Early on the morning of the third day of her return, Ansu decided to go to Myohoji Temple to meet Master. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When I came to the foot of the mountain, I found that a parking lot had been built there, and the mountain road in my memory was gone, replaced by a cement road about one zhang wide. Ansu looked at the neat cement pavement and was fascinated. When something haunting you appears in front of you is no longer what you remember, people who come to look for it will inevitably feel a sense of loss.

Out of her trance, she saw a middle-aged monk passing by her, kowtowing in the direction of the mountain. None of this monk and the senior brothers in Ansu's memory match the number, maybe it was the senior brother who was shaved later. Ansu didn't greet him, but looked at his back as he crawled up the mountain in three steps. She remembered the picture Sun Jing had given her, and the pious and resolute faces of the pilgrims.

Is there really reincarnation? If there really is, she is willing to re-enter the reincarnation. In the past sixteen years, she has lit the most pious incense in her heart countless times, and she still can't find the lost person, so she can at least kowtow to the Buddha for the next life.

Thinking of this, An Su followed the senior brother in three steps. She doesn't want her own safety, she doesn't want to be blessed, she doesn't want to reach the other side, she just wants to meet him again in the next life.

It is the season when the pear blossoms bloom, and there are many people who come to Myoboji Temple to burn incense and enjoy the pear blossoms. In the Han land, it is rare to kowtow, so people come and go to look at them.

There is no Dharma in Myohoji Temple on this day. Yes, most of the people who come here are to enjoy the pear blossoms, so the temple is not lively. On the contrary, there is a kind of quietness in the bustle. The way up the mountain has changed, but the long staircase at the entrance of the mountain is still there, the pear blossoms on both sides are in full bloom as they were back then, and the temple is still the same as Ansu remembers.

When An Su knelt in front of the main hall with black hair and messy hair, it attracted everyone's attention. Ansu didn't pay homage to the incense, nor did he enter the hall, just stared straight at the Buddha statue in the hall, folded his hands, and knelt motionless in front of the main hall. The monk in charge of the main hall did not know her, but when he saw that she had been kneeling, he stepped forward to ask.

An Su bowed and pleaded in a low voice, "Disciple An Su asks to see Master Zhishan. ”

Venerable Zhishan is very old, and in recent years, in addition to the temple, there are major dharmas. Yes, most of the time I spend my time in retreat, and I don't see visitors easily. The young monk had been in the monastery for some time and had never seen the abbot to meet visitors, and few people would ask to see the abbot. This benefactor has been kneeling on the main hall, thinking that he has some relationship with the host. He folded his hands and replied, "Please wait a moment." ”

An Su went to the bathroom to wash his face, tidied up his appearance, and followed the monk who came to lead the way to the front of the meditation room. There was already a monk waiting at the door, it was a familiar face, and An Su thought for a while before remembering that he was Jingwen who was in charge of the temple's procurement work before.

An Su folded his hands and bowed down and shouted, "Senior Brother Jingwen." ”

Purify the salute with folded hands.

An Su was about to speak, but Jing Wen whispered, "Master, his old man is waiting for you inside, go in." ”

The door of the meditation room was pushed open, and An Su entered with light steps.

The furnishings in the meditation room are extremely simple, on the front wall is a large Buddha character, and Venerable Zhishan is sitting cross-legged with his hands folded in front of his abdomen, his eyes closed, and his Dharma appearance is solemn.

Looking at the master, whose beard was all white and his face was full of wrinkles, An Su knelt down, fell to the ground and shouted, "Master! ”

Master Zhishan slowly opened his eyes when he heard the sound, looked at An Su who was lying on the ground, and said softly, "You're back." ”

When Ansu raised her head, she was already in tears.

Venerable Zhishan looked at this little apprentice who he hadn't seen for sixteen years, and no one knew what this enlightened monk was thinking at this time. After a long time, he came back to his senses, closed his eyes, folded his hands, and recited: "Amitabha." ”

An Suyou shouted: "Master! ”

Master Zhishan opened his eyes and said to Ansu, "Get up! ”

Ansu still stubbornly knelt on the ground.

Venerable Zhishan looked at her and said, "Everything is like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be viewed as such. ”

This sentence was read by Buddha Ansu from the "Diamond Sutra" given to her by Jingming a long time ago, but she did not understand the meaning. Today, she still didn't understand, wiped her tears and said, "Master, the apprentice is stupid! ”

"Don't be obsessed!" After Master Zhishan finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.

