078 “Female Counterattack (H)” Chapter 77

018 The enlightened monk

Autumn is gradually deepening, and time is passing quickly.A strong wind blew, and the slightly decadent maple leaves fell silently.

The time for the two to take a walk after dinner was cancelled, and Huai’an’s whole heart was focused on the book desk and working hard.Ning Wan knew that he wanted to finish the translation as soon as possible, so she didn’t bother him too much except preparing all the food and hot water for him.

Finally, one day more than twenty days after they went up the mountain, Huai’an wrote the last stroke.Walking out of the temporary study room, he lost weight after working hard, but he looked more handsome.Staring at the woman who was standing in front of the stove boiling water, the beating fire reflected the bones and flesh, her little onion-like hand resting on her chin as she dozed, her little head biting in and out, she was so beautiful and cute.For a moment, my mind wavered, and I quickly held my breath for fear of breaking the beauty of this moment.

She must have been exhausted from taking care of herself during this time.He quietly walked forward and picked her up. The woman’s hands naturally went around his neck, and her charming sleeping face rested on his chest.

Maybe there were still bumps while walking, Ning Wan’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she opened her eyes, she met his eyes looking down and inquiringly, tenderly and affectionately.

“Are you awake?”

“Is the translation finished?”

The two of them spoke at the same time, looked at each other, and laughed at the same time.This time Huai’an spoke first: “Well, tomorrow is the date when Huairen and I will meet. He will come to pick up these translations and proofread them.”

“That’s great! Are we going to set off now?” Ning Wan felt at this moment that the big stone weighing on his heart had moved two inches away. Although Xiangshan has the meaning of tranquility and beauty, it cannot stay there forever. Only when he reaches Beiyan can he be considered safe.

Huai’an smiled fondly: “Yes, if nothing else happens, let’s leave the day after tomorrow.”

“Hush! There will be no surprise.”

The next day, Huairen did as he was told and came to get Buddhist scriptures.

It was just a few thin volumes, but when Huairen took them, they were like a treasure, and he treasured them so much that he kept them in his personal monk’s robe.He also put all the scriptures in the temple into two large book boxes and carried them on a pole.

Ning Wan hid behind the door and eavesdropped. For some reason, seeing the sacred and solemn look of the two of them, she felt a little uneasy.

Before leaving, Huairen put his palms together and said Amitabha: “Brother Abbot, do you really want to do this?”

“Huai’an is no longer the abbot of Xianglan Temple. From now on, you should take the promotion of Buddhism as your own responsibility, guide and uphold the monks, and make the most of your music.” Huai’an held a Buddhist bead in his hand.

“Yes, senior brother.” Huairen paused and then said, “Now Wukong has entered the palace according to the order and set up an altar to chant sutras. There are still many pilgrims. The disaster silver has been successfully handed over to General Zhenyan. Also… The Fu family has made trouble several times, but they have never been able to enter the main hall.”

Ning Wan was frightened when he heard this, maybe it was not as simple as a few troubles.In the end, the incident was caused by her own willfulness. She looked at the man who had been born in Qingming rather guiltily.

Huai’an’s broad brows were still calm, and he seemed to be aware of Ning Wan’s eyes. He smiled slightly at the door, and then said: “That’s very good.”

After Huairen said goodbye, the two began to pack their luggage.I tried to put it away, but there was only one and a half big packages——

Ning Wan was used to wearing no makeup and only had two sets of extremely simple clothes, and Huai’an only had two sets of monk’s robes.There is also a small box one foot square containing several scriptures and the Four Treasures of the Study.

The small and humble house was quickly restored to the way it was before they arrived, with peeling paint tables and chairs, dusty Buddha statues, and ancient futons.Ning Wan erased the marks of their lives one by one, and finally shed tears when she got to the chessboard that she had carved…