Volume 2 The Past Is Like the Wind Chapter 21 Don't Look Out

"I'm going with you this year. ”

"Good. ”

It's winter again, and the snow in the north is brought to every corner of the world by the cold wind, and the snow is flying, dyeing the world white, making it impossible to see the road in the distance.

Unlike previous years, this year's snow is no longer cold, and this year's cold wind is no longer biting.

In the ice and snow world, a figure only a head lower than an adult and a petite and weak white figure slowly walked on the winding mountain road, stepping on the snow one by one Clear footprints, which were covered by heavy snow, as if no one had ever been here.

The snow fell and disappeared on the two figures in white furs.

The warm and comfortable fur coat keeps the wind and snow out, making people cherish the rare warmth in this arms even more.

It's just that this year the girl no longer needs a boy to hold her tight, to hold his chest close to her, to give her warmth, to give her resonance from the depths of her heart.

There was no childishness in the boy's face anymore, only the maturity of his peers.

At the end of the mountain road, a temple gate appeared in front of you.

Every year on the 24th solar term, girls come here to pray for the boys, whether it is windy, rainy, or snowy.

As if they had known that someone was coming, the temple door opened automatically when the two approached the temple gate.

There is a plaque hanging above the temple gate, on which are written four big characters: Don't ask for it

The boy just glanced at it casually, and then entered the temple with the girl.

In the temple, in the courtyard

An old monk with white eyebrows and a thin green robe was sweeping the snow in the courtyard with a broom, but in the place where he had just swept it, countless snowflakes were falling.

The boy seemed to be a little disdainful of the old monk's tricks, and only glanced at him lightly, and no longer paid attention to it.

The girl walked up to the old monk, folded her hands, bowed down, and said respectfully: "Master Moqiu, I'm here again." ”

The old monk straightened up, and the boy realized that he was blind.

I only heard the old monk whisper: "The girl came to ask for a sign for Brother Ling again?"

The girl said, "Yes, I beg the master's permission." ”

The old monk sighed and said, "The old man thinks that the girl still doesn't ask for it this time." ”

The girl nervously asked, "Why?"

The old monk said: "Because this time you are not bent on begging. ”

The girl asked, "What is the desire to ask for it?"

The old monk replied, "The journey you came on was full of warmth and companionship, so you are not alone. ”

The boy said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it lonely to be bent on begging?"

The old monk did not speak, but bowed down again and began to clear the snow, as if he had not heard what the boy had said.

The boy smiled disdainfully and said, "Master, why don't you wait for the snow to stop before sweeping the floor?"

The old monk sighed softly and said, "Every year on the day of the winter solstice, when is it not the next two or three days of snow? If the snow is getting thicker and thicker, can it still be swept clean?"

The boy said, "Master Mo doesn't want to tell me that this snow is like dust on the soul, if it is not polished from time to time, it will accumulate thicker and thicker?"

The old monk smiled: "The donor has a good understanding. ”

The boy looked at his sister and said, "Go burn incense." ”

The girl glanced at the two of them, didn't say anything, just walked around the two and walked towards the main hall.

When the girl entered the main hall, the boy bowed to the old monk, bowed, and said, "The junior wants to ask for advice, I wonder if Master Moqiu is willing to answer questions for the juniors?"

The old monk smiled: "The donor said it directly." ”

The boy straightened up, looked directly at the old monk's two blindnesses, and said, "What is desire?"

The old monk laid the broom flat on the steps of the temple gate, sat down, and then waved his hand at the boy and motioned for him to sit down as well.

The boy took two steps forward and sat down beside the old monk.

The old monk said slowly: "Desire is the beginning of all things. ”

The boy was very sensible and did not make a noise to disturb.

The old monk continued: "This world is the world of desire, everyone has desires, and desires constitute this world and promote the development of this world. ”

The boy asked, "Master, what about you? Do you have desires too?"

The old monk laughed and said: "The old man has longed for cultivating Buddha all his life, and he has no desires or desires. ”

The boy looked at the old monk and said, "Isn't it also a desire to yearn for the cultivation of Buddha and have no desires?"

The old monk laughed again and said, "Yes, cultivating Buddhism and having no desires and desires is also a kind of desire. ”

The boy asked again, "But with desire, aren't there more troubles?"

The old monk said, "Then find a desire that won't be troubled." ”

The boy digressed from the topic and asked, "Is there something wrong with desire?"

The old monk replied: "There is nothing wrong with desire, what is wrong is insatiable desire, unscrupulous desire, and selfish desire. ”

The boy asked, "What is the wrong desire?"

The old monk said: "Let me tell you a story: Once upon a time there was a woodcutter who made a living by collecting firewood, and one day he went to the street to sell firewood, and when he saw the car of a county guard, he hurriedly knelt down, and secretly looked up and saw the noble county guard who was sitting in a high sedan chair and was bowed down by all the people, and he was envious, he envied the feeling of being above ten thousand people, and he imagined that it was him who sat on the sedan chair and was bowed down by all the people! Since then, he has a desire ......."

