Part 3: The Path of Cultivation

Chapter 123 Qingming Snow

The snow outside Zhu Yu's window is boundless, the spring is warm, and the Qingming Festival will be. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info lonely grave for thousands of miles, a few black cries, and the ghost has nowhere to talk about desolation.

Hundreds of acres of mulberry fields are covered by frost, look around, and return to their hometown. Wild chrysanthemum on the side of the fence, the bamboo forest is strange, and a red Yunnan sues the late township.

We have been in the village for more than two months, not because we don't want to leave, but because the villagers are struggling to stay.

In their hearts, Lao Qi and I are no longer as simple as life-saving benefactors, but bodhisattvas who save suffering. In their opinion, without me and Lao Zhi, they will not be able to get out of the haze, without us, they will not have no worries about food and clothing, this kindness, their ancestors will not forget.

Finally, the villagers also made a clay statue for me and Lao and placed it in another side hall of the Land Temple, and hung a plaque with the words "Temple of Compassion".

This move made me a little crying and laughing, how can there be a reason to erect a statue for the living, not to mention that we can't afford this honor.

Lao Zhi is a matter of course, according to his words, I spent money!

Bacheng also stroked his beard with a smile and said: "Whether you can erect a statue or not is up to all sentient beings to decide, and this is also your merit, so don't talk about so many old rules." ”

In the past two months, in addition to chatting with the villagers who came to offer incense every day, it was to practice drawing talismans, and the rest of the time was spent on the "Taigu Buddhist Book".

During the months I spent in Qianshan, I was monitored by the legal elders every day, forcing me to read Buddhist books in the Great Compassion Building. I searched almost all the Buddhist scriptures in the Great Compassion Building, trying to translate those jerky and difficult ancient Sanskrit, but I only found out the pronunciation, as for the meaning, it can be said that there is no progress, and there is no way to check.

Regarding the graphic symbols in the back, there is no progress at all, and I am not disappointed...

What about the old give?

In addition to sleeping and bragging every day, I often read two family heirlooms, "Wan Xian Zheng" and "Miscellaneous Talks of Horse Immortals". In addition to this, he was swaggering around the village, and he especially enjoyed the feeling that the villagers nodded and called him Hu Daxian when they saw him, and I didn't bother to talk about him.

In the past two months, I have repeatedly called Songqi several times, first the phone was turned off, and finally it was directly shut down, I have been very worried, I don't know if there was an accident.

Lao Yu didn't think so, and pretended to be a stinky fart who saw through everything and said: "It's better without her, I don't know the roots, and I'm not a good person at all." ”

I didn't understand what he meant, and asked him why he had such a big prejudice against Songqi, but he didn't say anything, and only said the reason after I was forced to do so.

"Intuition!"

I'm dizzy...

On such days, until the Qingming Festival, I set up a large altar in the housekeeper's village and symbolically performed a ritual. I know that this is not really useful, but I want to sow a seed of hope on this beautiful field.

Under the eyes of hundreds of people, they waved goodbye and left the housekeeper village...

My old man and I both said don't send it, what we do is just what we should do, but they still send it again and again, a pair of real eyes, a sentence of reluctant words, let me still unforgettable.

Bacheng also left the village with no regrets, and after the villagers heard about it, they tried their best to keep it, but Bacheng stroked a few beards on his chin, and said with an unfathomable expression: "Poor Dao was originally ordered by the master to go down the mountain to find his uncle, but Poor Dao is incompetent, and he has been trapped in this village for more than 30 years, and it is time to go back and ask the master for his guilt..."

When Bacheng was talking about the master, a pair of old eyes were filled with tears, although the villagers were reluctant, but it was not good to stay, so they could only watch us and leave the housekeeper village...

A group of four people walked in the mountains in early spring, the spring snow melted at the beginning, seeped into the soil, a gust of wind blew, and there was a strong smell of earth, which suddenly made people feel refreshed.

Bacheng shook his head and said: "In April, the ice and snow are beginning to melt, and I am also like the unearthed spring grass, full of vitality. ”

The old man was disgusted to listen to, spit out the grass stalk in his mouth and asked: "Hey, I said eighty percent, why are you so sour, your knowledge is not small, have you graduated from elementary school?"

Bacheng has been in a good mood since he solved the corpses in the housekeeper village, after all, how many years of heart disease have finally been solved, and a big stone in his heart has finally fallen to the ground, and it is false to say that he is unhappy.

