Xiao Shu is conceited and deep, the ordinary wind and cold epidemic is difficult to invade, but Xiao Zhaohua is very weak, a little inferior to ordinary people, plus running all the way, it is even weaker, it is understandable to really be infected with this unknown epidemic, but if it is really like the monk said that there is no cure, it will be difficult to do, Xiao Shu does not know any medical skills, and he feels a little helpless at the moment.

Xiao Shu lightly pointed at the center of Xiao Xiaohua's eyebrows, and slowly poured the inner yuan into it, only to realize that his meridians were so slender, if he was not careful, he would shatter them, and he was afraid that he would return with a little probe, and a mistake would endanger his life.

Xiao Shu's face was calm, and under his exquisite traction, the inner yuan was divided into one after another, respectively wandering in the eight veins of the strange meridians of the little flower, but all the places that blocked the stagnation were slowly washed away, and it was surrounded by three weeks from bottom to top, and finally the remnants of the inner yuan gathered in the lower dantian of the little flower.

In the haze, the tweed muttered Xiao Shu's name, as if he was soaking in a hot spring, the original fatigue was swept away, and his pale face became a lot more ruddy.

This practice is extremely draining, not only the control of the inner element should be extremely fine, step by step, according to the situation, but what is more difficult is that the meridians of the small flower are slender, so that the consumption of the inner element is on a higher level, but for a moment, Xiao Shu actually felt a little tired, seeing that the little flower had a state of waking up, he turned his head and said, "Sleep, keep the food for you." ”

Xiao Yuhua fell asleep again when he heard the words, Shanfa apologized to Xiao Shu, and took the two of them around the pagoda and came to the squatter where they lived, the room was not big, a futon, a wooden bed, a table, a bamboo chair, and a pot of potted plants with some rough by the window, which was not planted with precious flowers and trees, but scattered grass.

Yun Temple is big, the monks are not much, each monk has his own dormitory, in the Buddhism can be regarded as a very good condition, many people are not willing to go to other places, just run to the cloud temple, whether it is really to see through the red dust or good, just to mix the food or eat, of course, the cloud temple is not everyone to receive, but once accepted, the basic food, drink and accommodation is definitely not worried.

The donor smiled, this is the little monk's room, if you don't dislike it, you can rest here for a while, and in half an hour, Uncle Xiaoyue will come out, and the little monk will come to take the donor over. He smiled reluctantly, he didn't have the heart to continue chatting with Xiao Shu at the moment, he wanted to find his master and ask him clearly.

"Little Master, can you also decoct a medicine for my little brother, he may have a cold. Xiao Shu thought for a while and said.

Shanfa originally wanted Xiao Shu to go to the pharmacy to get it by himself, but after thinking about it, he gave up, not to mention that outsiders are not allowed to enter and leave the temple now, and he violated his own master by bringing Xiao Shu in.

Before leaving, he also took a special look at Xiao Zhaohua's face and checked his pulse, but from the point of view of the disease, it was indeed similar to the wind and cold, but he was not sure, because the people who were sick at the mountain gate were also like this before, but in the end, none of them got better, all of them died, and every day there were monks who carried the corpses away, and every day they could hear the death spell in the back mountain.

The good law hides something in his heart, and he walks all the way, constantly turning the rosary in his hand, and reciting the heart sutra, but where can the heart sutra that he memorizes on weekdays calm his mind, the more he reads it, the more urgent he goes, the faster the Buddha beads are dialed.

Along the way, someone called him as if he hadn't heard it, and then he looked up and had arrived in front of the master's meditation room, and his steps paused, and the mood that originally wanted to rush in to question was also calmed down, but he hesitated when it came to the end, after all, he had never contradicted the master, let alone questioned the master.

The Buddha beads in his hand flickered quickly and slowly, and the face of the good law was also gloomy and sunny, and he raised his hand several times to lock the door, but he put it down, and finally sighed, and turned around to see an old monk standing behind him.

"If the heart is turbid, how can the heart be turbid?" The monk was dressed in a yellow monk's robe, wearing a somewhat whitish robe, and pointed to his heart with a smile.

"The abbot is taught. Shanfa hurriedly bowed his head and said, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart, feeling that he was wandering in front of this door and was all seen by the abbot.

"Go, if you really want to say something, go in and say it, don't hide it in your heart, although the senior brother has a bad temper, he is not an unreasonable person. The abbot laughed.

Shanfa nodded with a straight face, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door, only to hear a few coughs coming from the meditation room, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come in." ”

Good death walked into the room, it was still a familiar picture, the master was facing the statue of Buddha Shakya, meditating with his eyes closed, the sandalwood had already burned out, the window had not been opened in the house for a long time, and the strong smell of sandalwood made the good death a little breathless.

The precepts have been locked in the meditation room every day, even if they don't even come out to eat, they are all sent by the good law every day, and I don't know if it's an illusion or a reality, the good law always feels that the master is getting thinner and thinner day by day.

