Knowing that his niece was delicious and delicious in Kangding Bo Mansion, someone was easy to serve, Wen Wan relaxed instead.

It doesn't matter if she can't recognize each other for the time being. At least, she will know that the girl is not in danger.

...

Song Wei was resting on this day, and it was drizzling.

Originally, the couple agreed to go to Fahua Temple today, but Wenwan waited for a long time but the rain stopped. She gave up and looked at the man sitting opposite the table, "Why don't you forget it, let's go somewhere else and wait for you to rest next time."

Song Wei looked out the window and said, "There are few pilgrims on rainy days, so it may be easier to see Master Xuyun."

Wen Wan heard that he had made up his mind to go, but she didn't stop him anymore and turned around and went into the inner room to change her clothes.

The bitter and hot summer day suddenly drizzled, with a hint of coolness mixed in the wind, which made people feel very comfortable when they brushed on their faces.

Wen Wan changed her clothes and saw the man standing under the eaves of the house, slowly opening the oil-paper umbrella. The handle of the umbrella was green in color, which made his hand clearly tied.

Wen Wan was in a daze for a moment and stepped forward.

Song Wei moved the umbrella over and covered the two of them with their heads.

Walking out on the thin water on the ground, Song Wei suddenly asked, "Has Jinbao arranged it?"

Wen Wan nodded, "I heard that my father went to the bird market to buy some interesting birds. I am currently in Rong'an Hall. I don't care when I hear that I want to leave."

As he said that, Wen Wan laughed and scolded, "That little guy with no conscience, I am a fuck when I want it, and I am not as good as a bird when I don't want it."

Listening to her wife's complaints, Song Wei burst into laughter and asked her to pay attention to the road beneath her feet.

When he arrived by the carriage, Song Wei still maintained an umbrella posture, blocking Wenwan and asking her to get on first. He slowly put away the umbrella and hung it on the hook outside, then lifted the curtain and sat in.

Then the carriage slowly set off and headed out of the Xicheng Gate.

There was rain and fog outside, and the curtains were tightly closed, so the light in the car was not very good.

Wen Wan thought of the purpose of her trip today, and her previous gentle and pleasant mood suddenly tensed up.

The man next to him stretched over with a warm palm, connecting her fingers.

The sound of rain made the car very quiet, and gentle could clearly feel the warmth flowing where the two fingers touched each other.

Silent, and smooth.

——

It was more than an hour after the carriage arrived at the foot of Mount Maitreya.

Song Wei went down first, opened the umbrella and waited for Wen Wan to come out. Seeing that she didn't step on it, she reached out to help her in time.

Afterwards, he told Bo Lin to go to a nearby pavilion to find a place to hide from the rain, and not to wait at the foot of the mountain.

The rain was much smaller than when I first left the house. The road up the mountain was paved by bluestone steps by our predecessors, so it was not difficult to walk.

Wen Wan came last time and is already familiar with her.

The two of them stood side by side, almost the same pace, and occasionally they would meet tourists down the mountain on the way.

Perhaps as Song Wei said, the weather was not good, the number of pilgrims would decrease. I didn’t see many people along the way from the foot of the mountain.

Standing outside the gate, Wen Wan looked up at the solemn and solemn words "Fahua Temple" and took a deep breath.

Song Wei's gentle eyes came over, "Are you ready?"

Wenwan nodded and walked a few steps forward, but felt that it was inappropriate, so she retreated again.

Song Wei was still standing there, without any intention of making fun of her, and just said, "If you feel afraid, then take a rest outside."

Wen Wan suppressed the discomfort in her heart, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and then said to Song Wei, "Okay, go in."

Song Wei chuckled, "Is it really good?"

Wen Wan said, "With me still some courage, leave quickly, otherwise I really won't dare to do it later."

Upon hearing this, Song Wei changed the umbrella to his left hand, gently held her wrist with his right hand, and "Close your eyes."

"..." Wen Wan understood the man's intention, and did not make a sound. She handed her hand obediently, her eyes slightly closed, and there was no other sight in her eyes except for darkness.

After a while, she heard the man's voice, "Rise and walk forward."

Wen Wan followed the instructions and took steps. At first, she was a little inexplicably scared. After taking a few more steps, she no longer hesitated, relaxed wholeheartedly, and completely handed herself over to him.

Wen Wan thought that as a blind man, if he was willing to hand over his hands to someone, he would prove that he had full trust in that person.

She is now fully trusting her husband.

Song Wei pointed the way very carefully. She could successfully avoid it through patient reminding her to avoid it through patient reminding her.

During this period, pilgrims passed by and thought Wenwan was really blind, so they all looked at them with sympathy.

