Earlier here, the fat monk took the hairpin and ran all the way to the last into the temple, lifted the curtain and panted in and shouted: "Uncle! ”

This side hall is not like the side one dedicated to the Bodhisattva, and the three rooms are hung with thick curtains, and the floor is also covered with thick velvet blankets. A warm voice inside said, "You're going to step on my blanket again." ”

The fat monk took two steps back and stood outside, clasped his palms and said, "Uncle Shi, the little monk received an old thing today, which looks like your thing." ”

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a lean, tall, white-faced man in a gray monk's robe walked out and asked, "What old thing?" ”

He saw the hairpin in the fat monk's hand, stretched out two fingers and took a closer look at it, and then asked, "Who sent it?" ”

The fat monk said: "It's General Du Yudu of Liangzhou City." ”

Yu Yichen twisted the hairpin, saw that the marks on it were mottled, and asked, "Who else?" ”

The fat monk said, "And his son." ”

Seeing that Yu Yichen was still staring at him, the fat monk said again: "He said that his wife was waiting outside the temple." ”

Yu Yichen took the hairpin and said, "Go and drag him, don't let him go yet." ”

After that, he took off his boots and changed into a pair of straw sandals, went out to get a Zen stick, put on a hat and went out from the back door, and walked along the outer edge of the road surrounded by tall poplar trees.

She was wearing a short green jacket and a purple gauze dress, with a refreshing bun, and no more than a sparkling green jade hairpin in her hair. She stood in the golden corn valley in the fields, staring intently at the White Pagoda Temple in the distance.

He didn't dare to alarm her, so he tightened his grip on the hairpin and quietly approached the pavilion like a thief, and after a distance of one zhang, he did not dare to take a step closer. Standing in the chestnut valley field outside the road like a scarecrow, she did not dare to move or blink, lest she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

She was still willing to keep her promise not to enter the monastery gate with her husband.

He also guarded his obsession, and the ancient Buddha long lamp not far from her.

After standing like this for an unknown amount of time, she may have become stubborn, and climbed out of the railing with her feet, scooping up the wild flowers growing in the chestnut valley field and rummaging in her hands. A smile welled up on her face as she fiddled with it, and he laughed too. A foot away, he and the tall scarecrow stood silently, her mind was not here, she never looked at him.

When he saw the shoes on her feet, embroidered with two little green frogs, his heart suddenly moved. He once bought her such a pair of shoes, and his little shopkeeper liked them very much, and always loved to wear them. So he put on many, many pairs of shoes embroidered with little tigers, little rabbits, little flyes, and all kinds of small animals.

She knitted a hat surrounded by wild flowers, put it on her head first, looked left and right on the edge of the canal and looked at herself, she must have seen nothing, and shook her head with a smile and picked it up in her arms, still looking at the direction of the White Pagoda Temple from afar.

She looked at the white tower, and he looked at her, but in the blink of an eye, maybe a long time had passed. She grinned and raised her straw hat in her hand. From afar, I heard a childish man shouting: "Mother! Mother! ”

He didn't have to look back, he knew it must be her husband and child.

She lifted the corner of her skirt and jumped out of the pavilion, rushed over, scooped up the boy who jumped and picked it up in her arms, put her cheek against his cheek and didn't know what to ask, the fat child was coquettish in her arms, enjoying her doting and loving gaze, smiling at his mother putting the straw hat on her head, curious and stretched out her hand to touch it.

Du Yu forcibly hugged Xiaoyu: "He's too heavy now, you shouldn't hug him often." ”

Xiao Yu told his father to put a thick arm on his chest, and he couldn't go up or down, and gasped and said, "Mother, he is uncomfortable hugging, I want you to hug him." ”

Zhenshu hurriedly picked up Xiaoyu from Du Yu's arms and said: "My son has grown so big, you haven't learned to hold him, it can be seen that he is an inadvertent father, not even as good as your father." ”

Du Yu snatched the small fish from Zhenshu's arms and put it on the ground, and pointed viciously: "Go by yourself, where is there such a big child and let the mother hold it?" ”

Xiao Yu also replied to him with a hateful look and said, "If you go by yourself, you will go by yourself." ”

He didn't care when his shoes were wet, and when he couldn't see it, he stretched out his feet to the ditch by the side of the road to get a foot of water and ran wet. Du Yu shook his head angrily and said, "Rebel! Unfilial son! ”

When Zhenshu heard him say this about his son, he felt a little uncomfortable, and deliberately stabbed: "Is it more rebellious than you?" ”

Du Yu thought about it, shook his head again, and said: "Retribution, retribution." ”

The family of three walked away, and gradually disappeared at the end of the road where the poplar trees towered. Yu Yichen still stood motionless, letting the clouds in the sky change, the birds in the field flew back to shuttle, and the rustle of the wind blowing through the valley caressed in the bottom of his heart, just like the sound of the bright moon and the piano when he was with her, and her every smile and every look, and her crying and crying to go with him, and the brains she rolled her eyes to, and the wheezing sound when she couldn't climb in the tunnel, all of this combined with the sound of the wind poured into his mind, filling his chest, making his heavy shoulders almost unbearable, and he was about to fall into this chestnut valley field.

