Back at the inn, Di Ting explained the original situation, Lu Li did not shirk it, only reassured Di Ting, and went to find You Ning to go with him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Ning entrusted his plan to Ji Wei and instructed: "Your current cultivation can already deal with this, don't let me down." ”

Ji Wei put the things she gave into the storage bag, and replied seriously with his fists: "Ji Wei will not fail in his mission." ”

Hearing the sound of soothing and leisurely footsteps in his ears, Youning turned his hand and sent Ji Shu away, pushed the book slip on the couch aside, and then stood up and opened the door.

Lu Li walked to the door, and she just opened the door.

Lu Li smiled and asked, "Could it be that this is what mortals say has a good heart?" ”

You Ning glanced at him and said with a chuckle: "There is no shortage of poets, immortals, poets and gods in the fairy world, why bother to admire the talents of mortals?" ”

Lu Li naturally grabbed her frosty white and cold little hand, and said slowly: "Mortals also have merits. There is a bhikshu in the Buddha country who has fallen into the net of ordinary people and is difficult to get out, do you want to go to the mortal world with me to relax? ”

You Ning's eyes turned slightly, and he nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll go with you and show favoritism once." ”

The Jin Kingdom of the mortal realm, here is a country full of elegance and grace, due to the resistance to the invasion of the harsh country on the other side of the Yangtze River for many years, people live in dire straits.

But this kind of dire and precarious situation has only aroused people's wanton indulgence and made this elegant country more colorful.

Everything about Zen debate begins with a beautiful encounter.

In March last year, it was the season of the willows of the Jin Kingdom. He came here alone to preach the Dharma, but he saw a beautiful blue butterfly in the wilderness.

Butterflies flying, he unconsciously followed the butterflies across the high post, and a melodious piano sound faintly came from the breeze. On the opposite side of the hill, a thin and weak woman in a yellow shirt was sitting cross-legged on a boulder playing the piano.

A furnace of green smoke rose with the sound of the piano, and even if she noticed that someone was peeking, the woman became more and more indifferent, and her posture was not chaotic at all. The little jade-white face under the light gauze hat, the eyes are radiant and calm, as calm as water. The flower embellishment in the center of the eyebrows adds a sense of pride from the bones to this gorgeous and flamboyant face.

Such a magnificent face, matched with a weak and boneless posture, is unforgettable at first sight.

Bianzen looked at the woman with the hat from afar, listening to the sound of her piano, as if he was in a field of flowers, between heaven and earth, and there was no more difficulty.

He looked at her with his lips half-open.

At this moment, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Bianchan raised his eyebrows, looked at her suspiciously, then folded his hands and asked with a smile, "Why don't you have fun?" ”

The woman gently moved the piano to the piano case, stood up, saluted, and said with a smile: "It is also beautiful to stay for a while." ”

Bianzen smiled slightly, what a free and elegant girl. Thinking to himself, he then asked, "I wonder if I will be able to hear wonderful music again in my lifetime?" ”

The woman frowned slightly, where did the monk come from? It was only then that she really raised her eyes to look at him. I saw that Bianzen was dressed in plain cloth, the light coat was slightly open, the wide sleeves were agitated in the wind, and the robe trembled slightly with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on the chest. Due to his constant exposure to the sun, his complexion was a healthy color, and his eyes were bright and kind.

Long body jade standing, such as the wind of Panasonic.

At this moment, a blue butterfly fluttered down on his shoulder, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but turn his head and stretch out his slender hand to touch the butterfly.

The blue butterfly flapped its wings and landed on his fingertips.

The woman tilted her head slightly, some good feelings rose in her heart, and said with a smile: "We will meet by fate." ”

Quan Chan stretched out his hand, and the blue butterfly fluttered its wings and flew.

The woman smiled and asked, "Monks will also be confused by butterflies?" The four major ways of Buddhism are empty, and now when I see it, I am afraid it is also biased? ”

Quan Chan stood still, folded his hands and said: "Amitabha Buddha, born as a human being, loves beauty and is the common feeling of people, and the disciples of Buddhism are also all sentient beings. The female benefactor taught that she was afraid that the poor monk had overstepped. ”

First said that he was not wrong, and then apologized.

The woman smiled lowly and asked, "Buddhism is also cloudy: all beings are equal." Is there any falsehood in this statement? ”

Quan Chan nodded in response, "No." ”

The woman smiled and bowed her head, then asked, "In that case, why do you divide all beings into men and women?" ”

At this time, an old woman dressed as a servant came panting: "Girl, it's time to go home!" ”

The woman frowned slightly, there was some impatience in her eyes under the hood, and she smiled and said: "Butterfly chaser, don't chase the blue butterfly again, if you chase yourself into a wild bee and butterfly, it will be worth the loss." ”

After saying this, she turned around with a smile, and was about to move her steps, she turned her eyes to look at him, and said with a smile: "There is a temple in Weiyunkai Temple in Jiankang City, which is in Cuiping Mountain outside Yan Beach. ”

"Thank you for your advice." Zen lowered his eyes and bowed his head.

Seeing the woman disappear from view, at some point, the blue butterfly actually came to his shoulder again.

Bianzen turned his eyes to the butterfly and asked with a smile, "I don't know, is all this what I really saw and heard, or is it a dream of yours?" ”

The blue butterfly didn't know why, and was blown comfortably by the warm breath, so she lay there motionless. Following the woman's guidance, he found the Yunkai Temple on Cuiping Mountain, and began to open the altar every day to teach Buddhism.

Whenever he preached the scriptures, the blue butterfly would inevitably lie on his shoulder, as if he had a spirit to listen to the teaching. For a time, this incident was spread to be miraculous, and more people came to the temple in order to see the scene of "Blue Butterfly Listening to the Scriptures".

Until, the princess of the Jin Kingdom died, and there was only a blue butterfly on the bed except for bloodstains.

According to folk rumors, the princess died a terrible death, and was dismembered into six pieces alive, and her head was missing. Because of this blue butterfly, Bianzen was pointed out as a murderer by the whole city, fell into prison, and was beheaded in a few days.

In the quiet night, the jailer had already fallen asleep, and Lu Li and You Ning quietly came to the prison.

In just a few days, the handsome Zen has been emaciated into a skeleton. He looked at the two of them blankly, and asked with a smile: "The two donors visited the prison at night, what happened?" ”

Lu Xun couldn't bear it, frowned unconsciously, lowered his eyes and said gently: "The two of us are here to save you, are you willing to tell us what happened?" ”

Quan Chan was shocked when he heard this, and he had only been in the Jin Kingdom for a year, but he could also remember that he had never seen these two people, and he had doubts about their intentions for a while.

You Ning pursed her lips and said slowly: "You think about it clearly, what is the faith you were born with?" What was the original intention of coming to the Jin Kingdom? In your opinion, your life may not matter anymore, but if you live, what kind of changes will you bring to this mortal world? Your life is your own, if you want to give up this last chance, how about we turn around and leave? ”

The thin eyelids of the emaciated eyes of Zen are thin, and the moment they close their eyes, it is as if a thin layer of skin covers the eyeballs, which is very terrifying. His voice was a little hoarse, and he said with a wry smile: "Debate Zen vainly moved the mortal heart, and inadvertently fell into the red dust, Yongjia died, and I also ended up in this field, this is God's punishment for me." Yongjia treats me like a teacher and a friend, but I, but..."