(PS1: Thank you for the black clothes and the old man today.) ()ps2: Who smiles with flowers, enters the painting, and does not enter ordinary people's homes. Whoever whispers with tears in his eyes, messes his heart, and does not mess with fireworks. Who, low eyebrows and sigh lightly, sigh and murmur! Who, infatuated with a thought, thinking of the passing years! Who wanders for whom the end of the world, who meets for whom to promise. Don't envy the flowers, don't be sad and scattered. Because, you are my eyebrow mole, and I am your heart and mouth meditation. PS3: It's a lot of effort to write this chapter, and it's above the level, so I'm asking for a collection wow. ）

Who sits under the vines, waiting for the reincarnation of the four seasons and meditating on the stories of time? Who gently plucks the strings and plays a heartbroken song to feel the joys and sorrows of the world?

There is a small farm yard less than a mile away from the foot of the Hanging Temple Mountain, the courtyard is only five zhang in circumference, different from the trend of the ordinary courtyard sitting north and facing south, the position of this house built of blue bricks and blue tiles is slightly tilted, although the gate is still facing south, but the ridge and the horizontal line in the east-west direction are at a fifteen-degree angle, it looks a little weird, I don't know why.

In addition to the three north rooms, there is a wing room in the east and west, in the northwest direction of the main room, there is a gatehouse, although the gatehouse is small but more decorated, showing a beautiful color, different from those officials and businessmen like to hang the purple gas from the east or bamboo buds and pine trees and other plaques on the gatehouse, this gatehouse is obviously made by people in the design, there is no plaque, there is no flower and butterfly pattern on the edge of the bucket frame, only a colorful phoenix that needs to be found only by looking carefully, it should mean that the owner who lives here is the kind of noble and not rich people.

There are two rows of peppers planted on the periphery of the small courtyard, the age of the pepper is estimated to be some years, it has grown to a person high, it is used as a protective thorn fence by the owner of the yard, the open space in the yard is deliberately divided into several areas by the owner, there are some flowers and plants planted in the west, although it is the cold winter wax moon, but it can still be seen from the branches that they have shriveled, the flowers have bergamot, centaurantium, coral beans, begonias and so on cover the flowers and plants of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, at this moment several camellia plants in the flower bed in the courtyard are blooming, and it is also extremely precious in the camellia'Boy Noodles', the flowers are white and reddish, and the fragrance of flowers strikes people.

There are only three trees about one zhang high in the courtyard, which are red jujube trees and weeping willows and sycamores, red jujubes and weeping willows are planted in the southeast and southwest directions of the courtyard respectively, and the sycamore is planted on the side of the gatehouse, which seems to contain the meaning of the phoenix perched on the sycamore.

On the east side of the yard is a small vegetable garden with a thin layer of snow on top of the leaves of carrots and bean sprouts, but the ground is fertile as can be seen from the radishes exposed outside the soil.

There are a few strings of red peppers and cured bacon hanging under the eaves near the main entrance, in addition, there is a grape shed in the center of the courtyard, four fist-thick wooden pillars are tied to a dozen bamboos, the branches of the grapevine are entwined on it, mottled and messy, under the shed is a bluestone path, one end of the path is connected to the main entrance, and at the end is a small pond, in the summer there will be lotus flowers and frogs in the pond, there are many grass carp and catfish, which are now frozen.

The wind and snow are still outside, but the door of the north room in the courtyard is open, there is no figure, only a yellow wolf dog is in the nest and huddles and pretends to sleep, suddenly, the wolf dog opened his eyes violently, looking at the south and seems to have found something, because after training, the wolf dog did not bark, but just looked at the dirt road in the south vigilantly- This small courtyard is in the boundary of the Hanging Temple, not only the small courtyard, the land of the Hanging Temple Temple is the land of the Hanging Temple for three miles below the mountain, in addition to a main road leading directly to the Hanging Temple on the mountain, the peripheral houses here are for the guests of the Hanging Temple, especially the location of the small courtyard, the guests who live here are the guests of the Hanging Temple.

