Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 79
"In that case, why don't we go and see the excitement?" Qingling smiled slightly, as if she could see through her thoughts, "Explore the mystery of bringing the dead back to life?"

"The means of going against the sky are mostly dirty." June thought for a while, closed the book in her hand, and said with disdain, "But if you are interested, I don't mind accompanying you."

The corners of Qingling's mouth lightly raised, knowing that she had already been tempted, but she couldn't hold back her face, she was embarrassed to say it.

So at noon, the two set off hand in hand.Qingling found a shop that sold incense candles, and after inquiring with the hawker for a long time, she found out that there was a ruined temple on a nearby mountain, with few people inside and few incense sticks.

"Looks like it's probably here." He thought of the monk he saw yesterday, with bare feet and scantily clad clothes, he didn't look like he was from a famous temple.

"Are you going to worship the Bodhisattva?" June wore an embroidered padded jacket, stepped on the snow, looked at him with a smile and said, "If a thousand-year-old monster goes to offer incense, he is not afraid of being struck by lightning."

"I'm not going to worship a Bodhisattva, but a monk." Qingling smiled triumphantly, "I got some clues yesterday, it seems that the person who can bring back the dead to life is an old monk."

"Oh? Another monk?" June held back her smile and looked down at the white snow beneath her feet. "The one who followed you yesterday was also a monk. Don't you think it's a bit of a coincidence?"

"What's the point? It just proves that the monks in that temple are still capable, unlike the idiots who only know how to collect incense money."

"But if you send it to your door, aren't you afraid of being tricked by them?" June said in a lower voice, as if worried.

"Hahaha!" Qing Ling seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and suddenly laughed up to the sky, her handsome facial features were almost dislocated, "June, you really underestimate me. Even if those bald donkeys rush up, I won't be afraid, The only thing I am afraid of is the officers and soldiers, because there are too many of them, it is really difficult to deal with."

"It's rare that you also know what to be afraid of." Seeing that he was so confident, June knew that he was full of confidence, so she couldn't help but relax a little.

The two hired a carriage on the street and rushed to the suburbs.

It was the cold winter at this time, the vegetation was withered, the snow was covered, and the huge rocks stood steeply on both sides of the road, adding a bit of chilling atmosphere.

The two were silent all the way, each thinking about their own concerns.

The carriage was moving forward on the bumpy mountain road. After an unknown amount of time, it suddenly slowed down and stopped slowly.

"Guests, if you go up this mountain road, you will see the temple." The driver of the car laughed loudly, "But you two must look carefully, because the temple is broken and small. , you will miss it if you are not careful."

The two looked at each other with a smile, shook their heads helplessly, and walked up the mountain hand in hand.

Because Qingling was originally transformed from a wild beast, she is familiar with walking on mountain roads, and although June seems to be young, her steps are lighter than ordinary people.

So in less than an hour, the two arrived at the top of the mountain stepping on the snow.

I saw the trees on the mountain, desolate and gloomy, with only occasional jackdaws passing over the top of the head, and there was not even a trace of human habitation.

"Did we find the wrong place?" June looked at the surrounding scenery, frowned, "Let's not talk about monks, there seems to be no one who can breathe."

"It shouldn't be wrong." Qing Ling stopped in front of a crooked stone tablet, and brushed off the thin falling snow with her sleeve, only to see three large characters vaguely appearing on it: Temple of Eternal Life!
"The name of this temple is quite a coincidence. It seems that those who pursue immortality came up with it." When June saw the stele, he immediately became energetic, "I don't know how many people like this, most of them were created by themselves. The elixir is poisoned to death, do you think it's interesting?"

"There are exceptions to everything, let's go and have a look." Qingling didn't take it seriously, and walked deeper into the forest with a nonchalant smile still on her lips.

Sure enough, after walking for a while, the two saw a cornice in the woods, as if there really was a temple.

It's just that the temple is small and broken, surrounded by layers of trees. Fortunately, it is winter. If it is midsummer, it will inevitably not be submerged by the surrounding trees.

I saw that the temple door was half closed, surrounded by weeds, and a young monk in thin clothes was sweeping the snow outside the door.

The monk heard movement in the woods, looked up, and saw a handsome young man in green clothes and a girl who looked less than ten years old standing not far away, he couldn't help being taken aback.

"Master, we want to pay a visit to the abbot of this Changsheng Temple, may I inform you?" Qing Ling looked at this monk, it seemed to be very similar to the one who followed her yesterday.It's just that he was wearing a bamboo hat, so he didn't see his real face, but he didn't dare to misidentify him.

"Two benefactors, please wait a moment. I'll call Master right away." The little monk opened his mouth and ears, as if he had been caught as a thief and appeared, he quickly threw away the broom and ran into the monastery.

"Why does this monk see us as if he saw a ghost?" June exclaimed in surprise, "Don't we look strange?"

"Hehehe, what you said is really correct, but which one of us is human?" Qingling said with a frivolous smile.

"You two, please come with me. Master already knows why you two are here." The little monk was still a little flustered when he came out again, and led them into the temple calmly.

