Jiangning, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, Xuanwu Lake at the foot of the Purple Mountain, the back mountain and the city, set the Chinese royal garden dragon vein feng shui masterpiece.

It is the late autumn season, the lake breeze is getting colder, but fortunately, it is the crisp and sunny weather in autumn, and the lakeside tourists are endless. The young man holding the child is a very ordinary combination on the shore of this lake, but at the moment it has become a scenery in the royal garden of Jinling. The young man is neither tall nor short, ordinary in appearance but quite white in skin, wearing a dark tunics with washed white hair, a pair of mille-feuille shoes that have been extremely rare in this year, and slightly squinting peach blossom eyes with a determined smile, quite affinity. The child he held in his hand looked like he was ** years old, and his eyebrows were full of aura, but the child who was supposed to be in the second or third grade of primary school was dressed in a tailor-made crimson lama robe, and the old prayer barrel in his hand kept making a faint "zizi" sound. The scenery of Xuanwu Lake in the late autumn season is already beautiful, but this strange combination in the eyes of outsiders has also become a landscape.

"It's a pity that there is no 'lotus flower falling all red', this Xuanwu Lake is not as delicate as the West Lake, there is the foundation of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, even if the dragon vein is broken, but the camel is bigger than the horse. Facing the green lake, the autumn wind was blowing, blowing light waves, and the young man muttered to himself when he saw this scene.

Xiao Tong looked up at the young man with a childlike face: "Brother Yundao, I prefer Jinji Lake......"

Li Yundao smiled and rewarded the little boy with a violent shudder: "Don't say that you yourself miss the old like a woman, and finally make it seem like I am a bad embryo who likes the new and hates the old, Shili Gyatso, you are a gentleman, forget it if you become a god and a god, but don't be a girl." ”

Shili stuffed the prayer barrel into the cup, lowered his head and played with his pink fingers, and said softly: "Brother Yundao, I am a lama." ”

Li Da Diaomin laughed evilly: "What's wrong with the lama, the lama won't marry his daughter-in-law and won't go to bed?"

Shili looked embarrassed: "But...... Alas, that's all for later......"

After a few joyful quarrels, the strange duo finally quieted down and sat down on the wooden chairs on the shore for visitors to rest. In the late autumn season, the temperature north of the Yangtze River is already quite low, and the little lama's two fleshy little legs are exposed in the air, leaning against the edge of the wooden chair, blowing saliva bubbles and swinging and swinging.

"By the way, that's what you're supposed to do at your age, don't pretend to be an old man all the time. Li Yundao clasped his hands in his hands, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, squinted and smiled at the happy little lama.

A saliva bubble burst in response, Shili looked pity, looked up and said, "Brother Yun Dao, do you say that people are the same as this bubble in this life?"

Li Yundao made a thoughtful expression, and said for a long time: "That dream bubble is the statement of your Buddhists, although it is not unreasonable, but it is still too idealistic." ”

Shili puffed up his cheeks, noncommittal, since he could remember, he had heard many remarks by Li Yundao attacking and smearing monks and lamas, and even the old master and old man were often blackened by him. But Shili didn't care, no matter what, he was a devout Buddhist, as if that person would always be his Yundao brother no matter what.

"Brother Yun Dao. ”

"Huh?"

"Do you really want to marry a ten-room daughter-in-law?"

"Huh?"

Li Yundao looked at Shili in surprise: "Why did you suddenly ask such a non-level question?" I feel that your Buddha nature and grade have suddenly dropped to the level of Wang Xiaobei's calf." ”

Shili grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth: "I'll just ask casually." ”

Li Yundao snorted suddenly, squinted his eyes and said, "Are you secretly peeping into the sky again?"

Shili shook his head quickly: "I can't see it." ”

"Huh?" Li Yundao was taken aback, "What's wrong?" There are some mysteries on Shili that are inexplicable to ordinary people, but the three words "can't see" are the first time I have heard them from Shili's mouth.

Shili shook his head: "Maybe the Buddha took it back." "There is not the slightest dissatisfaction between words, gains and losses are not so important to the monks, the important thing is to keep the foundation of the heart.

When Li Yundao heard this, he no longer pursued this topic, and the matter of the old lama and the little lama was not something that could be simply explained by any science or religion in this world. Although Li Yundao had to smear the great sage who had attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree from time to time since he was a child, it was only out of rebellion against the old lama Karma Pashi, and he always had a sense of reverence for the religion itself. In this world, even if he does not study philosophy, he generally understands the truth of "existence is the truth".

The two of them sat on the shore of Xuanwu Lake in Jiangning City, facing the sparkling lake, each pondering their own thoughts.

