"Bell, bell, bell......"

It's still back to Daxiangguoji Temple.

The young monk in a tie-robed robe stopped outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, listening to the sound of the wind under the cornices, the sound of the ethereal impact in his heart, as if even the mortal heart contaminated with dust had been washed away.

The young monk turned around, revealing a rather normal face. It's just that anyone who sees him can't help but admire, he has a good pair of eyes!

Just these eyes set off this ordinary-looking person quite extraordinary!

It's just that in these quiet eyes, there is a rare confusion and struggle floating at this moment!!

The young monk looked forward to entering the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the morning class time had already passed, and the Daxiong Treasure Hall was empty at this time, and even the pilgrims who had been in an endless stream in the past did not appear. But why, can he still hear the Sanskrit sound of the sutras sung by his brothers and sisters?

Only this lingering Buddha incense is still the same.

"Senior Brother Jingkong, you're back." The old man in a robe came slowly, the impetuousness of the year has long been washed away by time, and what is left is only the silence of the years.

“…… Senior Brother Jingwu. ”

For a while, Jingkong didn't know how to face Senior Brother Jingwu's eyes!

"Well, it's good to be back." Jingwu seemed to see something, smiled faintly, and asked casually, "Senior brother's trip to go out for the abbot and uncle should be quite smooth, right?" ”

"Hmm...... Smoothly. Jingkong's eyes shrank slightly, "Thank you Senior Brother for your concern." ”

"Hehe, let's go," Jingwu seemed to see something in Jingkong's eyes, but he didn't debunk it, but just smiled kindly, "Uncle Abbot is waiting for you." ”

"Master......" Jingkong hesitated a little, as if he didn't want to face the master who raised him so soon, but he was a little worried, and said quickly, "Master, how is his old man's health?" ”

"Alas! The body of the abbot's uncle...... It's still like that......" Jingwu sighed and said, "Amitabha! In fact, the four major monks are empty, and you and I should actually see through it. ”

"Master, he's ......!!" Jingkong was startled, then folded his hands and performed the Buddha salute, "Amitabha, senior brother, then Jingkong will retire first." ”

Jingwu returned the salute, and saw Jingkong hurrying to see his uncle, who is also the current abbot of Daxiangguo Temple - the current master of the sky, Xing Ruogu back then!!

Jingwu's eyes seemed to be a little blurry, he looked at Feng Duo who had just been looking at Jingkong, and a shadow appeared in front of him.

...... year ...... year

"Amitabha!"

It seems that it's time to let go.

——————————I'm the divider where everyone gets old——————————

In a plain meditation room, it was just that place, covered with dust.

A plain piano, but it has not been touched again for decades.

How many years have passed since then?

On the opposite side of the piano case, the old face of the master of the void on the futon was sickly sallow, but it still could not hide the eyes full of wisdom - even if the years passed, it could not wash away the peace of these eyes, but on the contrary, they made these eyes more calm and clear.

For many years, he has been participating in Zen meditation on this qin, but he still can't understand it after all!

Now, his life is coming to an end, but he has some understanding, the master has repeatedly taught himself not to be obsessed with the form, he once thought that he had penetrated this rolling red dust, who would think that now, he is still obsessed.

This is probably his magic barrier.

Forcibly put it down, but it seems to be more and more easy to go crazy?

That's it! That's it! Fortunately or unfortunately, let it all go with him!

"Come in."

The voice of the old man came from inside the door, and the quiet space that had been waiting outside the door for a long time finally came back to his senses, woke up from his wandering thoughts, and walked into the house in fear to meet the master who had raised him since childhood.

"Master......"

It's ridiculous, doesn't he dare to look up at Master now?

Scold! What face does he have now to face the Master and face the Master's expectations?

"Hmm......" Master Escape replied lightly, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at the apprentice who seemed to have something on his mind—but it seemed to see himself back then!

His best apprentice! But do you want to go down the same path as yourself after all?

Magic barrier, magic barrier!

"Master...... I! Jingkong plucked up his courage and raised his head, but when he saw the calm and kind face of the master, he calmed down and finally found his former self. So, he knelt down and made up his mind: he was going to be honest with the Master! Including、Including the elegant shadow that has penetrated into his calm Buddha heart at some point! "I made a big mistake when I went out on this trip! ...... in vain"

"Needless to say, just come back. Ahem! Master Escape nodded, the old face of the long-lying sickbed was slightly pale, and even his voice seemed to have some unstable trills, obviously looking like he was dying.

