Don't be clouded

Chapter 57 Broken Golden Body

Just after nightfall, the carriage sent by Fang Muzhi stopped outside the back door of Ji's residence.

Ji Bieyun was wearing light black clothes, and his hair was not tied up like in the past, but partly loose.In the summer night, the wind blew through the corners of his clothes and hair, making the young man no longer look like a mighty general, but rather like a young master who sneaked out in the middle of the night from a noble family.

Xu Yang watched the boy get into the car, looked at the figure in black, and shook his head.

It was okay when he was wearing armor, but when he changed into ordinary clothes, the fact that Ji Bieyun lost a lot of weight became more obvious.He recalled the high spirits of the young man when he first entered Beijing, and now he felt a little uncomfortable looking at it, but he could only tell him to come back early to drink medicine through the car window.

While shaking, the carriage left the city, walked all the way to the south, and stopped at the foot of Xuanqing Mountain not long after.

Ji Bieyun climbed the mountain path and was a little more tired than before. His legs were already a little weak when he vaguely saw the mountain gate under the moonlight.The temperature on the mountain was much colder than in Chenjing, he tightened his collar, blew out the candle in the lantern, and put it aside the mountain road.

The right guard sent many people to guard the national temple. Because the temple was closed at night, there were no pilgrims or monks coming out, so these people seemed a little bored.

Ji Bieyun walked around from the woods to the side, took advantage of the soldiers not paying attention, flew up to the top of the wall, and landed lightly on the ground in the temple.

He hadn't come back for a long time, and he felt nostalgic in his heart, and a unique scent of incense in the temple also floated to the tip of his nose.

Walking to Guan Chen's residence along the route in memory, the cicadas sounded in all directions, making him feel colder and colder.

After finally getting to the outside of Shiming Hospital, he unexpectedly encountered two figures coming out of it.

After Ji Bieyun entered the Xuanqing Temple, he lost his guard, and his footsteps were a little slower, so they were heard by those two people.

Immediately, he heard the shout in front of him: "Who is it!"

Knowing that it would be useless to hide any longer, he simply walked out of the shadows.

The two monks carrying lanterns in front of them are old and strong.He knew the old one, it should be Zen Master Jueming, but he didn't know the one in his prime, nor had he seen it.

The angry shout just now was made by this person, and after seeing his appearance at this moment, he didn't even pretend to be, and there was obvious hatred on his face.

"General Ji?" These three words were almost gritted.

Feeling guilty for a while, Ji Bieyun answered "yes".

It was a bit embarrassing to break into someone's temple in the middle of the night and be discovered.Moreover, this person can guess his identity without seeing him. He is quite famous in Xuanqing Temple, but his reputation may not be very good.

The man said coldly: "General Ruo Ji is here to look for Junior Brother Guan Chen, why not leave now."

He pretended not to hear, and asked, "Is Master Guan Chen okay?"

"Too lazy to be with someone like you..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zen Master Jueming at the side.

"Miaowu," the old man's voice was extremely vicissitudes, "You go back first, I will have a few words with this benefactor."

That Miao Wu didn't resist the words of the abbot, cast a vicious glance at him and strode away.

Ji Bieyun understood that this person should be the senior monk of Miaoci little novice, seeing is better than hearing, and he really has a bad temper.

It's just that he didn't know where he provoked this Miao Wu, could it be because Guan Chen followed him to Chongzhou?Or is he acting too abruptly today, just like a disciple who came to tarnish the innocence of the eminent monk?

Ji Bieyun looked at the back twice, and was suddenly called.

"Master Ji."

He turned his head abruptly and bowed slightly to Zen Master Jueming, "I've met the abbot. I haven't heard from Master Guanchen for a few days, so I'm really worried, so I took the liberty to come here."

The light was dim, and he couldn't see Zen Master's appearance clearly, he could only vaguely see the furrows and wrinkles on his face.His voice was weak when he spoke, and he was seriously ill in his dying years. He couldn't bear to let the old man stand in the air.

"There is no hindrance to watching the dust, I just say a few words, and then let the benefactor go in." The Zen master spoke slowly but with dignity, "I was the one who brought that evil disciple back to Xuanqing Temple. The relationship between master and disciple cannot be faked. Therefore, there is no need to be courteous in front of Master Ji, so let me speak out boldly."

