The snowy road is long and winds on the mountain.

In the white world, there are always gorges and mountains that show their chapped skin, and there are always old pines and dwarf grasses shaking their spirits in the cold wind.

In the sheltered corner, there are gray sparrows huddled in a clump, the last elves left in this winter sky.

Here, the hustle and bustle of the world is far away, and only the most natural sounds whistle here.

Wang, Wang, Wang!

The welcoming dog that led the way ran happily back and forth in front, stopping from time to time, waiting for the five people who came down the hill to follow its footsteps.

Although they were people who practiced martial arts, the five of them were still tired and out of breath when they walked up the mountain.

Looking at the dog that was a little over-energetic, so that it seemed stupid, the five of them sighed at the same time - people are not as good as dogs!

This dog, who grew up with chaff and vegetables, where did he get such a big spiritual head.

People in the world like all kinds of foreign dogs, don't you know, for people who live in **** for a long time, the more they can feel, the common name of the earth dog, the scientific name of the Chinese pastoral dog of this dog breed is a little good.

"Master, do all the masters need to live in such an inaccessible place?" The cold wind blew through the cloak, revealing the speaker's youthful face and shiny head—a small monk.

"Living in the red dust and not disturbing the heart is the realm, but to do it without disturbing the heart, you must first find your own heart, the best way is to go outside the world, the cultivation of Buddha is not the cultivation of the mindless and sexless, but to find the truth, the truth of the self. Therefore, it is necessary to eliminate distracting thoughts here and fall into one's last self. A middle-aged monk in front of him said slowly.

"Don't overthink it!" Walking in the front, the old monk with the most stable breath spoke: "This is a place for cultivation, and it is also a place to lock your heart. ”

The group stopped talking, and followed closely behind the joyful earth dog, and trudged up the mountain in the wind and snow.

After going down a small hill and turning again, the wind and snow became lighter, and I could faintly see a few houses in a cluster in the distance.

At this time, the five people suddenly stopped, and even the dog who was playing in front of him quieted down, clamped his tail, and walked quickly past here. The five of them stayed there and looked not far away, a tall man like a lion who knelt and sat under an old pine that stretched out his branches like a cloud cover.

Seeing that the snow had accumulated all over this person's body, the little monk thought that this person might have frozen here, and was about to go over to take a look, but was caught by his master.

The middle-aged monk shook his head and said, "Look at the breath, there is nothing wrong with him." ”

The old monk came out over his shoulders, let go of his cloak and came to the strong man and said, "Amitabha, senior brother Dejing, it's been good lately. ”

The old monk who looked like a lion showed a kind and honest smile: "Senior Brother Deyuan, hello." ”

"Senior brother, why are you staying in this snowstorm? This is not the method taught by my uncle! Deyuan asked.

"Master said that instead of forgetting oneself, it is better to perceive oneself, and I am not here for the snowstorm, but for where—" The lion-like man pointed out with one finger, pointing to the end of the snowstorm, and in the fog, through the wind and snow, everyone saw that in the distance was a snowless place under the cliff, and there was a tree with green leaves hanging in it.

"My homework is to come here every day and observe it." Dejing said.

"Do you want to find out the way of withering glory?" The little monk who came over behind interjected and asked.

"Hehe, I did the same at first, but I didn't see the leaves fall and the tree withered for a month, and then I stopped paying attention to waiting for the tree to wither, I used to look at the sparrows that fell on the tree, and just now I mainly looked at the branch and the branch, the way they hit each other in the wind!" Dejing said honestly.

The three monks didn't say anything, and at the same time recited the Buddha's name with their palms appropriately. The other two lay disciples who followed up the mountain complained frantically in their hearts - did this thing hold on the mountain for too long?! I can actually look at two branches crooked for a long time?!

Monks can associate everything with the Dharma, while laypeople can only see three emotions and five desires.

Barking!

Seeing that everyone was not leaving, the black-backed and yellow-bellied earth dog not far away barked anxiously.

