When dusk fell, we finally came down from the winding mountain road and walked slowly along a stream, spreading flowers and willows all the way. Finally, before the last ray of sunset light was swallowed by the clouds in the sky, we walked to the foot of the mountain where the temple was located.

The stream is gurgling and the birds are singing in the forest, making it seem as quiet as this place.

Our group arrived at the foot of the mountain and all got off their horses. Pei Yuanfeng ordered his generals to camp by the stream. These people were well-trained, and in a short while, many tents had risen on the river beach. The bonfires were burning, which added a bit of vitality to the quiet mountain.

Instead of walking up the mountain road immediately to look for the familiar scenery and familiar people in my memory, I walked to the stream alone, scooped up a handful of clear water and gently poured it on my face.

The coolness of the stream stimulated me to amazement.

I have some feelings and some memories, like a gray dog, sniffing along the smell of time and found it back.

After a little cleaning, I slowly walked up to the river beach. Although it was just at the foot of the mountain, the faint smell of sandalwood in the air was enough to make me understand that I was close to my past. I looked up and looked at the cloudy top of the mountain, which became more and more dark in the twilight, and my mood settled down.

At this time, Pei Yuanfeng had already explained to his subordinates clearly, and took Xue Muhua over, looked at me, and looked up at the top of the mountain.

After a while, he said, "Let's go."

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Walking up the mountain road, after a while, a grand and solemn temple appeared in front of you.

This temple has been very grand and grand in my impression since I was a child. Now I think there are actually few such majestic buildings in the southwest. The entire temple is built along the mountain, and each Buddhist temple goes up step by step according to the mountain. The highest pagoda at the end is on the top of the mountain, giving people a grand momentum that overlooks all living beings.

In its magnificent momentum, it actually combines the exquisite beauty of southern buildings. Each eaves are carefully crafted. There is even a delicate and exquisite pavilion not far from the temple gate. The flowers all over the mountains add a bit of beauty and elegance to the temple.

We slowly walked to the temple and saw a plaque hanging above the gate. I have seen it countless times. Every word is incense and a sense of tranquility.

Tianmu Temple.

As soon as I saw these three words, I suddenly realized something. When I turned around, I saw Liu Qinghan standing on the stone steps, looking at the plaque with a serious face.

I remembered that Wen Fengxi had already recovered some memories when he was in the capital, but it was more likely that he had accepted some facts told by others. However, I don’t know how much he still remembers about Tianmu Temple.

"Tianmu...si..."

He said these three words gently, and suddenly he seemed to remember something. He reached out and patted Wen Fengxi's shoulder beside him. Wen Fengxi glanced at me with the corner of his eyes, and then said to him: "Well, this is the place where Mr. Fu Da mentioned to you before, and he taught you the teachings and answered questions."

"ah……"

He nodded as if he realized it, turned his head to look at me again, as if he wanted to see my reaction. At this moment, a little novice monk hurried out from the temple. When he arrived at the door, he was shocked: "This is-"

Pei Yuanfeng stepped forward: "Let your abbot come out."

The little novice monk stood at the door, clasped his hands respectfully to us, and then said, "Tan Yue, abbot--"

Before he could finish his words, a rough and thick voice rang behind him, as if the clear sky had thundered, making people's ears buzzing: "Who is such a big show, I'll see the abbot as soon as I come."

With this sound, a heavy footsteps sounded, and a tall monk, who was like a black iron tower, walked out from behind.

This monk was about fifty years old, and the traces of the wind and frost years were all engraved on his face, but he had a pair of bright eyes, like a beacon in the dark night, with a wide nose and a thick beard, and he didn't look like a monk who had become a monk, but more like a bandit.

As soon as he saw him, everyone present was intimidated by the banditry. Even the little novice monk trembled and saluted him carefully: "Uncle Fearless."

"Do not block my words!"

This "Fearless Uncle" is a bandit and does not be gentle in his work. With a slap the size of a palm fan, he slapped the little novice monk behind him, almost falling down when he was unsteady. He had already strode to us and looked down at us.

