Chapter 290: The Final Chapter of the Rainy River (2)
Buyukawa woke up. Shen Chi plopped and knelt on the ground, thanking God for his kindness. Yu Xingzhi's gloomy face finally showed a smile. But the imperial doctor touched his pulse, and when he came out, he still shook his head, "It should be a return to the light, just to see how long it will take to return to the light." β
Everyone's faces turned pale again.
Buyukawa himself can see it. He blamed everything he encountered in his dreams on what the Feast Bell said. He let everyone out, leaving only her and Ning Shuo.
He asked weakly, "I seem to have heard what you said in my dreams." I dreamed that I went to Lingnan. β
"I also saw Lan Shi's grave."
It's a pity that he didn't buy an umbrella after all.
Bu Yuchuan asked with difficulty: "Good boy, are you really a student of Lan Shi?" β
Feast Bell nodded, "Yes." Mr. taught me not only the heart, not only the feelings, but only all things in the world - he said that this was told to him by an old man, and I think about it now, it should be taught by him. β
Buyuchuan laughed, "Yes, I taught him." β
He likes Taoism and has read a lot of Taoism.
There are two sentences that I like very much, and they have turned into my own words.
These are exactly these two sentences that the feast bell said.
He didn't doubt that Feast Bell would lie to him, where could such a thing be made up.
His time was running out, and God actually lowered the curtain and let him know such a good thing.
He couldn't wait to ask, "How many years did your husband ...... It's a good time. β
The feast bell nodded, "Peace and joy." β
Bu Yuchuan smiled bitterly, "Don't lie to me, in that case, how can you be safe and happy." β
Feast Ling laughed and covered the quilt for him, "Boss, you will underestimate him, he can still have leisure in Lingnan to teach me to read, and there will be no other leisure and leisure?" β
Buyuchuan muttered: "Leisure? I'm afraid I don't want to speak. β
The feast bellman paused.
Because Buyukawa is not wrong at all. Now that I think about it, she doesn't know what Mr. looks like in the middle of the night, but it's always quiet during the day, so she should just be reluctant to speak, obviously he is sitting in that small courtyard, but it's like a pool of stagnant water.
Fortunately, the curtain hangs in the sky, although there is a dead end, but it also gives a way to live. Thinking of this, she lowered her head and didn't let Buyuchuan see the tears in her eyes.
But people are old and refined, how could Bu Yuchuan not see that her expression was different, and his expression was lonely: "You don't have to comfort me, I also know his temperament, and he must be complaining about me." β
Feast Bell smiled, "The old gentleman guessed correctly, he was really angry at first, but then he slowly figured it out. β
Buyuchuan: "Figured it out? β
Feast Bell: "Yes, figured it out, he said......"
She looked at Ning Shuo, remembering what Ning Shuo wanted her to say, and a pair of moist eyes were full of seriousness, "Old gentleman, he said, the wind never ends, the rain never ends, and when you look at the tall buildings, you see the buildings collapse, all kinds of floating worlds, all the thoughts in your heart are all in creation, and you can live freely by accepting them calmly." Perhaps a person's life is like the avenue, which is just to frustrate its sharpness, resolve its disputes, and its light, and its dust. β
She paused at this point and said, "I like to read Buddhism, and I have some insights after listening to his words. β
Buyuchuan was stunned for a moment, "You say." β
Feast bell: "The Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment for a long time, and I can't ask for it and can't let go." But life is created by oneself, the phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is incarnated, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change. β
"Mr.'s heart has not changed from beginning to end, and all the things in the world have been created in him is just the eight hardships of life, and in the end, it is only six words."
Buyuchuan: "Which six words?" β
Feast bell: "There is no thought, there is no name." β
"There is no thought...... Nameless. Bu Yuchuan read a few times, and suddenly laughed, "Yes, you have no thoughts, you have no name, he has enlightened, Lan Shi has enlightened." β
He laughed and laughed and cried, and his whole body trembled, and after a while, he said: "Little girl, you are his disciple, since you understand him so well, then you can tell ...... You tell me what he'd do for me if he was here. β
The feast bell lowered his eyes and couldn't bear to say: "He will fulfill the old man." β
"You can do whatever you want. You don't have to worry about anyone......"
Ning Shuo had been kneeling there just now, and finally took over the conversation at this moment, and said solemnly: "Sir, you don't have to worry about me, now ...... Your time is short, you can do whatever you want. β
He kowtowed three times, "Sir, if I become your disciple and just stop you from asking, then the disciple will not be able to realize his own Tao in this life." β
Bu Yuchuan turned his head with difficulty and looked over, and found that this little disciple had a resolute face, clear eyebrows and eyes, and was not empty words, he smiled with relief, "Okay...... All right. β
This is his disciple of Buyuchuan, and this is the heir he wants.
He beckoned, asked Ning Shuo to step forward, held his hand and said, "I was the first to recognize you as a student, and I said with my conscience that it was because you were like Lan Shi." But later, I found out that you and Lan Shi are similar and not similar. You are younger than Lan Shi, but you are more stable and sensible. β
"Now, I want to tell you that no matter who you are, I am willing to recognize you as a disciple when I see you. But you followed me, and before a few days of good life, you followed me on this muddy road, and I saw that you already had your own ambitions...... In that case, Ah Shuo, I have something to say to you. β
Ning Shuo: "Please teach me." β
Bu Yuchuan: "You have a relationship with the Sui family, speaking of which, the Sui family owes you a favor." I'm afraid I can't repay this kindness, after all, there is no one in his house. But fate is sin, and it may not be said. β
"I know, when you were visiting the Suijia case, through these case files, through everyone's confessions, you saw the figure of Sui Bo Ying Yuyu walking alone in the middle of the night, you admired it, and you were willing to follow itββ"
Ning Shuo was moved: "Sir......"
Bu Yuchuan coughed, his mouth became more and more bitter, interrupted his words, and said dryly: "But Ah Shuo, this road is really difficult, even Sui Boying has selfish intentions, he doesn't even dare to bring his own son to this road." β
"You, why do you follow him?"
"I also have selfish intentions, I am reluctant for you to embark on this muddy road, and I am afraid that something will happen to you...... Ah Shuo, you, you have to think clearly......"
After he finished speaking, he coughed violently, probably because of the bitterness in his heart.
Ning Shuo patted him on the back while comforting him, "Sir, generation after generation, someone has to do these things. Otherwise, the people of the world do not know how many people will die. β
"The country will not be ...... for long"
He said, "My heart has been determined, and I will not change it in this life." But I'm not going to be reckless, and I'm not going to follow ...... Fight alone like Lord Boying. β
"I'm going to be very careful, very careful to do this."
"I'll do the same, sir, don't worry about me."
Bu Yuchuan laughed, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, laughed thoroughly, looked at the yarn tent with two eyes, and said: "Boying, I'm worthy of you, I found you a martyr." β
"I'm worthy of you...... Don't be mad with me, don't be mad with me. β
The feast bell knelt on the ground, wept silently, and turned his head away, feeling uncontrollable sadness for the old man who was about to be martyred.
The fifth watch the day before yesterday
(End of chapter)