Chapter 22: Chinese New Year
The feeling of happiness can always shorten time into fragments.
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The happy life in Gaoyang County passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day before the Lunar New Year. During this period, Yi Tianxing went to the manor by the river, and had a long and fruitless debate with the ancient fox on the method of entering the WTO. In addition, this little couple attended several gatherings of the original high school classmates hand in hand, and under the envious eyes of others, Yi Tian exercised the ability to bring out the wine barrel and drank those boys who ate dry vinegar to a fiasco.
Once in the Sanwu Hotel, he forced Hu Yun, who was always staring at Lei Lei, into a drunken shrimp. That night, Hu Yun squatted at the door of the hotel and counted his share of money, his eyes were red, the smell of wine was heavy, and he muttered inarticulately: "If you drink too much urine, you will drink a lot of wine." β
The Chinese New Year's Eve of the first five was just January 30th, and after eating the New Year's dinner at noon, Yi Tianxing and Zou Leilei dragged the fat director and Teacher Zou downstairs to set off a few firecrackers, and in the crackling sound, the atmosphere of the chΕ«n festival was suddenly revealed. Patting off the confetti on his body and smelling the smell of bacon coming from all over the residential building, Yi Tianxing suddenly thought of something important, and couldn't help but sigh.
Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Director Pan of the provincial capital will take a certain big man who doesn't know the depth to Guiyuan Temple to light incense. He turned to Lei Lei and said, "I have to leave today." β
"Huh?" Leilei's eyes widened, full of surprise.
"The master is still alone in Guiyuan Temple, and on Chinese New Year's Eve today, I have to do my filial piety." Yi Tianxing suddenly thought of the lonely back of the old monkey in the hut, and filial piety began to flood.
Lei Lei didn't pretend to be sad like ordinary women, but smiled very refreshingly: "Go ahead." After a while, I remembered something, and said sadly: "It's already two o'clock in the afternoon, where is the car, and how did you get there?"
"Don't be afraid. Yi Tianxing said: "Your family is easy to run." β
So Xiao Yi started running again, and after being bored, he couldn't help but remember the last time he and Qin Zi'er ran to Wudang Mountain. It's just that now that the Dao heart in his body has been planted, and his cultivation is deep, he no longer looks like a reckless and savage, and his body is gently raised through the mountains, and he really has a fluttering feeling.
His physique is demonic, and the true yuan seems to be endless, so he can support this kind of long journey, if he is changed to any monk in the human sect, I am afraid that he will be tired and paralyzed in the middle of the way. Just over two hours later, the gray outline of the provincial capital appeared in the distant sky.
After going down the barren mountain, I stopped a car on the highway and entered the city, and then took a taxi to Guiyuan Temple at a high price.
It snowed again in the provincial capital, and the snow on the ground was like a layer of pure white felt spread outside the Guiyuan Temple, and the red temple wall, the yellow sè eaves, and the vertical plaque of Chu sè formed a sharp contrast with the overwhelming snow white. Outside the temple, the light trees that had already lost their leaves shivered in the cold wind, and a few clouds in the sky were floating slowly and weakly.
Yi Tianxing patted the snow and walked towards the mountain gate, while laughing with the monks who greeted him beside him: "Today, the Chinese New Year's Eve, there is nothing to prepare in the temple?" β
"Monks, don't celebrate the New Year's Festival. The monk replied with a smile.
"Brother Ye Xiang, is still playing in the meditation room?" Yi Tianxing laughed.
The monk replied: "The master said, the senior brother has a great fortune in front of him, and this is the time to meditate and experience, so we are not allowed to disturb." β
Master Jin Bin Ku's meditation room said hello to the surprised old monk, then picked up the phone and called Xiao Jinsong, Yuan Ye has returned to Gaoyang County to accompany the old lady in the past few days, and the affairs of Pengfei Industry and Trade are handed over to Xiao Xiao and Zhou Xiaomei first. I asked him on the phone to help buy some New Year's goods and let him send them over earlier, so he took a breath, turned to Bin Ku and said, "Host, how to prepare for that thing tomorrow?"
Master Bin Ku knew that he was talking about the incense of the head pillar, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking: "Light incense and worship the Buddha, what you do every day, you don't need to prepare anything." β
Yi Tianxing thought for a while and said, "That person has a noble status, I'm afraid it's not good to be too lazy." β
"It doesn't matter. Bin shook his head bitterly, "Secular people have a problem, if you value him too much, he won't care." Sincerity is spirit, and this is what it is. β
"Clever. Yi Tianxing nodded: "No wonder you can be the vice chairman, the kid can only mix the rivers and lakes and blow the wind and rain." β
After leaving the meditation room, I went to the snow-covered back garden, entered the arch of the back garden dyed black by the snow, and walked through the temporary prison house where the provincial city was locked up, but I heard some very strange sounds coming from inside, as if something hard had fallen to the ground.