Xuanwu Lake right to Jiming Temple, today is the fifteenth, there are many believers who go up the mountain to show incense, which is also mixed with a pair of strangely dressed Taoist disciples, the old Taoist has white hair pulled into the bun, and the face is at least seventy years away, the Xiaodao next to him is actually a pink girl, but the appearance of six or seven years old, at this moment Xiaodao Gu is very reluctant to puff out her mouth and follow behind the old Tao, the delicate little eyebrows on the pink little face are wrinkled, the tourists who pass by by see her cute, they have pointed and pointed, and there are also brothers and sisters who can't help but want to come up and touch her little face, but she avoided without exception。 If a martial arts master like Huang Meihua was present at this moment, he would definitely be shocked into a cold sweat, and this little girl's pace might be even more dexterous and light than his carefully trained apprentice Zhou Shuren.

Xiao Daogu finally couldn't help it, stomped her little feet, and splashed a withered leaf on the ground: "Zhang Wuji, you lied to me." As he spoke, he waved his face and his eyes turned red.

When the old Taoist heard this, he turned around, looked at the pilgrims who were looking sideways on both sides, kept smiling faces, and walked back to the little Taoist aunt when he bowed his waist and whispered: "Little aunt, how can you lie to you when you are a nephew, I said that he is on the shore of Xuanwu Lake, he must be there, besides, Uncle Shi also said, this trip down the mountain for you to have a good time, even if you can't touch them, let's look for it slowly, as long as they are in this Jiangning City, I don't believe that I can't find anyone if I turn this city upside down." ”

Xiao Daogu snorted and wiped the two tears that couldn't help but fall from the corners of her eyes: "Okay then." But what are we going to do when we go up to Jiming Temple? There are only nuns there, not a dojo. ”

Lao Dao said with a smile: "This old nun of Jiming Temple owes me a big favor, they are the head snakes of the ground, in case we really can't meet people, it is also appropriate to let them contribute." ”

Xiao Daogu really burst into tears and smiled: "Then let's go." Just as she was about to take a step, suddenly Xiao Daogu was worried again, this time she simply sat on the steps, put her hands on her cheeks, and looked at the clouds under the mountain and didn't know where to go: "Wuji, what do you say if you really find it?"

Lao Dao scratched his head and looked embarrassed, and said in his heart: Little ancestor, it is you who say that you are looking for people, and it is you who are worried about finding people.

Xiao Daogu pursed her pink lips with a sad face, biting her fingernails and thinking for a long time: "Wuji, what if he wants to marry me, then what should I do? People don't want to get married so early......

Wuji Lao Dao suddenly cried and laughed: "That...... Little aunt, you're only seven years old, that doll can't be a real ......"

Xiao Daogu was not happy, raised her eyebrows and said unhappily: "Zhang Wuji, if you talk nonsense again, I will let the master punish you to clean the yard." ”

Lao Dao really shut up and didn't speak - what are you kidding, there are no less than tens of thousands of acres of land up and down the Maoshan Dojo, and I really went to sweep the yard, and I swept it all over in half a year.

After getting angry, she loosened her leggings and tied them around a few times again, and then held her cheeks and began to worry: "What if he wants to have a baby, Master also said that I can give birth to a baby......"

Lao Dao began to roll his eyes, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, so he simply turned sideways and pretended to look at the flowers and plants beside the steps of the mountain road, but he still had a stomachache.

Xiao Daogu thought for a while, and then remembered that she had snubbed the Wuji master and nephew beside her. "Wuji, are you annoyed with me?" she leaned over cautiously, blinking her head and looking pitiful.

Passers-by pointed and pointed: "This old Taoist is not like words, such a cute little girl is also bullied, I don't know if it is a trafficker pretending, do you want to call the police......"

Zhang Wuji is very innocent, he almost can't keep the Dao heart that he has cultivated for a hundred years, to be honest, he really has the urge to rush up and fan people -- you have the ability to stay alone with this little aunt and grandmother for half a day and then come out to shout?

The Jade Emperor, the Sanqing Supreme, it's all okay, let the person who killed a thousand knives take this little aunt and grandmother away.

Wuji Lao Dao shouted silently in the depths of his heart, but the little Dao Gu beside him finally smiled.

"Wuji, let's go. ”

Wuji Lao Dao got up in wonder, and said curiously: "Little Auntie, have you figured it out?"

Xiao Daogu smiled brightly and shook her head quickly: "No." But I thought about it, and it wasn't too late to find him. ”

"But ......"

"Wuji, you talk a lot of nonsense. ”

"Hey, little ancestor, hey......"

"Wuji, you can't swear, otherwise you'll be punished for sweeping the yard ......"

An old man and a young man set foot on the trail to Jiming Temple again, along the way the little Taoist aunt was still chattering, the old Taoist priest still nodded or shook his head, and the two of them climbed to the eastern foot of Jiming Mountain one after the other.

Jiming Temple in the mountain, the statue of Guanyin in the Guanyin Hall sits facing north, the door of the hall is couplet and says: ask the master why he sits upside down, sigh that the sentient beings refuse to turn back.

Under the Buddha statue, the old nun also sat on the futon, and slowly opened his eyes after a long time: the old man came to visit, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

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