Chapter Eighty-Eight: Night Talk
"Senior brother, is everything okay in the temple? Are the elders still physically strong? Are my teachers and nephews okay? β
Taking advantage of the senior brother's kung fu to tease Hong Qingyao, Yuan Xing hurriedly leaned over with a shy face and said a series of greetings. In fact, he had already learned about the recent situation in the temple from Ning Mu, and asked again at this time, just to behave well and make the senior brother angry.
"Hmm." Maybe because the expression on the little girl's face was really cute, or maybe his diligence played a role, after Yuanfa straightened up, the smile on his face was finally not as blunt as before, and he looked Yuanxing up and down, and hummed: "Even if you still have some conscience, you know that you remember the master, why haven't you gone back to the temple to see it in the past five years?" β
Yuan Xing smiled awkwardly, it was really hard to explain.
Seeing this, Yuan Fa glanced at Ning Mu on the side, who hurriedly picked up the little girl and went out, and closed the door before leaving, and suddenly, there were only two monks left in the house.
Yuan Fa sat directly on the ground, and stretched out his hand to signal, seeing that Yuan Xing was also sitting opposite him, he slowly spoke: "Tell me, what have you done in the past five years?" How did you get involved with Jin Yuanzheng? β
Yuan Xing couldn't help but scratch his head, he couldn't talk about the things he had crossed, and he could only pick some recent ones to talk about. Dao himself visited Jingting Mountain and met Jin Yuanzheng, and listened to him talk about the opportunity with Tianchan Temple, and then there was no omission.
Yuanfa had been listening intently, and when he mentioned that he had given up his killing ring and cooked fish for Hong Qingyao to eat, he couldn't help frowning, but he didn't speak, waiting for him to state the whole story.
After a while, he asked, "Do you regret it?" Seeing that the other party seemed puzzled, he added: "Regardless of anything else, do you regret giving up your precepts and killing fish?" β
Yuan Xing replied honestly: "I don't regret giving up my precepts, I regret killing fish!" β
Yuanfa closed his eyes and pondered, and waved his hand after a while: "You go out first, let me think about it." β
After bowing respectfully, Yuan Xing went out of the room, only to find that it was dark outside and it was already night.
Hong Qingyao was squatting on the steps, and ran over as soon as she saw him appear.
"This girl is very stubborn, and she doesn't eat, so she has to wait for you to come out." Ning Mu lifted the food box in his hand and said with a sigh.
Yuan Xing didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling at the moment, so he picked up the little girl suddenly, asked about the allocation of the room, and then took the food box and went to the wing.
She was fed supper with the maid, and coaxed to sleep with stories, before she got out of the room.
In the early summer in the north, the nights are cool and pleasant, and the breeze blows, which is particularly comfortable. This independent courtyard is the inn for the merchants and officials with more attachΓ©s, covering a large area, the environment is quiet, and there is even an independent garden, and there are many rooms.
He was going to go back to his room to recite the scriptures, but he didn't know how many steps he had, but the sound of the pipa in the garden rose leisurely, and the sound was sluggish at first, small and quiet, and then gradually grandiose, ups and downs, and plucked people's heartstrings. After a while, it faded into obscurity.
Yuanxing's heart moved, changed the direction and walked straight towards the place where he was playing, at this time, accompanied by the summer breeze, the music came slowly again, the sound was like a flying horse galloping, like a war song in the sky, and more like a big wave crashing on the shore.
When he entered the pavilion and came to the man who played the lute, the music changed again, this time sharply, and it was full of lingering and mournful backs.
Yuan Xing listened quietly, as if he had traveled through time and space, and saw the smoke of the battlefield again, and when the mist dissipated, everything earth-shattering disappeared into nothingness, and only the bones and broken walls were left in front of him.
"Why hasn't Senior Brother rested?" He sensed that the other party had something on his mind.
"I can't sleep." Ning Mu smiled, put the pipa aside, and asked, "I also taught you at the beginning, I don't know how you practiced?" β
"It's rarely practiced, and it's still hard to get into the ear." The fate is strange.
"After all, foreign things, you don't have to rely on this to eat, you can listen to it, and you can dispel your mood." Ning Mu took the tea on the table and drank it, and suddenly began to sigh again: "I really want to stay in the temple when I was young, how good is it to be carefree?" β
Yuan Xing smiled and said nothing, people are really complicated, the other party didn't mention the desire to go home in front of him, and now that the children have it, why do you start to miss being a monk again?
"The old monk is old-fashioned, the senior brother is nagging, and Yuanchen has cultivated into a wooden fish head, I was the youngest at that time, and I was about to go crazy all day, but fortunately you came." Ning Mu put down the teacup, his eyes shining under the bright moon: "Now that our brothers and sisters have finally reunited, I am no longer a monk, nor a Hongchen customer who sells leather goods, but has become a court eagle dog who faces bloody storms every day and mixes the rivers and lakes." β
"There is no difference between being born and entering the world, as long as you want to practice, where is not the place of cultivation?" Yuan Xing didn't know how to open his mouth to comfort, so he could only say this dryly.
"How could it be so easy." Ning Mu shook his head with a smile and looked at him: "It's you, if you don't change your original intention and practice seriously, your temperament hasn't changed much." β
Yuan Xing lowered his eyes, the original mind was not to be a monk, but later in the temple for a long time, every day by the Dharma successfully passed, and then added a golden cicada is a little complicated, do mixing, I don't know when I became a real monk, now I can't tell what kind of mind I have. The original intention? I'm afraid it's hard to find anymore.