"Master! Your body!! Jingkong was shocked, he really didn't expect that when he went out this time, Master's condition had deteriorated to this point?!

"No problem." Master Retreat smiled, and then calmly recited, "Amitabha, Silent Void, do you know that death is sometimes a kind of liberation? ”

"Liberation ?!!" Jingkong looked at the master in surprise, as if he thought that how could the master, who had always been as quiet as an ancient well, say such a thing? "Master, ...... you?"

"Amitabha! Jingkong, as a teacher, I just want you to understand that there is no one in this world, how can anyone be able to live without breaking the vows for the rest of their lives? Master Escape's distant gaze turned from his fustile face to Suqin behind Jingkong, and the dust on Suqin seemed to be replaying the past.

Master Dunkong smiled, smiling faintly, and then, as if his faint voice came from a far, far away, it was reflected in Jingkong's ears lightly: "Jingkong, you should also know how to get the Dharma name of the teacher, right?" ”

"The apprentice only knows that the master's Dharma name was given by the master himself." Jingkong clasped his hands together, knelt quietly in front of Master Dunkong, and sincerely obeyed the master's teachings.

"Well," Master Escape replied quietly, as if his thoughts had drifted far away, "Master's intention is to let me let go of the red dust and escape into the empty door, without having to stick to the attachment of the form of cultivating Buddhism." Meditation, you have to remember that no matter where you are, peace of mind is the place to be. Therefore, as long as there is a Buddha in your heart, wherever you practice Buddha, it is the same......"

"Master! You—You're going to expel your disciple from the wall?! Jingkong shouted in disbelief.

"Back then, your ancestor gave me a chance to do what I wanted to do, and now, you should also have a chance to do what you want to do. You are still young, so you often accompany the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, isn't it too unfair? Master Dunkong said lovingly, "The teacher has no intention of driving you out, everything depends on your heart." ”

"Master, apprentice ......"

Jingkong looked at the master who had raised him for more than twenty years in amazement, but found that he had never understood him.

Master, Master would have made such a decision?! He thought that the master, who had always enforced the law strictly, would give him the most severe punishment to show fairness, but who knew that before he could speak, the master had already guessed his mind and made such a decision?!

Master, you even let him go out again?! To see, to meet her......

"Master, do you know that the apprentice ......" After thinking about it, it still didn't seem clear, and the only explanation seemed to be that Master didn't understand what a big mistake he had made! So, he decided to confess, "the vain has committed ......"

"Jingkong, look," Master Dunkong interrupted the apprentice's words, and his wrinkled hand pointed slightly, pointing at the dusty Suqin, "Jingkong, do you know, what is that?" ”

"......" Jingkong, who had always been eloquent, was silent, he knew since he was a child that the master had a taboo, and that was the dusty Suqin.

Master is a person who loves cleanliness very much, and he often says that if the Buddha is to be pure, it is necessary to sweep it often, even if it can't sweep away the dust in your heart, it is also a kind of practice. How can a person who can't even sweep the ground maintain an unsullied Buddha heart?

However, the master never swept that corner, nor did he let others sweep it, and once he was about to wipe the piano clean, but he was scolded by the master severely.

It was the only time in his life that he had ever seen a loving Master lash out.

"I don't know." Jingkong replied truthfully.

"Because, that is the only place in the teacher's heart that is covered with dust, sweeping, it can't be cleaned." Master Escape said calmly, but it seemed to be telling the past of others, "All I can do is face it." ”

"Master......?" Jingkong doesn't understand that a monk like Master will also have unclean places in his heart?

"Amitabha Buddha color is emptiness, emptiness is color, how many people in this world can understand the thousands of hues of this world? Ahem, ahem! Escape coughed slightly, and said, "What you want to say, the teacher understands, go!" When you figure it out and make a decision, it's never too late to come back and see your teacher...... cough cough cough ......"

"But, Master, your body ......" Jingkong's heart was a little shaken, but he couldn't rest assured that Master's current weak body was finally relieved!!

"With Jingwu Master and nephew here, you don't have to worry about everything in the temple." Master Dunkong smiled, "Although death and life are important matters, but the monks, the four major ones are empty, but there is no need to be too persistent. Go with confidence. ”

“…… Yes," Jingkong got up, performed the Buddha salute, and was about to step out of the room, and said to the Master, who had already closed his eyes and was already meditating, "Thank you, Master." ”

"Squeak!"

