The silence in the meditation room, a pillar of light smoke, and the sound of spring rain falling on the windows and branches and leaves outside the house made a ticking sound, which sounded even more quiet and quiet.

You Long sat on the futon and dozed off, still holding the small wine jug that he never left in his hand.

Long Liyu stood in front of the spotless snow-white walls of the meditation room, admiring every calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall.

The people in the painting are all the same beautiful and charming girl, but the scene and demeanor of each painting are different. The girl in the painting is lifelike, with a smile and a smile, revealing the painter's perfect calligraphy and painting attainments.

There are inscriptions on each painting, some are only a few numbers, and some will be a poem and a word, but all of them are full of sentimental thoughts, which makes people feel sorry for it.

There are relatively few calligraphy works, and the total of seven or eight works may be arranged chronologically.

Long Liyu stood in front of one of the words for a long time, and on it was a Zen poem: "Lotus clothes and pine food and live in deep clouds, and the cover is the wrong person to see back then." The heart is a Buddha who is buried in his life, and he will not become dust for thousands of years. ”

On either side of this Zen poem is a portrait of the same maiden, and such a completely discordant picture suddenly appears in the meditation room of the abbot of a temple.

The white cat in her arms seemed to be looking at the words, and she didn't call for a long time.

You Long yawned and said, "Do you see anything famous?"

Long Liyu replied: "Words are like people, words are like their surfaces, this is a talented scholar who does not meet ill-fated people." ”

You Long said disapprerovingly: "Huai Cai is limited in the end, and his fate will definitely miss the opportunity." In fact, it is worse to be a ghost at an untimely time, but after all, it is still self-inflicted. ”

"That being said, I'm getting more and more interested in this monk. ”

You Long said "hey", and said with a smile: "Finally, you have found another man you are interested in, I have to drink a big pot happily." ”

"Third brother, you can't escape. ”

"Can't escape from what?"

"My palms. You and I are destined. ”

You Long said angrily: "Ben Da Shao would rather be a monk than the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, don't you believe that you will also follow me to become a nun?"

Long Liyu's eyes dimmed, staring at the calligraphy and painting and chanting softly: "Lotus clothes and pine food and live in deep clouds, and Gai was the wrong person back then." ”

The fire that You Long had just started was extinguished all of a sudden, and he said dejectedly: "Since there is no fate, why make mistakes again and again?"

A man's voice sounded like a spring breeze outside the meditation room: "Good, good, the two are also destined people." ”

"Meow woo ......" The white cat heard the man's words, and suddenly jumped from Long Liyu's arms to the ground with a coquettish cry, and ran to the door of the meditation room.

Outside the meditation room, a middle-aged monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe walked up, who was the preacher who Long Liyu and You Long had just met, sitting in the hall of the Mahavira Treasure.

Long Liyu turned around and bowed to the middle-aged monk standing outside the door: "But Mu En, Holy Monk, we have taken the liberty to come to the door to disturb us. ”

The middle-aged monk lovingly picked up the white cat, stroked its soft fur with one hand, and thanked: "The poor monk Mu'en is just a wild fox Zen in the countryside, and the word 'holy monk' is ashamed." This white cat's name is Slave Heart, and he has been with the poor monk for many years and has a deep relationship. A few days ago, he accidentally got lost, and the poor monk looked for him in many ways, and he didn't want to teach the two donors to find it. ”

You Long said with a smile: "Monk, since you have become a monk, why are there portraits of beautiful women hanging all over the wall, but in the dead of night, the six roots are not clean?"

Monk Muen was not angry when he heard this, and walked into the meditation room with the white cat in his arms, and said warmly: "The donor doesn't know that the woman in the painting was originally a cheap woman, and she died due to misfortune. The poor monk thinks deeply, and can only use this portrait to talk about sustenance. ”

You Long did not hesitate and said: "Now that you have entered the Buddha Gate, shouldn't you cut off the front edge of the red dust?"

Mu En sighed lightly, sat down cross-legged in front of the several cases opposite You Long, and said, "The world is so big, life is so long, there will always be someone who wants you to be gentle. ”

You Long held his head and said lazily: "It's hard to say whether you are a holy monk or not, but the love saint deserves it." ”

Mu En smiled and said, "Come to the Han Temple, why don't you drink tea?"

Long Liyu watched with interest as soon as the two met, and they clashed words and swords, and sat down next to You Long and said, "If there is good tea, why not bring it?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and a small novice outside the door took in a set of tea sets and began to work.

While instructing the little novice to make tea, Monk Mu En said: "Presumably, the two donors have heard the story of the poor monk and the lowly one, and the impermanence of life is like a dream, but it is just a bubble. Since her death, the poor monk has been discouraged and left home, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue to save himself and others, but he wants to achieve a positive result. ”

He took out a scroll from under a few cases and slowly unfolded it on the ground.

You Long glanced at it, and there were paintings of Gongbi figures on it, with delicate and vivid brushstrokes.

The first painting shows Yue'e giving alms in front of the porridge shop to help the skinny hungry people, next, Yue'e is collecting medicine to heal the sick, and the third painting shows Yue'e carrying a blind old woman across the river......

