Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 1082

Ye Xiaoye's recitation is naturally smooth, without any stuttering, any other child's recitation can't be better than him, at most it's just as smooth.

but……

"wrong!"

Guangqing looked at Ye Xiaoye with hesitation in her heart, but she still didn't find anything wrong until Ye Xiaoye finished reciting and went back to sit down.

Casually called another child to come up and carry it.

While the child was carrying it behind his back, Guangqing suddenly understood, she found out where the problem was!
Rhythm!

Ye Xiaoye's reciting just now is certainly fluent, but it is no different from other children's fluent.

However, yesterday and the night before yesterday, when he recited in the dormitory, it was not like this. Thinking about it carefully, his recitation at that time was not as smooth as before. There are some pauses of different lengths.

Or, shouldn't pause be used to express?
Guangqing thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know how to describe it.

She wished she could call Ye Xiaoye up again, let him recite it again, and emphasized, "It's like you recited it in the dormitory at night."

But in the end no.

This morning's teaching and this afternoon's teaching were still the same as usual, and passed smoothly, but after school, there were many little children whispering, and the senior sister became more beautiful!
Time quickly came to night.

Guangqing routine rounds.

Her behavior was a "routine ward round", but Guangqing himself knew her thoughts, so it was not so "routine".

Although she was still walking along the stone path from one end to the other, and still listening to the voices from different houses, there were conversations, laughter, and reciters, her greatest attention was Always focus on those voices.

When she walked slowly back and forth halfway, the voice finally came!
Feng Haoran's voice.

It was already the third day, Feng Haoran's reciting was much better than on the first day, he didn't even look like a person.

"Isn't this kid stupid!"

Guangqing thought about it.

Feng Haoran was followed by Zong Ping, and after Zong Ping was Qing Hu.

The blue arc is finished.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths... ten breaths... twenty breaths...

After waiting for almost twenty breaths, Guangqing still didn't hear the voice she wanted to hear the most, and at this moment, she heard Qinghu's little hairy boy say in surprise: "Hey, third brother, Don't you recite today?"

"Yes, third child, it's your turn, are you still asleep?" Zong Ping's voice said.

"I was called up by the elder sister today, and I have already recited it once." Guangqing heard Ye Xiaoye say this, "I won't recite it tonight, let's recite it tomorrow night!"

Hearing this, Guangqing was speechless.

At this moment, her mood and feelings are only #%&*! &*&*! %*&+! #*... can only be described.

"No, why don't you recite it, third brother, I want to hear you recite it!" If you heard me right, is that little boy Qinghu acting like a spoiled child?
"Yeah, third child, what's wrong with memorizing it again?" Zong Ping was also persuading.

"Ye Zi, look, hey, the opinion of the second and fourth child is my opinion!" Feng Haoran said the same way.

At this moment, Guangqing's affection for these three children was soaring. She even wanted to join the battle herself, and added, "Recite, it's hard to memorize it twice a day and dry up your drool!" gone?"

"Why do you want me to recite it?" Immediately afterwards, Guangqing heard Ye Xiaoye ask.

"Bullshit, the four of us are one! We all recited it, so why don't you recite it!" Feng Haoran said.

"That's right." Zong Ping said.

Qing arc didn't speak.

"I'll give you another chance to tell the truth." Ye Xiaoye said, "If you don't satisfy me, I won't recite it tonight, nor will I recite it in the future."

"Farewell, third child!" Guangqing heard a murmur, wondering if it was Zong Ping who sat up from the bed.

"Hey, Ye Zi, isn't this the best thing you can recite!" Feng Haoran said, "I don't know what's going on, but after listening to you recite it, I think I'm familiar with the Qingjing Sutra. You see, I still recited it yesterday. Unfamiliar, stuttering, memorized so well today! Ye Zi, really, I won’t lie to you, I’m stupid, I’m not so smart!”

"Me too!" Zong Ping followed up nervously, "Third son, after hearing you recite it, I seem to understand a lot of things in it, which I didn't understand at first!"

"What about you, fourth child, you are the best listener, let's hear something nice?" Ye Xiaoye said.

"Third brother, you're laughing at me again!" The green arc little hairy boy twitched, "Third brother, I don't know why, I fell asleep when I heard you carrying your back, but I can still hear your voice, the second Woke up feeling really good!"

"Okay, you guys are cute, then I'll recite it again!" In the quiet night, Guangqing heard Ye Xiaoye say this, "You don't know, in our village before, I often recited books to Dashu. If you carry it on your back, the big tree will fall asleep."

"Third brother, you're talking nonsense again!" Qinghu laughed and shouted, "How could the big tree fall asleep!"

"How old are you, little boy, what do you know?" Ye Xiaoye said, "Often when I start reciting, the leaves of the big tree are still rattling, and when I finish reciting, the leaves of the big tree will not move. , are you asleep?"

"Is that because the wind has stopped?" Feng Haoran said speechlessly.

"Do you still want to hear me recite it?" Ye Xiaoye asked.

"Think!" Feng Haoran's voice.

"Think!" Zong Ping's voice.

"Think! Third brother, I was wrong, you are right!" Qing Hu's voice.

Even with different thoughts, at this moment, Guangqing couldn't help but smile on the corner of his mouth.

And at the next moment, Ye Xiaoye's recitation sounded.

Peaceful, slow, seemingly without any characteristics and strange, but in this peaceful recitation, Guangqing's mind was unknowingly drawn into the world of the Qingjing Sutra.

That world is small, yet big, and quiet, yet it seems...

It seems that there is a slight wind, blowing in the quiet night, blowing across the back mountain, blowing through the woods, blowing across the lake.

On the surface of the lake, little ripples spread out.

In the woods, the leaves of the big trees made a soft rustling sound.

Time flowed slowly in the sound of Ye Xiaoye's recitation. Listening to it, Guangqing was a little confused whether it was her mind that spread to the entire Lingxiao Bieyuan, or the mountains, waters, and trees in Lingxiao Bieyuan. , into her mind.

Reality seems to have become unreal.

This illusion is so real.

And all of this belongs to a world called "cleanness". In this world, her physical and mental feelings are quiet but flying, agitated but distant.

At some point, the reading stopped.

And the indistinct sound of rustling leaves in her mind seemed to have also stopped, and the whole world entered a deep state.

Guangqing walked slowly, walking on the avenue between several lakes, on the avenue connecting the lake and the mountain, and then, like yesterday, came to the top of the hill again.

This time, she did not enter the pavilion, but stood quietly on the top of the hill with her hands down, in the extremely slight evening breeze, and also in the boundless quiet night, she stood there all night.

That night, Guangqing felt like he had turned into a tree.

The gentle wind blows in, making the blood in the body seem to flow along with it, and then makes a rustling sound like leaves.

I don't know how long it took, the wind gradually stopped, the noise gradually became silent, and Guangqing felt that he had become a lake again.

The starlight and moonlight in the sky, like drizzle, sprinkled densely and fell into the lake, and on the surface of the lake, the same dense ripples appeared non-stop, and then dispersed one by one...

In the morning, wake up.

Feeling the condition of the body carefully, Guangqing was inexplicably complicated in joy.

If there is no accident, one or two more nights like this, she should be promoted.

Originally, in her prediction, and in the same view of Master, her next promotion should come in about ten years.

Master and the few of them made a ten-year agreement. What Guangqing thought at the time was that she would practice hard in the next ten years, and when she met again, she would give Master a pleasant surprise.

It's only been three months.

And really, from a certain point of view, in fact, only three days have passed!

(End of this chapter)