Wuyin said lightly: "The Buddha said, you love my heart, I pity you, thinking that it is karma, after hundreds of thousands of eons, often entangled. To penetrate is to let go. ”

"Is there a Buddha in the world? Is there a Buddha in the world? Is there a Buddha or not? Is there a feeling or not? Where does it exist? The Buddha said that the Buddha is the person who has come before, and the person is the Buddha of the future. Likong suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "What is a person who has come over, and what is a future Buddha?

Wuyin shook his head and said: "Everything has a certainty, you will eventually understand that the teacher shaved for you without a scar, which is to hope that you can really step into Buddhism one day." ”

"Master, you keep saying that the Buddha has no desire in his eyes, but if he has no desire, why do you want the world to worship him? If he is not vain, why do he want the world to bow down, I have the Buddha in my heart, but the Buddha has no self. The Buddha said that all sentient beings are purified, but I don't see who crossed!"

He said a little crazy, stared at the Buddha statue on the high platform with tiger eyes, and roared angrily: "Everything has a fixed number, that means that the Buddha is useless, since it is useless, what is the use of me worshipping you!!"

As soon as the words fell, the Buddha statue suddenly shattered, and countless rubbles fell.

Don't hide when you're empty, and don't hide if there's no cause.

His face was cold, and he stared up with a straight gaze, unyielding, until the stone statue turned to dust.

The sky was full of black clouds, and a drizzle fell, and suddenly lightning flashed brightly, and the rain poured!

The raindrops quickly filled the pond, which had been dry for many years, and the rainwater turned into a pool of water, rippling on the surface of the pond, and her shadow was reflected in the pool, swaying.

"Squeak—"

The heavy mahogany lacquered door opened from the inside, and the figure distorted in her blurred vision, but she could vaguely make out the tattered robe she was wearing, out of place with the bald head on top of her neck.

Empty footsteps stopped in front of the threshold, did not take a step forward, there was no joy or sorrow on his face, living like a stone.

"Female benefactor, the first time, the first time I saw An-" His hands trembled and folded, his eyes were slightly closed, but the eye sockets were red like rouge that could not be washed off even if it was coated with rain. "The Buddhist family is quiet, please go back to the donor......"

"Little monk, can you help me find someone?" Lin Xiangxiang smiled, and her voice was as good as it was back then.

She smiled sadly in the raindrops, snorted, and said: "I once met a little monk here, and then he went to pursue his Buddha, spring, summer, autumn and winter, a few degrees of rotation, the little monk should also come back......"

Likong's body trembled violently, and his tone changed slightly: "Master said that the monk came from the red dust, and when the earthly world fell on his body, he became a monk's robe. The person the donor is looking for, in the earthly world, not within the temple walls, and there are nine times out of ten things that are unsatisfactory in life, and since this is already the case, it is already reluctant, please donor, go back......"

"I'm going to be reluctant!" she exclaimed, frowning, her body jerking up, but then she fell to her knees on her lap in a moment.

The rain is getting lighter.

She smiled slightly bitterly, and after thinking and struggling, she resolutely said, "Then please ask the little master to convey some words to the little monk......

"Donor, please. ”

Lin Xiangxiang stood up, her face had already cried into tears, wiped away a handful of tears or rain, and said: "Please tell him that from now on, I will meet the green mountains alone, meet the clouds, and taste the suffering and loneliness of the world alone, but it will always be difficult, and it will be difficult to meet you again......"

With that, she closed her eyes and turned away, and walked away without saying a word, without a sound, but every step was like a drum hammer in the hearts of the two of them.

"May ......" suddenly said emptyly, her voice was weak, but she could hear it clearly, and the steps under her feet stopped instantly.

"May the lady be separated, recomb the temples and sweep the eyebrows, skillfully show a slender posture, select the lord of the high-ranking officials, explain the grievances and hate, one separate and two wide, each ...... Joy ......"

The words landed, regardless of the terrible cry behind him, he ignored it, and entered the secret room of the temple without looking back, as if he had drained all his strength, and sat on the futon like a living dead.

Suddenly, there was a singing voice floating outside the hospital, tenderness and sorrow, and everyone who heard it was heartbroken.

"Koi listen to the stone monk Zen,

Stone monk Zen, mirror sky,

The wind and rain, the sky sleeps,

In the next life, I miss you, and my heart cries and my soul smokes.

A Hong Pond Sebu Shan,

Bu Yanshan, good wind and smoke,

After years and years, nostalgia for each other,

The old man is gone, heaven and earth!"

......

