Sand between eyebrows

Chapter 1 Wedges
According to legend, in the wine shop in Chang'an City, there lived a Mr. Zhangguo who liked to read books to guests.

All the old and weak women and children in Chang'an City heard him tell a story 53 years ago. The protagonist of the story was a young monk and a girl Liu who lived in Ruyilou.

Ruyi Building was the most famous dance hall in Chang'an 53 years ago. The girls in it were beautiful and good at singing and dancing. Many dignitaries fought openly and secretly to get a good position in Ruyi Building.It was here that the little monk and Miss Liu met.

According to the story, in order to save Miss Liu, the little monk accidentally killed someone. Miss Liu said that the man had committed many crimes and deserved to die, so she took the little monk who wanted to go to the rivers and lakes and started to fight for justice. favor.But later, they never escaped the catastrophe of their lives.

The catastrophe of love.

A drinker asked Mr. Zhang Guo, did the little monk love Miss Liu?

The husband said, maybe only the young monk knows whether he has ever been tempted.

The last time I saw Mr. Zhang Guo was when the wine shop was over, he was leaning on a brown and purple bamboo cane carved with plum blossoms, and he staggered down from the railing of the building.

I have heard this story too, for seven years.

He was in good health when he first heard the story.At that time, snow was falling outside the building, and the red plum blossoms by the window were in full bloom. He was sitting in front of the small stove, sipping the new fermented wine.When he finished telling the story, he stared at the red plum blossoms outside the window and was absent-minded for a long time.

However, Mr. Zhang Guo has told the story for so many years, but he has never told the ending.

Many people want to know the ending, including me.

I asked my husband what happened to the little monk and Miss Liu in the story. My husband turned his back to me, his stooped body slowly turning around.There was light in his eyes, and he said: "The ending of the story is not with the old man, but with Miss Liu. If the girl wants to know the answer, go north to Xinzhou, and the old woman at the foot of Mount Wutai will tell you."

After bidding farewell to my husband, I went north on horseback, and it took nearly three months to reach Xinzhou.

When I left Chang'an City, the shadows of trees outside the city were sparse, and the red walls and green tiles were especially eye-catching under the withered branches.When I came to Xinzhou, the road was covered with deep snow, and at a glance, the sky and the earth were on the line.

I asked a lot of people before I walked to the foot of Mount Wutai and found the old woman Mr. Zhang Guo was talking about.

The old lady sat alone in the wind and snow, holding a lacquered Jiaoweiqin in her hand, and stared at the direction of Mount Wutai with bewildering eyes.The red plum next to it has blossomed into buds, becoming the only ray of red in the vast white world.

The old woman murmured softly, but I couldn't hear what she was saying.When I approached, I heard a few words, and the old woman said: "Little monk...Little monk..."

After 53 years, is she still waiting for her little monk?

But her little monk, in the Foguang Temple on Wutai Mountain, has passed away, or is he still with the wooden fish and green lantern?

I never believed that there is really a romantic thing in this world, which can span the years, from youth to whitehead.

Until the old woman finally turned around and told me the story that Mr. Zhang Guo couldn't finish...

(End of this chapter)