[6] Yellow warbler essence

On weekdays, Bai Lan and I live in the Jinxia Cave of Tianmen Mountain outside Hangzhou. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info that day I came back from Tianzhu Mountain, because I cleaned up the mess I created for days, the consumption was too great, and as soon as I came back, I went to the stone room to meditate. When I came back to my senses, a few days had passed, and when I got out of the stone room, I didn't see Bai Lan, but I saw a fair-skinned girl, fourteen or fifteen years old, with a delicate figure and a lovely appearance, holding a fragrant tea in her hand, and walking towards her gracefully.

She's a birdie.

For a moment, I was stunned. This can't be blamed for not seeing the world, I've grown so big, I've never seen an ignorant finch so relieved to come to serve tea to a big snake. Moreover, this Jinxia Cave is located in a remote area, the door of the cave is closed, and it is said that ordinary birds and beasts will not come to break into this snake hole, and even small mosquitoes can't get into it if they want to. So what's the matter with the bird spirit who turned into a little girl in front of you?

"Sister Qinghui, please use tea. She spoke in a melodious voice. I looked at the tea she handed over with both hands, and there was only one explanation left in my heart, she was Bai Lan's friend, right?

I took her tea and asked her what she was doing here. She said that she had come to speak for Bai Lan, who had set up a mansion outside the city of Hangzhou, and asked me to sit down and go over to take a look. I asked her about her origin again, and she said that she was originally the Huang Yingjing of Cuishijian, and five hundred years ago, Bai Lan had shown mercy to her, did not eat her, and gave her a pill of pills, which inadvertently made her the opportunity to learn spells in the future. For many years, she has been obsessed with Bai Lan's kindness of giving medicine for her life, but fortunately, she met again a few days ago, and asked herself that there was no same elixir to repay, so she had to follow Bai Lan with a meager body to be a messenger girl to repay her great kindness.

I also heard her mention this matter from Bai Lan, saying that in the past, a Huang Ying accidentally broke into the forest cave where she was staying, disturbing her cultivation. In normal times, Bai Lan would swallow this kind of ration sent to the door in one bite to satisfy her hunger, but today she saw that this yellow warbler was different, not only was her yellow feather bright and cute, but she also saw that it was about to die in the belly of the snake in an instant, but she was still struggling to survive under her tongue. In contrast, many fierce beasts in the mountains were frightened when they saw Bai Lan's snake body, and their courage was even more than that of this little yellow warbler. Thinking of this, Bai Lan felt compassion and spit it out. Although this little thing escaped death, it was poisoned by the miasma, its small body curled up in a ball, its eyes were closed, and its feathers were scattered on the ground. That pill was refined by Bai Lan for seven years, it has the effect of detoxifying and revitalizing, if she didn't have a fate with this little thing, she suddenly had good thoughts, and she was determined to save this little thing in front of her, with her personality at that time, she would not say anything to a small creature that had nothing to do with her, wasting this elixir that took seven years to refine.

The yellow warbler also has spirituality, and after being rescued by Bai Lan, she flew back the next day, standing among the branches and singing endlessly, as if she wanted to repay Bai Lan's kindness with her own singing. It's a pity that its singing voice is better than the sound of heaven, and to Bai Lan, it is no different from noise. Bai Lan was so annoyed that she didn't wait for it to sing two songs, she got angry and drove it away. This practice needs to be quiet, and the noise and noise interference will only become an obstacle for the practitioner, thinking that Huang Ying doesn't know the reason, but still comes to sing for Bai Lan every day. After a long time, Bai Lan was not polite to it, as soon as it flew to the branch and opened its mouth, Bai Lan swept the branch off, and it flew around for a long time. Later, the yellow warbler learned to be obedient, and when she came, she just stood on the tree and didn't say a word. Bai Lan ignored it either.

Spring goes to autumn, Bai Lan wants to tidy up her nest and change some fragrant flowers and hay. The yellow warbler watched Bai Lan's activities, and understood in his heart that he did not hesitate to pluck his feathers to fill Bai Lan's nest. At that time, Bai Lan was more than 20 zhang long, his waist was thicker than a water tank, and a small bird with a big palm, even if he plucked off all the feathers on his body, he was afraid that he would not be able to pad a single scale on Bai Lan's body. Bai Lan patiently dissuaded it, telling it that with the feathers on its petite body, it would not be able to help it lay its nest. Bai Lan's words seemed to make the little yellow warbler's heart moved, and it flew away from Bai Lan's forest cave at the moment, and after a while, there were clusters of feathers one after another, and the yellow ones were all the same kind of feathers. Although the hard work of this little thing has never helped Bai Lan to repair the new nest, it is enough for Bai Lan to remember its existence after hundreds of years. The so-called "Thousand Years of Receiving Favors", I never thought that after this little yellow bird cultivated into a human form, he would never forget the grace he received a hundred years ago, which is indeed very affectionate.

I put down the teacup and let this affectionate little yellow warbler lead me to see Bai Lan's newly purchased mansion. Entering the city from the north gate, passing through the market, this little yellow warbler didn't talk much, but she was very interested in the street hawking, and from time to time she slowed down and wanted to take a closer look, but I didn't stop under my feet, and she didn't dare to really look at it. When I almost walked to the end of the market, I saw a group of people gathered in front of a shop, as if they were watching some kind of excitement. I remember that the shop was just an ordinary tofu factory, and the business was done by the old couple who were over the age of sixties, and they were kind and kind-hearted, and they listened to the gossip of those neighbors on weekdays, and they all praised the two husbands and wives for being honest and fair.

