just that the exposed half of the hat and the half hidden in the hatband should be two different colors. Looking at the color now, it’s the same color, so it must not have been a long time Let’s check his diary again, and within ten days and a half months, did you mention meeting friends in the Northwest City?” Wu Bibo heard that, and checked it carefully, and found that there was a fortune a week ago. , mentioned the surname He.As for the business card with the surname Yuan and the tram ticket in the depths of the flowers, they did not explain anything.Yang Xingyuan smiled and said, "Bibo, I'm starting to have a clue about this matter. I guess this tram ticket and this business card were obtained a day or two before his disappearance. I seem to have heard that this man named Yuan is a Martial arts master. This Mr. Zhang went to him, so it’s hard to guarantee that he wasn’t asking him to be a yellow-shirted guest in Gu Yaya.” Wu Bibo clapped his hands and said, “That’s right, that must be the case. Now that I think about it, this Yuan Jingwu is a famous man. Martial artist, he lives in Northwest City, so he must have a phone. Let's check the phone book and see if there is anyone surnamed Yuan in the area of ​​Baihua Shen. If there is, this tram ticket was obtained by visiting him." Yang Xingyuan said with a smile He said: "Your suggestion is good, it is really my Watson." He hurriedly called the servant and brought the phone book.After checking, it turns out that Yuan Jingwu's family has a phone number, and the place to bet with the number is not far from the depths of Baihua.The two learned to be detectives by chance, and they found the clues they wanted. They were overjoyed, and they immediately went to Yuan Jingwu's house to pay a visit, and Wu Bibo euphemistically expressed his intentions.Yuan Jingwu said: "That's right, he came down to the house once. I heard my father said yesterday that he has become a monk with Master Qingshui. In the past two days, my father just sighed." So he took the temple site where Monk Qingshui lived Tell them to ask them to find out for themselves. The two of them also sighed, and came out disturbed.Wu Bibo said: "I took advantage of today's worship, so I simply went to the temple to find him. You go back alone. "Yang Xingyuan said:" This Zhang Jun suddenly became a monk, I feel pity and admiration at the same time, and I will follow you to have a look. "Wu Bibo said:" That would be great.We didn't even have lunch, so let's eat something in a small restaurant before we go. "So the two had lunch at a small Jiaomen restaurant by the road, which was delayed for about an hour. When they got out of the store, they saw snow drifting for half a day. The snow flakes were big and dense, and the air The white lacquer was so blurry when looking from one side of the road to the other. Wu Bibo said, "It's snowing heavily, let's go back." "Yang Xingyuan said:" What's the matter, it falls on the body, and it falls off with one slap.At this time, it is snowing when you go to visit people, and it is also snowing when you go home.We're on our way, don't disappoint. "Wu Bibo said: "Okay, since that's the case, let's go. "Two people braved the heavy snow and rode a rickshaw to the place Yuan Jingwu pointed out. When we got there, it turned out to be a cold market at the foot of the city wall, with half of the people living there.At this time, after a heavy snowfall, the ground was already white.The low houses in the area, facing the city wall, have closed their doors.In the snow, except for three or four leafless dead trees, there was no one to be seen.Yang Xingyuan said: "It's such a remote place. This place is suitable for building temples." So the two jumped out of the car and walked in the snow, looking for people one by one.Not far away, there are two old trees standing in the snow. Under the trees, there are two red walls. Compared with the tall trees, they seem smaller.Withered gecko vines crawling on the wall, fragments, sprinkled with some snow, the wind blowing, rustling.In the middle of the red wall, there are two red doors, which are also tightly closed.There is a plaque on the door, which is the three characters of Baoshu Temple.Wu Bibo said: "This is it, let me go up and knock on the door." After knocking for a long time, someone came out to answer the door.Wu Bibo saw that he was a thin black monk in his fifties.Wearing a black cotton sleeve, with a short beard and a beard all over his face, and a