Suddenly, the brilliant gaze fell on Liu Qinghan's face.

"You little chicken, it's you!"

Liu Qinghan was stunned. Before he could speak, the fearless monk had already strode over and hugged him. Liu Qinghan was not short, but when he was hugged like a child in his arms, he could only hear a thunderous laughter from the man: "Why, after so many years, he has been doing well, this dress, haha... he is wearing a mask of Luo Shi, afraid that the Sa family will recognize you, and hit you?"

After saying that, he was about to reach out to take off the mask from Liu Qinghan's face.

Liu Qinghan probably hasn't met anyone who dared to talk to him like this since he went south to Yangzhou. He was stunned for a moment. It was not until the hand reached on his face that he hurriedly reached out to block it. Wen Fengxi next to him immediately reached over and held the wrist of the fearless monk: "Who are you? How dare you be rude to adults!"

"What?! Sir?" When the fearless monk heard this, he stared at Liu Qinghan's already a little unfair face. He immediately became angry, with thick eyebrows standing up, and grabbed him: "Just say that you and that old fucker will definitely not have a good thing when you go to the capital with that old fucker. What kind of shit officer did you do, even grandpa wouldn't recognize him!"

His words were vulgar and rude, and the people present had never heard of such words. Even Li'er frowned and pouted.

Seeing that the monk was about to get angry and cause trouble, he slapped Liu Qinghan in the face.

"Uncle Fearless."

At this moment, a call that was neither light nor heavy was heard.

The angry monk froze suddenly, and his huge slap stopped in front of Liu Qinghan's face, and the sensation of wind made his hair fly.

The fearless monk was stupid and stopped there stiffly. After a while, he turned around and looked at me with disbelief on his face.

I looked at him in shock, like a child, and couldn't help but smile softly.

He looked at me for a long time before he hesitating: "You, you call me?"

"yes."

"Your name is Sa's family - uncle?"

I smiled and said, "Didn't I always call this since I was a child?"

"You-" He gasped and looked at me with wide eyes: "You are-"

I smiled and said, "At the time, Uncle Wuwei gave my mother and me what he had eaten and drink, he asked me not to forget the kindness of Uncle Wuwei to me. Why do I still remember now, but Uncle Wuwei forgot me?"

This time he was completely stunned.

The hand unconsciously let go of Liu Qinghan, and his strong body trembled and slowly walked towards me. I heard his heavy footsteps, almost shaking the ground beneath my feet. When he finally walked to me, a shadow blocked my sight and made me see that my eyes were slightly red and almost filled with tears.

After a while, he said, "Miss?"

I said, "It's me."

His breathing was suffocated, as if he couldn't believe it, and asked again: "Is it really a lady?"

"Of course it's me."

This time, I couldn't even hear his breath, and I saw many expressions flashing across his face in an instant, happy, ecstatic, depressed, and annoyed, as if I had experienced more than ten years of emotions in this moment.

Then, he paused suddenly: "Oh!"

He heard a "click" sound, and he broke a piece of the bluestone slab at the entrance of the temple, but he didn't care at all. He grabbed my hands, laughed and cried: "Miss, you're back!"

He was probably too excited and couldn't control his strength. My hands were tightly held in the palm of his hand, almost breaking them, but looking at him like a child, he was exactly the same as my memory decades ago. The difference was that he was innocence in front of his mother, but now, he had no cover in front of me. I forgot the pain, and only tears filled my eyes in an instant, and I looked at him with a smile: "Uncle Wuwei."

I remember this fearless monk, not only because his personality is the very special one of the people I know, but also because during the most difficult period between me and my mother, not only Xishan Academy was the one who helped us. I remember that in my childhood, he was the same, speaking like a thunderbolt, and often trembled our little houses when I opened my mouth. My mother, who likes quiet people, always smiled and said nothing when facing him, letting him laugh and scold him, and her eyes looked like a child. At that time, Liu Qinghan told me that there was a monk who was not jealous of meat and vegetables in Tianmu Temple, who often asked Fu Badai to drink, but when I heard it, I thought it was him. And I heard that he was really a bandit, but it is unknown how he came to Tianmu Temple and how he became a monk.

