With resentment and sins, I once again came to the familiar Pingle Temple where I left home, the traces of the fire had long since disappeared, and the sound of chanting wooden fish came and went.

I didn't, hesitated and trotted all the way up the stairs in the direction of chanting.

When I came to the outside of the Buddha hall, I pushed open the closed door of the hall and knelt on the ground with a thud, and the monks who had been meditating and chanting in the main hall were attracted by my strange behavior, and they all looked back at me in surprise.

"Breaking the dust donor, why are you, your grievances with this temple have long disappeared, you killed Zici to preside over the matter of extremely disciples, the old man is not held accountable for my Buddha's mercy, today you came to the door and knelt on the ground, it is really incomprehensible to the old man. "It was Master Ziyang who spoke, and he was walking towards me with a Buddhist bead in his hand.

"Master Ziyang, Pochen knows that he is deeply guilty, releases demons to harm the world, kills monks indiscriminately, right and wrong are reversed, fortunately the evil spirit Venerable ignites the disciples with his life, I have no nostalgia for the world, and today I sincerely convert to Buddhism, and I hope that Master Zici will take it in. With that, I pressed my upright forehead to the ground, and my face was full of tears.

"In the battle of Ten Thousand Ghost Yuan, Lao Wei also understands that you have a deep affection for Miss Zhu Family, don't you even remember her?" Master Ziyang asked me again.

"According to the fate of the bumpy, born with no choice, if she returns to the yang disciple will not be in love with her, but the disciple is willing to guard the Buddha in this life, if you can see her again, you will have no regrets. Although I answered Master Ziyang's words in a firm tone, I was extremely sad in my heart, and my tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Amitabha, the Lord of Breaking the Dust, if you see through everything in the red dust and sincerely take refuge in my Buddha, and regret all the past with my disciples in this temple for the rest of your life, the old man can shave for you. Master Ziyang sighed and spoke to me.

I know Ziyang's intentions, even if I am not empty, I can bring me, a demon who is spurned by the world, into front of the Buddha, for Pingle Temple, how can it be a great achievement.

"Master Ziyang, please shave my ordination for me, disciple sincerely take refuge in my Buddha today!" I replied in the affirmative.

"Benlin. Master Ziyang helped me up and called a little monk behind me sideways.

"Disciple is here!" A monk with a delicate face and age about the same age as me, dressed in a gray cloth robe, held his palm in one hand, and responded respectfully to Ziyang's words.

"You first take the Dust-Breaking Donor to the ordination hall and wait, and then I will make a decision after consulting with the disciples. "Master Ziyang let go of the hands that were originally placed on my arms.

"Dust breaker, please. "The one who spoke was Ben Lin who Master Ziyang had just called.

With a very heavy heart, I followed Ben Lin and passed through several halls to a small open square.

"Dust breaker, please wait a little longer. With that, Benlin turned and left.

I stood alone in the middle of the square full of sadness, looking at an unknown Buddha statue, but what I thought of was the past of me and Zhu Yiyi.

Just as I was tearfully reminiscing about my past with Yiyi, a large group of monks holding wooden fish came up to me.

"Breaking the Dust Donor, I have just discussed and agreed to allow you to take refuge in my Buddha, if you have no more worries in this life, the old man will immediately shave your ordination, if you are not in the dust, you can also worship under the old man's door to lead the practice, how about being a little novice?" Master Ziyang asked me with reaffirmation.

"Master Ziyang, my disciple is bent on taking refuge today, and I also asked Master Ziyang to shave my degree. With that, I threw myself again and knelt down in front of the Buddha statue in the central square.

"Amitabha"

"Ben Lin, the Lord of the Dust Breaker is dedicated to taking refuge today, and he will worship under your door in the future, and the Dharma name "Yuansu" will be graded by the old man himself after the teacher, and the shaving ceremony will be simple. Master Ziyang said to Master Benlin, who was holding clear water behind him.

"The disciple understands. ”

"Master Breaking the Dust, do you have anything else to explain before shaving your hair?" Master Ziyang asked again.

The disciple had nothing to say. I responded to Master Ziyang with tears in my eyes.

Master Ziyang picked up the ring knife in his hand, scraped it from the front of my forehead to the back of my head, and watched the severed green silk float in front of my eyes, I have only one voice in my heart, if there is still someone I miss in the world, this person is Zhu Yiyi in my heart, if I can see her again, I will have no regrets in this life!

After the ordination ceremony, I wore a gray monk's robe and studied Buddhism sincerely with Master Benlin, keeping in mind the precepts and rules. In the early morning of the third day after receiving the ordination, I planted the seeds of the yin and yang flowers given to me by the ghost emperor of Xudu under the Bodhi tree in Pingle Temple, and the ghost emperor told me that when the yin and yang flowers bloomed, it was the day when Yiyi and I met.

I'm looking forward to it!

The Ghost Emperor really didn't lie to me, he did cast a spell on the seed, and on the fifteenth day after I planted the Yin-Yang Flower Seed, it germinated! Overjoyed, I protected the Yin-Yang Flower sprout as if it were my own life.

A year has passed•••••••

The yin and yang flower grew from a small shoot to a large green potted plant, but it did not bloom.

Another year has passed, and the yin and yang flowers have grown more and more, and with the change of the seasons, the yin and yang flowers have grown more and more, but no matter how carefully I take care of them, the yin and yang flowers just have no signs of blooming.

From spring to autumn, in addition to chanting sutras and chanting Buddha, I water and fertilize the yin and yang flowers every day, every drop of water, every time I fertilize, I tell myself that I am one step closer to the day of seeing Yiyi.

