Chapter 651: Truman's World
At midnight, the civil engineering temple has completely lost the hustle and bustle of the day, and only a few green lights in front of the Buddha are still telling the sleeplessness of the night. Qiu Ming lowered his voice and said: "If there is anything illegal in this temple, there must be something like a secret passage, we will go separately to find it, and we will meet at the gate of the main hall later." Be careful not to startle the snake. ”
Jiang Qin and Zhou Tai agreed and dispersed, but Huang Zhong grabbed Qiu Ming and said, "It's too dangerous for you to act alone, I'd better go with you." ”
Qiu Ming smiled: "Don't worry, the temple is so big, even if I am in danger, you will hear it." And as you saw in the afternoon, those monks are all rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs, and I can handle them completely. Huang Zhong was not at ease in the end, and he was willing to leave after a few more words.
Looking through the open door of the temple, the Divine Beast in front of the Jizo Bodhisattva's throne seemed to have red eyes shining and stared at the uninvited guest motionlessly. Qiu Ming searched in the hall for a long time, and even the narrow space behind the Buddha statue was seriously patted, but still found nothing, this temple is so big, if there is really anything boring, it will not be impossible to find it, I just hope that Jiang Qin and they can find something in the meditation room.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Tyuming's mind, as if he had thought of something. Is this temple so big? Before the Du family was wiped out, how could one of the richest families in Nanyang live in such a small house? There must be something strange about it.
Thinking of this, Tyumen hurriedly went out and went around to the back of the palace, and walked not far, only to see a high wall facing him, covering the sky and the moon like an iron curtain in the night, and he couldn't see his head up and left and right. Tyumen was greatly surprised, what was the purpose of building such a wall in this place?
By the dim moonlight, Tyumen noticed that under the base of the wall, a row of low shrubs was planted, as if to prevent idlers from approaching the high wall. Qiu Ming frowned, even tourists like him had to make things difficult in the temple, and he really couldn't think of any idlers who would run to the wasteland behind the palace.
Tyumen walked along the high wall for a while and noticed that there were gaps in the bushes everywhere, as if someone had often passed through them. When he saw that there was no one around, he also walked under the wall through the gap.
From a distance, this high wall stands tall and towering into the clouds, and when you get closer, you can feel the sense of oppression on your face, and you can almost squeeze out the small things hidden under the Tyuming leather robe. When Tyumen came to this era, it seemed that only the Deyang Palace in Luoyang could be compared with this wall, which made him feel a lot of emotion, the ancient Chinese working people were really industrious and intelligent, and they were able to build such a great spectacle.
With admiration and pilgrimage-like mood, Tyumen stepped forward and touched the wall, as if he also wanted to get a little light of the gods. However, the slippery fingers made Tyumen immediately realize that this wall was not made of bricks and stones, or rather, it was not a wall at all, but a high erected wooden plank, which was just painted with white clouds and stone textures on the board, which made people look illusioned.
Tyumen didn't know what the wall looked like in the daytime, but on such a quiet night, it was indeed possible to confuse the real with the fake. Is this a Truman's world? So what's behind the planks? Tyumen fumbled for a secret door on the board, pushed it and walked over.
The moment he pushed the door open, Tyumen felt as if he had crossed through again, entering a new world. If the atmosphere in the temple is gloomy, it gives the impression of being vibrant, and even the moonlight seems to be shining all at once.
The first thing to enter is a meandering stream, the water flowing merrily and shining with a silver light. Next to the creek is a lush flower bed where you can see all kinds of flowers blooming. There was a dark fragrance flowing in the air, and the sound of silk and bamboo could be faintly heard drifting from afar, and among the swaying night flowers, Tyuming seemed to have been hit by something, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.
Just when he felt the beauty of life with all his heart and was intoxicated and could hardly extricate himself, a human voice suddenly came from the opposite side of the stream, and Qiu Ming was taken aback, and hurriedly hid himself among the flowers and leaves.
The moonlight is long, the flowing water is long, and a pair of shadows seem to walk out of the picture and walk to the flower garden. The little girl who walked behind said softly: "Madam, the young master is not at home these days, and the little young master is making a fuss again, but it hurts you." Tonight is cold and dewy, so you might as well rest early. ”
The lady sighed faintly: "My own body, how can I not know? By the way, you go and inform the heroes in the front yard and tell them to be quieter and not disturb the little master's sleep. The little girl was just about to leave, but the lady stopped her again and said, "You are tired of the day today, after giving them a good time, go and rest first, I will appreciate the moon for a while, look at the flowers for a while, and then go back to the room." ”
The little girl agreed, and Madame looked at her back and couldn't help but sigh faintly. Qiu Ming heard her sigh, and felt quite poignant and gorgeous, and couldn't help but want to look at her carefully, but finally pressed a heart that was about to move.
Through the gap between the flowers and leaves, Qiu Ming saw that the lady bowed to the moon a few times, and took out the flower hoe and flower broom to sweep the remaining flowers and leaves on the ground into a pile. Qiu Ming said in his heart: "Could it be that I traveled to Jiafu and met Sister Lin?" But how did Sister Lin become a lady? Something doesn't seem right. “
The moonlight sprinkled like water on this flower garden, accompanied by the gurgling water, is really not sad and secretly hateful, at this time silent is better than sound. I don't know how long it took, but Madame put down the hoe and sighed faintly again: "Since you have come, please come out." ”
Qiu Ming was stunned, it turned out that she already knew that she was hiding aside? However, Qiuming was at this time when his heart was gone, and he didn't think much about it, and was about to say yes, when suddenly an alarm rose in his heart, as if a basin of ice water was poured on the day of the harsh winter of Sanjiu, and the whole person froze on the spot.
At this moment, a person slowly walked from the other side of the stream, and although he could not see clearly in the darkness, he could also feel his tall and mighty dragon spirit steps. I saw this person step across the stream, and said deeply to this lady: "Du family lady, Yun Chang is polite." ”
It was as if a thunderbolt exploded above Tyumen's head, and all the charming customs of Tyumen were scorched and tender at once. Guan yu? How could he be here, judging from his title, that lady is clearly the owner of this house, the only survivor of the Du family, Qin Jie's daughter-in-law Du Shi, how did the two of them get together? Tyumen was frightened and frightened, barely knowing where he was, and finally suppressed his heart and listened to their conversation with bated breath.