Early the next morning, Zhang Bo and Zhou Guang still had breakfast, and after eating, they walked through Liuqi, Eight, and Jiuwei Village, followed the rugged mountain road, and climbed all the way up Mengguling from the sunny side, Mengguling is also called Menggufeng, also called Meng Shigu, of course, no matter how it is called, it is still called Mengguling.

Mengguling is diametrically opposed to Zhongnan Mountain, there are only two trees and one kick on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, while Mengguling is pines and cypresses, the mountain wind is strong, the sound of piano and chirping, and appreciate the suspense of the wind blowing and stacking green. Heavenly.

There was a monotonous cry, not a sparrow, not a turtledove, not a phoenix, not a cypress, but an eagle with a long howl, rushing out of the hill and circling along the mountainside, as if to welcome the arrival of two uninvited guests.

"It's nice when the eagle strikes in the sky." Zhou Guang turned around and said that they had not yet reached the top of the mountain.

"The posture of the eagle hovering over the mountainside is also spectacular." Zhang Bo said.

"How to explain it? Zhou Guang asked.

"The eagle is not looking for a target in the sky, with a sunburn that is dozens of times higher than that of humans, overlooking its prey, if it dives, it proves that it has approached the target, the wolf or the rabbit." Zhang Bo said, with a happy look on his face.

"I understand that big brother can always get into the depths of things." Zhou Guang sighed.

"Observing things has its own strengths, I came here and have another layer of feeling, although this place is remote, although poor, but the spiritual world is no less than the development zone and the small city with the explosion of knowledge and information. people, but also with some original pure thick flavor.

"I've only met a few people, and I've been deeply touched." Zhou Guang said, a little dissatisfied, my eldest brother is supernatural.

"There will be a lot of people to see before leaving." Zhang Bo said with a smile. Very satisfying.

Zhou Guang was silent. For Zhang Bo, he can see clearly for a while, and vaguely for a while, and his knowledge is like the sea and the stream at the same time. In terms of character, it seems that the mountains and white clouds are beautiful, and in language, it seems that the words are outside the sky, but in fact they are near. If there is something false, it is not visible. Void is a long roar,... Alas.

"If I were Xu Xiake, I would stop here, take root in Mengguling, eat fasting and chant Buddha without asking about the world, hit the bell and the wooden fish accompanied by a sound, and pray for the blessings of the people and farmers in this land for a lifetime. Zhang Bo looked at the village below the mountain and said, there was a dream color in his eyes. He only said it after an occasional thought.

"That, how many women in the world are crying, so they won't be married, because there is no big brother." Zhou Guang said. He wondered if a talent like Zhang Bo had crossed over from an advanced era. Of course, he doesn't believe that writers are good at absurd ideas.

The mountains are steep. The two continued to climb.

"Big brother, it's almost to the top of the mountain, there is a temple there, and the legend has been said for thousands of years." Zhou Guang said. Because I've been here.

"Go up and have a look." Zhang Bo said with a smile, sweating.

Zhang Bo followed Zhou Guang up and climbed up a stone step. It seems to be a step to the sky, like in the clouds, and the mighty fog continues to drift from afar, adding a mysterious color to the pines and cypresses all over the mountain.

This hill is similar to a primeval forest. The wild grass in the forest buried the path, and one foot deep and one foot shallow walked forward, occasionally with thorns or sour jujube trees, pulling the footsteps of the two of them. Every step or two, you have to meet one or two ghosts and ghosts, and they are terrifying. Whether there are wolves and foxes no one dares to say.

"Why is this place so primitive?" Zhang Bo asked. He walked cautiously through the grass.

"There is no village in the north of the mountain, the mountains are connected to the east, the sea ridge is connected to the west, the south is the Zhongnan Mountain, there are ten small natures in the middle, the population is not more than 1,000 people, there are no tourist development attractions here, there are no historical celebrities, if it is not for the government, here and the city is compared, I am afraid it will be half a century behind." Zhou Guang said: "Go up, a few miles up, there is a temple, in disrepair, there is an old man who does not know if he has died, legend has it that he is hundreds of years old." ”

"Oh, I'd like to see." Zhang Bo came interested.

The two walked, and finally found a path, along the path forward, sure enough, there appeared a temple, the courtyard wall is dilapidated, the gate is open, there are valley seedlings and grass growing in the cracks on the tile, the four beams and eight pillars of the red sky, have been dim, this time, the Buddha door quietly, forgotten cleanly, leaving only the wind and dust and the ant hill.

The two walked into the temple, it was really quiet, but it was clean, a cypress tree in the courtyard, about two people around, Zhou Guang and Zhang Bo tried, they couldn't wrap their hands together, it seemed that there must be a thousand years of rings, from the main hall, there was a sound of wooden fish being knocked, as if it was a mantra to clear the heart.

In the main hall, the Buddha is on top, the incense case is in front, the old monk knocks on the wooden fish, closes his eyes, a shabby robe is draped on the angular skeleton, long eyebrows and long beard, long eyebrows can pass through the nose, long beard can go to the chest. He didn't seem to welcome Zhang Bo and Zhou Guang's arrival.

"Master, ask for a signature. Zhang Bo knelt on the futon and said that he wanted the old monk to speak.