The moment the wooden door closed, Jingkong seemed to hear the master's faint response:

"Hmmm......"

Who would have thought, he would forget each other and not know each other, and the city would fall into the city, but it would not be as prosperous as white bones.

—————————— I am a bit of a bit out of the way in the above sentence, and what I want is the abominable divider of this effect——————————

Years later.

Daxiangguo Temple, today, but there is no lingering Buddha incense.

Because, today's trip to the temple is just to see off the abbot of the Daxiangguo Temple, the master of the sky.

"Master Jingwu, you're all ready." A young monk said with tears in his eyes and choked up.

"Hmm." Jingwu did not move like a mountain, quietly looking in a certain direction.

Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, you still left us after all.

It's just, do you really think that he will come back?

Xiao Shami quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, did not dare to look at the old man who was wearing a robe and lying peacefully on the pyre, and asked, "Uncle Jingwu, when will we, when will we burn and cremate the abbot...... Woo......"

"The time has not yet come." Jingwu replied lightly, and the other monks present naturally didn't dare to ask anything, just because, before Master Dunkong died, he explained the aftermath to Master Jingwu.

In fact, with the reputation of the master of the sky, there will naturally be no shortage of other monks who come to visit, but the master of the sky is very quiet, and hopes that he can leave quietly after his death, so there will only be the monks of the Great Xiangguo Temple present.

The monks were silent for a while, and although they didn't understand why Master Jingwu had been looking in one direction, they all looked there with Master Jingwu, waiting for the person who didn't know if he would come back.

Suddenly, Master Jingwu seemed to remember something, and asked the little novice beside him, "Abbot's piano, can you bring it?" ”

"Yes," Xiao Shami carefully took the Suqin wrapped in yellow cloth, which was still covered with dust, "Uncle Shi, this, really don't clean it up?" The abbot was such a clean man when he was alive......"

"Not necessarily." Jingwu sighed, "This is what the abbot meant. ”

"What does the abbot mean? How could an abbot make such a decision? Little Shami muttered quietly, as if he couldn't believe that this was the abbot's decision, but he didn't dare to refute Jingwu's words, so he had to retreat quietly.

"......" Jingwu glanced at the little novice with a sigh.

Now, how many people in this world know about this?

The woman who fell into the city back then, is she still alive in this world?

For many years, there was no news of them.

It was Gao Mohan, the head of the Gao family who was in the limelight back then, and now he has thrown the matter of the martial arts alliance leader to future generations, retired to the rivers and lakes, and no longer asks about the world.

Suddenly, Jingwu laughed at herself for being stupid, even if she was still alive and her face was old, she would not be gone, so that the world's impression of her would always stay in the most beautiful years.

Just like him, even though he is close to old age, but in his heart, that woman's face will always be so overwhelming.

"Who is Uncle Shi waiting for?" A little novice muttered, but no one answered him.

The surroundings are still so quiet, only the sound of chanting that lingers in the wind and can't be dispersed.

In a gathering of hundreds of people, only prayer flags and clothes were singing lonely.

"Da Da Da!"

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in a hurry.

"It's coming! Here it comes! ”

I don't know who said it, but who came, but no one could answer.

"Ahh It's Uncle Silent Sky!! ”

Isn't the dusty monk on horseback the quiet sky?

"Uncle Shi, how did you expect that?" Jingwu sighed, both relieved and sighing.

"Uncle? What do you say? The happy little novice asked.

"......" Jingwu shook his head and stepped forward to meet the dusty monk.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Master!!" Jingkong, who turned over and dismounted, knelt on the ground at once, and knelt in front of the body of Master Escape, crying bitterly, as if to vent all the grief in his heart, "Master...... Apprentice, apprentice is late!! ”

"Amitabha." Jingwu walked in front of Jingkong and said calmly, "Senior Brother Jingkong, senior uncle...... It was a peaceful walk. ”

"Senior Brother......" Jingkong raised his eyes, and everyone was impressed by the look in his eyes, with his eyes, but how similar it was to Master Escape!!

"Uncle Shi......?!" Jingwu couldn't help but shout, and then realized his gaffe, but he suddenly understood, "I see, Amitabha...... It turned out that the junior brother had already had an epiphany, congratulations to the junior brother. ”

"Senior brother, ...... you?" Jingkong suppressed the emotions in his heart with strong self-control, but he didn't understand why the senior brother congratulated him?