After a pause, the old monk continued: "Since then he has lost his axe and entered the army, he has worked hard, he has to train for an hour and a half by himself after receiving training every day, he has to train himself for an hour and a half, he works harder than anyone else." Later, he became a role model for all the soldiers in the army, and was appreciated by the general, who made him a small leader.

Two years later, the world ushered in troubled times, as the saying goes, troubled times produce heroes. He was extremely brave in the battlefield, killed countless enemies, and was the first general among the ten thousand troops, and his rank became higher and higher, even higher than the capital of a county. ”

The boy said, "His desires have been satisfied. ”

The old monk said: "No, not only is it not satisfied, but it is stronger, he wants greater power, he wants to control the life and death of tens of thousands of prisoners at will like a general."

Until the end of the world's pacification, it was also the most tragic battle! He won! The emperor personally named him the general of Zhengyipin!"

The boy asked, "Is his desire still unsatisfied?"

The old monk sighed and replied, "Still not." ”

The boy said, "He wants to be the emperor?"

The old monk replied, "Yes. He wants bigger and stronger power, he wants to control not only the life and death of tens of thousands of captives, but the life and death of everyone in this country. ”

The boy said, "There is nothing wrong with desire. ”

The old monk said: "Unscrupulous means, the desire to try to manipulate the life and death of others has changed from innocent to wrong, because his starting point is selfish." ”

The boy asked, "What kind of desire is infallible?"

The old monk replied, "No matter how much you say, but the realization of desires is at the very least, the very least, the very least, and the desire to not harm others, this desire is not wrong." ”

The boy said, "Right and wrong are determined by man. ”

The old monk said: "It is determined by people, but it hurts others, so no matter how right you think you are, it is still wrong." ”

The boy asked, "What if it affects the interests of others?"

The old monk replied: "Some people's interests are good, such as ordinary people who do business honestly. Some people's interests are bad, such as embezzlement and bribery. Defend the good interests and discard the bad ones. ”

The boy said, "What if two good interests conflict with each other?"

The old monk said: "It is the destiny of each other. ”

The boy asked, "What kind of desires are worth pursuing?"

The old monk said: "When you hold great power, you uphold justice for all the people, and when you have great wealth, you can help the world at the same time, and the desire to contribute to the pacification of the turmoil in the world is the desire that is truly worth pursuing." ”

The boy was silent......

After a few moments, the boy asked, "What happened to the general?"

The old monk continued the story: "The emperor died, the situation was turbulent, he was ready for everything, raised the flag and rebelled. But although the newly enthroned emperor was not very old, the city government was extremely deep, and he defeated him, and he became a prisoner. ”

The old monk sighed and continued: "It was only then that he understood that the pursuit of fame and fortune was still empty in the end. ”

The boy looked at the old monk and said, "Is he still alive?"

The old monk was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "He is dead." ”

The boy asked again, "What if he was still alive?"

The old monk replied, "It is precisely because he died that he was reborn, he saw what he could not see before, heard what he could not hear before, and thought of what he could not think of before." ”

The boy asked, "What did he see, what did he hear, what did he think?"

The old monk stood up and looked up at the sky, let the snowflakes fall on his unconscious eyes, and said softly: "He saw the suffering of the common people, heard their weeping, and thought of what he should do in the future. ”

The boy was silent, and the old monk was silent, only the cold wind that scraped the bones whispered softly, blowing the snowflakes like elves in the wind, dancing, blowing the old monk's vicissitudes of life and white eyebrows, as if he would also ride the wind away at any time.

The girl had finished burning the incense and came out.

The boy also asked the last question: "How do you make yourself a really powerful person, is it power, or is it money?"

The old monk replied, "You've already received a revelation, haven't you?"

The boy was silent, and after a long time he said, "Yes, I have received a revelation." ”

The wind and snow outside the temple gate have become smaller, as if this snow will return to the earth in spring.

People are always like this, always when winter comes, they always hope that it will pass soon, and when spring comes, they always hope that it will stay longer.

They are always prejudiced against certain things, as if they like spring but not autumn, they like summer but they don't like winter, but without exception, winter is the last thing they like......

The boy whispered, "What did you ask for?"

The girl smiled suddenly, and the smile seemed to melt away the snow on the side of the road.

The girl was not going to answer her question, she looked happy, pursed her lips and jumped up and down in the snow, if the snow is the spirit of the wind, then she is the spirit of this ice and snow world, the spirit of the boy.

Suddenly, she turned around again, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek, then ran away with a smile.

The boy smiled, his mature cheeks, and Chengfu's deep eyes, showing the smile of his childhood.

From the moment she asked for it, the girl knew that he was not drowning in unclean desires.