little bit of snow on his body, he threw his hands and asked nonchalantly: "We are a temple here, did you go the wrong way?" " Yang Xingyuan hurriedly said: "I know it is a temple, because the snow is so heavy that the coachman can't see him walking, so he wants to take refuge in Guicha temporarily and ask for a sip of hot water for the coachman to drink." The monk said: "Hot water If it's ready-made, please come in." Wu Bibo understood, and Yang Xingyuan broke into the Buddhist hall, and saw a young monk, wearing a gray cloth monk robe with sleeves wrapped around him, standing under the eaves, looking at the snow on the roof tiles.Wu Bibo saw that it was Zhang Minsheng, and unconsciously shouted: "Brother Minsheng." Zhang Minsheng turned his head and saw that it was Wu Bibo, his expression changed.But immediately he calmed down, let out a smile, joined hands with Wu Bibo as a salute, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, this big snow, why did you come to me? Did you come to find me on purpose, or did you meet me by accident? ?” Wu Bibo said: “Of course I came here on purpose. And there is a friend who admires you very much and came to visit with me.” So he introduced Yang Xingyuan to meet him.Zhang Minsheng said: "You two come here in the snow, I really don't dare to act, please sit inside." So he led them to a small room on the left side of the Buddhist hall.There is also a shrine on it. Although it is still clean, the yellow curtain has turned gray.There is a small dining table at the top, and three benches, the colors of which can no longer be distinguished.In the first row below are some futons and a lime coal stove.Besides, there is nothing else here.Wu Bibo saw that depression was like this, so there was no need to talk about the poverty in the temple.Everyone sat down around the small fasting table.Zhang Minsheng found a clay pot and three thick white porcelain teacups.Seeing him lift the lid of the pot, he took out a yellow paper bag of tea under the cage, put it down, and then poured out three cups of tea from the kettle on the white stove, and put it on the table.Wu Bibo said: "I haven't asked for your Dharma name yet." Zhang Minsheng smiled and said: "My name is Wushi now. But I am a monk, I am very casual. You can call me Minsheng if you want, or you can call me Minsheng anyway." Yang Xingyuan said: "I am very relieved to see the master talking. In this Xiao Temple, if you are peaceful, you will never be able to do it without great wisdom. The future of a mage is limitless." Zhang Minsheng said with a smile: "I dare not say that, it just depends on each person's fate." Yang Xingyuan said: "I saw the master, which also aroused my desire to become a monk, and I am also very willing to become a monk." Zhang Minsheng did not say anything. , and smiled at him.Seeing that Yang Xingyuan was only talking about unimportant things, Wu Bibo couldn't bear it anymore.Then he said to Zhang Minsheng: "You became a monk this time, which is beyond our expectation. What is the reason?" Zhang Minsheng said: "Bibo, I heard that you have also copied Buddhist scriptures, and at least know a little bit of Buddhism. Isn’t there a precept against gossip at home?” Wu Bibo said with a smile, “Why don’t I know? I’m asking why you became a monk, and I’m not teaching you to tell good stories and break the rules.” Zhang Minsheng said, “I’m just doing it for you. I violated the ten precepts of Buddhism, so I quickly became a monk. Now, what's the use of mentioning those troubles in the past?" Wu Bibo said: "Can you tell me a little bit about the past so that I can tell a group of friends Let them rest assured." Zhang Minsheng said: "Entering Buddhism, you will be in the world of bliss, you can pay them your respects, don't worry." Wu Bibo said: "Oh! I didn't expect you to become a different person as soon as you entered Buddhism. Such indifference. Love is such a thing..." Seeing that Wu Bibo was ignorant of current affairs, Yang Xingyuan gestured with her eyes, shook her head and imitated Buddhist words: "Don't say it, don't say it." Zhang Minsheng laughed loudly and said: "Mr. Yang is really understanding " Wu Bibo said: "I'm a layman, and I really don't understand the secrets of Buddhism. But we finally found you, and I can't decide whether you will avoid us in the future. If you have any unfinished business, Just tell me, I can do it for you." Zhang Minsheng said: "I have nothing to do. If there are unfinished things, why do