Yi Tianxing stopped, listened attentively, listened for a long time, and suddenly sighed faintly: "The coffin is actually willing to fall to the ground." β
Push the door, I saw a mahjong is jumping on the bluestone floor, stopped after a while, just the card is facing up, sure enough, it is an eight-cylinder.
The four people at the mahjong table were all paying attention to this card, and when they heard the voice, they looked up and saw the young man's ordinary face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
The four of them all jumped in unison, their hands shook, and the verdant and lovely bamboo-backed mahjong on the table rolled everywhere.
Yi Tianxing stepped into the threshold with one foot, looked at these four famous figures in the provincial capital, and finally spoke after a long pause: "Happiness! β
At first, he once made a joke, saying that the four people just happened to have a table of mahjong in the Guiyuan Temple, who knew that these four prisoner monks who should have repented in the meditation room today were supposed to be in the meditation room...... Really playing mahjong!
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"Don't scare them, I told the little novice to do this, these four people are so pitiful. A somewhat sad voice came from outside the door.
There was no need to look back, Yi Tianxing also knew who it was, and shook his head with a wry smile: "The retreat is over? Compassion is not like this, you have to know how much blood these four characters have on their hands?"
After being locked up for many days, the four underworld bosses who had faded out of their mouths suddenly had mahjong to play, thinking that it was a chΕ«n festival welfare, but who knew that the "Buddha" master in front of him didn't know, and dared to be the Qingjun monk who made his own claim - the four of them thought of the consequences, thought of Yi Tianxing's means, and couldn't help but look at each other, with fear, anticipation and dodge on their faces, which can be described as extremely colorful.
Ye Xiangsheng stood at the door in a coarse cloth monk's robe, and the faint sunlight shone on his body in winter, as if he was gilded with a holy halo.
Yi Tianxing looked back at him, slightly stunned, and was a little surprised to find that this monk now had some indescribable changes in his body, and a faint Buddha breath enveloped his body.
"You continue to play, just don't drop the eight cylinders on the ground again, this Chinese New Year's Eve, the coffin falls to the ground is unlucky." After Yi Tianxing said this, he walked out of the house, closed the door with his backhand, and walked side by side with the smiling Ye Xiangmonk in the back garden.
"Why do the Dharma protectors scare them. β
"It is only useful to be frightened when dealing with the wicked. Yi Tianxing raised his eyebrows, and then asked in wonder, "What is the matter with your retreat this time?" β
Ye Xiangsheng clasped his hands together and bowed to the west sky: "Brother Tuoyi blessed, Ye Xiang saw the treasure statue of the Bodhisattva of Wisdom in the ** hall of the Shuyuan, and he felt something, meditated for half a month, and realized a little. β
"The treasure statue of the Bodhisattva?" Yi Tianxing squinted at him, but he didn't believe that the Bodhisattva's doppelganger would appear in the world, thinking that this kid wouldn't be an idiot who was made into an idiot by Elder Qingjingtian's god-snatching ** that day, but Ye Xiang's state at this time was obviously different from usual, and the faint Buddha's breath covered his whole body, making it unclear what realm he had reached.
"Come, tell my brother, what have you realized?" he asked very close to Ye Xiangseng, and suddenly, he realized that this monk should be not young, but his face was inexplicably clear and handsome.
Today, the monk Ye Xiang looked much calmer, and he exuded an elegant smile like a snow lotus on his face: "The world suffers a lotus, so it should be overcome with compassion." β
"So you're starting to get old and good, and you're starting to play mahjong for those wicked people in the eyes of the world?" Yi Tianxing said unceremoniously: "Shu Bodhisattva holds the Blue Lotus Tuo Vajra Prajna Sutra in one hand, which is wisdom, and the other hand is the Vajra Sword, cutting all the troubles in the world, so that is true compassion." Your compassion has troubled me a lot, and it has lowered my level. β
Ye Xiangseng didn't quarrel with him, but grinned to himself, and a childish innocence came to his face: "Senior brother said he laughed." β
Yi Tianxing smiled and shook his head, there was really nothing he could do with this Qingjun monk who suddenly stopped talking hard.
"The Bodhisattva Treasure Statue is in your heart, Ye Xiang, what are you going to do if you want to cross the world with great compassion?"
"Follow you, senior brother, to do it together. Ye Xiangseng replied that geography was of course.