At the same time, the warm scene of a man holding an umbrella in one hand and holding his blind wife slowly forward with the other hand makes people unable to help but be fascinated.

In order to truly experience the feeling of being a blind man, Wen Wan resisted the urge to open her eyes several times. Her nose was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees after the rain, and her ears were filled with the singing of birds in the mountains and the sound of clear springs not far away.

Wen Wan raised the corners of her lips and asked Song Wei, "Is there only two of us?"

Song Wei said, "If you are curious, just open your eyes and take a look."

"No." Wen Wan smiled, "Before meeting Master Xuyun, I decided to be a real blind man."

At this point, I paused, "So, Lord Song, please be more tolerant and patient with me, a blind woman. As a blind man, I can only rely on you."

Listening to the nonsensical words of his wife, Song Wei smiled without saying a word, and the degree of holding her was still unchanged.

When the two arrived outside the scripture hall, Song Wei saw a little novice monk cleaning and asked politely, "My little master, where can I meet Master Xuyun?"

The little novice shook his head, "You came here unexpectedly, and the master is in seclusion."

Last time when Su Yaoqi came, he said that Master Xuyun was in seclusion. After so long, he was still in seclusion?

Wen Wan felt that the little novice monk was a little perfunctory and said to Song Wei, "Let's go directly to the Zen temple where the monks live in the east to find Su Yaoqi. He is a disciple of Master Xuyun and knows the master's movements best."

Song Wei no longer hesitated.

Turning around, seeing that the rain had stopped completely, he put away the umbrella, gently swung away the water stains on it, and then reached out to pull Wen Wan again.

After inquiring about the location of Dongyuan, the couple walked slowly towards the other side.

Su Yaoqi came back from the back mountain and saw a tall man in front of him supporting a woman. The woman seemed to be unable to see it. Every step needed a man to remind him and walked very carefully.

As they approached, Su Yaoqi suddenly realized that these two were Song Wei and his wife.

Her eyebrows jumped hard, and Su Yaoqi stepped forward, "Wan... Amitabha, the female donor just came to this temple a few days ago and appeared again today. Is there anything important? "

As he spoke, his eyes kept staring at Wen Wan's closed eyes. Thinking that she was most likely to never see her again, he felt pain as if she was scraping her bones all over her body.

The person I was looking for came, Wen Wan stopped pretending and slowly opened her eyes.

Su Yaoqi's face showed a look of astonishment, "You..."

He bent his lips and said gentlely, "My eyes are a little uncomfortable. The doctor said it is not appropriate to use your eyes too much, so he asked my husband to help him walk for a while."

The stimulation came too quickly and went too quickly. Su Yaoqi's heart was still pounding and he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

Wen Wan said, "I came here today to meet Master Xuyun in person. I wonder if he is in the temple?"

"Here," Su Yaoqi answered truthfully, "Master just came out of seclusion."

"Then I'll ask Master Shi Kong to help us lead the way."

Su Yao nodded and asked the two of them.

Ordinary pilgrims can't see Master Xuyun. These two people who come today are familiar with him, so it is naturally not difficult to introduce him.

——

A quarter of an hour later, Su Yaoqi took the two to Master Xuyun's Zen Temple.

Wenwan stood under the Bodhi tree, looked at Song Wei who was knocking on the door, and pursed her lips slightly.

Su Yaoqi saw that she was nervous and said, "Master Xuyun is highly respected and kind, so female donors don't have to be afraid."

It is related to "leaking secrets of heaven and being punished by heaven". How could Wen Wan not be afraid? She lowered her head, stepped on the Bodhi leaves under her feet, and her ten fingers were nervously intertwined, as if she was trying her best to restrain some emotion.

Su Yaoqi looked at her side face, a little dazed.

Song Wei knocked on it a few times, and the door opened from inside.

The young monk wearing a gray monk's robe came to open the door. Seeing this, Amitabha Buddha asked Song Wei, "Who is the donor looking for?"

Song Wei said, "I'll look for Master Xuyun."

The little monk turned around and said to the inside, "Master, there is a donor who wants to see you."

The room was silent for a moment, and a thick and old voice suddenly came out, "Please come in."

Wen Wan was slightly shocked when she heard what Master Xuyun said. She didn't say anything. Master Xuyun didn't come out again. How could she know that there were two outside?

Without waiting for her to think about it, Song Wei had already walked up to her, "Wanwan, go in."

Wen Wan let go of her ten fingers, followed Song Wei, and walked towards the Zen room step by step.

When she was about to enter the threshold, Song Wei whispered to her, "Don't be afraid, I'll be there all the time."

Wen Wan heard this and looked up at him, "If the master really shows me something wrong with me in a while, would you still want me?"
Chapter completed!