Each sound is faster and harder than the other, as if to wake up something sleeping.
"Poor little one, what's your name?"
"Why don't you speak, then I call you a little mute?"
"Little mute, it's time to eat."
The crisp and tender children's voices came in waves, accompanied by the sound of play and slapstick like silver bells.
"All dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing"
The child with a milky voice was reciting Buddhist sutras seriously, and in the background was the slow sound of wooden fish.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, he saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and he survived all the hardships"
After thinking about it, the voice became smaller and smaller until there was no movement at all.
The person chanting the sutra fell asleep.
This thought flashed through Li Qinian's heart.
A picture even appeared in her mind: a towering mountain surrounded by smoke and clouds, a red temple sitting on the mountain, incense burning in the incense burner, a young monk wearing cassocks sitting cross-legged in front of a futon, his big smooth head facing away from the temple door. , the little monk was like a chicken pecking rice, his head bit by bit, his hand knocking on the wooden fish became weaker and weaker, and he dozed off in a daze
She wanted to see the temple clearly, but no matter how hard she concentrated, she couldn't get a full view of it.
Li Qinian came back to his senses and raised his eyes to look at the nameless tablet, his heart sinking slightly.
Why does she hear these sounds?
Who is the little monk in the picture?
"Little mute, do you believe there are really gods in the sky?"
"I don't believe it anyway."
"Everything is false, if you don't believe in gods and Buddhas"
The immature childish voice is still chattering and singing a one-man show.
The person opposite never spoke, but she kept talking to herself tirelessly.
"It's over, Master is going to punish me to copy Buddhist scriptures again"
"Little mute, can you copy it for me?"
"My name is Xiaoqi, the seventh of Chinese Valentine's Day."
"The master said that the day he picked me up happened to coincide with the Lantern Festival at the foot of the mountain"
The little monk¡¯s voice gradually drifted away, and sentences were added together to form a chaotic overture in her mind, as if several people were arguing in her ears at the same time.
Li Qinian shook his head, trying to regain consciousness.
A dark secret room.
The cold mourning hall.
The wooden fish on the hand is dull in color and has nothing special about it.
It was as if everything just now was an illusion she had imagined.
"Is it an illusion"
Her fingertips trembled slightly as she stroked the black wood tablet.
Her eyes fell on the empty space where the name should be engraved, and her voice was frighteningly soft:
"who are you."
The tablet looked at her quietly, without giving her any answer.
The noises and fragments were like the receding tide. She stood on the beach and waited for the tide to rise and fall, but the tide never splashed ashore again.
After staying in the secret room for a while, she determined that there was no more useful information here, so she had to put the wooden fish in her hand back to its original place.
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Back in the room, Li Qinian¡¯s mind was filled with the lingering sound of wooden fish.
Thinking about it carefully, it¡¯s not surprising that Lou Chengxiao would know the young monk. After all, he only saw the master playing chess with him in the backyard last time.
Housekeeper Lou also said that the master is keen on doing good deeds. Every once in a while he has to eat fast, chant Buddha's name, and go to a temple to live for a period of time.
It is not surprising that a person who believes in Buddhism would build such a secret room in his home.
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Before Lou Chengxiao came back, Li Qinian decided to run away.
That old man was very clever. Even if she was sure that she didn't leave any clues, he would inevitably notice something strange.
¡° Taking advantage of the darkening sky, she took a taxi back to the base.
"Hey, are you back?"
Xiaosaner stood at the door and called on the phone. He watched her get out of the taxi from a distance, hang up the phone and walk towards her.
"Why didn't you say hello in advance so that I could pick you up?"
Li Qinian: "It's too troublesome."
"But you came back just in time. There happens to be something that requires your attention."
The two of them walked towards the house.
"what's up?"
"You disappeared for so long and finally came back. Those people were planning a party for half a day, and by the way, you will be reunited."
The mistress¡¯s eyesTurning gurglingly.
¡°It¡¯s a lie to accept the wind and wash away the dust, but it¡¯s true to want to see my women¡¯s clothes, right?¡±
Li Qinian revealed the secret with one word.
"Hehehehe"
The mistress smiled flatteringly.
"When you were still a host, which e-sports player had not been ridiculed by you? Now they know that the person who ridiculed them was a woman, or a woman whose skills surpassed theirs. People are bound to be curious"
"The e-sports circle is mostly filled with rough guys. You scold me, I scold you, and the fun is over. Now suddenly there is a strange woman disguised as a man, and everyone will inevitably want to gossip.
Li Qinian sat slumped on the sofa, crossing his legs:
"Let them give up this idea."
She has recently changed back to men¡¯s clothing, and it is still more convenient to wear men¡¯s clothing in the base.
Xiao San'er sat down next to her and reluctantly persuaded:
"You've been scolding others for so long. Isn't it too much to meet them once?"
"Not going."
She was afraid of being chopped down.
She didn¡¯t sign a team at the time, so she let herself go as she pleased, offending almost everyone in the e-sports circle.
"Don't worry, the boss is here, no one dares to do anything to you."
"Besides, you go wear a skirt, you are a beautiful woman, and there are all big men and women present, who would have the nerve to beat you up?"
The mistress kept persuading.
Li Qinian suddenly turned his head and stared at him:
"What do you want to do?"
¡°You just have to go¡± is written on your face.
Xiao San'er raised his hand to his mouth and did a sewing zipper.
Li Qinian: ""
"fine."
She lowered her head and played a mobile game.
Seeing that he didn¡¯t let go, Xiao San¡¯er was the first to be defeated:
"It's said to be a party, but it's actually just a casual get-together of a few teams with good relationships. You know that in our industry, we eat youth food. We still see each other on the field this year, but next year we might retire ¡¡±
E-sports players are usually between 16 and 25 years old. Due to high-intensity training every day, many people suffer from occupational diseases and usually choose to retire early at the age of 23 or 24. The average retirement age in the industry is 24 years old.
The real golden period only lasts seven or eight years, so for e-sports players, every chance to win is extremely precious.
"Someone is retiring?"
Li Qinian heard his subtext.
"Um."
The mistress lit a cigarette, not too excited, but not negative either.
Catching a glimpse of Li Qinian¡¯s deep black eyes, he smiled indifferently:
"Don't worry, don't worry about me, I've already looked away."
He is 23 this year and will be 24 years old in another year. He is not young anymore.
"You and the boss are here. I still want to win two more world championships and keep trying."
In the World Championships two years ago, he was unable to compete due to a leg injury. He could only watch from the audience, saying that he had no regrets was a lie. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com