I saw that the temple was narrow and dilapidated, about the same size as the courtyard of a rich family with three entrances and three exits.

It's just that there is a Buddha statue enshrined in the living room of ordinary people's homes, and there is an incense burner and candlestick on the confession table, which gives it a temple atmosphere.

The young monk led the two of them through the temple, into the inner room, pushed open a dilapidated wooden door, and saw an old monk sitting cross-legged on a futon in the dim light.

Described as decayed, pale and emaciated, at first glance it looks like a sitting zombie.

"Two benefactors, the old monk has been waiting here for a long time." The old monk seemed to be over sixty years old, with a few white beards floating on his sharp chin, which added a bit of immortality to him.

"My surname is Hu, and my name is Qing Ling. This is my younger sister. She doesn't have a real name yet, but her nickname is June." As soon as Qing Ling heard his hoarse voice, she knew that she had found the right person for this trip, because this The voice of the old monk was exactly the same as the one he heard last night from the memories of Mrs. Bao's family.

"The poor monk's name is Xuyun. That is my disciple Deqing. We, the master and the disciple, have been cultivating here for a long time. Many people don't know that the two of you have traveled a long distance, so you must have something important to do?" The old monk stood up slowly, and he said politely to the two of them.

"Master, since you have already expected us to come, don't you know what we are doing?" Qingling's eyes brightened, and she was already secretly guarding.

"It's about bringing the dead back to life, right?" The old monk smiled slightly, "But it depends on how long the person has been dead, and the time to die, if the body has rotted, even a god can't help it, let alone me, a mortal? "

"Of course the body is not rotten, it is still lifelike."

"Oh? That's very good. I wonder if Mr. Hu can take me there so that the poor monk can go and see the dead benefactor?"

"You don't have to go, it's right here." Qing Ling pulled June to her body and pushed her two steps forward, "Look at this child, she has been dead for thousands of years, can you think of a way to bring her back to life? ?”

Xu Yun looked at June, who looked like a girl, first startled, then a little bit of envy appeared in his cloudy old eyes.

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"Child, come here and let me have a look." Xu Yun beckoned to June, beckoning her to come over, then tried her pulse, and then pinched her wrist, only to feel that the touch was cold, and her pulse was gone, clearly Been dead for a long time.

But seeing that the girl's face was rosy, her eyes were clear, and she didn't look like a dead person at all, she couldn't help but gasped in surprise.

"Grandpa, I am indeed dead, but because I took the elixir, I have maintained the posture of a living person until now." June curled her lips, as if touching her heart, and replied sadly.

"Rather than immortality, it's better to say she's a living zombie." Qing Ling frowned, "Master, do you think she can become a living person?"

"In this world, is there really an elixir of life? Where did you get it from?"

"It's a long story." Qingling told him about the medicine test in the palace in June, and the chance to eat the elixir of life, and when everything was finished, it was already getting late.

Xu Yun pondered for a while, as if he was thinking about something, then he circled around June twice, carefully testing her pulse and breathing.

"Okay, Mr. Hu, seeing that you are sincere, I will help you this time. But I have never encountered such a situation. If there is a mistake, I will need Mr. Hu to help me." He said After finishing all this, he said firmly to Qing Ling.

"Thank you, master, if you need me to do something, just say it straight."

"This girl has been dead for thousands of years, and I can't guarantee that I can bring her back to life, but if it happens, I hope that the young master can donate some silver to help us repair the temple and coat the golden body of the Buddha."

These words seemed to be in Qingling's expectation, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile, and he nodded slightly, "How much will it cost at that time, master, please tell me directly, everything in this world can be solved with money Things are small things."

Seeing that it was getting late and the shadow of the moon hung in the sky, the young monk Deqing hurriedly prepared beds for the two of them to stay overnight.

"Reviving this child is different from the one who just died. The poor monk may have to prepare for two more days. I hope you two can stay here for two more days."

Seeing what he said, the two had no choice but to agree, and they lived in the backyard of this humble temple that night.

"Qingling, what kind of medicine do you think this old monk sells in his gourd? Did he already know that we are not human?" June sat on the dirty and simple bed, seeming worried.

"Hey hey hey, that's for sure, it's just that we both show our faces to each other, so why bother to expose them?" Qingling sat on the bed lazily, with the corners of her eyes slightly slanted, and said coldly, "Which monk looks like him?" Just as greedy for money? I think he is probably disguised as a charlatan, and it is very likely that he has some unspeakable secrets, so he hides in this ruined temple as a fake monk."

"Since you know they are liars, will you still give them money?"

"Who knows?" Qingling closed her eyes and rested her mind, and said lazily, "Let's talk about it when the time comes, trying to cheat money from me will be as difficult as heaven."

Seeing that he regards money as his life, June can't help shaking his head and sighing.

It was originally a fox, but after living for so long, it can't even comprehend the word "wealth". It's so bizarre!

The temperature on the mountain was already lower than that in the city, and there was not enough charcoal fire in this ruined temple. After chatting for a while, the two rushed to bed and rested.