In addition to the owner of this small courtyard, the seven courtyards here have lived for a period of time except for a distinguished guest who came four years ago, and no one has come to the present until now, and it is even more impossible for ordinary people to come here, even if it is a master above the Qi Sect, because the seven small courtyards here are built according to the location of the seven stars of Tiangang, supplemented by other buildings to form a lock god array, not only that, but each courtyard is also protected by a different formation, even if someone evades the inspection of the monks of the Hanging Temple, once they step into the formation, if they don't know the formation eye and trend, they will inevitably be trapped by the formation。

Seeing the two figures slowly appear in front of the small courtyard, the wolf dog suddenly barked happily and wagged its tail, but instead of happily meeting it, he turned around and ran towards the open gate.

"The days when the wolf is not on the mountain really feels like something is missing. Watching the wolf dog run towards the house, Wudao smiled at the Seven Rings Master who was walking in front and said.

"It's better to stay here, at least it's much cleaner, and there are fish bones to eat. After the Master of the Seven Rings finished speaking, he laughed closely, "The Shadow Trace Array in this courtyard is not trapped by livestock, why did it run into the house first when it saw us?"

Wudao also smiled, shook his head, and shook his head before remembering that he was walking behind the Master of the Seven Rings, and he shook his head, of course he couldn't see it, so he said, "The Heavenly Wolf has been in the Hanging Temple for three years, although he has been here for four years, but the master raised it, and he should be closer to the master when he sees it." Is it to inform the people in the house to greet us?"

"Do you think it's possible?" the Master of the Seven Rings shook his head, then smiled, "I'm afraid it's a new master." ”

The two of them said this and came to stand in front of the wooden door of the small courtyard, looking at the small courtyard without any major changes, Qijie whispered a word of Amitabha, but the short four words were very penetrating, as if they were in a straight line to the house.

"Since the master is here, where are you still standing and doing?" At this time, a woman appeared in the open wooden door of the main room, the woman wore a black veil, her face could not be seen clearly, she was wearing a goose yellow hundred flowers and butterfly top on her upper body, and her lower body was embroidered smoke cloud pleated skirt.

"It's good to see the female benefactor and don't come unharmed. Speaking of this, the Master of the Seven Rings paused and looked at the celestial wolf standing beside the woman.

"Xiao Huang, go ahead. As if knowing that the Master of the Seven Rings would not enter the small courtyard, the woman just took another step forward and came to the eaves, and the three of them stood across the small courtyard like this.

Hearing the woman's order, the wolf screamed happily, and came to the railing in a few jumps, and then jumped suddenly, jumping over the railing and rushing straight to the master of the Seven Rings.

Looking at the wolf who pounced on the master of the seven rings, the enlightenment made a mistake, and the figure flashed and held the wolf in his arms halfway, the wolf whined twice, rubbed a few times in the arms of the enlightenment, and was put down by the enlightenment and spit out his tongue around the master of the seven rings, the master of the seven rings looked down at the wolf, and squatted down in a low voice, the wolf raised his head and looked at the master of the seven rings after hearing it, and the well-behaved master of the seven rings lay down on his legs and feet, and his tongue licked the legs and feet of the master of the seven rings.

"I don't know what the master is here for?" The woman had been in a tone from the first sentence to now, her voice was very brittle, and there seemed to be no mood swings.

"It's a little bit. The Master of the Seven Rings pondered for a moment, and after speaking, he stretched out his hand and took a burden from the hand of Enlightenment, "This time I came to bring a few Buddhist scriptures to the female benefactor, and by the way, ask the female benefactor what else is missing?"