This doesn't sound like a good word. Although Ji Bieyun couldn't guess what Zen Master Jueming wanted to say, he felt panic for no reason.

Across a courtyard wall, Guanchen was inside, but he suddenly felt a sense of urgency and wanted to rush in regardless of anything.

As soon as he turned his head to look at the faint lights in the courtyard, he heard the old man speak.

"I'm Guanchen I met at Lingdong Temple."

Ji Bieyun didn't realize it at first, and turned his head to look at Zen Master Jueming.

When he saw the regretful and mournful eyes of the old man, he felt as if an invisible lightning struck his back.He could barely stand, his whole body seemed to fall into an abyss, and even his soul fell uncontrollably.

"I saw that he was very intelligent and had a lot of wisdom, so I brought him back to Xuanqing Temple and changed his name to Guanchen. I am old and I only have this one apprentice. Naturally, I hope that he will achieve great success in the future and take over Xuanqing Temple. Qing Temple.

"Guan Chen has never made a mistake since he entered the temple, but he is still young, so he must experience calamity. I waited for more than four years, and finally his calamity came."

Zen Master Jueming looked at him through the dim candlelight with his turbid eyes, his tone didn't fluctuate, but it stabbed him like a sharp knife.

"In other words, the cause of this catastrophe was planted when he was young. Karma and fate reincarnated, and finally got the fruit today."

There was a buzzing in Ji Bieyun's ears, he froze on the spot, staring blankly at the opening and closing of Zen Master Jueming's lips.He seemed to hear every word clearly, but he didn't seem to hear anything.

He felt that he was still falling, and the ground beneath his feet was not the ground, but hot magma, the biting lake water in winter.Suddenly dizzy before his eyes, he stretched out his hand to support the wall beside him, only to realize that he had no strength left.

"Guanchen...he..." Ji Bieyun's throat tightened, he only spoke three words intermittently and then couldn't speak anymore.

Lingdong Temple, monk, brought back to Xuanqing Mountain... The memory fragments in his mind were rolling like waves, disturbing his peace.

Zen Master Jueming's voice sounded again: "Guan Chen is inside, the benefactor, please go in."

A long sigh sounded not far away, and the candlelight went away with the old man's back.Ji Bieyun struggled to raise his head, staring at the door of the famous courtyard, his eyes were dry and uncomfortable, but his heart seemed to be able to squeeze out water.

He didn't know how he got in there.

Perhaps like a lonely ghost, wandering into Guanchen's courtyard.

A few lamps were lit in the corridor, and there were also a few oil lamps in the house, and a silhouette was reflected on the window paper.The monk sat quietly with his palms folded together, and the long beads of prayer beads were hanging down from his palms, being slowly moved one by one by the monk.

He stopped and stared at the shadow for a long time.

From the red plums and white snow in Lingzhou to the companionship in Chongzhou, there is nothing he doesn't understand.

Everything can be explained.

Ji Bieyun chuckled self-deprecatingly, walked through the corridor in a daze, and approached step by step.

He supported the door frame and stepped over the threshold, and saw Guanchen at a glance.The monk sat cross-legged on the futon and looked up at him with an accident in his eyes that could not be concealed in the future.

"Why are you here?" The monk asked again, "Why do you look so pale, are you sick?"

Ji Bieyun looked down, his voice was trembling when he spoke: "Zhao Quehan."

Guan Chen was obviously taken aback, but did not respond.

He said again: "Huizhi, I knew that if I could meet you again, I would recognize you at the first sight...you lied to me...why did you lie to me?"

Seeing that Guanchen still refused to admit it, Ji Bieyun took two steps closer, and said in a daze: "Have you been implicated since I left? Did those people come to look for you, and were they ever injured? The Liu family fell, and you are in Lingdong Temple. Did you get bullied too, did that bastard abbot starve you and chill you? Did he beat or scold you?"

He never left Guan Chen's face for a moment, trying to find some answer on that face.

But no, Guan Chen was still as calm as a pool of still water.

