When my grandfather saw Xiaomi's eyes, he was shocked and thought. Could it be that the horse-faced robe just now didn't come alone? Otherwise, how can Xiaomi's spirit see the back of his father and Xiaomi? What's more, the horse-faced robe also said that my father and Xiaomi had already practiced the art of soul separation before their deaths, and they would not be fluttering and slim like other souls, and they could control their souls more freely.

Grandpa is still suspicious, if his father's spirit comes, why not say hello to him? But my grandfather found another answer for himself. If someone cries too sadly at the funeral, someone advises: "Don't cry so sadly, you are like this, the dead are reluctant to leave, and the time to go on the road is delayed!" "Maybe it is inevitable that relatives will fall in love when they see each other again, and my father doesn't want to do this.

Feng Junjia, who didn't know what to do, comforted Xiaomi and said, "Child." Are you talking nonsense, you are obviously here, how can you be taken away by Ma Laoxiu? ”

Xiaomi didn't listen to Feng Junjia's persuasion, and stared in the direction of the door. I burst into tears.

Half a year later, Millet found Xiangyan Mountain, a well-known nunnery in this area. The abbot of the nunnery was a very kind monk. The abbot occasionally visited the worldly home where she was born and raised, and took care of her parents and siblings who were still alive. If she met a child catching fish, shrimp and crab on the road, she would take out a few cents and ask the child to let the creature go, and if the child listened to her, the few cents would fall into the child's hands. After doing so a few times. Many children deliberately catch small fish, shrimp and crabs in advance, and then pretend to bump into them when she is about to pass by. She would save the creatures in the hands of the children one by one, and the children's greed would be satisfied, and they would go home happily with the money≥ and put them in the garbage.

Millet thought that the abbot of Xiangyan Mountain was so kind-hearted that he would definitely agree to her request and leave her as a monk in Xiangyan Mountain.

Feng Junjia and Yan Yulan had already known Xiaomi's plan, and they tried to persuade them, but they couldn't persuade them.

Millet set off for Xiangyan Mountain in the middle of the night. Xiangyan Mountain is more than 40 miles away from her home. She had to rush there before the abbot and nuns opened the temple door and kneel in front of the temple gate to prove her sincerity. She had heard that many people who wanted to escape into the empty door were admired, but almost all of them were rejected by the abbot. Say those people are not sincere enough.

That day, when a thin nun opened the temple door, she saw a young and beautiful woman kneeling on the stone steps outside. The woman's hair was covered with grains of dew, like a stone statue that had been here for hundreds of years.

The nun immediately went to tell the abbot.

After a while, the abbot came to the temple gate.

When the abbot saw Millet, he asked, "What do you ask for?" ”

Millet said, "I want to become a monk." ”

The abbot asked, "Why do you want to become a monk?" ”

Millet replied: "Because I feel that there is no attachment to the world." ”

"There is no attachment, just to live, not to have to go home."

Xiaomi felt that she had said something wrong, so she changed her words and said, "I want to follow the master to learn the scriptures and benefit all sentient beings." ”

The abbot said, "Pudu sentient beings can't even become monks. You'd better go back. She raised her hand, then turned to leave.

Xiaomi hurriedly asked: "Why can't Pudu sentient beings become monks?" Then master, what are you doing as a monk? ”

The abbot had already turned, her back to Millet, and she was silent for a moment. He replied: "To be born is to save oneself, and to enter the world is to save others." Those who enter this door can only purify themselves. ”

Xiaomi's temperament couldn't be concealed, and argued: "The five major monks are empty, and they should feel that they have no attachment to the world before escaping into the empty door, why do you say that you are alive, not that you have to go home?" ”

The abbot replied, "Escaping into the empty door is not a world without attachment, and the five great emptiness is not like a rock. The monks are attached to all living beings, and they are empty. When you understand this, come back to me. ”

Millet returned home, eating a vegetarian diet and reciting scriptures all day long. After another half a year, Xiaomi is going to Xiangyan Mountain again.

This time, she didn't set off in the middle of the night, but mentioned it when she was having dinner with Feng Junjia and them. Millet's meals are separate from family meals. In front of her was only greens fried in rapeseed oil. Feng Junjia: They drink soup when they should drink soup, and eat meat when they should eat meat.

Millet finished the last grain of rice in the bowl, and then said lightly: "Dad, Mom, brother, I still have to go to Xiangyan Mountain." ”

Feng Junjia and the others were used to millet eating fasting and chanting Buddha, so they were not a little surprised when they heard her mention it again. Their mindset has also shifted and they are less resistant to opposition than they used to be.

Feng Junjia put down his chopsticks and asked, "When are you going to go?" ”

"Let's go." Millet looked at the empty bowl and said.

"Last time you set off in the middle of the night, I'm afraid that the abbot there won't accept you, shouldn't you be more pious this time?" Feng Junjia suggested.

Yan Yulan didn't speak. She knew that her husband had already agreed to her daughter's renunciation. She was still unhappy in her heart, but she knew that it was not a problem to go on like this.

Her younger brother stood up and said in a muffled voice, "Sister, then I'll help you clean up your things." ”

Xiaomi waved his hand and said, "No need." I'm going to go, I don't have to count the hours, I don't have to take anything with me. If you think about it at this time, you will go at this time. After saying that, she put down the dishes and chopsticks, patted her clothes, and then stood up, her face calm, as if she was going to a familiar friend's house, and she could come when she went, so there was no need to make it so grand. She smiled at each of her family members and walked out the door.