Bacheng glanced at Lao Yu, stroked a few mustaches on his chin, and replied nonchalantly: "I haven't been to school for a day, but I am familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and I know how to read and understand. ”

"Say you're fat and you're still breathing, and you're familiar with the Four Books and the Five Classics, doesn't that add up to only nine books, I have to read nine novels a month in high school, you calculate how much a year, show off with me, hum!"

Bacheng was stunned, and he didn't think that the Four Books and Five Classics turned out to be only nine books, which was an eye-opener.

Bacheng cleared his throat and said to Lao Yu: "I have seen the poor road, admire and admire!

I didn't regret hurriedly taking the kettle and handed it to Bacheng.

"Phew! I picked up a cheap apprentice, put on a stinky shelf, and suppressed the shock, choking you to death!"

Not to mention, Bacheng really gave face to the old man, and the old man choked to death after he finished speaking, and Bacheng suddenly blushed and coughed violently.

Lao Yu saw that Bacheng was really choked, and happily slapped his thigh with his hand.

I didn't regret it, and hurriedly held Bacheng with one hand, and gently patted his back with the other.

When it got dark, I picked up some firewood in the mountains, lit a bonfire, ate some sauce meat and steamed buns brought by the villagers, and continued on my way the next day.

A few people stopped and stopped, and it was not until the third that they walked out of the mountain, but sadly we went in the wrong direction, and I said why did we walk for so long.

I found that I could quarrel with anyone, and I would come back to Songqi again, and it would be my turn to come back to me when I left?

Don't do that!

A short walk out of the mountains, to the edge of a farmland, around the farmland, there are three red brick houses.

I was excited to see it, and eighty percent of them also smiled with their beards, they have been nibbling steamed buns and eating sauce meat for the past few days, and now they have people, which means that they can eat hot meals.

As soon as I went around to the gate, I found a little boy who was ploughing the ground with an iron pickaxe, and children in the countryside were generally sensible early, and it was not new to help the family do some farm work, but the little boy in front of him was only six or seven years old, his face was full of immaturity, and his little hands were full of mud.

I walked over and squatted down next to the child, and the little boy found someone squatting beside him, stopped the farm tool in his arms, opened a pair of big clear eyes, and asked vaguely, "Who are you looking for?"

I smiled at the little boy and said, "We are passing by here, thirsty and hungry, and we want to buy something to eat at your house, do you have any adults in your family?"

The little boy rubbed his nose heavily with his sleeve and said in a milky voice, "You... Don't go to my house, my mom will be angry. ”

"Angry, we don't steal or rob, why are you angry, I'll ask!"

After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the courtyard, shouting as he went, "Is there anyone in the house?"

At this time, the door of the east room suddenly opened, and out came a sturdy woman, her face was full of anger, and she opened her mouth and scolded: "What are you shouting, what are you shouting, what are you doing at my house, hurry up, if you don't leave, I'll go to the village to call people!"

Lao Yu was stunned by this, and he didn't know how to answer a woman for a while.

The woman looked at us outside the courtyard, pointed at us and shouted, "Alas, you stole children, hurry up! If you don't leave, I'll go to the village and call someone!"

After speaking, he directly picked up the shovel by the door and walked towards us.

Lao Yu finally reflected, he was scolded a few words before he opened his mouth to speak, how could he swallow this anger, and opened his mouth at the woman and scolded: "Why is your old lady talking so ugly, what is the death of your family, did I steal you or take you? I have to go to the village to call people, you go, go quickly, uncle, I'm waiting here!"

"Oh, why don't you believe it? You stinky rascals wait for me, you wait for me, don't discount your legs, I didn't say anything!"

After the woman finished speaking, she twisted her big ass and walked to the other side of the field, and then turned back halfway through, came to us, snatched the child, and after cursing something, she pulled her legs and left.

This person is sick, why should we call someone? Did you take the wrong medicine or did you forget to take the medicine?

Bacheng put his hands behind his back, squinted his small eyes and said: "More things are better than less things, poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, let's go." ”

Lao Yu scolded the woman's back heavily: "His grandmother's, stinky shit!"

I also smiled bitterly, sure enough, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, what is this, I didn't say a few words, I became a stinky hooligan who stole children, and it was the first time I met this kind of person.

A few people didn't stay where they were, and walked in the direction where the woman disappeared, I don't believe that these people are menopause!

But when passing by a well at the edge of the field, I was inexplicably cold, and when I looked back, there was nothing, which may be the reason why the old well has been deep for a long time and has been connected to the earth's qi.

