There are flowers in spring, there are moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer, and snow in the east. On the Qingzhou River, there is an idle cloud and wild crane, stepping on these thousands of mountains and rivers. The sunrise in Changchuan studies ink and learns words, and the sunset enters the water with ink, and the blue and white are seen from afar. Youyou Nanshan, set up a bamboo fence, the house is full of light sandalwood, a sip of tea, a Buddhist scripture, is a day.

Since the death of his beloved wife, and the old man has been lit, Changchuan has been hidden on the top of the clouds, accompanied by green lights and bitter candles day and night. Only this practice is still not Dharma, and I don't know when I will be able to ascend to Buddhahood and attain the right path.

Every year is over, and a few years have passed, and Yongqing has reached the age of marriage.

Changchuan should have ignored mundane matters and had nothing to worry about, but apart from his wife, his daughter can be said to be the most important person.

Silk silk, thick powder, lip lip, oblique red. A glazed mandarin duck gauze skirt, covered with a red background of gold silk and blue birds. On the side is the vermilion and white jade pearl crown, and the southern pearl tassel Xia Hong Xipa, quietly put on it.

Mortals get married, ten miles of red makeup, phoenix crowns, sheng flute and drum music, happy to welcome guests. The infatuated woman only married Yilangjun in her life, but he Changchuan, because his heart was higher than the sky, he was pretentious, and he did not promise his wife a red makeup wedding dress, and he lived his whole life.

Yongqing nodded and smiled, willow eyebrows and green dais, apricot eyes and silver stars, like his wife back then. It's just that Changchuan thought to himself: Not a lot of people, if his wife was also so colorful and embroidered back then, he must be shocked.

If you come again, your husband will paint your thrush with your own hands, bring a crown for you, pull your hair, worry about your body in the morning and twilight.

In front of the incense case hall, the newcomer bowed three times.

There was a boil, Changchuan looked at the guests coming and going, how lively and joyful, he couldn't see it. Only the tea that was saluted when I just visited the church still has residual warmth, and it may be the real dust.

Changchuan found his daughter and took out a green lotus.

"This blue flower, transformed by the spiritual power of the father, is now given to you. The world is short, the wind and snow, fame and fortune, and the road after that still needs to be experienced by yourself. May this blue flower take the place of the Father and protect you. After that, I was free of worries. ”

Yongqing understood his father's intentions, and only silently took Qinglian and shed tears.

......

When I heard the story here, I felt a lot of emotion, and I often listened to it as a child, father's love is like a mountain, which father does not cherish his children. What is it like to have no father, and what is it necessary to be without a mother?

"I guess this Changchuan must not be able to do it without worry, so there is a later story. ”

"Exactly. ”

There are many twists and turns in the world, and those who are fortunate are born as Buddhas; those who are destined to cultivate themselves become Buddhas; and those who have nothing are stupid. Changchuan is afraid that it belongs to the third type.

Although Yongqing has been married, life is not satisfactory. The mother-in-law made it difficult, the husband changed his mind, and the children died early. It seems that all the hardships in this world have fallen on her alone. In such a situation for his daughter, how could Changchuan not know that he should stay away from the red dust, but now he is trapped in it.

The body is in the Buddha's gate, and the heart is in the red dust.

It's hard, it's hard, it's hard.

Entangled and entangled everywhere.

Changchuan is depressed, his heart can't be purified, and things can't be broken, just like the sentence that draws the knife and cuts off the water, the water flows more, and the glass is more sorrowful.

Finally left, disappeared, Xu is looking for a pure place, Xu is not in this world.

......

The wind was blowing, and the thatch on the house was falling all over the ground, and the woman lowered herself to collect the grass and patiently rested on the small hut.

"Love, it's such a harmful thing. ”

"But if it is ruthless, what a terrible world it should be. ”

Yikong and I, one by one, each arguing, no one let anyone. Bai Chen snorted lightly and stopped it, and then I thought of doing business.

"The girl knows the reason very well, what does it have to do with this matter?" Bai Chen asked as he helped the woman clean the hut. Hearing this, Yi Kong and I looked at each other for a moment and followed.

The woman patted the dust on her body, and a layer of fine sand rose in the air around her, and the sunlight brought a trace of light through the cracks in the window.

"I don't know if there's any contact. I just remember that I followed my mother and lived here to urinate and don't ask about the world. There is only one rule, guarding this Yunding Mountain, if someone comes, they will tell the matter of Changchuan, hoping that those who are destined can find Changchuan and make this Yunding Mountain come back to life. ”

"In that case, why don't you go and look for it yourself, and guard such a desolate place?" I asked, confused.

The woman did not answer, but gently touched the teapot with her hand, and slowly poured it into the cup with a gentle movement. The tea sinks to the bottom of the cup, the buds and leaves are tightly wrapped, the beauty is full, and the steam carries the fragrance of tea to rise.

"Three, please. ”

In response to the sound of the air, there is suffering and self-cultivation. ”

After listening to Yi Kong's testimonial, the corners of the woman's mouth rose and she nodded slightly. No, this reckless and impulsive person is also a set of truths, perhaps, this is the so-called Buddha nature.

In a few words, the talented woman said that she hoped that someone could find Changchuan for her, and this trip was also for Changchuan. It's just that the world is so big, how difficult it is to find someone who has been separated for many years.

"Brother Bai, aren't you a friend who can find someone by smell, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort to ask him for help. I patted my head and thought about it.

Bai Chen also agreed, and with a few words of advice, it turned into a gust of breeze. Seeing him step on the white clouds, soar into the air, fly to the sky, and in a moment, turn into a point and disappear.

"If I have the ability to do this, I can light a cup of fragrant tea when I am thirsty, transform a jade cake when I am hungry, and when I leave, I only need to turn around to get away from the hustle and bustle. Envious, I blurted out.

Yi Kong stood behind me at some point, and suddenly appeared. The wind blew, blowing up the two clusters of green silk in front of his forehead, looking at him, a pair of eyes looking forward to shining, as deep as a secluded pool. Look closely, the empty eyes are the most perfect, with a kind of soul-like charm, like a spring moon willow.

"Yikong, do you know anything about Yue'er?"

Those good-looking eyes showed the color of woodenness, and then flashed like a sharp blade, emitting bursts of cold light. He didn't answer, he stopped talking, and turned away.

It's a vain question again.

"You're not Yue'er. ”

"Huh?"

This sudden sentence startled me, and his tone was a little strange, as if he was asking me, and as if he was talking to himself, self-affirming.

The moon hung in the sky, and Bai Chen still did not come back.

Because I can't eat now, I lie down on the couch early, and the wind and sand here are really big, perhaps because there is no vegetation. Only a few hours ago, Yi Kong never spoke to me again, and the woman went about her business quietly, as usual.

The next day, early in the morning.

Bai Chen finally lived up to expectations and found the location of Changchuan, and the three of us searched all the way, but it was also smooth. Just before leaving, I secretly saw the woman hand over something to Yikong. Speaking of which, this woman seems to be very close to Yikong and has a very happy conversation.

Be born.

The scene in front of me shocked ......

End of chapter.