Ji Bieyun took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down as much as possible.

"You know that the new emperor ascended the throne and amnesty the world, and you also guessed that I would return to Lingzhou, so you went to Lingdong Temple to wait for me in advance. I wanted revenge, so you took me to Chenjing and introduced me to Prince Xian. Follow me Chongzhou is also afraid that something will happen to me..."

Every time he uttered a word, the pain became more and more painful, and he said after a while: "When I was assassinated and injured in Xuanqing Temple, you came to question me because you were afraid that I would get too deep by killing Zheng Yu with my own hands. I was in Dengque You were injured and fainted on the stage, and you guarded me all night because you were really afraid that something would happen to me."

Ji Bieyun looked at the monk, "Why, Guanchen? I think my fate is not good. Although I don't want to bow to fate, I can't break free, but you are different. You have already jumped out of the quagmire...I deserve you to do this." ?"

Guan Chen clearly heard everything, but remained motionless like a statue, he couldn't even see emotions.

The feeling of powerlessness from the bottom of his bones swept over Ji Bieyun again, and his knees that had been stabbed by broken porcelain suddenly lost strength.He fell to the ground, but still knelt and walked a few steps forward, and came to the monk.

Looking at it from a close distance, this face has too many similarities with Huizhi, and every bone and outline was once familiar to him.But he used to always stare at those different places, he thought it was Chen Chen, another person, and should not be shrouded in a similar shadow.

Ji Bieyun was in a trance, and his chaotic thoughts had seized his reason.He never thought that his reunion with Huizhi would be like this before, things were completely out of his control, and they were heading in an absurd and tearing direction.

He was wronged, because Guan Chen refused to admit it, and refused to talk to him.Ever since they parted in Chongzhou, Ji Bieyun had been thinking about Guanchen, and before he fainted, he only wanted to see the monk's face and hear the monk's voice.

But Guan Chen ignored him.

Ji Bieyun's words also turned upside down, like a lunatic who was ignored by others: "You can't ignore me, you never ignored me before, whether it was after entering Beijing or in Lingzhou when you were a child...Zhao Quehan, watch Dust, can you speak well?"

A hand reached out, palm covering his knee.

Guan Chen lowered his eyes and finally spoke, his voice muffled: "Don't kneel on the ground, be careful of knee pain."

Ji Bieyun was taken aback, then suddenly collapsed.

He waved off Guan Chen's hand, supported the corner of the altar table behind him, and stood up with difficulty.His sight hit the golden statue of Bodhisattva, he raised his hand without warning, and swung the statue off the high platform.

The Bodhisattva statue fell to pieces on the ground, Ji Bieyun looked at it coldly for a while, then turned to look at Guanchen.

The voice was also a little cold: "No one else is watching, and no one else will know our secret."

The monk's gaze moved from the messy fragments to the young man, from the corner of his clothes, to his knees, to his waist, and finally to his face.

The two looked at each other quietly, silence was like a weapon or line of defense between them, maintaining the illusion of being broken.

After a long time, Ji Bieyun said: "I said, if you lie to me, I will take revenge."

But the calmness lasted only for a short moment, and his next sentence was an irrevocable grievance: "But I am reluctant to do something to you, and I can't do it to myself to make you uncomfortable. I have to ignore you. I mean it. Yes, one difference and two wide, if you still want to pretend, I will accompany you to pretend to be a stranger for the rest of your life."

"I've lost my mind and said cruel things before." He paused, "I love you so much."

Guan Chen closed his eyes, then wrapped the long string of Buddhist beads twice more, and put them away.

"Those people didn't come to look for me, and I didn't suffer in Lingdong Temple after the Liu family was ransacked." The monk said calmly, "It didn't take long for me to come to Chenjing with Zen Master Jueming, and I have been there until now."

When Guan Chen raised his eyes again, the pretended peace was finally shattered, and a long-standing sadness filled those eyes.

The monk looked up at the young man, as if looking directly at his own destiny, with a dull but firm voice: "Everything I do is worth it."

The author says:

I lost my horse, I finally wrote here, it suffocated me! !

Hey, Xiaoyun and Guanchen are really suffering, but they can also keep each other warm in this world