"You have a good temperament, but it's a pity that you're too straightforward, you look smart, but you're too easy to deceive." Ning Mu continued, his tone full of memories: "If you didn't know that you were born like this, anyone who saw you would think that you were stupid in chanting scriptures." Speaking of this, he paused and faced Yuan Xing: "Senior brother didn't cheat you at the beginning, you don't blame me, right?" β
"How could it be ......" Yuan Xing also remembered the time when he got along with each other, a smile couldn't help but spread on his lips, he leaned on the pillar of the pavilion with his arms crossed, and said a little shyly: "Senior brother, don't blame me." β
"What do I blame you for?" This time, Ning Mu was puzzled.
"In the first few years of your monasticism, every time you pit me, you would eat stones in your meal, and a few times you even broke your teeth, didn't you doubt it?" Yuan Xing circled his bald head and whispered.
"You did it?" Ning Mu thought about it, but he was even more puzzled: "It's not that I didn't have doubts, but at that time, you didn't care about the hall, and the senior brother was just that, how could that idiot in Yuanchen let you mess around?" β
Yuan Xing smiled and said, "No, at that time, I put the stone in front of the two senior brothers. β
Ning Mu was speechless immediately, looking at him in a daze, and Yuan Xing also looked back at the past.
The brothers looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly they laughed at the same time, and in this summer night, the hearty laughter spread far away......
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It was late at night, and after Yuan Xing and Ning Mu separated, he was about to go back to the room to recite the sutra to the fish, and he saw the Yuan Fa waiting outside the door.
"Big brother." Yuan Xing looked up at the sky before saying hello.
"Let's have a good talk." Yuanfa's attitude at this time was completely different from Bai Ri, with a warm smile
Yuan Xing couldn't help but be in a trance, as if he was back to the scene when he first entered the temple, and the senior brother led him to introduce the temple.
The two of them paced in the courtyard one after the other, and after a long time, Yuan Fa spoke: "According to my meaning, I am not going to let you go down the mountain so early, so why should I tell you some things." When you leave, only the master and his old man know. Otherwise, how could you suffer such a big loss? β
"Suffer?" Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "Senior brother did not suffer, although he ran around, but Hong Shizhu finally had the phenomenon of freeing himself from the knot in his heart, and it was worth it." "That's what he really thought, it's definitely worth it to go through and save one person at a time.
"Worth it?" Yuanfa stood up and turned around, frowning at him: "Forget it, we old guys, you are born pure and the most Buddha-natured, if you work hard, you will definitely be able to touch the Great Dao, do you know what it means to give up the vows?" What are the consequences of killing? β
The so-called renunciation of vows, also known as loss of vows, means abandoning the precepts and no longer keeping the vows. If there are monks who can't stand the hardships of cultivation, or if they encounter unexpected circumstances, they can give up their vows at this time, and the method is very simple, as long as they find someone who can understand people's words, and tell him that they want to give up that kind of vows, or even give up all the precepts. Bhikshus are allowed to renounce their vows seven times and become ordained seven times. Unlike breaking the vows, once you break the great vows, you will be expelled from the Sangha and will never have the opportunity to become a monk.
But this is just to make people less troubled by breaking their vows, and the so-called karmic retribution of Buddhism will not be less at all. In the eyes of devout monks, this is a big thing, and if you are not careful, your life's practice will be in vain.
Yuan Xing just smiled and didn't say anything.
Yuanfa sighed lightly: "Come back to the temple with me this time, why don't you concentrate on practicing for a period of time before traveling down the mountain." β
Yuan Xing was silent, it was not that he didn't want to go back, but that he couldn't.
Yuan Fa looked at him stunned for a long time, his lips trembled, and then he spoke again: "In the temple, I am entangled in mundane affairs, and my talent is not high, so I can only barely maintain the undefeated inheritance. The fate of the heart is enough, but unfortunately it is not enough to break the world, and finally died on the battlefield. Yuanchen has been practicing penance for many years, but he still can't untie the knot. Fate is empty, there is Buddha nature and no Buddha fate, and he voluntarily opens his vows and returns to the world. Only your natural nature is the best choice, and you are most likely to achieve positive results. Do you know how happy the abbot and the master have been behind their backs after teaching you for two years? β
Taking a breath, he continued, "Why is Master no longer in charge of the monastery? It's not because I see the hope of Guangda Tianchan Temple in you, but it's a pity that ......"
Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't thought about this, he lowered his head and muttered for a long time before he replied in a dumb voice: "It's the disciple who is not filial, I'm sorry for the cultivation of the elders." β
Yuanfa continued to take steps, and Yuanxing could only follow, and the two monks did not speak at this time, only the summer breeze occasionally blew through the leaves and flowers, and there was a rustling sound.
This atmosphere lasted for a long time.
Yuanfa, who was walking in front, suddenly sighed again and spoke: "Yuanxing." β
"Yes."
"Pick a day and take your vows again." Yuan Fa looked up at the bright moon in the sky, his mood was extremely complicated, who knew that after he finished speaking, he waited for a long time, but there was no movement behind him.
He couldn't help frowning in disappointment, turned around angrily, but was facing a bright smile, Yuanxing seemed to have a thin curtain in his eyes, and under the moonlight, it was foggy.
"Good ......" The voice was low, and he trembled a little.