Chapter 12: Gou Jian and the Husband
The sky is clear and the wind is clear, and the warm light shines brightly through the heart field, which is the era of autumn harvest and fertile wheat and prosperity.
The group of people put aside their swords and walked into the country of Wu. Zixuan'er's death is just a matter of nostalgia, and Mu Ran recalls the past.
Gao Yu followed the guidance of Bao Bao, classified as a registered disciple, returned to Chu State to settle down and buy land, and enjoyed peace.
Xiong Lu followed Zhou Tong to travel around the world, see the world, and prepare to return to Qiyun Mountain in a few days.
Nan Gongsun looked at Wu Guo'er, and his heart was straight and melancholy, and it was difficult to return to his previous expectations, and he was happy.
Qin Huizhi took three taels of gold, walked out of the courtyard of the canopy, and entered the carved stone treasure.
The banquet invites everyone to eat delicious food, food aisles, and taste them one by one.
Live in a warm place in the fragrant room and drink the exquisite wine of rice grains. Everything that is used and spent is more expensive than the common people.
After Wu Guoer and everyone had a good time eating and having fun, they walked quietly on the road alone, thinking about the future.
The words of Bao Bao's predecessors made Wu Guoer's future path confused, full of depression and vain.
ββThe husband sent to capture and practice in Wu Guo, untied before respecting, and his smiling face was lined with a smile.
Gou Jianyan: Acting with will, sending tens of thousands of troops, harming people's livelihood in vain. Now that he has been captured, he reads the kindness of the first monk in the world, and wishes to live and work in peace and contentment, go to the heart of grandeur, and fulfill the foundation of loyalty.
When the husband heard this, he let Gou Jian go back to China.
The husband looks at the sky, sad thinking, if no one stands up to the sky and the earth, looking at his skyscraper thoughts, it is wanton and reckless, killing games.
Only when we have a reliance in our hearts can we know that peace and ability can be eliminated, and whether we kill or not, we must be broad-minded.
After Gou Jian returned to China, he was consciously exaggerated, did not endure hardships and degraded his livelihood.
Living in a grass house, paving his salary, compensating for his hard work.
The husband is benevolent and righteous, and he regards himself as a good monk in the world. Fortunately, he has faith in his heart, thinking that he can put down the mustard and deal with things calmly.
Hey, I don't know why I was persecuted in a narrow sense and died cheaply. insisted on making waves, and did not want to go back.
~What would I do if I didn't have the world's first monk?
~If I forget the first monk in the world, will I think I am still me?
~ The husband thinks quietly, maybe the future is waiting for the disaster to come, and my heart is both good and evil.
Zhou Tong and Xiong Lu inquired about the news of Wu Guo along the street, and heard that the husband had let Gou Jian go, and they were considerate of each other.
Today, the husband is old and weak, and he is already 400 years old, and the people of the surrounding countries are calling the husband a monk, and there is no doubt that he will have a long life of 300 monks.
Gou Jian is selfish but insists on his heart, and he lives without being questioned by others.
- "Maybe those who stick to their hearts in the future will be better than relying on others, but it's a pity that the number one monk in the world can't be relied on?" Gou Jian muttered to himself.
War consumes the people. Fight wars, occupy people's time. Failure and success, the soldiers and generals are rewarded, and the people are often there.
The strong and the strong are wrong, and the strong will be defeated.
If the people are cheap, they have no owner, and if they have no owner, they will be miserable. All the people are devastated by war. All the people who are responsible have laws to follow.
Born to override all living beings, dead and resurrected.
Stop fighting for the untouchables, and the wicked.
In order to care about life and stop fighting, ordinary people also.
Occupy a noble position, have no worries about food and clothing, and it will not be affected by war or not. I stop fighting to care about reputation, and people too.
Good for yourself, Gou practice self-encouragement.
Wealth is in the sky, the husband sighed.
- Living in this kind of world, streams, grasslands, and the western slopes.
Looking at the sky and seeing one's own wounds, it is difficult to enjoy happiness and integrate into desire.
I don't know what to pursue, it's empty.
Perhaps the ditch sea without desire cannot sink the vicissitudes of the steamer of history.
Life has always been so light, living elders, empty minds.
Tortured all the time, the oblique rubbing of the knife cutter.
Living in this world, the beliefs of the four great monks are looming from time to time.
There is no absolute main theme, confrontation with emptiness and emptiness.
Wandering thoughts, Xu Fei in the vast ruins.