Meanwhile.

A certain mountain and a temple in the northern desert country, although the temple is small, but the five organs are complete, eight hundred Arhat Bodhisattvas are lined up among them, and there is a huge statue of the Buddha in the center, and the face is extremely solemn.

Underneath, however, was a kneeling little monk with a delicate face, his hands folded and muttering Buddhist scriptures.

The sandalwood in the incense burner on both sides curls, and the pilgrims who worship one after another, including some young girls, every time they worship, a pair of beautiful eyes glance at him from time to time, blushing.

"Amitabha...."

The abbot of the temple bowed down to see off the last group of pilgrims who came to worship in the temple, turned to look at the figure who was still kneeling on the ground, and clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the underworld has its own definition, the will of heaven is irreversible, and everything is nothing more than a cycle of cause and effect." ”

His eyes were claustrophobic, and he knelt in front of the huge statue of the Buddha, his lips moved, and he did not answer the abbot's words.

Seeing that Yuan was still like this, without the slightest intention of getting up, he walked in front of him and sighed, "Master, you have been kneeling here for an afternoon, and the little donor outside the mountain gate has also stood for a day, this day is getting late, and the temple is going to be closed..."

The words of the abbot of the temple fell, and after a while, Li Yuan opened his eyes, looked at the huge golden body of the Dharma statue in front of him, and said in confusion: "Abbot, do you say that my Buddha can hear my prayers?"

The abbot of the temple sighed, folded his hands and bowed deeply to the golden body of the statue, "Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't know, but my Buddha is merciful, and I also cut meat to feed the eagle back then, I believe that if there is fate, you must be able to hear the master's pious prayer." ”

He closed his eyes with some disappointment, and muttered: "Since I was a child, the master told the little monk that my Buddha's Buddha power is boundless, but now that the war is raging, every time I see those displaced donors, the little monk's hatred can't be suppressed, can't my Buddha solve my problem?"

"Amitabha, what my Buddha pays attention to is just a fateful word, there is a cycle of cause and effect between heaven and earth, everyone has cause and effect from birth, everything is predestined. The abbot shook his head and said.

"Cultivating fate?" opened his eyes, and said without sadness or bitterness: "Don't fight with fate?"

"It is said that I am a Buddha who purifies all sentient beings, and I have been a little monk since I was a child, often accompanying the ancient Buddha with the green lantern and reciting Buddhist scriptures every day, so why can't I purify those donors who have suffered from the war?"

"This is the purifying beings of my Buddha, so what's the point of me praying day and night!?"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, he stood up, and his steps unconsciously took a step back.

The abbot of the temple closed his eyes and said expressionlessly: "Amitabha, the will of heaven is irreversible, the mandate of heaven cannot be changed, the Buddha said: The Buddha has a fate, but it does not include those who do not believe in the Buddha, half-believe and half-doubt, the rain is not moist and rootless grass, the Dharma is wide and only crosses the fateful people, everything has long been doomed, master. Looking. ”

In this regard, Yu Yuan shook his head, "It is not the appearance of the little monk, the little monk worships the Buddha every day, and now he is very angry, why don't you see my Buddha come to cross me? Is this the so-called Pudu sentient beings? The little monk really doesn't understand." ”

"All the cycles of cause and effect are destined by heaven's will, so why should the master be upset in vain?" The abbot of the temple looked at the outside of the temple and said, "The sky is gone, why should the master be entangled here?"

He folded his hands together: "Amitabha, what the abbot said, the little monk knows it in his heart, but it is that obsession that is rooted in his heart and lingers, since the Buddha can't cross me, why should I worship the Buddha every day?"

"Amitabha, the Buddha said: right view, right thinking, right speech, right karma, right life, right side, right thought, right determination, the eight idiots, the so-called obsession is the state of mind, but greed, hatred, evil, this is the Theravada Buddhism in this world, practice is the process of clear mind, master, do you understand?"

Li Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he frowned and said, "Is the abbot saying that the little monk is not in a complete state of mind?"

The abbot of the temple nodded with a light smile, "The master practiced in the deep house of the temple, his ears did not hear the things outside the window, and he only practiced Theravada Buddhism. ”

Looking at Yuan's gradually enlightened eyes, he continued to smile: "In the cultivation, all the people who appear in her life are superfluous, they are all destined, she will teach you some things that you have never touched, you may be happy, resentful, jealous, and it is in this contact that you gradually realize, this is growth." ”

"The master asked why he didn't purify all sentient beings, if the people in the world had no evil thoughts, no trace of their own desires, why did they come to seek the protection of the Buddha, the Buddha crossed the destined people, single-minded good, only idealistic. ”

Yuan closed his eyes slightly, bent down and saluted, and folded his hands, "Amitabha, the original abbot is a high-ranking monk, and the little monk is not as good as the Buddha." ”

The abbot of the temple laughed and said the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, the poor monk is just a mountain monk, but he is not as good as the master." ”

"According to the abbot, what is Mahayana Buddhism?"

Hearing this, the abbot glanced down the mountain, "This is the Zen machine practiced by the master, and the Buddha said: Don't say, don't say." ”

He stared at the abbot of the temple for a long time, and said word by word: "One day, I will cultivate Mahayana Buddhism, cut off my obsessions, and purify all sentient beings." ”

In this way, the little monk thanked the abbot for his kindness. ”

Hearing this, the abbot nodded, did not speak, and watched the figure of Yuan gradually disappear from his sight.

"He ended up on this path. ”

A sigh suddenly came from behind him, but the abbot of the temple was unimpressed, shook his head and said, "This is his way." You don't have to force him to follow your old path, the world is theirs after all. ”

A short time later, an old man in a brahlobe robe walked out of the backyard on crutches.

But his path will not be too smooth. ”

The abbot's gaze seemed to penetrate all things, and he saw the figure that had been waiting hard at the foot of the mountain, and said with a smile: "If you haven't tasted hard work, how can you say it?"

"Look again...."

At the foot of the mountain, a figure in a plain shirt has been standing on the steps up the mountain, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on her body, stretching for a long time.

"Little monk, you finally came out, my feet are almost unconscious!"

"Amitabha, Master Li, why are you waiting here?" looked at Li Nanshuang and said with a wry smile.

"I said don't call me Li Shizhu anymore, Li Shizhu, people have names, you can just call me Shuang'er. ”

Liyuan sighed, "You've been out with me for a few days, aren't you afraid that your family will worry if you don't go back for so long?"

Li Nanshuang shook her head and waved her hand, and said with a smile: "He doesn't have time to care about me, how about it?

The little girl leaned over and laughed, and the snow white in front of her suddenly revealed a large patch.

Liyuan's eyes suddenly closed, and his hands hurriedly folded, "Sins and sins, Amitabha!"

Li Nanshuang looked at Yuan's appearance, covered her cherry lips and giggled, "I didn't expect you little monk to be so interesting." ”

The sound like a silver bell resounded in his ears, causing ripples in the mood of the ancient well that had been practicing for a long time.

"That.. Why don't the little monk carry the donor down the mountain. Li Yuan didn't look at Li Nanshuang's eyes, stared at Dao's feet, and said.

As soon as these words came out, Li Nanshuang was obviously stunned, as if she didn't expect him to say this, and then a sweet smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, "Okay." ”

Yuan stepped forward, bent over and bowed, and then, there was a sudden soft feeling on his back, and at the same time, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly condensed, holding his hands on the legs of the mutton fat like jade, and walked down the mountain step by step.

"Little monk, you haven't told me if you're coming tomorrow?"

"Little monk, where are you going?"

"Little monk, shall I talk to you?"

"Little monk...."