Three singing and three sighing songs of the past, a song of parting and meeting, the drama on the stage, the people off the stage, I don't remember it.

"Haha......" The air lowered his head and his whole body trembled with laughter, and then his laughter was crazy, but even the lowest place made people feel sad.

Suddenly, he raised his head, as if laughing at this day, laughing at this world, laughing at this Buddha.

Later, I was tired, like tired.

Leaning on a rusty lamp, he closed his eyes in despair, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes, smashing several green bricks.

The halo of dusk shrouded him through the window, like a scene of love in the high pavilion, the past is clear, since ancient times, it is almost a singable affair, and the Tao can cry......

After a long, long time, no one has ever seen the Oiran Yan'er girl, and Jun Yalou has started a new Oiran dispute, thinking that it will not be long before a new Oiran will be produced, and the cycle repeats itself every day, as if it is another reincarnation, but when someone mentions it occasionally, he just shakes his head and regrets.

However, at the foot of the mountain of Nituo Temple in Cangzhou, there is a small tea stall, and a woman in plain clothes greets the guests with a smile, and always loves to hum a strange song in her mouth, echoing the mountains and forests, like the sounds of nature.

It wasn't until a long time later that a monk came down from the mountain and came to the tea stall.

The woman smiled as usual and said, "The little woman only has some coarse tea and light rice here, what does the guest officer eat?"

Suddenly, she noticed the coarse sermon robe worn by the visitor, her breathing became sluggish in the blink of an eye, tears filled her eyes in an instant, and her eyes slowly looked up, a thin and sloppy little monk, but he had no ring scars on his head and short hair.

He scratched his head embarrassedly, tilted his head to look at it, and said with a smile: "Master said, my dust is not finished, the six roots are not pure, and I can't enter the Buddha's door, let me go back wherever I came from, I think it is from the red dust, naturally, I also want to go to the red dust, hehe!"

She burst into tears and laughed, if she didn't owe each other, how could they meet.

Shakyamuni said: It takes a moment to reach out a hand, but it takes many years to hold a hand, no matter who you and I meet, he is the person who should appear most in your life, it is no accident.

The sky is cloudy, the rain is coming, the grass is damp, and the years go by, and each story always ends similarly.

"Little koi, first sight of An-"

......

The night is bright and sparse.

In a deep alley in Cangzhou, this alley is located in a remote location and has been untouched for many years.

There was only a sloppy old man in the alley, a chessboard, and the black and white of the chess game.

The chess maniac was lying bored on the broken mat, looking at Lang Lang's starry sky, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for the time when the young man named Jiang Changan was there.

It's not that he misses this man, but every time he comes, he brings a few jars of fine wine, and he doesn't have to lie there drooling.

The chess maniac scratched his back, and from time to time he picked up a piece from the chessboard in his hand, and then released his hand and threw it on the board.

When the sound of the long song resounded through the night, the big yellow dog on the street corner was startled, wagging its tail beggingly.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a short figure and a big head, was Hu Laoqi, the shopkeeper of Hu Ji's coffin shop.

The difference is that Hu Laoqi is no longer wearing a red foreign clothes at this time, but a simple white dress, and he said with a smile: "Have you seen that kid?"

The chess maniac raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said, "If you want to ask a question, play first to win the chessboard." ”

"If the coffin master wants to win, there is no hope in your life. Hu Laoqi smiled, and his obscene temperament was revealed, "But there are two jars of good wine, called two flower chickens, can you talk to your honor?"

Hearing that it was good wine, the chess maniac sniffed his nose, sat up and picked up a jar of goo-to-goo and half an altar to swallow.

"Since you have drunk the wine of the coffin master, you have to talk to the coffin master. ”

The chess maniac said, "Have you seen him?"

"Hey, this kid, said that the sect did not confuse the Zen master and Long Yun's mother-in-law, and deceived the coffin master of 200 taels of silver, and deceived 400 taels with your whereabouts. ”

"You gave him six hundred taels of silver of your own free will. ”

Hu Laoqi smiled and said, "Oh, how can you see it?"

The chess madman took off a chicken leg, gnawed it with a greasy mouth, and said: "Although you and I have never sat down and talked like this, you pass through this alley no less than three times a day, so you gave him the four hundred taels of money to find out my whereabouts." ”

Hu Laoqi smiled and said: "Those two hundred taels don't confuse the Zen master and Granny Long Yun, do you mean that I already knew that what he said was false?"

"You know. ”

"Why?"

The chess maniac said disapprerovitously: "Because Your Excellency, you just don't confuse the Zen master!"