"If Senior Brother doesn't come, how long do you plan to go around in front of the door?" The precepts didn't look back, they asked in a hoarse voice, and without waiting for the good fa's answer, they sighed and said, "Alas, you are indecisive, how did you become my disciple of the precepts." ”

"What the master taught is that. Shanfa bowed his head and said.

"Ahem, if you have anything to say, when do you want your master to wait outside the door?" At this time, the precepts finally stood up and re-lit three incense sticks.

Shanfa Fang was shocked to realize that the abbot came here to find Shizun where there would be other things, but the two of them just caught up, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "Master, the disciple only wants to ask one thing here." ”

"You want to ask me why I don't let the people at the gate of the mountain enter the temple?" the precept sat back on the futon, but this time he was facing the good dharma.

"Yes. The good Dharma answered, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and looked directly at the precepts.

"Okay, for the teacher, let me ask you, what is life and death?"

"Life and death are reincarnation, a fixed number, unavoidable, and inescapable. Shanfa thought about it again and again, and said cautiously.

"Okay, in that case, do those lives or deaths in front of the mountain gate count as a fixed number, do they count as reincarnation?" asked the precepts.

"What does this have to do with whether or not the master let them enter the temple?" asked Shanfa puzzled.

"If they died because I didn't let them enter the monastery, is this life and death in my hands?"

"This ......" I don't know how to answer, even if they are not allowed to enter the temple, but if it is said that the fate of life and death is all in the master's heart, it is just the last straw that crushes the camel, can it be said that the camel collapsed because of this straw?

"If the sin is in me, no matter how many lives, I have memorized the precepts, and it doesn't hurt to go down to hell to give them their lives and praise their lives, why don't you let them enter the temple, just because there is no Buddha in this temple who can cross sentient beings, inside or outside, there is no difference for them, but for you, I don't know what this mountain gate can block, I just hope that the Bodhisattva can hear my daily prayers, go to calamities, and pass suffering, don't let the Cloud Temple fall into infernal harmony. The hoarse voice of the precepts echoed through the meditation room.

The four words of falling into infernal infernality weighed heavily on Shanfa's heart, and he hadn't thought about this kind of problem before, because there were always elders in front of him, and he didn't need to worry about everything, but now, he ......

"Is it really an epidemic?" Shanfa bit his lip, his heart was like numbness, and he didn't know where to throw his Zen heart on weekdays at the moment, although the master's approach was understandable, but where is the compassion of Buddhism, do you really want to watch the people in front of the mountain gate die one after another, indifferent, and Mingzhe to protect his life?

"Good law, life and death have fate, although compassion is the supreme good, it can't change anything. The precepts said.

"Is the Buddha really so incompetent?" Shanfa was excited for a while, and before he could say the wrong thing, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, but in front of his master, before he could admit his mistake, he only heard a snap, and half of the broken ring ruler fell down, and then Shanfa felt a hot pain in his left arm.

"Falsehood!

"Evil opinion!

"Betray the Buddha!

The precepts glared angrily, stood up, and half of the precept ruler in his hand was drawn on the back of the good law again and again, showing no mercy, and the precept ruler that was hit straight was broken until the prescription of the tiger's mouth stopped, and blood stains were all over the back of the good law, and the good law was sweating profusely, and reciting Buddhist scriptures without saying a word.

Seeing this, the precepts couldn't help but cough again and again, and the nature of the good Fa is like this, if you beat him or punish him, he will suffer it silently, and he won't say anything, just keep it in his heart, and this is what the precepts are most worried about.

"Master, are you alright? Seeing that the master was coughing and unsteady on his feet, Shanfa quickly got up and wanted to help him sit down, where do you remember the scars on his back, this standing up touched the wound, and even he almost fell.

"Alas, you master and apprentice. The abbot pushed the door in, shook his head and sat down with the precepts, turned his head to the good law and said, "Okay, good law, you go to the pharmacy to take medicine, have a good rest, you don't have to be busy these days." ”

Shanfa wanted to say something, but when he saw that the precepts looked tired, he swallowed all his words, clicked in response, and staggered out of the meditation room.

"Senior brother, you too, what can't you say well, he is your disciple, you should have taught by word and deed, not punished and scolded. The abbot said with a sigh.

"Senior brother, you also heard it, shouldn't you be beaten with such remarks?" precept defended.

"Everything in the world is empty, life is empty, death is empty, happiness is empty, sorrow is also empty, Buddhism is not some magical power, Buddhism is the world's law, flowers bloom and fall, birth, old age, sickness and death are all in it, even the World-Honored One is no exception, didn't you also say, although compassion is the supreme good, but it cannot change anything, there is nothing wrong with the good law, you should not hit him. The abbot closed the door.

"What Senior Brother said is that the precepts have been taught. The precept nodded thoughtfully.

"I'm not here to tell you this, it's been more than three months, can you find out what the cause of the epidemic is, how it infects others, is there a medical method?" asked the abbot with a straight face.

Hearing this, the precepts couldn't help but shake their heads and said, "It's difficult." ”