you go home?" Wu Bibo said: "As far as I see, you have unfinished business There are too many things. In terms of the books and luggage you left behind in school, there must be an explanation." Zhang Minsheng said with a smile: "What do you care about those things? If I see them, they are mine. I can't see them now, so it has nothing to do with me. Things are like this, and everything else is like this. Amitabha, such words , don’t talk about it.” Wu Bibo clearly knew that what he said meant that all world affairs were empty, and he didn’t care about it at all.But watching a best friend cut off their relationship like this, it has absolutely nothing to do with this world, and become a different kind of person, after all, I also feel sad in my heart, and sighed slightly.Said: "Since that's the case, I won't talk about it. Our friends are still friends. I hope you will visit me often in the future." Zhang Minsheng said: "Of course." When speaking, he looked up at the window and said: " The snow has settled down, you two go away quickly. After a while, it will start to fall again, and it will be difficult to go after it gets dark." Yang Xingyuan was very knowledgeable, and immediately forced Wu Bibo to leave.Wu Bibo said: "I heard that the old abbot has high morals, can you show us?" Zhang Minsheng said: "There is nothing to say when we meet. Monks don't talk about socializing, so don't need to meet." Wu Bibo said. Bibo couldn't miss it, so he had to bid farewell and come out. As soon as he walked out of the gate, the two temple doors were closed with a bang.Wu Bibo said: "Cough! This person has a heart of iron, he has no sense of affection." Yang Xingyuan said: "He is probably a new monk, and he is afraid that he will be easily shaken if he is not strong enough, so he has no choice but to do so." Said Then, everyone sighed again.On the contrary, Yang Xingyuan admired him very much. He went back to Dejia and wrote an article "A Visit to a Monk in Snow Temple", which was published in the newspaper. Jiang Shuying happened to see this record, and it was only then that she knew that Zhang Minsheng had become a monk.She thought about it carefully, Zhang Minsheng was originally a bloody young man, and he always said that he wanted to do something vigorously, and he didn't mean nothing like this, but now he suddenly changed his attitude, needless to say, it must be for me and him Breaking away from the relationship and being stimulated, so I see through the world.What a young man, he abandoned everything for me and went to suffer in a ruined temple. He lost his studies, his family, and his life's happiness. It's a pity.From regretting this point, I slowly thought of Zhang Minsheng's many benefits, and there was really no reason for me to abandon him for no reason.Thinking about it this way made me very sad.She reads the newspaper in the morning, and from morning to night, she feels as if she has a disease in her internal organs. She is not hungry when she says she is hungry, and she is not thirsty when she says she is thirsty.When it was time to eat dinner, I didn't eat dinner, so I fell into bed and went to sleep.I couldn't sleep, and the merciless tears flowed out like a spring in a moment of regret in my heart, soaking most of the side of a white silk and reed flower pillow.Thinking back to Hong Moxiu again, even though he has some money and is a diplomat, he is much older than Zhang Minsheng, and he is not as good as Zhang Minsheng in terms of learning and character. I chose material comforts, sacrificed true love, and sacrificed my studies.Even many of my friends thought I was ruthless and looked down on me, so they sacrificed their personality.The more I think about it, the more I am wrong, the more I think about it, the more I regret it, and I think Zhang Minsheng is very flat to me, so it's okay.But he has become a monk again, don't say that I have a bad conscience, what face do I have to face others?Thinking of this, I thought of death.Seeing a pair of scissors on the table, he got up suddenly, took it in his hand and planned to commit suicide.When she reached out to hold the scissors, it happened that Hong Moxiu came into the room from the outside.Said: "Aren't you feeling sick and want to sleep? Why did you get up again?" Jiang Shuying said: "I can't sleep, I want tea when I get up." When Hong Moxiu was talking to her, he was very surprised to see the tear stains on her face.I also saw that she was holding a pair of scissors in