Dongsheng Shenzhou, Huiyu Baoshan. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The spring rain is like a crisp, and the clothes are full of hats.

The mountains are foggy, and the air is moist and fresh. The farmer in the field is barefoot, and the plough in his hand follows the oxen steadily in the fertile soil. While the luxurious carriage was coming, the peasant looked up at the ridges of the field, and smiled enviously and sarcastically: "Another noble man has gone up the mountain." ”

Such a canopy carriage must be a person with extraordinary status to sit down, not to mention the bells ringing on the four corners, which are even more exquisite. The horseman whipped his horse, glanced disdainfully at the Buddhist temple on the mountainside, and said, "Madam, we have arrived." ”

In the carriage, the richly dressed woman held a child about four or five years old, stroked the loose hair dotingly, and said: "Xiuyuan, when you go up the mountain later, you must listen to the master's words, and you must not come nonsense." ”

The child's eyes flashed, his teeth were slightly exposed, and two tiger teeth hung on his lips, "Mother, I've eaten it!"

The child lost a front tooth and spoke with a leaky voice.

"It's 'got it', it's not 'got it'. The woman nodded Matthew's forehead and sneered, but the gloom in her eyes remained undiminished.

The carriage stopped at the bottom of the mountain, and the two monks in Tsing Yi waited early at the bottom of the mountain. The groom jumped out of the car, opened the yellow paper umbrella, and said, "Madame, please get out of the car." ”

The curtain of the car opened, the woman handed the child in her arms to the groom, and after getting out of the car, she immediately reluctantly held the child in her arms, tears in her eyes, "Xiuyuan, if you want to kiss your mother, remember to shake the bell around your neck, your mother will be able to hear." ”

"Mother, when Xiuyuan's illness is cured, I will come back immediately to greet you. "Matthew is mentally different from his peers. If it was an ordinary child, at this time, he would have already put his arms around the woman's neck, crying loudly, where is he like this, and grinning.

The little hand reached up and wiped away the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes, "Mother don't cry, the child doesn't hurt." ”

The two monks at the foot of the mountain finally walked to the side of the carriage, and the Buddha called a dozen and said, "Fujin, the little prince of Xiuyuan, you are polite." The family teacher was already waiting on the mountain, and asked the little prince to go up the mountain. ”

The woman put Ma Xiuyuan down, squatted down, and took his little hand and put it on her face, "It's my mother who didn't take care of you, and when you are cured, my mother will bring you the best candied fruit." ”

"Xiuyuan wants to 'know' the kind of honey wrapped. ”

The woman touched Ma Xiuyuan's head, "This is really 'eating', my son, my mother is incompetent, I can't go up the mountain to accompany you, you must be good, listen to the master's words, do you know?"

"Snort. Matthew's eyes twinkled, "Got it." The child deliberately made his mother laugh. Ma Xiuyuan, who was dressed in silk and satin, put down the woman's hand, obediently walked to the side of the little monk in Tsing Yi, waved his hand at the woman, and said, "Mother, the child is gone." ”

"Xiuyuan, you must cure the disease. ”

The monk in Tsing Yi saluted and said, "The two donors are at their own convenience, and the little monk took the little prince up the mountain." With that, the two monks pulled Ma Xiuyuan and turned around and walked towards the mountain.

Matthew turned around in ten steps, and frequently beckoned to the woman, which made the woman even more emotionally broken, and with the support of the groom, she barely stood firm, crying and watching Matthew go up the mountain.

"Why did my poor child have such a terminal illness? The woman wept.

The groom comforted, "Madame should be glad." Imperial Doctor Lu said that the little prince is incurable, and he will not live to be ten years old, since this monk asserts that the little prince has a fate with the Buddha, and he can be cured by entering the Buddha's door, this is a chance, three thousand worlds, the pure land of bliss, maybe the little prince can still achieve the avenue. ”

"What kind of bastard are you talking about, if you get better, you will naturally return home. This monk, how can he be a lifelong monk!"

"Yes, yes, Madame. Let's go back first, and at the Pudu Conference after March, let's go up the mountain to visit the little prince. The groom helped the woman into the carriage.

As soon as the woman got into the carriage, she reluctantly looked at the temple on the mountain, and said reluctantly: "Xiuyuan, let my mother see you again...... Hmm, my cultivation is far away......"

Matthew Yuan was pulled, half-walked and half-lifted, and finally went up the mountain. The mountain gate is a little broken, and the original engraved couplets have been sharpened by the rain and frost so that they can't see what the words are. The threshold of the temple was a little high, and Matthew stepped into it with one foot, almost hitting his lifeline, and hurriedly stood on tiptoe and stepped in with his left leg.

He rubbed his crotch in pain as he looked around.

"The little prince is here for a while, don't be impatient, I'll go to the backyard to ask the master. ”

"Well, okay. Matthew Yuan followed the example of the two little monks in Tsing Yi and returned the salute.

The temple is small, and the natural incense is not prosperous. If it weren't for the flash of Buddha that the monk passed by the palace a few months ago, Prince Ma would naturally not be willing to send his precious son here for treatment, and he would definitely think that this monk was crazy to speak so wildly.

Matthew looked around and saw that the wooden tire was like a lot, and even the gold paint on it was peeling off, and he shook his head helplessly. Because of his poor health, he followed his mother to the mountain to worship the Buddha since he was a child, the size of the Xiangguo Temple, the White Dragon Temple, the temples he has seen, which one is not splendid, the treasure is solemn, which has seen such a dilapidated temple.

Matthew leaned on his feet, lying on the window, looking at the rain in the mountains, the farmhouse in the distance, the smoke of the ploughing cows, everything was so novel in his eyes. There are no cattle in the palace, and there are a lot of horses, but his father is not allowed to touch them, and Ma Xiuyuan has only seen the general and lieutenant ride from afar.

The temple was in disrepair, and the roof leaked in the rain, and the raindrops on the ridge of the roof fell right on the head of the wooden tire, flowing down the bridge of the nose. Ma Xiuyuan was suddenly stunned, and his eyes became brighter. The light of the Buddha above his head flashed, and his mind was like a thousand boats crossing the river, and the scenes were all past lives.

The first life: The Great Thousand Worlds of Guangwu Garan Venerable, the Great War of the Three Thousand Rakshasas Falling into the Wind Underworld.

The second life: Tianyu is a sage who crosses the world in the world, and the karma burns his heart and is silent.

......

Ninety-ninth: The White Horse Courtyard of the small world of China, Shou Yuan died completely.

Matthew's eyes were clear, and he didn't expect that with a flick of his fingers, the Buddha's grand wish was coming. The vow I made at the beginning is not as good as the first life. This life is also the last life. If you can't fulfill your ambition, the little novice in front of the Buddha is a joke.

Ma Xiuyuan clenched his small fists, and his face showed a hint of unwillingness.

In this life, only in this life!

What he wants, there are no demons in the three thousand worlds, and the light of the Buddha shines on the five lakes and seas.

The monk put on a new robe that he didn't usually wear, walked over boredly, and saw Ma Xiuyuan lying on the window, so surprised that his eyes were about to fall to the ground.

"Master. Master?"

"Master, what's wrong?"

The monk was secretly shocked, and stammered, "Not ...... Before entering the Buddha's door, open the Buddha's heart first!