The old monk didn't knock on the wooden fish, so he asked Zhang Bo to shake the bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube, and let Zhang Bo draw the longest one. Zhang Bo took the long sign and gave it to the old monk, whose head did not shine at all.

"Donor, your hexagram doesn't need to be interpreted, Lao Na sent you a sentence: love is more than lust, lust is desire, it is nothing but it, and there is a dependence. If the two are the same, the people of the whole world will not be able to be the Taoist. ”

After the old monk finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and knocked on his wooden fish chanting. Zhang Bo took out fifty yuan and put it at the old monk.

"Do you still ask for a signature? Zhang Bo asked Zhou Guang.

"I begged last year, and it's okay!" Zhou Guang said. The meaning is no longer to ask for a signature.

The two walked out of the main hall.

"How can he live at such an age?" Zhang Bo asked Zhou Guang.

"The monks in the Wanghailing monastery take care of him." Zhou Guang replied.

"I didn't expect there to be ancient, ancient, lovely monks here." Zhang Bo joked.

"Big brother, what do you mean by those words he sent you?" Zhou Guang was puzzled. I asked.

"The inspection of life is a Buddhist classic, in "The Buddha Says Forty-two Sutras". Zhang Bo told Zhou Guang.

"Buddhism in China is unfathomable. What do you mean? Zhou Guang scratched his scalp again.

"Love and lust are lustful hearts. What do you say about this kind of lust, there is nothing greater than this kind of law, there is no possibility of going beyond the scope of lust, fortunately there is only one lust, if there is another one, no one in the whole world can cultivate the Tao. Zhang Bo said: "This is its translation. ”

"What do you mean by sending you these words?" Zhou Guang was puzzled.

This is the "Lust Obstacle" chapter in the twenty-fourth chapter of the "Buddha Says Forty-two Chapters Sutra", which implies that I have been frustrated in lust in my life, but the old monk does not explain, and it is transformed into lust and harm. My explanation may be a bit far-fetched. Zhang Bo said calmly.

"If the universal public has no lust, human beings will cease to exist, and there will be no talk of evolution, civilization, and ascension to heaven." Zhou Guang understood.

The two chatted while walking, and when they walked to the courtyard, they met a butterfly, she was dressed in sportswear and carrying a travel bag.

"You're here too! She was as happy as seeing her old friend in a foreign land. Meng Guling also has a red color.

"You're asking for a signature, too? Zhou Guangxin was straightforward and fast-talking. Ask.

"You have begged, I will also ask for one, you wait for me." The butterfly wants to ask for a lot.

"Don't wait for you, we'll have to play for a while." Zhou Guang said. I thought, sister, don't pretend.

"Brother Zhang, Teacher Zhang, you wait for me, Brother Guang is the most disagreeable person this week. "Butterflies are not happy. Today she wore two long braids and her hands were holding the ends of the braids.

"Wait for her, barren mountains and mountains, just in case." Zhang Bo smiled and said. Actually, he doesn't have a bad feeling for butterflies, but he annoys her too sticky, too open-minded, too naughty, and the girl's family is not reserved, and the willow is still there. Zhang Bo is traditional.

"That's what you said, big brother." Zhou Guang shirked a responsibility, because last night, Chi'er told him about the butterfly wanting to go with Zhang Bo. The light also talked about Zhang Bo's personal life in general. I just don't agree with this idea of a butterfly being imposed on people.

"However, there is a condition, what the Buddha said to you, you have to recite it to us." Zhang Bo said a joke.

"Okay, listen to the teacher." The butterfly ran into the main hall as she spoke, and a gust of incense vanished.

Zhang Bo and Zhou Guang looked at each other and smiled, but they all had different ideas, and they were all kind. The two walked outside the temple and sat down on the stone pedal at the door.

The sun began to rise, starting from places that could not be seen in the sea, and the world of the day belonged to it, whether on the earth, on Menggu Mountain, on Zhongnan Mountain, on Wanghai Mountain, and on the ten villages sitting in the dustpan, all in its changing face and changing color.

"Either way, it's best to take the butterflies to a safe place. She was too bold. Zhang Boyou sat down and sighed.

"The children in the mountains are like this, running from east to west, from east to west, either out of the world or out of trouble. This butterfly is representative. "Zhou Guang's vision is very accurate.

"It's not just butterflies! Zhang Bo asked, there are expectations, to change, there must be leaders and restless people.

"Of course. There was once a girl from Omura, who knew a lot of money while working outside, and the big money tricked her into sleeping under the pretext of building roads for the whole village, and later became pregnant, and then disappeared with a big money. After returning home, the family was afraid of being embarrassed, so they were anxious to marry a village at the price of a cow. Later, a baby girl was born, and when the baby girl's blood was tested, the man found out that it was not his own species, and felt insulted, so he kicked her out of the house. No one paid attention to the girl's heart, for the benefit of the village, her heart was too strong, and when she was angry, she wrote a suicide note, and then, climbed up to this Menggu Ridge, jumped off the love breaking platform behind the ridge and committed suicide. Zhou Guang was moved when he spoke, and he really wanted to shed a few tears.

Zhang Bo's Adam's apple squirmed a few times, and fog flew in his eyes.

To be continued! (To be continued......)