The entrance of the boundless fruit is indeed a little sour, but it is not sweet and sour as the young monk said, and there is a trace of bitterness in the sourness, like an unripe wild fruit.

"How does it taste?" The young monk saw Bai Yun's expression become strange, and he was very puzzled.

The young monk asked again, "But there is sweetness in the sourness, and the teeth and cheeks are sweet?"

Bai Yun wiped away the blood-colored fruit pulp that remained on his lips, frowned lightly and shook his head and replied, "I didn't taste sweet, maybe the fruit is not ripe yet." ”

The young monk smiled knowingly, and explained without humility or arrogance: "No, no, it's not that the endless fruit is not ripe, but that the donor has a scab in his heart that has not yet been untied. ”

The young monk's words were like a knife stabbing Bai Yun's heart, and Bai Yun fell silent.

"The bitterness you taste is the taste of your heart. The young monk restrained his smile and said calmly.

Bai Yun smiled bitterly, and tapped his fingers on the body of the divine sword: "Maybe." ”

"Why do you black tiger like to eat this fruit? Bai Yun was reluctant to continue the topic, and his gaze shifted to the black tiger.

The young monk is full of the old abbot of the Buddha Hall, and his gas is flat and traceless: "Because the boundless fruit can remove the fishy breath on its body"

As he spoke, the young monk stroked the hair of the black tiger, which snuggled up to him like a kitten.

"Go to the fishy smell?" Bai Yun's gaze returned to the boundless fruit in his palm, it turned out that the reason why the big black cat did not have the slightest fishy smell was because of this boundless fruit.

"It doesn't eat meat?" Bai Yun asked curiously.

The young monk glanced down at the black tiger, shook his head, and replied calmly, "It has already taken refuge in my Buddha." ”

Bai Yun couldn't cry or laugh: "There are still tigers in this world who are willing to be monks?"

The gray-clothed monk didn't refute, probably because he felt that facts speak louder than words, so he picked the grass and sent it into the mouth of the black tiger, and the black tiger chewed it with relish.

Feed the tiger graze!

Bai Yun was dumbfounded.

"It has eaten all the meat in this life, and it can only be a vegetarian in the future. The young monk played a dumb riddle.

Bai Yun has never been a master at dismantling dumb riddles, so after thinking for a while, he asked, "What is the explanation of this?"

"Amitabha. The young monk closed his eyes, his face became ugly, and his hand kept plucking the rosary.

Bai Yun didn't know why, so he stuffed the remaining Boundless Fruit into his mouth, and sat quietly by the campfire and waited for the next step.

The young monk took a deep breath and said: "It was originally a thousand-year-old tiger demon on the big snow mountain, Ru people drink human blood, the sin is heavy, I don't know how many people have fallen in its bloody mouth, later, I don't know which way the fairy pressed it under a mountain in the big snow mountain, let it drink hundreds of years of wind, frost and snow dew, just when the little monk passed by, chatted with it on the mountain for seven days and seven nights, saw it go through all the vicissitudes of life, regretted everything in the past, decided to change the past, the little monk crossed it and took it out of the big snow mountain. ”

The young monk's fingers seemed to be flicking the pipa, and stroked along the back of the black tiger: "Why is the fishy smell on its body too heavy, the little monk is afraid that it will be infected by the fishy smell and have evil thoughts, and repeat the mistakes of the past, so he ventured to the cliff wall of the Great Snow Mountain to pick no cliff fruit, hoping to wash away the fishy smell on its body." ”

"How do you know that it will truly repent, and if it goes down the mountain, wouldn't it be a sin to go on a killing spree?" Bai Yun said worriedly.

"Eyes don't lie. The young monk's eyes were as clear as clear water.

"Everything pays attention to a fateful word, it has been pressed under the snowy mountain for hundreds of years, only the little monk passing by, and only the little monk can save it, if the little monk turns a blind eye and sweeps the snow in front of the door, maybe it will have to wait for hundreds of years to regain its freedom, if the little monk does not save it, who else can save it?" the young monk said with a frank smile.

The young monk's words were like an enlightenment, and Bai Yun fell silent.

Buddha?

The two were silent for a long time, and the young monk took the lead in saying, "By the way, the little monk hasn't asked the donor's name yet." ”

"My name is Bai Yun. Bai Yun said.

"The sky is white and the sky is free, what a good name. The young monk said in pieces.

"What about you. Bai Yunhui asked.

"The little monk is called the fool. The young monk replied with his hands together.

"Fa Fool?" Bai Yun recited the monk's Dharma name again, as if he was very surprised by this title.

Fa Yu scratched his bare head, laughed at himself, and said: "This Dharma name was given by the little monk's master for the little monk, as for why it is called Fa Yu, it is probably because the master and his old man feel that the little monk is stupid in his talent in comprehending the Dharma, and his wisdom is not enough." ”

"What are you doing in Jiangnan?" Bai Yun chewed the boundless fruit in his mouth carefully, still bitter and unswallowable.

Fa Yu smiled bitterly a few times, and put his hand on the bonfire to warm up: "It's funny, the little monk was driven out by the master, the master said that if you want to participate in the Buddha and realize the Buddha, you must first observe all living beings, so let the little monk go out to travel, and walk thousands of miles to go back, the little monk can't move his old man, so he has to follow the teacher's order to travel down the mountain, and now two years have passed, and he has traveled thousands of miles, and the master is also old, so he should go back to the temple to take a look, so as to take care of his old man." ”

Fa Yu patted the black tiger on the back, and the black tiger stood up with understanding after eating and drinking, stretched his waist and then didn't forget to glance at Bai Yun when he left.

