Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations Chapter 4: People are like lotus
This is how the terrible days began.
Posumi asked me to start with the relatively simple ones, such as makeup, singing, poetry, calligraphy, flower arrangement, and dancing. In fact, these are not easy for me to learn. I really don’t know why she thinks I’m cute. Is it because of that poem?
“…So, to be a Janica, of course, one must be beautiful, kind, appreciative of others, like luxury, rich, open-minded, willing to accept new knowledge and experience; not depressed, keen to join The social world and the art circle..." Posumi said in a soft voice while lighting Jia Luo beside her.
"Well, I understand that there are some things to learn, but there are some things like military, smelting, construction, and carpentry. They really can't be matched together, right?" I shook my head and said.
She sat up gracefully, and said with a smile: "Yin, as Janika, you will meet guests from different countries and industries, if you don't have perfect knowledge, how can you win the favor of customers. "
"But when I learn all sixty-four arts, I will become an old woman." I couldn't help laughing.
She smiled again and said: "Actually, many of them are just superficial. Do you think I have become an old woman?"
I stared at her for a while, then suddenly sighed, "This thing exists only in the sky, how often do we see it in the world."
She pointed my forehead with her finger and smiled slightly, "By the way, the dancer Ulworthy from South India will perform dance at the Auspicious Heaven Temple in the city soon, and you should go see it too Come on, learn by the way."
"Wulworthy, a South Indian dancer? What kind of person is he?"
"Her dancing skills are unmatched in this world, but it is said that she is very weird. She never takes money, and only takes the most common bamboo pole as a reward."
"Only bamboo poles? She's really weird." I said in surprise, a little curious in my heart.
"Okay, it's time for us to continue." A smile flashed in her eyes, and she was very satisfied to see my distorted face.
"Miss Posumi, Lord Namoro is here." The voice from the door made me feel relieved, and I suddenly felt a little grateful to Lord Namoro. It seems that my suffering today ended early.
"Understood." Po Xumi responded lightly, then turned to me and said, "You go out first."
I nodded, and quickly backed out. By the way, I glanced at the young man who was surrounded by several beauties. It was indeed Lord Namoro. His long hair was tied casually with gold ornaments, he casually teased and laughed with those beauties, he seemed a little more frivolous than when he first met that day.
He glanced at me, and when I wanted to leave in a hurry after saluting, he suddenly stopped me, "I seem to have seen you somewhere?"
Before I could answer, the woman beside him rushed to answer: "She is Posumi's new candidate for Janika, I really don't know what Posumi thinks, she wants to teach this foreign land herself Women."
"Exotic land?" He suddenly seemed to be a little interested, "Where do you come from?"
"I heard that they came from Maha to that country..." The woman just said halfway, when Na Moluo gave her a cold look, she was obviously startled, and she didn't dare to speak any more. Although it was only for a short moment, I saw that Namo Luo's eyes were so sharp.
This man doesn't seem like an ordinary person.
"Maha to that country, that is a very far away place." He looked at me and said casually.
I nodded, but didn't respond.
"By the way, you are the girl in men's clothing last time, right?" He seemed to remember suddenly, with an elusive smile on his lips, "Why, you also want to be Janica?"
"So what?" I became impatient.
"Janica is not for everyone." He smiled lightly, reaching out to lift my chin, "However, I don't mind if you come to serve me the day you become Ganika."
"Then, my lord may have to wait for a long time. I'm stupid, and I'm afraid I'll become a white-haired old woman when I finish my studies. I'm afraid my lord will have more than enough energy by then." I looked at him with a smile and said , I don't know why I said such bold words, I must have been influenced by Po Xumi.
He stared at me, suddenly laughed, withdrew his hand, and said meaningfully, "Don't worry, you don't have to wait that long."
On the banks of the Ganges River in midsummer, the air is always filled with gray and white light smog, especially in the early morning when the dawn is about to reveal, there is always a thin layer of water vapor that seems to be absent.
