The spring rain sprinkled slightly, drenched on the branches, and the branches that had not yet opened their leaves swayed with shiny water droplets, like fruits on the trees, crystal clear. The breeze whipped up a drizzle and irrigated the cold all over the world. Dark clouds covered the sky, and the inky dots of the sky melted together, heavy and oppressive.

The Mandala Villa seems to be isolated from the world, where the lights are brilliant, and there are graceful small bridges and flowing water passing through the flower and tea forest. The murmuring of the water can be heard with the sound of the water rushing stones. The fragrance of flowers is fragrant, a few beauty flowers under the moon, without stinginess about their beauty, and they fall in the field of vision generously, like a touch of warm sun in spring, and like a touch of fragrance in the wind and moon.

There are children with braided hair burning incense, and sandalwood curls, attracting swarms of bees and butterflies. There is an old Taoist priest wearing Taoist clothes sitting cross-legged beside the stream, by the ancient pool, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, and absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. The scenery in the mountains is beautiful, with flocks of peaks and peaks, spirit apes and hummingbirds.

The bell is like a wave, the piano is swaying, singing and dancing, the fairy raises a glass to invite the bright moon, and the beauty wants to fly away in the wind. Qionglou Yuyu, Dance Pavilion Song Stage, Lang Evil Pavilion Pavilion, there is a Flying Immortal Gallery, zigzag railing. Some people are enjoying the beautiful scenery in the mountains, scooping up mountain spring water, picking up firewood, and making a cup of spring tea. Some people write poems and lyrics, sing loudly, wander like wreckage, and be happy. There are also girls and boys with swords, shoulder to shoulder, ears and temples grinding, and swimming hand in hand.

A few small people who delivered medicine, but they were only fifteen or sixteen years old, brought a jade plate, on which a purple gold jade pot was placed, and there were bursts of medicinal fragrance. This is the elixir that was handed to the monks who participated in the competition to regulate their breath, and the effect was not bad. Lin Ziyun took out the medicine pot, poured out two pills that shimmered with a faint golden light, found a secluded place to swallow, and meditated.

Zijuan is lively and goes to play with red beans.

Although Hongdou is a monk, but there are no taboos, this time out of the mountain gate, opened his eyes, the world of flowers, everywhere is good, everywhere is novel, I can't wait to linger in the red dust to be a free guest. I was homesick when I went out, and now I have long forgotten about homesickness. Hongdou invited Zijuan to play and left Nanguo. Although the little monk was reluctant, he didn't dare to save his sister's face, and came to Lin Ziyun's side with a sigh and chanted.

Lin Ziyun listened to the little monk bite the words like a mosquito, chanting the scriptures noisily, and he was bored, but he was not easy to attack. It's just that I don't have the mood to continue to meditate, and I stand up and look at the beautiful scenery in this mandala villa, and I only feel that there is a different style and a peaceful mood.

"It's a scene of talking and laughing, and there is no white ding. Lin Ziyun sighed.

How could Nanguo really think about the Buddha, he came over with a smile, called Amitabha, and talked to Lin Ziyun.

This little monk is not good at words, pretending to be far-fetched, and Lin Ziyun did not expose it directly, but just asked: "Little Master, what is the so-called worry?"

Nanguo's brows were twisted together, a Sichuan character was written on his forehead, and he shook his head and said, "The poor monk is not worried, but unhappy." ”

Lin Ziyun laughed and said, "Isn't it because of something that I'm not happy?"

Nanguo clasped his hands together and said: "Otherwise, otherwise, everyone in the world has joys, sorrows, and sorrows, which is the face of all living beings." ”

Lin Ziyunqi said: "Little Master is really a strange person, I have heard the Buddha say that color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is empty, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it." The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no colorlessness in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no fragrance, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old age, no old age, no old age. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom and no gain. You and I are living in the fire and red dust, chasing the distant fishing fire, and guarding the lighthouse of the heart. ”

Nanguo smiled and didn't speak, his eyes fell on the pond outside the pavilion, there was a lone lotus blooming at the algae, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons.

Lin Ziyun means that he has been walking far away, life is a floating dream, he wants to see through the illusion and transcend himself. The meaning of the southern kingdom is indeed that there are true scriptures in the red dust, and the rhizome of the lotus flower is also rooted in the soil.

Lin Ziyun muttered: "Picking up the flowers at night, the past is difficult to chase, cherish the present, in order to see more." ”

Nanguo opened his mouth and said: "Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I tell others to laugh. Once upon a time there was a little novice who recited the same book every day, and the people thought he had found something wonderful in the scriptures. But I don't know that this little novice is too stupid, and he didn't find any mantra at all, but he really couldn't read it. ”

Lin Ziyun said with a smile: "Life is like a play, drama is like life, the little master is really a person with great wisdom." ”

Lin Ziyun didn't know much Buddhism, so it was okay to chat with the little monk in the south for a few words, but he had nothing to say in the future. The finals will not start until tomorrow, and when they have nothing to do, the two of them went to look for Zijuan and Hongdou. After looking for a while, I learned that the two were playful and went to the attic.

In the Mandala Villa, only the free wine banquet is free, and the box in the attic still costs spirit stones.

When Lin Ziyun and Nanguo found the two of them, they found that they had ordered a table of dishes, delicacies from the mountains and seas, glow-in-the-dark cups of grape wine, and glass bowls, chopsticks, and agate spoons. The two of them should have just finished eating and were ready to leave. But it seems that they don't know that eating and drinking here costs money, so they just heard a little guy say, "The two girls haven't paid yet, you can't go!"

I heard a crisp voice coming, as if it was Red Bean saying, "What's the matter? Isn't everything here free to eat?"

The little guy hesitated for a while before he spoke: "My little aunt and grandmother, outside is naturally a banquet set up by my young lady, eat and drink casually." However, the food and drinks here cost money to enjoy. ”

At this time, I heard a milky voice and said, "You didn't say it at first, I don't have any money." ”

Lin Ziyun heard that this voice was Zijuan, and was ready to go in to help the two of them out of the siege. At this moment, a heavy old voice came from the box next door and said, "You are too ignorant, but it's just a meal, you neglect the distinguished guests, can you afford it?"

The little guy was originally embarrassed about this matter, but he couldn't pay for the meal if he risked his own life, so he was communicating with Hongdou and Zijuan.

Then I heard the old voice say, "Even if you count it here, you won't lose money for wine and food, so go down first." You two girls, your bones are not bad, are you the disciples of that sect?"