Because Huang Xiang agreed to Jueyuan's request, and after listening to "Jiuyang", she and Xiao Mo each had some understanding of their own martial arts, because the three of them did not leave immediately, but built three more humble houses next to the thatched hut, and then lived there. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jue Yuan also seems to know that his life is short, in addition to the first day of the scriptures to the public, and then every day do not forget to explain to everyone his experience of practicing this exercise, and at the same time will also tell a few people some Buddhist principles, do not forget to carry forward the spirit of Buddhism in the process of passing on the exercises. This made several people's understanding of the scriptures and meanings faster, such as Huang Xiang and Xiao Mo, who have attached importance to martial arts since childhood, and their martial arts entry is visible. And people like Zhang Junbao who have practiced martial arts, but only use it as a way to strengthen their bodies, will enter the country much slower.

As for Ming Daohong, she ponders her hexagram every day, and she is an authentic goddess.

In this way, half a month later, on a morning of birdsong and morning light and rain. Zhang Junbao sadly found that Jueyuan's body was stiff and sat down, so that the days were over.

Although Jueyuan's death was expected by Zhang Junbao a long time ago, when the truth came, he couldn't help but cry with grief. In this regard, Huang Xiang and Ming Daohong are also a little sad, they get along with Jueyuan for half a month, although this half month is very short in terms of time, but this benevolent master is undoubtedly a person who is easy to make people feel cordial, get along, that feeling is like their own elders, the longer the love becomes.

Only the dead Xiao Mo, everyone can see any emotion from his face, his face is always so blank, and his mouth is always so silent.

After that, Zhang Junbao buried his master Jueyuan in the forest not far from the thatched hut, cut off a piece of hardwood as a tombstone, and wrote on it Jueyuan's name and surname, relatives, and knelt in front of Jueyuan's grave, and personally recited the mantra of death over and over again for the teacher under the Yellow Spring.

"Brother Zhang, don't be too sad, although the master passed away due to illness, but he is open-minded by nature, there are no regrets in this life, what you should do now is to live a good life, I believe this is what the master wants to see in the Buddha country. Huang Xiang and Zhang Junbao, who were standing on the side, knelt down on the grave, so he couldn't help but say this to him.

As soon as Zhang Junbao's mantra stopped, he didn't look back, but replied to Huang Xiang: "Sister Huang, I know what you said, it's just that the master has always liked to chant scriptures and chant Buddha, and now that he is gone, I want to recite it to his old man a few more times." ”

After saying that, he began to recite the incantation again, and whispered in a low voice, as if there was nothing, as if he were slow.

"Don't forget, the letter that the master left for you, you might as well read it before reciting the sutra to the master. Huang Xiang couldn't help but remind him when he heard him answer.

"Yes, look at what the master has to say to you in his letter. "Ming Daohong also participates in the Tao.

Zhang Junbao's chanting voice stopped again, and after being reminded by the two, he rang the last letter left for him that he found in the master's room. Thinking of this, he stood up and turned and walked towards the hut.

The three of them returned to the house and walked into Jueyuan's room, and then Zhang Junbao found the letter that had been placed next to him when he found the master sitting down, and the envelope was written in four big characters: 'I opened it in vain'.

Without hesitation, he directly opened the envelope, then took out the stationery inside, and opened it in front of him to browse carefully:

'Junbao, there is one thing that the teacher has never told you, and this matter is related to your life experience. You have a home, your home is in Lin'an, you still have parents, your father's name is Zhang Tao, he, like you, used to be a lay disciple of Shaolin.

I should have told you this early in the morning, but your father made a mistake in Shaolin back then, was expelled from Shaolin, and vowed not to use Shaolin martial arts again. This matter has always become a regret in your father's heart, so after you were born, he let you enter Shaolin to atone for your sins, in order not to let the abbot find out about your relationship with your father, he has been unable to bear the pain of Shaolin for more than ten years.

Now that I am sitting down, it is time to confide in you, I think you should go back to your parents, live with them, enjoy the joy of family, the Buddha does not belong to you after all.

Lin'an is a long way away, I have already told Miss Huang and a few people, let them accompany you to Lin'an, you don't have to worry about safety.

Go for the teacher, Junbao, don't cry!'

There is not much content in the letter, but after reading it, Zhang Junbao's heart fluctuated. It turns out that he has a family! It turns out that he is not an orphan! It turns out that he ......

A lot of incomprehension and bitterness are now suddenly in this letter, he is excited, and a little uneasy. Master Jueyuan asked him to go back to Lin'an to find his parents, but he had never seen his parents, but his heart was like a deer bumping around, pounding. The sadness of the master's death faded unconsciously.

"What's going on?" asked Huang Xiang behind him.

"The master mentioned my background in the letter. Zhang Junbao said as he folded the letter paper and stuffed it back into the envelope, and then put it in his arms. This is a relic left by the master, and he should collect it so that he can take it out when he thinks about the master in the future.

"Anything else?" asked Huang Xiang. The reason why she has always cared about this letter is because she has always remembered what she promised Jueyuan half a month ago, after all, Jueyuan didn't tell her which family she wanted to send Zhang Junbao to Lin'an. Now that Jueyuan has sat down, this belief has naturally become the key.

"The master also mentioned that you will send me to Lin'an, because my home is in Lin'an. Zhang Junbao replied again.

"Really?" Ming Daohong suddenly interjected very happily: "Your family is also in Lin'an? This is really a coincidence, my family is also in Lin'an, we can be companions in the future!

"Nope. Zhang Junbao lowered his head and recalled the content of the letter, but he said: "But the master told me in the letter that my father's surname is Zhang, and his single name is a Tao. ”

"Zhang Tao?!" Ming Daohong's eyes widened suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something at once, and her face immediately became very bad and bad, and then she looked Zhang Junbao up and down a few times with strange eyes, and then lowered her head and made no sound.

"What's the matter, Sister Daohong?" Huang Xiang saw that her face was not quite right, so he asked with concern.

"Ah, no...... It's nothing!" Ming Daohong raised her head and said perfunctorily, although she tried her best to cover it up, whether it was Huang Xiang or Zhang Junbao, she could see from her expression that there must be something wrong with her!

However, Ming Daohong didn't want to say it, and the two didn't want to ask again, so they just continued to discuss the matters in the letter, and then about the schedule to Lin'an.

When the two were discussing these things, Ming Daohong unconsciously came to the outside of the hut with easy steps, her eyes were blank, and she seemed to be thinking about something. As he walked, Ming Daohong suddenly felt like he had hit a wall.

"Oops!" Ming Daohong stroked her forehead when she hit the 'wall', she raised her head and saw that it was not the wall that she had hit, but the dead Xiao Mo who had been staying outside hanging on a certain tree.

"Sister Yang, what are you doing!" Ming Daohong rubbed his faintly aching forehead, and looked at the dead Xiao Mo with a cold face in front of him with a coquettish look.

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Note: 弢 (tao) is pronounced in the first tone.