Until the bright moon in the sky, the music of the Orchid Garden still does not stop, the cold and deserted Orchid Garden from the afternoon song sound, people come and go to the door of the city, the melodious music attracts the disciples of the various factions who live in the surrounding area and have nothing to do, some monks in the temple also smell the sound of the music along the vine and touch the melon, there are many people who are familiar with the rhythm of the music in the crowd of onlookers, see Lin Xueshu Fuqin playing the elegant and elegant, the itchy hands are unbearable, and after a song is played, they will come forward to receive the music, so the wonderful sound of the Orchid Garden continues, and the east courtyard of the Muru Temple has always been pure.

The preoccupied white clouds have no intention of appreciating, walking out of the Orchid Garden alone, passing through the gravel paved tree-lined paths, coming to the incense mist that is diffuse, and there is the image of the Buddha sitting on the flat of the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping strolling and relaxing, at this time there is no one in the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping Liao is cold and clear, and it is about that even the monks and children who sweep the floor on weekdays have run to the Orchid Garden to listen to the music.

Bai Yun walked to the bronze incense burner placed in the middle of the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping, probably the pure place of Buddhism will always make people's hearts pure, looking at the rising incense mist, the brows that are twisted into a ball stretch slightly.

Bai Yun was at a loss, and he was not afraid that the wooden sword would be lit by the incense embers, so he put the wooden sword with a pitch-black body on the edge of the incense burner, closed his palms together and closed his ten fingers, and bowed three times towards the scene of the big Buddha sitting on the lawn.

After that, Bai Yun retrieved the wooden sword and sat down on the steps of the stone path leading to the mortal world under the Ten Thousand Buddha Flat.

The thousands of green lanterns lit by the monks and children in the temple in the evening are fluttering in the wind.

This situation and this scene reminded Bai Yun of the old Buddhist temple outside Beiyan City.

The night was quiet, and someone approached slowly.

The young monk gently played with the Buddha beads, dressed in a gray monk's robe that had been sewn and mended, and stopped beside Bai Yun.

"Baiyun donor, do you have something on your mind?" The young monk also looked along the stone road, and the thousand green lanterns were like a thousand green lotuses floating and fluttering.

Bai Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"In addition to the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping in Muru Temple, there are many places to enjoy the scenery, but do you want to go for a walk with the little monk to relax?" The young monk who had traveled thousands of miles and watched all living beings in the world return to the temple turned around, and left without caring whether Bai Yun agreed or not.

The sad young man withdrew his gaze from the mountains, looked back at the back of the young monk, and slowly stood up.

The wood is like a mountain continuously, the mountains and peaks are surrounded by horizontal mountains, and the walls stand thousands of miles.

On a mountain cliff that deviated from the main peak, a man with a wooden sword and a gray-clothed monk stopped side by side on the edge of the cliff.

The cliff opposite the main peak of Muruji Temple has a strange shape, like a platform rising from the side of the straight peak, and it seems to be floating on the cliff.

Looking from the cliff, you can just see the big Buddha that goes straight to the mountainside, and then look farther, and the big Buddha is in front of the mouth, which is the mouth of the Yangtze River gourd.

The green lanterns surround the mountains and soar upwards, and you can also see it as far as the eye can see.

The moonlight is like mercury pouring to the ground, and the magnificent and majestic Buddha seems to be also clothed in a silver-white light veil, sitting from the nine heavens, and the faint Buddha light is overflowing around.

Fa Yu saw the wonderful image of the Buddha, and immediately bowed deeply.

The white clouds were like wooden stakes, looking at the huge seated Buddha with silver light.

"It seems that the knot buried deep in your heart has not yet been untied. Fa Yu's gaze slowly shifted and fell on Bai Yun, "That night, you and the little monk had a long talk on the bank of the Yangtze River, and the little monk thought that he had helped you untie the knot in his heart, and he was happy for several days." ”

Fa Yu laughed at himself: "It seems that the little monk's Taoism is still not good. ”

Bai Yun shook his head and said calmly: "It's me who is too obsessed and has nothing to do with you." ”

"Then the donor is here to talk about what is obsession?" Fa Yu stopped fiddling with the Buddha beads in his hand and asked.

Bai Yun opened his mouth and stammered, wanting to speak and stopping, the two words of obsession were too vague, and he could not answer what obsession was.

"Does the donor think that hatred and obsession are the same?" The Fa Yu came as soon as he opened his mouth, as if a monk who had attained the Tao was sitting on the altar to discuss the Fa, and the words were sonorous.

"I don't know. Bai Yun shook his head in reply.

"A mountain is a Buddha, and a Buddha is a mountain. Fa Yu's eyes swept away, stretched out his hand to the silver Buddha, and said: "The big Buddha of Muru Temple is famous all over the world, it can be called a wonder, and it is also the largest Buddha statue in the world, built at the beginning of the opening of Muru Temple, but the process of construction is not satisfactory, and it took a whole Jiazi to complete it before and after. ”

Fa Yu's eyes lit up, and he continued: "Do you know why Muru Temple has to spend so much effort to build a great Buddha?"

"Why?" Bai Yun asked.

Fa Yu pointed to the Hulukou of the Yangtze River in the distance and said: "Hundreds of years ago, the people were struggling to make a living, the war spread from the north all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, and 300,000 souls rested at the bottom of the Hulukou River. ”

Bai Yun stared at the sparkling gourd mouth looming in the night, his face was ugly, and there were 300,000 dead souls lying at the bottom of the river at the mouth of the gourd?