"Haha, okay is already in a hurry, let's go up the mountain together!" Dejing said with a smile: "There are guests coming from afar, maybe I can eat something good tonight!" ”

Dejing said happily, but the middle-aged monk on the side was a little congested, a dog's legal name is called Xingke, and he is actually separated from a dog of the same generation, no, it should be said that a dog is a generation with himself, Mida Buddha, it seems that this thinking angle is not right!

The closer they got to the house, the more strange people they saw, some walking backwards, holding a stone to warm it in the cold winter, some even howling and crying while whipping themselves, and some people felt that they were monkeys, jumping up and down to learn the movements of monkeys......

Just after everyone felt that they had seen all the wonders in the world in an instant, in the cheerful cry of Xingke, an old monk with no wisps of lean was covered in water and rushed out of the house in the cold wind, shaking his old elephant in the cold wind and running towards Deyuan.

The worldview of the two lay disciples and the young little monk, the three first-time people who came here was instantly refreshed by the old elephant!

"What gift did Xiao Deyuan bring with him this time?" The old monk, who was full of fine clothes, was not afraid of the wind and snow while looking through the packages of several people as if no one was around.

The middle-aged monk Xingyun took out a large bag of snacks from his arms and handed it to the old monk.

"Wow, this time it's good, there's chocolate chips here!" After the old man's surprise, his face suddenly turned sad: "Trouble again?" You won't be so prepared when you come here when you don't have anything to do. ”

In the silence of everyone, the old monk took the clothes that Xing Ke had brought over and draped them on his body, and walked back to the house.

On the top of the mountain, the sun tends to rise a little earlier and set a little later.

There was no electricity on the mountain, and when the sun went down, the house was pitch black, and after the oil lamp was lit, there was a bean of brilliance. A bowl of oil can light an oil lamp for more than ten days, while a candle can only be used for two nights, so only oil lamps are used on the mountain.

A pot of chowder soup with thick dough cakes. Five people who ate a meal had a stomachache, but the others were very happy.

In particular, after each person was given a chocolate chip bean, the dinner turned into a dinner party.

Hey? Oh, my God! That dog was more energetic after eating chocolate?!

"So that's what you guys do?" The old monk said a little helplessly, as a guardian Venerable, and also a group of mentally ill managers and trainers on the mountain, unless there is a major event to destroy the sect and destroy the sect, he generally will not make a move, and has been traveling and practicing in the world, fifteen years ago, he collected the strange things he encountered over the years, and settled on the mountain, for more than ten years, he is like a real teacher, educating these people, and letting these people go down the mountain one by one to find their place.

In his heart today, the identity of a teacher is much more important than the identity of the so-called apologetic Venerable.

"Don't you know how good you are? Now in the legal society, as long as we don't do **** anti-national things, of course, don't offend people too ruthlessly, with the signboard of our Dalin Temple, your life is good? ! The old monk Suhua asked in a very helpless tone.

"Uncle Shi!" One of the disciples of the Su family said in a low voice: "You can't just pay attention to the lives of the monks in the temple, they follow the national policy, but we lay disciples also have to live." ”

"Aren't you alive and well? A little girl can ruin your family's business? No way, don't think I'm so good at fooling around in the mountains. Su Hua said solemnly,

"Don't dare!" The lay disciple was in the right way, but when he spoke, the three of Deyuan closed their eyes and did not interject, and began to chant in a low voice. The two lay disciples couldn't help but curse that these monks were too uncooperative. Gritted her teeth and continued: "Because of this woman, the reputation of this sect in the martial arts has plummeted, and she is constantly using her influence to attack and smear our sect. Recently, the sect has lost serious apprentices, all thanks to this woman. ”

"When will Dalin Temple rely on the prestige of martial arts?" Su Hua said: "Buddhism is our foundation. ”

The corner of the lay disciple's eyes twitched, these years, there are many people who seek Buddha, but there are few people who believe in Buddha, what kind of Dharma, it is not false! If you don't know that the legend says that this old man is very capable of fighting, who will have nothing to do with his heavy body odor after taking a bath?

Deyuan suddenly said at this time: "Uncle Shi, it is said that Xuan Chongzi of Xuanyiguan was defeated by this girl. After saying this, he was silent.

Su Hua was silent for a long time and said, "I can't go, let Dejing go!" ”

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