"Senior brother, are you still willing to stay in Daxiangguo Temple now?" Jingwu asked.

"I'm ......" Jingkong's voice trembled invisibly, and then said firmly, "I do." ”

That person, that figure, after all, was still too ethereal, he tried hard, but he couldn't catch it.

Whatever it is! Everything starts from fate, and then it also dies from fate!

"That's good," Jingwu got up, and the monks of the ** Dynasty announced to the monks of the Great Xiangguo Temple, "Follow the decree of the Master of the Void, and Jingkong will be the next abbot of our Great Xiangguo Temple." If you have any objections, we can hold an uncovered assembly to elect the next abbot in public. Do you have any objections? ”

"Abbot!"

As soon as the monks heard that the abbot was the talented Jingkong uncle, naturally no one would have any objections, and immediately performed the Buddhist ceremony. Of course, there are some people who covet the position of the abbot, but in the face of a capable person like the Master of Static Sky, how can they argue?

"Since everyone has no objections, the abbot's succession ceremony will be held on a later date." The Master of the Silent Sky has the final word.

"Wait, senior brother, how can I ......" Jingkong was very surprised, why did he, a sinner, become the abbot just after turning back?

He obviously planned to spend three years thinking about it in Houshan......

"That's what Uncle Shi meant." Master Jingwu smiled faintly and said, "Don't you understand?" How similar are your eyes to Uncle Shi now? ”

"Ahh

The last window paper was also pierced, and Jingkong finally understood his master's intentions, but he burst into tears.

"Master...... You treated me like this, but I was so unfilial that I couldn't even see you for the last time......"

"Uncle Shi has another sentence for me to convey to my junior brother." Master Jingwu said, "That is: everything follows fate, fate arises and dies, there is a fixed number, if you really can't let go, you don't have to let go, you can't let it go, it's easy to go crazy." At this point, how much the junior brother can understand depends on the cultivation of the junior brother. ”

"Thank you for your advice, my brother has written it down." Jingkong nodded, although he didn't understand it very well, he always felt that Master's words were always right, just write them down first.

Like, Master insisted on asking him to go out back then, but he really understood his thoughts.

Probably, Master was once like him......

Jingkong didn't dare to think about it anymore, because in this way, he would feel that his thoughts had defiled Master's holiness!

"Hmm." Master Jingwu nodded and passed the torch over Jingkong, "You decide how to choose." ”

“……”

Jingkong took one last deep look at the master, and then, without the slightest hesitation, threw the torch on the pyre.

He doesn't need the restraints of the mortal womb of the flesh, Master, will always live in his heart!

The sky-high flames emitted an astonishing heat that burned everyone's hearts.

Jingkong suddenly felt that this fire had burned the last of his mortal heart to ashes.

Master......

"Bring the harp." Jingwu commanded, but he put the dusty Suqin into the fire with his own hands.

He understood what Uncle Shi meant, this kind of thing is the least necessary thing to avoid.

Let this mortal heart also go with my uncle!

"Thunderbolt!"

The fire burns the strings, and the sound is as beautiful as if someone is playing!

"Senior brother, ...... are you?" The still space is unknown.

"It's ...... Uncle Shi's last wish. ”

Jingwu sighed, but it seemed to hear the sound of the flute back then, and the swan song in the flames, coming from afar!

Did he hallucinate?

"Ahh Listen, it's the sound of the flute!! ”

"That's a good sound!"

"Huh? I heard that the abbot of the sky was also a first-class violinist! ”

"How so? I've never heard the abbot play the piano!! ”

"But just now, Uncle Shi obviously threw that piano in......"

"So, isn't it a hallucination?" Jingwu sighed, "Is that you?" Are you here? After all, you still can't let go of your old friend and come to see him off? ”

"Senior brother, what did you say? Who are you talking about? Jingkong asked puzzled, but suddenly paused, looked at Suqin, who was playing alone in the flames, seemed to understand something, and stopped asking.

The sound of this flute is really good, but it seems to be a little inexplicably familiar......

The sound of the flute gradually faded away, but it stopped at the moment when the Suqin was burned.

Jingkong was stunned for a moment, and a shadow flashed in his mind.

It turned out that it was her?

Jingkong laughed self-deprecatingly, laughing at himself for being stupid.

He turned around and looked at the ash-filled place.

That is, the fragrance of Buddha is lingering.

[The Buddha incense of the extra chapter is entwined]