"I will tell the monks guarding outside what I need, and Master Lao will bother with the rest. The woman said something in her words, and after speaking, she looked at the wolf who came to her with the burden in her mouth, and gently half-squatted down and patted the wolf's head, "Xiao Huang, be good." ”

Hearing the woman shouting the wolf and calling Xiao Huang, Wudao wanted to laugh, but he forced a smile and looked down at his toes, remembering the appearance of seeing a woman's face four years ago, when the woman gave a salute to the master of the seven rings, a gust of wind blew the veil in front of the woman's face, and the self-proclaimed six pure enlightenment was shocked in his heart at that time, what kind of face was that, the eyebrows were tactful and not powdered, even if she was silent and had a delicate attitude, she frowned lightly at that time and seemed to have a trace of melancholy, it was this kind of haggard that was more pitiful。

There is also the cinnabar mole on the center of the woman's eyebrows, which is very small, but the rouge on her cheeks is also enchanting with the affection in her eyes.

"There is no news from Mr. Lu yet. There was a hint of embarrassment on the Seven Rings Master's face, "But it's certain that he's being imprisoned in an unknown place. ”

The woman seemed to smile bitterly when she heard this, her veil moved slightly, and then she lowered her head and whispered a word, "Master, the Buddha said that all hearts are non-minds, and they are called hearts, how to understand the hearts in this sentence?"

"From the point of view of Buddhism, it means that as long as there is a mind, it is not a true heart, and if you have 'the mind without dwelling' and the mind has nothing to do, that is the true mind, and simply put, the possessive mind, the hope mind, the dependent mind, etc., are not called the true mind, but the 'disturbing mind'. The Master of the Seven Rings looked at the woman and reminded.

"The Buddha said that life is suffering, old life is suffering, illness is suffering, death is suffering, gathering with hatred is suffering, separation from love is suffering, and seeking but not being able to do so is suffering. Speaking of this, the woman's voice was a little louder, "Since all sentient beings are suffering, then why should sentient beings still have affection, even if love is impermanent, causing people to be reincarnated in the six realms, but ......" The woman's calm heart at the moment was finally a little excited, "Master, is there a border to the sea of suffering?"

"The sea of suffering is boundless, of course. The Master of the Seven Rings frowned, not knowing why the woman asked this question that everyone knows.

"Since the bitter sea is boundless to turn back, how can it find a shore?" the woman smiled sadly at this time, "Everything is a lie. ”

His mouth opened, and the Master of the Seven Rings wanted to refute, but in the end he just said, "All laws are fate, fate is evil, donor, you pay more attention to your body." ”

"Thank you for your teachings, and if it's okay, please go back. The woman didn't seem to want to say anything more and gave an eviction order.

The master of the seven precepts folded his hands and said a word to Amitabha, and after finishing speaking, he stared at the woman, but turned around and left without saying anything.

Watching the Master of the Seven Rings leave, the woman was silent for a moment, and came to the main hall to sit down by a small stove, while the wolf was still standing at the door and looking at the back of the Master of the Seven Rings, a little reluctant.

"Master, the monks don't speak, why do you want to hide it from me?" After saying this sentence to herself, the woman opened the burden of the master of the seven precepts, and there were more than a dozen Buddhist scriptures inside, including "The Buddha Says the Sutra of Good and Evil Cause and Effect" and "The Buddha Says the Sutra of Longevity, Destroying Sins and Protecting the Children Dharani Sutra" and so on.

Bowing to the Bodhisattva head in the main hall, the woman closed her eyes and thought about all the details of the Seven Rings Master's arrival, and a cold smile slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then came to the bedroom to face the bronze mirror, and then took off the veil and began to coil her hair and comb it, three thousand green silk black exuded a faint fragrance, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, the woman stared at herself for a long time and then turned her head to look at the guqin on the side, stretched out her thin fingers and plucked the strings and played two tunes.

"Who will listen to the music?" In eighteen years, a woman has not finished playing a whole song.

Twilight Dynasty, who understands its taste.

Chanting prayers for peace every day, the wooden door is closed year after year, and the warmth and coldness are known.

A few ups and downs, a few tastes, the vicissitudes of life, and the dream of a gentleman.

Who's daughter, who used to look forward to the charming singing, is now only haggard with a lonely candle.

There are women with weak water, leaves with weak water, cutting three thousand troubled threads, kneeling in front of the Bodhisattva and begging to exchange the three lives of fireworks for the first life.

With three thousand weak water, who dares to take a scoop of drink alone?