Fa Yu said calmly: " For hundreds of years, the 300,000 tragic death of the soul of the gourd mouth of the soul is not dispersed, so the water here is stormy, especially when the wind and rain come, a big wave can easily overturn the ship, so the innocent businessmen who accidentally died in the gourd mouth are innumerable, the old host opened the temple on the Muru Mountain is to reduce the water potential, suppress the Hulukou soul, and because the gourd mouth is located in the north of the Muru Temple, so the buildings in the temple are all sitting in the south and looking north, but the 300,000 dead souls are monstrous, only by the power of the Muru Temple can not be suppressed at all, the 300,000 dead souls also tried to occupy the magpie's nest and swallow the Mu Rushan, fortunately the old host led the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect to disperse the souls。 ”

Bai Yun was silent, waiting for the following, looking at the mouth of the gourd in a trance, 300,000 lives were buried at the bottom of the river because of the emperor's dispute, sleeping with the earth and the cold river water, and the bones were gone.

Fa Yu paused, and continued: "When all the elders were helpless, the old host resolutely decided to build a big Buddha at the foot of Muru Mountain, in order to suppress the resentful gourd mouth soul. ”

Fa Yu clasped his hands together again and said reverently: "Since the completion of the Great Buddha, except for the wind and rain, the water at the mouth of the gourd has really slowed down greatly, and the ships do not have to be afraid. ”

"The four heads of Muru Temple have spent a year to build the Buddha, just to be able to keep the Hulukou safe and protect the common people, which is an obsession. Fa Yu said word by word, categorically.

Bai Yun quietly bowed his head, before going to Lengfu to get the secret letter, he thought that he had enlightened the Buddha and Zen, untied the knot in his heart and let go of hatred, but it was not until the man in black who was wearing a cold black iron mask and like a demon really appeared in front of him, he suddenly realized that everything was just self-deception, in the fierce battle of Lengfu, he was willing to exchange his life, just to avenge the murder of the man in black, but he was desperate to pull out the image of Taifeng with the power of the string, but he still couldn't hurt the man in black, the man in black disagreed, and at the same time, he also dropped an intriguing sentence。

Regarding that ulterior motive sentence, even if he wants to break his head in these nights, Bai Yun has no way to delve into it, and all the mysteries may only be solved when the man in black appears again.

"The obsession is too deep, like a double-sided blade, and if the obsession is used well, it is a guiding light in the boundless night, which can help you guide you out of the road through the long darkness, but if it is not used well, it is a raging flame, and the fire is too big and will only play with fire and burn itself. The young monk shook his head and sighed.

The gray-clothed monk took another step forward, his front toes hung on the cliff, and his heels stepped on the soft soil of the cliff, and he could hear the sound of gravel and sand falling off the cliff, which was shocking, and he saw that he was about to fall into the abyss at the slightest mistake, but the monk was not afraid, and put his hands together and said: "The devil is not terrible, the terrible thing is that you dare not take this step, although the cliff is bottomless, the slightest carelessness can swallow me, I deviated from the sword, and this step was not only cut off the fear of the demon, nor did I fall into the cliff." ”

"Why don't you try to really take this step?" Fa Yu stretched out another hand, wanting Bai Yun to stand on the edge of the cliff together.

"Beware!" Bai Yun said in shock.

Fa Yu looked down, and the three-foot ground under his feet couldn't bear his own weight like a porcelain bowl cracking.

The next moment, the ground cracked into gravel and mud and fell off the cliff, and Fa Yu was grabbed by Bai Yun and pulled back to the cliff when he fell.

Afterwards, Bai Yun looked at the bottom of the bottomless cliff, and the gravel and mud hit the cliff wall like a beast howling, and he sat on the ground panting and broke out in a cold sweat.

The gray-robed monk who escaped death with his life hanging by a thread looked calm, rolled up his gray sleeves to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, and chattered and said, "Amitabha, thank you Buddha for your blessing." ”

"Why don't you thank me more. Bai Yun said breathlessly.

The gray-clothed monk smiled warmly and said, "Thank you for saving me." ”

"Let's go. Bai Yun glanced at the big Buddha sitting on his lap and said.

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After returning to the main peak, Fa Yu no longer said anything to Bai Yun, he understood the truth of all returning to the heart, and the only way to get out of the inner demon was to rely on Bai Yun himself, so he returned to his residence to practice his homework.

The white clouds with palpitations wander in the temple, the bright moon is in the sky, the ten thousand Buddha Ping where pilgrims are followed by pilgrims on weekdays, at this moment it is even more cold and depressed, quiet and empty, the faint music from the Orchid Garden does not know when to stop, but the white clouds still have no return.

Baiyun walked into the sea hall, walked up to the second floor along the stairs on the side of the main hall, the wind blew into the hall, the green lights swayed, the Buddha sea on the second floor was like a forest, and the white clouds carefully looked at each Buddha statue with different expressions, and the mood of the ups and downs gradually calmed down.

Hurried footsteps suddenly came from the Ten Thousand Buddha Flat, and Bai Yun wondered, who else would come to the empty Haihui Hall at such a late hour? Could it be the monk in charge of the night vigil?

But the figure who walked into the hall first shocked Bai Yun's body, and he was obviously a disciple of the Qingxuan Sword Sect.

"It's so late, what are the people from the Qingxuan Sword Sect doing here?" Bai Yun said in his heart.

Immediately after entering the hall was a white-eyed old monk, Bai Yun's heart jumped again, he recognized this monk, one of the elders of Muru Temple who participated in the meeting of Muru Temple during the day.

After confirming that there was no one in the hall, the Qingxuan Sword Sect disciple and the white-eyed old monk sneakily ascended to the second floor.