Walking by the Ganges River, thinking back to Namara's words, I couldn't help shaking my head. It seems that throughout the ages, there are no good things among men who visit brothels. Where is Posumi's destined man? ? Although I have seen quite a few of her clients recently, I haven't found a single one with a diamond-shaped logo on her forehead. Alas, I sighed again. Only by finding this person quickly can I complete the task and end this horrible courtesan-cultivation plan.
Looking at the water of the Ganges River under the sunlight in front of me, it suddenly reminded me of the words in the ancient Indian epic "Mahabharata" describing the Ganges River. "She is like a charming beauty, walking slowly, and the white waves are like a thin summer dress draped over her body... The sound of gurgling water is melodious, like her graceful voice, singing an intoxicating song." After I read it softly, I heard a very light laughter coming from beside me.
I immediately turned around, and there was a man in a gray robe sitting cross-legged under a big tree by the river, his long flaxen hair cascading down like a waterfall, just covering his face.
"What are you laughing at!" I didn't notice that there was another person here, so I couldn't help being a little annoyed.
A gust of wind mixed with the broken flowers of Sala flew in, and gently blew his long hair. While the long hair was flying, through the falling broken flowers, I could see his face clearly.
There are no words to describe his appearance.
The bright sunlight streams down through the green branches and pours on his face and hair. His appearance, from the silky long hair to the delicate and delicate facial features, and his slightly thin body, are reflected from the inside. Outside and outside, there is a sense of transparency and wonderful depth, as quiet as a flawless Xuefeng, you think it is very simple but you can never imagine the richness contained in it.
He still closed his eyes and smiled slightly, his smile was a little unreal in the wind like a flower blooming in water. Suifeng seems to have a strange faint and cool lotus fragrance.
Husband among people, lotus among people, Fendolihua.
"What are you laughing at?" I froze for a while and then came back to my senses.
"I laugh," he said slowly, his voice like blue tea leaves rising slowly in a cup filled with transparent water, "what you see is just a superficial appearance."
"Shallow appearance, okay, then tell me what you saw." I glared at him, but his eyes were still closed, his slender eyelashes fluttering densely, "Also, you'd better It's impolite to watch me talk."
He smiled slightly, "I can tell you what I saw, but as for watching you talk, I really can't do it, because——I'm blind."
Blind? I was slightly startled, and looked at him a few more times. It's a pity that such a person who is so elegant and elegant is blind.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion not far away, and my attention was immediately attracted, but I saw a tall firewood pile built on the stone platform by the river, and a raging fire was ignited.
"That's people holding a funeral." The blind man said in a low voice.
Funeral? I was wondering when suddenly a scent of sandalwood came from over there.
"Sandalwood? It seems that this time the funeral is held by a Brahmin." The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Since it's a funeral, why are they not sad at all, and they didn't hear any crying." I asked a little puzzled.
"Sad, why should you be sad?" He smiled lightly, "Life does not begin with birth and end with death, but a link in an endless series of lives. Karma. Death, funeral just means a kind of farewell, sending loved ones into another reincarnation.”
"But no matter what, if you disappear, you will disappear, and you will never meet again in this life. Whether it is a relative or a lover, if you leave, you will leave. Maybe it’s just passing by.” I looked at those people with calm faces and said.
He just smiled and said nothing.
"Where are you from?" After a while, he suddenly asked.
I was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "You can't see me, how do you know I'm not a local?"
He reached out and brushed off a Sala flower petal on his brow, and said with a smile, "If you are a local, you would never say what you just said."
"I came from the country of Mahazhina, and you, who are you? What's your name?"
"Mahazhina," he seemed a little moved, "My name is Mulian."
A lotus? Sure enough, people are as their name suggests, people are like lotus flowers.
"Hin," he suddenly called out my name, which shocked me a lot. I was about to answer, but saw a puppy running from a distance, and quickly jumped into his arms, affectionately. Rubbing on his clothes.
