This story is fictional

Qingkong's real name is Zhao Sunrise, because he was born in the morning when the sun just rose. Qingkong's father, Zhao Dadi, didn't know a basket, and when he saw that the sun had just risen, Jingkong was born, so he named it Sunrise. Qingkong's father felt that Zhao Sunrise's name was smooth, and he was happy for a while alone, and chose a good name for his son.

Jingkong's hometown is not far from Yecheng in Yuanguo Township, due to the war every year, the government is immoral, banditry is rampant, and there are few families in the village.

In the spring of this year, there was nothing left to grow in the fields, and the family was running out of food, so the parents decided to flee to the north with the four-year-old Qingkong.

Flee to Yecheng. When I first came to the outskirts of Yecheng, when I was looking for a place to apply fertilizer, a group of bandits came.

Since the bandits didn't get anything of value from Clearspace's parents, they killed Clearspace's parents in a fit of rage.

Hiding in the grass, he didn't dare to get angry, just watching his parents being killed. When the bandits left, Jingkong knelt beside the corpses of his parents and cried for a long time. Because he was too young, he couldn't move the bodies of his parents. Then I found some weeds and put them on my parents.

A person is afraid, because he is too young to know what anger is, and he only has fear in his heart. He walked on his own, I don't know how long, when it was also dark, and after passing through a small forest, he saw a temple.

Jingkong didn't know how to read, and he didn't know what the name of the temple was. When I came to the temple, the gate of the temple was closed, and I was hungry, cold, and afraid, and then I came to the gate of the temple and sat down. As a result of the day's encounter, a child walked a long way on his own, and without any strength at this time, he curled up in a ball and fell asleep in front of the gate of the monastery.

As soon as the day dawned, a squeaking sound broke the silence of the early morning, and it was the two little novices carrying water in the gate who were preparing to go down the mountain to carry water.

Seeing the clear space curled up at the door, one of the little novices came to the clear space, shook the clear space and said, "Wake up, wake up." "I was too tired from the clearance to be shaken awake. The little novice poked his hand in front of the clear nose to see that there was still breathing, and then he was relieved.

Then he said to the little novice behind him, "Pure hatred, hurry up and inform the master." ”

The little novice behind him returned: "Yes, senior brother." Then he ran briskly towards the courtyard.

After a while, a middle-aged monk in a robe followed the steps of this little novice named Jing Hate to the door. Seeing the clear space that was still curled up at the gate, he said to the two little novices at the door: "Pure energy, pure hatred, hurry up and carry this little donor into my meditation room." ”

The two novices replied at the same time, "Yes, master!" ”

Jingneng is the senior brother, he has more strength, and Jingneng follows Jingneng, trotting all the way into the middle-aged monk's meditation room with Jingneng in his arms.

Jingkong was really tired, and it wasn't until noon that Jingkong slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the little novice standing in front of the bed, and then looked around and asked in a low voice, "Where am I?" ”

The little novice in front of the bed looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he returned very modestly: "Little donor, this is Xuanling Temple, the poor monk's Dharma name is Jingneng, this morning when I went down the mountain with my brother Jingyu to fetch water, I saw that you fell asleep in front of the temple door." Then the master asked us to carry you into his old man's meditation room. You drink some porridge first, and I'll call the master. With that, the reincarnation walked out of the meditation room.

After a while, I saw a kind middle-aged monk leading a little novice named Jingneng in.

The middle-aged monk saw that the clear space was fine, and said kindly: "Little donor, the poor monk is called Qingyuan, and he is the abbot of Xuanling Temple. May I ask why the little benefactor fell asleep in front of the temple alone, and what about your parents? ”

After hearing the words of the abbot of Qingyuan, Jingkong cried with the bowl.

The abbot of Qingyuan comforted on the side: "Don't be sad about the little donor, if there is anything, you can tell the poor monk, and the poor monk will try to help him." ”

Jingkong cried for a while, heard the abbot of Qingyuan say, and then cried in a choked voice: "Master, my parents and I came out to flee, encountered bandits, because I went to the grass next to the convenience, a group of bandits came, and when they did not find anything valuable, they killed my parents, I couldn't move my parents alone, so I covered my parents with weeds, and a person walked here unconsciously, because I was too sleepy, hungry, cold, and afraid, I fell asleep at the gate of this temple." ”

After listening to this, the abbot of Qingyuan touched his empty head and said, "May I ask what is the name of the little benefactor?" Where do you live? Where are the bodies of my parents now? ”

Jingkong stopped crying at this time, and said in a very small voice: "My name is Zhao Sunrise, my family is hospitalized in the township, and my parents' bodies are at the other end of the grove in front of the temple. Please help the abbot to let my parents settle down. ”

Abbot Qingyuan thought for a while and said, "Sunrise little donor, you take a break, I will order someone to accompany you to bury your parents." He turned to Jingneng and said, "Jingneng, you go and ask Jingwu and Jingxiu to accompany this little donor to find the bodies of his parents and bury them." ”

Jing Neng replied on the side: "Yes, master! Then he walked out the door.

When it was outdated, the clear porridge was also drunk, and I took a break. Jingneng pushed open the door and entered the meditation room, and said to Jingkong: "Sunrise little donor, the master and the senior brothers are ready to go, you can go with us." ”

Jingkong sat on the edge of the bed and put on his shoes and jumped out of bed, and said to Jingneng: "Thank you, Master, I will take you there." ”

The senior brothers who led the pure energy and their pure energy through the small forest next to the temple came to the corpse of their parents, and the weeds were still covering the corpse of the pure void parents, which was quite messy, and some were blown away by the wind.

The brothers found a vacant lot nearby, finished a deep pit, buried the empty parents, and then erected a tombstone for the pure empty parents out of wood. After the burial, I sang a scripture to your parents, which can be regarded as exceeding.

Jingneng and his brothers accompanied Jingkong back to the temple and brought Jingkong to the abbot of Qingyuan.

The abbot of Qingyuan looked at the clear space and said to the clear space: "Sunrise little donor, what are your plans in the future?" ”

Jingkong said to the abbot of Qingyuan: "Master, you can accept me as a disciple!" I was homeless, my parents were dead, and I wanted to be taken in by the master. ”

In fact, the abbot of Qingyuan has long had this intention, and he just wants to hear his own thoughts. But what can a child think about emptying up, such an environment, it is already very good to have a place to stay.

Subsequently, the abbot of Qingyuan carried out a shaving ceremony on the clear space, and the law name was clear space. The meaning of pure space is to clear all distracting thoughts and practice Buddhism with peace of mind.

Jingkong became a monk in Xuanling Temple until the day when Xuanling Temple was slaughtered and burned......