Yi Tianxing was agitated, and waved his hand again and again: "I don't have that big will, you go to penance, I won't accompany you." After saying this, he ran to the lake.
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiangseng did not give up, followed him to that side, and did not see how hard he worked, and his speed was not slow.
"Senior brother, you are a person with great wisdom, Ye Xiang, I only know compassion, but I don't know how to cross, the Bodhisattva teaches the little monk, so that the little monk follows the senior brother to the world......" Ye Xiangseng nagged behind him, Yi Tianxing covered his ears in front: "Don't listen, don't listen, Prajnaparami! Shut up!"
"Senior brother is brilliant, but the Heart Sutra only cultivates his own body, and Prajnaparamita reaches the other side with supreme wisdom, and the little monk does not have this wisdom......"
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Yi Tianxing ran three laps along the lake in the back garden, but he didn't expect the monk behind him to follow easily, listening to this nagging and finally couldn't help it, he stopped with a bang, and crossed his waist to make a shrew: "You monk is unreasonable, what does it mean?"
In this hurry, even the singing voice came out.
Ye Xiangseng stood in front of him, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, let's let those four poor people go." My Buddha is merciful, how can I give up the separation of flesh and blood in the world......"
"Stop!" Yi Tianxing's eyes widened, "Dare you toss for a long time just for this matter?"
Ye Xiangseng smiled and said, "This is the first thing. β
"What if I don't agree?" Yi Tianxing began to play a scoundrel.
"Senior brother has already agreed in his heart. Ye Xiangseng joined him, bowed down and gave him a salute.
Yi Tianxing was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he had already prepared to release people in his heart.
After all, it is impossible for the provincial city to let the Gu family occupy it alone, which is a very taboo thing, not to mention that Lei Lei had been persuaded at that time that this trip back to the provincial capital was to prepare to release the four black monks. was just easily pointed out by the monk in front of him, but he was not happy on his face, and he hummed for a long time before saying: "Give you face, don't take it as an example." β
Ye Xiangseng's face was full of compassion: "Senior brother is the real merciful virtue." β
"That's it, okay, just go and release the people, they're still waiting to go home and see their son hugging their grandson." Yi Tianxing was a little afraid of this guy's behavior.
"One more thing. "Ye Xiangsheng is a monk.
"What's the matter?"
"The Bodhisattva is enlightened, in the future, Ye Xiang will practice Buddhism, and he will enter the WTO, and he will ask his senior brother for more guidance. β
Yi Tianxing was stupid for a while, and only after a while did he mutter: "Are you going to tell me that you want to play with me in society?"
"Why are you still vulgar?" Ye Xiangseng opened his big innocent eyes, "But where Senior Brother will go in the future, I will naturally go too." β
"Do you want me to open a bookstore with a big monk?!" Yi Tianxing's eyes at this time could burn the entire provincial city.
"Yes. Ye Xiangseng's face was full of silence and his body was holy.
"Heaven, earth...... My Bodhisattva!" Yi Tianxing jumped up and scolded at the sky of the provincial capital Dongrì: "Look what you have done to this child!"
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After the snow, the sky is blue, and occasionally a few white clouds are slowly floating, and when it gathers, at a certain moment, it will cover the faint rì head, and the sunlight seeps out from the gaps in the clouds, like the light of the Buddha. The sunlight outlines the white clouds, and if someone looks up at this time, they will definitely find it leisurely, like a face looking down on the world with compassion.
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Humans are always more adaptable than they think. Within an hour, Yi Tianxing got used to the fact that he had an extra tail, but fortunately, Ye Xiangseng was just smiling at this time and didn't say much. Outside the temple gate, he followed the New Year's goods sent by Xiao Jinsong - it was a big cardboard box like last time - and carried the box into Guiyuan Temple alone.
Enter the back garden and walk into the cells of the four "poor people".
"Let's go. β
The four underworld bosses were stunned for a while, not knowing how to respond. After all, Lao Xing had to stay for one more day, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "Please tell me what you have to say." β
"For the New Year, let you go back for a reunion dinner. Yi Tianxing was still holding the big cardboard box and standing lazily at the door, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.
Lao Xing almost burst into tears when he heard this, the life of the monk temple is really not good, he eats white water and green vegetables, and it is impossible to have a sauna massage, the most important thing is that the four people living in this house don't know how many grudges they have, they can't sleep at ease, for fear of being poisoned, it is really more bitter than life in prison, and it is not an exaggeration at all - at this time, when I heard that I could go, how could I not like it?
"It's not that simple. The most yΔ«n of the four spoke, "What do you want?"