Monk Mu En said: "This is the poor monk for seven years to make the "Hundred Virtues Map", every good deed on the painting is the poor monk personally experienced, a total of 99 graffiti into a volume. ”

Long Liyu asked, "What is the missing one?"

Monk Muen was silent, and pressed his right hand to his chest.

My heart is towards the Buddha, that is, a good thing.

You Long said disapprerovingly: "There really is a Buddha in the heart of the monk?"

Long Liyu smiled and said, "If I become a Buddha, why do I need a Buddha in my heart?"

The words of the two sound diametrically opposed, but they are actually singing and approaching step by step.

Sure enough, You Long shook his head and said, "What if you can't become a Buddha?"

"How about becoming a Buddha, and what about becoming a demon?" Monk Muen unfolded the last painting on the scroll and said softly: "Could it be that the two donors still can't see through it, there is no Buddha and no demon in this world, and there is no self and no thing." ”

Long Liyu frowned slightly, stared at the last painting on the end of the scroll, and said, "What is the meaning of this picture?"

There is no figure of Yue'e in the picture, and a white cat squats in the burning Yue'e Temple's Daxiong Treasure Hall, and white skeletons are piled up at its feet. Sun Yuanjie, who was wearing a moon-white robe, had his shirt open to reveal his chest, the demons around him were dancing wildly, and he didn't know whether he was holding a blood-dripping dagger and didn't know whether he was going to stab the evil ghosts in the hall or his own heart.

Monk Muen picked up the teapot and said indifferently: "There is no solution." ”

You Long nodded and said, "Understood." ”

Long Liyu glanced at him and said, "What do you understand?"

You Long glared back at her and said, "No solution is no solution, and understanding is understanding." ”

Monk Muen poured tea for the two of them, and said calmly: "My story is finished." Next, let's see what the two donors have to say. ”

Long Liyu picked up the cup, blew lightly on the tea leaves floating on the surface of the cup, and sipped lightly: "Good tea." ”

After a pause, she continued: "Good paintings, good words, good stories." ”

You Long continued: "It's just that people are not good, and their obsessions are too deep." ”

The white cat slave "meowed" and shouted, as if he was saying something, and his green eyes were full of tears.

Monk Muen patted the slave's heart, and said lightly: "If it's an obsession, what if you can't let it go?" Life is nothing more than two things in the world, either busy living or busy dying. Sometimes it takes more courage to struggle to live than to die resolutely, doesn't it?"

You Long sneered and said, "It does take courage to harm the living for a dead person. ”

Monk Mu En's color changed suddenly, and an angry roar came out of his throat: "She didn't die, she just changed her way of living!"

You Long thought deeply and said: "Well, I changed my way of living and lived to the body of a dog and a cat." ”

He doesn't taste tea, he only drinks alcohol.

Monk Mu En was obviously touched by You Long's cynicism, raised his hand to rebuke the little novice who was serving beside him, and said in a hoarse voice: "I treat Gongzi with sincerity, why is Gongzi aggressive to me?"

"Your cat is called Slave Heart?" Long Liyu asked rhetorically.

"Just the name. Monk Muen glared at the two of them, and said angrily: "Why didn't Gongzi answer me?"

Long Liyu said unhurriedly: "Why don't you call it 'Yue'e'?"

Monk Muen's eyes swelled, the previous elegance and kindness disappeared, the cheek muscles trembled slightly, and he took a deep breath and said, "What else do you know?"

Long Liyu looked at Monk Muen with clear eyes, and said slowly: "Master Hongsheng is insane, who did it?"

Monk Mu En was still angry, and said coldly: "It's not me. ”

You Long said: "Of course it's not you, you don't have the ability." ”

Long Liyu continued to ask, "What did he find?"

Monk Mu En's face sank like water and he didn't say a word, Long Liyu looked at the last picture on the "Hundred Virtues Map", and said in a low voice: "But this?"

Monk Muen was silent for a moment, squeezed out four words from between his teeth and said, "You can't blame me." ”

Long Liyu sighed: "Don't you understand, even the Buddha can't resolve the pain in your heart, because it comes from your conscience. ”

Monk Muen's hands trembled, and the tea in the cup splashed onto the monk's robe. He didn't realize it and laughed at himself: "Do I still have a conscience?"

Long Liyu said: "If not, you won't let us enter this meditation room; if not, you shouldn't open this "Hundred Virtues Map", if not, I won't drink your tea and listen to you." ”

Monk Muen shook his head and said with a sad face: "If I had met you thirty years earlier, it might have been a different result. Now, fate has determined that the evil consequences will come to an early end. You shouldn't have come to Yue'e Temple, you can't blame me......"

"Whew-" The scroll spread out on the ground suddenly ignited a turquoise flame, and then billowing smoke came out.

Long Liyu sat still, looked at Monk Mu En and the servile heart leaning on his lap and said, "Why do you repeatedly make mistakes with yourself? In the final analysis, you are still too obsessed. ”

Monk Muen's figure gradually melted into the void, and his voice became blurred, as if coming from outside the sky: "Qi Kuo Death and Life Jun don't ask, a lonely monk who travels clouds and flowing water." Laughing for no reason, even if there is joy, it is like ice......"

(End of chapter)