The snow outside Zhu Yu's window is boundless, the spring is warm, and the Qingming Festival will be. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, a few black cries, and the ghosts have nowhere to talk about desolation.

Hundreds of acres of mulberry fields are covered by frost, look around, and return to their hometown. Wild chrysanthemum on the side of the fence, the bamboo forest is strange, and a red Yunnan sues the late township.

We have been in the village for more than two months, not because we don't want to leave, but because the villagers are struggling to stay.

In their hearts, Lao Qi and I are no longer as simple as life-saving benefactors, but bodhisattvas who save suffering. In their opinion, without me and Lao Zhi, they will not be able to get out of the haze, without us, they will not have no worries about food and clothing, this kindness, their ancestors will not forget.

Finally, the villagers also made a clay statue for me and Lao and placed it in another side hall of the Land Temple, and hung a plaque with the words "Temple of Compassion".

This move made me a little crying and laughing, how can there be a reason to erect a statue for the living, not to mention that we can't afford this honor.

Lao Zhi is a matter of course, according to his words, I spent money!

Bacheng also stroked his beard with a smile and said: "Whether you can erect a statue or not is up to all sentient beings to decide, and this is also your merit, so don't talk about so many old rules." ”

In the past two months, in addition to chatting with the villagers who came to offer incense every day, it was to practice drawing talismans, and the rest of the time was spent on the "Taigu Buddhist Book".

During the months I spent in Qianshan, I was monitored by the legal elders every day, forcing me to read Buddhist books in the Great Compassion Building. I searched almost all the Buddhist scriptures in the Great Compassion Building, trying to translate those jerky and difficult ancient Sanskrit, but I only found out the pronunciation, as for the meaning, it can be said that there is no progress, and there is no way to check.

Regarding the graphic symbols in the back, there is no progress at all, and I am not disappointed...

What about the old give?

In addition to sleeping and bragging every day, I often read two family heirlooms, "Wan Xian Zheng" and "Miscellaneous Talks of Horse Immortals". In addition to this, he was swaggering around the village, and he especially enjoyed the feeling that the villagers nodded and called him Hu Daxian when they saw him, and I didn't bother to talk about him.

In the past two months, I have repeatedly called Songqi several times, first the phone was turned off, and finally it was directly shut down, I have been very worried, I don't know if there was an accident.

Lao Yu didn't think so, and pretended to be a stinky fart who saw through everything and said: "It's better without her, I don't know the roots, and I'm not a good person at all." ”

I didn't understand what he meant, and asked him why he had such a big prejudice against Songqi, but he didn't say anything, and only said the reason after I was forced to do so.

"Intuition!"

I'm dizzy...

On such days, until the Qingming Festival, I set up a large altar in the housekeeper's village and symbolically performed a ritual. I know that this is not really useful, but I want to sow a seed of hope on this beautiful field.

Under the eyes of hundreds of people, they waved goodbye and left the housekeeper village...

My old man and I both said don't send it, what we do is just what we should do, but they still send it again and again, a pair of real eyes, a sentence of reluctant words, let me still unforgettable.

Bacheng also left the village with no regrets, and after the villagers heard about it, they tried their best to keep it, but Bacheng stroked a few beards on his chin, and said with an unfathomable expression: "Poor Dao was originally ordered by the master to go down the mountain to find his uncle, but Poor Dao is incompetent, and he has been trapped in this village for more than 30 years, and it is time to go back and ask the master for his guilt..."

When Bacheng was talking about the master, a pair of old eyes were filled with tears, although the villagers were reluctant, but it was not good to stay, so they could only watch us and leave the housekeeper village...

A group of four people walked in the mountains in early spring, the spring snow melted at the beginning, seeped into the soil, a gust of wind blew, and there was a strong smell of earth, which suddenly made people feel refreshed.

Bacheng shook his head and said: "In April, the ice and snow are beginning to melt, and I am also like the unearthed spring grass, full of vitality. ”

The old man was disgusted to listen to, spit out the grass stalk in his mouth and asked: "Hey, I said eighty percent, why are you so sour, your knowledge is not small, have you graduated from elementary school?"

Bacheng has been in a good mood since he solved the corpses in the housekeeper village, after all, how many years of heart disease have finally been solved, and a big stone in his heart has finally fallen to the ground, and it is false to say that he is unhappy.