[7] Remembering the kindness of relatives

There were a lot of onlookers, and I stood outside the crowd and carefully distinguished a rough idea: when the son wants to go to the province with someone to do big business, when the mother doesn't want the son to be too ambitious, so that he asks for hardship, so he says that this tofu shop is left to him, and it is better to do business at home than to go out and suffer, and beg the son to see that his parents are old and frail. The son thinks that the business of the tofu shop is small, tired and pickled, and not a promising and decent business, so he says that he should replace the tofu shop with some capital for him to go on the road, which is the right thing - so that the son does not give in, and the mother has no idea, on the one hand, he wants the son to never teach the sick old father to listen to such bastard words, and on the other hand, he asks the father and the villagers to comment on the reasoning, saying that the family has mistreated the son, so that he has to go......

Suddenly, someone shouted, and the crowd parted to both sides, making way for them. Out of it came a man in his thirties, with a red face, his eyebrows and eyes trying to gather towards the center of his face, and the corners of his mouth on both sides of his mouth were pulling downward, as if he was angry and about to leave. I think it's the one who is the son, and coincidentally, I know him too. When I came to Hangzhou, I saw this man sitting with several people of the same age in broad daylight, complaining about how he was unlucky, and he had never met Yunyun, and I also saw him entering and leaving wine shops, green buildings, and gambling halls. At that time, I thought that it was really strange for the mortals here, how could they sigh at the bad luck of the times, and have money to have fun on the other? Shouldn't I go to the cold window to study hard, seek fame, or find a place to show what I am good at, or accumulate strength to wait for a good opportunity?

I sighed as the neighbors carried the crying old woman into the house. Xiao Huang Ying thought that I was not happy in my heart, so she hurriedly comforted me and reminded me that Bai Lan was still waiting for me to go to the new house, but don't be in a bad mood for these mundane things. The eyebrows of the little yellow warbler are very handsome, the two daisy eyebrows hang on the fair face like a crescent moon, when she speaks, the eyebrows are raised, a small mouth opens and closes neatly, and the voice sounds exceptionally crisp. I nodded disapprovingly, and I answered her and moved on.

It was the end of spring, the willows by the river were green, and a swallow swept between the willow branches, startling a large piece of catkins to fly up and down, which was very beautiful. After walking for a while, I crossed the Simu Bridge and saw a swallow sweeping under the eaves of the house at the entrance of the alley. I looked up and saw that there was a bird's nest, and two swallows were talking to each other in the nest, and one of the swallows wanted to fly away from the nest several times, but jumped two steps on the edge of the nest, and still did not fly away, and they were very reluctant to give up on each other. I can't help but sigh, sure enough, all beings have sentient beings. Later, they will give birth to a nest of chicks, and they will be busy raising their young, and they will have to fly up and down in front of the willow trees every day, and there will be no more leisure time in front of them. In this way, I also thought of the swallow's food, the little body, working tirelessly, looking for food in the wind and rain, and raising the child......

I remember the Buddha Zeng Yun: "If there are people, the left shoulder bears the father, the right shoulder bears the mother, grinds the skin to the bone, pierces the bone to the marrow, and travels to Mount Meru, after hundreds of thousands of eons, the blood flows down to the ankle, and I still can't repay the deep kindness of my parents...... " I heard this scripture for the first time, and my heart was very shocked. For as long as I can remember, I have grown on the fragrant bamboos of the Cliff of the Clouds, and I never knew who my parents were, and those bushes of bamboo that sheltered me could be regarded as the parents who raised me, but they were never of my race, and I didn't need to carry the burden on them, so I didn't know much about that passage. Now that I realize that even such a small bird can raise several children, I vaguely understand and don't understand in my heart - I was born as a snake, I have never met my parents, and they have never raised me, so who do I repay?

The little yellow warbler walked all the way without worry, just looking forward to the roadside stalls next to the lane, and did not pay attention to the birds and birds that passed by her. My heart moved, and I asked: I heard that you found a lot of bright feathers for Bai Lan to lay a new nest back then, is there such a thing?

The little yellow warbler's face was slightly red, she covered her mouth, snorted, and laughed: "No! It's just that it's not enough for the white girl to use, and she is called a joke."

I asked again: It's because of your filial piety, it's hard to find so many feathers for you, but where did you find them?

Little Yellow Ying smiled: Some are mine, and some are from parents. They gave many.

Many?

The little yellow warbler nodded and said, "Yes."

Where are they now?

They didn't make it, and they're long gone. As if she was talking about someone else's business, she looked left and right to pay attention to the scenery and characters in the past.

The look of the little yellow warbler couldn't help but make my heart sink, as if I could see two yellow warblers with scattered feathers, staying in the nest under the green leaves. Back then, how many feathers did their little parents have to pluck out to fulfill their daughter's unkind request? She wanted to repay Bai Lan's kindness, which was certainly valuable, but what about the kindness of her parents?

Along the way, my mind was full of mash.