Chapter 115: The dust before the falling mirror lake is forgotten, and the past when you enter the Buddha Gate is empty

There are no clouds, and the lake is bright.

This is the most extensive lake on the outskirts of the city, called Jinghu Lake. Because the surface of the lake is calm all year round, there are no waves, so it has this name.

At this moment, a corner of clothing is floating on the calm lake. An old man holding a Buddhist bead walked by here and shook his head: "Sins and sins, I don't know who drowned." So he did a good deed every day, fished out the man's body, and buried it. ”

The old man rowed a flat boat and gradually came to the center of the lake. He took out a fishing net, caught the drowning man, and slowly rowed the boat to the shore.

Although he is dying and old, he is still in good health, and it is not difficult to pull a strong man ashore. What's more, this person is light and a delicate woman.

The woman was also a poor woman. These days, the spring is cold, warm and cold, and the water of Jinghu Lake can be described as freezing cold. The woman was dressed very thinly, and I don't know how long she had been frozen in the water. That's it, the woman's lower skirt was still stained with blood, because both of her knees had been pierced by the sword, and she was still bleeding out at the moment.

"Evil, who is so ruthless that he shed such a poisonous hand on a weak woman." The old man sighed repeatedly.

He was about to find a cart somewhere, tow the woman away, and find a safe place to bury her, when he saw her frowning slightly, as if she was still breathing.

The old man couldn't believe it, and reached out to probe the woman's snort, and sure enough, he noticed a faint and long breath.

"After being so seriously injured, I can still survive, presumably it is the blessing of the Buddha." Although this woman is still alive, the old man estimates that she will not live long. At this moment, he is already dying, but he is just lingering.

But the monk is compassionate, and he will not let the woman fend for herself. Eventually, she found a nunnery to put her in place, and picked some herbs for her to heal her wounds.

As the days passed, the woman never woke up, but the wound on her knee gradually healed.

These herbs did not have such a great curative effect, and the woman's wound was somehow healed, as if there was a magical power in her body that had been nourishing her body.

The old man said to himself: "I thought that this injury would not be cured, but I didn't expect her to be able to recover so quickly, and it is also a great blessing." It's just that I hurt my joints, and I'm afraid I won't be able to walk anymore when I wake up. ”.

He had just finished his words when he saw the woman's eyelashes twitch slightly, and then slowly opened her eyes.

There was nothing surprising about the fashion when she closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes at this moment, her whole face became vivid and agile. Especially a pair of eyes, against the backdrop of a red lotus in the center of the eyebrows, like a star.

She sat up slowly, half-leaning against the wall, and turned her eyes to look around, with a childlike look of bewilderment: "This is...... Where? ”

The old man clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, you have finally woken up." You were thrown into Jinghu with a knee injury, and the old man happened to pass by, so he rescued him. ”

The woman muttered, "Mirror Lake? It's familiar! It's going to be a fun place. ”

"It's just that you can't walk now, for the rest of your life...... Alas. The old man sighed, and felt very sorry in his heart—such a beautiful young woman would be like a waste in the future.

"Can't walk?" The woman replied in a daze, then turned down the low couch made of hay and tried to walk a few steps. She walked so easily that it was as if she had never suffered a knee injury.

The old man was dumbfounded, looked at it for a while, and nodded again and again: "Good, good, Buddha bless." ”

Then he said, "Since you can go on your own, go and find your family." ”

The woman was originally walking around the room, and only turned around when she heard the voice, and her eyes were blank: "Family...... What family? I don't remember. ”

The old man was stunned. This woman also looked like a big girl, and she spoke and behaved like a stupid child.

"And what's your name?" The old man had no choice but to inquire again. I thought to myself, take this girl's name to the city and ask it, and maybe I will find her relatives and friends.

And the woman just shook her head helplessly: "I don't know what my name is." ”

"You don't know your name?" The old man suspected that he was old and had misheard.

The woman repeated: "I don't know who my name is. ”

She paused, and then said, "I don't remember everything in the past. ”

The old man bowed slightly. He roughly understood, and estimated that the woman had hit a rocky rock at the bottom of the water when she sank into the quiet lake, and her head was broken. There are no memories of the past anymore.

The woman had been looking around, and suddenly she caught a glimpse of a dusty piano in the corner. She walked over in three steps and two steps, and picked up the piano.

The instrument was in tatters, and two strings had been broken. The woman brushed away the thick dust on the body of the piano and plucked the strings with her hand.

The quaint tune sounded, and the old man was slightly surprised: "You can still play the piano?" "Isn't she a pampered son-in-law from a family?

"I don't know." The woman shook her head, "It's like she was born to play." ”

"It's a pity you don't remember anything." The old man sighed, "Now it's up to you to decide whether to go or stay." ”

The woman's eyes were curious: "What about going?" What about staying? ”

The old man counted the Buddha beads in his hand: "Go, naturally, to find your relatives and friends, and continue to live a good life of fine clothes and food." And staying, is to take refuge in Buddhism, in the future, you can no longer wear gold and silver, no longer have wealth and glory, you can only accompany the faint blue lantern for a long time. ”

The woman thought for a moment, and thought, "I can't remember the past now, and if I really leave, I don't know where to go." It's better to stay here and learn some Buddhist proverbs from this old monk. After all, he saved my life, and I can't just leave it alone. ”

So she bowed and said, "The Dharma is boundless, and I am willing to stay." ”

In fact, the old man privately hoped that the woman would choose to stay, so that he would have a successor and a successor. But he felt that he couldn't trick this girl into worshipping in Buddhism and delay others for a lifetime, so he deliberately said that the situation after staying was extremely sinister. At this moment, after listening to the woman's reply, I couldn't help but smile: "I, a monk, if I really want to take you in, I will definitely accept you as a female disciple and teach you the essentials of Buddhism." Would you like to? ”

The woman nodded heavily: "Yes." ”

"Good, good!" The old man said, "People call me Master Lonely, if you don't dislike it, you will be the first disciple of my Lonely." ”

The woman thought for a while, knelt down and paused: "Thanks to the master, I will not give up." ”

Silence thought about it for a while, and then said: "I see that your eyes are like stars, and you are proficient in music and rhythm, so you will take the Dharma name 'Chenyin' in the future, okay?" ”

The woman bowed again: "Chenyin knocks to see the master, thank you for taking it in." (To be continued.) )