Yi Tianxing looked at him slightly: "You are the third one I caught, surnamed Shu? You drank high that day, and you were in bed with your concubine, and you didn't bring bodyguards, so you are not convinced?"
In fact, after hearing what happened to the other three, this person was already cold, but he was still tough: "Gu San is powerful, I know." β
"You don't know how good I am. Yi Tianxing snorted coldly, the Dao heart in the True Fire Wheel swelled slightly, and he tried the Shangqing Thunder Method that he had peeked out of, and his mind turned into a momentum and pressed towards that person.
The man surnamed Shu had a white face, opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't say a word, and covered his throat with both hands, making a noise.
The other three underworld bosses were expressionless, but they were actually gloating.
"Amitabha. Ye Xiangseng was ready to start reciting the Mantra of Bliss in the Dharma Hall again, and he was going to be more than this person.
At this time, Yi Tianxing was distracted: "Great mercy, why don't you stop me?"
He loosened his mind, the hooligan leader surnamed Shu eased up, a sharp pain in his chest, and spit out a lump of things out of his mouth, but he was frightened when he looked closely, it turned out to be a lump of blood.
Ye Xiangseng smiled and said: "Senior brother has great wisdom, maybe you are the real compassion." β
Yi Tianxing glanced at the four of them again: "Do you still think this matter is not simple?"
"It's simple and simple, Young Master Gu is virtuous and generous, we have received it. β
"In the future, when you go out, be honest, do less bad things, of course, if you don't do it at all, it's impossible. But when you do bad things, think more about heaven, understand?"
These four have been washed by Ye Xiangsheng, and deep down in their hearts, they have long been afraid of the existence of the unnamed gods and Buddhas, of course, what they are most afraid of is Yi Tianxing's ghostly physical momentum, as well as the name of the so-called Buddha, Lao Lin interjected: "Mr. Yi, this time the matter is not our right, what compensation do you need?"
Jianghu people want face, even if they are afraid of death in their hearts, they still have to stand on the archway without caring about it.
Yi Tianxing glanced at him twice, and said quietly: "Let's be honest, really try to be a good person, in this world, good people usually have good rewards." β
The words are not rough, and the fists are not rough.
Whatever he said, the four could only listen.
"In the future, I will come to Guiyuan Temple once a week to report the Tao, if I don't come, then I can't help it. Yi Tianxing threatened lightly, spit out a heavenly fire in his palm, and slowly floated to the neat emerald green mahjong table in front of the eyes of the four people who were stunned.
With a soft snort, the wooden table was not damaged at all, and those extremely difficult mahjong seeds turned into a puff of pungent light smoke in an instant.
Yi Tianxing's eyelashes drooped slightly, and with a fortune in his heart, the pungent light smoke slowly condensed into a very sinister black sku in the air!
"Don't try to escape, this Nether Head can find you at any time. Yi Tianxing began to get used to talking nonsense.
The four bold underworld leaders were frightened by this hand, their faces turned pale, and their eight legs trembled like chaff.
Some people in the world are not necessarily afraid of death, but they must be afraid of strange existences that they don't understand, which is human nature. Just like a person who wants to commit suicide by jumping off a building, if he suddenly sees a ghost, he is afraid that his first reaction is to cry and run away from his mother's name, and he will not think that he is the one who is ready to become a ghost.
Somewhat satisfied with the reactions of these people, Yi Tianxing turned sideways and gave way to the door.
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The night gradually fell, and the only twenty-inch Philip color TV in Guiyuan Temple was carried to the back garden by Yi Tianxing, dragged the old wire, and rested it directly opposite the hut.
"Master, how is this position? Can you see it?" he shouted back to the hut.
"Hmm. β
After adjusting the antenna for a long time, the TV set that flashed snowflakes finally came out with an image, which was the auspicious and festive news broadcast on Chinese New Year's Eve.
"Today, people all over the country celebrate the Chinese New Year's Eve, the fog pine pieces on the bank of the Songhua River in the north, and the Guangzhou flower market in the south ......"
In the boring background sound, Yi Tianxing dragged the cardboard box over, moved it out from the inside, and installed a big chair for himself, and finally packed everything up, and was ready to go to the front yard to call a few familiar monks to come in and have a lively time, but no one, including Master Bin Ku and Ye Xiangseng, did not give face and refused to come.
He returned to the back garden with some interest, took a bottle of wine and some fruits from the table and threw them into the hut, then sat down on the chaise longue, first nibbled a chicken leg, then lit the wine jΔ«ng stove, began to stew spicy hot pot, scalded the slippery duck intestines and pig brains into the red oil tumbling soup, ran to the front hall to ask for a large bucket of rice, and began to eat fragrantly.