By this time, the yin and yang flowers under the linden tree had grown all over the courtyard, and I was no longer the young man I had been, but a seventy-year-old man with a faltering step and a white beard.

"Uncle Yuansu, why are you watering and irrigating these unknown flowers and plants every day?" a childish voice sounded in my ears.

I put down the water scoop in my hand and glanced back at the disciple who was asking, he had just entered Buddhism for a year, and he was only three years old when he first entered Buddhism.

"Wuxing, come here. "I took Wu Xing in my arms and sat down under the Bodhi tree.

"Uncle Shi, these flowers planted are called Yin and Yang Flowers, and when the flowers bloom, you will see a person that Uncle Shi misses very much. I looked at the Bodhi leaves swept away by the cold wind, stroked Wuxing's head and preached.

"Have you waited until then?" asked me innocently.

"The flowers haven't bloomed yet, and the people waiting for Uncle Shi haven't come yet. I glanced at Wuxing with some loss, and said this sentence that I was very helpless.

"I heard from the master's master, you have been planting for decades, so what if the flowers don't bloom?

Yes, if the flowers don't bloom, I won't see the person I'm waiting for anymore!

"Disciple, the reincarnation of cause and effect in the world has its own laws, maybe the person you are waiting for doesn't want to see you again, and it doesn't have to be, you have been in Buddhism for decades, why should you be so persistent. "I looked back and saw that it was my host master, Master Benlin, who was holding the Buddha beads and looking at me with a distressed expression.

"No, master, the apprentice has been practicing in this temple for more than 50 years, just to get rid of the sin in his heart, and when I wait for the person I am waiting for, although the disciple has no concern for the world since he escaped into Buddhism, the ghost emperor promised me that I can also let me see her on the one side, just one side!" After speaking, I hung two cold tears in the cold wind like a child, at this time, I probably had forgotten that I was already a faltering old man.

"Amitabha!" Host Benlin let out a long sigh and helped me up and turned to leave.

The next day, I got up early as usual, the sky was drifting with goose feathers and heavy snow, and the snow also covered the entire temple, I carried the wooden fish, chanted to the Buddha statue in the Daxiong Hall, suddenly, a burst of flower fragrance floated in, I slowly stopped the wooden fish in my hand, looked out of the hall, a yin and yang flower is blooming against the cold wind and snow, its petals are exactly the same as those on the Huangquan Road.

"Hahaha. I stared at the blooming yin and yang flowers and let out a wry smile.

"It's so fragrant!" all the disciples looked at me, and they all looked out of the hall.

"The Yin and Yang Flower has finally bloomed, it's been fifty-eight years, Ghost Emperor, Ghost Emperor, you didn't lie to me!" I threw my hands up and ran out of the hall in a frenzy.

One, two•••••• yin and yang flowers bloomed all over the courtyard, green and red, fragrant, I stood under the linden tree and looked at the yin and yang flowers in the courtyard, looking up to the sky and laughing.

Hahaha••••••

At this time, I felt like I had gone back to the past, back to the happy time when I was looking for artifacts with Yiyi.

Whew, a cold wind blew, and the petals of a yin and yang flower began to wither, drifting in the direction where the cold wind blew.

Whew, another gust of cold wind blew the originally blooming yin and yang petals in the same direction! In an instant, the cold wind blew stronger and stronger, rolling goose feathers and heavy snow, and the yin and yang petals all over the courtyard drifted towards the outside of the temple.

Yiyi, where are you, are you here?

I strode down, dropped the wooden fish I was holding tightly, followed the direction of the petals, and chased closely out of the temple.

The cold wind was blowing behind me, and my half-foot-long white beard was swaying from side to side with the cold wind. I walked through countless streets, but also through countless ridges, cloth shoes have long been wet by the winter snow, I pinched a yin and yang petals, closely followed the direction of the yin and yang flowers, and finally the yin and yang flowers fell in a small farm yard.

"Dependent ••••••"

"Are you in there?"

"Yiyi, I'm Yang Daoguan, the Ghost Emperor said that I can still see you, is it true?"

The vicious dogs in the small courtyard of the farmhouse barked wildly••••••

"Master, who are you looking for?" said a farmer in his thirties.

"Are you in there?" I said, with tears in my eyes, looking expectantly at the door he opened.

"What?" the farmer looked at me blankly.

"Wow wow••••••" A baby's cry came from inside the room.

"Congratulations to the eldest brother of the Ma family, your daughter-in-law has given birth to a baby girl. An old woman held on to the door frame with one hand and said hello to the farmer in front of her with a happy face.

The farmer turned and ran into the house.

"Hahaha is a baby girl •••••• the ghost emperor, I have waited for fifty-eight years, planted a courtyard full of yin and yang flowers, today I can clearly hear the cry after reincarnation, my wish has been fulfilled, there is no attachment in this life!" I sat on the snow, looking up to the sky with tears on my face and roaring.

"Yiyi, maybe you couldn't help yourself in your previous life, we are all a chess piece of others, I wish you a lifetime of happiness in ordinary people in this life, if there is an afterlife, I am willing to wait for you by the river where we first met. "I wanted to rush into the farmhouse to say goodbye to Yiyi face to face, but my willpower could no longer support my body, I gave up my last breath, the corner of my eyes with tears hammered down my head, the last tear melted the last snowflake, I closed my eyes forever and ever.

Fate once again separates us from yin and yang!

"Yang Daoguan, are you here•••••••" What a familiar voice, this is my last bit of consciousness in the world.

(End of the play)