Marriage of the Di Daughter

The next day, Kiryl went to the mountains every day.

The nuns at the nunnery just felt that Kiryl went out more often than before, but secretly followed her, and found nothing wrong. Kiryl cut wood harder.

These nuns knew that ginger pears replaced a basket of cakes with forty strings of copper plates, and as long as ginger pears walked out of the house, they could hear the nun's ridicule. Kang Li listened and was not angry. She looked at them with a smile. On a few occasions, those nuns were bored, so she stopped talking.

Kiryl went out every night in the highway and snuck back in when she was a child. She was smart enough to avoid the nuns in the hermitage, which was also surprisingly smooth. When she went out, Ginger Pear was waiting for her in a broken house. It was just boring to wait. There was no scripture in this temple, no paper or pen for Ginger Pear. When she woke up, she was no longer on the soles of her shoes day and night. She just sat quietly, wondering what she was thinking.

It is only a quiet day for a little while. Perhaps it is too quiet to see the two servants of their Lord. The quiet master has begun to make trouble with them. For example, the daily porridge is not only much scarce, but it looks more like someone else eats the leftovers.

“Girls, they're getting too far now.” Kiryl hates: “It must be the ghost behind Ji's back! ”

Kiryl called the current First Lady of Yan Jingcheng the “Ji Shi Shi”, and she was acquiesced in the past by Miss Kang Er. Kang Li didn't feel anything wrong. At first, everyone thought she was dying. In any case, Ji Shulan definitely felt very comfortable in her heart. Who knew that she not only survived, but also became very good. She was happy to see how well she lived. Ji Shu definitely felt uncomfortable. It must be the quiet master to make herself uncomfortable.

Jing An Master would not verbally abuse Kang Li, however, for a young girl who had just met her, she was not fully fed and worn warm, making her feel that her life from heaven to earth, and feeling ashamed was enough to make her suffer. Unfortunately, she is not the real Miss Kang Er, and not to say if she eats or suffers, it is the lower valley of her life and much lower than the original Miss Kang Er today.

At that point, and now, I don't think there's anything I can do about it.

By May 19th, a basket of pies was empty. Kiryl picked it up beside the basket and carefully dug out the pie chips from the bottom of the basket with a wooden spoon and placed them on a plate. “Miss, eat this and fill your belly first," she asked. ”

They haven't eaten all day and night. Yesterday, the nun in the nunnery deliberately broke the porridge, and there was no other dish in the kitchen. All the remaining pies were also fed to the monkeys in the woods behind the Crane Forest Temple, both of whom were starving at the moment.

Kangaroo looked out the window, and although the mountain was much cooler than the mountain, the summer was approaching and the day was already visibly extended. The sun is about to go down, and soon it will be night. She said, "I'm done. You eat. ”

Kiryl stared at the crumbs and swallowed the saliva. He shook his head: "The girl won't eat it, Kiryl won't eat it. ”

“No problem, we'll have some good food later.” Kang Li smiled.

Kiryl is even more confused.

Ginger pear got up and walked to the corner of the house, with a big wooden box in the corner, she opened the wooden box, the wooden box was huge, and the lining inside was so wretched. Only a few yellow clothes, less than half of the crate. This is what Miss Kang Er brought to the nunnery from Yanjing six years ago. Perhaps there was something valuable in it, but for six years, there were only a few yellow clothes left here.

Kiryl also walked over, and Kang Li caressed the clothes inside with his hands, shaking a coat from inside.

Apparently, the clothes with better materials in the crate are gone. The rest of the clothes are bad materials. By now, Miss Kang Er, who grew taller six years later, is no longer suitable. The people in the nunnery naturally don't make new clothes for ginger pear, they all wear unfit clothes on weekdays, a short cut of clothes. The only thing about this dress is that this New Year's Eve, a little nun became vulgar. One extra coat was given to Ginger Pear, which is just about the same size as her.

