Inside the wings.

Shui Ruyi sat on the bed, stroking Pingzhi's little face that was tortured into sallow, his heart ached, and he really wanted to suffer this crime for him.

"Click..."

The door was opened, and Tang Xuanxuan walked in with a basin of water, "Sister Ruyi, let's wash Ping'er's face." ”

"Well..."

Shui Ruyi pursed her lips, answered, took the towel handed over, and gently wiped it for her younger brother, but tears still fell on the back of her hand.

Tang Xuanxuan sighed lightly and comforted: "Sister Ruyi, Ping'er Ji people have their own natural appearance, and they will definitely be fine..."

"Woo woo, Sister Xuanxuan, I know all this,"

Shui Ruyi hugged Tang Xuanxuan's slender waist and cried: "But I really can't bear to let him stay in the temple alone..." He's so young..."

In fact, before entering the wing, Ping Zhi had already woken up, but he had been pretending to be asleep.

Immediately, hearing the cry of his sister in his ear, a line of hot tears slid down his cheeks without anyone noticing.

"Actually, I also know that what I will do in the future is too dangerous,"

After crying for a while, Shui Ruyi wiped away her tears, and said in a hoarse voice: "Let Ping'er stay here, maybe it can be safer..."

"Thank you Sister Xuanxuan for saving Ping'er today, my little sister will go and prepare some fasting meals, and when Ping'er wakes up in a while, we will eat together."

Immediately, she forced a smile and asked Tang Xuanxuan to sit down, while she walked out of the door and went to the kitchen in the temple.

Inside the room, it was quiet.

A heart that wants to become stronger is pounding, in the past, he may have to hide under the wings of his mother and sister, but with the Golden Silkworm Gu, maybe the situation will be different.

Tang Xuanxuan quietly glanced at the level of pretending to be asleep, and thought to herself:

Ping'er, you've heard it all...

......

Originally, today was the day when the little wolf went to worship his parents.

But after this happened, everyone was in no mood, so they had to push the time to tomorrow.

Shui Mo and Abbot Juefeng discussed the matter of apprenticeship.

If you want to study Buddhism intensively, then going to the Zen temple is the most suitable choice.

The first seat of the Zen Academy, the Dharma name Xuanhe, don't look at this monk who doesn't know martial arts, but he is the uncle of Juefeng and others, and he is the senior brother of Xuanci and Xuanji.

However, Master Xuanhe is old, and in addition to lecturing on weekdays, he no longer cares about things and no longer accepts disciples.

All the affairs in the temple are entrusted to the great monk Jueku, so the matter of apprenticeship needs to be asked about this person.

When Juefeng took Shui Mo to see Jueku, he refused at first, but after telling the cause and effect of the matter, he thought about it for a while before he said:

"Good, the Zen Academy can accept the little donor as a lay disciple, but you still need to ask the poor monk's master Xuanhe."

"It should be, it should be..."

Shui Moshi nodded happily, she was already very content that Ping'er could have the opportunity to worship the Zen Monastery and practice with the master, and then it would be up to Ping'er to see her own creation.

"Amitabha, so the donor will bring the little donor to the Zen Monastery at the end of today, and then the poor monk will invite the master out."

Jue Ku's face was expressionless, his hands were folded, and he said unhappily or sadly.

......

After everyone finished lunch, Ping Zhi pinched his nose and poured a big bowl of medicinal soup, which hurt his cheeks.

Finally, at the end of the day, Juefeng took them to the Zen Temple.

There is a huge pine tree in the courtyard, which was planted by Hui Yan at the beginning of the temple, because from a distance, this tree resembles a vigorous dragon, also known as the dragon tree.

At this time, under the dragon tree, there are two yellow futons.

On one of the futons, an old monk of nearly ninety years old sits, and the other is empty.

Jue Ku bowed slightly, standing quietly to the side, like an old stump, as if he should have been there from the beginning.

"Donors, please wait here..."

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, Juefeng stopped and said to Pingzhi: "Little donor, please come forward with the poor monk." ”

"Yes, Abbot." Horizontal bowing in response.

Looking at such a well-behaved little benefactor, Juefeng couldn't help but nodded, thinking that if Master Xuanhe didn't accept him, it would be okay to accept it himself.

Immediately, two figures, one large and one small, walked slowly towards the old monk one after the other.

There were still about three or four zhang away, Juefeng stopped, and said in a soft tone: "Amitabha, uncle, people have already brought." ”

The old monk didn't make any moves, only opened his eyelids, and then closed his eyes again.

At this moment, I don't know if it's an illusion, as if I feel that my cloudy eyes are full of compassion, and when my eyes fall on him, they are as warm as a spring breeze.

Juefeng smiled slightly, and motioned for him to come forward to see him.

Above the level, bow your hand and greet the way:

"Disciple level, meet Master Xuanhe."

Then, an old voice came, "Well, sit down." ”

Xuanhe raised his hand and pointed to the futon not far in front of him.

"Master Xie."

Although he didn't know why, he thanked him and knelt down on the futon.