He stood firmly with a Zen staff, and the shadow gradually dragged behind him for a long time, and when the birds were all in the forest, the insects chirped, and only then did a little novice run over and put his palm together and asked, "Uncle, do you want to go back?" ”

Yu Yichen stretched out his hand to support him and said, "Let's go." ”

He went back to the side hall where he lived, took off his straw sandals, and when the little novice had cleaned himself with water, he put on his boots again and went into the house, and sat down on a ball in the inner room, and unscrewed the hairpin, and drew the tight, thin skin that was rolled out, and spread it out carefully. There was a piece of paper sandwiched inside, and the ugly font on the paper made him purse his lips and smile.

She wrote:

After killing you, I still live shamelessly, and I will continue to live.

I offer your hairpin to the Buddha because we are all going to hell.

If you are already there, please wait for me.

There are thousands of eons in hell, and I will bear it with you.

If, after the time of the Ganges sands, we can be liberated with a thought, and then seek a fate with each other, shall we be?

Yu Yichen called the fat monk and instructed: "Go and dig out an altar of flower carvings under the row of willow trees at the root of the courtyard wall, and then cut some dried plums, dried apricots, and rock sugar together and scald them together through the water, you don't need to boil, you can just burn your hands." ”

The fat monk frowned and said, "Uncle Shi, you can't drink this hair, the abbot will be angry when he knows it." ”

Yu Yichen stretched out his hand to pick up the guqin on the wall, and said without replying: "If you don't say it, how will he know?" ”

Before long, the fat monk came in with a warm rice wine, Yu Yichen pulled the tray and put it beside him, poured himself a cup in his mouth, and slowly fiddled with the strings. The fat monk wanted to listen again, and saw Yu Yichen wave his hand to signal him to retreat.

In the early autumn night, the fat monk stood outside the door, heard a long sound, the sound of the piano stirred the four fields, condensed the darkness between heaven and earth into a block in the chest, and between the moments, it was like a long sword across the sky, splitting out a clear world.

Although he had no attainments in the five tones, he was also fascinated by it, and it took a long time before he asked, "Uncle Shi, what kind of song is this?" ”

"Guangling stops!" Yu Yichen said: "Go and call my people from the Yan Military Division of Heishui Town back, and I'll go out for a walk in a while." ”

Four years ago, he fell into the freezing canal and was hit by an arrow in his back and narrowly escaped his death. Fortunately, the bitter Zen master of Wanshou Temple rescued him and took him to Heishui's homeland to extend medicine to come back to life.

At the beginning, all the state capitals along the border were searching for his whereabouts, and the Kufa Zen master personally sat in the town, and took the monks all the way to the gallop to take him to the outside of the pass, he was unconscious with a high fever, and when he crossed the Yellow River, he woke up leisurely, and saw the kind old Zen master holding his hand, and opened his mouth to ask him: Master, is it too late for the disciple to repent now?

Yu Yichen's body was too weak to ask that sentence, the old Zen master's eyes were clear, Wen held his hand and said, "Child, it will never be too late to repent." As soon as you have a pure thought, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will save you from suffering. ”

Yu Yichen fell asleep with his eyes closed, and only woke up again after two months. Heishui Town Yan Jun Division, the remnant city lord of the Western Xia Dynasty is his father's younger brother, his little uncle, guarding the Heishui City rewarded by the Northern Khan, because he has no children under his knees to continue the national lineage, he has since become the prince of Heishui City, just like his father's position back then.

Later, his health gradually improved, although he was a prince, he did not live in Heishui City, but traveled back and forth between Liangzhou and Heishui, and read the scriptures and practiced the Dharma all the way under the knees of the bitter Dharma Zen master who lived in Baita Temple, and practiced Buddhism devoutly. Later, Du Yu went to Liangzhou, and then moved the Baita Temple to the outside of Liangzhou City, he took a few novices to preach in the temples along the Hexi Corridor, and walked all over the Hexi Corridor.

The Yanjun Division of Heishui Town is not far from Liangzhou, and there are frictions on the border between the two families. Although there is Du Yu in Liangzhou, Heishui City also has many fierce generals, and with the support of the Mongolian tribes in the north, Heishui City and Liangzhou can also fight each other.

He waited for four years to finally see the woman he cared about again, knowing that she had a husband and children and lived a happy life, at this time, the satisfied could not be satisfied, and the perfect could not be satisfied, if he really wanted to find a relief, but he still had to wait for the explanation of the chores in Blackwater City.

"Uncle Shi!" The fat monk outside suddenly shouted, "Uncle Shi! ”

"What's the matter?" Yu Yichen's tone was very impatient.

He hung the piano on the wall, and suddenly heard the sound of lifting the curtain outside the door, he was not used to others breaking into his room, frowning before he was about to get angry, and listened to a woman's trill: "Yu Yichen!" ”

Yu Yichen was almost unsteady on his feet, closed his eyes and calmed for a long time, two strings of hot tears rolled down, and the hand holding the guqin slowly stroked the wall and turned around. Sure enough, it was not an illusion, his cute little shopkeeper was standing at the door, looking at him with a smile on his forehead wet with sweat, and called out again: "Yu Yichen!" ”