"You are confused with the musician who ran out of the palace, do you really think I am blind?" Qiu Mo said this.

Probably because Yu Yu got out of the car that day, he saw it.

Yi Zhixu didn't open his mouth to explain a word, he just beckoned people to take him down and deal with him according to military regulations.

He doesn't like to explain, it's always been like this, he listens to what others say about himself, but he never puts it in his heart.

Yu Yu smelled a strong sandalwood fragrance, and heard someone saying "why don't you wake up yet", she thought she had died, but when she opened her eyes, she saw the mortise and tenon structure on the roof of the temple, she was about to raise her hand and rub her eyes to see if she was still in a dream, the wound on her left shoulder was pulled again, and she couldn't speak for a while.

Hearing the sound on the bed, the little monk who was eating mung bean cakes next to him ran over, there were still residual crumbs at the corners of his mouth, and he said innocently: "Don't move, don't move, the wound was only bandaged yesterday, you see, some blood has flowed out again." ”

His white and chubby finger pointed to her wound, the hand lined in the sun was still a little shiny, she wanted to speak, but her voice was hoarse, the little monk handed over a bowl of tea at the bedside, and when she finished drinking, she heard footsteps, and the little monk immediately stuffed all the mung bean cakes into his mouth.

A woman in a Zen robe came in at the door, with her hair tied on her head, her eyes were ruthless, and she was a little more alienated, and Yu Yu was a little chilled when she saw it, "The girl is awake, I helped you bandage it yesterday, don't worry." ”

She walked over to look at Yu Yu's wound, leaving only the sentence "come to change the dressing at night", and walked out the door.

The little monk was a little choked when he ate the mung bean cake, patted his chest hard, swallowed it with difficulty, and explained to her: "This is Senior Sister Ruosheng under Master Chang Nian, yesterday Senior Brother Xuanye only brought you back during the night vigil, Senior Sister She is a person with a cold face and a hot heart, don't care." ”

The little monk is not stained with the dust of the world, and there is no debris in a pair of clear eyes, afraid that she does not know herself, and bows to her with her palms together to explain herself, the name is empty release, which means the words of the Heart Sutra.

Yu Yi calmly watched him explain, and felt that this Buddhism was really pure, if the name of the birth is good, she had read the "Six Ancestors Altar Sutra" has written: A thought of foolishness is like a life, a thought of wisdom is like a life.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the little monk was about to fetch water, Yu Yu got up and walked in the temple, with an injury on her leg and didn't dare to move too fast, she saw a statue of Guanyin and stopped in front.

"The old man is disturbed, what is the little donor looking at?" An abbot in a robe asked next to her, followed by a monk.

Yu Yi turned his head and folded his hands in salute: "I'm looking at this Bodhisattva statue, I am in the palace, and I also have one in my previous residence, but it's a pity that this Buddha statue is a broken jade Buddha." ”

Good jade represents perfection, and broken jade is regarded as a bad omen, a truth that everyone knows, she is very curious how this abbot does not understand, and even offered this broken jade Buddha at the door of the main hall.

The abbot smiled and explained: "The donor doesn't know, this broken jade Buddha does not have good or bad words, the Bodhisattva is at ease in his heart, and he purifies all sentient beings, so naturally he does not want to worry about the appearance of the Dharma in the world." ”

He saw that Yu Yu also had some belief in these gods and Buddhas, and said, "I don't know what the donor believes in? ”

Yu Yu thought about it, and the monks didn't say anything, so they said with peace of mind: "There is the way and righteousness, the loyal ministers are the king, and the good birds also know how to choose good trees to perch on, I naturally believe in the endless wisdom of the Buddha." ”

There is a leak in worldly knowledge, the life span of the world is limited, and the Dharma is everywhere and at all times, endlessly.

The abbot told her that since the injury had not healed, let her stay in this monastery for a longer time, and saw that she had a deep obsession, and if it was a long time, it was easy to lose her heart.

Yu Yu did not refuse, she had a lot of injuries at the moment, and she really couldn't be killed again, she hadn't taken revenge, so she couldn't die for a day.

Yi Zhixu's side is not as peaceful as this, after Qiu Mo was dealt with by military law, everyone felt that he was a cold-blooded and ruthless person, and there was no discussion at all, so they naturally distanced themselves from him and stopped talking to him like before.

Chu Feng saw that he was sitting alone in the north, still holding the kettle in his hand, he walked over and sat next to Yi Zhixu.

Yi Zhixu didn't speak, and Chu Feng didn't mean to speak, the two sat side by side, looking at the north, which was the place where the army was born, there was no such scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and the day in the north was not as rainy as this.

Chu Feng was thinking, he ignored everyone's resistance, and never explained a word, he originally had some prestige in the army, but now he made such a fuss, it was like a piled up of sand towers that had been overthrown and restarted, no one respected him as much as before, and he might even be disgusted in his heart.

And Yi Zhixu sat alone drinking water, looking at the direction of Taiyuan Mansion, he grew up in the north since he was a child, and he didn't understand these rules and etiquette in the south, in the eyes of these people, he seemed to be like a bloodthirsty wolf, killing each other with the people in the army, but what is the importance of these?

He is like this, he is not good at words, and he does not like to explain, as for what others say about him, he turns a deaf ear, and proves with his actions that he does not owe anyone, and naturally does not need anyone's understanding.

It's not that I go my own way, it's me.

Yu Yu was idle in the temple, watching the believers who went in and out to burn incense and worship the Buddha in an endless stream, she found several gardenia trees here, full of fragrance, she stood there and did not come forward to watch, and turned her head and left after a cup of tea.

She took the chess box and turned back, and just happened to meet Ruosheng cleaning under the flower tree, Yu Yu saluted her, and sat on the stone chair and began to play chess with herself. The rustling sound of sweeping the floor and the crisp sound of falling children correspond to each other, and they look like the world is safe.

The review was Master's last game of chess before his death, and she had never thought of how to solve the mystery of it. Black and white are no different, everyone seems to be equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. Only when there is a common qi, there is "there is gas to exist, existence is to coexist, on the contrary, no gas is death, death is death".

It's just that she can't see where this chess should be played now to be able to counter the sunspot army, she is afraid, what she is afraid of is a misstep into a thousand years of hatred, looking back on a hundred years, she is afraid that if she loses, she will lose for a lifetime.

"The corners of the game are bent four, and the chess is dead, but if it is put here and eaten, then this is a dead game, and if you don't eat it, it is a live chess, but if it is double-live, it is still a game that cannot be solved." She muttered.

"Only by dying and living can there be a live move." The abbot's voice came from behind him.