Feng Junjia and Yan Yulan and Xiaomi's younger brother watched Xiaomi go away in a daze. After Xiaomi's figure disappeared, Yan Yulan left tears. Feng Junjia comforted softly: "Don't cry, this may be the best place for her." ”

Xiaomi's younger brother also comforted: "Maybe the abbot of Xiangyan Mountain still won't accept my sister, and my sister will come back." ”

But Xiaomi never came back.

She walked to Mt. Kogon in the evening. The nuns of Mt. Kogan are having dinner. Millet sat down and saw that Millet was coming, so he asked the nun to fetch Millet a meal. Millet took the rice bowl and began to eat.

Since then, Millet has been living in Xiangyan Mountain.

After two years like this, the abbot finally shaved Xiaomi.

Feng Junjia and the others will go to Xiangyan Mountain to see millet when they have time, but millet does not refuse, and treats them with coarse vegetables and light rice.

After eight years of this, the abbot became increasingly weak.

One night, the abbot summoned Millet to his bedside and asked, "How did you suddenly become enlightened ten years ago?" The second time you come is completely different from the first. The first time you came, although you said that there is no attachment in the world, in fact, you still have attachment and obsession. Although you say that the five are empty, in fact, you are not in love. You have to show sincerity, you come here early in the morning, you kneel in front of the door, but why do you have to show sincerity? The second time you came, it was as you pleased, and there was no need to deliberate, and I confirmed that you were enlightened, and then I accepted you. I know you are converted, but I don't know why. ”

Millet replied, "I used to think of him as a human being, but now I think of him as a Buddha. The mood is naturally different. ”

The abbot smiled happily and bowed his head on the pillow and said, "My mantle is available to someone." ”

Xiaomi was taken aback, and hurriedly knelt beside the bed and said, "My cultivation is not enough, you must not say that, this is to torment me." There are many people here who are more senior than me, so you can choose another one. ”

The abbot stroked Millet's head and said kindly, "Where is the length of time to judge the level of cultivation?" One thought becomes a demon, and one thought becomes a Buddha. The level of human realm is a matter of moments. The change of your thought is enough for ordinary people to participate in enlightenment in a lifetime, and even I have not been able to figure it out for so many years, which shows your cultivation! Don't worry, I'll talk about the rest one by one. ”

"Never." Xiaomi hurriedly kowtowed.

The abbot stretched out his hand and said, "Get up quickly." ”

Millet touched the ground with her head and couldn't bend over.

The abbot sighed and said, "Alas, when death is near, I can also tell you about my past." You will know why I want to pass on the mantle to you. ”

Xiaomi was stunned for a moment and raised her head.

The abbot's gaze is faint, like a candle in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time. She said, "I came to this nunnery just like you at first. When I was young, I was studying in the normal school in Changsha, the provincial capital, and the year before I graduated, I met the son of a pharmacist, and I thought I had met the person I was looking for in my life, so I gave up my studies and married him. Later, I followed him to various places to collect and sell medicines. About a year later, I once went to Nanjing, where I met an officer at a lavish reception. The first time I saw the officer, I couldn't help but cry. At that time, many people around me were dancing and drinking, and the lights were bright and noisy, but a flower bloomed quietly in my heart. My alayas awakened at that moment. I remember that the person I loved the most in my last life was him. His appearance has changed, but I can be sure that he is the person I am really looking for. ”

Millet sat up, her eyes glazed over.

"I went up and asked him if he remembered me. He looked at me for a long time, shook his head and said he didn't remember. But I didn't give up, I found an excuse to stay in Nanjing, always around him, and secretly had a tryst with him. I hope that when we linger in love, we can remind him of some scenes from his past life, but he never remembers. My husband didn't notice it, and then he went to work in the medicinal herb business somewhere else, leaving me alone in Nanjing. So I was even more bold and took him home. I told him I was going to go with him. He said that my husband's father had an unusual relationship with the military, and that my husband's father needed assistance for military expenses and medicine in the army, and that if the matter leaked, he would be punished or even assassinated by his superiors. ”

"You can run away." Millet said.

The abbot shook his head and said, "I can give up everything, but he can't. He also coveted official position and power. He didn't think about the events of his previous life, and for him, I was just a strange and amorous woman, and it was not worth him to give up everything. The so-called love in the past life is the root of the heart or the pain of life for those who remember, and it is a dream for those who have forgotten, a dream that has been forgotten when they wake up. The dream was indeed dreamed last night, but you have forgotten it, does that dream still exist? The abbot turned his head sideways on the pillow, as if asking Millet and as if asking himself.

Later, Millet became the abbot of Xiangyan Mountain, and many men and women in the vicinity went up the mountain to congratulate, and my grandfather naturally went. Millet told his grandfather how he was chosen by the abbot, and also said what the abbot said before he died. When my grandfather heard Millet say the forgotten dream, he remembered the words of the horse-faced robe. He doesn't have joys and sorrows for the world, but he should regard all the joys and sorrows as dreams that are easy to forget, right?

The vast majority of people in the world are dream people.

But what about those who wake up from their dreams?

The horse-faced robe is reluctant to be reincarnated, perhaps just to avoid these illusory dreams. Could it be that staying there all the time makes him feel "awake"?

Grandpa couldn't answer.

Millet was also unable to answer the abbot's question. She had no choice but to ask, "What about later?" ”