Bacheng glanced at Lao Yu, stroked a few mustaches on his chin, and replied nonchalantly: "I haven't been to school for a day, but I am familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and I know how to read and understand. ”

"Say you're fat and you're still breathing, and you're familiar with the Four Books and the Five Classics, doesn't that add up to only nine books, I have to read nine novels a month in high school, you calculate how much a year, show off with me, hum!"

Bacheng was stunned, and he didn't think that the Four Books and Five Classics turned out to be only nine books, which was an eye-opener.

Bacheng cleared his throat and said to Lao Yu: "I have seen the poor road, admire and admire!

I didn't regret hurriedly taking the kettle and handed it to Bacheng.

"Phew! I picked up a cheap apprentice, put on a stinky shelf, and suppressed the shock, choking you to death!"

Not to mention, Bacheng really gave face to the old man, and the old man choked to death after he finished speaking, and Bacheng suddenly blushed and coughed violently.

Lao Yu saw that Bacheng was really choked, and happily slapped his thigh with his hand.

I didn't regret it, and hurriedly held Bacheng with one hand, and gently patted his back with the other.

When it got dark, I picked up some firewood in the mountains, lit a bonfire, ate some sauce meat and steamed buns brought by the villagers, and continued on my way the next day.

A few people stopped and stopped, and it was not until the third that they walked out of the mountain, but sadly we went in the wrong direction, and I said why did we walk for so long.

I found that I could quarrel with anyone, and I would come back to Songqi again, and it would be my turn to come back to me when I left?

Don't do that!

A short walk out of the mountains, to the edge of a farmland, around the farmland, there are three red brick houses.

I was excited to see it, and eighty percent of them also smiled with their beards, they have been nibbling steamed buns and eating sauce meat for the past few days, and now they have people, which means that they can eat hot meals.

As soon as I went around to the gate, I found a little boy who was ploughing the ground with an iron pickaxe, and children in the countryside were generally sensible early, and it was not new to help the family do some farm work, but the little boy in front of him was only six or seven years old, his face was full of immaturity, and his little hands were full of mud.

I walked over and squatted down next to the child, and the little boy found someone squatting beside him, stopped the farm tool in his arms, opened a pair of big clear eyes, and asked vaguely, "Who are you looking for?"

I smiled at the little boy and said, "We are passing by here, thirsty and hungry, and we want to buy something to eat at your house, do you have any adults in your family?"

The little boy rubbed his nose heavily with his sleeve and said in a milky voice, "You... Don't go to my house, my mom will be angry. ”

"Angry, we don't steal or rob, why are you angry, I'll ask!"

After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the courtyard, shouting as he went, "Is there anyone in the house?"

At this time, the door of the east room suddenly opened, and out came a sturdy woman, her face was full of anger, and she opened her mouth and scolded: "What are you shouting, what are you shouting, what are you doing at my house, hurry up, if you don't leave, I'll go to the village to call people!"

Lao Yu was stunned by this, and he didn't know how to answer a woman for a while.

The woman looked at us outside the courtyard, pointed at us and shouted, "Alas, you stole children, hurry up! If you don't leave, I'll go to the village and call someone!"

After speaking, he directly picked up the shovel by the door and walked towards us.

Lao Yu finally reflected, he was scolded a few words before he opened his mouth to speak, how could he swallow this anger, and opened his mouth at the woman and scolded: "Why is your old lady talking so ugly, what is the death of your family, did I steal you or take you? I have to go to the village to call people, you go, go quickly, uncle, I'm waiting here!"

"Oh, why don't you believe it? You stinky rascals wait for me, you wait for me, don't discount your legs, I didn't say anything!"

After the woman finished speaking, she twisted her big ass and walked to the other side of the field, and then turned back halfway through, came to us, snatched the child, and after cursing something, she pulled her legs and left.

This person is sick, why should we call someone? Did you take the wrong medicine or did you forget to take the medicine?

Bacheng put his hands behind his back, squinted his small eyes and said: "More things are better than less things, poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, let's go." ”

Lao Yu scolded the woman's back heavily: "His grandmother's, stinky shit!"

I also smiled bitterly, sure enough, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, what is this, I didn't say a few words, I became a stinky hooligan who stole children, and it was the first time I met this kind of person.

A few people didn't stay where they were, and walked in the direction where the woman disappeared, I don't believe that these people are menopause!

But when passing by a well at the edge of the field, I was inexplicably cold, and when I looked back, there was nothing, which may be the reason why the old well has been deep for a long time and has been connected to the earth's qi.