her hand, only hiding behind her.Hastily stepped forward, snatched the scissors, held her hand and said, "What are you doing, are you crazy?" He didn't ask, but when Hong Muxiu asked, Jiang Shuying let out a wow, and was about to cry.Hong Muxiu couldn't figure it out, and said, "Okay, what happened? It's so weird." Jiang Shuying fell on the bed, and then lay on the pillow, crying as fast as she could.Hong Muxiu sat on the edge of the bed, turned sideways, held her hand with one hand, and trimmed her temple hair with the other.Lowering her head, she asked softly, "Are you telling me why you were wronged? As long as I am wrong, I can admit it." Jiang Shuying's group of grievances, how to say it?Having said that, it was obviously dissatisfied with Hong Moxiu.So he who asks just asks, and he who cries just cries.Hong Muchiu stomped his feet and said: "This is really terribly anxious. You don't say a word, but you just cry. Is it reasonable to cry like this?" Jiang Shuying said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not I complained about who, and I didn't feel wronged by anyone. I think I did something wrong, and I feel uncomfortable." Hearing her voice, Hong Muxiu had already understood half of it, and asked deliberately: "What did you do wrong? I I really don't understand." Jiang Shuying said: "It's fine if you don't understand, and you don't need to ask." Hong Moxiu said: "How can I not ask you when you are in such a mess? You can put yourself in my place and think about it, you can not ask ?" Jiang Shuying said: "Take a closer look at the copy of the newspaper on the table, and you'll understand. Now, what do you want me to say?" After hearing her words, Hong Moxiu really took the newspaper and read it carefully. Look.When he saw the "Snow Monk Visiting Monk", there were a few sentences on it: According to friendly rumors, the reason why the Master took refuge in my Buddha was because of his love for the sea, and he actually fled because of excuses.But speaking of this, the Venerable Venerable put his palms together and called him Buddha, making a smile like holding flowers, which is less than a word.Is it really a great relief? Suppress its misery and suffering in the middle, so as to reduce the rate of speaking?Unknowable also.Although, the more the master is like this, the more the onlookers will sigh and hate the injustice of the love scene.The sea of ​​dust is vast, so the fruit has its own people.When the Venerable Master lived in the Xiao Temple, shut the door in the deep snow, was he also moved by it?Form is emptiness, I realized it. After reading these few words, Hong Muxiu knew that Jiang Shuying was too deeply stimulated, so he smiled at her and said, "You don't care about him. As far as I can see, it must be a trick to spoil our happiness.It is a superstitious thing to become a monk. The man surnamed Zhang is a person who studies science. He does not agree with these superstitions. How could he become a monk?This record must have been written under his pseudonym, and I want you to see it, so I feel sorry for him.This method of deceiving women is very despicable, thank you for trusting him. "Jiang Shuying listened to what he said, and there was some reason. She said: "How did he know that we just read this newspaper and posted it here.Besides, the person who signed the article was the reporter of that newspaper.He can pretend to be someone else under a pseudonym, and if he contributes to that newspaper, he pretends to be a reporter from that newspaper. Will they publish it for him? "Hong Muxiu said: "Maybe the people in the newspaper office know him, and it's unknown what he asked them to do, right?You fool, don't be fooled by others. "After Jiang Shuying's repeated persuasion, it's fine. Hong Muxiu was always afraid that she would take this matter to heart, so he said to her again and again: "This kind of thing is very common in the love scene.To be honest, the one surnamed Zhang didn't become a monk, even if he really became a monk, it had to be left to him.No matter who it is, when it comes time to act as a love triangle, there are always two successes and one failure.If I don't want to get you this time, wouldn't it be the same failure?As far as I think, not only becoming a monk, I am afraid that my life will be in danger? "Jiang Shuying listened, curled her lips and said: "Come on, if you say people wronged me, you really wronged me. "So they chatted and laughed for a while, and put the matter aside.