Normally, Miss Kang Er never wears this fitting dress. It seems that this is the only way to convince herself that she is different from the nuns here. One day she will return to Yanjing to be Miss Kang's. It's just that today's ginger pear has to wear this dress, because she's going to see someone tonight, and she's wearing a short piece of clothing in front of everyone, and it's kind of rude.

Kiryl asked, "Do you want to wear this? ”

Kang Li nodded and she said, "Just this one. ”

When she dressed up, the day had completely disappeared and the night on Qingcheng Mountain was coming. Kiryl and Kang Li guarded the tiny kerosene lamp in the house and waited a long time until they were in the highway. Kang Li stood up and said: "Get out. ”

Kiryl asked, "Where are you going? ”

“Of course it's eating.” Ginger pear laughed.

Kiryl was puzzled until Kang Pear took her to the Buddha Hall in front. The Buddha hall serves the female bodhisattva, and the nunnery sometimes doesn't see a incense guest for ten days and a half months. The incense guests go to the nearby crane forest temple. Kang Li walked to the muddy bodhisattva and put the fruit on the incense case. She picked up the plate and handed it to Tong, "Eat it. ”

Kiryl was terrified, and the nuns in the nunnery were asleep at this moment, and they wouldn't wake up at night. Kiryl whispered: "Girl, this is the fruit of Buddha's food! ”

“Well," Ginger shrugged, "so what? ”

“What if the nuns find out first thing tomorrow morning?” Kiryl waved, "let's put it back. ”

“It's okay.” Ginger comforted her, "and found out nothing. ”

“But this is bodhisattva,” Kiryl still dared not take it, "we ate the fruit of bodhisattva and disrespected bodhisattva greatly. ”

Rumor has it, Kang Li smiles, she faintly says, "Mud Bodhisattva can't protect herself. Do you expect her to come and help you? Since it's just a muddy doll, how about disrespect? The road comes out on its own, not on the basis of Buddha. ”

Kiryl stared at Kang Li, the former Miss Kang Er, would not say such horrible words.

He was staying, suddenly he heard a smile coming from his head, and the laughter was very light, but in the silent night, in the unmanned Buddha Hall, he looked extra clear.

Kiryl looked up and was stupid at once, pointing to the distance, stuttering mouth: “Flowers... Flower demon?”

The roof of the little Buddha's Hall, I don't know when I'm sitting alone. The man was dressed in black and covered in a dark red embroidered black peony cape, which made him look extraordinarily gorgeous.

The moon fog was thin, and the white fog of the night scattered in layers at this moment, illuminating the face of a young man on the roof. His long eyebrows flew in obliquely, giving rise to another pair of narrow, affectionate phoenix eyes with long eyelashes. Straight under the nose beam, his thin lips snapped up slightly, as if smiling, but making people think that his smile was also a bit ironic. At the slightly hooked corner of his eyes, there was a tiny red mole the size of a rice particle, which made him handsome under the moonlight to a different side face, more tangled.

April-flavored, peach blossoms bloom on the mountains. The peach blossoms in Qingcheng Mountain blossomed late. By mid-May, the stacks had opened up. The colour of the gorgeous peach blossom cannot take away this person's charm. Instead, he turned peach blossoms all over the mountains into ornaments, and he was like outside of all the soft reds, smiling slightly, watching indifferently the secular people struggle in it.

Ginger pear was wearing a grey coat worn by the nun, her long hair was unbundled, and the silk fell behind her head as if she were a Lotus Fairy at Buddha's feet, and she looked up with a candle and her eyes were calm, just in contact with the eyes of the man on the roof.

A beautiful, indifferent and indisputable, a gorgeous demon steals its soul, 3,000 great worlds, neatly divided into two, half bright as spring, half dark as the abyss, that bright is an illusion, but the abyss is a tempting gift.

The two men looked at each other remotely, with a similar eye, and were also short-lived soldiers.

No one saw Kang Li's heart flash by surprise.

Why him?