I widened my eyes and stammered and asked, "Did you call this dog just now?"
"Yeah, it's called Yin. I named it." As he replied, he took out some pancakes from his bosom, broke them into small pieces, and fed them to the dirty, shedding fur animal. puppy. Ahhh, I actually have the same name as a puppy! My mood suddenly became depressed, and I was so depressed that I was about to leave, when I suddenly heard his voice whisper again, "By the way, what's your name?"
"I, my name is..." My articulation seems to be inflexible.
"Xiao Yin, so you are here, go back quickly." The voice of the maid beside Po Xumi came from not far away, it was really hateful, she didn't shout earlier, but she came to me at this time. I quickly looked at Mulian. I saw that his expression was still calm, but there was an imperceptible arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Well, well, someone is looking for me, I'll go back first." I said goodbye awkwardly.
"Got it," the corner of his mouth deepened, "hidden."
"Hehe..." I laughed a few times and left in a hurry. Before I left, I couldn't help but glance at the funeral that was still going on on the other side.
Light smoke rose above the funeral pyre. Maybe, as he said, each wisp of smoke is a liberated soul, dancing the last gorgeous dance at the moment of breaking away from the world of mortals, and then curling up Ascension to heaven invisible to mortals.
The day when South Indian dancer Ulworthy will come to Jixiangtian Temple to perform dances is coming soon. This night, Posumi pushed away all the guests and took me to the east of Qunv City early. Temple of Auspicious Heaven. The temple is not big, but there is an endless stream of people worshiping the goddess inside. I followed Poxumi into the temple gate and looked at the bead curtains in front of the statue of the goddess. I seemed to smell a very special fragrance. I looked up. Go, under the moon, there are clusters of elegant ubala flowers blooming.
The crowd suddenly became agitated, "Ulworthy is here!" Unable to restrain their excitement, people rushed forward one after another. Through the gaps in the crowd, I saw a temporary circular stage in front of me.
As a burst of Sanskrit music sounded, a young woman in a bright golden sari danced gracefully from behind the stage, and the colorful bracelets on her wrists and ankles made crisp sounds from time to time as she danced , the smooth and white forehead is decorated with gemstones, the Yaohuan ornaments are shining and dazzling, the waist is round and flexible, and the deep and big eyes lead your heart to follow her dance steps in the whispering music.
She danced freely as she wanted. The strong and infectious dance rhythm was never heard by everyone present. Everyone's heart beat with that rhythm. Listening to such exciting music, watching Watching that magical dance, people can't help but want to dance with the beat until they are exhausted. The instinct deep in the soul is easily touched by this dance, and people's emotions are immediately stirred up until the end of the dance. Only then did they remember to let out a voice of praise, and lightly threw the bamboo poles in their hands on the stage.
Ulworthy smiled slightly, and asked people to put away the bamboo poles, and walked back.
Posumi signaled me to follow her, and also walked to the back of the temple. As soon as I got to the back, I saw Urworthy looking at the bamboo poles with a strange expression on his face.
"Ulworthy, my good sister, I miss you very much." Poxumi smiled charmingly at Ulworthy. Ulworthy looked up and smiled, "Sister Poxumi, I knew you would come."
"Why, are you still collecting these bamboo poles?" Posumi chatted casually with her, while I watched them, these two beauties seemed to have known each other before.
They chatted for a while, Posumi pulled me to her side, "This is my new girl Ye Yin, this time I have something to ask you, can you stay here for a while and teach her Nan Indian dance."
Ulworthy was obviously a little surprised, "But, sister, your dancing skills are already very good, why do you want me to teach you?"
"The dances of South India are different from those of our North India. I hope Ye Yin can learn the dances of North and South India. And," she chuckled, "the reward is a bamboo forest behind our courtyard."
Ulworthy thought for a moment, then nodded.
My heart sank again, why is life so hard, there are three big mountains, I think I have sixty-four big mountains, it is hard not to die.
The fateful person of Po Xumi, you should show up quickly.