However, when he sat down, Xuanhe returned to a state of concentration, closed his eyes slightly, and said nothing.

This move not only made the level very puzzled, but even the little wolf couldn't help but ask softly: "Brother Shen, what does this old monk mean?" Do you still accept apprentices? ”

Shen Xingliu didn't answer, but smiled knowingly and rubbed the little wolf's head, making the latter even more puzzled, why didn't they speak one by one...

......

I don't know how long I knelt and sat down, but I felt that my legs and feet were sore.

It's just that no one asked him to move, so he didn't dare to move, for fear of annoying these monks, and if he didn't accept himself at that time, it would be miserable.

Maybe it was too boring, but gradually he actually dozed off, after all, he didn't rest well last night, he was kidnapped by that strange person, and fed the worm Gu...

"Hey, Ping'er..."

The little wolf and others not far away saw him dozing off, and they were all shouting to him in a low voice, don't let these monks find out!

Just as he was still dozing off in a daze, he seemed to see darkness around him, as if a cool breeze was blowing behind him.

"Hey, hey, hahaha..."

Then a familiar laugh came into my ears, it was the strange man from last night...

Run··· Run···

Can't stop! You must not be caught again!

Because of the level, I couldn't tell the direction, so I had to run forward and keep running.

But no matter how much he escaped, he could never get rid of this nightmare.

The strange man got closer and closer, and his ears were filled with the sound of bugs fluttering and flapping their wings.

"Ah, don't come here! Go away! ”

In the darkness, he fell to the ground and screamed loudly, but to no avail, the insects swallowed him...

At this critical moment, an old big hand fished him out...

......

"Uh-huh..."

As soon as the picture turned, the level screamed, and woke up from the dream, the clothes all over his body were wet with sweat, and he was slumped on the futon, panting heavily.

"Master!"

He really couldn't hold back, and wanted to ask the master what he saw just now, but Xuanhe smiled slightly and made a gesture of silence.

"Shhhh Listen..."

Horizontality tilted his head and stared at his big black eyes, which were filled with question marks written on the back of his head at this time.

Listen? What to listen to...

As if knowing what he was thinking, Xuanhe stood up and pointed to the dragon tree above his head, "Listen to the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves." ”

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the bamboo forest outside the courtyard, and every grass and tree in the courtyard, all made a rustling sound.

The wind goes, the leaves stop.

Xuanhe opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Let me ask you, is the wind moving, or is the leaf moving?" ”

As soon as this question came out, Shen Xingliu and the others all gasped.

Could it be that the wind is moving? It doesn't seem right, is that the leaf moving?

Or are both moving...

Moving or not moving, it is just a human feeling, if people don't look and don't listen, then they won't move?

The answer is obvious, they are moving with or without looking.

Is it too difficult to ask a child such a question... The drums were beating in everyone's hearts.

Pingzhi was also asked, if he died last night, what does it have to do with him if the wind is moving, or if the leaves are moving?

"Is it, is my heart moving..."

After being silent for a long time, Ping Zhi finally spoke slowly, but he was still not sure if the answer was correct, so he stammered a little and lacked confidence.

A glimmer of bright color suddenly flashed in the eyes of the two masters, Juefeng and Jueku, and inadvertently showed a smile that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

was discovered by Shen Xingliu and others, so he breathed a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease, it seems that Ping'er answered correctly.

The little wolf drooped his little face, unable to understand at all...

"Hahahaha, how do you know?" Xuanhe let out a long-lost laugh, which shocked the two of them, the last time Uncle Shi was so happy, it should have been ten years ago.

"Whew..."

Leveling wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again, arched his little hand and replied:

"Master Hui, this may start with the incident of the disciple's distress last night, as well as the shipwreck a few months ago..."

"At that time, I thought I was going to die, and there was a dead silence in my heart, and I said goodbye to my family and friends, and I felt that the world was so quiet that all the excitement had nothing to do with me."

"But, but I actually 'lived' again, thanks to Brother Shen, Sister Xuanxuan, and all the masters, I think I will be grateful every day in the future."

With that immature tone, the level calmly said such a heavy thing, which touched everyone.

Even Shui Mo's, Shui Ruyi, and Guo'er had tears on their faces, they didn't expect that he had so many thoughts in his heart.

Is this still the child who pesters them for candy every day?

"Not bad, not bad, very good," Xuanhe smiled knowingly, clasped his hands together, and sang: "Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be viewed as such." ”

"At such a young age, it is really rare for you to be able to realize your true heart."

The level was puzzled: "The heart? Master, you say this is the heart? ”

"Yes, practicing the Dharma is actually looking for the original mind, in fact, everyone has the original mind, but the world is blinded by fame and fortune, and they can't see it..."

Speaking of this, Xuanhe's gaze looked at Shen Xingliu and the others.

Shen Xingliu was stunned for a moment and nodded to him to say hello.

Xuanhe returned the salute, and then said: "A flower is a world, a grass is a floating slaughter, there is Buddhism everywhere in the world, no matter whether you are born or enter the world, you can find the original heart, all things are the original heart, and the original heart can also give birth to all things." ”