Big meat...... No wonder the monks refused to come in.
Yi Tianxing wiped his greasy mouth, and began to fulfill his filial piety when he was full.
He unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle, filled the small white porcelain cup in front of him, turned around and knelt on the ground respectfully, and bowed his head to the hut: "I wish the master a blessing like the East China Sea, and a longevity than Nanshan." β
"Hugh makes noise, the old monkey who has lived for thousands of years in my family doesn't like to listen to this, change it to a new word!" the old ancestor's voice buzzed.
Yi Tianxing knelt on the ground and scratched his head with a bitter face, and after a long time, he held back a sentence: "Then I wish the master to get out of trouble as soon as possible and give the apprentice a marriage." β
"It will take some time to get out of this broken garden, and it is too early to say, but it is also festive, it is up to you. β
As soon as Yi Tianxing heard this, he drank the glass of wine with a flip of his wrist, stood up with a smile, and was just about to fall on the recliner with his buttocks, but he heard a very annoying scream from the hut behind him: "What kind of broken wine is this bird giving?
Then there was a cry of pain with his tongue sticking out and pursing his lips.
The young man was stunned, ran outside the hut, leaned on the soft sofa-like King Kong Demon Circle, tilted his head sideways and asked, "Master, this is the best Moutai today, don't you like to drink it?"
"How can there be such spicy wine? β
Yi Tianxing stuck out his tongue, only to remember that what he drank back then was fruit wine and rice wine, and when the liquor came out, his old man had been locked up in this Guiyuan Temple, and suddenly thought of something: "Master, that Bin bitter monk, and what kind of wine did the monks and ancestors of this monk honor you?"
"It's sour, but I don't know the name. The old ancestor in the hut also seemed to be a little worried.
Fortunately, I prepared the New Year's goods for him, I don't know if it was Xiao Xiao or Xiao Xiao's new Wei Zi, who was good at slapping horses, the carton looked ordinary, and the goods inside were excellent things. Yi Tianxing rummaged around and actually found a bottle of wine.
He leaned in front of him to look at it carefully, and shouted in surprise: "Master, this thing is good, you go on." With a flick of his hand, he threw the bottle into the hut.
The old ancestor drank two sips in the hut, smacked his mouth twice, and then stopped speaking, and seemed quite satisfied, after a while.
"That's the taste, I'll drink it more on the hour in the future. β
"This is the dry red from the Great Wall of China. Yi Tianxing was speechless, "A little more?" Fortunately, I didn't drink a 1978 Montacher. β
The hot pot is still rolling, the spicy aroma overflows the entire back garden, he is watching TV with his legs crossed, the opening dance of the chΕ«n festival gala has already started, and the chopsticks are holding the pillar of green vegetables and stretching into the boiling red soup, but at this time, there is a flower in front of him, and the hot pot is gone!
He subconsciously turned around, and heard the sound of the old grandson in the cottage shouting and munching.
"Master, leave some for the apprentices. Yi Tianxing was very sad, he knew that his old man not only loves to eat fruits now, so he should prepare two pots.
When the apprentice's life has been bitter since ancient times, the sand monk has to carry the burden, the monkey has to fight the demon jΔ«ng, and the eight precepts do nothing, but they are often baked in the steamer as an appetizer, and it is also a drudgery - the young man flattened his mouth helplessly, took out the peanuts and melon seeds and slowly gnawed on the chicken leg snacks, drank the Moutai wine slowly, and looked at the TV screen with great grievance.
A cute fat man surnamed Guo is performing a sketch on the TV, and the character he plays is carrying a military coat to the train station to queue up for colleagues to buy tickets, while walking off the stage, and greeting the audience under the stage: "You have something to say!"
Yi Tianxing was a little sleepy for some reason, maybe his life in the past six months made him a little tired, and on this Chinese New Year's Eve, at this time of reunion, staying with his master made him feel very relaxed and safe.
"Master, you have something to say. He shouted to the rear, tilted his head, fell asleep on the chaise longue, and fell to the ground with the melon seeds in his hand.
After a while, the sky full of stars came out of the clouds, shining a faint light in the back garden, and there was no moon in the sky. The wooden door of the hut creaked open, and a dark figure in a shabby robe slowly stepped out and sat down on the stone steps beside the door.
The air outside the hut seemed to be sensitive, and the pale blue sè demon vajra circle gradually appeared.
Outside the shabby robe of the black shadow, there was a pair of fluffy palms, and with a slight move, Yi Tianxing's melon seeds that fell on the ground flew over lightly. The black shadow grinned and swallowed melon seeds while saying, "You kid is not afraid of cold, so I won't add clothes to you." β