The boundless darkness of the night was deep and lonely, and there were only two people left except for the sound of rushing water.

Fa Yu smiled coldly: "Bai Yun Shaoxia, do you have the heart to listen to the little monk's heartfelt complaints?"

Seven years ago, there was a gray-clothed old monk staggered up to the Muru Temple, the old monk still breathed his last breath, please Fa Yu if he has the opportunity to go down the mountain in the future, he will definitely help a person out of confusion for him, and that person has a free name, that time Fa Yu is only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, not through the world, and I don't know what the gray-clothed old monk means, and then Fa Yu knew that the gray-clothed old monk had come to the next seat to move the world.

The shadows of the two were stretched slender by the moonlight, and in the face of Fa Yu's flickering gaze, Bai Yun nodded.

"The little monk has been an orphan since he was a child, and his parents were killed in a sea of fire... ”

The word orphan inexplicably plucked Bai Yun's heartstrings, like a needle piercing straight into his heart.

"Fortunately, the master rescued the little monk and survived. ”

Speaking of this, Bai Yun noticed that Fa Yu's face did not have a trace of waves, and his eyes were still as clear as promise, as if he was indifferent to all this.

Although the master and his old man are extremely harsh on the little monk, but the little monk understands that gold is not refined into red, jade is not cut into the truth, this trip to the little monk is really eye-opening, the so-called Buddha is not only the scriptures in the Buddhist scriptures, but also the vast world. ”

In fact, before traveling, the little monk also had nostalgia for what happened to him when he was a child. Fa Yu's smile gradually retracted, and he continued: "I often ask myself, why am I the one who has suffered the great change?"

Fa Yu paused, and his clear eyes fell on the sparkling Yangtze River: "But after seeing all the living beings in this world, I realized a truth, the cycle of cause and effect, everything has its own laws, and the origin and extinction are just a process, since you can't catch it, let it go with the wind, too much obsession will only make it difficult for you to walk." ”

Later, the little monk thought about it carefully, and this turned out to be the purpose of the master and his old man to let the little monk go out to travel. Fa Yu smiled calmly.

After listening to the words of the young monk, the white clouds are like a spring breeze, and the heart has never been relaxed and happy, although the words of Fa Yu are simple and unpretentious, but they are better than every sentence to punish the heart, and the shackles in his heart are untied layer by layer, the withered lotus pond is full of wind and sand, Li Jingxi discussed the Buddhist language with him through the mirage morning tower, naturally he was afraid that he would be obsessed with hatred and walk into the crooked road, the sky is wide, since the gray-clothed old monk has put it down, why can't he let it go?

Buddha, the people of the world.

Leiyin Temple was full of blood, and the old support tearfully chose to let go of forgiveness, instead of revenge snow marks, this kind of light and wind and moon chest is the mind of the Buddha? For Buddhism, at such a moment, Bai Yun seems to have understood a little.

"Let go of the demons, the road is natural. Bai Yun seemed to hear that familiar voice, not light nor heavy, haunting the soul dream, slowly floating from the river: "Don't be angry with sentient beings, don't hate sentient beings, I hope you don't live up to the expectations of being a teacher." ”

"Master!" Bai Yun was stunned, sweeping his eyes, and there was only the turbulent eastward flow of the river on the open river.

He fell to his knees with a puff, two lines of hot tears flickering faintly in the darkness, and his eyes were covered with a layer of white.

After a long time, the wind dried his tears, and he sat back down by the campfire.

"Baiyun donor?" the Fa Yu monk called softly.

Baiyun stared at the swaying firelight, his expression wooden.

After eating a cold closed door, Fa Yu was as bright and warm as before, and he asked again: "Baiyun donor, the southern Buddha and the north are all the national religions of Daliang, and the Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River is flourishing, and there are thousands of Buddhist temples, I don't know which one you are going to?"

The white clouds were like a hollow valley, silent for a long time.

Fa Yu didn't mind, and restrained his smile slightly, waiting patiently for Bai Yun's answer.

Bai Yun spit out three words: "Muru Temple." ”

Originally, the whereabouts of this trip down the mountain must not be revealed to the outside world, but for some reason, from the first sight, Bai Yun believed in the gray-robed monk in front of him from the bottom of his heart, maybe this is what the world calls fate.

Fa Yu obviously didn't expect Bai Yun's answer, and was overjoyed: "Really?"

Bai Yun nodded in confirmation, "What's the matter?"

Fa Yu grinned: "It turns out that the donor will go to the same place as the little monk. ”

"The same?" Bai Yun wondered, "Are you a disciple of Muru Temple?"

"Not bad. Fa Yu smiled, and stopped the movement of the rosary in his hand.

"Great!" Bai Yun was ecstatic, he couldn't imagine that Fa Yu was actually a disciple of Muru Temple.

"I can't hide it, I'm a disciple of Jixia. Bai Yun no longer hid it, and revealed his identity fifty or fifty.

"Hey, hey, that's a good place, but... Fa Yu's brows narrowed slightly, and he wondered: "Master has taught the little monk since he was a child, Buddhism and Taoism cannot be connected, what are you doing as a Taoist disciple in Muru Temple?"

Bai Yuncai suddenly remembered that Fa Yu had been traveling outside for two years, so he told him the ins and outs of this trip down the mountain.

"Exterminate the remnants of the Heavenly Dragon Society?" Fa Yu said with surprise on his face after hearing the reason why Bai Yun went down to the south of the Yangtze River.

"The Celestial Dragon will do many evils and should be exterminated. But when he said the last four words, Bai Yun's tone dropped significantly, and in his mind, the black-clothed figure lingered.

The young monk on the side silently lowered his head and was silent.