Unexpectedly, just after midnight, depressing voices came from the yard.

Both Qingling and June were very human, as soon as the voice sounded, they both opened their eyes at the same time and sat up from the bed at the same time.

Qing Ling's figure was as nimble as spring water, she got out of bed silently, opened the window a little, and saw two figures standing in the hazy moonlight and in the white snow.

The two wore heavy cotton-padded clothes, held a white lantern in their hands, said a few words furtively, and walked out of the temple together.

Looking at the figure, it is clearly the old monk Xuyun and his apprentice Deqing.

"What are they doing here?" June also got up and asked curiously.

"I don't know, we'll talk about it later." Qingling took June's hand and walked out of the room carefully.

Although the master and apprentice had long since disappeared, there were still light footprints on the snow. They followed the intermittent footprints and soon came to the back mountain.

In a clearing with dry grass in the back mountain, the old monk was holding a white cloth flag, waving it non-stop, and chanting words, as if he was casting a magic formation.

The little monk stood beside his master holding a lantern, motionless.

Under the silver-white moonlight, we could see overgrown grass all around, and there seemed to be dozens of tombstones vaguely erected in the grass, which looked like a cemetery.

"What is he doing in the cemetery?" June and Qingling hid behind a tree together. Although they had lived for thousands of years, they still couldn't help being a little scared when they saw the old monk's posture.

"It seems to be summoning souls." Qingling glanced at it and her heart was like a mirror, "Looking at the way he summons souls, he is not a monk at first glance."

"Then why did he come here in the middle of the night to summon souls?" June was even more confused, "Does he still want to see a dead person?"

Qing Ling pondered for a while, seemed to think of something, and suddenly pulled June.

"Let's go, let's go back first, I seem to know what he is doing."

Seeing him like this in June, she knew that he had figured it out, but it was inconvenient to say it at this time, so she had to follow him quickly along the rough mountain road back to the temple.

"If I'm not mistaken, they might be preparing for your resurrection." Qingling returned to the room with a wry smile, "I kind of understand what the resurrection spell is all about."

"Just tell me what you know, don't make a fool of yourself." June scratched her head anxiously, but she still couldn't come up with a clue.

"The so-called bringing the dead back to life is actually putting another soul in the body when the body is dead and the soul is separated from the body, and then assisted by secret medicine to draw out a breath of yang energy. Most of the later souls are from the mountains. A wandering lonely ghost, so the ability to survive is extremely strong, even if you catch a chance, you will not let it go."

"So, after those souls get the human body, they will try their best to revive them, and with the help of monk Xuyun, as long as they are not corpses with damaged organs, most of them can be revived?"

"Probably so." Thinking of what she saw last night, Qing Ling mused, "Those who came back to life are reminded not to look in the mirror, because once they look in the mirror, the souls living inside will see that they have changed beyond recognition, and they will remember that they have changed. The fact of death, without the support of that ray of thought power, those who survived will die again."

"But don't those spirit bodies have memory?"

"I guess it's pretty good if I can remember what I looked like when I was alive. When they live in a new body, they will gradually merge with the physical body, and what they get is the memory of this body." Qingling thought for a while and said, "But this The method doesn’t seem to work for you? Why did he still promise us?”

"Indeed, my soul has never left, and because of the elixir, my body has become an immortal zombie. How can he restore me?"

"Perhaps this old monk has other methods. After all, such money-grubbing people can do anything for money." Qingling said confidently, completely forgetting that she is the leader among money fans.

While the two were talking, there was another light knock outside the door, as if two monks had come back from outside.

Qing Ling and June tiptoed into the bed in a hurry, and June looked at the moonlight faintly coming in from the window, and sighed a long time.

For some reason, she always felt that there was something wrong with this matter. If the two monks only wanted money, why did they follow Qing Ling the day before?

But she thought for a long time but couldn't think of a clue, and after an unknown period of time, she finally fell into a deep sleep.

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In the early morning of the next day, the little monk Deqing politely woke the two of them up and prepared dried vegetables and porridge. There was no trace of fatigue on his face, as if he hadn't gone out at all last night.

Qingling and June saw that he behaved politely and had a certain amount of advance and retreat, so they couldn't press him directly, so they had to stay in this dilapidated small temple and wait and see what happened.

But whenever she had free time, Qingling wandered around the yard, and even measured the height of the Buddha statue, as if she was looking for clues.

"Qingling, what are you doing? Did you find any clues?" June followed behind him curiously, seeing that he had a serious expression on his face and his brows were slightly frowning, as if he was deep in thought.

"Hey... don't bother me yet." Qingling said to her impatiently, "Didn't you see that I was calculating the size of this courtyard?"

"The size of the court, the courtyard? Why do you want to know this? Is there a mystery hidden in this courtyard?"

"Idiot! I'm counting money!" Qingling couldn't bear it any longer, and said bitterly to her, "How can I do this business without counting the amount needed to renovate this yard? If that old bald donkey accidentally takes over How can it be cheap?"

Hearing this, June had nothing to say, only heaved a long sigh and walked back to the room with his head down.

(End of this chapter)