For the next few days, Pang He and his master Zhou Tong lived in the Shaolin Temple, worshipping the Buddha and chanting with the abbot. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhen it's time to eat, take the vegetarian rice and send it to Jintai. Jintai's body is not as good as day by day, and in the end, it is difficult to even get out of bed. Zhou Tong ignored the opposition of his senior brother and resolutely took care of Jintai's side. As for Pang He, he still followed the abbot back and forth between Shaolin Temples.

The abbot asked Pang He, "Lord Jin, how is the situation lately?"

Pang He sighed: "It's not good, it's just that Uncle Shi, his health is getting worse and worse." Now it's a problem to even get out of bed, and the master is now taking care of it. Abbot, is there no other way?"

The abbot shook his head and said: "Medicine is difficult to heal, this is a heart disease, Amitabha, good, good!"

Pang He sighed again: "Hey, Uncle Shi is like this now, it really makes people feel uncomfortable!"

The abbot comforted: "Amitabha, the golden donor has been suffering, and the people around him are not a kind of suffering? ”

Pang He asked, "Can the current situation be cured?"

The abbot replied, "Yes, of course." It's just that the current situation seems to be really not optimistic, and you and your master must be prepared. Amitabha, good, good!"

Pang He shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Hey!"

The abbot turned around and recited the sutra in front of the Buddha statue in the Daxiong Treasure Hall. Pang He looked at the Buddha statue, the golden light was shining, motionless in the face of the pious monk, looking at himself as if there was nothing, and he felt a depression in his heart, but he couldn't say what it was. So, I had to recite it with the abbot, as for what it was, it was nothing more than the words Amitabha.

Time passed quickly for the abbot, but for Pang He, it was very long, and it was not until it was almost dark that the abbot stopped and asked Pang He, "Has your heart calmed down?"

Pang He was stunned for a moment, a little ashamed: "No!"

The abbot smiled and said: "Zhuge Liang once had such a sentence in the Book of Commandments, unless you are quiet, you can't go far, and if you are not indifferent, you can't have a clear ambition. If you put your mind at ease, you will be able to appreciate the wonders of this Dharma. You're young and smart, and you should understand what I mean. During this time, although you are in the monastery and are with me, your heart is not here. Perhaps, you think, accompany me, out of embarrassment, but also out of respect for me. I also saw your kindness from it, and I didn't reject it, but your heart didn't calm down, and you haven't put your heart here. Am I right?"

Pang He replied ashamedly: "Abbot, you know everything!"

The abbot pointed to the Buddha statue in front of him and said, "What you see now is just a Buddha statue, and there is nothing special about it." Then why do we monks bow down so reverently? Because the Buddha, in our hearts, we are so sincere, because we believe in our faith, believe in our faith in our hearts. When you don't have this belief, there will naturally be no Buddha in your heart, and you will only be just an image in front of you. ”

Pang He said even more ashamedly: "Abbot, you seem to know very well, I do think so, how do you know?"

The abbot bowed to the Buddha statue and said, "Naturally, you told me by yourself, think about it, your life in the temple during this time, by my side, can be expressed." When you come to me, you always hesitate, thinking in your heart, whether I want to go or not, it is a struggle, a struggle in the heart, and naturally you show reluctance. When you leave, you feel happy and free like a bird out of its cage. When your heart is as calm as a mirror, what you can see will be as clear and bright as a mirror. ”

Pang He touched his head and said, "I disappointed the abbot, I'm sorry!"

"Amitabha, good, good!" the abbot said, "Donor, you haven't done anything wrong, and you don't need to apologize." Everyone has their own beliefs in their hearts. Lao Gao is a monk, and his belief in Buddha is naturally. Unlike you, there are more and more important things to do. A few days ago, Yuanhai told me what you thought some time ago. Not all things in the world live on the Buddha and believe in the Buddha. You're right, when foreign tribes invade, it's not us monks who try to convert them and make them believe in our Buddha. In the past few days, I have taken you with me to calm your heart, know what you need, what to do, and there is still a long way to go, don't be upset and irritable, and mess up. ”

Pang He bowed and thanked: "Thank you, abbot, there is one more thing, that is, do I really decide the fate of my senior brothers?"

The abbot replied: "Lao Wei actually doesn't know very well, but that day Luo Zhenren talked about it, Lao Ke cared, so he asked by the way, as for what happened after that, Luo Zhenren only said that the heavenly secret should not be revealed, as long as you don't act recklessly at that time, you can solve it." ”

Pang He shook his head and sighed: "I don't know why it's me!"

The abbot said: "This may be a fixed number, the old man can see that you are different from others, so if you say that you are responsible, it may be different!"

At this time, a little monk came over: "Abbot, donor, the meal is ready!"

Pang He thanked the abbot, packed the meal, and brought it to the master and uncle. As soon as I arrived in front of the thatched house, I saw that the master was motionless and burst into tears, and the food in his hand fell to the ground. Uncle Shi had died, leaving a motionless corpse lying on the bed. Pang He walked over slowly: "Master, master?"

Zhou Tong's numb expression only moved his mouth slightly: "He's gone, he's gone!"

Pang He comforted: "Master, don't be too sad, at least Uncle Shi will have you with you at the end." ”

Zhou Tong exhaled at this time: "It's a pity that in the end, he still can't solve it, and he is depressed." ”

Pang He helped the master up: "Master, don't be too sad, you have been around for a while, do you still need you for the future of the master?"

Zhou Tong looked at Jintai lying on the bed and did not speak again.

The next day, under the arrangement of the abbot, Jintai was cremated, and after cremation, he was buried on the back mountainside of Shaolin Temple. During this period, Zhou Tong didn't speak much, just watched blankly, watching Jintai cremation, watching the ashes buried, looking at the words on the tombstone, Zhou Dong's heart was very sad and heavy. Pang He took the master and returned to the temple: "Master, Uncle He has already left, so don't do this anymore." ”

Zhou Tong didn't speak, his pale face did not have a trace of blood, and then he walked to the bed, lay down slowly, recalled some past events, and kept crying.