However, this man is strong-willed, generous and straightforward, and has a hint of childish innocence. He is considered an alien in this temple. I don’t know how these monks who are cautious in their words and actions in Tianmu Temple tolerate him.

Everyone around was surprised to see this scene. No one spoke for a while. Just when the fearless monk held my hand, he shed a few tears in pain, and said to me with grievance: "I think it's my whole life, and I will never see the eldest lady."

"Aren't I back?"

As I said, I tried hard to pull out my hand that had suffered from all the hardships from his palm and gently patted the back of his hand. However, his hand was too big and it was like a vinegar bowl when I pinched it. I patted his hand, not as if I was comforting, but as if I was dusting him with mosquitoes.

In fact, it was not too surprising to see him. After all, this is Tianmu Temple, the place I used to be the most familiar with, and there are people I am most familiar with here. However, until I saw his face, I couldn't even remember him. It was indeed the memories of the past. It had been too long, so long that I had blurred myself.

However, he did not forget it, and did not avoid suspicion. He grabbed my hand and refused to put it down. He also looked straight at my face: "Does the eldest lady know about the wife?"

My heart moved slightly.

He quickly glanced around and said to him, "Uncle Wuwei, we have just returned from Nian Baoyu. There was a big battle there, and everyone was very hungry. Please ask someone to clean up a few rooms and give us some rest?"

"Okay, okay!"

He agreed repeatedly, and did not let go of me. He immediately pulled me in and walked in. Others could not, so he could only follow. After passing the gate of the temple, I remembered something and said, "By the way, there are some soldiers we brought back at the foot of the mountain. You can also send some rice and flour. Looking back - I will ask Qingchen to bring the things."

"Miss, have you met Uncle Wuwei? Besides, weren't those things also sent by them? Come on!"

I was pulled in by him like a chick. Pei Yuanfeng and the others had nothing to say, and they already understood the temperament of this person, so they could only shake their heads and follow them.

As soon as I entered the gate, I saw a Wei Tuo in front of me. His eyes were angrily open, and the vajra in his hand hit the ground, which was very majestic, indicating that this Tianmu Temple does not accept foreign monks, so there are not many free wing rooms in the temple. Fortunately, the little novice monk was quite sensible. He called a few novice monks to help, and the chaos was a while, and finally settled everyone down.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! I am fearless and childish. I gave me a maximum room without any hesitation. I kept kicking and hitting the little novice monks, asking them to go to the foot of the mountain to rinse the ground, incense, and cursing. Li'er looked very rare, and I just smiled. When he was in a hurry to leave and wanted to do something, I took Yuan Xiu and Li'er into the room. After a little bit of rectification, Li'er grabbed a few little novice monks and wanted to go out for a walk, so I simply let her go, and then helped Yuan Xiu sit by the bed.

He hadn't had time to take care of him. Although he didn't complain, his face was pale and he knew that the pain was very heavy.

Carefully helped him take off his clothes, and he saw that the bandage was already bloody.

I immediately frowned and said, "Why, the wound has cracked again, why didn't you say it earlier?"

He smiled: "It is inevitable that there is something to do with riding a horse along the way."

I sighed. He was already injured and couldn't say anything about him. I could only remove the bandage carefully. It was inevitable that he would touch the wound, and he would not cry out. After scrubbing the wound, he applied medicine to him and carefully sealed it with a bandage.

After doing all this, I breathed a sigh of relief. When I raised my head, I saw his eyes smiling bent under the candlelight: "You are getting more and more skilled now. If I get hurt in the future, I don't have to hire a doctor."

I angrily glanced at him: "Is anyone cursing myself like this?"

He laughed loudly.

I also laughed helplessly. While laughing, I helped him pull up his sleeves that were inconvenient to pull up, but before I could put on my clothes, the door was "bumped" open with a slam.

Before I looked back, I already knew who it was.

"Miss? I——"
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