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The sun and moon in the sky are like a couple, playing a game of hide and seek. You see the sun in the west slowly disappearing into the clouds, leaving half of its face exposed, but the rising moon in the east gives a gentle light, as if trying to search for the direction of the sun.

On the surface of the Laodao River, a light smoke was shrouded, and a flock of small birds tapped on the surface of the river, looking into the distance on the opposite bank.

The cool breeze of the night began to blow again.

The owner of the cave has not returned.

Five-year-old Wang Liu was dozing off again, he sat on the ground, drooling, and shook his fat head so badly that he almost hit the stone wall several times.

Shi Luoyi had to pick up the child and walk to the cave. She lifted the curtain near the entrance of the cave and saw that it was full of hoes, hook knives, hammer chisels, dustpans and other household items. She opened the second curtain, and it was filled with dry wood. The third curtain, however, was empty, with only a wooden shelf against the wall, with two or three monk's robes hanging from it, and a large wooden barrel in the other corner.

It wasn't until the fourth curtain was lifted that Shi Luoyi was taken aback.

In this room, however, there was a wooden bed, and an old monk of seventy or eighty years old was dressed in a robe, with his hands folded, sitting upright on a meditation bed. There was also a plate of black ink, a brush, a piece of white paper, and a neatly folded printed green cloth bedding beside the bed.

Shi Luoyi picked up the piece of paper, looked at the white paper and wrote a few sentences, and said:

"This matter is strictly tasted by the cloth,

Meihua snow and moon crossing,

A smile is scarce for eternity.

The wind and the words are very different from the silver man across the sky. ”

Shi Luo saw it, and didn't know what it meant, so she fixed her mind and beckoned, "Hello, master!" But after calling seven or eight times, the monk still didn't move. Shi Luoyi gently touched the old monk, only to find that the monk was actually sitting on the bed.

Shi Luoyi was not afraid at all, she felt that the monks were all disciples of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, and they were all good people who were compassionate and kind. Even she had heard that the monks who could sit down were all living Buddhas in this world.

She closed the door of the cave, tied it, spread a bamboo mat next to the monk's meditation bed on the ground, spread out the quilt on the bed, held the child, and slept peacefully at the feet of the living Buddha who had been seated.

Shi Luoyi and the child slept until noon the next day, she slept soundly, and the hard work of the past few days had passed.

She remembered seeing a kitchen on the other side of the cave hall last night, and she wanted to see if there was any rice and noodles, and she wanted to make something for the children to eat. But I only saw a small half jar of oil, as well as dried beans hanging in the corner of the wall, and seven or eight pieces of dried tofu. There are two mouthfuls of the pot, one for cooking and one for stir-frying.

Shi Luoyi went to the big wooden barrel I saw last night to check, it didn't matter if I saw it, I was really happy Shi Luoyi. There is not only a large pot of rice in it, but also a jar and a jar, all of which are vegetarian dried vegetables, daylily, dried eggplant, dried pumpkin, capers, snow ferns, white radish strips and so on.

Shi Luoyi clapped her hands, jumped up, and said to Wang Liu: "Baby, my aunt will make something delicious for you to eat, okay?"

Wang Liu also smiled, ran over and hugged Shi Luoyi's legs, and said, "Okay! I'm hungry! I want to eat!"

Soon, the dish was already on the table, a plate of dried beans and a plate of fragrant dried seeds. Although it was not hearty at all, the rice was also burned, and the rice that stuck to the bottom of the pot was burned black. But the two of them ate half a pot of rice cleanly, and the coal-black pot even stained their lips black.

After eating, they decided to go to the second level of the cave, and went up the narrow steps, which turned out to be a passageway, and on the west side of this passageway, there was a narrow door, and a cave larger than the hall below. On the east side of the aisle, there are three square houses, each of which has a square window, from which you can see the scenery of the Laodao River. In addition, there is a room, there is actually a desk, on which there is a stack of books, most of which are Buddhist classics, such as "Myoho-renge-kyo", "Amitabha Sutra", "Chang Ahan Sutra", etc., among which there is a book about acupuncture points, Shi Luoyi can't understand.

What's even more peculiar is that further down the aisle, there is an underground stream that flows quietly. Shi Luoyi dipped her hand in the water, but it was still warm. Shi Luoyi said happily: "Haha! It's still a hot spring." Come on, baby, wait for your aunt to give you a bath. ”

Wang Liu smiled happily: "Okay! I want to take a bath!"

Shi Luoyi was really overjoyed, she decided to find a place to bury the old monk first, let the living Buddha be buried in the ground, and then take the child to live here temporarily.

I was thinking about it, when I suddenly heard someone outside the door knocking on the door and shouting, "Old monk, open the door!"

It's a man's voice.

Shi Luoyi was startled again, her heart immediately rose to her throat, there is obviously no one here, how can someone knock on the door?

Shi Luoyi nervously rubbed her hands and walked around the cave twice, and finally walked to the door with a heart and opened the deadbolt. Shi Luoyi was surprised to see that there were two people standing at the door, a Taoist priest in his forties with a high crown and open sleeves, and a young man who was eighteen or nineteen years old and polite and talented. It was the Taoist priest who knocked on the door.

The Taoist priest and Xiucai were obviously taken aback, as could be seen from their wide eyes. They couldn't figure out how there could suddenly be a teenage girl and a little boy of five or six years old in the cave where the old monk lived.

The Taoist priest frowned and asked, "Where did the girl come from?"

Shi Luoyi lowered her head and said softly, "I don't know Senior Master Fayun, but when we came in, we already saw him sitting in the room. ”

The Taoist priest was taken aback and said, "How is that possible! I played a game of chess with him yesterday at noon." ”

After speaking, he walked straight into the cave hall, and the young Xiucai also followed, walking straight towards the old monk's bedroom.

Shi Luoyi was so nervous that he almost suffocated, he had heard many stories of falsely accusing others of murder in order to extract money. She suddenly remembered that her package containing silver had been placed in the room of the old monk Fayun last night. What if they get this bag of gold and silver and come and ask for money from themselves?

He was thinking wildly, but he heard the voice of the Taoist priest inside and said loudly: "Okay! Old monk Fayun, blowing out the lamp, pulling out the wax, closing his eyes, not kicking his legs, and living in the new village of bliss. ”

Shi Luoyi couldn't understand what he was saying, but she was afraid that the burden would be taken away by them, so she followed her to the room.

I saw that the Taoist priest didn't even glance at her burden, but lifted the brush, and added a few more words behind the white paper, and said:

"Butterfly Dream Nanhua Fang is vivid,

Who crosses the Phoenix?

And now I have forgotten the way I came,

The twilight of the country, the end of the world sees Hong flying. ”