Qiong Zhi went out of the room, looked up at the sky outside, turned his head, and said with a little worry:

"Master, the sky is a little gloomy, but I'm afraid that there will be heavy snow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAre we going to go to Wakabaji Temple today to listen to the scriptures? ”

"It's okay, I'm still going. In a few days, Master Yiye will be summoned to the capital to give lectures. If you go, you won't come back. If I don't listen to the Bible today, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to listen to him alone anymore. ”

Lianxin also echoed: "It doesn't matter if it snows, there will be fewer people in the temple at that time, and we can be much quieter." Save those people from disturbing their masters. ”

Most of the people of the Great Jin Dynasty believe in Buddhism, from the princes and nobles to the common people, they are willing to go to the temple to worship the Buddha. Especially on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, there are many people who go to the temple to offer incense and make vows. In addition, in order to propagate doctrines and attract believers, various temples often hold lectures on the scriptures. Those who can support the preaching activities in the temple are all well-known monks.

Although Qiong Zhi never felt that Master Yiye and Baili Feng's lectures had any meaning, he did not refute her words. Worried that it would be cold when the snow fell, she could only tie a big red big fox fur with white fox fur.

After tying up the big one, Qiong Zhi and Lianxin helped Baili Feng into the first carriage, took the incense burner handed by the little girl, and stuffed it in Bai Li Feng's hand. As for the little girls holding clothes, scriptures and other things behind them, they followed into the carriage behind. As soon as the groom whipped up, the two carriages drove leisurely in the direction of Wakabaji.

The upper-class powerful and wealthy businessmen in Wangyun City almost all know that the "crazy lady" in the shopping mall likes to listen to people's lectures. Almost every fifteenth, Baili Feng will take people to Wakaba Temple, the most famous temple in Wangyun City.

She didn't ask for a signature, so she rarely stayed in the front hall, and most of the time she went to listen to the lectures and debates of the monks in the temple. The slightly famous monks in the temple have received her and have a very good opinion of her.

By chance, she listened to Master Ichiba's lecture to the public, and she admired it very much, and since then she has become a regular visitor to Wakabaji Temple. Because she always has a lot of money in sesame oil, and often adds monk's robes and other things to the temple, she also has the opportunity to listen to Master Yiye's lectures alone. It just so happened that Master Yiye also felt that he was very Buddha with her, and he was not very repulsive. Solo preaching like this is often done today.

However, what people from the outside world see and know is what Baili Feng wants them to know. Baili Feng wanted them to know that she was clothed in the most compassionate and pious skin in the world, and that she had the same weaknesses as ordinary women.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of Wakabaji Mountain, it stopped, and the coachman set up the footstool and asked Baili Feng to get off. The servant who came here with her was obviously not the first time to come here, and he was familiar with following the monk to deliver the things donated by Baili Feng to the warehouse. Because the weather turned cold, most of the donated things this time were warm clothes, and the monk of Zhike saw these clothes and entertained them very politely.

At this time, a disciple of Master Yiye took the place of the Zhike monk and led Baili Feng and Lotus Heart Qiongzhi to the meditation room where Yiye preached. Lianxin and Qiongzhi were left in the outer room of the meditation room as usual, and Baili Feng entered the inner room.

The children of Buddhism do not talk about enjoyment, and there are few dragon braziers in the meditation room. So even in a meditation room like Yiye, it's not very warm, and it's still cool.

Master Yiye sat down on the yellow futon, his face peaceful and calm. The eyebrows and beard are white, and he looks very old. It wasn't until he heard Baili Feng's footsteps that he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were not cloudy with the old man's, but with deep wisdom. Put your hands together and chant the Buddha's name.

"What scripture does the donor want to hear today?"

Baili Feng sat down on the futon opposite.

"I heard that there will be heavy snow today, so I don't want to listen to your lectures. The things that are said in the scriptures are too much higher than my comprehension. Even though I have listened to you for many years, pedantic people like me have not been able to understand anything. ”

"What does the donor want to hear?"

"I have small questions that often bother me because I don't get answers. It is said that the small sees the big, and the master's ability, I wonder if you can solve my doubts? ”

Although Baili Feng's attitude is not casual, it is definitely not respectful. But Kazuha didn't react to this either.

"So what does the donor want to ask here?"

Bai Li Feng casually pushed open the window next to him, and the lonely scene in the courtyard came into view. The grass and trees in the courtyard have been destroyed by the wind and frost into a cold green, and they stand lonely and tenacious on the ground. The sky has faintly darkened, with the oppression of the wind and snow coming.

A gust of cold wind swept into the meditation room. The wind rattled the scriptures by the windowsill and blew Bailifeng's hair messy. Her jade-like eyes were hidden by silver hair, looming. At this moment, it is like a snow demon coming in the wind.

"I want to ask, what about the grass and trees when it snows in the sky?"

"He Cao? He Mu? ”

Baili Feng's thin lips opened lightly, and the voice blew along the wind to Yiye's ears:

"How's the begonia?"

One leaf with two palms together:

"The wind and snow invade it, and it should be destroyed and broken."

Baili Feng's eyes were cold: "Why?" ”

"Begonias are delicate and graceful, they should be loved and pitied, so why bother to taste bitterness?"

The deep female voice was as ethereal as the wind: "If you can have a smooth life, who wants to struggle in the wind and snow?" ”

"Then, if it is stored in a golden house," Yiye raised his eyes and looked directly at Baili Feng, as if he could see through her heart: "But he is confined to every square inch, breaking branches and cutting leaves, grabbing flowers and eating fruits, and playing with people's palms...... Would you like to have a begonia? ”

"Of course not."

Yiye recited a Buddha name.

"If it's a red maple, what should it be?"

"Autumn leaves don't branch, just in time."

"I want to keep this red leaf like fire."

Yiye didn't answer, just twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand. After a while, he said:

"It's easy to go with the sky, but it's hard to go against the sky. Don't do it, don't do it. ”

Baili Feng and Yiye fought for a while, and finally got this last sentence. She looked down in thought, and her hand was also on the bead on her wrist. Kazuha didn't disturb her thinking, but began to slowly recite the Buddhist scriptures. His old voice had a strange power, enough to soothe any restless heart.

It's a pity that she can't iron the folds in her heart.

"Do you really think that if you obey the will of heaven, you can keep your stump? Baili Feng got up from the futon and said coldly: "If you really follow the sky, who can live to this day?" ”

"Everything in the world is in order. The son follows the father, the minister follows the king, the man follows the earth, and the earth follows the heavens. Since you are in the Three Realms and Five Elements, you must obey the will of Heaven. The fruit of this life must have the cause of the previous life, and it is precisely because of the evil done in the previous life that the evil will be tasted in this life. There are days in life and death, so why not obey the will of heaven, let go of obsession, and cultivate the future? ”

"Cultivating the afterlife?"

Baili Feng's eyes were frosty, and he sneered: "I don't cultivate the afterlife." I only believe that in this life, in this life; This world is resentful, this world is retribution. Any grudges and kindness will be fulfilled in this life. Let me see the grudge end, why save it for later? lest I die in the future without turning a blind eye, and go to hell with this grudge, refusing to even drink Meng Po soup, and then turning into a terrible ghost to ask for people's lives! ”