An Su was still about to say something, but Master Zhishan spat out two words "Go" and stopped speaking.

An Su looked at the master in a daze for a moment, kowtowed deeply, and then exited the meditation room.

Out of the meditation room, An Su wanted to see Jingtang, so he asked Jingwen about it. Jingwen told her that Jingtang has been practicing for more than ten years, and has become more and more sophisticated, and she began to travel last year, but now she has not returned. Not seeing Senior Brother Jingtang, An Su was disappointed.

Jingwen sent Ansu all the way to the mountain gate.

Farewell to Senior Brother, An Su walked down the steps step by step, and she counted as she walked. When I went to the lowest level, it was eighty-one levels, and it was still the same as before, no more and no less. She reached out and stroked the pear tree beside her, and the sweet aroma came to her face. She remembers every pear tree here, they are her childhood friends with Jingming, and they are also part of her memory. She looked back at the long staircase, and the snow-white pear blossoms on both sides were blooming as they had been back then, but there was no clear little monk standing there at the end.

Over the next few days, Ansu woke up to the ringing of the morning bell. In the morning light, from the foot of the mountain all the way to the temple, she could meet that senior brother every day. The two never spoke, but when they arrived at the temple, they folded their hands and greeted each other. Master Zhishan didn't see An Su again, and she didn't dare to disturb Master's cultivation. The rest of the time, she either helped out in the room or went to the Lotus Society to copy Buddhist scriptures. The small room where she used to study with Jingming was no longer full of pear blossoms, but now it is used as one of the places for lay people to copy Buddhist scriptures, and the sandalwood she is attached to is burned all day long. At sunset, she walked down the eighty-one steps step by step, and then looked back at the end of the stairs, as if the little monk was still here. Just as she thought at the beginning, as long as he was in the Miaofa Temple, she could accompany him at the bottom of the mountain to listen to the morning bell and the evening drum. Across the high walls of the temple, you can still watch the pear blossoms bloom and fall together, so it's good.

Such days made Ansu's heart feel more peaceful than ever, and the idea of staying here was born.

Early this morning, An Su opened the door and was surprised to find He Xiangnuan standing at the door, looking at himself with a smile. The morning light sprinkled on him, making people feel infinitely warm.

It's a morning full of hope!

The two had breakfast opposite each other. While An Su was cleaning up, He Xiangnuan found rope and a wooden plank, and reinstalled a swing under the old mulberry tree. Since then, An Su's memory of this house has added one more He Xiangnuan.

An Su didn't ask why He Xiangnuan appeared here, and He Xiangnuan didn't have to explain to An Su why he came. Because Xiang Nuan never needs a reason to be by Ansu's side, just like the sentence "Smile to Nuan, An Zhi Ruosu" is as natural as it is said.

An Su did not go up the mountain again, but took He Xiangnuan around the village, smiling and greeting everyone he knew. The fat aunt is not as fat as it was back then, it is said that she lost weight after being sick many years ago, but everyone still calls her fat aunt. Liu Shun has a family, and the husband and wife are working in other places and entrusting their children to their parents to take care of, so the fat aunt has to hug her eldest grandson when she talks everywhere. When she saw He Xiangnuan, she said that Ansu had found such a good boyfriend. Ansu didn't explain either, because once explained, it might be converted to another version when it came to the fat aunt. Anyway, He Xiangnuan won't stay here too long.

The two came to the river and sat down to chat. He Xiangnuan told her something about what happened in G City after she returned to her hometown. An Su listened quietly.

He Xiangnuan asked An Su: "Is Chen Dashan really Shi Jingming's brother?" ”

An Su looked at him inexplicably, only to see that he was disappointed.

He Xiangnuan then asked, "Haven't you been in touch?" ”

An Su looked at He Xiangnuan suspiciously, not understanding why he would ask such a question.

Seeing that An Su was silent, He Xiangnuan sighed, "Why are you unwilling to let go of your hatred?" ”

Ansu didn't look at him, but looked at the seemingly calm river, she knew that the water was turbulent under the water, so what, it had nothing to do with her. After watching it for a long time, he answered his question: "I have contacted Chen Dashan, and I told him everything about Jingming, but everything that is happening now has nothing to do with me." I used to think about overturning the case for Jingming, but now I will forget everything and live happily. That's what I promised my mom. ”

He Xiangnuan smiled after hearing this, this is something he has been waiting for and looking forward to for sixteen years.

Just when he wanted An Su to go back to G City with him, An Su told him: "Xiang Nuan, I want to stay here!" (To be continued.) )