"I heard from Lian Ruowei that if you apply to leave, you will receive a special task. Will it be dangerous?" I asked Lu Xiaohong.
"There will be danger, but don't worry, I will take care of it." Lu Xiaohong said.
"You didn't tell me before, were you worried that I would stop you?" I asked Lu Xiaohong.
"The current situation in Tianshi Mansion is very complicated. I made this decision just because I want to live the life I want. I don't want you to have any burden in your heart because of this matter." Lu Xiaohong looked at me and said.
From the look in his eyes, I could see that he did not make this decision impulsively, and I gradually felt more at ease.
"When will you start accepting tasks?" I asked Lu Xiaohong.
"Tomorrow, I have to go abroad first." Lu Xiaohong said.
The actions of the Tianshi Mansion are kept confidential, not to mention that Lu Xiaohong accepted a so-called special mission, so I did not ask in detail.
I just looked into his eyes and said, "Xiaohong, promise me that you will come back well. You said that you will stay with me in the future."
"Okay, I promise you! I will come back unscathed!" Lu Xiaohong looked at me and nodded solemnly: "It's just that the time may be a bit long, maybe half a year, maybe a year or even longer."
"I will wait for you, no matter how long it takes!" I looked at Lu Xiaohong and said.
"Thank you!" Lu Xiaohong stretched out his hand and hugged me tightly, "Thank you for letting me meet you!"
I gently leaned my head on Lu Xiaohong's shoulder and said softly: "Thank you too, thank you for meeting you!"
The exit where the cold wind was raging seemed to become warmer at this moment.
We hugged each other tightly, like all lovers who can't help themselves, showing off our love at Exit 3 of Jiangzhou Railway Station.
At this moment, I was completely immersed in this warm tenderness and truly felt the beauty of love.
Some people say that only after experiencing separation can one understand the beauty of embracing each other, and only after experiencing loss can one understand the preciousness of possession. Fortunately, I have understood the preciousness of my love before I lost it.
"Silly girl, why are you crying?" Lu Xiaohong gently pushed my shoulder away and gently wiped away the tears from my eyes with his thumb.
The color of the shoulders of the sapphire blue down jacket he was wearing was darker than elsewhere, and it was heavily stained by my tears.
"I don't know why I cried." I looked at Lu Xiaohong and muttered with a silly smile, "It's all because your love words were so touching and moved me to tears."
Lu Xiaohong stared at me and chuckled softly.
"You still have the nerve to laugh at me!"
I lightly beat his chest and started to lie, "It's all your fault. I had a nightmare last night and I almost didn't sleep well. I don't care. My feet are weak now, my eyes are wet from crying, and I can't walk!"
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"I will carry you when you can't walk!" Lu Xiaohong said, turning around and squatting down, putting his generous shoulders towards me.
"I don't want to ride in the car, I just want you to carry me like this all the time." I said.
"Okay, we won't take the car, I'll just carry you on my back, and we'll walk to Guiyuan Temple!" Lu Xiaohong replied dotingly.
I'm not worried that Lu Xiaohong will be tired. He has already reached the heavenly level, and it only takes half an hour at most to carry me to Guiyuan Temple.
Walking out of the departure hall, a cold wind blew in my face. I don't know when the snow had almost stopped, leaving only scattered snow foam flying unwillingly in the sky.
I buried my head in the crook of his neck and didn't feel cold at all.
It was already five minutes past six, and it was still dark. When we walked out of the train station, there were fewer and fewer people. There were occasional vehicles passing by us, most of them picking up relatives or going out.
On the street, a snowplow truck from the Highway Department began to clear the snow. Every time I stepped on the snow that had been sprinkled with industrial salt, a puddle of water made a soft "puff" sound, which matched my heartbeat and played a happy symphony.
Lu Xiaohong didn't use his inner strength, and just strode toward Guiyuan Temple with me on his back.
"Why don't you use internal force? That will be faster." I asked Lu Xiaohong curiously.
"That's good. I like it when you whisper in my ear and talk to me." Lu Xiaohong said with a smile.
"Aren't you tired?"
"As long as I can be with you, I won't be tired no matter what."
"How about I come down and we go together."
"No, let me carry you for a while."
"Zhu Bajie is carrying his wife on his back?"
"Well, carry your wife on your back."
"..."
We were talking and joking while walking. At about 6:30, the sky slowly began to turn from pitch black to deep blue, and a ray of fish belly white finally appeared on the horizon.
A glistening stream of sweat began to form on Lu Xiaohong's forehead.
"Go faster. When I was a child, I heard my fourth uncle say that the earlier you go to the temple to offer incense, the better!" I patted his shoulder gently, "Drive! My horse, run quickly..."
"Okay!" Lu Xiaohong chuckled, using a little more internal energy, his speed became faster.
At seven o'clock, the sky was already bright, and the outer gate of Guiyuan Temple could be seen in the distance.
It was very lively outside Guiyuan Temple. Even though it was snowing, there were as many pilgrims as usual.
I gently tugged on Lu Xiaohong's clothes, and he understood and put me down.
Carrying me on your back in a place like this is really a bit outrageous and disrespectful to the Bodhisattva.
The outer mountain gate of Guiyuan Temple was built later. It is a vermilion antique three-open door with a large arch in the middle and a small arch on the left and right. On the lintel of the large arch hangs a six-foot-high straight plaque with a writing pen on it.
There are four large characters "Guiyuan Zen Temple" in the majestic style. It is said that this nameplate is the handwriting of Feng Jiahao, a famous calligrapher in the Qing Dynasty.
Generally, the nameplates of temples are written in horizontal script, but Guiyuan Temple is a temple given by the emperor, so it has this rare honor.
Outside the mountain gate that faces the sun, two stone lions stand tall, with a height of 2.3 meters. It is said that with a history of more than 200 years, they were originally guarded in front of the Yamen of Jiangzhou Prefecture. After the Yamen was abolished, the believers moved these two stone lions.
Got here.
Lu Xiaohong's expression became solemn, looking pious.
We finished offering incense in each main hall one by one, and it was almost eight o'clock.
As we turned around and were about to leave, a young monk in gray walked up to us, clasped his hands and bowed to us: "Two donors, please stay. Master has been waiting for you for many days, and specially asked me to invite the two donors to the backyard.
See you."
I was stunned, and looked at each other with Lu Xiaohong.
"Who is your master?" Lu Xiaohong clasped his hands together in return and asked.
"Master's Dharma name is Ming Tong. He is currently waiting for the two donors in the backyard." The young monk in gray bowed and made an invitation gesture.
"Okay! We will go with you to see Master Mingtong." Lu Xiaohong nodded.
"Two donors, please follow me!" The young monk in gray walked sideways in front of us and led us towards the backyard.